The Sword Master God's Journey to Face Slapping

The imperial sedan slowly moved towards Yimei Pavilion. Emperor Ning Cheng's mind was empty. He didn't plan to think about the affairs of the court for the time being. Today's state banquet was so chaotic, and there were too many headaches to deal with. Emperor Ning Cheng really didn't want to have a headache about it.

In his ethereal state, Emperor Ning Cheng almost fell asleep. In this state of half-sleep, Emperor Ning Cheng suddenly remembered something and asked in a low voice: "Have the people been sent over?" Although he was asking, his tone was ethereal, as if he was asking in a dream.

Li Dezhong, who was following the imperial sedan, heard the emperor's question and said quickly: "Your Majesty, I have sent her to the cold palace. However, without your majesty's order, we don't know how to deal with her, so we just tied her up and threw her into the palace to guard her."

Emperor Ningcheng opened his eyes, with a bit of coldness and dim light in his dark and deep eyes. He laughed softly, and his tone was indifferent and slightly cold: "I heard that she still has some kung fu skills? First, destroy her kung fu and send her to Xinzheku."

Li Dezhong lowered his head: "Yes, your majesty." He thought that this person sent to the palace would be favored because of her face, but now it seems that your majesty has no such intention. He didn't even bother to meet her and had already made the decision to execute her. It was obviously ruthless to her.

To be honest, in fact, at this moment, Li Dezhong was still full of confusion and confusion. Why did your majesty let Concubine Jia pretend to die saving the emperor? What is the identity of Concubine Jia, and what is the relationship between this new person sent to the palace and Concubine Jia?

Emperor Ning Cheng did not explain too much to Li Dezhong, so Li Dezhong did not understand the original and truth of the matter at this time, and naturally did not understand what Emperor Ning Cheng meant. He was inevitably cautious and did not dare to say much, for fear of angering His Majesty.

"Tell someone to treat her well, don't humiliate her too much, just let her know what a poor person is." Emperor Ning Cheng's lips curled up slightly, revealing a cold and indifferent smile, "Let her feel it well, and truly repent from the bottom of her heart, understand?"

Isn't it better to be a poor wife than a concubine of the emperor? Then taste what it feels like to be poor. Emperor Ning Cheng hooked his lips with a bit of coldness and indifference. For such a brainless person, he didn't even bother to deal with it personally.

Li Dezhong lowered his head and responded in a low voice. He had already grasped the meaning of His Majesty, and said very confidently: "Your Majesty, rest assured, I will do this for you properly, and there will be absolutely no problem."

If you offend His Majesty, what's the use of having a good-looking face? The final fate of such a fool is to fall into the hands of these people and be tortured. If you want to make people live a life worse than death, there are really many ways.

The imperial sedan finally arrived at Yimeixuan after a long time. After getting off the sedan, Emperor Ning Cheng strode into Yimeixuan and saw that the palace was quiet. Even a few lanterns were lit, and it seemed quiet.

Seeing the quiet and silent appearance in Yimeixuan, Emperor Ning Cheng couldn't help but pause, and his originally fast steps slowed down, and subconsciously softened his movements. Frowning slightly, he couldn't help but whispered: "Li Dezhong, it's this hour, has he gone to bed?"

After asking this question, Emperor Ning Cheng suddenly reacted and asked himself in confusion: Didn't he already know that Xu Qingning was a man? Then what was he going to do when he ran to Yimeixuan? To summon Xu Qingning?

Evil...

A creepy feeling surged from the bottom of his heart, and Emperor Ning Cheng shuddered, feeling that he was not feeling well. He wiped his sweat and convinced himself that it was just a habit, and it was just that he had been running to Yimeixuan too frequently recently.

"Huh..." Emperor Ning Cheng exhaled, shook his head, and wiped away the tangle in his heart. He really had to sort out his emotions. After all, the beautiful dreams over the past month were just dreams, his imagination, and he couldn't indulge in them, nor could he misclassify the object.

Seeing that the lanterns around Yimeixuan were extinguished and the whole palace was silent, Emperor Ning Cheng thought that it was already midnight, and he was afraid that Xuanyuan might have gone to bed. After thinking about it, he decided not to disturb him and planned to return to Chenzheng Palace first and come back tomorrow.

Just as Emperor Ning Cheng was about to turn around and leave, Li Dezhong suddenly caught a glimpse of light from the corner of his eye, and immediately bowed and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the lights in the palace are on."

Emperor Ning Cheng came back to his senses and looked around. He did see the lights on in the palace. His eyes lit up, and then he walked towards the main hall of Yimeixuan. When he led Li Dezhong to the door of the main hall, the door was opened from the inside, revealing Bai Zhi's slightly sleepy face.

Seeing Emperor Ning Cheng and Li Dezhong standing outside the door, Bai Zhi was not surprised, but knelt down and saluted, saying: "Greetings, Your Majesty." Bai Zhi had not slept all night, because Xuanyuan said that he would be able to leave the palace soon, so she and Zi Su were actually packing things overnight.

Of course they would not take away the things His Majesty had rewarded them, but they could take away the things they had brought with them when they entered the palace before - although those things belonged to Xu Qingtian and Xuanyuan was too lazy to care about them, Baizhi and Zisu did not want to leave them for Xu Qingtian.

