Chapter 495
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Baidi palace, royal garden, countless life elves dancing.
Zhao Yu, who had just had dinner, did not sit down and read the memorial. Instead, he took a walk among the flowers in the imperial garden to help him eat. For some reason, after he returned from the Taoist palace, he felt a sense of inspiration.
The spirit of life on the whole imperial garden seemed to feel the blood boiling in the young emperor's upright body at the moment. Like frightened deer, they scattered all around. They wanted to get close but did not dare to move up and down.
"The beam is broken!"
The young emperor opened his mouth and his steady voice came out, but Liang Po's big figure did not appear. Zhao Yu's eyebrows wrinkled, and the three blood red cinnabar lines in the center of his eyebrows seemed to drip blood. He continued to say:
"Liang Po!"
"I'm here!"
Liang Po's figure appeared quickly. Compared with the past, his steps were particularly anxious. After a few minutes, he came to Zhao Yu's body. In the magnetic voice, he handed a folded book with both hands and said:
"Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager of Bingzhou county has a message that the Empress Dowager has suddenly contracted a disease and coughs and is bedridden. He first stayed in a guest in yaxia Town, Bingzhou Stack. "
As the words fell, Zhao Yu's body was rolling, and the emperor's power rose suddenly. It seemed that there was a violent storm in the whole imperial garden, which swept outward, and countless open flowers were tightly closed. The life spirits in the sky, like the twinkling stars in the sky, all retracted into the dark sky wood in an instant.
The storm of Diwei, which swept through the whole imperial garden, came and went quickly. The next breath dissipated without shadow and end. At the center of the storm, there was a steady and steady emperor's voice of Zhao Yu.
"Liang Po, order to go on. From now on, every two hours, Si Tianjian must report to me the latest situation of my grandmother and send someone to contact yeyi. No matter what method he uses, I will come to yaxia town in Bingzhou through the God of war at noon tomorrow."
"No!"
Liang Po nodded and walked away.
In yaxia Town, Bingzhou, a large number of cold fog shrouded the whole town, making the lights from each household looming and hazy.
The upper Fourth Army is the top elite of Daxia, and the most basic standard is silence. Therefore, except for the young Confucian scholar Xin Hao and the middle-aged shopkeeper of this inn, no other townspeople know that this town, which is very common in Bingzhou, lives some of the most respected women in the king's Dynasty of Daxia.
In the lobby of the inn, Xin Hao, a scholar in his early twenties, sat quietly behind a square table, listening to the old cough from the upper guest room, frowning slightly and falling into thinking.
Not to mention the old lady who has never stepped out of the White Emperor's palace for more than ten years, she suddenly appeared in the sparsely populated and cold western border of Bingzhou. With her current physical condition, Guangguang is enough to set off a storm in the whole summer.
It is well known to all that the young emperor Fuyao is the most filial. At the same time, there are only a few people in the Zhao family, who is the leader of the whole Xia Dynasty. If the old lady has a long history in this area, then the young emperor will carry endless imperial power and sweep the whole western region of Daxia.
"Young Confucian, have a drink of water."
When Xinhao was in the process of thinking, a slightly cold and sharp voice sounded in his ear, and then a cup of hot water, gently placed on the table in front of him.
Thank you
Xin Hao regained consciousness, opened his mouth and said thanks. Then he looked up and saw a young Japanese soldier in bright red blood armor. He pulled up his stool and sat beside him. The air was filled with a faint smell of blood.
Jiang Tu, the deputy commander of the Japanese army, also poured a cup of hot water in front of him, raised his hand and drank it. Then he said softly:
"so you are Xin Hao. Although you and I have never met, I have heard of you. Because you and my brother are close friends, so I often hear him talk about you and can give up the summer school in the capital city, Coming to this remote city of Bingzhou, it seems that Jiang Yue's boy is as wise as a torch. "
"It turns out to be the third son of the king of Bei'an. You are very polite."
