Master Yan Se once said that Chang 'an was a big tactical array and also a big talisman, and the talisman was an article. Ning Que looked at the city in front of him, and his eyes fell on the relatively red ball of light somewhere in the south of the straight stone trough. He silently thought that it was probably the seal printed next to the article.
The relatively red ball of light was the Vermilion Bird. As Ning Que's eyes fell on it, the edge of the ball of light slightly changed, as if it had sensed something.
At this moment, Ning Que vaguely understood how to start the big tactical array of Chang 'an. It was so simple, so he was very vigilant.
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After leaving the shabby two-story wooden building, Ning Que followed the Emperor through the imperial garden again, passing through the awe and confusion of those eunuchs and palace maids, and came to the imperial study.
It was quiet in the imperial study.
Ning Que held the array eye pestle wrapped in cloth, and felt a heavy feeling between his fingers. After a long silence, he said, "I'm a little worried that I can't hold it."
The Emperor looked at him and said, "Master Yan Se only has one disciple, and the Headmaster of Academy has agreed that you represent the Academy to enter the human realm. So who else can hold it if not you?"
Ning Que said, "Am I really going to be the Nation Master in the future? Second Brother and Master agreed that I would only cultivate talismans with Master, and not be counted as a member of the Southern Gate Temple. "
"Who said that the Nation Master of Tang must be a Taoist from the Southern Gate Temple? Yes, in order to save some face for the West-Hill Divine Palace, it has been handled this way for hundreds of years. But habit doesn't mean rigid rules. Moreover, you are the disciple of Master Yan Se, and the West-Hill Divine Palace can't find any problems with your identity. "
The Emperor said, "From your tone, it seems that you don't want to be the Nation Master?"
Ning Que said, "When the West-Hill Divine Palace wanted to take Sangsang back to be the Great Divine Priest of Light, I thought it was unreliable. Now that I want to be the Nation Master of Tang, I think it's even more unreliable."
He said bitterly, "Now that I think about it, I'd rather stay in the Old Brush Pen Shop to sell calligraphy."
"Qingshan is very happy to be the Nation Master. Look at him, he doesn't want to die so soon. Whether you want to be the Nation Master or not is a matter for the future. You don't need to worry about it now."
The Emperor changed the topic and said, "Speaking of selling calligraphy, Ning Que, it's been a few days since your calligraphy has been sold. Come on, take advantage of today's visit to the palace to write a few more."
Ning Que glanced at His Majesty and thought about how he was forced to leave behind many calligraphy sections every time he entered the palace. If Sangsang knew about this, she would be heartbroken.
However, the Tang Emperor personally chose the brush, ground the ink, and waited on the side. In the face of such treatment, no calligrapher in the world would be able to refuse to write.
He sighed helplessly in his heart and walked to the table.
At this moment, someone knocked on the door of the Imperial Study.
The Empress slowly walked in with a plate of food in her hands.
Ning Que bowed slightly and stepped aside.
"Eat something first."
The Empress smiled and took the Emperor's hand to the tea table. She handed a bowl of sour tea to him and then walked to Ning Que's side. She rolled up her sleeves and picked up an ink stick, saying, "Let me grind the ink."
Ning Que thought to himself that he was not a bold and unrestrained person like Li Taibai. Although the Empress was plump, she was not a romantic person like Yang Yuhuan. What was this? He refused repeatedly and dared not.
The Empress smiled warmly and jokingly said to him, "You dare when His Majesty grinds the ink for you, but you say you don't dare when I grind the ink for you. Could it be that in your eyes, I am much more terrifying than His Majesty?"
The Emperor, who was drinking the sour tea, laughed and pointed at Ning Que. He said, "She is the one grinding the ink for me when I write. Today, I will let you enjoy this treatment."
What kind of treatment was this? An Emperor's treatment?
Ning Que smiled bitterly and did not refuse anymore. He stood by the table and waited calmly. Thinking of what the Empress had said, he felt a little strange in his heart.
In his opinion, the Empress was much more terrifying than His Majesty.
In the world shrouded by Haotian's Divine Light, the Saintess of Diabolism could actually become the Empress of the Tang Empire, the strongest country in the world. No matter how he looked at it, it was strange and terrifying.
Moreover, the Empress was Xiahou's sister.
Ning Que looked at the Empress's silhouette in silence.
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The Emperor wanted to appreciate Ning Que's new work, so he stayed in the Imperial Study.
The Empress and Ning Que left the Imperial Study and came to the Imperial Garden.
The Empress stopped under a begonia tree and waved her hand to signal the palace maids to disperse. Then she looked back at Ning Que.
Ning Que knew that His Majesty was looking for an excuse to let him and the Empress be alone. Of course, it was not because of any absurd reason. It was because of the general in Tuyang City. However, he did not understand why the Empress would come in person. Was she not worried that someone would see something?
This was because he did not understand the relationship between the Emperor and the Empress. Or rather, he had never believed that the relationship between a commoner and a couple existed in the Emperor's palace.
The Empress was beautiful, charming, gentle, and not timid. Standing under the begonia tree, her appearance was even more beautiful than the begonia flowers.
Ning Que thought that she was indeed the Saintess of Diabolism. She was indeed beautiful.
