Infinite Sims

It was nearing dawn.

The camp of the barbarian army was turned into ruins under the flames and the disaster of war.

Tens of thousands of barbarians and servants among them also fled to the death, which made Zhao Shou regret his decision not to send troops.

Otherwise, I am afraid that the results of the battle can be expanded a lot.

"My Majesty, someone is calling outside the city gate."

At this time, a general trotted over from the side, kneeling respectfully behind Zhao Shou.

"Call the door? Who?"

Zhao Shou turned his head and said with a contemptuous smile, "Is it a barbarian? Or those traitors who are willing to be barbarian lackeys?"

The general pondered for a while, and said: "There are six people in total. The leader is Huang Zeshu's daughter, and there is also a young man who claims to be the Lord of the Dead who strangled the barbarian army outside the city."

Hearing Huang Lanxi's name, Si Lao stepped forward excitedly.

Although his old friend is now in prison, the daughter who thought he was dead is not only alive, but also returned safely, how can he not be happy.

But compared to him, Zhao Shou and Li Jiye paid more attention to the boy introduced later.

"Quick! Open the door and welcome them in!"

Zhao Shou said excitedly, then stamped his feet, and came to the general: "No, you take me there, and I will meet him personally!"

He didn't suspect that the general was a fake just because he was talking about a young man.

After all, even though the barbarian army camp outside the city had returned to calm, it was still possible to faintly see many hideous and terrifying living corpses of the barbarian army who were constantly hunting and killing them.

Under such circumstances, who would have the guts to impersonate?

Seeing the emperor happily going to greet him.

Li Jiye's eyes flickered, and there was a trace of abnormality and greed in his originally smiling pupils.

Knowing that there was Huang Lanxi coming, Si Lao naturally wouldn't stay where he was, and moved his old body reluctantly to follow.

The heavy city gate opened.

Appearing in front of the three people who are now at the pinnacle of Dazhao's power, the leaders are a boy and a girl, and behind them are a pair of middle-aged men and women and a pair of babies who are still in their infancy.

"That is……"

Si Lao looked at the young man with a backlight, and his expression paused.

"Master!"

Wan Jinghao immediately recognized the white-haired old man next to the man in the dragon robe, and greeted him cordially and politely, and then he greeted Zhao Shou, who was very happy next to him.

Zhao Shou visibly paused when he saw Wan Jinghao.

Some couldn't believe that this appearance was a fairy figure who could control the group, but anyway, he had cultivated the art of becoming a king from a young age, so he didn't show any doubting expression.

However, Zhao Shou was even more surprised.

Or the boy actually called one of his ministers his master, could it be that he was once a student of Si Lao?

And depending on the situation, his relationship with Huang Zeshu, who was waiting aside, was not like an ordinary man and woman, so there must be a secret love affair already?

Thinking of this, Zhao Shou originally only dared to think about it for his own use, but now he feels that he has a lot of chances of success.

Under the protection of several master eunuchs.

Zhao Shou greeted him cordially, and then Li Jiye was the villain who questioned him.

The so-called doubts include those who are burning and pressing, and those who are as warm as the wind.

Li Jiye was the latter, and Wan Jinghao did not let them down with his words of courtesy but without losing praise and humility, and used his ability to prove his identity.

There is still some time before dawn.

Wan Jinghao manipulated a group of living corpses outside the city to stand up, and walked over one after another.

After all, the city gate has only been attacked by barbarians several times in the past few days, and there are already a large number of corpses left below, so there is no need to look elsewhere.

The palace, the main hall.

It was already early morning, besides the officials, there were Jiang Ren and Huang Lanxi.

"I ask you, are you willing to become an official in the court?"

Zhao Shou pushed sideways, trying to make Wan Jinghao work for him.

After being rejected, he wanted him to teach him some "laws of immortals and gods", but he was rejected again without accident.

"Since you don't want to accept the official position of my great Zhao, I won't force you, but what you did for my great Zhao does exist."

Although Zhao Shou was a little annoyed, after half a year of disastrous defeat, he knew that he could not offend such a person, so he said: "If I don't reward you at all, outsiders may say that I neglect meritorious persons, so you still State a need."

He knew that Wan Jinghao would definitely speak.

In this way, even if you can't make him owe a favor, it's good to get closer.

As for using this as an exchange condition for becoming an official, it is an extremely deadly behavior. If he is angered, even if he doesn't do anything, he will not be able to get down.

