The night wind ran across the eaves of the corridor, and the coolness of the late night squeezed into the crack of the window, making the sweat-filled emperor feel a little cold.

He pushed aside and stretched out, wiped the silk handkerchief on his forehead, calmed down, took off the yellow silk quilt and came down to the dragon couch, put on his shoes and sat on the edge of the bed, and fell into a state of excitement, staring blankly at the swaying lights on the bronze pillar on one side.

The curtain was gently opened, Zhang Lihua put on a robe, sat bent her knees bent, approached her, and gently pinched her forehead.

"Your Majesty, this is because you think about something every day, and you will dream about something at night. In fact, it is nothing at all."

After a long time, Chen Shubao blinked his eyes and his fingers pressed against his knees turned into fists.

"No, I can feel that Shuhua Gong wanders outside the hall every night... I am a little... a little scared."

Only the imperial concubine Zhang Lihua could hear the emperor say this. She could feel the close emperor trembling slightly.

"Your Majesty, do you regret it?"

Perhaps he noticed his mistake, Chen Shubao raised his hand and brushed away his beloved concubine's hand, forced himself to hold his hands calmly, and walked to the lights on both sides.

"What do I regret?! I don't regret it!"

He turned sideways, looked at the outline of the woman in the tent, and raised his hand and waved it.

"That old guy didn't leave any face for me, insulted me in the court, and even spitted my saliva on his face. If he didn't punish him, wouldn't my thousands of people think that I am cowardly and bullied, and that I don't have the majesty of a country?"

When it comes to the air, grit your teeth and squeeze out other words.

"......... And his student Lu Liangsheng, who was self-righteous. Who did he think he was?! But relying on his intelligence, he just blamed me for his faults in front of civil and military affairs. Do you know that he only has fame and fortune, and is not an official... I teased him and finally left. Relying on his magic, he actually smashed my treasure hall. No matter what the main hall or this Nanchen, I am the biggest. Just say a few words to him and take it! It's outrageous-"

"It's outrageous!"

As he repeated another sentence, Zhang Lihua on the edge of the bed frowned slightly: "But Your Majesty, why did you hold on to Lu Xian that day... Lu Liangsheng refused to let go. If he smiled, maybe things wouldn't be like this."

On the other side, the emperor was stunned for a moment, his face turned to one side, and some fig-covered strips could not be pulled off in front of his beloved woman.

Immediately, I waved my hand.

"My beloved concubine, you don't understand this kind of thing, but you don't have to worry about these things. Fa Zhang was not in the palace that day, but he succeeded. After a while, Fa Zhang came out of seclusion and I asked Fa Zhang to live in the palace. I don't believe that Wang Shuhua is really a ghost. If Lu Liangsheng really dares to come, he will clean up together!"

There is only a sense of heroism in the words.

Soon, with this comfort, I fell asleep again, and the sky above the huge city gradually turned white, and the golden morning sun quickly pushed away the dark edges, soaking the streets and alleys in the light.

The bustling streets gradually became noisy, and the young man carrying a shoulder pole started carrying the load for the whole day. He smelled the steamer untied on the street, bought one or two sweet soft cakes, walked to the street side to sit down, and the tea shop behind him yawned and took off the door panel. When he saw an old customer coming to the door, he smiled and greeted him loudly.

There are always people in the city who have nothing to do. They like to sit in the tea shop and listen to storytelling about some weird ambitions of the three mountains and five mountains. The small tea shop is full of people.

Listening to Mr. Shu, who was covered with blue cloth on the long table, was talking about his recent experiences with people he knew.

An old scholar in his forties blew away the tea foam, sipped it in one sip, and sighed with satisfaction.

"It's a pity that Mr. Shuhua can't drink this steaming tea." "Oh, yes, Mr. Shuhua died for a foolish monarch, which is not worth it."

The guy holding the teapot heard the two of them talking and bent down and snorted.

"Don't talk nonsense."

The two of them were stunned for a moment, and then thanked the mate. At this time, the next table put down the teacup and couldn't help but insert it.

"Two brothers, this is wrong. Mr. Shuhua is worth it. Who has the chance to spit on His Majesty's face today?"

As soon as this man finished speaking, the tea guests around him looked here. Most people knew about Shuhua Gong's reputation. There were also many people at the execution ground that day, and they immediately spoke in a lingering manner.

"I was there at that time. When Seb took it out, the old man shouted, "How can we be afraid of death?" Until now, I feel blood gushing. This is a great scholar who cares about the country and the people!!"

