Gao Lishi poured the cooked tea into the Ming Emperor and Yao Daoyan each, then left here and moved his body behind. In this way, he could not only protect His Majesty's safety, but also avoid hearing His Majesty's conversation with Mr. Yao.

This is all the habits that Gao Lishi has been doing over the years, and it is also the "rules" that he should abide by as a slave.

Raising the teacup, Minghuang gently stroked the mouth of the teacup, "Sir, the note from the fief of King Liang was pressed into the imperial study room by me."

Yao Daoyan came to the stove and added a few pieces of charcoal to the stove. "What is your Majesty doing?"

After a cup of tea was eaten, Emperor Ming put the tea cup on the table, and Gao Lishi once again filled his majesty with tea, "Let's take it out after your birthday, I want to take it off."

Yao Daoyan sat opposite the Emperor Ming, his expression did not change at all, "It was proposed by the Imperial Concubine."

Emperor Ming was a little embarrassed and hurriedly drank another cup of tea to cover it up, "Sir, what he said is out of standard, can't I want to take a break?"

Yao Daoyan shook his head and pointed to the outside and said, "The old Duke of Wei was killed on the pillar outside the hall that day. If Your Majesty can still be calm, then Your Majesty will be a qualified monarch, and the old minister will soon go to see the late emperor."

When it comes to Duke Wei, Emperor Ming was a little sad and missed. After all, if Duke Wei had not stabilized the situation in the court when he was fighting with his brothers the most powerfully, Emperor Ming could not imagine what the Ming Dynasty would have become.

He was a kind and kind old man. He was a monarch and minister with his grandfather all his life, and was a good friend who could say everything and was forced to death by himself.

It's just a hereditary one. The friendship between the Xu family and the Li family has not been exchanged for many years?

It’s all because I drank a few more drinks at Yu Niang’s place at that time. Drinking alcohol made things worse.

"Sir, what should I do."

Yao Daoyan was helpless and sighed, "Since Your Majesty chose to hide the news of the old Duke's death, then continue to hide it. After the birthday, this matter can be used to choose the crown prince for Your Majesty."

When Emperor Ming heard that he had a solution to his headache recently, he hurriedly sat upright and looked at Yao Daoyan.

He asked, "Sir, do you think this is true?"

Yao Daoyan glanced at Emperor Ming. What is the difference between His Majesty now and the His Majesty entrusted to him by the previous emperor? Except for having a little plan and a little imperial mind, everything is no different from that time.

"Since Your Majesty chooses to take action against Jie Chen, it is equivalent to telling the world that Your Majesty's determination to eliminate Buddha."

Emperor Ming was a little embarrassed because his gentleman was born in Buddhism, not to mention that the Jiming Temple under his feet was built for his husband, but now he wants to destroy the Buddha, he is a little embarrassed to see him.

Yao Daoyan smiled, "Your Majesty

There is no need to be so. Although the destruction of Buddha is inevitable for Your Majesty, then the old minister will not be so important."

"Sir, I..."

The Ming Emperor was about to explain, but was interrupted by Yao Daoyan, "Your Majesty, if you are hesitant to make decisions, then the old minister will have no face to see the late emperor under the ground."

Emperor Ming sat there, his voice crying and complaining, "Sir, but then I have no relatives."

Yao Daoyan gently bowed to Emperor Ming, "Your Majesty, it's not a waste of time for me to call me alone. The previous emperor also experienced these things back then."

"The old minister has lived long enough and should have died long ago. It's just that I have a regret in my life that I have been in my heart for a long time."

Emperor Ming asked anxiously: "Sir, what's the matter?"

Yao Daoyan recalled his expression and sat there, recalling for a long time, "In Luoyang, the old minister assisted the emperor, but the prince had a counselor who was extremely wise and full of tricks. Even the old minister could only barely deal with it and could not beat him."

Emperor Ming suddenly realized and said to Yao Daoyan: "Sir, is it..."

"That's right, Pang Juan, whose pseudonym was Zhao Duo. This person is from Guigu, who is the first disciple of Guigu, and is proficient in the hundreds of scriptures."

"I think that person should have died long ago, and it should not be found. If Your Majesty finds the successor of Guigu one day, then Your Majesty must keep him by his side. The successors of Guigu are the best candidates for counselors. At that time, it can be said that the crown prince chosen by Your Majesty can sit firmly in peace and have a good weather within a hundred years."

