Today I hold the world

The left and right prime ministers of Liang Guo have hardly held any real power in their hands in recent years. The left prime minister, Qiao Ling, and the right prime minister, Li Ye, are all old guys in their 80s. prestige and resources.

When Zhong Ziyan was in Baiyun City, he heard from Bai Hubei that when his father died, he mentioned that the Qiao and Li families seemed to be involved in the fall of the Jiang Dynasty. Now that he has come to Wangcheng, it is time to visit their house .

After returning to the inn and putting Zhong Shouyi to sleep, Zhong Ziyan strolled out of the inn, the sky was full of stars, and the city was bustling and lively, but after all, he could still feel something unusual.

The monarch's life is in danger, and the whole city is under martial law, but on the surface, no one wants to cause panic among the people, but in fact, many ministers have gathered to discuss the direction of the court.

Left Prime Minister Qiao Ling's mansion was in the relatively secluded Lantian Courtyard in the East City. It was the middle of the night at the gate of the courtyard, and many dark shadows entered the mansion one by one, all of them were subordinate disciples attached to his family.

No matter how powerful they are, the family that has existed since the previous dynasty must still be more powerful than most of Liang Guo's officials.

Zhong Ziyan covered his body casually and stepped into the main hall of the mansion, seeing young officials discussing one after another, talking about the monarch's injury and the direction of the court.

How could these mortals find Zhong Ziyan, they talked back and forth, only waiting for the old man who sat high in the chair to say a word, so they could go back to sleep with peace of mind.

When people live to a certain extent, they will become extremely calm. It is a kind of self-confidence and calmness that controls the scene and everyone's psychology. Qiao Ling's current demeanor is exactly like this.

Young people will always have their hands and feet when they enter politics. A few middle-aged people here can still hold their breath. The younger generations of various families have argued to and fro with no results. Finally, someone asked the person sitting high in the hall:

"Mr. Qiao, you are the elder of the three dynasties. This time the monarch has an accident, the Zhang family in Jiangbei will definitely take action. I wait for the younger generation to be weak, and I still need you to say something respectful. Should I fight or not?"

"Yes, Mr. Qiao must have a plan!"

"Exactly, Mr. Qiao must have a good opinion!"

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The older a person is, the more he enjoys the feeling of being respected and awed by the juniors. Who can escape the royal power, wealth, fame and fortune?

Qiao Ling stroked his white beard and laughed, "You melons are too impatient.

Now the national teacher has not yet concluded that His Majesty is safe, how can we do it for you, everything is still waiting for the national teacher to plan. "

After a while, everyone in the venue looked at me and looked at you, but none of them understood what Qiao Ling meant.

Now the court divides the two factions with the National Teacher and Zhang Mingyuan. The left and right sides naturally stand on the side of the National Teacher, but each family has its own interests to fight for. Most of these disciples still only use Qiao Ling as their backer. Taoist priests, in their hearts, how can scholars be controlled and driven by Taoist priests.

"Let's all go back, don't be impatient, and don't need to panic, the sky won't fall." The old man left the seat tremblingly, and the disciples wanted to ask some more questions, but no one dared to catch up.

After watching the crowd leave, Zhong Ziyan strolled to the backyard and saw Qiao Ling walking into the house alone, so he also walked into the house.

The old man stood on the ground in silence for a long time, and just about to lie down on the couch, he suddenly saw a thin, black-robed Taoist figure in the room.

"you!"

He didn't have time to speak, Zhong Ziyan only glanced at him, he lay down on the bed with his mouth shut, his whole body was cold, it felt like he was about to be suffocated by the oppression of heaven and earth, as if he was about to die in hell in the next moment.

Zhong Ziyan looked at the moonlight throwing into the room with his hands behind his back, and said: "Poverty is not a mortal man, he is only here to investigate an old matter, if you ask anything, you can answer whatever you want, if you dare to tell half a lie..."

