Martial Cultivator

Just when many courtiers gathered in front of the palace gate and wanted to enter the palace to meet the saint, a news came from the imperial city at this moment. The courtiers who heard the news were startled, and then fell into silence. After that, without asking anyone to say anything, the group of courtiers turned around and left the gate of the Imperial City Palace, never mentioning the convening of the court meeting again.

Her Royal Highness the Princess of Daliang passed away.

The courtiers are not stupid, and they are not stupid because of their studies. Not all of them are righteous when they come to make trouble in front of the palace. A considerable number of them are actually just looking for fame, but it's okay that they didn't know the reason before. But now that we know the reason, it is actually reasonable for His Majesty the Emperor not to hold a court meeting these days. If they are still aggressive at this moment, let alone what the people in the world will think of it, just in the court hall, there may not be any Many court officials also supported them in this way.

So at this moment, shutting up is the best option.

Not far away, Taishi Ling and Zaifu, who were watching the courtiers slowly leaving, were silent for a long time.

Master Zaifu turned his head and glanced at Tai Shi Ling, and said softly, "The history pen is like a knife, will you strike more gently this time?"

Tai Shiling's face was expressionless, but his eyes were complicated. Even he looked a little moved at this moment.

The Emperor of Liang was first the king of the world, then the husband of his wife and the father of his daughter. As a minister, he naturally had to demand the Emperor of Liang with the requirements of a king, but what about after putting aside his status as a minister? That's just a middle-aged man who has lost his wife and daughter one after another.

Tai Shiling thought for a long time and shook his head.

Master Zaifu sighed and said, "Your temper may harm you one day."

Tai Shiling said calmly, "Since you have chosen to be a historian, you must be worthy of history. Personal life and death are not important."

Lord Zaifu did not persuade his good friend too much, but just said with emotion, "After all, our Emperor is also a human being. We are separated from each other by life and death. Isn't it possible that a heavy rain can make him soaked all over?"

After saying this, Lord Zaifu waved in the distance, and soon someone brought an oil-paper umbrella. He opened the oil-paper umbrella, and Lord Zaifu left slowly.

Taishi Ling looked at the palace wall in front of him and was silent for a long time.

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The funeral affairs of Her Royal Highness the Princess were handled by the Ministry of Rites as usual, but unlike the previous queen who passed away, there was not that much noise this time. After the officials from the Ministry of Rites reported the plan according to the old system, there was no objection from the palace. A minister of the Ministry of Rites suddenly had a whim and figured out the emperor's thoughts. He wanted to bury the princess in the queen's mausoleum as a companion. He originally thought that his idea would definitely be approved by his majesty, but after the final document was handed over, Lost in the sea

, no reply.

This actually made the Minister of Rites frightened for a long time. He originally thought that this would bring him closer to the Emperor, but in the end he was just being sentimental. Fortunately, in the end, the Emperor did not do anything, let alone give him small shoes overtly or covertly. Only then did the Minister of Rites completely let go of his hanging heart.

After the funeral of Her Royal Highness the Princess was settled, the sky in the divine capital became visibly colder. The autumn rain came one after another. Many people in the divine capital were preparing for a rainy day and had already begun to prepare charcoal for the winter. Prepare now, of course. It's a little early, but as time goes by, if we don't prepare earlier, then when winter comes, the price of charcoal will naturally rise. Rich people may not care, but for other people, they can actually save money on expenses throughout the year. It is a good thing to save a sum of money on the next one. After all, what can’t be used for the money saved? Buying a new set of clothes for a daughter-in-law who has no new clothes all year round, and buying a few more bunches of candied haws for a child who is clamoring for them are both joyful things.

As a few autumn rains stopped, the city of God rarely welcomed a few sunny days. However, as the autumn rain stopped temporarily, a news spread among the mansions of the big shots.

Unlike the news that Her Royal Highness the Princess was seriously ill, which they didn't care about, this news immediately touched the hearts of many people as soon as it came out.

In the small pavilion in the middle of the lake in the academy, the dean is eating hot pot today.

The delicacies of this old Shu land were actually introduced to Shendu many years ago. However, the people in the north are not used to the spicy taste, and only a few people like it. Therefore, it is difficult to find real authentic hot pot in Shendu, Dean. He didn't like it very much. In the past few years, he had eaten it only a few times, but today he suddenly got interested and wanted to have a meal. The dean was actually looking at the chili and Sichuan peppercorns tumbling in the copper pot. Then there was no interest.

Wei Xu was waiting on the side, looking at the bright red soup, he had no interest.

The dean sighed and said, "Some people have no conscience. It's hard to come here but they don't know how to meet."

Wei Xu was startled and couldn't understand what his husband said, but he didn't care. Instead, he asked, "Have you heard about the news circulating in the capital of Gods?"

The dean glanced at Wei Xu and asked curiously, "What's the news? I'm not as powerful as you."

"Sir, you are joking." Wei Xu didn't show off, and said straight to the point, "It's been rumored by both the government and the public that your Majesty met the Demon Emperor again not long ago."