Xinhao Junlang, with a trace of joy on his face, stood up and bowed to Jiang Tu next to him. The latter waved his hand and motioned for Xin Hao to continue to sit down and said:
"you Confucian disciples are all good, but you are too polite. You and I can be friends with each other. Don't be formal. By the way, how long have you been here?"
"Back to little prince, I have been here for three days. The townspeople here are very enthusiastic, and they are very supportive of the establishment of the school. The young and middle-aged people of the whole town have helped together. It took only two days to build a huge school palace."
In response, Xin Hao raised his tea cup in front of him and took a sip of hot water. Unconsciously, the temperature in the inn has become extremely warm. In order to take care of the old empress dowager who is suffering from illness, Xuantian charcoal is lit everywhere in the whole inn to slowly release the hot heat.
Jiang Tu raised his hand again, picked up the kettle from the shopkeeper, filled the two tea cups on the table, then narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment, then continued to ask:"Along the way, I saw that there were few big cities in Bingzhou. Most of them were in the form of small villages in the pine sea. Therefore, there should not be a large number of people coming to listen to the lecture at this time when you opened the Daxia school palace here?"
When Jiang Tu's voice dropped, Xin Hao, a young Confucian scholar, nodded and gently responded:
"indeed, there are no more than ten children in yaxia Town, and the adults are skeptical and unwilling to listen to the lecture together with the children."
At this point, Xinhao Junlang's face remained unchanged, and his self-confidence was still flying in his eyes. He continued to say:
"however, I had already considered such a situation on my way here, so I planned to open up a collective cottage around the town, so that children with a longer geographical location can also live in the cottage temporarily, but this idea costs a lot Many of them need the support of the court. "
"You just need to tell this to the Ministry of rites. Your majesty has high hopes for your 3000 fires. The Ministry of rites will help you solve your worries."
At the end of the speech, Jiang Tu, covered with blood armour, got up, patted Xinhao on the shoulder, and continued to speak softly:
"I know what you are worried about. The Empress Dowager and the auspicious people have their own appearances. Listen, the cough has stopped."
After the words fell, the young Confucian scholar listened carefully. Sure enough, the cough that had been ringing from the upstairs had stopped. At the same time, a fast footstep came from the stairs. After a few minutes, the middle-aged maid in charge of taking care of the old empress dowager appeared among the people, looked around and asked:
"the Empress Dowager wants something light, but this inn does not If you have any ingredients, someone needs to borrow some nearby. "
"I'll go!"
"I'll go!"
Jiang Tu and Xin Hao at the bottom spoke with one voice. Then they looked at each other and said at the same time:
"then we will go together."
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Baidi palace, royal garden, countless life elves dancing.
Zhao Yu, who had just had dinner, did not sit down and read the memorial. Instead, he took a walk among the flowers in the imperial garden to help him eat. For some reason, after he returned from the Taoist palace, he felt a sense of inspiration.
The spirit of life on the whole imperial garden seemed to feel the blood boiling in the young emperor's upright body at the moment. Like frightened deer, they scattered all around. They wanted to get close but did not dare to move up and down.
"The beam is broken!"
The young emperor opened his mouth and his steady voice came out, but Liang Po's big figure did not appear. Zhao Yu's eyebrows wrinkled, and the three blood red cinnabar lines in the center of his eyebrows seemed to drip blood. He continued to say:
"Liang Po!"
"I'm here!"
Liang Po's figure appeared quickly. Compared with the past, his steps were particularly anxious. After a few minutes, he came to Zhao Yu's body. In the magnetic voice, he handed a folded book with both hands and said:
"Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager of Bingzhou county has a message that the Empress Dowager has suddenly contracted a disease and coughs and is bedridden. He first stayed in a guest in yaxia Town, Bingzhou Stack. "
As the words fell, Zhao Yu's body was rolling, and the emperor's power rose suddenly. It seemed that there was a violent storm in the whole imperial garden, which swept outward, and countless open flowers were tightly closed. The life spirits in the sky, like the twinkling stars in the sky, all retracted into the dark sky wood in an instant.
