When this young official walked out of Wutongluo holding the sword head order that everyone in the world knew, his whole body was numb all the time.
But what he thinks most in his mind is not about today's Ding Ning, the past Wang Jingmeng's cultivation level and the purpose of returning to Changling, but about the few words Ding Ning said to him.
He stopped and looked at Changling, which already had a city wall.
The shadow of the huge city wall is like a dark cloud covering the houses near the city wall.
For some reason, compared with the completely open Changling without city walls before, he suddenly felt uncomfortable and unaccustomed to seeing it.
Close the door, who does this Changling belong to
In the eyes of those people in the Bashan Sword Field back then, this Changling was not exclusive to one person, but to all Changling people.
The young official understood a little bit, he smiled bitterly, clenched the sword head order in his hand, and strode towards Bingmasi's official residence.
The young official did not hide anything about Ding Ning's appearance, including everything he said when he met Ding Ning, and he explained it very clearly.
The young official confessed with great peace of mind.
In his opinion, Ding Ning's safety has nothing to do with him.
However, he didn't notice the faces of several high-ranking soldiers and horse officials present.
The reaction from these top officials was also modest.
Among them, the thoughts of the highest-ranking deputy chief were not even on the sword order in front of him.
It was impossible for this young official to know that he would never see this powerful person whose status was much higher than him, but what he was thinking about at this moment was the imperial palace under Lishan Mountain.
What the deputy chief was thinking at this time was whether the news that the sword head order and Ding Ning had returned to Changling majesticly and walked through the streets could be passed on to Emperor Yuanwu in the palace.
Since the battle between Emperor Yuanwu and Empress Zheng Xiu, none of them could see Yuanwu.
However, the carriage carrying Zhao Gao went back and forth between Changling and the imperial palace more frequently.
During this period of time, Emperor Yuanwu showed his absolute trust in Zhao Gao more than once, and even several former shadow guards around Yuanwu began to protect Zhao Gao's safety.
If the princes in the palace can express different opinions, these officials still have a chance to compete.
However, Fusu had long been imprisoned in the deep palace, unable to participate in political affairs.
As for Hu Hai, he was more dependent on Zhao Gao than Yuan Wu.
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"Can the medicine be more powerful and work faster?"
In the black bedroom, Emperor Yuanwu bowed his head and asked Zhao Gao who was leaning over.
Zhao Gaodao: "I will try my best, but if I increase the strength of the medicine, I am afraid that many officials in the court will object."
Emperor Yuanwu's voice turned cold: "No one dares to object."
Zhao Gao nodded, saluted and exited.
The carriage carrying Zhao Gao left Efang Palace and returned to Changling.
When the new Danfang medicinal materials were prepared by the Department of Internal Affairs, dozens of officials came to Hu Hai's palace together.
Zhao Gao and Hu Hai were talking in the study.
When these officials arrived at the door of the study, Zhao Gao and Hu Hai were still sitting opposite each other, talking about something interesting. Hu Hai had a smile on his face, but when he saw these officials, he was full of impatience.
One of the oldest officials stepped forward and expressed fierce opposition, thinking that several drugs in the Nadan formula might have extremely adverse effects on Yuan Wu's future.
Zhao Gao listened quietly.
He didn't express any opinion, and didn't get up, but just nodded to the garden outside the study.
In the garden, there is a deer park.
In the deer park, there are two sika deer.
Zhao Gao looked at the old official and all the officials behind him, pointed to one of the sika deer, and said, "What is that?"
The elderly official was taken aback, "Of course it's a deer."
Zhao Gao smiled coldly and said, "It's obviously a horse."
The elderly official and all the officials behind him were stunned, unable to react for a while.
Zhao Gao turned around and stopped looking at the officials, "I said a horse is a horse... As for your opinion, is it important?"
The old official's lips trembled for a long time, unable to speak, but a mouthful of blood spurted out.
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When these officials realized some things again and left, the matter of Ding Ning's order to fight Yuan Wu, the head of the world's swordsman, had swept across the world like a gust of wind, centered on Changling.
Ever since the battle between Zheng Xiu and Yuan Wu, the streets and alleys of Changling, which seemed to have become somewhat boring, became lively again.
Everyone knew that Yuan Wu had been seriously injured.
However, today's Ding Ning said that he can choose any absolutely fair way to fight.
Even many people who don't know how to practice can think of many ways to make the duel very fair.
Everyone is looking forward to this battle between Yuan Wu and Ding Ning.
Especially the vast majority of people in Changling have witnessed the battle where Wang Jingmeng entered Changling more than ten years ago.
Now that Yuan Wu has broken the eighth realm, and Ding Ning can propose an absolutely fair fight, everyone begins to feel that Yuan Wu owes a fair confrontation with Ding Ning.
Just like Yuan Wu and Zheng Xiu's grievances were resolved with World War I.
The grievances between Bashan Sword Field and Yuan Wu in the past were resolved with such a battle.
Especially when the news of Bai Qi's repeated attacks on the Qin and Qi battlefields came, all Qin people began to feel that all major issues in the world could be resolved with this battle.
So what is Yuan Wu waiting for
It's like watching a play, watching a popular actor who wants to see it but has been delayed.
Everyone is looking forward to more and more, more and more eager.
"This Yuanwu is really nothing..."
As time passed, one day in a tavern in Changling, a drinker who had drunk too much couldn't help but curse Yuan Wu.
Openly insulting the Holy Majesty in Changling, this is absolutely unimaginable in the past.
Yet the curse seemed to be the spark that ignited the dry grass.
In just a few days, there were more and more voices insulting Yuan Wu in the streets of Changling.
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It rained again in Changling.
It was raining heavily.
In the pouring rain, Zhao Gao's carriage left the palace.
But this time, there was no warm medicinal soup in Zhao Gao's carriage.
Zhao Gao's carriage slowly disappeared into the rain, and disappeared on the road from Changling to Efang Palace.
Also in this heavy rain.
A girl holding an umbrella appeared on the slope of Lishan where she let go of the sheep.
The girl looked at the completely destroyed hut, with countless complex emotions in her eyes.
She put down her umbrella and started tidying up the shed in the rain.
It took her a long time to finally restore the collapsed and dilapidated hut to almost the same as when she lived in it.
Satisfied, she sat curled up on the bed in the shed, with the vitality surging in her body, dispelling the moisture in the shed.
However, there is still a lack of bowls and chopsticks, as well as things for cooking rice and soup.
She was a little dazed, but couldn't help but sighed.