Wait a minute, heroine

There was a bright moon floating in the water under the bridge. Several black police officers stood at the bridge head, holding swords on their waists and not squinting.

Hua Qingzhi was sitting in a wheelchair, holding a rouge box in her sleeves, looking towards the island in the middle of the lake, with a calm expression; while the maid Lv Zhu behind her was very nervous, holding the wheelchair with both hands, and pushed away when she saw something was wrong. The lady was running away.

After waiting for no more than a moment, an order came from the distant attic:

"Let this girl come in."

Her voice was soft and charming, and she sounded like a woman with a big heart.

Hua Qingzhi looked confused when she heard the sound, but when she saw the several black police officers standing there who were looking impressive, her heart was shaken as if she had seen a ghost. They made eye contact with each other, not daring to look back, and they hurriedly greeted them respectfully. Get out of the way:

"Girl please."

Hua Qingzhi didn't notice the secretive look in the eyes of the black yamen agents. She was pushed across the White Stone Bridge by her coward Lu Zhu and arrived in front of the attic on the island in the middle of the lake.

Looking up, the hall on the first floor of the attic was lit with lights, but there were no maids or servants. There was only a woman in a fiery red dress, standing in the middle hall to look at the plaque that said 'The best is like water'.

The woman is very tall, almost the tallest among the women Hua Qingzhi has seen. She is only two fingers shorter than Ye Jingtang. She has a slender waist but plump hips. With her long black hair, she looks like Fengyue. The hottest card in the game, not to mention playing with it, just looking at it for a few times can arouse a man's desire...

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At first glance, Hua Qingzhi thought this woman was very lustful, thinking she was a concubine or something, but when the woman turned around to reveal her cheek, she was slightly stunned again - the woman's appearance was naturally soft and charming, without any sharpness, but she didn't know why she had a strong aura. Just like her grandmother, Mrs. Hua, she was very kind and harmonious to her, but one look could scare her mother so much that she dared not speak for a long time...

Hua Qingzhi felt that the woman in red was not simple, so she reluctantly stood up in front of the door and bowed:

"The little girl Hua Qingzhi came to visit Lord Ye. Who is the girl?"

Seeing that the girl's legs and feet were inconvenient, the Empress of the Wei Dynasty walked out of the door and lifted up a wheelchair weighing several dozen kilograms with her fingers, like a bamboo chair, and placed it inside the door:

"My name is Xiao Yu, a subordinate of Ye Jingtang. Girls don't need to be polite."

Subordinates...

Hua Qingzhi didn't quite believe it, thinking that the beauty in red must be a good match. She sat down again and praised:

"Miss Xiao Yu is good at martial arts. Hmm... may I ask where Mr. Ye is now?"

Seeing that the girl couldn't wait any longer, the Empress of Wei secretly shook her head and pushed her wheelchair to the front of the central hall:

"He just went to bed. I'm afraid it's not convenient to see guests now. Is there something urgent, girl?"

Hua Qingzhi must have it. Hearing that the Ye Jing Hall was inconvenient to see guests, she guessed that it might be poison. The Wei court did not dare to reveal it to the outside world, so they took out a rouge box from under the sleeve robe:

"Can you please give this to Young Master Ye, girl? He should be in great need now..."

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The Empress of the Wei Dynasty looked at the rouge box and was a little shocked by the Northern Liang woman's shamelessness. However, after a little observation, she felt that something was wrong. She thought of the detoxification in Ye Jingtang and guessed that this girl came to deliver the antidote privately. The look and feel is a bit better.

The Empress of Wei took the rouge box, looked at it briefly, and whistled:

"Hey~"

"Chiji..."

Birdie, who was upstairs, quickly flew down from the stairs and landed on the wheelchair.

Hua Qingzhi was startled when she saw such a big bird flying out, but after seeing it clearly, her eyes brightened again:

"The color of this snow eagle's coat is so perfect."

"Ji~"

When Niaoniao heard this, he turned his head 180 degrees and leaned forward slightly, indicating that the lame sister could touch his head as a reward.

Hua Qingzhi was very polite and naturally didn't touch it randomly.