The storm of Diwei, which swept through the whole imperial garden, came and went quickly. The next breath dissipated without shadow and end. At the center of the storm, there was a steady and steady emperor's voice of Zhao Yu.
"Liang Po, order to go on. From now on, every two hours, Si Tianjian must report to me the latest situation of my grandmother and send someone to contact yeyi. No matter what method he uses, I will come to yaxia town in Bingzhou through the God of war at noon tomorrow."
"No!"
Liang Po nodded and walked away.
In yaxia Town, Bingzhou, a large number of cold fog shrouded the whole town, making the lights from each household looming and hazy.
The upper Fourth Army is the top elite of Daxia, and the most basic standard is silence. Therefore, except for the young Confucian scholar Xin Hao and the middle-aged shopkeeper of this inn, no other townspeople know that this town, which is very common in Bingzhou, lives some of the most respected women in the king's Dynasty of Daxia.
In the lobby of the inn, Xin Hao, a scholar in his early twenties, sat quietly behind a square table, listening to the old cough from the upper guest room, frowning slightly and falling into thinking.
Not to mention the old lady who has never stepped out of the White Emperor's palace for more than ten years, she suddenly appeared in the sparsely populated and cold western border of Bingzhou. With her current physical condition, Guangguang is enough to set off a storm in the whole summer.
It is well known to all that the young emperor Fuyao is the most filial. At the same time, there are only a few people in the Zhao family, who is the leader of the whole Xia Dynasty. If the old lady has a long history in this area, then the young emperor will carry endless imperial power and sweep the whole western region of Daxia.
"Young Confucian, have a drink of water."
When Xinhao was in the process of thinking, a slightly cold and sharp voice sounded in his ear, and then a cup of hot water, gently placed on the table in front of him.
Thank you
Xin Hao regained consciousness, opened his mouth and said thanks. Then he looked up and saw a young Japanese soldier in bright red blood armor. He pulled up his stool and sat beside him. The air was filled with a faint smell of blood.
Jiang Tu, the deputy commander of the Japanese army, also poured a cup of hot water in front of him, raised his hand and drank it. Then he said softly:
"so you are Xin Hao. Although you and I have never met, I have heard of you. Because you and my brother are close friends, so I often hear him talk about you and can give up the summer school in the capital city, Coming to this remote city of Bingzhou, it seems that Jiang Yue's boy is as wise as a torch. "
"It turns out to be the third son of the king of Bei'an. You are very polite."
Xinhao Junlang, with a trace of joy on his face, stood up and bowed to Jiang Tu next to him. The latter waved his hand and motioned for Xin Hao to continue to sit down and said:
"you Confucian disciples are all good, but you are too polite. You and I can be friends with each other. Don't be formal. By the way, how long have you been here?"
"Back to little prince, I have been here for three days. The townspeople here are very enthusiastic, and they are very supportive of the establishment of the school. The young and middle-aged people of the whole town have helped together. It took only two days to build a huge school palace."
In response, Xin Hao raised his tea cup in front of him and took a sip of hot water. Unconsciously, the temperature in the inn has become extremely warm. In order to take care of the old empress dowager who is suffering from illness, Xuantian charcoal is lit everywhere in the whole inn to slowly release the hot heat.
Jiang Tu raised his hand again, picked up the kettle from the shopkeeper, filled the two tea cups on the table, then narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment, then continued to ask:"Along the way, I saw that there were few big cities in Bingzhou. Most of them were in the form of small villages in the pine sea. Therefore, there should not be a large number of people coming to listen to the lecture at this time when you opened the Daxia school palace here?"
