Lao Tie, covered in blood, looked over Zhao Li and fell on Yue Pingchuan, who was already angry, and his emotions were complicated.

I don't like you.

But I admire you. I hope you and that girl would be a couple back then, and there would be no current Empress Zhang Kingdom. You and her will defend the north together, Zhao Yan ascend the throne, Zhao Li and Zhao Sa assist, and there would be no rise of the iron-blooded husband Wang Kun.

The cool breeze is still prosperous.

But you just fell in love with Xiao Niu'er's sister. That vixen woman is not bad, but how can you compare to Xiao Niu?

What a pity.

Yuan Qu looked at the young man who was rising up. He could not see the mountain behind the young man, nor could he see the scholar who was surrounded by the mochi. He just felt that the young man at this moment... he really looked like the shitty blue and white scholar-in-law man.

A mouthful of spring and autumn.

A big swallow in the arms.

And have to accept it.

These sour scholars are really impressive.

Zhao Li couldn't see it either.

But he could feel that the boy in front of him was very tall, deep and heavy.

The mountains are high and the pond is deep.

It's so heavy, it's like a boy embracing his years.

Zhao Li was a little scared.

He has never been able to see scholars in history, and for the first time he felt that sour Confucianism and Buddhism could also stop thousands of troops.

Li Ruyu reads and knows the things outside the window.

The blue and white scholar-dressed man's spring and autumn swords were made by the swords, the Yuan Qu's soft sword wrapped around the spear, Lao Tie's sword drawing was everywhere, and the life and death of Zhao Li and Yue Pingchuan were all like a mirror in his heart.

He stood up with his hands behind his back and didn't look at Zhao Li.

Look at that prince.

The prince was already angry, and the charming woman stopped crying, but just wiped the prince's face silently, saying, "Your Majesty, why are you so stupid, why are you so stupid...

The charming woman's heart is dead and she has a great enlightenment.

For some reason, Li Ruyu reminded Baili Chunxiang and Taizu of Dayan.

A sigh of long breath and a voice of sadness in the world.

He turned around and smiled at Lao Tie, "Old man is here, let's take a rest first and have a drink with you later."

Lao Tie grinned, "What a big-tailed wolf."

I'm very happy.

Li Ruyu bent down to salute Yuan Qu again.

Yuan Qu endured it calmly.

Li Ruyu then looked at Zhao Li, who was bleeding from his lower abdomen, suppressed his murderous intent, and said, "The prince has arrived at the cliff. It is too late to stop the horse, but I still ask you to die."

Under such circumstances, I read "The Official History of the Great Yan". In the book, there are famous generals and heroes, heroes and beauty, and disputes over power of officials. Li Ruyu has a lot of feelings, and his heart is clear and he has a thorough understanding of the cause and effect of today.

By looking at history and knowing the present, this is the spirit of a wise man who reads.

Zhao Li paused the ground with a long spear, and bandaged the wound on his lower abdomen without any rushing.

After finishing the process, I smiled at the boy, but the smile looked so hideous, and said sarcastically: "I have never reached the cliff, so how could I stop the horse?"

Li Ruyu shook his head, "If the prince killed the prince of the Yue family, maybe the Zhenbei Army will really rebel, but what benefits can you do? Do you really think that the iron-blooded prince Wang Kun will let those civil officials excuse you?"

Zhao Li sneered, "If he is not stupid, he will naturally know what to do."

Li Ruyu asked back, "How much do you know about this husband?"

Zhao Li said oh, and asked the boy back, "Do you know better than me?"

Li Ruyu smiled frankly, "I don't know that husband, but if I stand in his position, I will watch the North Zhen Army against Daliang, and you, Zhao Li, will die in the sunset."

Zhao Li was surprised and puzzled, "Why?"

"The Zhenbei Army is fighting against Daliang, which is a war between the north and the south. Not to mention whether the third prince has a chance of victory, the Lin'an court and the generals were determined to quell the rebellion. It was the time when His Highness the Crown Prince was divided. Why should Prince Prince let you sleep soundly beside the couch?"

He gently lifted his long gown and picked up the sword on the table.

Holding the sword.

It is like holding the heavy spring and autumn of the Great Yan in the previous dynasty.

Behind the boy, there was a phantom on the top of the mountain, and the scholar standing with his hands behind his back, shook hands like a pen, flowing in the ink pond.
Chapter completed!