The Empress of Wei handed out the rouge box and let the birds carry it upstairs. Then she raised her eyes and looked at the plaque above the nave:

"I just heard from Mr. Ye that the girl is a talented girl from Yanjing who came to Beijing with the envoy?"

Hua Qingzhi was still watching the birds flying upstairs. After hearing this, she turned back and said modestly:

"Young Master Ye, thank you very much. This little ink in my stomach is nothing compared to Young Master Ye's case."

The Empress of Wei smiled:

"Girl, there is no need to belittle yourself. You are only sixteen or seventeen years old. Although you may not be among the best in Yun'an, it is not easy to be called a talented woman in Yanjing. As long as you study hard, you will definitely become a great scholar in the future."

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As a native of Beiliang, Hua Qingzhi was naturally unhappy when she heard this - a person who cannot be ranked among the best in Yun'an can be called a talented woman in Yanjing. Doesn't this mean that the literary world of Yanjing is lower than that of Yun'an?

Hua Qingzhi came here to bring glory to the country. Even if she wasn't competitive, she couldn't let the people of the Southern Dynasty look down upon her. How could she bear it when the woman in red said to her face that Yanjing was not good? Then he replied:

"Young lady, I don't understand well. I have studied hard since I was a child, and my academic skills are not very high. But in Yun'an, I only serve Mr. Ye. His ancestral home is in the tribes of the West Sea, and he is also a northerner. This local scholar in Yun'an, Well... I really haven’t met anyone who can be impressed by it so far.”

The empress of the Wei Dynasty never dared to visit privately in disguise to participate in cultural gatherings. She only dared to peek in the dark. At this time, she caught a talented girl from Beiliang who was alone. She was waiting for the opportunity for her to be dissatisfied. She said with a smile:

"Oh? The girl is young, but her tone is quite crazy. In that case, I have to test you."

Hua Qingzhi naturally did not give up: "The little girl came to Yun'an just to discuss and communicate with others. Since she is interested, I will naturally accompany her. May I ask, which one do you want to take the exam?"

The Empress of Wei stood beside her wheelchair and looked at the plaque above:

"Girl, do you know who wrote this plaque?"

Hua Qingzhi didn't even raise her eyes and responded calmly:

"The writing style of this plaque is very similar to Wu Zhengyuan, one of the four masters of calligraphy, but the style is slightly different. The Furong Garden was built after the founding of the People's Republic of China, only 40 years ago, and there were very few people with this skill. I guess, this plaque It was probably written by Li Wengong, Mr. Li, who was the prime minister at the time, when he was young. It is said that Mr. Li was known as the first of the four talented men in Yun'an at that time. I was lucky enough to see his calligraphy once..."

"...?"

The Empress of Wei's eyes moved, and she realized that she seemed to have kicked into the city wall, and she was not someone to be provoked casually, so she nodded and praised:

"Sir Ye's evaluation is indeed true. The girl is indeed a knowledgeable person. It's just that I misunderstood."

Hua Qingzhi was inexplicably provoked by the woman in red, but she would not just let it go. She immediately said:

"It's not polite to come back and not reciprocate. Since the girl has given me a test question, according to the rules, do I have to give her a test question too?"

The Empress of Wei knew something was wrong, so she put her hands behind her back and thought about it for a moment:

"I am a martial artist, and I only know a little bit about poetry and songs. May I ask the girl what she wants to take the test?"

Hua Qingzhi gestured to the lake and moonlight outside the door:

"The scenery here is beautiful, and it happens to be a bright moon with few stars. How about the girl and I each compose a poem based on the scenery here?"

Although the empress was not outstanding in literary talent, she read a lot. She also liked to write limericks in the palace on weekdays. When faced with this not-so-difficult test question, she did not show any embarrassment. After pacing back and forth a few times, she said:

"The water of the lake is as green as the sky, and it shines clear before my eyes. Who would have thought that the moon tonight will still be as full as before. How about it?"

Hua Qingzhi's eyes flashed with approval:

"The girl speaks well and is indeed very talented."

The empress of the Wei Dynasty, Longyan Dayue, looked at the young talented girl beside her:

"It's your turn girl."

Hua Qingzhi turned to look out the window. After thinking for a moment, she said calmly:

"The empty room is deserted and lonely at night, and sometimes the wind and rain make it rustle. A piece of cool moonlight shines clearly on the outside and inside."

