Bloody storm swept across the imperial capital.

There were more than a dozen aristocratic families in the imperial capital, and there were people in each aristocratic family who served as officials in the court and had written memorials and written documents into the emperor's case.

Therefore, these aristocratic families have suffered indelible baptism.

Five hundred cavalry in Beiluo surrounded by a carriage, like a beast from the prehistoric world, storing everything.

One by one, the aristocratic families were baptized, and the murdered people were rolling.

Of course, baptism does not mean extermination.

Some people in the aristocratic families survived, but for these wealthy families, it is inevitable that their vitality will be damaged.

Some small families were trembling, fearing that the five hundred cavalry of Beiluo would trample through their threshold and rush into their mansion.

This day is a day of bleeding.

This day is a day shrouded in fear for many families in the imperial capital.

When it comes to Young Master Beilu, children who are crying in the Imperial Court family will be covered by adults' mouths.

...

Prime Minister's Mansion.

Zhao Kuo sat upright in the high hall.

He was drinking tea slowly. At his age, he paid attention to health preservation and peace of mind.

His subordinates came out of the door in a hurry and knelt on the ground.

"Prince, it's not good!"

"The Young Master Beilu sent 500 cavalry into Kyoto, captured Lord He, and started a massacre in Kyoto. Many aristocratic families were destroyed, and all officials died tragically... blood flowed into a river!"

The subordinate's face was pale, and he was obviously scared.

Prime Minister Zhao Kuo suddenly put down the teacup, his eyes opened and showed his glitter.

"This young master Beilu really dares to commit crimes in the imperial capital. He is really unscrupulous!"

"Practitioners are indeed new variables in the world."

Prime Minister Zhao Kuo stroked the jade ring on his finger, then raised his hand and waved it.

In the darkness, above the beams, figures fell down lightly.

"Go to the east wing to invite Mr. Du, the practitioner... it should be for the practitioner to deal with it."

Zhao Kuodao.

Mr. Du gained the immortal fate in the Wolongling Immortal Palace and was invited by Zhao Kuo to the mansion and became an aide, which was also his trump card.

If He Shou and many ministers were here, they would definitely be surprised.

It turns out that many things are not clear at all.

At this time, Zhao Kuo didn't look as old and stupid as he was when he met them.

Zhao Kuo leaned on the chair of the Grand Master, took a sip of tea, and shook his head.

"This group of officials disappointed me too much..."

"Since you're going to bleed, let the blood flow a little harder."

Zhao Kuo looked at his kneeling subordinates and whispered: "Prepare the car."

The subordinate retreated.

Zhao Kuo also sat up leisurely from the chair.

"It's always a ray of east wind. Today, this is just right."

Zhao Kuo left the mansion and got on the carriage. The coachman twitched the reins and rolled the wheels, but he went to the book pavilion.

Outside the book pavilion.

Mo Tianyu was telling fortunes, but he couldn't help but look up, but saw a carriage parked in front of the book pavilion.

Zhao Kuo got out of the car, glanced at Mo Tianyu, and said, "Can the national teacher be there?"

Mo Tianyu glanced at Zhao Kuo and drank a mouthful of gourd wine: "The national teacher is here, but he will not see you."

Zhao Kuo's eyes suddenly stopped.

Afterwards, he ignored Mo Tianyu, raised his head with his hands behind his back, and looked at the dilapidated bookhouse.

"Kong Xiu, you and I have fought for half a lifetime, and it will eventually come to an end."

Zhao Kuo said loudly.

"If the young emperor has no self-determination this year, you are deeply involved in rumors and storms and cannot protect yourself. Why don't you and I turn swords into jade and help the emperor to govern the world?"

As soon as this is said.

There seemed to be some movement in the book pavilion.

It’s really this Zhao Kuo who has something to say.

A long time later, Kong Nanfei appeared slowly on the second floor of the Book Pavilion.

"You go, Master asked me to pass the message. He has never fought with you for most of his life, and there is no need to stop him."

Kong Nanfei finished speaking.

A flash of flush suddenly appeared on Zhao Kuo's face.

He clenched his fists.

Never competed with him, but by the way, he was never regarded as an opponent.

This is a bare-fruit ignorance.

He said nothing and left without saying anything.

He would use his actions to make Kong Xiu understand how ignorant his rejection this time was.

...

The island in the heart of Beiluo Lake.

Lu Dongxuan's body trembled violently.

Two vertical plaques seemed to release unparalleled pressure on him.

On the wheelchair, Lu Fan suddenly realized that he had not realized it, so he asked Ni Yu to push him to the second floor of the pavilion, walked to the terrace, leaning against the railing and listening to the wind.

Lu Mu stood in the distance with a complicated expression.

Beside him, the girl with a pipa carrying a sad look on her face.

"Is Mr. Lu okay?"

“Is there any danger?”

The girl Mingyue said.

Lu Mu glanced at the girl and waved his hand: "It won't be a problem, there's even a great opportunity."

The vertical plaque in front of the Baiyujing Pavilion contains great opportunities, which can make people understand something deeper.

Time passes gradually.

Lu Dongxuan seemed to be sitting and transformed.

It takes half a day to sit.

On the pavilion, Lu Fan drank a few glasses of wine, took out the chessboard, and put it on the mountain and river bureau.

As my mind surged, I could watch what happened in the imperial capital.

And...design a dragon farming ground.

Lu Fan was not worried about the situation in the imperial capital. Ning Zhao, Yi Yue and Nie Changqing took action, and basically no one could stop it in the imperial capital. Unless a hundred thousand troops were dispatched, there would be no danger.

His eyes pounded and fell into the depths of the imperial capital.

In the palace garden.

Yuwen Xiu stood in a blue pool of water holding a black dragon.

The black dragon wrapped around Yuwen Xiu's arm, and then drilled into the pool, and there were countless fish swimming in the pool. The moment the black dragon entered, they all avoided it in panic.

Lu Fan's mind surged, raised his hand, held a wisp of spiritual energy, and clicked it leisurely.

The imperial palace raises dragon land, sure.

Suddenly.

Lu Fan took back his mind and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Lord Lou.

Lu Dongxuan opened his eyes, and the big gold chain on his neck seemed to be getting brighter and brighter. His emotions were complicated and difficult to understand. Finally, he rubbed his hands and turned into a leisurely sigh... This time Tianji family was incorporated, it is no loss.
To be continued...