The first time I met the Saint in a hurry ended again.

The emperor behind the veil disappeared in the deep palace, leaving only the golden gauze around the imperial couch shaking gently.

The pressure from the Supreme Emperor gradually faded away, and five hundred and fifty fires ignited one by one, and the ice flow was no longer crazy.

Chen Ji finally let out a long breath of turbid air, and then he was in the mood to look at the hugely expensive palace.

The beams on the top of the head are painted with spirals and colorful paintings. There is a black lacquered gold-plated shrine on the east side to offer gilded bronze statues of the Three Qing dynasties, and a blue and white cloud and crane pattern incense burner is placed in front, and the blue smoke and mist are lingered in the incense burner.

With the green smoke lingering, Wu Xiu put away the written imperial edict and turned to the eunuch beside him: "Send thirty Jiefanwei to Guyuan to Xuantu, no mistakes shall be made."

The little eunuch whispered: "Yes."

Wu Xiu looked at everyone again and said politely: "The Holy Lord returns to the palace, please come back, everyone, please come and take the lights to send the parents out of the palace."

Two rows of eunuchs were carrying palace lanterns and divided into two rows outside the door.

When Chen Ge Lao Chen Luchi passed by Chen Ji, he only glanced at him without saying much. Instead, when Ge Lao Qi stood up and passed by Chen Ji, he suddenly stopped and looked up and down at Chen Ji: "It's a handsome talent."

Chen Ji was slightly stunned, but he didn't know what the other party meant.

In Renshou Palace, Li Xuan looked at Chen Ji in embarrassment: "You..."

He and Qi Jing wanted to say something, but Master Qi said coldly in front of the door: "Don't talk nonsense in the palace ban."

When the two heard this, they had to leave a sentence "Tomorrow, the Yulin Army Governor's Office" and bowed their heads and hurriedly left.

In a blink of an eye, the originally lively Renshou Palace was empty, and the little eunuchs were holding copper poles and extinguishing the candlelight one by one.

Zhang Zhuo patted Chen Ji's shoulder: "Let's go."

Chen Ji left Renshou Palace, but saw the prince still waiting outside the palace gate, and there was no joy or anger on his face.

He was about to say goodbye to the prince, but Zhang Zhuo forced him to leave and changed the topic: "Let's go, I have something to say to you."

Chen Ji walked a few steps and turned around, and saw the prince standing outside the gate of Renshou Palace, motionless like a clay sculpture.

The candles in Renshou Palace were extinguished one by one until the darkness swallowed everything, and even the prince's back dimmed.

...

...

On the way out of the palace, the little eunuchs were far away with the palace lanterns with tactful hands.

Zhang Zhuo stroked the red official robe on his body and walked under the gray tiles of the red walls and said: "Chen Ji, do you know why these little eunuchs stayed away from him?"

Chen Ji walked side by side with him: "I don't know."

Zhang Zhuo understateed: "This is all a lesson for life. If you don't have a identity, the more you know, the faster you die. Not only that, the eunuchs in the palace have also summarized a set of survival experiences. For example, if you don't become an admiral, it is best to speak no more than ten sentences every day; for example, it is best to retreat behind the screen when listening; for example, when passing secret messages at the third update, commonly known as the "three updates"; for example, small matters rely on the admiral, middle matters rely on concubines, and major matters rely on imperial power; for example, 'It's better to be an evil dog than a lonely wolf'."

Zhang Zhuo sighed: "Life is not easy anywhere. Chen Ji, in this palace ban, everything needs to be cautious. One step is the worry of life."

Chen Ji whispered: "Mr. Zhang wants to say, I'm a little reckless tonight?"

Zhang Zhuo smiled and said, "You are really confused tonight. The current emperor is doing nothing. No matter whether you give Hu Junxian or not, the ending will not change at all. Without you, there will be Li Xuan, and you will consider it together. Without them, there will be Feng Wenzheng."

Chen Ji was silent.

Seeing his appearance, Zhang Zhuo sighed softly: "Christian books can only record the ending, not the justice."

