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Chapter 1895 Only scales and half claws are outside the clouds(2/2)

Li Zhengshu said hurriedly: "Your Majesty's words are absurd!"

"oh?"

"The Holy Emperor has a vast empire and encompasses all realms. How can he appear alone in this world? From what I can see, the one who wins the victory of Marquis Wu'an is still the pride of the world, just like the preface of Delu Palace!"

"Jun Yulang, Jun Yulang, you are this man..." The emperor reached out and nodded at his Donghua bachelor, but said nothing else.

Then he opened the memorandum in his hand and said, "There is one more thing that you should discuss with me."

Li Zhengshu raised his hand and said, "My lord, let me give it a try."

The emperor looked at the memorial and said: "Qi Xiao's comment on Hou Wu'an's military strategy included another sentence, saying that she took action to erase the disaster on Hou Wu'an, but the disaster on Hou Wu'an seemed not serious in the first place...

What do you mean by what she said?"

Li Zhengshu did not hesitate this time and replied directly: "Shuai Qi is telling Your Majesty that she already knows about the fact that you asked Lord Zhusui to protect Marquis Wu An."

"anything else?"

Li Zhengshu said: "With Qi Shuai's style, Master Zhu Sui will definitely be used."

Always by your side, when to protect yourself wisely, and when to show your heart. The heat of the moment is something that no one can grasp.

There were many ministers who entered Donghua Pavilion, and many accompanied the emperor to play chess and study. Why was Li Zhengshu alone called the "Donghua Scholar"?

That’s also a lot of real skill!

"This Qi Xiao." The emperor was a little helpless: "Does your appetite have that much?"

Li Zhengshu said: "I am not good at military affairs, but occasionally I can play with small money. There are rich ways of playing, and there are poor ways of playing. Generally speaking, the richer you are at the gambling table, the more money you can win."

"Qi Xiao wants to use a white paper lantern to light the way forward, wouldn't he put Marquis Wu'an in danger again?" The emperor said: "He came back from the demon world with difficulty and was supposed to rest for a year and a half, but now he hurriedly went to the lost world again.

But it’s all my intention.”

Li Zhengshu pursed his lips and stopped talking.

"Come on, the general will have his own opinions outside." Emperor Qi put down the memorial: "Since I have assigned Qi Xiao to military affairs, risking his life and death, and using his bravery and strategy, how can I sit in the court and point fingers?"

"Your Majesty, your Majesty!" Li Zhengshu shouted very loudly.

The Emperor looked over and said, "Then what do you think Marquis Wu An should do?"

Li Zhengshu lowered his head and said, "I think your Majesty has already made plans, so I dare not speak nonsense."

The emperor looked out the window and saw the five people hugging Fushan Laogui, who had not yet seen the autumn colors. His voice was leisurely: "Yu Shangqing wrote a poem a few days ago, and it was well written."

Li Zhengshu said: "The Peach Blossom Fairy is naturally a charming character."

"He has been enjoying flowers in the garden for more than a year. He can go out and relax." The emperor said, "He also drank with Marquis Wu'an, didn't he?"

Han Ling gave a slight salute and disappeared into Donghua Pavilion.





People come and go, and the world remains the same.

When it comes to drinking, only gourmets drink wine, while ordinary people mostly drink because of their sophistication, and some are not vulgar and indecent, because they drink emotions.

Marquis Wu'an wanted to have a banquet with his friends, so Dingmao Floating Island moved out all the treasures. Of course, it was not much better. But it was strong enough and managed enough.

Fang Yuanyou walked upstairs with a big wine vat in his arms, and happened to hear his Lord Marquis talk lightly about meeting the blood king fish Xinzhou.

With a shake of his hand, he almost broke the wine vat.

Fortunately, the whole restaurant was quiet and no one paid attention to him.

"Ah?" After all, Zhu Biqiong is not as sharp as Zhuo Qingru. She doesn't know how injured Jiang Wang is. When she heard that it was related to the Blood King, she couldn't hide her panic: "How are you?"

Jiang Wang raised his hand and pressed it softly, speaking calmly and confidently: "It doesn't matter."

Zhuo Qingru concealed her shock by drinking tea, and couldn't help but re-examine this great genius of Qi.

But Jiang Wang didn't really pull the wool over the tiger's skin. He just said: "Fortunately, I was with Master Qin at the time, and she helped block it."

"Which Master Qin?" Zhuo Qingru asked.

Jiang Wangdao: "There is no second real person named Qin in the Mysterious World at the moment."

Zhuo Qingru's eyes were flowing, and he glanced at Zhu Biqiong without any trace. The blood king's terrifying magical power is not easy to block. An ordinary monk will die if he can't even take a look at him. The real person in Diaohailou can help so easily.

Is that so? Especially for a talented person from Qi State?

Zhu Biqiong breathed a sigh of relief: "Zhenren Qin doesn't pay much attention to worldly affairs, and maybe he doesn't know you well enough... Uh, I mean, I mean, she, she..."

Her mood fluctuated too much, and she was momentarily clumsy. The more she tried to speak clearly, the less clear she became. She was so anxious that she wanted to burn the sea with eight notes. She was completely different from the indifferent and serious senior sister she usually was.

Zhuo Qingru kindly helped to summarize: "You said her eyes were not very good, and her heart was clouded by lard."

Zhu Biqiong glared angrily.

"When I first came to the Mysterious Realm, someone told me that all human beings in the Mysterious Realm are all noble. Qin Zhenren also had this in mind." Jiang Wang took over the words: "Fellow Daoist Zhu, do you have any contact with the sect?

Is there any way? Zhenren Qin is injured now, and King Yan of the Sea Clan is probably chasing her——"

"Okay, I'll go right away!" Zhu Biqiong stood up immediately.

Turning around, he saw Fang Yuanyou holding a huge wine jar and pestle.
Chapter completed!
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