The Imperial Heaven Supervision opens the rooftop.

In addition to the numerous complicated and complex sight-seeing instruments on the top floor, it is also used as a collection of books. The three walls of book are several meters high, so that multiple ladders are needed for holding books. It was late at night, and only one old man and a book boy stayed here. Because the old man read too much, he had his eyes broken. He staggered out of the inner room with an ancient book under his armpit and came to the Star Picking Road that was chiseled a wall and raised outward. The road suddenly crossed the attic for six meters long, inlaid with ninety-eighty-one large pieces of white marble, crystal clear.

Walking on the road, looking down, the timid ones will definitely tremble. Standing here, you can enjoy the panoramic view of the palace, which is beyond the rules. Therefore, there is no record of Tongtiantai in any local chronicle document of this dynasty. The old man walked to the end of the jade road and looked up. The little Shutong hurriedly came to put on a coat on the supervisor. The Shutong, who had red lips, white teeth, and was not afraid of being tall. She sat down on the side, swaying her feet in the air, and accompanied the old man to look at the vast starry sky, holding her cheeks and stunningly.

Xiao Shutong asked softly: "Grandpa Jingzheng, can you really see something? I heard from Lord Qihu that he saw eight huge pillars rising into the sky on the Eight Kingdoms territory, gradually collapsed one by one. Now, only our Liyang Dynasty is left to the Heavenly Court."

Since he was called a supervisor, he was naturally the first person in the Imperial Heaven Supervision Bureau. The old man closed his coat and chuckled, "I'm old and my eyes are not easy to use, so I can't see clearly."

The young book boy disagreed and said, "Grandpa, you have a divine eye, so you can't see clearly?"

The old man smiled helplessly and said, "Can the Heavenly Eye? Can Huang Sanjia believe the words? Small bookcase, this is the old evil wolf who wants to use the position under my butt to arrange it for him. You must not take it seriously. If you talk about Heavenly Eye, he is himself, and my qi-seeking skills are far from being."

Shutong betrayed and said, "No, didn't the Grandpa of the Supervisor play two games with the Yellow Devil? He lost first and then won, which is not worse than him! If he continues, he will definitely be able to call himself Huang Liangjia!"

The old supervisor shook his head and said, "I didn't win, I didn't win. It was just halfway through Huang Sanjia, but Huang Sanjia didn't want to play again. Although I had the advantage on the chessboard, he would be defeated as long as he played ten more games. I thought he could be equal. I thought he would lose twenty games in ten games. I thought he would lose twenty games. Now I have to go back to the scene. God knows that in a few days, do you think that you have to lose five games? Maybe before I die, I know that Huang Sanjia only needs one game to turn the world around. This is the real power of this person. The court set up a chess and waiter, and the south

The school was led by Wang Jixin, and the Northern School used Song Shutong as the leader. The chess power was similar to that of me, but they were actually far inferior to Huang Sanjia. Wang Jixin said that Huang Longshi played chess like Huaiyin and attacked soldiers. This was clearly a foreign language that only watched the chess record and did not play in person. It should be that Huaiyin's more soldiers were better. Huang Sanjia's real strength was in the middle game, and he only saw his skills in the end. Unfortunately, no one in the world could talk to him about the end. I guess this was the reason why he provoked the Spring and Autumn War. After all, the three-foot chessboard was too small for him."

The book boy, who was treated by His Majesty as the national teacher, who was nicknamed Xiao Bookcase, said astonished: "Then isn't this demon really invincible in the world? Isn't it really no one can beat him in chess?"

The old man thought for a while and smiled, "It seems that there is really no one who has won him, but there is a draw."

Shutong's eyes shone, pulled the old supervisor's sleeve, and couldn't wait to ask, "Who?"

The old man was afraid that the small bookcase beside him would catch a cold, so he asked the book boy to sit up first, and then put the book under the child's butt. Then he said without any haste: "The former emperor went out to greet him in person, and hundreds of thousands of people in Tai'an City welcomed him. Small bookcase, who do you think it is?"

