The old man had deep wrinkles on his face, but he was not hunched over, but his eyes were a little dark, as if there was a corner of glaze stained on the glass.

Gong Wei was not far behind him, and Churchill left for not long.

And this place still belongs to the Daqi Palace, and I don’t know how many strong people are in charge.

But Jiang Wang still felt a little danger.

The feeling of danger was faintly emitted from the old man, but it was not directed at him.

Jiang Wang asked, "Which palace lord?"

"Eternal life." said the old man.

The Lord of the Palace of Changsheng Jiang Wuqi!

Why did this prince, who is the "most famous today" suddenly invite him?

Because of Zhang Yong? Because of the Yellow River? Because of Jiang Wuyou?

Jiang Wang thought a lot in an instant.

He could have refused.

He is now qualified to reject any prince’s summons, even the eleventh prince who was once the most favored by Emperor Qi.

But he just nodded: "Since the eleventh prince invited me, I would like to ask my father-in-law to lead the way."

Although the process was not pleasant after several contacts with Jiang Wuqi, he had no disgust for Jiang Wuqi himself. On the contrary, he was a little curious.

The old man nodded and bowed, then turned around and walked in front of him, guiding Jiang Wang for a few steps, and stopped in front of a soft sedan chair leaning against the palace wall.

"Qingyangzi, please enter the sedan chair."

While speaking, he lifted the curtain for Jiang Wang.

Jiang looked at it and saw that the decoration was indeed grand, but it was empty.

"I thought the eleventh prince was in the sedan chair." Jiang Wang said casually, not entering the sedan chair.

The old man said, "The palace master saw you being upright and open, and there was no private matter. Of course, it was in the Palace of Changsheng."

This is a reassurance for Jiang Wang.

"I think the eleventh prince is also an open and honest person!"

Jiang Wang smiled and bent down and sat in the sedan chair.

The curtains of the sedan chair were lowered, and four sedan chairmen in front and behind gently lifted the sedan chair and began to move.

There was no tremor in the middle of walking.

Jiang Wang opened the small window casually and felt the evening breeze in Linzi City. Of course, he also missed the situation outside the sedan chair.

The old man in black eunuch's costume was accompanied by the sedan chair with his hands in his arms.

Cage your hands in your sleeves is usually a habit formed to keep warm in the cold winter.

But it is still July and the weather is far from cold.

Moreover, with the strength of this old man, he should have been invincible for the cold and heat for a long time.

The people in the Changsheng Palace are afraid of the cold.

Jiang Wang had such a faint thought in his mind, so he closed his eyes and rested without saying anything else.

Silence all the way.

The sedan chair was moving very fast, and Jiang Wang was slightly familiar with the yellow-level Taoist technique "Dragon and Tiger" in his heart, and the sedan chairman had already stopped and fell into the sedan chair.

"The Palace of Eternal Life has arrived." The old man reminded outside the sedan chair.

Jiang Wang bent down and walked out of the sedan chair. When he looked up, he saw the vertical plaque hanging on the palace gate with the words "Eternal Life".

These two words are majestic, especially the vertical character "生" that makes you feel like you are breaking through the sky. It is also like a person, asking the blue sky straight.

"These two words are written by Your Majesty. They have never been included in other palaces."

The old man explained, with a faint pride in his tone.

Jiang Wang took a look at these two words again and felt the expectation of a father for his child in addition to his grandeur.

"I wish my son a long life."

The architectural style of the entire Changsheng Palace is also grand and even at the moment when it is getting late, it gives people a bright feeling.

Jiang Wang didn't say much, but followed the old man and walked into the Palace of Changsheng.

Along the way, the palace maids who passed by were smiling gracefully, the patrolling palace guards held their chests and heads with wide vision, and the flowers and stones were clean. The atmosphere in this palace was very bright.

There is a saying that "How can one sweep a house without sweeping away the world", and it is also said that "governing a country is like governing a family."

The temperament of the power can be largely reflected in his "home".

Of course, history tells people that before sitting on that dragon throne, everything may not be true.

After entering the third palace gate, before a side hall, the first thing that came into my ear was a violent cough.

The cough sounded short and fast, violent and tight, as if it was about to die of breath.

Listening to this sound, you are very worried that he will cough out all his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, etc.

The old man walking in front of him disappeared with a flash of steps.

Jiang Wang thought about it and walked slowly into the side hall.

"It's okay."

Before stepping into the side hall, he first heard this sentence.

After stepping into the side hall, I saw Jiang Wuqi at first sight.

At that time, Jiang Wuqi was sitting in front of the desk, wrapped in a thick white fox fur, probably comforting the old man standing behind him.

At this time, he turned his head and met Jiang Wang's gaze.

His face was pale and bloodless.

"Let Qing Yangzi laugh." He smiled.

He looked calm, as if he didn't mean to be evil, and there was nothing to hide.

The old man in black eunuch uniform behind him had no expression on his face at this time, and he was unwilling to express his concern.

"I've seen the eleventh prince." Jiang Wang bowed.

There is no discussion on Jiang Wuqi's condition.

Jiang Wuqi does not need comfort.

Jiang Wuqi coughed twice before saying, "I just heard that Qing Yangzi entered the palace today, so I was invited by someone and didn't think I could invite a distinguished guest."

He had a calm smile on his face: "But give it a try."

Jiang Wangqian said: "How can Jiang Wang be considered a distinguished guest?"

"You are my hero of the Great Qi and show your power for my Great Qi. Of course you are a distinguished guest, and you are indescribable."

Jiang Wuqi said, while standing up, he closed the book in front of the table and placed it in the upper right corner, where there were already piles of books.

Facing Jiang Wang's gaze, he explained by the way: "I have been free recently and have read some idle books... some stories about lofty people, evil ghosts and heroes."

"Oh, idle book." Jiang Wang said casually.

Jiang Wuqi seemed to be intrigued: "Why, Qing Yangzi also likes to read idle books?"

Jiang Wang said truthfully: "I don't think much."

Jiang Wuqi seemed to be particularly interested in this topic: "You might as well tell me what you have seen."

"Uh..." Jiang Wang had to say perfunctorily: "The legend of thousands of prides in all countries?"

After he said the title of the book, he became a little confident. After all, it was an idle book that Chongxuan Fenghua liked to read, so he was not far behind. So he emphasized with certainty: "Well. The legend of thousands of heroes in all countries is quite interesting."

"Oh, that's it." Jiang Wuqi smiled with a smile on his lips: "This book is not easy to find."

"Yes." Jiang Wang felt that he would reveal his feelings after he continued to chat. And somehow, the old man looked at him with a very gloomy eyes. He quickly changed the subject and said, "I wonder what happened to Your Highness today?"

"Actually, there is nothing important." Jiang Wuqi wrapped in the white fox fur, like a weak jade carving, as if he would break it with a light knock.

He pressed the book with his thin fingers and walked out from behind the book desk.

"I thought I could not do what my elder sister did for you near the sea. So I lost my mind to attract you. Qingyangzi doesn't have to make things difficult for her."

After Zhang Yong cried at the temple, Jiang Wuqi's momentum plummeted. In the court and the country, countless people looked at each other coldly.

But at this moment he walked slowly and was still extremely noble.

It looks thin and weak at first glance, but it actually feels like patrolling the mountains and rivers.

"Ahem!"

He clenched his fists gently, blocked his lips, and coughed violently twice.

The fur velvet on the white fox fur body followed by trembling with waves like snow.

He stopped coughing, then looked up at Jiang Wang, and said seriously: "Qingyangzi, Gu wanted to see who is the number one in the inner palace in the world. I wonder if you can be satisfied?"
Chapter completed!