Huang Lanxi clenched her small hands under her sleeves into fists, and looked at Wan Jinghao nervously.

Wan Jinghao was neither overbearing nor humble, and said directly: "Huang Zeshu, Mr. Huang is the head of the school I used to study. He is loyal to Dazhao, loves the people like his son, and treats others with kindness. able to investigate."

The reason why Huang Zeshu was imprisoned.

In addition to losing power in front of the emperor, the bigger reason was that he was reported and a few letters were seized from the mansion that had an affair with the barbarian country.

"His Majesty!"

Li Jiye stood up from among the officials and said: "I also think that Mr. Huang Zeshu's crimes are different, or he was killed by a traitor. We should reopen the investigation and return Mr. Huang's innocence."

The rest of the ministers in the DPRK and China looked at each other, and soon half of them stood up in support.

Zhao Shou, who already had this idea, would not refuse, and immediately followed this sentence, saying that he would exchange Huang Zeshu's innocence within three days.

Is this the place I was most looking forward to?

Wan Jinghao had a forced smile on his face, but his heart was filled with coldness.

Once upon a time, I obtained my fame in order to make my family happy, so that I could marry the woman I like.

Later, he gradually became able to stand in the highest hall, and return what he had learned in his life to the emperor to Zhao, so that all ordinary people could live a happy and worry-free life.

But now in the court he was looking forward to the most, all he saw was hypocrisy and filth.

The unbearableness hidden under the light may have been hidden from him more than half a year ago, but now it is very obvious to him.

After the show ended, all the officials withdrew.

Although the court has already said that Wan Jinghao's information should be blocked as much as possible.

However, under someone's disclosure, in just a few days, the matter of Wan Jinghao was known to hundreds of thousands of people in the city.

Everyone is curious about such immortals.

Some admired him for using the "immortal" method to avenge the barbarian army. Of course, there were also some voices who questioned him as a liar, as well as some old scholars who condemned him for blasphemy and insulting the corpse.

Many people who feel that their status is sufficient.

In the past few days, people have sent invitations to the Sifu where Wan Jinghao is temporarily staying, but unfortunately, no one has met as he wished.

Sifu, the backyard.

Wan Jinghao was writing ink on a ten-foot-long copybook, and Si Lao stroked his beard to watch.

Suddenly, the butler came with a greeting card.

"Didn't I tell you to return all the invitations?"

Hearing footsteps, Si Lao looked at the butler and the invitation in his hand.

The housekeeper lowered his head in fear: "This is a greeting card from Mr. Li."

"Is this the third time? I don't know what he thinks. There is an old saying that merchants value profits and do everything for their own interests. It seems that this shame will be gone first."

Si Lao shook his head and said casually: "Just like the previous two times, take it to the kitchen to burn firewood. If there is any more next time, just take it to burn firewood."

The housekeeper said yes, and withdrew with the greeting card.

After leaving for a while, Wan Jinghao wrote the last few words. After finishing the last stroke, he put the brush on the pen holder beside him.

"Silver hook painted on iron, flowing clouds and flowing water, has the momentum of everyone, that is..."

Si Lao was about to speak with a murderous intent, so he immediately stopped his words.

In the past few days of getting along, although he didn't know why his student had such ghostly methods, he still learned a lot about the murder of his entire city and his family.

With such a deep hatred, if the written words are not murderous, that is the most terrible thing.

"Master, what's the matter?"

Seeing him in a daze, Wan Jinghao couldn't help asking with concern.

"Old and useless."

Si Lao shook his head, pointed out several shortcomings in this copybook, and then explained how to correct it.

Wan Jinghao stood aside and listened carefully.

Sometimes he asks aloud, sometimes nods to understand, he seems to be a studious person.

The reason why he stayed in the city for several days in a row, apart from wanting to wait for Huang Lanxi's father to return safely, was to stay with Si Lao for a few more days, to recuperate physically and mentally with poetry, calligraphy and painting, and to bring back his gradually out-of-control rationality.

Otherwise, he was really afraid that one day, instead of dying on the battlefield, he would become a lunatic who would not distinguish between himself and the enemy.

This point, in the battle from last night to today before dawn, has some clues.

Compared with the fun here.

There are many Li residences on the campus, but it is quiet at this moment.

In the study room with many books and ledgers, Li Jiye sat behind the desk, flipping through the three-foot-thick ledgers.

"...My lord, that's the way it is."

