Nightfall

Ning Que has been in Weicheng for many years and naturally understands the importance of Xiangyuan.

This human war must inevitably be divided into two levels. The academy confronts the drunkard and the butcher, the sword saint Liu Bai, and the hidden master of Daomen, and the rest of the enemies need the Datang Tieqi to sweep.

The Datang Tieqi is the strongest cavalry in the world. As long as it adapts to the situation of the battlefield, it can directly kill all the practitioners in the five territories. This college can't find those who are behind the college.

If Datang really agreed to the conditions of the Xiling Temple and ceded Xiang Wanyuan to the King of the Golden Account, it would mean breaking his arms and giving up his most powerful weapon.

Ning Que should not agree to this condition anyway, but he knows the focus of the negotiations in the Xiling Temple, and even the real purpose of the drunkards appearing in Chang'an City is Xiang Wanyuan.

The Night Temple was quiet and silent, including the Queen Mother and the Queen, everyone was waiting for him to show his attitude, because at this time, the attitude of the academy was equal to that of Datang.

Ning Que stood up and looked at the group officials and said, "Talk to the other party first, and then I will think about it."

In regard to the country, no one can make a decision in such a short time.

That night, Ning lacked the house on the shore of Yanming Lake, but did not go to Ye Hongyu.

Early in the morning, the sound of chickens and dogs rose from the streets. Before the buns opened the door, there was a hot mist overflowing from the cracks in the door, and was blown down by the morning breeze on the street, wetting the bluestone.

A new day is coming.

The court continued to negotiate with the Xiling Temple mission. According to the news from the palace, the temple was extremely tough, and it was different from the previous days, especially in the cession of Xiang Wanyuan.

Ning Que understands where the confidence in the temple came from. He waved the Tianshu officials away and got up to drink a bowl of porridge. Came to Meiyuan, pushed open the door and went in.

Ye Hongyu likes to take a bath in the morning, because she likes to spend every day refreshingly.

When Ning Que walked into her room, she had just taken a bath.

The wet black hair was scattered on her shoulders, with water dripping from her hair, just covering her chest.

Ye Hongyu glanced at him, walked to the bronze mirror and began to comb his hair, and asked, "Decided?"

As she combed her hair. The black hair was combed from the front to the back. You can see clearly in the mirror.

Ning Que asked: "What's the decision?"

Ye Hongyu said, "Sign it."

Ning Que shook his head.

Ye Hongyu saw his shaking his head from the mirror, his hand holding the comb slightly stiff, and said, "I thought you had made a decision, so I was a little unhappy, so I would **** me."

Ning Que said: "Although you were born beautiful."

Ye Hongyu said: "Even if you think about it, it is not a beautiful thing."

Ning Que said: "At least I haven't thought about it."

Ye Hongyu said: "I'm not wearing clothes. But you stared at me, what was that thinking?"

Ning Que said: "This is my home. In addition, in the wilderness swamp, I have seen you are not wearing clothes."

Ye Hongyu calmly asked: "I haven't asked you. Has it been pretty?"

Ning Que thought for a while and said, "Your body is indeed charming, but thinking about your ruling robes and the money under your skin. I would have no interest."

Ye Hongyu got up and took the **** ruling **** robe and put it on her body, and began to frown at the mirror.

The sacred and ruthless sacred robe of ruling, which covered the delicate body like white jade, especially Ning Que knew that there was nothing under the robe, so it became more attractive.

She didn't wear those maid dresses. Because she was ruling the great priest at this time.

"The Tang Dynasty cannot retain Xiang Wanyuan. The temple can make concessions in any way, and Xiang Wanyuan cannot give up, otherwise this battle of cutting down the Tang Dynasty would have no meaning."

She said with a frown.

Ning Que looked at the fine charcoal pen lightly drawn between her eyebrows and said, "I don't live to ..."

Without waiting for him to finish, Ye Hongyu said: "The people in the academy are alive for meaning, but more people are alive for meaning, and the shrine always needs to give an explanation to the world."

Ning Que said: "I think other conditions are enough to explain."

