Rongguo, Ganjing.
Before Emperor Xu's holy car had returned, Huang Wang, who was handling official duties in the worship hall, had already received a call from Director Hua.
He wore a faceless mask and dressed in pure black brocade clothes, extravagant and mysterious.
After learning of His Majesty's summons, he leaned back on the chair and remained silent for a long time, but the mask blocked his face, making it difficult to see what he was thinking.
"Desolate King, do you have any orders?" The masked prefecture-level minister sitting next to him asked suspiciously.
Why did the air pressure around the boss suddenly drop.
The barren king came back to his senses, the neutral voice could not distinguish between men and women, indifferent and cold: "Your Majesty summoned, the work of intelligence screening is temporarily up to you."
"No." The prefecture-level secretary replied respectfully.
After the desolate king arranged the handover of the work, he directly tore open the space and moved towards Rong Xian's position.
Rong Xian reviewed the memorial for half a day in the frame again. She rubbed her wrist and said in a pretentious manner: "This is not a job done by humans. Just writing the word 'read' makes my wrist hurt."
Hua Kun: "..." Your Majesty, have you forgotten that when you were in the palace, you would slash for four hours with your sword if you just said you relaxed
Outside the frame, Su Xuan seemed to be distracted, but in fact he was very vigilant, lest an assassin would come.
At this time, the space in front of them fluctuated.
Su Xuan stretched out his hand and grasped it out of thin air. The black tyrant sword appeared in his hand, and the cold air quickly spread throughout the space. He didn't relax until he saw the person tearing the space.
"Teacher." Su Xuan called respectfully.
The desolate king stood there wearing a black robe, quiet and silent, like a legend standing in ancient times.
He looked at Qingluan's frame and said in an unpredictable tone, "How is your majesty?"
"Everything is fine, Your Majesty." Su Xuan replied.
The Wild King is relieved, this proves that His Majesty is not abnormal, maybe there is an order.
He stepped up and walked towards the carriage, "Your Majesty, this minister should come here by edict."
When Rong Xian heard the voice, her expression froze, and then she returned to normal in an instant.
She sat up straight, adjusted her expression, and made sure to maintain a dignified and reliable image, then she cleared her throat and said, "Come in."
Hua Kun stood behind Rong Xian and stared blankly at her as a demon.
When the Wild King walked in, the atmosphere in the frame suddenly became awe-inspiring.
When he opened his mouth, his voice was cold and still: "I pay respects to Your Majesty."
The smile on the corner of Rong Xian's mouth seemed to be measured with a ruler, and said, "No, I announce that you have something to order."
She pointed to the position aside and said, "Sit down."
The Wild King was not polite, and went straight to sit down.
"I received the news that Daxia Jiudiji married the servant of Xia Li. But Jiudiji is carrying the elixir of ascending, and even though Xiaxia is suppressed by the national fortune, it will not be solved after all." Rong Xian said slowly.
The desolate king was silent for a while, and said bluntly: "Do you want to take action against Da Xia?"
Rong Xian shook her head: "Rong Guo has not dealt with the problems accumulated for a hundred years, and it is not the best time to use troops abroad."
Hearing this, Huang Wang understood, he did not deny that he wanted to send troops, but the timing was not right.
His mother is very ambitious.
"You may not be aware that the origin of the Ling family's bloodline is Lu Hou, the leader of the Anbu next to the Empress of Wei." Rong Xian reminded again.
The Wild King suddenly raised his head: "Lu Hou?"
Rong Xian didn't care about his performance, nodded affirmatively, "It's Marquis Lu."
The King of Wilderness smiled in a low voice, his tone was extremely confident: "I know how to do it, please rest assured."
He will definitely pass the news to the emperor's son-in-law in Daxia. At that time, once Lu Hou is 'accidentally' involved, Emperor Wei will not be spared. If he can take this opportunity to make Da Xia and Da Wei fight against each other, Rong Guo can more covertly accumulate information and eliminate internal troubles.
When the time comes, His Majesty will definitely not let go of replacing Da Xia or Da Wei.
Rong Xian is not as optimistic as he is: "The three dynasties are the most stable. In order not to let the fishermen on the other side benefit, they can't fight."
The brows under the wild king's mask frowned: "Do you have a solution?"
Rong Xian smiled, quite scheming: "Of course, just send a few people out."
How many people will you send
The King of Wilderness seemed to have thought of something and asked, "Like the Eastern Jin Dynasty?"
Rong Xian did not affirm or deny. She took out a list from the desk and said, "These people are people with special fates, and wherever they go, they will cause bloodshed. You look at the characters marked on the back of me. arrange."
The Wild King stretched out his hand to take it, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at random, and saw that the name 'Zhao Hu' took the first place.
Desolate King: "..." If he remembers correctly, the name of this broom star has spread all over the place.
Sure enough, His Majesty's actions are always surprising.
"The Great Wei can send someone to contact the emperor's husband." Rong Xian said suddenly.
He has been incarnated in the same boat to slay demons and eliminate demons for a hundred years. If he doesn't want to deal with the demon clan and Dawei, his incarnation will soar.
Wild King: "!!"
who did you just say
Royal husband? ! !
Didn't you all break up a hundred years ago
He cursed inwardly, the wild man who seduced his mother!
The desolate king gritted his teeth, but his tone pretended to be surprised: "The ruthless Daoist is still alive. I didn't pay attention to him for a hundred years, and the minister thought that the Daoist had passed away."
Rong Xian's expression suddenly became complicated, Xiao Huangfu, although I pity you for living alone for more than 10,000 years, but you must know that a child who owes his mouth will not get a mother's love.
"Of course he's still alive." Rong Xian leaned back on the chair, her right leg was bent, her right hand tapped her knee once and again, it could be said that she was sitting or not: "I didn't abolish the emperor a hundred years ago. honor."
"Go ahead and tell the people who are in contact with the royal husband to be vigilant, and don't make any misunderstandings." Rong Xian tapped gently.
The King of Wilderness said word by word: "The minister is instructed."
After the conversation was over, the two fell silent.
Rong Xian knocked on the sky frantically in her consciousness: "Dad, hurry up, what should I say? I'm in a cold place with your little grandson."
Cang Tian said sourly, "You won't know how good Dad is until you use it."
As an outsider, he said: "You are the emperor, you can say whatever you want, if you don't want to say let him leave. He doesn't know that you have the memory of the past, he just thinks that you are his reincarnated old mother. "
Rong Xian's eyes darkened, and she directly shut the sky into a small dark room.
A hint of helplessness flashed in her eyes, and she rubbed her forehead, thinking that she was really ill and went to the doctor. Heaven knows shit, he is not even human.
She lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then asked, "Are there any members of the Visiting Division in the Western Pole Continent?"
The barren king stayed for a while, carefully recalling the personnel in the rare area, and then said: "There are a few."
These few were arranged by a new force that opposes Buddhism in the Western Antarctic continent in the past 100 years, in order to ensure that they know themselves and their enemies.
Buddhism has nothing to do with Rongguo, but no one can guarantee that this new force will not be the enemy of Rongguo.
(End of this chapter)