Chapter 191 Coercion
Half a month later,
Dijing, Jiulong Mountain.
Beautiful mountains and clear waters, clear water pavilions, vermilion palace walls.
The trees are lush and quiet, and the trails are winding.
A man wearing a gray python suit and a purple bead jade belt around his waist walked in front, leading the way for the middle-aged man in a black dragon robe behind him. His voice was very thin and cadenced:
"Xu Xiangguo, the emperor lost his temper last night, and even smashed his favorite satin jade~"
“.”
The middle-aged man ignored his words.
The man in the python suit turned sideways and glanced at the person behind him, then stopped talking and walked forward with short steps.
Going back for dozens of steps, there is a hole in the forest, the stream is trickling, and a huge lake is rippling with blue waves, and an old man in an imperial robe is sitting quietly on a futon by the lake to fish, and beside him is a Empty futon.
Looking from a distance, it is quiet and leisurely.
The man in the python suit led the middle-aged man to the old man, stepped forward quickly, ignored the whiteness of the python robe, and knelt down on the wet soil by the lake and saluted:
"My lord, Xu Xiangguo has arrived."
The old man ignored the man in the python suit and continued to fish with his eyes closed.
The man in the python suit took a few steps back sensiblely, glanced at the middle-aged man, then turned and left the royal lake.
The birds chirping in the forest, the middle-aged man walked slowly to the old man, stood beside the futon but didn't sit down, looked at the lake and didn't speak.
And at this time,
The calm surface of the lake suddenly set off waves of ripples, and a strange roar resembling a dragon but not a tiger came from the bottom of the lake, which startled the few birds playing in the treetops and flew into the air.
But then the lake quickly returned to calm.
The gray-haired old man sat quietly on the futon, while the middle-aged man stood quietly beside him and looked at the lake. Neither of them spoke.
Silence.
Silence can say a lot, especially for him and him.
I do not know how long it has been,
The old man coughed a few times as if he was suffering from a cold, and exhaled without looking back, with a smile of unknown meaning in his voice:
"Xu Shengren, if you don't sit down, do you want me to look up at you?"
Xu Yinhe still didn't move, stood in place looking at the lake, and said calmly:
"Government is busy, if you sit down, you don't have enough time."
The words fall.
Silence.
For a while,
The old man in the imperial robe slowly stood up from the futon with his knees propped up, and patted the dust that did not exist on his legs:
"Then I should stand up, anyway, I can't catch it."
There are no fish in this lake, only strange beasts.
Standing up, the old man turned around.
And Xu Yinhe also saw the face of the other party, and frowned calmly.
The old man's face is old but very hale and hearty, and he can vaguely see that he was handsome and handsome that year, but a few purple and black veins spread from his neck and almost covered the whole face of the old man, and the white of his left eye was already half black.
Look at each other for a breath,
"Does this look in your eyes make me feel old?"
The old man bent down with a smile, and packed up the fishing gear:
"I'm really old, I haven't seen you in three years, let's go, accompany me to the island in the middle of the lake, just reminisce about the old days."
Xu Yinhe followed, but he didn't help carry the fishing gear, and the old man in the royal robe knew this and carried it himself.
The two of them stepped on the water and walked straight towards the island in the middle of the lake.
After walking a few steps in silence, Xu Yinhe suddenly spoke out in a low voice:
"Has your injury reached such a point?"
The old man’s voice was full of laughter, very leisurely:
"Don't you know my injury? It's good to be alive. But, don't you expect me to die?"
Xu Yinhe didn't deny it, nor did he agree, he was silent for a while and looked into the distance and said:
"There are not many people left from those days."
The old man shook his head:
"There are indeed not many left."
paused,
The old man glanced at Xu Yinhe and laughed lowly:
"It seems that you have encountered something good recently, and you are in a good mood?"
We met each other in the year of Dancing Elephant, and we have known each other for decades, and we can understand many things with just one word and one look.
Li Yaoxuan knows that this old friend is not someone who likes to nostalgia for the past and hurt the present.
And Xu Yinhe didn't reply him either.
The old man in royal robes understood clearly, carrying the fishing gear, and said leisurely:
"A good thing that can make you happy is a big bad thing for me"
While talking,
The old man in imperial robes took out a memorial from Xu Mijie, and handed it to Xu Yinhe:
"Let's see."
Xu Yinhe took it, but didn't look at it.
The old man asked:
"Don't you want to watch it?"
Xu Yinhe glanced down at the memorial in his hand:
"It's nothing more than the Wanxiang sect."
The old man smiled meaningfully:
"That's true. Using private soldiers to attack counties and sects enshrined by the imperial court is a crime enough for the nine tribes of barbarians."
Xu Yinhe looked back:
"Why talk about private soldiers, how about siege? Didn't the Wanxiang Sect already declare that this incident is that they entrusted our Xiangguofu to help them practice soldiers?"
