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1710. Eternal Glory

Since Zhao Ru was born, she has not experienced any life threats in the palace, let alone any trauma.

If you have to talk about trauma, it means that Zhao Ru was not very good at walking when she was younger, and fell on the steps and made her head bleed.

That made Zhang Ru wipe her tears.

This almost all-round protection also made Zhao Dongting's thinking gradually become inertia. He never thought about any security problems that Zhao Ru, Zhao An and others would have in the palace.

But now Huang Liujia suddenly mentioned it, and he was really a little alert to him.

Zhao Ru, Zhao An and the others have grown up safely to this day, which has a lot to do with his protection of the children. But this does not mean that no one can hurt them.

Even Zhao Dongting himself could not guarantee that his former enemies and current great enemies would not have spies in the palace.

And those people may not be unable to pose a threat to Zhao Ru and the others. If they didn't take action before, they probably just felt that there was no need to expose their identity for this.

After all, Zhao Ru, Zhao An and others are just children. Even if they are stabbed, they will only make Zhao Dongting and others sad without having too much substantial impact on the Song Dynasty.

But now it is different. If Zhao Ru's swordsmanship talent is spread, someone might have to kill Zhao Ru in the bud at the cost of death.

Zhao Dongting himself is both civil and military. I think that a country like the Yuan Dynasty would never hope that an emperor like him would appear in the Song Dynasty again.

"Um……"

After pondering, Zhao Dongting nodded slightly and said to Huang Liujia: "Master Huang, tell the Lord Le Tang that he must strictly order the people of Wudingtang not to spread the story of Ru'er's sword intent and talent. Furthermore, these days, Ru'er will follow you to worship your priests. Apart from his two personal maids taking care of his food and daily life, outsiders are not allowed to approach his residence at will."

"I received the order."

Huang Liujia agreed and walked out of the imperial study room.

After Zhao Dongting reviewed all the remaining memorials in a very short time, he quickly left the imperial study room and returned to his bedroom.

The first thing he did when he returned to the bedroom was to gather all the people in the bedroom, including the girls, and then talked to them about Zhao Ru's affairs in a serious tone.

He wants Zhao Ru's sword intent talent to become a secret, and except for those who already know, he will try not to let more people know.

But no one knows whether this can be done or not.

...

night.

Deep in the Yuan Palace.

There was only one lamp in the house, and the light was dim and dim. The layout inside was very simple. Apart from the tables, chairs and beds, there were no other items.

Perhaps this is the simplest room in the luxurious Yuanhuang Palace.

But the status of those who live in this room in the palace, especially among eunuchs, cannot be underestimated.

He is mysterious and extremely noble. Even Huang Liangce would respectfully call him the mysterious old eunuch who calls him Master and the actual helm of the spider web.

In such a night, this old eunuch, who was mysterious in the eyes of countless people in the Yuan Palace, sat alone at the table, looking like a dead tree.

Fortunately, he had some movements, put his hands on the table, and was flipping through things from time to time.

That was a stack of paper.

If someone else saw this stack of paper, he would probably be shocked. Because this was a report from the members of the spider web from all over the Yuan Dynasty, and the content was related to the dark night action.

Since the implementation of the Dark Night Operation in the Song Dynasty, there have been such memorials delivered to the palace like snowflakes in various parts of the Yuan Dynasty. Yuan Huang Zhen Jin was furious about this and was said to have vomited blood.

In fact, Zhen Jin knew that the time when those officials were stabbed was not as early as the old eunuch. The ability of the spider web to transmit information was also terrifying, faster than Yima.

At this moment, Zhenjin probably hasn't received the memorial of assassination of officials from cities along the border between the Yuan Dynasty and the Song Dynasty base areas, but these lists have already appeared in the old eunuch.

Daluhuachi of Qingyang Prefecture... Daluhuachi of Yan'an Prefecture, Censor...

These border cities that are the farthest from Yuanzhong, and the news that officials were stabbed appeared on the stack of paper in front of the old eunuch.

The paper is not thick. It can be imagined that he had already received the assassination of officials from cities close to Zhongdu.

At this moment, the old eunuch's face was extremely stiff, as if this expression was his normal state, an expression that could be indifferent to anything and anything.

After reading about dozens of papers in front of him for a long time, he suddenly spoke, his voice was hoarse, "What a big deal..."

There is no fluctuation in the sound either.

I'm afraid anyone will be surprised to see this kind of concentration. Unless this old eunuch doesn't care about Dayuan at all and treats himself as an outsider.

Outside the door, there was a slight knock on the door.

"Come in."

The old eunuch turned his head and looked over and spit out two words, but there was no wave in ancient and modern times.

A figure who looked a little thin walked into the house.

It was the real gold of the Yuan Emperor.

Since the Song Dynasty attacked the Yuan Dynasty, he has indeed lost weight. It is really not easy to sit in that position above ten thousand people.

"Real gold pays homage to my ancestors!"

Next, a jaw-dropping scene happened. After Zhen Jin walked into the house, he slowly knelt down in front of the old eunuch. His movements and expressions looked so natural.

And if you look carefully, you will find that Zhen Jin's eyes still have a certain worship look.

If anyone in the Yuan Palace saw this, it would inevitably cause a huge wave in his heart. The old eunuch's origin and identity are very mysterious, but no one dared to think that he would have such an identity.

Zhen Jin called him his ancestor and performed the ceremony of kneeling and worshiping, which is enough to show that the old eunuch was a member of the royal family of the Yuan Dynasty.

"What's the matter?"

The old eunuch turned his head and looked at Zhen Jin. His eyes were not fluctuating. He just waved his sleeves gently, and Zhen Jin was helped up by a gentle force.

A look of surprise flashed through his eyes, and soon calmed down, but then he fell down again and said, "Zhen Jin begs my ancestors to take action for my Great Yuan Kingdom!"

"Take it?"

The old eunuch said lightly: "Just because the spies in Song State assassinated many of you officials and generals, you can't help but want me to take action?"

Zhenjin showed a look of shame, "Zhenjin is incompetent. Although he has received help from the four major vassal states... but... due to the huge disparity in national strength between the two countries, Zhenjin has no confidence to defeat the Song State. Only by asking his ancestors to take action and kill the Emperor of Song State, he is still young and has no successors. In this way, Song State may decline rapidly and the Yuan Dynasty... can be continued..."

There should be no way to really let an emperor say all this. Born in the royal family, being arrogant is inevitable, and real gold is definitely not the kind of person who easily admits defeat.

However, the old eunuch shook his head slowly, "What I promised her back then was to let the Yuan royal family enjoy the glory forever..."
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