After the man kneeling in front of the desk finished speaking, he waited quietly.

"It's used as firewood again. Does this make the rice more delicious?"

Li Jiye smiled softly, did not stop looking at the account book, and said without raising his head: "You go back first."

"Yes, sir."

The man respectfully exited the room and closed the door gently.

In the huge study room, there was only the sound of the ledger being turned page by page.

for a long time.

The sound just disappeared.

"As the saying goes, there are only three things to do, and if you can't grasp the three opportunities, then you can't blame me."

Li Jiye closed the account book and stood up: "As long as you are a human being, there is no one who is not tempted by money, fame, fortune and family affection. I want to see if you can withstand money, fame and fortune, but also family affection."

"Those who steal jade perish, those who steal the country prosper."

"I, Li Jiye, stole this country."

Li Jiye smiled and patted the wrinkles on his clothes, and walked out the door: "Come on, master, I want to enter the palace."

A conversation that lasted half an hour.

Li Jiye sat in a carriage and left the palace contentedly.

subsequently.

Huang Zeshu, who had been imprisoned for nearly twenty days, was sent to the palace the first time he walked out of his cell. After washing and changing into clean clothes, and eating a good imperial meal, he was finally summoned by Zhao Shou.

In the side hall with only the two of them and a few eunuchs.

From Zhao Shou, Huang Zeshu got a promise that tomorrow morning he will clear up his grievances and severely punish those who framed him.

The monarch and his subjects were in harmony.

Huang Zeshu, who felt unprecedented trust for the first time, cried bitterly and knelt down to offer his loyalty. Because his body was too weak, he almost fainted from crying.

After leaving the palace, he was sent to the Sifu.

I saw my daughter and Wan Jinghao, who is no longer what he used to be.

Apart from joy, Huang Zeshu also had an indescribable emotion, including joy, regret, and even anger.

Considering that he has not returned to his mansion these days, he decided to stay here tonight.

After dinner at night.

Huang Zeshu called his daughter to a side hall, and told him what the emperor entrusted to him.

"Father, this is absolutely impossible, my daughter will not agree to you."

Huang Lanxi stood up angrily, looking at her father complicatedly.

His gentle and bookish face was originally so gentle and dazzling like jade, but now it looks a little ferocious and terrifying.

Huang Zeshu said seriously: "Now, don't you even listen to your father's words?"

"If daddy's request is correct, my daughter will definitely listen, but daddy, ask yourself, are those requests just now really appropriate?"

As Huang Lanxi spoke, her eyes turned red.

Snapped!

Huang Zeshu patted the tea table and reprimanded: "Whether you agree or not today, you have to do it for me!"

Huang Lanxi's expression was firm: "Forgive my daughter for not following orders."

"Sinister girl!"

Huang Zeshu slapped the table and stood up, gesturing with his right hand to slap her.

Huang Lanxi closed her eyes in fear, but her little face was still standing firmly on the spot, without the slightest dodge.

"you"

Huang Zeshu's palm stopped in mid-air, unable to fall down for a long time, and finally sighed softly, kneeling directly on the ground.

Hearing the sound, Huang Lanxi opened her eyes and was startled: "Father, what are you doing?"

"You don't understand, the reason why Dad and I are alive now is all because of His Majesty's protection and trust. Your dad and I are ashamed of His Highness!"

"And if this matter is successful, it will benefit tens of thousands of ordinary people. If you don't do it, the situation in Dazhao will only deteriorate further, and at the same time, more people will die from famine, poverty, and military disasters. , then the world may only be left in a mess."

Huang Zeshu's face was full of sadness, and he said again: "I beg you, father, because of your relationship with him, he can only agree to this matter if you do it."

"Father, you have changed."

Huang Lanxi bit her lips lightly, suddenly feeling unable to breathe.

Why did the father who was relegated from the imperial capital and served as the head of an academy, who was still high-spirited, become what he is now?

Has time changed him?

Or was that just his appearance before, and now this is his true face?

"Father, I beg you, for the sake of the thousands of people, for Da Zhao, for the family, and for your dead mother..."

When Huang Zeshu said this, he made a gesture of kowtowing to her.

"I understand." Huang Lanxi's voice came.

Huang Zeshu immediately raised his head in joy, and saw that his daughter had turned his back. Although he didn't know what her expression was, he still showed joy.

What he can't see is.

On the clothes on Huang Lanxi's chest, there were two wet marks like drops of water.