Shutong said, "I know, the monk in white, the god who proposed enlightenment in Liangzhan Temple! Grandpa, can I really become a Buddha standing on the ground? Did I say that I became a Buddha while standing? If it is true, then I also want to be a monk."

Lao Jianzheng said in a heavy tone: "I don't know the truth or falsehood. After all, I am not a Buddhist disciple. Even if I read some Buddhist scriptures, I cannot speak nonsense. However, if I practice Taoism, I will definitely be true and true. If a monarch is obsessed with Buddhism, it is definitely not a blessing. It is good to advocate Huang Lao purity. It is good to harm the country and damage money. It can also be regarded as taking it from the people for the people. But if you worship Buddhism, it is hard to say. Once the luck disperses, it is difficult to gather again. When Buddhism first enters the Middle Land, it is greedy and demoted. It may not be just a superficial ambiguity of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism. In fact, the two Confucianism and Taoism schools that emphasize nourishing energy are worried that Buddhism will destroy the momentum of the Middle Land."

Xiao Shutong said with a bitter face: "Then I will not be a monk anymore."

The old man smiled and touched the little Shutong's head.

Shutong looked up and asked, "Grandpa, the King of Northern Liang came to our Imperial Heavenly Prison during the day. Why are everyone else afraid to die? I'm not afraid."

The old supervisor stood up and said, "It's good that you're not afraid. OK, okay, I've been lazy enough. We both should go back to do things. When we finish revising this new calendar, I should close my eyes too. If the monk in white robs me first, it will be another incalculable disaster. Fortunately, I, the old man with dizziness, is helping you, a small bookcase. Oh, I guess I can't be reincarnated in the next life. This is the life that leaks the secrets of heaven."

The little Shutong looked sad.

Nan Huaiyu squinted his eyes with some difficulty, turned his head to look at Beiliang, pointed his finger, and said softly: "Little bookcase, after I die, I will rely on you to suppress the giant python."

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There were two clusters of bonfires, including several "female relatives" with unusual identities, and Yu Youwei and Jiang Ni, who were "female relatives" occupying one cluster, and the Fengzi camp surrounded the other cluster. The two were far apart, which was very abide by the rules to avoid suspicion. Even if Pei Nanwei was in trouble, he still tried his best to maintain the dignified posture of Princess Jing'an. When she was idle, she paid attention to the movement of the Fengzi camp. You can see the light cavalry who took turns to serve at night, in an orderly manner. After the battle, both generals were injured, but no matter whether they were generals or soldiers, they had no depressed look on their faces. Judging from their mouths, they seemed to be talking about the prince's prince, all of them were full of spirits.

The more the Fengzi Camp is, the less comfortable Princess Pei becomes. The original intention of escaping from the cage is gradually cold, and she is so depressed that she is going to clean the stairs and prisoners who are going to clean the carriage. How can she compare to Princess Jing'an, the unique Qingzhou? Pei Nanwei was discouraged and reached closer to the fire, warming a little. Looking at the left side of her side, there was a plump beauty holding a white cat, accompanying her to find the pool together. With just a few chats on the road, she knew that her conversation was good. The strange identity on the right side

The young woman is really awesome. Pei Nanwei, a peerless beauty named by Yanzhi, still dare not say that she will be able to beat this woman in a few years. She said that she is a maid and doesn't look like her. How could she be a maid who can compete with the prince of Beiliang? But if she is a lady, it's not right, her rough hands that are not as white jade-cold, are obviously children from poor families. Beiliang is indeed full of strange people, and she can't guess and understand.

Pei Nanweiqing couldn't help but look in the direction where His Royal Highness the Crown Prince disappeared. What is this inglorious bastard doing?

Beiliang Palace, Tingchao Pavilion.

That night, the white fox, whose face was unparalleled on his waist, climbed to the third floor.
Chapter completed!