The Palace of the Buddy Prince.

In the room.

Li Ziye frowned, thinking about the flaws in Shanghuang's words.

If Emperor Shang didn't know about Taiyin and did not know about the affairs of the underworld, then there was no need for him to lie at all.

If the Shang Emperor knew about Taiyin, the secret behind it would be really thought-provoking.

"Brother Li, what were you talking about just now?"

Opposite the table, Xiao Xiao asked curiously.

"A little thing."

Li Ziye responded, briefly told the story of the Ming Dynasty and Tai Shang, looked at the girl in front of him, and asked, "Xiao Xiao, you are an outsider, you can see clearly, and help me determine if the Shang Emperor is lying."

"Lying must be a lie."

Xiao Xiao thought for a while and replied, "However, it is not easy to judge whether Taishang is in the palace or not. After all, there are too many possibilities in between."

When Li Ziye heard Xiao Xiao’s answer, he thought for a moment, nodded and said, “Indeed, there have been many variables after a thousand years. It is impossible to determine the truth just by just one or two sentences.”

"Brother Li, your Majesty is not simple."

Xiao Xiao looked worried and said, "Ambition and strength are equal. Since he dared to provoke the Confucian leader again and again, it means that the Great Shang royal family does have the trump card to fight against the Confucian sect."

"Royal water depth."

Li Ziye said calmly, "I never dared to underestimate the Majesty I am on."

"Brother Li, I'm a little worried about the Li family."

Xiao Xiao said seriously, "The Shang Emperor dares to provoke even the Confucian capital, then the Li family."

Speaking of this, Xiao Xiao paused and did not continue.

“No need to worry for the time being.”

Li Ziye threw the rice paper on the table into the brazier and replied, "Now that the Great Shang Dynasty is surrounded by enemies on many sides, the royal family will not choose to completely break up with the Li family at this time, unless."

After saying that, Li Ziye took the tongs and pounded the flying rice paper hard, and continued, "Unless there is any huge change in the Da Shang Dynasty, such as the first time the Confucians ascend to heaven."

He is really worried that the old man would die too early and that the saint ascended to heaven, and that it is not just the Da Shang Dynasty.

The Li family is now at a critical period of development and the least they want to see the chaos in Jiuzhou.

It's really troublesome.

The old man has lived for thousands of years, so he can't resist for another hundred and eighty years. When their generation dies, he will be in chaos wherever he loves.

While thinking, Li Ziye glanced at the girl in front of him and said, "Xiao Xiao, we will go to help Bai Niangniang treat her tomorrow. I have something to ask Bai Niangniang."

"Can you need to be cured in one go?" Xiao Xiao asked.

"Need not."

Li Ziye shook his head gently and said, "Look at the attitude of the Xu family first."

"I see."

Xiao Xiao responded with understanding.

At the same time, Tai Academy and East Court.

At the end of the game, Shang Huang put down the chess piece in his hand and stood up.

"Is Your Majesty going back?"

Opposite the chess table, Confucius also stood up and asked.

"There are still many political affairs in the palace to deal with."

The Emperor Shang responded absent-mindedly, "Sir, I will take one step first."

After the words came, the Shang Emperor did not stay any longer and turned around and left.

"Send to Your Majesty."

Confucius stood under the apricot blossom tree, watched Shang Huang leave, and said.

Outside the courtyard, the Shang Emperor walked out and his expression immediately became gloomy.

How could it be him?

Behind the rear, the three-foot sword followed quickly without saying a word.

"Little guy, have you figured out what to do?"

After Emperor Shang left, in the courtyard, Confucius asked while tidying up the chess pieces on the chessboard.

"Think about it."

In the room in the backyard of the Buyi King's Mansion, Li Ziye looked at the Feixian Art Technique on the table, continued to write and draw, and replied, "Go to talk to Bai Niangniang tomorrow."

"The white dragon may not be able to suppress the dragon energy of that palace."

Confucius reminded, "We must be fully prepared."

"I know, I'm ready."

Li Ziye looked at the pile of ghostly talismans on the table and said, "It's really not possible, I'll go there myself."

"Just."

In the East Courtyard of the Confucian Party, under the apricot blossom tree, Confucius whispered, "Your little force is not enough for the dragon to slap a claw."

"Old man, what you said is a bit hurtful."

Li Ziye threw the rice paper covered with ghost talismans into the brazier and burned it, saying, "Why am I a peerless genius who has just killed the Tianlong? Now, my legend is still circulating in the Da Shang Capital."

"You took advantage of the immunity to Red Thunder."

Under the apricot blossom tree, Confucius packed up the chessboard, carried it into the wooden house, threw it into the corner, and said calmly, "The dragon in the palace is a real existence that transcends the five realms."

"So what? Isn't it broken up by Dan Tai Jingyue once?" Li Ziye said indifferently in the room in the backyard of the royal mansion.

"She is almost the same as you. At that time, she took advantage of the situation."

Confucius walked out of the wooden house, came to the vegetable garden, and continued to play with his vegetables, saying, "If Bai Jiao can't suppress the dragon, you will give it to you for nothing if you go."

"Sir Religious, don't take it so seriously, I'll just talk about it casually."

In the backyard of the royal mansion, Li Ziye stopped the ink pen in his hand and smiled, "How could I take this risk myself? It's better for others to do such a dangerous thing."

"If you break through the palace and suppress the dragon, you can see clearly what's in the palace."

Confucius carefully checked the growth of the vegetables and reminded, "So, you have to work hard."

“It’s such a difficult task.”

Li Ziye said helplessly, "Old man, I found that I have been working for you all these years, and I haven't gotten any benefits yet."

"Didn't I give you the Book of Heaven?" Confucius said with a smile in the vegetable garden.

"Haha, thank you!"

In the palace, Li Ziye responded with a slight smile, "Can I refuse?"

"no."

Confucius smiled softly and replied, "You are the son of destiny. In the future, you must be enlightened. Besides, the Book of Heaven has chosen you, and it is too late to refuse."

"Old man, you are a forced buying and selling. In my hometown, you can give you a bad review."

Li Ziye said angrily, "Forget it, my requirements are not high. Tianshu, I can continue, but you must live a few more years."

"Try your best."

In the vegetable garden, Confucius looked at the lush green vegetables in the garden and said, "Little guy, your future burden is very heavy, you must be mentally prepared."

"Know."

In the backyard of the royal mansion, Li Ziye whispered, "You don't have to be too stressed. Later generations will have their own blessings. You have done enough for this world. Let us leave the rest of our lives to our juniors."

The next day.

After Li Ziye sent Nan'er to school, he took Xiao Xiao directly to the Beijing Mu Mansion.
Chapter completed!