A phoenix chariot galloped on the imperial road.

Princess Jingsheng was like a crazy woman, with her hair disheveled, and herself driving the phoenix chariot, desperately whipping the three-headed green phoenix pulling the cart with a long whip. She screamed hysterically, rushed all the way and headed straight to the imperial city.

In front of the gate of the imperial city, several guards stopped the phoenix chariot. Before they could ask, Princess Jingsheng had waved a long whip and hit them in the face, making several guards covered in blood and rolling around on the ground.

"Your Majesty, Princess Xuan Jingsheng's visit." Princess Jingsheng vented hysterically for a while. An old eunuch with a white face and no beard walked out of the breeze, and ran out of the palace lightly, screaming from afar, saving the lives of several guards.

"I, remember you!" Princess Jingsheng pointed at several guards covered in blood, scolded them viciously, then jumped off the phoenix chariot and ran in with anger.

The old eunuch looked at Princess Jingsheng running wildly, then looked at the several guards who were lying on the ground and gasping for breath. He sighed and waved his hand. Many guards who were silent on the side rushed up, helped a few unlucky comrades up and moved them to the barracks beside him for treatment.

The old eunuch murmured in a low voice: "In those days... even if the prince is noble, who dares to make a fuss at the gate of the imperial city? Alas, a little princess who has married outside dares to whip the imperial guards, this Jin..."

The old eunuch looked around vigilantly, and finally swallowed the word "to play" back into his belly.

I spent my whole life in the Dajin Palace and was considered an old sparrow who had experienced strong winds and waves. The old eunuch knew what to say and what not to say. He shook his head, and the breeze lingered under his feet, and quickly chased Princess Jingsheng.

There are restrictions in Anyang City and cannot fly.

The ban in the imperial city is more stringent than in Anyang City. Not to mention flying, even if the speed of running is slightly faster, it will be under tremendous pressure. Even if the running speed breaks through a certain preset limit, it will directly trigger the suppression and attack of the formation.

Princess Jingsheng could only run slightly faster than an ordinary person at full speed, gritting her teeth, panting heavily, and running wildly into the depths of the palace, and coming to the Yangxin Pavilion where Sima Xian worked hard on studying.

The Lord of Wenhua Palace in the Great Jin Dynasty, the Four Royal Arts worshipped Gu Haoran, and several other close ministers of Sima Xian were in the Yangxin Pavilion.

Gu Haoran bought an ancient scroll from somewhere, which was a majestic map of the mountains and mountains. Sima Xian, together with a few ministers, and several very identifiable old eunuchs were standing beside the desk, enjoying the ancient scroll with his breath.

"Everyone's work, everyone's work." Sima Xian sighed sincerely: "It's a pity, it's a pity that such a masterpiece was gnawed by a mouse when it was signed... It's really... I don't know which masterpiece is this?"

The ancient scroll is preserved seven or eight inch intact, and the main part of the scroll is roughly intact, with only the signature and some appreciation. The collection and seal are quite damaged. Although this ancient painting is magnificent and is a masterpiece, I don’t know which ancient master’s work is made for a while.

However, this also aroused the interests of Sima Xian and others.

Such ancient paintings are very suitable for Sima Xian. Being able to identify the ins and outs of an ancient painting is much more interesting than going to the court to intrigue with a group of civil and military officials.

Especially... in the court now, is there anything else that needs to be managed by Sima Xian?

In the war with Dawu, all the strategists were left to Linghu Qingqing to control. Seventy percent of the generals were in hand, and about 80% of the troops in the Great Jin Divine Kingdom were under the control of Linghu. In this battle, Sima Xian had no room for his opinion.

Finally, a "Huo Xiong" emerged, and Sima Xian was also preparing to let "Huo Xiong" show his power in the southwest, so that he could accumulate more contributions and gain some of the power in the army...

The Linghu clan's forces could not wait to take action, and directly replaced "Huo Xiong" with Linghu Song, allowing "Huo Xiong" to return directly from the front line.

These things are all tears.

Sima Xian was too lazy to think too much, so he was immersed in the artistic conception of the painting. Through the handwriting of the refined and experienced masters, he seemed to be communicating with the unknown master in his soul and blending with each other. He was able to deeply understand some of the sporadic thoughts of this master when he wrote.

