The emperor replied that he had looked away.

The general laughed!

"Welcome and come to Yuyu!"

The emperor boarded the sedan chair and the procession left along the Xuanzheng Hall.

On both sides were kneeling palace maids and concubines, and as Yu Yu left the palace, a line of strange blood was shed.

While they were crying, they pulled Yuyu along and were reluctant to let the emperor leave.

The emperor turned around to reassure everyone, saying that he had become an immortal, and then he and the Yin soldiers flew into the sky and disappeared like thunder.

In the corner of the palace, a young man in gorgeous clothes covered his mouth tightly with tears streaming down his face. He covered his mouth to prevent himself from crying.

Song Lin and the two were sent outside the city by Wang Zhen.

Wang Zhen explained it specially.

"Don't panic, you two. This is a Taoist magic that transforms soldiers into immortals. The golden sword just now is a weapon that can be used to defeat soldiers. The fate between you and me ends here! Go away!!"

Wang Zhen turned into the dark wind and disappeared.

The next day, there was no news from the court, as if that night was just an illusion.

Xin and Cheng were promoted and sent abroad.

Song Lin was appointed as Zuo Lang, responsible for the compilation of books in Hongwen Hall.

This move was exactly what he wanted, just to learn about the deeds of Li Chunfeng, Yuan Tiangang and others.

There should have been a lot of good things collected during the heyday of the Tang Dynasty.

Song Lin lived in the official residence and waited for the handover of affairs before taking up his post.
Chapter completed!