Chapter 93

"It was September, when they were fighting against Tartars and won a great victory, the other side suddenly killed all the elites." Dongfanghe turned and opened the window.

The spring breeze is just right, and everyone is quiet in the air.

However, behind the tranquility and serenity, how many people are carrying a heavy load.

He remembered that the wind on that day was as gentle as it is today.

The enemy has weapons that they have never seen before. They are not as big as bows and arrows. They are the size of their palms. They are dark and can shoot from a distance. The things they shoot out are faster than arrows. They have fire and are extremely lethal.

Although Su Li had never seen such a weapon before, according to Dongfang he's description, it should be similar to the modern Shou gun. I didn't expect that someone had invented it so early.

They're just a small team, and they've lost a lot.

At the critical moment, a general named Lu Huo stood in front of him and blocked the fatal blow from the other side.

They have been fighting side by side for many years, and they have been soaked in blood together.

Dongfang he, who has always been lacking in expression, stares at his best friend falling in front of him.

On that day, the soldiers who followed did not even dare to recall that Dongfang he seemed to have turned into a killing God. No matter how ferocious his weapons were, they could not stop him.

Affected by him, his morale was greatly boosted, and he took those people and seized those weapons.

After that, Dongfang he only said, "in three months, we will build a more fierce weapon!"

Two months later, the weapon was made. To commemorate the road fire, it was called "road fire".

This weapon is invincible. For many years, people in the surrounding countries are afraid of provocation.

Until then, the South invented the "God of fire.".

"There is only one woman in Luhuo, who has just been in the church for five months. Before he died, he asked me to protect her."

He looked out of the window, but his breath suddenly became cold, and the whole room, centered on him, quickly became condensed.

Even the teacup around, there is no heat.

People's breathing is going to stop.

"Sorry," Su Li stood behind him and put his arms around his waist.

She felt sorry for Mrs. Lu, but she didn't know. Soon after, Mrs. Lu almost killed her!

There's a body on the back.

Dongfang he's body trembled, and the blood at the bottom of his eyes dispersed. His hand raised slightly and pressed her hands.

The tentacles are warm and cool.

……

In the afternoon, the court heard that Zhao Guanlin had returned home and could not go out without the king's order.

And after that, there's another one.

That is, agree to Leng Yun and Li's request.

Her daughter Zhao Zihan is going to get married, but her parents live in two places.

Su Li picked up the needle and thread. She had learned embroidery before, but now she can't make it.

"Green Joe repeatedly ridiculed," Miss, this is a needle, not a mallet. "

"Ah, miss, this is a mandarin duck. Are you sure it's not a duck?"

Is always no expression of Fu Ying, can't help but lips.

Su Li put down her needle and thread in chagrin. Forget it, she lost to this thing.

"Miss, don't you want to embroider dowry? That's why I gave up? " Green Joe covered his mouth and snickered. He was worried about this period of time, and now he was the happiest.

Su Li pursed her lips. "If I came in person, I would never get married."

"Bah, bah, bah," green Joe said quickly, "you can't say such a thing."

Su Li helpless smile, but when it comes to dowry, now, should be almost.

"Fu Ying, how long has Mo Ruyi been waiting?" Her face returned to the usual, a pair of eyes, such as the Milky way.

Fu Ying looked at the sky and said, "half an hour."

"Then go and see her." Su Li changed into a white suit and went out over the wall with Fu Ying.

And green Joe, once again, gloriously pretends that miss is lying in bed.

Mrs. Xu stretched her head towards the inside. Although she was caught last time, Su Li still brought her back. She had so many handles on her wife's side that now she can only continue to be their eyes.

……

The contact point of Qilin Pavilion is located in a small teahouse.

The teahouse auctioned by Linghe Pavilion is across the street.

Su Li sat behind the curtain, put her hand on the teapot, felt the heat, and threw a piece of tea in.

The smell of tea filled the room.

Mo Ruyi pushed the door in and sat opposite. They could not see each other through the curtain.

"The princess took the time to come. Thank you first." Su Li nodded to the servant girl beside him, and the servant girl brought out the tea.

Mo Ruyi looked at the light green tea and said with a faint smile, "it's the princess who should thank you. According to what you said, the princess is really free, but unfortunately, the time is limited. Besides, the Xiling Kingdom has given my father and emperor the letter of nations. Soon, my brother will come."Mo Yichen is the crown prince of the southern kingdom. He won't leave easily. This time, he will come in person only when he receives the letter of state.

But once she arrives, she will choose to marry, which is the last result she wants.

"What does the princess want?" Even though she can't see each other, Su Li seems to have insight into people's hearts.

Mo Ruyi is slightly stunned. There is a flash of cold light in his eyes. The owner of Qilin Pavilion knows too much.

"Princess, the dragon does not oppress the local leader. If you want my life, you always have to think about the consequences." Su Li took a sip of the tea in her hand. Her voice was not urgent, but with a kind of irresistible pressure.