"This guy should not be a native of my Great Jin... His writing skills are so powerful, he should be a native of the southeastern generation of Dawu and a wild and evil domain." Sima Xian narrowed his eyes and realized it for a while, stretched out his hand and gently knocked on the desk in front of him.

Gu Haoran and others frowned, stared at the scroll without saying a word.

With a "boom", the gate of Yangxin Pavilion was kicked open by Princess Jingsheng. She rushed in like a ball of burning fire, and suddenly fell to Sima Xian's feet and burst into tears.

Sima Xian's eyes twitched violently a few times.

He stretched out his hand and patted his forehead: "Jing Sheng, um, um, I just... I heard that you were playing at the palace gate? Hey, hey, what's the big deal? Well, why are you crying? Did Zhao Xiu bully you? Or what?"

Princess Jingsheng's eyes whirled, and she cried loudly: "Your Majesty, Duke Yuzhou..."

Sima Xian's face suddenly became gloomy. He looked at Princess Jingsheng and said slowly: "Yuzhou is Yuzhou of Yuzhou Duke... Jingsheng, why are you crying? Well, someone bullies you? Or what?"

Princess Jingsheng immediately put aside her idea of ​​telling Wu Tieyi in front of Sima Xian. She screamed hysterically: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you want to make the decision for this palace... Is there any king's law in Anyang City?"

Princess Jingsheng was crying, and the elite army directly under the general's headquarters killed all her confidants at the door of her mansion, with heads and corpses piled up all over the floor, and then she left, saying that she did not even restrain her bones.

"Are they still soldiers from the Great Jin Dynasty? They... robbed the Chamber of Commerce unscrupulously, raided the house and destroyed the clan unscrupulously, and killed people in the street unscrupulously... Woo, Your Majesty, how could they do this?"

Princess Jingsheng cried so hard that her face was full of tears, and she was so angry that she almost passed away.

Sima Xian's face looked ugly.

He remembered the suggestion that Linghu Qingqing, in the court, severely cracked down on those profiteers and used military law to recruit materials from profiteers in order to make up for the consumption of military funds and weapons.

Sima Xian originally thought that this was a trivial matter.

In fact, this is indeed just a small matter for the huge Jin Dynasty Kingdom.

Some unscrupulous merchants will be destroyed if they are destroyed. As long as the people who produce resources are still there, are they afraid that they will not be able to find the merchants to replace them?

But now it seems that this matter is not simple.

Is Linghu Qingqing coming for Princess Jingsheng?

Although Sima Xian was unanimously recognized by all the civil and military officials of the court as a fool, and unanimously recognized that he was the largest foolish monarch in the history of the Great Jin Dynasty, he was not stupid.

Staring straight at Princess Jingsheng, Sima Xian asked coldly: "Why did you offend Zuo Prime Minister?"

Princess Jingsheng looked at Sima Xian blankly: "I... can't I offend the Left Prime Minister?"

Princess Jingsheng carefully reviewed what she had done in the past six months. No, she did not provoke that old guy Linghu Qingqing. She even carefully avoided the military headquarters in the west of the imperial city and never wandered around the military headquarters.

How could she offend Linghu Qingqing?

"That's really strange." Sima Xian said coldly: "This matter was proposed by the left prime minister in the court, and the right prime minister did not object. Our Dajin and Dawu started a full war. All materials and military supplies must be prepared sufficiently."

"In addition to the proposal of the Left Prime Minister to reset the Three Gardens Imperial Guards and the Twelve Guards Imperial Guards is a military and national event, but for a time... with such a huge resource consumption, those unscrupulous merchants often do illegal things on weekdays, and they are all big rats of the country."

"So, I agree, and take this opportunity to rectify some people."

"I just didn't expect... Zuo Xiang's first knife hit you?" Sima Xian sighed softly: "Well, later, I will talk to Zuo Xiang. At least, don't make it so bloody."

Sima Xian frowned: "You really haven't offended the left prime minister?"

Sima Xian still had a good understanding of Linghu Qingqing. Linghu Qingqing acted steadily and skillfully. The thing that escorted thousands of men, women, young and old to the gate of Princess Jingsheng was not like something Linghu Qingqing could do.

Princess Jingsheng must have offended that old guy so badly.

But what did Princess Jingsheng do?

In Jiuquxi Hall and Sansheng Hall, Sima Wuyou sat quietly in the small book pavilion, with traces of spiritual light emitted all over his body, and a small spiritual cloud appeared above his head, holding the jade seal of the Great Jin Dynasty.

