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And when the old tutor saw Qi Yuan and Sui Shi.

"This……"

He hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll go pick up His Majesty."

537: The Great Flame Dragon is overjoyed

The Grand Tutor, as the Emperor's teacher, the head of all officials, and the controller of all budgets of Dayan, naturally had a lot of status. He came alone, and Liang Xun, the prefect of Shangshu, naturally also showed corresponding etiquette.

He lifted the curtain and walked out of the sedan chair, slowly came to the side of the tutor and bowed gently.

"Master Taifu."

"If etiquette can be avoided, then it should be avoided." The Grand Tutor stroked his long beard, his eyes extremely solemn, "This is something that has never happened before in the Great Yan Dynasty for thousands of years. There is no convention to follow, so everything should be kept simple."

"The battle with Sui always involves the loss of hundreds of thousands of people and the destruction of more than ten cities."

The Grand Master said with a serious face, "Who among us could have thought that in his first encounter with Sui Zhi Benwo, he could actually fight a human to such an extent that it was difficult to tell who was who?"

Who could have imagined this?

Originally, according to the Taifu's plan, by then the entire road from Baizao to Yumen, from the center to the northwest of Dayan, would be turned into a deserted scorched earth. There would be no way to move cities, and the number of casualties might even rise to millions.

The total population of Dayan is only 300 million!

That's why the Grand Tutor found it so incredible when he saw the arrogant smile that he couldn't suppress even in his sleep.

"So, this person here is really..."

Prefect Liang pointed in surprise at the little boy Longjiao who had his eyes closed, brows furrowed and a distressed look on his face, and asked a question about the soul.

Even with Prefect Liang's great composure, his outstretched index finger was actually trembling slightly. When he got a positive answer from the Grand Tutor, he was immediately deeply shocked and instinctively took a long breath.

Is this the existence that can destroy Da Yan?

Why do I feel so... weak?

Liang Xun knew very well in his heart that weakness and strength are the result of contrast. Maybe in the dream, Sui was at a disadvantage, and Qi Yuan was suppressing him.

Liang Xun suddenly realized something and asked the old master as if waking up from a dream:

"I suddenly fell into a coma and had the same dream again. Does this mean that Ling, one of the fragments of the Sui Beast, has also taken action?"

"This is inevitable. It took you a cup of tea to figure out the key. You are qualified to be a prefect of a state, but if you want to go further, you need to think faster and further."

"That's what the teacher said."

Liang Xun nodded repeatedly humbly. The Taifu was the emperor's teacher, and naturally the world's teacher. It was of course reasonable for Liang Xun to call him teacher.

But compared with direct disciples, the relationship is much more distant.

"Master Taifu, you said that you would invite His Majesty to come and watch. Do I need to arrange personnel and a singing and dancing troupe according to the process of a real dragon's parade?" Liang Xun continued to ask.

"You asked this question because you probably guessed that I don't plan to follow the procedure."

The Grand Tutor patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let's record this. Your Majesty is kind-hearted and considerate of the people. He is afraid that the tour will waste money and manpower, so he announced on the spot that everything should be kept simple, with the ultimate requirement of reaching Shangshu as soon as possible."

The Grand Tutor stepped onto the steps, his long gown fluttering.

Apart from Qi Yuan, he is the only one who has the fastest means of transportation in the entire Da Yan.

"I'll be back as soon as I go."

After saying this, the tutor disappeared instantly.

Liang Xun watched the lightning fly to the horizon in an instant, nodded helplessly, turned around and looked at Qi Yuan who was having a sweet dream, and Sui who was sleeping very uneasily.

"Someone is coming."

He waved his sleeves and called the servants of Liang Mansion: "Cover the young master with a blanket."

"Yes!"

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There are hundreds of stoves, pepper rooms and osmanthus palaces, and the fragrance is wafting in the air.

The real dragon wore twelve crowns and a wide dark black robe. He looked extremely majestic from any angle, a true political animal.

But his actions completely washed away this majesty.

He supported himself on the railing with both hands, stood on tiptoe, and looked up at the sky with anticipation, as if he was waiting until all the flowers had wilted.

"Why hasn't the teacher come back?"

He paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, looking restless, muttering, "What's going on over there with Qi Yuan? Why can't I just go over there?"

Just as he was thinking, a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, cutting a cumulonimbus cloud into pieces.

"Great!"

The real dragon raised his arms and shouted, then as if he suddenly remembered something, he ran to the big chair and sat up straight, with his legs closed, his hands on his thighs, and his tail swept lightly, and the hem of his long hair spread out neatly like a fish tail.

After doing all this, there was a flash of lightning and the tutor appeared.

"What's going on, teacher?"

The real dragon asked anxiously, but tried hard to appear not to be too anxious.

"It's exactly the same as what Your Majesty said." The Grand Tutor nodded slightly. "When Qi Yuan was mobilizing troops like crazy before, I said that Qi Yuan was frightened after being suddenly targeted by Sui, and he tried to find as many soldiers and heavenly masters as possible to seek a sense of security. Now it seems that it is not as simple as I thought."

"I knew it!"

Zhenlong clenched his fist excitedly: "Qi Yuan must have a deep meaning behind what he does! Just like you, teacher."

"..."

Regarding this, the Grand Tutor did not deny anything.