When Jiang Tu's voice dropped, Xin Hao, a young Confucian scholar, nodded and gently responded:
"indeed, there are no more than ten children in yaxia Town, and the adults are skeptical and unwilling to listen to the lecture together with the children."
At this point, Xinhao Junlang's face remained unchanged, and his self-confidence was still flying in his eyes. He continued to say:
"however, I had already considered such a situation on my way here, so I planned to open up a collective cottage around the town, so that children with a longer geographical location can also live in the cottage temporarily, but this idea costs a lot Many of them need the support of the court. "
"You just need to tell this to the Ministry of rites. Your majesty has high hopes for your 3000 fires. The Ministry of rites will help you solve your worries."
At the end of the speech, Jiang Tu, covered with blood armour, got up, patted Xinhao on the shoulder, and continued to speak softly:
"I know what you are worried about. The Empress Dowager and the auspicious people have their own appearances. Listen, the cough has stopped."
After the words fell, the young Confucian scholar listened carefully. Sure enough, the cough that had been ringing from the upstairs had stopped. At the same time, a fast footstep came from the stairs. After a few minutes, the middle-aged maid in charge of taking care of the old empress dowager appeared among the people, looked around and asked:
"the Empress Dowager wants something light, but this inn does not If you have any ingredients, someone needs to borrow some nearby. "
"I'll go!"
"I'll go!"
Jiang Tu and Xin Hao at the bottom spoke with one voice. Then they looked at each other and said at the same time:
"then we will go together."
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Baidi palace, royal garden, countless life elves dancing. Zhao Yu, who had just had dinner, did not sit down and read the memorial. Instead, he took a walk among the flowers in the imperial garden to help him eat. For some reason, after he returned from the Taoist palace, he felt a sense of inspiration. The spirit of life on the whole imperial garden seemed to feel the blood boiling in the young emperor's upright body at the moment. Like frightened deer, they scattered all around. They wanted to get close but did not dare to move up and down. "The beam is broken!" The young emperor opened his mouth and his steady voice came out, but Liang Po's big figure did not appear. Zhao Yu's eyebrows wrinkled, and the three blood red cinnabar lines in the center of his eyebrows seemed to drip blood. He continued to say: "Liang Po!" "I'm here!" Liang Po's figure appeared quickly. Compared with the past, his steps were particularly anxious. After a few minutes, he came to Zhao Yu's body. In the magnetic voice, he handed a folded book with both hands and said: "Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager of Bingzhou county has a message that the Empress Dowager has suddenly contracted a disease and coughs and is bedridden. He first stayed in a guest in yaxia Town, Bingzhou Stack. " As the words fell, Zhao Yu's body was rolling, and the emperor's power rose suddenly. It seemed that there was a violent storm in the whole imperial garden, which swept outward, and countless open flowers were tightly closed. The life spirits in the sky, like the twinkling stars in the sky, all retracted into the dark sky wood in an instant. The storm of Diwei, which swept through the whole imperial garden, came and went quickly. The next breath dissipated without shadow and end. At the center of the storm, there was a steady and steady emperor's voice of Zhao Yu. "Liang Po, order to go on. From now on, every two hours, Si Tianjian must report to me the latest situation of my grandmother and send someone to contact yeyi. No matter what method he uses, I will come to yaxia town in Bingzhou through the God of war at noon tomorrow." "No!" Liang Po nodded and walked away. In yaxia Town, Bingzhou, a large number of cold fog shrouded the whole town, making the lights from each household looming and hazy. The upper Fourth Army is the top elite of Daxia, and the most basic standard is silence. Therefore, except for the young Confucian scholar Xin Hao and the middle-aged shopkeeper of this inn, no other townspeople know that this town, which is very common in Bingzhou, lives some of the most respected women in the king's Dynasty of Daxia. In the lobby of the inn, Xin Hao, a scholar in his early twenties, sat quietly behind a square table, listening to the old cough from the upper guest room, frowning slightly and falling into thinking. Not to mention the old lady who has never stepped out of the White Emperor's palace for more than ten