Chen Ji shook his head: "Sir, I am not trying to sacrifice half of the people for justice. I can't talk about justice even if I sacrifice half of the people in Guyuan. I just don't like to betray anyone."

Zhang Zhuo said as if jokingly: "If someone offers you a very high price, don't hesitate when you betray me. Everyone has their own price. If you can sell me at a sky-high price, I will be very happy."

"Mr. Zhang," Chen Ji changed the topic: "In theory, Guyuan's affairs should have been covered up, so where did the matter today begin?"

Zhang Zhuo thought to himself and said: "It was also a sudden incident today. A small official from Guyuan quietly entered Beijing with the caravan. He started to beat the drum outside the Meridian Gate, claiming that Hu Junxian and Si Lijian had conspired to kill his family of seventeen."

Chen Ji frowned: "What's wrong."

"Of course something is wrong," Zhang Zhuo smiled: "There are Yulin Army guards near Dengwengu, so how can the people beat it if they want? Dengwengu hasn't been ringing for fourteen years, and I thought it wouldn't be ringing anymore."

Chen Ji asked, "Your Majesty's man?"

Zhang Zhuo was not so sure: "We have to check who the Yulin Army on duty today is on the Gulf of Wenji today to know... But I guess, the person who does this will not leave such obvious flaws. Chen Ji, who do you think is the loser today?"

Chen Ji thought about it: "Hu family? Hu family lost half of Guyuan."

Zhang Zhuo smiled and said, "Xu, Chen, Qi, the three cabinet masters are concerned about Guyuan's business roads, and Wu Xiu is concerned about overthrowing the inner minister. Your Majesty has helped Hu Junxian, a loyal minister, and bought the hearts of the other party. Is the Hu family a loser? No, today, the more intelligent people in the court know that the prince has become an abandoned son. Who is willing to follow him in the future? In the end, it will fulfill the blessing king."

At this time, the two finally left the Meridian Gate.

Zhang Zhuo stood outside the Meridian Gate and turned to look at Chen Ji: "This is the power of Your Majesty. There are no losers in the audience today, but they are all winners. The two losers, one is the prince and one is the inner minister, one cannot even enter the palace gate, and the other cannot come back in Jingtai Mausoleum. It is hard to say whether this is an open conspiracy or a conspiracy... Of course, it is too early to draw a conclusion if that poisonous star is a loser."

Chen Ji said curiously: "Is anyone selected the deputy general and the military in Guyuan? Mr. Wang?"

Zhang Zhuo shook his head: "Look at what price can Xu, Qi, and Chen Sanjia give it, who gives it a higher price, who takes these two positions and takes Guyuan trade routes."

Chen Ji whispered: "Two peaches kill three soldiers."

Starting from Luocheng, the Liu family, the vassal kings, the Caogang, and the three birds with one stone.

When we arrived in Guyuan, we had to use Tiance Army to bury Mr. Feng's knife, waiting for the dagger to be revealed.

When he arrived in the capital, Emperor Ning first made the prince useless and all the friends were dispersed. He then cut off the power of the inner minister to balance the inner court. He then made Hu Junxian practice again and bribed his heart. Finally, he set up two peaches to kill three scholars and led to internal struggles among the three families.

Chen Ji whispered: "It turns out that this is the capital, it turns out that this is the emperor's mind."

On the first day of entering Beijing, I was taught a unique lesson by the emperor's mind.

Zhang Zhuo also sighed and said, "If such an emperor is concerned about the world, it will be a blessing for the people, but if..."

He didn't continue talking.

Zhang Zhuo patted Chen Ji's shoulder and comforted him: "Don't be discouraged. It's a good thing that Your Majesty did not give you the official position of the Right Guard, which means that you have entered Your Majesty's eyes. First, be a small banner official in the Yulin Army, and you don't have to get involved in political right and wrong so early, so as not to suffer a disaster. You can practice with peace of mind; second, you won't be allowed to become the prince, and you may be reused in the future."

Chen Ji was puzzled: "Since Lord Zhang clearly knows that the prince has lost power, why did he help me speak up for justice in the imperial front?"