The old man lowered his eyes and smiled, then said:
"Shengshan County needs a lot of money from the court for disaster relief, but the treasury is empty"
Speaking of this, stop here.
"After hearing about this, the president of the Tianan Chamber of Commerce felt sorry for Shuli and volunteered to donate 30 million taels of money and food."
The words fall,
The old man in imperial robe waved his hand, and the memorial in Xu Yinhe's hand ignited spontaneously out of thin air, and finally turned into ashes and sank into the deep pool.
With a few words, the old man and Xu Yinhe traveled a thousand meters to the island in the middle of the lake.
There is a terrace built here, with red and green tiles, which is extravagant.
Walking into the attic, the eunuchs and court ladies standing on both sides immediately knelt down to pay their respects.
The two walked all the way to the top of the attic and sat down.
The man in the python suit who disappeared just now reappeared and made tea and water for the two of them.
The breeze gently swayed the imperial robe behind him, and the old man looked at the sparkling lake:
"My third child has gone to the Wanxiang sect."
Xu Yinhe stopped drinking tea slightly:
"died?"
It seems to be asking another ordinary thing.
Hearing this, the ferocious veins on the old man's face seemed to smile:
"That kid has been running fast since he was a child."
Xu Yinhe continued to drink tea and commented:
"The third prince is very good."
The old man just laughed outright this time, with teasing:
"The third child is very good, much better than your third child, but it's a pity that I have never thought about my position. Of course, it may be that I didn't see it."
Xu Yinhe's expression was not happy or angry, and he said:
"Perhaps, the third prince and Yucheng have a deep brotherly relationship, and maybe they will have a good death if they don't fight."
Li Yucheng, the current crown prince.
Hearing this, the old man stared at Xu Yinhe with his purple-black pupils for a few breaths, and suddenly asked with a smile:
"Yin He, who do you think I should pass this on to, Prince?"
Regarding this topic involving the position of Datong, Xu Yinhe's voice is still low and calm:
"Why do you ask me about this?"
"You have power over me, so naturally I want to ask you what you mean." The old man laughed.
“.”
Xu Yinhe put down his teacup with a "dang" sound, the sound was not loud, but it was very loud at the top of the silent attic:
"Your life is not over, why worry?"
The old man coughed twice, and pointed to the blood and face at the corner of his mouth:
"Do you think this is the appearance of my unfinished life?"
Xu Yinhe smiled for the first time when he heard the words.
The falcon-like gaze slowly swept across the hidden formation in the sky, the man in the python suit beside him, the blue lake, and finally landed on the face of the old man in royal robes again.
His voice is slow:
"If Yaoxuan, your true life is not long, I will not come here."
The old man squinted his eyes, finally shook his head helplessly, and sighed:
"In front of you, my emperor really has no majesty at all."
Xu Yinhe shook his head:
“Everything we have now started with our thoughts back then.”
The old man seems to be chatting:
“That idea cannot be realized in one generation.”
Xu Yinhe asked:
"So compromise?"
"boom!"
The tea table in front of the two of them fell apart in an instant, and the air waves caused by the powerful Yuan Qi made their robes rattle.
On the top of the attic, there was no sound.
Without the desk table, the old man's hands were hanging in the air, the two old friends looked at each other as usual, and the man in the python suit still stood aside with downcast eyes.
Soon, the silence was broken by a rush of coughing.
The old man coughed up a large pool of black blood. The man in the python suit wanted to step forward, but he raised his hand to signal him not to move:
"Xu Yinhe, if we act now, the world will only become more chaotic. At the very least, we have to eliminate the surrounding alien races first."
Xu Yinhe's tone was neither urgent nor slow:
"Zongmen won't give us this chance, don't tell me you haven't received any news from the north."
The old man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a white cloth, and the atmosphere froze as if it was about to freeze.
Xu Yinhe got up slowly, walked to the window stepping on the sawdust on the ground, and turned his back to the old man:
"The war in the north is about to be lost."
The voice is calm, but with a touch of unidentified emotion.
The old man was speechless for a while.
Xu Yinhe turned around and looked at his old friend:
"Li Yaoxuan, the Zongmen will not sit back and watch us get rid of the surrounding aliens. Wu Yuan wants to kill the barbarian Yi Wang, but she has been surrounded by the Yi Wang in Dali Mountain, isolated and helpless."
“.”
The old man casually threw the blood-stained white cloth on the ground:
"What do you want to say?"
Xu Yinhe gently helped the smooth sandalwood window sill:
"Zong Qing was born near the Dingman River."
Dingman River is only three hundred miles away from Dali Mountain.
Hearing this, the old man smiled slightly, staring at the old friend in front of him, his eyes gradually turned cold:
"Xu Yinhe, is this your choice to coerce me?"
Xu Yinhe straightened his sleeves and bowed deeply to Emperor Dayan in front of him:
"If your Majesty understands it this way, then it is so."
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