Emperor Ming stood up, bent down to salute Yao Daoyan, Gao Lishi, who was kneeling behind, hurriedly got up, and put his hands on both sides.

"Thank you for your advice, sir."

Yao Daoyan stood up, put his hands behind him, walked into the wind and snow in one step, and went to the Sutra Pavilion. Today's coursework has not been completed yet, so we must not delay it.

Chang'an City, a small alley without a name.

The two pots of wine in front of Ding Yixiu and Zhou Liyuan were already empty, and the roast chicken on the table disappeared, but looking at the chicken bones at the door, you should be able to guess the general whereabouts.

"Why did you choose to come back today?"

The heavy snow outside started to fall from the morning. Zhou Liyuan should have returned from Xuzhou after he calculated the day, but he never expected the heavy snow today.

Zhou Liyuan was silent for a moment and spoke slowly, "Today is the Master's death day."

Ding Yixiu, who was shaking his rocking chair leisurely, stopped and leaned on the ground, put his head on the other side.

It turns out that I killed my master many years ago today? This heavy snow came well.

"Oh, do you want to avenge your master?"

Zhou Liyuan lay down behind, looking at the spiritual position behind, tears flowed out of his eyes, "I dreamed, but I know I can't beat you, and it's even more impossible to kill you."

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Ding Yixiu glanced at his junior brother Zhou Liyuan next to him, and it was rare to be tactful. "Although you have mediocre qualifications in practicing swords, your IQ is enough."

Zhou Liyuan wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and said a little dissatisfied, "You can't practice swords. My master said that I was a swordsman who was rare in a century."

Ding Yixiu's eyes swept across the room, and when he passed by the spiritual position, he paused slightly, "The wizard, I am in my thirties now, and I have reached the level of swordsmanship, sixth or seventh."

Ding Yixiu raised his long sword and pointed to the heavy snow outside, "When I competed with Qiming with him, I only practiced to the eighth level and tied with him. You must know that Qiming was a person who had competed with Li Taibai, who had not yet achieved great success in the swordsmanship."

“So what?”

Ding Yixiu was so upset by his stupid junior brother that he could not beat him, but he didn't want to give in and wanted to get some advantage.

Before Ding Yixiu could say anything, a voice came from the wind and snow, "Well, have a little bit of your master's demeanor."

Ding Yixiu suddenly stood up, squinted his eyes, and carefully looked at the black shadows walking in the wind and snow. Zhou Liyuan looked solemn and held the long sword behind him.

"I don't know which senior is so happy that he eavesdropped on the conversation between us brothers."

"Boy, don't use words to motivate me. When I was practicing martial arts, you were not born yet."

While speaking, a white-haired old man in zither clothes walked into the room. Behind the old man, a man in eunuch's clothes stood behind him.

"Why don't you believe it?" Gu Kaizhi looked at Zhou Liyuan and Ding Yixiu's somewhat puzzled eyes and laughed, "I stand here and let you take a knife. As long as I take a step back, then I will turn around and leave. How about it?"

Ding Yixiu was silent for a moment, walked out in one step, clasped his fists at Gu Kaizhi and said, "I dare to ask who is the last name?"

Gu Kaizhi spoke slowly, and his aura soared into the sky, "I am Gu Kaizhi."

Ding Yixiu and Zhou Liyuan were both shocked and speechless.

Thirty years ago, when Li Taibai first came out of the world, he set off a wave of practicing swordsmanship. Liu Qing, a master of swordsmanship like a mountain, was very dissatisfied with this, so the dispute over swords in the world began. However, when the dispute over swords in the world was the most intense, an old man did not use any weapons, but just used his fists to enter Northern Qi alone, and fought against all the top ten masters in Northern Qi, without any defeat. After that, he safely returned to the Ming Dynasty. For a time, the whole world knew about this old man, Gu Kaizhi.

Standing behind him, Wu Yong looked at the environment here, which was extremely bad. If this cheap master hadn't brought him here, he might have never entered this ghost place in his life. Even when he and Wang Yi and the others were running away, there would be no worse environment than this.

Ding Yixiu asked Gu Kaizhi: "I wonder what the hell is there to do when I come here?"
Chapter completed!