Emperor Ning Cheng waved his hand and motioned Baizhi to get up without much concern, then frowned and asked: "Where is your master? Didn't he go to bed to rest?"

Emperor Ning Cheng was really entangled. This person went to bed to rest, but he was dissatisfied that no one had greeted him. He did not go to bed to rest, and he became dissatisfied again. This really made people not know what to say.

Anyway, facing Emperor Ning Cheng with all kinds of double standards, Bai Zhi's attitude and reaction is to shut up, smile, lower his head, and pretend to be a fool. Anyway, no matter what she said or did, it was wrong, so she might as well not put in the effort to please Emperor Ning Cheng...

I can’t please you anyway...╮(╯▽╰)╭(manual bye)

Emperor Ning Cheng strode into the main hall, and saw sitting at the head a handsome, cold and indifferent young man. He was wearing a simple and capable outfit, with long crow-feather hair tied up with a jade crown. He looked like Feng Shen is handsome and beautiful, as if all the good things in the world are gathered in one body.

It wasn't until he actually faced Xuan Yuan's male disguise that Emperor Ning Cheng's heart sank, and he completely understood the fact that he was indeed a man, and he no longer needed to deceive himself or hold on to any slim luck.

Taking a long breath, as if to let out all the frustrations in his heart, Emperor Ning Cheng finally curled his lips and showed a faint smile: "Are you planning to leave the palace? Just in time, after 'your' funeral, I will I’ll make you a national advisor. Well, speaking of it, I’ll have to take care of the Jianghu affairs.”

Emperor Ning Cheng sat next to Xuan Yuan. After putting aside those love entanglements, he was still a wise, mighty, talented and strategic emperor. He appointed Xu Qingning as a national advisor, not only because of his trust in Xu Qingning, but also because of the world of Jianghu. question.

As an emperor with a strong desire for control, Emperor Ning Cheng had actually wanted to take action against Jiang Hu for a long time, but unfortunately he had never found a suitable opportunity to take action against Jiang Hu, and there was no one he could trust with superior strength.

In his opinion, Xu Qingning is a very suitable candidate. First of all, he is very trustworthy (...), and secondly, he is a Taoist who values ​​governance by doing nothing and does not care about power and wealth. This can be seen from his behavior in the palace. It can be seen from his performance, but in the end, Xu Qingning has this strength.

Xuan Yuan quickly understood what Emperor Ning Cheng meant, and after a slight hesitation, he nodded and agreed. This was not a bad thing - although Xu Qingning himself did not know martial arts or medical skills, it did not matter, he could learn ah!

Xuan Yuan has traveled through so many worlds, and those martial arts secret books and medical books are not in vain. It is enough to leave a few secret books to Xu Qingning, let him learn by himself! Anyway, depending on Emperor Ning Cheng's intentions, although he did not say that he would destroy the entire Xu family, it would be difficult to enter the court again in the future.

However, this kind of national master who suppressed the world made Xuan Yuan couldn't help but think of his long-lost friend Yang Xunzhi again. This made him slightly raise the corners of his lips, showing an indifferent but meaningful smile, and raised his eyes to look at Emperor Ning Cheng. Xuan Yuan said: "As for the Imperial Master's Mansion, can it be built according to my ideas?"

This is just a small matter. Emperor Ning Cheng naturally would not refuse, so he nodded and agreed, and asked curiously: "Why, have you actually thought about building a Taoist temple for a long time?"

Xuan Yuan shook his head slightly, with a faint smile on his eyes and eyebrows. He said in a clear voice and soft tone: "I haven't thought about it, but I have seen it. I once had a friend, and his Taoist temple was quite good. "

Thinking of it, he did it. Xuan Yuan stood up and strode into the study. After spreading out the drawing paper and mixing the thick ink and various pigments, he gently spread the hair on the drawing paper and drew a Taoist temple with white tiles and blue bricks. Come on, lifelike and exquisite.

Xuan Yuan painted the entire Taoist temple, including the seven-story tower behind the Taoist temple, and the plum blossom forest where good wine was buried. In Xuan Yuan's paintings, a Taoist temple looked independent, solemn and pure. Gradually it condenses on the paper, as if people can see through this painting that the Taoist temple in the painting really exists somewhere.

"Let's build it according to this." Xuan Yuan dropped the paintbrush in his hand and lightly painted the sleeve of his right hand. A strong wind blew by and the painting paper was already dry.

He handed the painting to Emperor Ning Cheng, with a faint smile in his eyes, and said with deep meaning: "Thank you very much for your majesty's care during this period of time. Speaking of which, I have never repaid your majesty's care. As I say goodbye today, I’ll give you a gift.”

Xuan Yuan's eyebrows were slightly soft, and he raised his lips to show a light smile to Emperor Ning Cheng. The next moment, Emperor Ning Cheng felt that his eyes were darkened, and he didn't know anything at the moment.

In the sweet darkness, he seemed to hear a voice with a clear voice and a calm tone saying: "I wish you a lifetime of good health and peace in Chang'an, as a thank you and compensation to you."