Ye Hongyu put down his eyebrow pencil, took out a piece of Yinhong rouge from the makeup box, looked at Ning Que in the mirror and said, "How did the temple confess to itself and Haotian?"

She gently pursed her lips like a bright red plum.

Then she turned around and looked at Ning Que, tearing the rouge paper in half.

"We all understand that when Tang Guohe Academy regains its vitality, any peace treaty is just a piece of waste paper. We cannot let Tang Guo continue to be strong, so Xiang Wanyuan must be ours."

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The mission of the Xiling Temple is still tough. The Tang officials who participated in the negotiations are in a very passive position. I do n’t know if it is a passionate young official who has leaked the wind. The details of the negotiations between the two parties. The conditions of the temple are humiliating. It was gradually known by the people of Tang Dynasty. Especially the two conditions of ceding Xiang Wanyuan and Dongshan County made the Tang people angry to the extreme. Why has the Tang Dynasty suffered such humiliation for thousands of years?

From northern Xinjiang to Chengjing, from Congling to Zhuque Street, the number of people killed by Datang soldiers and civilians in this war finally turned the situation around, and apparently did not lose, why did they have to sign such a humiliating peace treaty?

For a time, the city was full of uproar, and the feelings were furious. The hawker is in a bad mood. The hot and sour noodle soup seems to be less flavored. Whatever is done is in a bad mood. Who can sit at home? I do not know how many citizens and students, disabled soldiers who retreated from the front, spontaneously came to the square in front of the palace.

No one was making trouble, or even noisy. Tens of thousands of people stood so silently outside the palace, standing in the cold spring rain, standing in the middle of the night, still not dispersed.

Tens of thousands of people gathered together, but it was silent, and the quiet outside the palace was an indescribable pressure for the people in the palace. Officials who knew the insider instantly became much older.

Many people are waiting this night, and some people are doing other things. They are not without the anger of ordinary Chinese people, but because they have to start thinking about the future.

In the back hill of the academy, Muyou carried a wooden basket on his back and walked among the clouds on the mountainside. After a while, he took a small flag from the basket and inserted it in the mud or in the gap between the rocks.

The cloud gate array method is a large array taught to her by the Confucius, and is an important barrier for Houshan. When she was in the Qingxia, no one presided over the large array, and was forcibly broken by the head of the Xiling Temple, and was severely damaged.

Today, although the subject is seriously injured, the drunkard and the butcher are like a new cloud, shrouded in the hearts of the disciples of the academy, she must hurry to repair, so as to be at ease.

The iron room on the bank of the river was still quiet. Brother Six looked at the mountains in the night with a hammer on his head, and there was a gentle voice from time to time in the room behind him.

"One person has no distance and no amount, another person may be almost immortal. It seems that as long as they don't enter Chang'an City, no one can kill them, but I always remember what the teacher said."

The master ’s fingers were gently swiping in the yellow sand of the Heshan plate, and he said gently: "Except for Haotian, there are no omnipotent and omnipotent people in the world. It ’s time to start the calculation. It ’s a huge job to think about. ”

Brother Si said: "May I share the details with Brother."

Yu Lian was sitting on the cliff and meditating, her fingers writing in the wind from time to time, Tang Xiaotang widened the stone steps on the steep mountain path, and the **** giant knife in his hand became more and more like a big iron rod.

The little white wolf was lying on the stone steps above with no interest.

The wind suddenly rose between the cliffs and went straight up to the night dome to blow away the clouds, exposing the bright moon.

The little white wolf began to howl at that round of the moon, but his voice was still tender, without any momentum.

Junmo stood by the pool, and Zhang San and Li Si were greeting the waterfall.

He is in Wujian ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The big white goose is beside him, washing his feet with the pool water.

The wolf howl of the little white wolf came over the cliff.

The big white goose raised his head, looked at there with some contempt, and curved his neck toward the moon.

"quack!"

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At this time Ning Que was standing on the turret of the imperial city.

He looked at the bright moon in the night sky and the dark and crowded crowd under the city, as if he heard something, and then he remembered something and laughed.

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