The sound of rustling came from the tea table in the house, and the black stone tea table turned into powder in an instant, and the teacups and tea sets on it fell to the ground.

Qiao Ling has lived for more than 80 years, and he firmly believes in the theory of immortals, otherwise he would not be standing in the camp of the national teacher. Now that he saw it with his own eyes, he was shocked and nodded repeatedly.

In this world, the vast majority of people do not have any great enlightenment. People are afraid of death. The more powerful they are, the richer they are. The more you get, the less you want to lose.

"The immortal just asks, old man... oh no, I know everything." Qiao Ling bowed and cupped his hands.

Zhong Ziyan said, "Have you heard of 'Ziyun Mountain'?"

"This!" Qiao Ling's eyes froze, his pine-yellow and black-spotted face was full of shock, seeing Zhong Ziyan frowning, he quickly responded:

"I heard it, I heard it when I was young."

"How much do you know about Ziyun Mountain?"

Qiao Ling was in a trance, and Shaoqing recalled: "When I was 16 years old, a purple-clothed Taoist came to my home late at night, and talked with my father for a long time, and then he never appeared again.

At the age of 32, my father said before his death that the man was from Ziyun Mountain of the Xianjia sect, and he made a deal with him back then, in exchange for three life-prolonging elixir and the century-old family peace of the new dynasty. "

Zhong Ziyan continued to ask: "So, Jiang Guo's downfall was planned by your family?"

"This... This is naturally not something that one family can plan. I was only a young man with a green beard at the time, and I didn't participate in many things. I only know that when the Jiang Kingdom fell, most of the courtiers surrendered secretly. They worked together to deal with the stubborn side."

"Which side is stubborn?"

"It should be Prime Minister Zhong Tianmo's family." Qiao Ling paused for a moment, and did not mention other forces.

After Zhong Ziyan heard this, he felt sad and couldn't speak, and asked again: "Back then, Zhong's family was slaughtered, but your family participated?"

"..." Qiao Lingdou's sweat dripped down. Through the previous questions, he could clearly guess that the person in front of him seemed to be trying to solve the current problem.

But whether he told a lie or not, it seemed that he couldn't fool this Taoist. Qiao Ling hesitated for a while, then gritted his teeth and replied, "Yes."

The atmosphere was oppressive and gloomy. After a while, nothing happened in the room that he imagined in his mind, and he heard a question in his ear: "Back then, did your family and the Li family and the Bai family have any plots that failed and turned against each other?"

Qiao Ling hardly thought about this question, and quickly replied: "Before his death, the deceased father said that the Bai and Li families had harmed him, and what plotted against him back then. I have not heard the last instruction."

Zhong Ziyan turned around abruptly: "What?"

The air pressure in the room was tense in an instant, and Qiao Ling knelt on the ground, "The next sentence is true, and there is absolutely no lie. Before my father died, Yintang was black and purple, and he was holding a half-foot mysterious purple bamboo in his palm. The one with his eyes closed , the purple bamboo also dispersed with the wind, I don't know what it is!"

What puzzled Zhong Ziyan was that Bai Hubei in Baiyun City said that before his father left, he murmured that the Qiao and Li families had harmed him, but now Qiao Ling's father said that the Bai and Li families had harmed him. What happened between the three families? No way of knowing.

After pondering for a long time, Zhong Ziyan suddenly remembered something, "Does your Qiao family have any children who have been sent to Ziyun Mountain?"

Qiao Ling didn't know why, "All the members of the family are listed in the genealogy, and no children have ever been far away from the royal city."

This is even more strange. It is said that Ziyun Mountain made a deal with the three of them, and giving some pills to prolong life is simply a trick to deceive children.

Thinking of this, Zhong Ziyan left a sentence: "I will look for you later!"

The figure disappeared.

Kneeling on the ground, Qiao Ling wiped away his sweat, thankful that his head was still on his neck, but worried that Zhong Ziyan would come again next time.