He nodded: "At that time, none of us thought that Qi Yuan had completely predicted Sui's movements and predicted his next move. Shangshu should be the place where he and Quan Quanwei Meng Ling prepared for Sui to fail."

"awesome."

Zhenlong sighed, "It is a great pity in life that I cannot see such masters fighting with my own eyes."

As he spoke, he stole glances at the teacher.

"Your Majesty, I am here to pick you up."

As expected, the Grand Tutor said so. Zhenlong suddenly stood up and grabbed the Grand Tutor's arm: "I was waiting for you to say this... No, Master, is this in accordance with the etiquette of Dayan?"

"Of course."

The master nodded and reminded: "It might be a little painful then."

"Oh?"

He looked impatient and grabbed the master's arm tightly: "Teacher, I want to see if I can hold on."

"Please help me, Your Majesty."

The Grand Tutor just said this, while Zhenlong looked like he wanted to hurry up.

After a while, a straight flash of lightning swept across the sky above Baizao, and with it, there was a long, drawn-out scream.

"what--!!"

Any official who had attended court in Baizao would, upon hearing the scream, suddenly look up and look toward the sky in confusion, trying to find out who in their memory this familiar voice belonged to.

Got nothing.

The officials simply could not connect the shrill screams with the majestic real dragon.

Ten minutes later, Shang Shu.

Cries of surprise and sounds of kneeling rang out, and a real dragon suddenly appeared at the highest point within the sight of the soldiers and the Heavenly Master. Beside him stood the Grand Tutor, whose face was hidden in the shadow of the crown, looking extremely majestic.

but……

"Why doesn't your majesty speak?"

538: Your Majesty's love for talent is obvious

Not only is the real dragon extremely majestic, but its long hair is completely blown out, making it look even more majestic, and its true dragon nature is fully revealed without saying a word.

"..."

"Teacher, help me up."

After trying for a long time, the real dragon was finally able to control his mouth. He immediately opened his mouth and begged for mercy in a low voice. His majestic body slowly fell backwards and was supported by a pair of old and powerful hands.

It does look very majestic, but in fact, just being able to maintain a standing posture requires all the lifelong learning of a true dragon.

"How does it feel?"

"A few days ago, I heard you and Grandmaster Zhongyue discussing how to protect Qi Yuan. He calmly said that he wanted to borrow your power and be on standby to help Qi Yuan at any time. I was a little skeptical, but now..."

“I just admire it.”

"His physical endurance is inherently stronger than your majesty's. This is the result of exercise." The Grand Tutor whispered, "Your Majesty should not underestimate yourself and use inappropriate analogies to block the way for loyal advice."

"really?"

Hearing the teacher's comfort, Zhenlong was quite happy: "Then it seems that I am not a waste."

He is very proud.

The Grand Tutor nodded, which was a kind of affirmation, and then changed the subject: "Your Majesty can take this opportunity to get more electric shocks. In this way, after a long period of practice, Your Majesty will sooner or later become as resistant to electric shocks as Qi Yuan and I."

"I'm a waste, I'm a waste!"

The real dragon was frightened, and his previous smugness disappeared in an instant, and he kept admitting that he was a waste.

Finally, Zhenlong concluded:

"Obviously, my brother is more suitable to be a real dragon than me."

"That's true."

The Grand Tutor also nodded, which was considered as a kind of agreement.

After a while, the numbness and pain finally eased a little. The real dragon quickly withdrew his hand and walked down steadily. The majestic dragon robe on his body was like a moving mountain, bringing endless pressure to people.

Without saying a word, he walked up to Liang Xun, the prefect of Shangshu, and first glanced at Sui who was having a nightmare.

The real dragon wanted to run over and give it a kick.

But his majesty and demeanor told him that it was absolutely impossible, so the real dragon looked down at the villain and gave a cold laugh, with three parts of indifference, three parts of disdain, and the remaining four parts of joy.

The imperial family is truly ruthless... Liang Xun, who didn't know the truth, stood aside and sighed silently in his heart.

"Have you ever tried to kill him directly?"

The real dragon suddenly turned around, and Liang Xun felt a chill on his back, as if he was facing a giant beast alone.

The real dragon looked down and asked, "There are so many Tianshi officers and soldiers, some of whom are fighting in the northern border. Hasn't anyone thought of killing this evil beast directly in the outside world to relieve Qi Yuan's worries?"

"..."

Liang Xun was silent for a while.

After a while, he slowly stepped forward and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"Qi Yuan told us not to do anything, let alone make smart decisions and be careful not to miss the opportunity."

He was a little hesitant, not knowing whether he should report the truth to His Majesty. After all, these words were a bit harsh. In this context, didn't it mean that His Majesty's sincere concern was just being clever?

I can’t imagine a real dragon getting angry.

"Ok?"

Sure enough, the real dragon's crown shook, as if it was brewing a rage as huge as the sky.

it's over...

"Well, since it is the order of my beloved Qi Yuan... uh, idea, then let him do it. I have always required myself to be lenient to others. Liang Qing does not need to make such an expression." The real dragon was still full of majesty, but his tense body suddenly relaxed.

But Liang Xun was speechless.

Did Your Majesty just say... Never mind, I must have heard it wrong.

The real dragon looked at his beloved Qi Yuan, who was having a sweet dream, stretching his body from time to time, looking extremely relaxed.

"I won't board the ship when the real dragon calls me, claiming that I am the immortal of wine!"