It's easy to control your mind.

Mo Ruyi clenched the cup, the heat was burning the palm of his hand, and his wrist was sore.

"The Lord of the pavilion is so thoughtful," she put down her tea cup for a long time and said with a smile, "how could the princess treat her benefactor like this?"

Su Li smiles and doesn't respond.

The quiet air in the room seemed to coagulate.

……

Dongfang he looks at the people on the Dragon chair with a deep look, unwilling to say a word.

Many ministers have been bribed more or less for a long time. Now that the prime minister leaves office, the ownership of the Imperial Academy has become a problem, but in these people's eyes, it is very simple.

That is, King Jing is in charge.

"My son's minister, He De, he can't dare to be in this position," said the eastern wing arch, modest and indifferent.

The Ministry of rites said, "His Royal Highness King Jing has devoted himself to the country and the people. Now he is in charge of the Imperial Academy, which is also popular."

The Ministry said, "His Royal Highness King Jing has rich knowledge, which is enough to serve the public."

The Ministry continued, "I'm willing to guarantee that if his royal highness King Jing is in charge of the Imperial Academy, there will be a new atmosphere for scholars in the future."

Dongfang Tuo still didn't speak, just glanced at Dongfang he.

The King Mu didn't want to fight, but he narrowed his eyes, just like the fox hiding at the end, no one dared to underestimate.

The Ministry of war and the Ministry of punishment don't participate in it. They stand on one side and try their best to reduce their sense of existence.

The others looked at each other, not knowing what the emperor was thinking.

However, he has made all the preparations. Unless someone can communicate with heaven, the Imperial Academy must belong to King Jing.

Who doesn't know that this is his own son, who will inherit the grand unification in the future.

Dongfang Tuo gave a "um" and finally spoke.

Everybody's heart is hanging.

It's finally about to be announced.

Oriental wing face is not a bit of joy, he thought, Su Li used so much thought to let the Imperial Academy in charge of the vacancy, in the end is for what.

"Is there anything else Aiqing wants to say?" Dongfang Tuo casually asked, the ministers at the bottom were all a burst of abdominal Fei.

When is it? Who is still talking? King Mu has been defiant for so many years, and the ministers have chosen king Jing, a courteous and virtuous corporal. Now, who is willing to speak for Dongfang he?

"I have something to play!"

When everyone felt that this matter was certain, the sudden voice made everyone's heart tremble.

Then, the eyes brush toward the sound source.

When he saw that the speaker was a five grade little Hanlin, he looked contemptuously.

So young, such a small official position, dare to talk, I don't know how to die.

There is only contempt in these people's hearts, and they have never noticed why such a small official took part in today's discussion.

Dongfang Tuo nodded, "go ahead."

"Chen," Shen Moyu suddenly knelt down and knocked his head three times. "He wanted to offer himself to be a Bachelor of the Imperial Academy."

What?

All they felt was that they had heard the joke.

Even if this person used to be a champion, it doesn't need to be so loud.

Still a bachelor? It's a brain drain.

"Emperor," the Minister of rites also knelt down, "Weichen, I'm afraid Shen Hanlin is not in his mind, so I'd better let Su Yuanling have a look."

Shen Moyu is devout and solemn. "I'm not ill. I'm willing to be responsible for my words and deeds. This is my memorial. Please take a look at it."

"Present it!"

Dongfang Tuo obviously wants to use this champion to break the current situation.

Everyone knows that the emperor likes King Mu, but now he is unwilling to harm the interests of most people.

The Minister of the Ministry of official said, "emperor, even if Shen Hanlin is ambitious, the time to the Hanlin academy is still short. I'm afraid he is inexperienced and can't take up this great task."

After a pause, he said, "but Shen Hanlin is really a talented person. He can follow the future bachelor. In time, he will be a pillar."

Slap, give back sweet date?

Shen Moyu knelt on the ground, his heart like a mirror.

Ear, only that woman's gentle voice.——Do you want revenge?

The world will not treat the real talented people badly. I will help you.

Today is the time for you to turn over. If you don't succeed, you will succeed.

Dongfang Tuo had just finished reading the memorial, but his face was heavy.

Other ministers are also playing Tai Chi and refuse to admit Shen Moyu.

Because everyone knows that as long as Shen Moyu doesn't succeed, he will become a ghost after today.

But the next second!

The memorial in Dongfang Tuo's hand suddenly fell on the ground, just beside Shen Moyu's knee!

Is this Long Yan's anger?

The crowd knelt down in a hurry.

"Oh, I want you to have a good look at this memorial. After reading it, I'll see if Shen Moyu is qualified."

Oriental wing frowns, suddenly aware of what, slant to see to the side of the east he.

The latter, with his lips hooked, is also looking over.

Four eyes opposite!