The Empress of the Wei Dynasty felt that the level of this limerick was not much different from hers, and they were almost the same as each other, so she couldn't help but nodded slightly:

"The girl's literary talent is really good."

"Excellent."

After Hua Qingzhi finished sparring, she didn't stay long and turned around in her wheelchair:

"It's getting late, so I'll take my leave first, little lady."

Naturally, the Empress of Wei did not hold back, and after sending the master and servant out of the house, she returned upstairs with satisfaction.

Attic second floor.

Ye Jingtang stood at the entrance of the stairs, sticking his head out with Niaoniao to observe secretly, lest Hu Niuniu was hung up and beaten, and he would be so angry that he beat the girl to death.

Seeing that the two of them were getting along well, Ye Jingtang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He took the rouge box and praised on the stairs:

"Miss Yuhu is very talented in literature. In my opinion, she is indistinguishable from Miss Hua..."

"Hmph~"

The Empress of Wei showed off in front of Ye Jingtang, and she was a little proud. She slowly walked up the stairs. She was about to continue flirting with Ye Jingtang, but she suddenly frowned and realized something was wrong.

Ye Jingtang was walking beside him and saw Yuhu suddenly frowning and asked:

"What's wrong?"

"..."

The Empress of Wei paused, her cynical look gradually disappeared, replaced by a murderous look! The soft and charming cheeks, which had always been calm and calm, turned dark in a rare way:

"There is no one in the empty room... Sometimes it is windy and rainy... She is writing an acrostic poem!"

"Um?!"

Ye Jingtang was stunned when he heard this and thought about it a little...

It seems that it is true that the first four characters combined are ‘empty, existing, qi, and expression’...

hiss! !

Ye Jingtang was shocked, secretly thinking that something was wrong, thinking that this damn girl Hua Qingzhi might have gotten into big trouble.

He said to his face that Hu Niuniu was just showing off, but before Hu Niuniu could react, she happily sent the person away. This must have angered people to death...

With Miss Yuhu's temper, how can she swallow her anger...

The room suddenly fell silent, and even the birds shrank their necks, realizing something was wrong.

Ye Jingtang raised his hand and wanted to give some advice, but for the first time since he came to Beijing, he saw Miss Yuhu's face turned livid with anger, so he really didn't dare to give her any advice.

Dong dong dong...

The Empress of Wei's face was burning. After being silent for a moment, she strode towards the Chilonghuan Sword placed on the table. It seemed that she felt that she had lost her master and wanted to silence all those who knew about it.

"Eh?!"

Ye Jingtang's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly ran to the table and raised his hand to dissuade:

"Don't, don't, don't, calm down, this is what scholars do when they compete, and they fall behind when they start..."

call--

While Ye Jing was speaking solemnly, he suddenly saw a strong wind blowing in front of him, and then a gleam of cold light flashed from the Chilong Saber behind him.

Choking——

The sharp sword drew a half-arc in front of his eyes.

The vast energy wrapped in the blade was almost compressed into a thin line and swept towards the side of the room.

Sa——

A vertical black line instantly appeared on the beauty screen placed in the window, and then the window at the back was torn apart, leaving a big hole.

Boom——

The vast energy hidden in the body poured out in an instant, and a thunder suddenly sounded in the Lotus Pond under the night.

The Hei Ya agents who were patrolling around the island in the middle of the lake saw a long trough suddenly exploded out of the lake outside the pavilion. Like a wild dragon falling to the ground, the lake water rose into the sky, forming a huge wave dozens of feet long, covering the area almost instantly. He entered the lighted pavilion on the opposite side of the lake, split the Furong Pond into two, and frightened several of the agents standing nearby so much that they sat down on the ground!

The maidservant who was returning along the lakeside was caught off guard and was splashed by the lake water. She screamed twice in shock. Hua Qingzhi, who had difficulty with her legs and feet, jumped up in fright.

Boom——

Hua la la la——

Water splashed all over the sky from high in the sky, making a dense sound like a heavy rain.

But the Lotus Pond, which was originally full of singing and dancing, fell into deathly silence in an instant.