Zhang Zhuo smiled mysteriously and said meaningfully: "I knew that your Majesty would not give you the Right Guard, but I have to let the cabinet masters know that you are my person. In this way, if someone touches you, you must first think about whether to offend the future chief minister of the cabinet."

Chen Ji sighed: "Mr. Zhang is a real madman."

It's so crazy.

Zhang Zhuo laughed: "Remember, it is not important to be 'right' or 'wrong' in this capital, and strength below the Shinto Realm is not important. Whose talent you are the most important. Only this thing can determine your life and death, success and failure."

Chen Ji bowed and bowed: "Accepted the teaching."

At this time, the pavilions had already gotten into the sedan chair and returned home.

Zhang Zhuo's servants and sedan chairs were also waiting in the distance, and everyone was huddling. Only Xiaoman hugged the dark clouds alone, held Zaozao, and squatted in the distance to take a nap.

But Chen Ji's eyes moved away from Xiaoman's body and looked at another person outside the Meridian Gate.

Zhang Zhuo followed his gaze and the white dragon was dressed like snow, wearing a dragon-patterned mask, standing outside the Meridian Gate, and bowed to Chen Ji and Zhang Zhuo from afar.

Bailong? Or Mr. Feng?

Zhang Zhuo was unwilling to have anything to do with Bai Long, and whispered to Chen Ji: "Tomorrow, the Ministry of Personnel is waiting for you. Don't forget to bring your household registration documents and take away your imperial edicts and seals. This step is called "Dangguan". Then go to the Censorate to get a "Instructions Book" so that you can go to the Yulin Army Governor's Office."

Chen Ji said goodbye to him: "I know, Lord Zhang rest early."

When Zhang Zhuo left, Chen Ji walked straight towards Bailong and bowed: "This afternoon, thank you Lord Bailong for helping him."

Bailong replied with a smile: "No need to be polite, it's a simple task."

At this moment, Chen Ji was sure that the white dragon in front of him was no longer the one in the afternoon.

The voice was the same, the figure was the same, and the height was the same, but Bai Long did not save him in the afternoon, but just helped him go to Jingyang Palace and met Bai Li.

The white dragon in front of him had not even had time to hand over the matter with Mr. Feng.

But why are the voice, body, and height the same? Chen Ji's eyes slowly moved to the dragon-patterned mask. Could it be that this thing is caused?

Is Mr. Feng a puppet controlled by the art of aversion to victory?

Absolutely not.

All the magic in Renshou Palace were suppressed by the Supreme Emperor's power, and the art of disgusting victory could not be used, so Mr. Feng was Mr. Feng, not a puppet.

Who is the white dragon in front of you? How many people are hidden under the white dragon's mask?

If it weren't for not being able to beat Chen Ji would really want to take off the mask and see what he looked under the mask.

Chen Ji wanted to test a few more words, but Bai Long seemed unwilling to talk to him today, and waved his hand and said, "I still have to be on duty today. If you have nothing to do, go home early."

Chen Ji bowed: "Yes."

He turned around and came to Xiaoman: "Let's go, go home."

Xiaoman raised his head in confusion and saw that it was Chen Ji, and he was surprised and said: "Young Master, you finally figured it out. How about it, are you a sixth-rank official position? "

Chen Ji whispered a few words.

Xiaoman hugged Wuyun and said indignantly: "Why, how can the promised things not count!"

Dark Cloud meowed: "That's it!"

Bailong stood in front of the Meridian Gate, quietly watching Chen Ji leading Zaozao into the dark night in the capital, and then turned around and walked towards Taiye Pond on the west side of the palace city.

Taiye Pool is divided into the North Sea, the Zhonghai, and the South Sea. There are Wansui Mountain, Qionghua Island and Ziguang Pavilion. In the early years, it was a place to train navy masters. Now this huge Taiye Pool has become a forbidden place. Only major rituals of the court allow outsiders and court officials to enter and exit.

Bailong with his hands, walked from south to north, crossed Baiyu Bridge, and came to Qionghua Island.
To be continued...