The heavens begin from practicing swords in the palace

Dali Kingdom, the Imperial Palace.

The country's national strength is weak, and there are not many soldiers and horses raised.

However, the forbidden area of ​​the imperial palace had to be guarded. In this palace, there were hundreds of armored soldiers patrolling back and forth.

Of these hundreds of soldiers, most of them are the cronies placed by Gao Shengtai. Once there is any disturbance in the palace, these soldiers will immediately report to Gao Shengtai.

However, after Duan Yanqing's argument and the support of Tianlong Temple, he finally ordered Murong Bo to be the commander of the imperial army.

Several months later, Murong Bo managed to bring dozens of his retainers into the imperial army.

This night, above the imperial palace, the moon and stars are sparse.

A looming black shadow suddenly appeared outside the hall.

In the hall, Duan Yanqing was discussing important matters with Murong Bo.

Duan Yanqing sighed, and said: "Brother Murong, Gao Shengtai has gone too far in the past few months. He wants to intervene not only in important military and state affairs, but also in local government affairs. When he saw me, It is the sword that goes to the palace, enters the court but does not follow, praises and worships without being famous..."

After a pause, Duan Yanqing said again: "I don't know what he thinks in his heart, what else? Perhaps, what he covets is precisely my throne..."

Hearing Duan Yanqing's words, Murong Bo turned pale with shock, and said: "Your Majesty, be careful what you say! Be careful that walls have ears!"

Duan Yanqing knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, so he stopped talking immediately.

At this time, there was a long sigh from outside the hall.

"who?"

The expressions of Duan Yanqing and Murong Bo changed.

What is said here, Duan Yanqing is very dissatisfied with Gao Shengtai, if Gao Shengtai finds out, he might rebel immediately.

Perhaps, Gao Shengtai still needs to spend some effort to stand on his own, and there is a lot of resistance.But it would be much more convenient if he pulled out a young Duan's son and established him as the king.

"Don't worry, both of you! All the imperial guards outside the main hall were knocked down by my fingers! They won't be able to wake up for a while!"

A bronze-skinned man walked in slowly with his hands behind his back.

Duan Yanqing pointed the halberd secretly with his right hand, and shouted: "Who are you?"

The bronze-skinned man smiled slightly and said, "Who am I? Why don't you ask Mr. Murong!"

When Duan Yanqing heard this, he looked at Murong Bo at the side.

However, Murong Bo's expression showed an extremely complicated expression, and he said: "After so many years, Mr. Zhuo's martial art has improved so much!"

This bronze-skinned man is none other than Zhao Qiu. He practiced strength by the sea. After nine years, his originally fair skin was tanned by the sun.

Nine years ago, although Murong Bo lost to Zhao Qiu, the two were still brothers, of course Zhao Qiu was the uncle and Murong Bo was the middle.

In the past nine years, Murong Bo has been planning all kinds of affairs while practicing diligently, thinking that his martial arts has developed so fast that there are few rivals in the world.At his level, the six senses of senses have already been mastered. If someone stands in front of him, he can roughly perceive whether the opponent's martial arts are deep or shallow.

However, Murong Bo at this time can no longer see through Zhao Qiu's depth.

Zhao Qiu smiled "hehe", looked at Duan Yanqing, and said, "I am extraordinary, a successor of the Yizi Huijianmen, I have met Emperor Duan!"

At this moment, Murong Bo said: "Your Majesty, this Mr. Zhuo Bufan Zhuo has outstanding martial arts, far surpassing this minister. Not only that, but his wisdom is so deep that this minister cannot even match!"

"Oh?" It seemed that Duan Yanqing didn't believe it. After all, he knew Murong Bo's martial arts from the bottom up. Even though he himself was considered a master in the world, he was still inferior to Murong Bo.

In his heart, this Murong Bo is already one of the few masters in this world, with a unique knowledge and superb skills, if someone says that someone is far better than Murong Bo, he will be the first to not believe it.

Of course, since Murong Bo admitted that he was far inferior to this "Zhuo Bufan" in front of him, Duan Yanqing expected that this "Zhuo Bufan"'s martial arts must also be profound and unpredictable, perhaps on the same level as Murong Bo.

"What exactly is your intention for breaking into the palace on a moonlit night!" Duan Yanqing's eyes were already stern.

Between Zhao Qiu's expressions, there was an expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and said with a smile: "Break into the palace on a moon night? What is your intention? Hehe... I am here to help Emperor Duan!"

Duan Yanqing looked puzzled and asked, "Help me?"

Zhao Qiu said with a smile: "Emperor Duan came to the throne not long ago, his foundation is not solid, and the military power is still in the hands of the Gao family. I came this time to help Emperor Duan and remove obstacles for you!"

Duan Yanqing couldn't help but look at Murong Bo beside him, meaning you know this person, what do you think?

Murong Bo bowed slightly, and said: "Your Majesty, this Mr. Zhuo Bufan is extremely smart in martial arts, with his help, why not worry about major events being impossible!"

Duan Yanqing showed a "broad as the sea" smile: "Mr. Zhuo came to help me succeed, but I don't know what to ask for?"