The Hardest Opening System in History

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When the scorching sun above the sky came to the top of the imperial hall of the Baidi Palace, the voice that belonged to the old **** suddenly came out in the hall of the emperor, piercing the sky, and then all the officials shouted long live. The nine golden and red doors outside the hall opened all together.

　　 After fifteen breaths, the first Shang Dynasty official stepped out from the hall, bright sunlight shining on his slightly old face, but the expression reflected was full of dignity.

This old official who was the first to walk out of the hall was not high among the hundred officials in the early dynasty. The doctors of Gyeonggi Prefecture from the fifth rank were also lined up last in the early dynasty, but the old official's mentality was extremely Jia, with a smile every time, and greeted the imperial city guards and stepped out of the main hall, and the trance like today is rare.

After the old scholar-official in front of Huangji Hall slowly exhaled the suffocating breath accumulated in his chest, he took the lead to step down the steps of Huangji Hall, and then one after another, the great Xia Chongchen in the official uniforms filed through the nine doors. Out, these officials have no essays and martial arts, and they all have the same expression as the old scholar-office just now.

　　 Shen Ning, thinking, and the dignity before the storm comes!

Wuyangyang's officials all walked towards the imperial stairway. Long after entering the Meridian Gate, Daxia's current five Shangshu figures slowly walked out. Behind them, there are four introverted auras, but every move is enough to make the void. The trembling old man.

　　 One King and Two Kings of Daxia, and Li Chunfeng, the former director of Tianjian.

　　According to the Great Xia Law, the princes of the frontier cannot return to Beijing unless summoned. At this time, the Wei Guogong, the Ximan King, and the Zhenhai King all gathered in front of the Imperial Palace.

　　 After that, in front of the hall, Li Chunfeng in a black robe squinted his eyes and looked at the huge square where a large number of officials walked below, stroked his white beard, and let out a sigh:

　　 "Siyun first began to sink into the pavilion, and the rain is about to come and the wind will fill the building. Two years later, today, I am waiting for these old guys to gather together like now."

　　 "It is impossible to gather in front of the Imperial Palace, but the probability of meeting on the battlefield is still very high. By that time, those of us who have already been half-into the soil, let's see who died late."

　　 On the burly body of the old Wei Guogong Xu Sheng, there was dragon-like blood and blood, and the sound of his mouth was like a bell. Then he lightly patted the extremely brand-new Guogong robe and continued to speak:

"At the moment of the great enemy, we people must live for the past two years. Even if the five declines of heaven and man come, we must endure immortality. To die on the battlefield is the last glory I wait for. Don't let that kid Jiang Yu stay in Jiuquan. Look down."

As soon as Xu Shengkou’s Zhongbeian Wang Jiangyu’s name came out, the faces of the other three elderly people were slightly startled, and then the old town Haiwang Fei Lianqin showed a thick color of nostalgia on the face like an old grandmother next door, and said softly. :

　　 "Big Brother Xu is right. Jiang Yu was very unhappy when he was young. If I waited to die before fighting and meet again in the Nine Netherworlds, I would indeed lose my face."

　　 Zhenhai King’s voice fell, Ximan King Zhong Li, who had not said a word, looked up at the sky, and suddenly sighed:

"In fact, Jiang Yu has been a man born for the big scene since he was young, and the Taixuan Land facing Daxia this time may be stronger and more thrilling than the enemies we encountered when we competed in the world. Jiang Yu's fashion is here, and he will definitely be able to leave a strong mark in history. What a pity!"

　　 "Everyone has his own life, Jiang Yu has been hard enough in this life. For him, this is not a relief."

　　 After Li Chunfeng's response sounded softly, the old man with white beard and hair turned his eyes and continued to speak:

"The enemy is approaching, the burdens on all of you are extremely heavy, and I don’t know when I will meet again next time, so today I came to my Shenjing Station to have a cup of tea in the small courtyard, which happened to be something I planted myself. The fruits and vegetables are ripe and you can taste them."

