The Rise of Phoenixes

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The two separated by their respective carriage curtains, and chuckled. As they continued, they put down the curtains and drove back and forth to the Sima Mansion.

Get off the car and enter the house, walk in three times, and Lu Rui's expression is completely different from that of Changping Palace. He changed his lazy and arrogant look, and looked forward in a hurry. Retreating, it can be seen that Lu Fu's manner is extremely strict.

All the way into the inner study, and then into the inner study room, Lv Ruicai gave way to the seat and sternly said: "Weihou, offended before."

Feng Zhiwei responded with a smile and said, "Why is the big Sima going forward and then respectfully?"

"The former person is a last resort." Lu Rui smiled, "The latter person, Wei Hou should be accepted."

"Oh?" Feng Zhiwei smiled. "The big Sima is the right arm of the regent, the first minister of Xiliang. Why do you need to be so cautious and play in the court? What merit do you have to make, and be the big Sima bow?"

"Wei Hou may not want to believe me." Lu Rui smiled bitterly. "Also, I know my reputation is nothing more than the name of a treacherous official, but just the name of the outside, but I don't have to worry about that much. The courage to invite Wei Hou to come here is really just a question."

"please say."

"According to reports that Wei Hou adopted a daughter, she was inadvertently picked up at a wharf in the South China Sea?" Lv Rui's expression was faintly anxious. "Will Wei Hou tell me, where did Ling Ai pick up? What was the situation at that time? Can there be any personal marks? "

Gu Nanyi, who had been sitting in silence while drinking tea, suddenly looked up, but Feng Zhiwei only smiled and said, "Why does Da Sima have this question?"

Lu Rui stared at her for a long while, nodded bitterly, and said, "I don't make it clear. I want to come to Wei Hou and will not tell me the truth anyway. Even so, I'm not afraid to give me this Xiliang palace secret , And Wei Houquan were afraid to entrust them, and wanting to use Wei Hou as a person would certainly not declare it to the fourth person."

Feng Zhi smiled and squinted and answered, "Da Sima will certainly not be wrong to see people."

Lu Rui reluctantly glanced at the 18-year-old Hou Ye, who was generally slippery, and took a sip of tea. He re-checked the four doors and windows before sitting down.

The candlelight in the dark room was faint and the trembling of the light extinguished, illuminating the face of the woman's bright and ruddy woman, while her eyes flickered and shattered the light of sorrow.

He seemed to be thinking about the wording, and seemed to calm down the ups and downs of his heart, and he said slowly: "Things will start from the end of the seventeenth year of my Xiliang Shengwu..."

The lights in the secret room of the Sima Mansion in Xiliang were quiet. Three people sat around to listen to an undisclosed secret of Xiliang. The Tiansheng Chu King's study was lit brightly, and His Royal Highness was late at night.

The little fellows crept up and down, fearing that they would disturb His Highness thinking about national events.

His Royal Highness is indeed thinking about big things, but not the country.

The five-petal lotus palace lamp on the desk is bright, shining on a thin bag of seven lacquers, wrapped tightly and tightly, just looking at the degree of sealing and tightening of this thing, it is the individual who is able to think that it is the culmination of the rise and fall of the country. Confidential military affairs.

Under the lamp, Ning Yi's one-handed amount of money, and looked at the kit lightly, thinking that Ning Cheng's things are getting more and more miscellaneous, even if things related to Feng Zhiwei need to be sealed tightly, there are eight hundred miles from the special channel. Fire paint? What if this is desperately snatched by a spy from which country as a military requirement?

The lower abdomen of King Chu's abdomen was slapped for a long time, and he put his hand on the pouch, and immediately frowned again-so heavy? But in return for telling him to choose Feng Zhiwei's current situation, he thought he was writing a chapter-style novel?

There was some bad hunch in his heart, he also got up and closed the doors and windows before sitting back to open the kit.

The kit was opened, and a book was snapped out. The paper was neatly nailed. The cover was also made of hemp paper. The cover was also painted. The coloring was fresh and bold, and the brushwork was magical. Ning Yi recognized it for a long time. -The Spring Palace.

Under the picture of the **** palace, which looks like a cockfight, there is the title "Xileng Menghualu" written by Ning Cheng.

Ning Yi stared at the cover and the title, and almost didn't hold this **** to the ground. After watching it for a long time, she couldn't resist to open it.

The first page is awesomely "The Secret History of Gu Nanyi and Wanhua Loutou Slender Lotus".

Illustration: A lotus flower painted more like a pumpkin.

Ning Yi was drinking tea, and when he watched it, he quickly swallowed the tea in his mouth, put the tea cup down quickly, and took it aside, putting it far away.

He looked at the pile of "personal opinions" and Ning Cheng's unscrupulous opinions such as "Someone didn't know if he was jealous, Gu Nanyi opened the door", his eyes narrowed slightly, there was no Ning Cheng The anger that I hope to see, has a sharp meaning like a needle point, a little cold, and a slight glance.

The second page, "Gu Nanyi's thunderous attack on the chest."

Illustration: A pair of men and women standing on the threshold with a chest.

Ning Huwei's painting art is very good, all the figures, no matter what posture and appearance, look like cockfighting.

Ning Yi grabbed Shen Zuo, read the incident and personal views three times, and began to cough.

Although the painting was so miraculous and absent, he didn't seem to want to see it more, but he couldn't help but read it twice, and then turned his face away.

The moment he fell away, there was a very subtle flash of light in his eyes, a bit of anger and a bit of thinking.

The light and shadow of the twisted painting under the palace lantern changed, and it seemed that the scene was still alive in the trance. Ning Yi frowned and immediately turned over that page.

On the third page, the font is particularly large, written in red paint, **** eyes widening, and the title is also horrifying, "The evil guards tempted the mountain, and Zhongning Cheng was ruined!"

Illustration: A big red mud pit.

Ning Yi ignored the claims of a guard who did not want to do anything. Instead, he focused his attention on some words. His expression was slightly dignified this time, and he held his forehead and thought for a while. After a while, he closed. Eyes, sighed slightly.

There was a sense of frustration in his eyes, very deep and far away.

The fourth page, "Xiliang Longjiang Inn is the most licking style".