"Yes, it's a pity for me, the emperor is really willing to kill me!" "...I don't know where I was buried, so I'll let me wait to pay tribute, alas."

"By the way, I heard that Shuhua Gong also had a student, who was the tribute soldier who angrily smashed the Golden Palace. I wonder where he is now?"

"It must have been in despair of Northern Zhou, otherwise he would have been caught by His Majesty." "That's not necessarily the case. The scholar can learn magic, and he can come whenever he wants. If he wants to leave, he must have strong magic power."

These words attracted the sound of echoing tea guests around them.

Otherwise, the arrest notice is still posted?

At this time, someone said, "I have a bold guess. Everyone, do you think Shuhua's students will join the Northern Zhou Dynasty? Maybe they hear that their mentor died, and beg the Northern Zhou Dynasty to send troops to attack our Chen Chao?"

hiss--

Inhale, the slight sound of pondering comes one after another, and everyone can't answer. After a long time, a voice spoke angrily.

"Just like our Majesty... I'm afraid... I want..."

The fragrance of tea lingered around. The speaker was looking at the street outside the tea shop. Several street patrol officers walked by. They stopped talking and picked up the tea cup and pushed the tea guests around them.

"Drink tea."

Regarding the execution of the great scholar Wang Shuhua, there was a lot of controversy in the capital and even in most of the scholars in the Southern Chen area. An impatient scholar called his friends and ran to the local county government to sit quietly. Someone cried when he heard the news. The classics that Shuhua once annotated were once regarded as classics.

According to legend, Shuhua rushed to the Golden Palace and criticized the emperor for his angrily because he was the student who reported the injustice. There was also a message flowing from the capital that the old man could not stand the current attitude of His Majesty towards He Liangzhou. In addition, the proud disciples were humiliated and arrested, and the three were mixed together, which led to the saying of going to the Golden Palace.

After the old man died, more topics were transferred to the old man's student Lu Liangsheng. Some people said that he had been killed on the spot by the arrested army, but I believe that the other party may be even bigger if he leaves Chen Chao and stays in the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

It is actually nothing to throw a vote to the Northern Zhou Dynasty. What really makes them feel terrible is the other party’s ability to use spells and can summon wind and rain.

In the past two months, the talk has become much less popular. The scholar mentioned walked through Heliangzhou with the unicorn beast that has turned into an old donkey.

Wherever I passed, the brown and yellow land finally had a fertile texture. Although the population became sparse, farmers could still be seen working in the cultivated fields. The mountains were green and sparse, but they were better than they once looked like graves.

"Finally it's not in vain..."

When Lu Liangsheng walked through this land, he smiled and nodded at the other party. He passed by the reorganized village to rest. Sometimes he could hear the stories of the white-clothed gods raining, which became the most common strange story in this land.

People on this land know that life is hard-won now. Almost every household and every household offer a spiritual card in the main hall, engraving the four words "Immortal in White".

It was the next afternoon when I left Heliangzhou and came to the original Wangjiazhuang.

Know... Know... Know...

The cicadas continued to whirl in the forest. The old donkey stuck out his tongue and swung around his mouth, a large amount of heat was steaming on it.

Sun Yingxian looked at the familiar woods ahead, remembering a beat that was unbearable to look back, and quickly turned around and ran away. In the bookshelf that passed, Hong Lian hummed a small song, sometimes put on painted skins and landed not far away, giving everyone a new opera.

Squeaking bookshelf compartment.

In the open small door, the toad Taoist was wearing a short jacket and a short legs. The leaves as big as a palm-slap are constantly flashing like a palm fan. The wind brought about was mixed with hot air, and the toad mouth was slightly opened, shouting hotly.

"Liangsheng, give me a cup of ice water to help me with cheese, and add two cherries!"

"Have it over, Master, you're going to cross the river ahead."

Walking ahead, wearing a straw raincoat and a straw hat, the scholar looked at the long river opposite and said with a smile. When he walked to the desolate ferry, a small boat slowly sailed.

The dusk lights fell on the beautiful side face. Lu Liangsheng looked at the invisible figure on the boat and bowed to his salute.

"Chief, can you cross us across the river?"

"Haha, the old ship is famous for being fast on this river!"

The boatman's laughter was refreshing and echoed in this sunset.

"Two guests, please get on the boat."

The boat was shaking, and soon it was pushed away from the ferry by a rod. Lu Liangsheng took off his hat and stood at the bow of the boat. Looking to the east, he seemed to see the outline of the huge city.

‘My teacher...the good student is back.’
Chapter completed!