　　 "It's not necessary anymore."

　　 Facing Li Chunfeng’s kind invitation, the other three old people all shook their heads. Then Wei Guogong Xu Sheng raised his hand and patted the former on the shoulder, and responded:

　　 "Drinking tea with you old boy, the old man might as well go back to the house and take a look at his own child. It's fun, go, go."

After the energetic voice fell, Xu Sheng strode forward directly, taking a powerful and generous step, and walking down the square along the steps of His Royal Highness Huangji. After half an hour, Xu Sheng's body like a tiger appeared. Outside the Meridian Square, beside the carriage belonging to the Palace of the State of Wei, a slender figure was waiting quietly.

　　 Xu Sheng stopped and looked at the granddaughter whom he hadn’t seen for a long time. Then there was a loving smile on his anger-free face, and he greeted from afar:

　　 "Good granddaughter, I haven't seen you in the past few months, and the people who have come and gone are getting better and better. Tsk tsk, and your cultivation base is just soaring, and you will soon surpass my bad old man. The blue is better than the blue."

In the face of Xu Sheng’s voice that shook the sky and resounded like a tiger’s roar of praise over the entire square, Xu Qing had already seen no surprises. After rolling her eyes lightly, she raised her hand and opened the curtain of the carriage and followed the former. Behind the burly body, he got into the carriage.

Then the large carriage with the family crest of Wei Guogong slowly started to move, accompanied by the blazing sun at noon and the noisy cicadas, it drove out of the Meridian Gate of the White Emperor Palace at a steady speed, and then along the Central Avenue , Heading towards Zizhu Lane in the middle of Shenjing City.

This slow-moving carriage was extremely stable, without even feeling any bumps. In the carriage, Xu Sheng and Xu Qingye and Sun were sitting opposite each other. Compared with Zhao Yu's first arrival in Beijing, Miss Xu Qing’s character It's like changing a person, from the big sister Zizhu Lane who used to be a little bit spicy, to the now silent and introverted commander-in-chief of the Tianhui Army Windrunner.

No one, including Xu Qing herself, can tell whether her changes are good or bad. This world is not as simple as black and white, but she grew up when she was a child and knew Xu Qing very well. Wei Guogong knew how much bitterness was hidden behind his granddaughter's taciturn.

Then Xu Sheng, who was sitting boldly in the carriage, quietly watched Xu Qing with her lips pressed tightly in front of him. His eyes were bright and restrained. The color of guilt in the tiger's eyes became stronger and stronger. After a long time, Xu Sheng spoke softly. Sent a sentence of suicide:

　　 "Qing'er, grandpa, I'm sorry you!"

　　 Xu Sheng couldn't help but said this, with a strong sigh and guilt, extremely abnormal, even like an old man about to come to the end of his life, before he died, he began to reflect on his own faults in this life.

Therefore, after hearing the words in the carriage, Xu Qing suddenly raised her head and fell into a daze, because she knew the man in front of her with a fierce tiger in her heart, and sniffed the bow of the Daxia of the rose, and she believed in concentration and Going forward, even when his son and daughter-in-law were killed in battle, he never said sorry to anyone.

　　 But when Xu Qing fell into a trance, a full laugh suddenly sounded in the carriage, and then Xu Sheng’s voice came out again:

　　 "Li Chunfeng, the old boy, is right. The older this person is, the more sentimental, grandpa will be extremely busy next, so Xu Hao and Xu Jin will be taken care of by you."

After he finished speaking, Xu Sheng raised his head to the sky and let out a heroic laugh, perhaps because he laughed too hard. The old man raised his hand to cover his mouth and gave a light cough. Then Xu Sheng put down his right hand and clenched his fist, not moving the dark ground. She retracted into the grandpa robe, closed her eyes and stopped speaking.

　　 But apart from Xu Sheng, no one knew that there was a dazzling pool of black blood in this clenched fist.