Chapter 150

Li Xiuyuan was shocked.

He found that he didn't know what words to use to describe Luo Hong.

Every word of "Saint Ruhong" is just like a peacock.

Mainly those quantities

Every right word is the true words of saints. They are the true words of saints that ordinary Confucians have been dreaming of all their lives. As a result, in Luo Hong, these true words seem to turn into twinkling stars in the night.

How many are these?

Dozens of sage's true words?

Is it enough to form a sage article?

The only pity is that all the true words of saints are one word.

Li Xiuyuan is in a trance. How many years has it taken him to gather so many sage's true words?

It seems that Luo Zhenyan, who had never left the library, could not leave.

Little younger martial brother is silent in the sage's instruction, the fragrance of the sea of books is difficult to extricate himself.

"Younger martial brother Well

Li Xiuyuan was very ashamed and pleased.

Fortunately, he finally took Luo Hong on the right path, and the other side was able to concentrate on the truth. This is also a kind of progress. Slowly, step by step, he moved the younger martial brother.

"Children can be taught."

Li Xiuyuan said with a gentle smile and patted Luo Hong on the shoulder.

Luo Hong rolled his eyes. If he was not desperate, how could he choose to condense so many "Zheng" words.

However, this time, it was not without harvest. At least, in addition to the cultivation of heresy, Luo Hong's many improved cultivation practices were all stabilized.

The sage's true words calm the whole body, and his Qi and blood are stable as usual. The fierce sword Qi in the original meridians is much better.

Li Xiuyuan seems to notice that Luo Hong's mood is not high, like a little daughter-in-law who is angry. Li Xiuyuan smiles.

"Don't be angry. Isn't it a good harvest? There are so many sages' true words. Even if yipinxixiu meets you, younger martial brother just needs to spread out all these words. He will lose his interest in convenience. "

"It's the same as Baoming Fu. I don't have any loss. What's the matter with you?"

Li yuanxiu.

When Luo Hong heard the speech, he could only comfort himself in this way.

Now, it seems that he can only be disgusted.

No He is evil self-cultivation, isn't that self disgusting?

No longer talking about this topic, Luo Hong looked at Li Xiuyuan: "elder martial brother said that today is the monthly examination of the academy?"

Li Xiuyuan nodded: "the school will have an examination every month, because you killed a lot of students in the secret land of heaven, so this month's examination, in addition to assessing your practice, will recruit some students again."

"The monthly exam is not very difficult for you."

"Si Tian Yuan has replaced Huang bang. Now you are the imperial study in Huang Bang's palace.

The prince looked at the thick stack of memorials and tapped his fingers on the table with a meaningful smile.

"Luorentu is still luorentu. At that time, my eyes were all on Luo Hongchen, but I ignored you. I didn't expect that now, I'm so stiff."

The prince's hair was falling down in front of his forehead, and he slowly read the memorial, which seemed a bit boring.

He called for the little eunuch and asked him to read these memorials to impeach Luo Hou.

These memorials of impeachment are all rubbish. In the eyes of the prince, they are like a pile of waste paper. It's a waste of time to read them.

All of a sudden.

Outside the imperial study, Wei qiansui came.

There was a kind of sharp voice with a little hoarseness: "Your Highness, there is news coming from the palace in the north of the town..."

The prince teases the tribute birds in the study. Hearing this, he picks his eyebrows. What news can the old eunuch come to find him.

"What's the news?"

Wei qiansui's eyes were deep, but he didn't smile: "the king of Zhenbei is going to hold his birthday."

Oh?

The prince stopped teasing and turned calmly.

"Birthday?"

"How does Wei qiansui feel?"

The prince said faintly.

"The grandson of Zhenbei King defeated Chu Tiannan in Anping County, and won the ancient sword Chunjun from Chu Tiannan. Now he is in full swing. Maybe Zhenbei King plans to gather his subordinates and teach Luo Hong to know him. If Luo Hong can be recognized by Zhenbei king and his old subordinates, he will have a strong force in the imperial capital..."

"The power of Zhenbei king is very precious. Although Luo Hou was famous for his killing in northern part of the Great Wall, he was also known as the butcher of Luo people, but he was not recognized by this power in the past. Now Zhenbei king is old. If it had been developed according to the original situation, when Zhenbei king died, this power would have dispersed. But now Luo Hong came out of the Luo family. If Luo Hong got this power Your highness needs to pay attention to it. "Wei qiansui's sharp voice lingered in the imperial library.

"It's better to break the thoughts of the Luo family before the birthday of the king of Zhenbei. Otherwise, the more difficult it will be for your highness to make use of it."

The eunuch who read the memorial was sweating. Did he hear something he shouldn't have heard.

The prince glanced at the young eunuch and began to smile.

"It's time to take it seriously."

"Duke Wei, you take this" Piao Xue "to Jiangling mansion. In the name of this palace, you will hold a" sword appreciation meeting "before Zhenbei King's birthday. This is Luo Hongchen's relic. Luo Hong will go to this meeting."

Wei qiansui's eyes suddenly narrowed when he heard the speech. There was a deep meaning on his white face.

Snow sword, this is the prince these years, the most favorite, the most often play things.

Now I'm actually using this sword as a guide.

It seems that the prince has finally attached importance to Luo Hong.

Wei qiansui respectfully took over the snow sword, then turned into a shadow, quickly swept out, instantly turned into a black spot, disappeared in the palace.

The prince took a negative hand and looked at the forbidden place deep in the palace, with a deep smile.

Suddenly, he turned slightly.

The eunuch, who was reading the memorial, immediately stressed the key point in the memorial.

In a flash, the little eunuch's forehead was covered with rolling beads of sweat.

"Temple Your highness, please forgive me... "

The little eunuch fell on his knees shivering.

The prince looked at the little eunuch, at the important one ink Memorial, sighed.

A wave of the hand.

The next moment, in the darkness of the imperial study, it seemed that a black palm came out and grabbed the little eunuch. In the darkness, only the little eunuch whimpered in horror.

Soon everything was dead.

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