years, she suddenly appeared in the sparsely populated and cold western border of Bingzhou. With her current physical condition, Guangguang is enough to set off a storm in the whole summer. It is well known to all that the young emperor Fuyao is the most filial. At the same time, there are only a few people in the Zhao family, who is the leader of the whole Xia Dynasty. If the old lady has a long history in this area, then the young emperor will carry endless imperial power and sweep the whole western region of Daxia. "Young Confucian, have a drink of water." When Xinhao was in the process of thinking, a slightly cold and sharp voice sounded in his ear, and then a cup of hot water, gently placed on the table in front of him. Thank you Xin Hao regained consciousness, opened his mouth and said thanks. Then he looked up and saw a young Japanese soldier in bright red blood armor. He pulled up his stool and sat beside him. The air was filled with a faint smell of blood. Jiang Tu, the deputy commander of the Japanese army, also poured a cup of hot water in front of him, raised his hand and drank it. Then he said softly: "so you are Xin Hao. Although you and I have never met, I have heard of you. Because you and my brother are close friends, so I often hear him talk about you and can give up the summer school in the capital city, Coming to this remote city of Bingzhou, it seems that Jiang Yue's boy is as wise as a torch. " "It turns out to be the third son of the king of Bei'an. You are very polite." Xinhao Junlang, with a trace of joy on his face, stood up and bowed to Jiang Tu next to him. The latter waved his hand and motioned for Xin Hao to continue to sit down and said: "you Confucian disciples are all good, but you are too polite. You and I can be friends with each other. Don't be formal. By the way, how long have you been here?" "Back to little prince, I have been here for three days. The townspeople here are very enthusiastic, and they are very supportive of the establishment of the school. The young and middle-aged people of the whole town have helped together. It took only two days to build a huge school palace." In response, Xin Hao raised his tea cup in front of him and took a sip of hot water. Unconsciously, the temperature in the inn has become extremely warm. In order to take care of the old empress dowager who is suffering from illness, Xuantian charcoal is lit everywhere in the whole inn to slowly release the hot heat. Jiang Tu raised his hand again, picked up the kettle from the shopkeeper, filled the two tea cups on the table, then narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment, then continued to ask:"Along the way, I saw that there were few big cities in Bingzhou. Most of them were in the form of small villages in the pine sea. Therefore, there should not be a large number of people coming to listen to the lecture at this time when you opened the Daxia school palace here?" When Jiang Tu's voice dropped, Xin Hao, a young Confucian scholar, nodded and gently responded: "indeed, there are no more than ten children in yaxia Town, and the adults are skeptical and unwilling to listen to the lecture together with the children." At this point, Xinhao Junlang's face remained unchanged, and his self-confidence was still flying in his eyes. He continued to say: "however, I had already considered such a situation on my way here, so I planned to open up a collective cottage around the town, so that children with a longer geographical location can also live in the cottage temporarily, but this idea costs a lot Many of them need the support of the court. " "You just need to tell this to the Ministry of rites. Your majesty has high hopes for your 3000 fires. The Ministry of rites will help you solve your worries." At the end of the speech, Jiang Tu, covered with blood armour, got up, patted Xinhao on the shoulder, and continued to speak softly: "I know what you are worried about. The Empress Dowager and the auspicious people have their own appearances. Listen, the cough has stopped." After the words fell, the young Confucian scholar listened carefully. Sure enough, the cough that had been ringing from the upstairs had stopped. At the same time, a fast footstep came from the stairs. After a few minutes, the middle-aged maid in charge of taking care of the old empress dowager appeared among the people, looked around and asked: "the Empress Dowager wants something light, but this inn does not If you have any ingredients, someone needs to borrow some nearby. " "I'll go!" "I'll go!" Jiang Tu and Xin Hao at the bottom spoke with one voice. Then they looked at each other and said at the same time: "then we will go together." www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