The Empress looked at him quietly and suddenly said, "Has His Majesty told you?"
After a moment of silence, Ning Que replied, "What does Your Majesty mean?"
The Empress said calmly, "About General Xiahou."
Ning Que nodded.
The Empress said, "Now you should know who I am."
Ning Que shook his head, looking a little confused.
The Empress smiled sweetly and said, "What a naughty child. I really don't understand why the Headmaster of Academy would accept you as a student."
Ning Que smiled and said, "Many people have the same question."
The smile on the Empress's face gradually faded. She looked at him calmly and proudly and said without any other emotions, "Xiahou is my brother. I used to be the Saintess of Diabolism."
In Tuyang City, Ning Que had already known the biggest secret of the Tang Empire through the conversation between Second Brother and Xiahou. However, he did not expect that the Empress would admit it directly without any disguise.
That was why he was still extremely shocked.
The Empress looked at him and said, "I am very curious about the problem between you and Xiahou. Although he is violent and enjoys killing on the battlefield, he is definitely not an idiot like you and His Majesty like to call him. He should be very clear that killing a student of the Headmaster of Academy will not do him any good."
After a moment of silence, Ning Que said, "Two years ago at the entrance of Northern Mountain Road in Min Mountain, General Xiahou's subordinates tried to kill Princess Li Yu. I was there at that time."
The Empress gently plucked the begonia branch in front of her face and walked to the depths of the imperial garden with her hands behind her back.
Ning Que followed behind her and looked at her with her hands behind her back. For some reason, he felt some admiration for her.
Walking to the side of the quiet lake and standing in front of the flowering tree, the Empress said after a moment of silence, "He did this behind my back. I even suspect that the Divine Hall did it in his name."
She turned around and looked at Ning Que quietly. She said, "Now that you are also a cultivator, you should know that if it was me or General Xiahou who attacked with all their strength, you and Li Yu would definitely not have a chance to survive."
Ning Que thought of the two powerhouses at the upper Seethrough State beside Xiahou and tacitly agreed. He said, "If this matter was done by the Divine Hall, Your Majesty will not be able to find any evidence, because those people are General Xiahou's men after all."
The Empress smiled slightly and said, "I may not be able to convince Li Yu, but I think at least now you will have a different judgment on what happened at the entrance of Northern Mountain Road."
Ning Que said, "In the Wilderness, Lin Ling wanted to kill me."
He knew that the Empress in front of him must know who Lin Ling was and must also know about the Horse Gang attack. He did not need to explain too much.
The Empress said, "I still do not think that the Horse Gang incident has anything to do with Xiahou."
Ning Que said, "I agree with Your Majesty. I also think that Lin Ling did this behind General Xiahou's back. But General Xiahou expressed his tacit approval afterward and tried to kill me again at the north of Hulan Sea."
The Empress said, "Lin Ling would not do anything that would harm Xiahou's interests. So he would not try to kill you unless he knew that only one of you could survive."
Ning Que shook his head after a moment of silence and said, "I was just an ordinary soldier in the City of Wei in the past. I have never even seen General Xiahou's face. Apart from these two things, it is impossible for there to be any hatred."
The Empress looked at his eyes quietly and asked, "There really is no hatred?"
Ning Que said, "Indeed."
The Empress suddenly bowed slightly to him.
Ning Que was inexplicably shocked. He hurriedly moved aside and said, "Your Majesty, what are you doing?"
"The previous matter has been settled by Mr. First. If there is really no hatred that cannot be solved, Mr. Thirteen, please give me some face and let him retire peacefully. How about that?"
The Empress restrained herself in front of the flower tree and maintained a half-squatting posture.
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Walking on the crowded Vermilion Bird Avenue, Ning Que looked calm, but his heart was in turmoil. Whether it was the God-stunning Array that His Majesty took him to see or the Empress bowing in front of the flower tree, it was a pressure that he could not bear now.
Previously in the Imperial Garden, the Empress also mentioned Mistress Jian. Ning Que then remembered the rumors in Chang 'an. The Empress and Aunt Jian were really as close as sisters.
These things did not affect his mood.
What really affected his mood was something else.
Now the war in the Northern Wilderness had entered a stalemate. The Tang military did not seem to care about victory. There seemed to be some problems within the West-Hill Divine Palace. They seemed to have the intention to temporarily stop the war and wait to see what would happen.
This meant that Xia Hou would come back in autumn.
Ning Que had long known that Xia Hou came from the Desolate Man's tribe. At this time, he naturally understood why the Northeast Border Military of the Empire was so gentle in this war.
Xia Hou might not be so gentle to other enemies.
Now Ning Que was not afraid of Xia Hou because he had the backing of the Academy. But he did not know what to do when Xia Hou came back.
His Majesty secretly instructed him in the palace, and Her Majesty personally pleaded in front of the flowering tree. It was not because they were afraid that a cultivator in the Seethrough Realm could cause a big storm. They just did not want this matter to involve the Academy, and did not want Xiahou's retirement to have more twists and turns.
The Academy respected the law of the Tang Empire. The Headmaster of the Academy strictly forbade students from interfering in court affairs. Eldest Brother had already allowed Xia Hou to retire. It seemed that Ning Que's revenge had all been written until the end, except for the last method.
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