Whether they were students, officials, or the hidden top masters of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, they all fell into a sluggish state at the same time, obviously overwhelmed by this overwhelming array of battles!

Not to mention the outsiders, all the people in the room who were in the room were so frightened that their pupils shrank, and they secretly said: I'm so stupid...

Ye Jingtang didn't expect Yuhu to be so secretive. He didn't dare to grab the knife rashly, but kept pressing with both hands:

"No, no, no, don't be angry, don't be angry, the little girl just doesn't know what's good for her, there's no need to get so angry..."

The empress of the Wei Dynasty has an upright figure, her left hand is behind her back, and her right hand is holding a knife and pointing diagonally at the ground. Her aura is like that of the Emperor of Heaven standing in the sky. Although her face is soft and charming, her eyes are enough to scare the King of Hell to death.

But after taking a few deep breaths, the Empress of Wei coughed again, her body shook twice, and the knife in her hand fell naturally and was inserted into the floor.

Boom~

Seeing this, Ye Jingtang's scalp was numb, and he quickly supported the shaky Yuhu and said fiercely:

"Why are you so angry when you're not in good health? Just throw water at someone, why do you have to use so much force?"

The Empress of Wei's face turned red and her eyes were a little dazed. She found herself weak, and Ye Jingtang's momentum rose. She wanted to talk back, but she couldn't hold back the menacing energy and blood in her body, and fell straight into Ye Jingtang's arms. inside.

Thump~

Ye Jingtang was stunned. He felt that these were indeed two sisters, so no one was worried. He quickly picked up Yuhu and placed him on the bed.

At the same time, the sound of running was heard outside.

Tap tap tap...

Knowing that the imperial guard had been alerted, Ye Jingtang came to the split window again, regained his stern expression, and said calmly:

"While practicing my swordplay in the middle of the night, I lost my strength and disturbed the distinguished guests from Beiliang. Please forgive me."

The voice was clear and peaceful, but it spread far across the Lotus Pond and fell into everyone's ears.

There was deathly silence in Furong Pond again, and then all kinds of exclamations and surprises erupted from everywhere:

"Oh my God..."

"Is this the power of Dao Kui?"

"I thought the Thief Star fell to the ground and hit the lake..."

"Is this sword practice? This is obviously to open the eyes of the people of Beiliang..."

"Shh..."

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The maid by the lake recovered from her fright when she heard the voice.

Hua Qingzhi secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Ye Jingtang was safe and still so violent.

Luzhu, who was helping the young lady to block the splash, turned into a drowned rat with water still dripping from her chin. When she saw this, she pushed the wheelchair and ran away, whispering:

"Miss, did you just use an acrostic poem to tease the woman in red, and the King of Hell heard it and deliberately poured water on you to vent the woman's anger?"

Hua Qingzhi blinked her eyes, thinking it was possible.

But the woman in red saw that Yan Jing was the first to challenge, so what happened to her mocking words that were only superficial?

Could it be that when Nanchao said that Yanjing was not good enough, she still had to be so polite that she couldn't return the favor?

Didn’t Young Master Ye also say to her, ‘It would be better to be a centurion than a scholar’…

After all, Hua Qingzhi was Miss Shuxiang. Perhaps she was afraid that when Miss Xiao Yu reacted, she would come out and beat her in person without respecting her virtues, so she didn't dare to just stay. In line with the principle of 'a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall', she sat down He slithered back to the Peony Garden in a wheelchair...

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Ye Jingtang stood at the window with a stern expression. After making sure that the storm had calmed down, he breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and moved the screen to the broken window.

It has to be said that Yuhu's sword was quite mysterious. The vast energy only left a straight thin line on the gauze screen, and then chopped the window behind it. It felt quite like the sword of the old swordsman Sun Wuji.

Ye Jingtang estimates that in ten years, Yu Hu will have reached the realm of Martial Saint. However, he has some physical problems. At present, it is difficult to say who is stronger and who is weaker among the leaders of Heping Tian.

Because the situation was so messy, Ye Jingtang didn't have time to think about it. After covering the windows, he ran to the imperial concubine's bed and looked at Miss Fan.

Fan Qinghe fell asleep, the quality was excellent, his eyes moved slightly and he was still dreaming, and he was not awakened.

