Yun Canglan looked at Shang Zhongli and seemed to have thought of something. The handsome face was filled with solemnity, but he did not speak immediately, but closed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and finally bowed: "Students follow the teacher's instructions!"

Shang Zhongli stared at Yun Canglan and said slowly: "Have you guessed what I want you to do?"

Yun Canglan didn't say anything.

"This matter is of great importance, so it is a last resort." Shang Zhongli sighed lightly, "If you really do it, you will be afraid that you will have to bear the infamy behind you, and it is more likely... it will cause trouble to your Yun clan. If I don't force you, you can think about it again and then answer me!"

Yun Canglan's eyes twitched, and he closed his eyes again, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly. This time he pondered for a longer time. Finally, the cold eyes opened, clenched their fists, and lined them in front of his chest, saying word by word: "Everything is for...Qingguo!"

Shang Zhongli suddenly laughed, his voice quite vicissitudes, but he was also full of joy, and said, "I have not read the wrong person after all." Then he said in a deep voice: "Come!"

After the words came, a person came in outside the door, holding a copper plate in his hand, which was covered with yellow silk. For a moment, he couldn't see what was on the copper plate.

The man walked into the house with a copper plate and stood beside Shang Zhongli.

Shang Zhongli said to Yun Canglan: "Release the yellow silk!"

Yun Canglan was quite confused and looked at the copper plate suspiciously. After listening to Shang Zhongli's order, hesitated for a moment, and finally went forward and lifted the yellow silk. When he saw the things in the copper plate, he screamed "ah", looking extremely surprised.

On the copper plate were two things, a golden scimitar, which was slightly larger than a dagger, and curved in a curve, just like a small scimitar of the Northern Barbarians in the extreme north. However, the blade was shining with golden light, completely made of gold, and a golden dragon with fangs and claws was carved on the pure gold scabbard.

Another thing is a token made of black iron, which doesn't look very conspicuous.

Shang Zhongli asked, "Although you have never seen these two things, you should have heard of them!"

"Yes!" Yun Canglan took a deep breath: "The Golden Knife of Death, the General's Token!"

Shang Zhongli sighed: "The royal family favors our business. This golden sword is given by my father when he was alive. Holding this golden sword will be a great crime, and you can also be exempted from death!"

"Yes!" Yun Canglan nodded and said, "The students have heard about this for a long time. It was the great contribution made by the senior emperors to commend the Holy Generals' clan for my Daqing!"

Shang Zhongli nodded and said, "Not bad." He paused and sighed, "If it weren't for the invasion of the Wei army, I wouldn't have let you do this, and I wouldn't have let you take the blame for this. But... for the sake of the emperor and Daqing, someone will have to do this... I have no time anymore, I can only hand it over to you, you... won't blame me, right?"

"Canglan has no regrets when he can share his worries for his teacher and serve me in Daqing!" Yun Canglan said calmly.

"Okay." Shang Zhongli finally said simply: "I will give you the Golden Sword today. If there is something on your body in the future, you can use it." He pointed to the general's token and said: "You should also know that the tiger talisman and token of the general's command can mobilize troops. The tiger talisman, I will stay on my body, and you should put it away first. If there is any change in the future, you can use the general's token to mobilize the border troops and the defenders of local prefectures and counties...!"

Yun Canglan said in shock: "Teacher, you are...!"

Shang Zhongli said solemnly: "You have heard me say it." He paused, and then said: "You must remember that no matter what I am on the front line, you must guard Shangjing City and protect the safety of the emperor. I will naturally win this battle, but... the world is unpredictable, and the military strategists are even more stable, so I have to tell you to do some things." His eyes were like lightning, and he slowly said: "If I have something in front of me, the traitor in the court will inevitably cause trouble. At that time, the first thing you do is to stabilize Shangjing City and restore the stability of the court with blood. Don't be jealous. Even if the emperor is confused and interferes, you... don't need to pay attention!"

Yun Canglan looked solemn and listened quietly.

"Although I may not be able to completely wipe out the Wei army in this battle, it will definitely cause them to suffer a heavy blow." Shang Zhongli whispered: "According to my estimate, the outcome of this battle is unpredictable, but after this battle, my country and the state of Daqing and Wei must have both weak national strength. What I am most worried about is that the people of Yan will take action after the war. So... If I die in front of you, you must remember that if the Wei army retreats and the people of Yan take action after the war, then... you can join forces with Wei to deal with Qing State. Don't fall into isolation and be divided into Yan's troops and eat it..." Speaking of this, his eyes were filled with cold and fierce light, and he murmured to himself: "Xiao Huaiyu... The Tiger of the East has been waiting for an opportunity..."!"

Yun Canglan immediately said: "Teacher, in this battle, I will win the country!"

Shang Zhongli smiled and said, "This is what I expected. What I said before is the worst plan in my heart, and I may not be able to reach that point..." He raised his hand and said, "Please put away these two things!"

Yun Canglan frowned, but did not dare to accept it for a moment.

He knew the weight of these two things. From a certain perspective, Shang Zhongli was authorized. The famous general was ready for the worst. He just wanted to entrust the subsequent things to a trusted and capable person before heading to the battlefield.

But Yun Canglan also understood that the heavier power is, the more burden he had.

These two things look ordinary, but they represent great power and heavy responsibilities. Yun Canglan cannot be sure whether he can bear this heavy responsibilities.

He also knew that when he took these two things, he had to be prepared to pay a huge price.

Shang Zhongli just looked at the young man in front of him quietly.

The veteran was also very clear that the burden was indeed very heavy, and he could not determine whether this young man had enough ability to bear it. However, under the current situation, only the young man in front of him was the most suitable choice.

No one and one young man spoke, and there was a kind of death silence inside the house.

After a long time, Yun Canglan took a deep breath, knelt down carefully in front of Shang Zhongli, and said respectfully: "Students thanked Teachers for their kindness, and the students swear to repay Daqing to the death. For the sake of Qingguo, the students will be crushed to pieces without any regrets!"

He respectfully took the copper plate containing the Golden Knife of Death and the General's Token.

Shang Zhongli laughed loudly. His feet were still in the bucket, but at this time he didn't even wipe his feet clean. Instead, he took out his legs from the bucket, stepped on the ground barefoot, stepped forward and helped Yun Canglan up, looked at his disciple, and sighed: "It's hard for you!"

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When Han Mo and Cao Yin returned to the Royal Courtyard from the palace, it was already midnight. The Royal Courtyard was brightly lit and decorated with lights everywhere. Officials of the Ministry of Rites and the palace maids and eunuchs who were dowry were busy at this time.

The royal family's wedding is naturally unique.

"Princess Yan" was already under the service of a group of palace maids, and under the supervision of the officials of the Ministry of Rites, he began to dress up Zi'er, braid her bun, draw her eyebrows, light her blush, and make her pink noodles. She could not be careless, and there were strict regulations on clothing and dresses, and there were no mistakes.

Since I was in Qing State and had a wedding with Prince Qing, some etiquettes were naturally held in accordance with the traditions of Qing State. For the sake of the face of Yan, the Ministry of Rites of Yan also negotiated with the Qing State, and in some aspects it still retained the traditions of Yan State. After all, this was a huge Yan Qing Dynasty wedding, so there were not only the etiquette procedures of Qing State, but also some detailed traditions of Yan State.
Chapter completed!