From Sima Wuyou's nostrils, two clear airflows as clear as water are like dragons, constantly in and out. Every time they enter and exit, Sima Wuyou's breath becomes more erratic and more sacred and solemn.

"Shangqing Lingbao Sutra": The ancient taboo work, after losing the imperial seal, Sima Wuyou did not dare to use a trace of magic power for nearly six thousand years, nor did he dare to mobilize any power. For six thousand years, Sima Wuyou could only use the huge resources of the Great Jin royal family to silently polish the divine fetus, warm the divine fetus, and cultivate the foundation to be extremely stable and heavy.

With thousands of years of foundation and re-repair in just a few days, Sima Wuyou's progress has been a thousand miles a day, and his magical powers have increased rapidly. Its efficiency shocked Sima Wuyou, even a little scared.

"Sure enough, it's extraordinary..." Sima Wuyou stopped his exercises, and two clear air flowed back to his nostrils. The spiritual clouds above his head were rolling up, wrapping the jade seal and retracting the heavenly spirit.

"Yes, what's the matter?" Sima Wuyou asked softly.

Mr. Li gently pushed open the door and walked in: "The news from the Forbidden Demon Palace is coming back... Princess Jingsheng suffered a loss."

Sima Wuyou raised his eyebrows, was stunned for a while, and then laughed.

"Interesting, cause and effect, in detail."

Mr. Li's wording was extremely concise and he quickly explained the causes and consequences of the matter one by one.

He looked at Sima Wuyou and whispered: "The Zuo Xiang is very cautious, and the passage of many things is unclear...but, the incident was because of the silver fish in Guyueju, which is undoubtedly."

Sima Wuyou smiled strangely: "Okay, okay, okay, very good, Linghu Qingqing, this is the old tree sprouting."

Shaking his head, Sima Wuyou said calmly: "But it should be. He received the God Order of the Heavenly God, and he was probably about to take that step. From a mortal, he turned into a god, he was shaken, this is an inevitable heart disaster... Heart disaster, heart disaster, this catastrophe, cannot make him pass through it so easily."

Sima Wuyou narrowed his eyes and said softly: "Linghu family, Gongyang family, and for generations, all have appeared in the realm of gods. Things are too much, bad, bad. Those who are ministers should look like ministers. If the ministers are too strong, they will surpass the king, and this is not good for anyone."

Mr. Li looked at Sima Wuyou solemnly: "According to the judging of the secret pavilion, Linghu Qingqing is afraid that he is disobedient."

Sima Wuyou smiled gently: "This is an obvious thing. Otherwise, after Xian'er ascended the throne, why would he weaken the imperial guards directly under the royal family to this level little by little? Is it a disobedient heart... everyone has it."

"And, Linghu Qingqing and the entire Linghu clan, if they were really loyal ministers, would it be their turn to become bigger? How many wealthy families can replace them in the Great Jin Divine Kingdom? "

Sima Wuyou said softly: "But, it's not the time to turn against each other, it's not the time to... "

Turning around and looking at the clear water outside the window, Sima Wuyou whispered: "Linghu, it's okay... Gongyang, it's okay... those generals and those civil servants, it's okay... the real..."

After pondering for a while, Sima Wuyou laughed: "That girl Jing Sheng has a very bad temper, and even her moral character is extremely bad. However, it is difficult to raise only villains and women... Jing Sheng is a villain, a first-class and unruly woman, and she thinks she is smart, but in fact she is really a bit stupid."

"It is normal for such a woman to be arrogant, domineering, and have no brains in her work, right?"

"I just need someone like this."

"Create some opportunities for her. Don't she have many good looks? In addition to the civil servants of Ma Xiangru, she also has many mistresses among the military generals, right?"

"Let's find those guys who were fascinated by her, the Sanyuan Imperial Guards and the Twelve Guards, and set up some good positions for them. The command of Sima Zhi to give them real power, give them elite soldiers and generals, and give them military supplies, so that they can form combat power as quickly as possible."

"Didn't that kid Du Song have a good skill in dealing with women? Let him use his real skills and bewitch Jing Sheng and become even more crazy." Sima Wuyou said coldly: "Jing Sheng is good, really good. He created such a perfect excuse. Very good, very good. I suffered a loss six thousand years ago."

"Six thousand years later, we will continue." Sima Wuyou smiled extremely...deep and dangerous.

"Six thousand years later, we continue."
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