The dean hummed indifferently, "In Chixinguanwai, that person

The viewer is also there. "

Wei Xu nodded and continued, "Your Majesty has discussed a matter with the Demon Emperor and the Temple Master, and it has been decided."

The dean said, "It's nothing more than a mutual test. The two sides may not be able to fight in the past few years, or they may not want to fight again, but they have lived quietly like this for many years. It seems that no one is willing to accept it."

Wei Xu said, "The demon emperor wants to know the future of the human race. His Majesty also wants to know the future of the demon race and the situation outside Fang. As for the monks outside Fang, they also want to know the current situation of Daliang. It is a three-way game."

The dean nodded, "Stop beating around the bush, just say what you want."

Wei Xu said softly, "The academy seems not suitable for getting involved."

The dean smiled and said, "Are you worried about your junior sister, or are you worried about something else?"

Wei Xu said nothing.

The dean glanced at the hot pot in front of him, then stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a pair of chopsticks. He saw that what he picked up was Maodu, and he lost his mood. He put down his chopsticks and said, "Although the academy is in the capital of the gods, it doesn't seem to be affiliated with it. Relationship. As the dean of the academy, I can naturally stop whatever your majesty wants to do, but in this matter, I don’t have to say anything.”

The dean suddenly became angry as he thought about it, "It's not like you don't know what kind of person your little junior sister is!"

Wei Xu looked at the dean, "But I'm afraid the junior sister's current level is not enough."

The dean snorted coldly, "Then just count on that brat."

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The city of God seemed like a quiet lake at the moment, but under the lake, there was an undercurrent surging.

"Dried cowpeas stewed with dried bamboo shoots. I've been thinking about this for a long time. My sister-in-law's cooking is as good as ever. It's really good."

Just when many people were concerned about the news, Chen Chao was having dinner at Song Lian's house.

The woman listened to Chen Chao's praise with a smile on her face, "You can eat if you like. If you have nothing to do, come to my sister-in-law to take care of yourself."

Chen Chao sighed and said, "That's not necessarily the case. He works as an errand under Mr. Song. Whether he can come or not depends on his face."

Song Lian, who was having a big meal, got black marks for no reason, and his face became a little ugly. However, before he opened his mouth, he was glared hard by the woman next to him, and Song Lian felt aggrieved.

"Don't worry about him. You can come whenever you want. My sister-in-law has the final say!"

The woman gave Chen Chao a large piece of dried bamboo shoots with chopsticks, and then asked with a smile, "I heard from Brother Song that you also have a girl you like. When are you going to get married? Don't hide it then. My sister-in-law is Must come.”

Chen Chao smiled awkwardly, "Don't worry, don't worry, we haven't reached that point yet."

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Song Lian poured cold water and said, "This boy wants to marry, but that girl may not want to marry. There is still a long way to go."

After hearing this, the woman glared at Song Lian again.

Song Lian had no choice but to lower his head and continue eating.

"According to my sister-in-law, if you like her, you should catch her as soon as possible. Don't be like your brother Song, who can't beat a fart with eight sticks."

Chen Chao smiled and just nodded.

The meal was very comfortable. In the end, Chen Chao touched his already bulging belly and sat in the yard with Song Lian to bask in the sun, while the woman went to clear away the dishes.

Song Lian, who was picking out his teeth with a bamboo stick, glanced at the woman's back and said with emotion, "Actually, your sister-in-law is right. This emotional matter cannot wait."

Chen Chao retorted with a cold face, "Do you think you are an ordinary woman? You can chase her if you want, marry if you want to marry?"

Song Lian laughed, "Then who's to blame? Who told you that you have to like such a woman?"

Chen Chao remained silent.

Song Lian then said seriously, "Do you know the news circulating these days?"

Chen Chao shook his head listlessly, "I don't know."

Song Lian sneered, "Can you not know? You don't want to know, right?"

Chen Chao rubbed his belly and said nonchalantly, "Do you really think I can refuse? This is not a matter of just one word from His Majesty."

Song Lian smiled, nodded and said with a smile, "That's the truth, but will your boy be able to work hard by then?"

Chen Chao raised his head and looked at Song Lian with a look of disbelief on his face, "Sir, you and I are officials in the same dynasty, and this is how you view me? My character, sir, don't you know? What kind of person am I, sir, don't you know?"

Song Lian frowned, then quickly said with a smile, "It's hard to say, anyway, I feel very vague now."

Chen Chao rolled his eyes.

Song Lian patted Chen Chao on the shoulder and said earnestly, "I know one truth anyway, that is, when the time comes, in addition to competing with the monster clan, you will also have to compete with the group of young people in the north."

Chen Chao frowned and said, "They are all working for the imperial court, so there is nothing to argue about."

Song Lian shook his head and said with a smile, "You think so, but they may not think so too."

Chen Chao was silent for a moment and asked, "What's the specific time? Next spring?"

Song Lian did not answer him directly, but just said, "His Majesty has issued an order. The guarding envoys will also go to the next court meeting."

Chen Chao asked, "Do I know?"

Song Lian raised his eyebrows and said, "Did you fucking forget that I am the commander of the left guard!"