The young official was all over him when he was carrying a sword that no one knew about the world.

But what he thought most about his mind was not today's Ding Ning, the cultivation of the former king's surprise dream and the purpose of returning to the Changling, but a few words that Ding Ning said to him.

He stopped to look at the long mausoleum that already had the wall.

The shadow of the huge wall covered the houses near the wall.

I don't know why, compared with the long mausoleum that there was no wall before, completely open, he suddenly felt uncomfortable and unaccustomed.

Close the door, whose is this long mausoleum?

In the minds of those who were in the sword field of Bashan, this long mausoleum was not exclusive to one person, but all long mausoleum people.

The young official understood some, he smiled bitterly, clasped the sword in his hand, and strode toward the direction of the military and horse's official residence.

The young official had nothing to hide from Ding Ning's appearance, including every word he met Ding Ning, which was very clear.

The young official was very calm.

In his opinion, the next Ding Ning's safety has nothing to do with him.

However, he did not notice the faces of the senior officials of the soldiers and horses at the scene.

The response from these senior officials has not been fierce.

Among them, the thoughts of the highest deputy director of the official rank are not even in the sword order in front of him.

The young official could not have known that the position he could not see on weekdays was too much higher than his magnate, but what he was thinking about was the palace under the Lishan.

The deputy director was thinking at this time, but this sword command and Ding Ningtang and the royal return to the Changling, in the streets through the news, can pass to the palace in the hands of the Yuanwu emperor.

From the beginning of the battle between the Yuanwu Emperor and the Queen Zheng Slee, no one of them could see Yuanwu.

However, the carriage carrying Zhao Gao was more frequent between Changling and the palace.

During this period, Emperor Yuanwu has more than once shown absolute trust in Zhao Gao, and even some shadow guards around Yuanwu in the past have begun to protect Zhao Gao's safety.

If the princes in the palace can express their opinions, these officials still have a struggle.

However, Fusu had long been imprisoned in the deep palace and could not participate in politics.

As for Hu Hai, he is more dependent on Zhao Gao than Yuanwu.

...

“Is the drug stronger and faster?”

In the black dormitory, the Yuanwu Emperor hangs, asking the leaned Zhao Gao.

Zhao Gao said, “I try as much as possible, but if I increase the strength of the medicine, I am afraid that many officials in the DPRK and China will oppose it.”

The voice of the Yuanwu Emperor was cold: "No one dares to object."

Zhao nodded his head and politely withdrew.

The carriage carrying Zhao Gao left the Afang Palace and returned to Changling.

When the new Danfang medicine was prepared by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, dozens of officials came to the front of Huhai's palace.

Zhao Gao and Hu Hai spoke in the study.

When these officials arrived at the door of the study, Zhao Gao and Hu Hai still sat opposite each other, I don't know what funny things, Hu Hai had a smile on his face, but when he saw these officials, he was full of impatience.

One of the most elderly officials came forward and expressed fierce opposition that several drugs in the Dan side may have a very negative impact on the future of Yuanwu.

Zhao Gao listened quietly.

He made no observations, nor did he get up, but ordered the garden outside the study.

In the garden, there is a deer garden.

In the garden, there are two deer.

Zhao Gao looked at the elderly official and all the officials behind him, pointed lightly at one of the deer, and said, “What is that?”

The old official stood still, "Nature is a deer."

Zhao Gao smiled coldly and said, “Clearly it is a horse.”

The elderly official and all the officials behind him were all stunned, but for a moment they could not react.

Zhao Gao turned back and stopped looking at these officials, “I said that horses are horses... as for your opinions, is it important?”

The old official's lips trembled for a long time, and he could not speak, but a mouthful of blood squirt out.

...

When these officials once again recognized that some things were leaving, Ding Ning's world swords had swept the world like a gust of wind and fast to the long mausoleum as the center.

Since the First World War between Zheng Slee and Yuanwu, it seems to have become somewhat unsavouredly fraught in the streets of Changling, and it has warmed up again.

Everyone knows that the horse has been seriously injured.

Today, however, Ding Ning said that he can choose any kind of absolutely fair way to fight.

Even many people who do not practice can come up with many ways to make duel fair.

Everyone is looking forward to this battle between Yuan Wu and Ding Ning.

In particular, the vast majority of people in the long mausoleum have seen the war that Wang dreamed of killing into the long mausoleum more than a decade ago.

When Yuanwu has now broken eight realms, and Ding Ning can put forward an absolutely fair war, everyone began to feel that Yuanwu owes a fair showdown with Ding Ning.

Just like Yuanwu and Zheng Sleeve's grievances were solved by a war.

The grievances between the former Bashan Sword Field and Yuanwu were resolved with such a war.

Especially when the news of the Qinqi battlefield came to attack the city, all the Qin people began to feel that the world's major events can already be solved with this battle.

What is the troll waiting for?

It is like watching a scene, watching a red actor who wants to see it but is delayed.

Everyone is looking forward to it and more eager.

“This horse is not a thing...”

With the passage of time, in a tavern somewhere in the long mausoleum one day, a drunk who drank too much alcohol could not help but curse a word of Yuanwu.

Blasming insults in the Great Tomb is something that was absolutely unimaginable in the past.

However, this curse seems to be a Martian that ignites the dry grass.

Only a few days later, the voice of insulting Yuanwu in the streets of Changling became more and more.

...

There was another rain in the tomb.

The rain is big.

In the rain, Zhao Gao's carriage came out of the palace.

However, this time, Zhao Gao's carriage was not a warm medicine soup.

Zhao Gao's carriage slowly disappeared into the rain curtain and disappeared on the road from Changling to the Afu Palace.

Also in this heavy rain.

A girl with an umbrella appeared on the slope of the sheep she had been in Lishan.

The girl looked at the completely ruined house, and her eyes were full of complex emotions.

She put down her umbrella and began to clean up the house in the rain.

It took her a long time to finally restore the collapsed shed to almost the original appearance of her old age.

She was very satisfied with the report of the knee in the bed in the shed, and the vitality of her body surged, dispelling the moisture in the shed.

However, there is still a lack of dishes, and there is also a lack of those things that cook rice.

She was a little stunned, or couldn’t help but sigh.