Business firm Zhou asked: "Why is he?"

Xu Yourong said: "Because he will be Xinjun."

This war was initiated by her and the rest of the people. If the last one to win was the merchant boat, the emperor must change.

Chen Liuwang is the most suitable candidate, and is also the object that has been selected by the firm.

Shang Xingzhou did not deny it and said calmly: "Yes, he is the best of His Majesty Taizong's descendants, although not as good as His Majesty."

Xu Yourong said: "I really want to know that you have worked hard and educated your Majesty for more than 20 years, do you really want to?"

Shangxing Zhou was silent for a while, and said: "If your majesty is really persuaded by you, then you have to give up."

Xu Yourong said: "Have you ever thought that I might just be an illusion when I entered the palace that night?"

Shangxing Zhou said: "Your Majesty did not write to Luoyang."

Many days have passed, enough to write a very sincere letter.

But he did not receive it.

Xu Yourong understood what he meant.

This was the result she wanted to see.

Therefore, King Chen Liu must die.

If he died, even if Shangxing Zhou won the war, who would be the emperor?

Those ambitious Chen family princes will naturally drag the human race into chaos.

What is the point of the business firm fighting the war?

It was clearly early spring, but the wind was a little bit cold, and I could not feel any warmth.

There are green trees in the Tianshu Mausoleum, but the shrubs on both sides of the Shinto are dusty, and it looks a little listless.

The merchant boat looked out of the Tianshu Mausoleum, looked at the raised dust dragons, and knew that Xuanjia re-riding had half an hour to arrive, and his expression was still calm.

"He is an excellent young man, not easy to die."

"I knew him when I was very young, and I knew that he was very cautious and used to staying behind in doing everything."

"Yes, he is still far inferior to His Majesty Taizong, at some critical moments, lacking the courage to face the blood."

Shangxing Zhou turned to look at Xu Yourong and said, "And you have found his way?"

Xu Yourong said softly, "Not bad."

The gentle wind traverses the streets, and those buildings carrying historical dust have long learned not to be moved by so-called big events.

The royal palaces on both sides of Taiping Road were very quiet, or because their master had already gone to Tianshuling.

Chen Liuwang did not go, stayed, and sat in the flower hall of Wangfu, drinking tea quietly.

The figure of Wangfu master flashed continuously outside the window.

The tea in the porcelain bowl gradually cooled down, like his fingers holding the tea bowl.

He moved the tea bowl gently back to the table, and glanced under the window imperceptibly.

The floor there is covered with blue tiles, one of which is slightly smoother.

The back road is not a back door. On the contrary, at this moment, the back door is often the most dangerous place.

The back road arranged by Chen Liuwang for himself is just under the floor tile, which is a tunnel leading to Luoqu.

Since the beginning of the dynasty, Taiping Road has been the place where the dignitaries live. Those nobles who are attached to power and fear of accidents do not know how many tunnels have been dug.

After Zhou Tong took charge of the Qing officials, he dug a lot of tunnels again.

Those tunnels are as dense as a cobweb, and no one can figure it out except himself.

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"And Mo Yu."

Shangxing Zhou said to Xu Yourong: "The so-called back road is indeed easy to become a dead end."

Xu Yourong said: "Yes, so Chen Liuwang will die."

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Three years ago, when the snow was full of Kyoto, Chen Changsheng entered the Beibing Masi alley, and Zhou Tong hid in the underground prison.

When he talked to Xue He, he was folded and poisoned.

He struggled to escape from the underground passage to the outer house of Taiping Road, but he was still unable to get rid of the folded sleeve.

But what really made him desperate was the beautiful woman in the palace skirt who had been waiting for him in the outer house.

Mo Yu knows all his things, whether it is the outer house on the Taiping Road, or those extremely complicated tunnels.

Today, there are also people waiting for Chen Liuwang in the tunnel.

The people waiting for Chen Liuwang are the two aunts.

Walking down from the rockery of Luling Palace, there is a tunnel turning westward.

The tunnel leading from Xiangwang Mansion to Luoqu intersects this tunnel.

The two Taoists sat there cross-legged.

A Dao aunt looks calm and weak.

A Taoist's eyebrows were angry and thunderous.

It is the two ancestors of Nanxizhai who have the highest rank and the highest level, Huairen and Forgiveness.

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"I've always wanted to know where you let Huairen and Huaishu go to Beijing and plan to use them..."

Shangxing Zhou looked at Xu Yourong and said, "It turned out to be here."

Only then did Xu Yourong know that the two teachers and uncles had not been able to hide each other when they entered Beijing, saying, "Because it is the first kill, we must make every effort."

The firm shook his head and said, "In my opinion, this killing cannot succeed."

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"Please use tea."

Chen Liuwang picked up the teapot, filled three teacups, and then nudged forward for several weeks.

The tea in his tea bowl is cold, but the tea in the cup must be hot because it represents respect.

Sitting across from the three Tsing Yi Taoists, the essence in their eyes is restrained, seemingly ordinary, and occasionally the sleeves are slightly moved, but there is a sword spirit coming out, showing that the realm is extraordinary.

Especially the white-haired old man who seemed to be silent but gave an unfathomable feeling.

Very few people know that when the Shangzhou Zhou was at the Kyoto State College of Education and when it was avoiding Xining, Luoyang Changchun Temple was presided over by this old man.

Chen Liuwang only knew this today, and found that Dao Zun's chase was stronger than he thought.

With this half-step sacred old Tao on the side, plus two other Changchun Taoists, there are so many masters in the palace, he suddenly felt that he was a little too cautious.

Of course, if there is really a problem with Tianshuling, and the other party is really in power, you still have to go after all.

Chen Liuwang's eyes fell on the blue brick under the window again.

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"You put the strongest person beside Chen Liuwang, it seems that he really values ​​him."

Shang Xingzhou did not go on, but Xu Yourong understood what he meant and said indifferently: "Then he must die even more."

Shangzhou Zhou raised his eyebrows slightly, and was a little surprised, because Xu Yourong's expression did not change, it was still so calm.

It's not pretending to be calm, so far, any emotional disguise is meaningless and unnecessary.

Xu Yourong is really calm.

Because she is very confident that today Chen Liuwang will die.

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The Xiang Wang Mansion is very quiet. Those indifferent masters watched the surroundings cautiously, changing their positions from time to time without making any sound under their feet.

In the garden behind the flower hall, the two formations are watching the sand table intently, always preparing to adjust their defenses.

A man in Tsing Yi stood at the root of the wall, sagged his shoulders, his eyes closed, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

This person looked very ordinary, with an ordinary sword loosely attached to his belt.

But everyone who knows him knows that the reason why the sword is so loose is to facilitate the pulling of the sword. His shoulders are pulled down like this, which is also for the convenience of picking the sword.

The former is the habit he has kept since his debut, the latter is the change he made after seeing Wang Po in the city of Xunyang.

From standing to breathing to dressing, all of his details are for drawing swords.

So in this world, he is the one with the fastest sword.

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