Ye Jingtang couldn't explain Yuhu's identity to Fan Qinghe, so he had to go to the bed again, hold Yuhu's wrist and check.

The Empress of Wei was lying on the pillow, her face was red, her appearance was very similar to when she was ill before, but her energy was much better than before, and she could feel that her body was recovering quickly.

Although the Empress of the Wei Dynasty has practiced the fake bathing in fire diagram for ten years, she has practiced after all. Obtaining the real diagram is just a correction of some context, not starting from scratch. The accumulated Taoist practice here, the recovery speed is much faster than that of Ye Jingtang who has just practiced for a short time. .

Seeing this, Ye Jingtang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He recalled the past situation and found a few bottles of Xue Hu Powder from Qing He's medicine box. Then he went to the bathroom next door and asked the black yamen below to quickly bring a few buckets of water. .

The black yamen officers below were almost stunned. They didn't dare to say a word and hurriedly ran to get hot water.

Ye Jingtang ran up and down, carried hot water back to the bathroom, went in, mixed the snow and lake powder with his hands, then returned to the bedroom, carried Yuhu to the bathtub, and placed him on the small couch.

Ye Jingtang originally wanted to untie his belt and cover his eyes, but he didn't expect that Yuhu was not wearing thick clothes, just a bright red palace skirt. The belt slipped off after unbuttoning the collar, and a large gauze bellyband came directly into view. , heavy and ready to come out, and the rest is white and delicate.

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Ye Jingtang didn't expect Yuhu to wear so little. Because he was wearing underwear, his eyes didn't show much strangeness, but when he looked down...

! !

Underneath the perfectly curved waistline are long legs as round as white jade pillars.

He originally reminded Yuhu to put on his clothes before going out, but with Yuhu's stubborn temper, he obviously didn't listen and went into battle in a vacuum.

Then the pink and white jade tiger disappeared into view again.

Because this time they are not holding their legs together, Ye Jingtang is still standing in front, looking down, he can see the picturesque scenery like pink peonies in the snow, blooming quietly in his eyes...

"cough……"

Ye Jingtang was caught off guard by the impact. He coughed and almost choked, causing his face to turn red.

He wanted to turn his head quickly, but to whom should he turn his head?

In the end, he quickly took out the small red cloth from his clothes and helped put it on Yuhu's waist.

During this period, the back of his fingers accidentally touched the warm and fat white jade tiger head. Yuhu, who fainted, even trembled visibly:

"Hmm~..."

"..."

Ye Jingtang was dark and cold, like an emotionless dressing machine. After quickly tying the bow on his waist, he hugged Yuhu and put him in the tub. He leaned against the edge. After making sure there was nothing wrong, he wiped his forehead. Sweat:

"I go……"

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard a voice coming from the bedroom not far away:

"Woo..."

Ye Jingtang slapped his forehead, feeling that there was no way he could stop sleeping tonight, so he quickly ran out, closed the door, and returned to the bedroom...

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After his vision went dark, Fan Qinghe didn't know how long it had been since he arrived.

During this period, I had many dreams, all kinds of strange, but all of them revolved around one theme - taking advantage of people's danger in the Night Terror Hall.

As his consciousness gradually recovered, Fan Qinghe frowned slightly, then woke up, opened his eyes and looked blankly at the roof above.

I'm there...

Why did I fall asleep...

Just now...

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Fan Qinghe remembered something and suddenly stood up from the imperial concubine's couch. Before he could check his body, he found Ye Jingtang appearing from the side and reached out to touch her...

"you!"

Fan Qinghe was filled with shame and anger, and was filled with sadness. Burning with anger, he grabbed the wrist of this noble disciple and pressed him down on the imperial concubine's bed. He took out three silver needles and was about to cry:

"Night Terror Hall! How could you do this to me? You...you..."

Ye Jingtang knew that Fan Qinghe would misunderstand, so he didn't even resist. He just explained softly:

"I didn't do anything. Your clothes are fine, and mine are fine..."

Fan Qinghe breathed quickly and looked down - the clothes were indeed in good condition...

But he couldn't just put his clothes back on after finishing the work?

Even if he didn't come, who knew he would have kissed and touched her enough even if he fainted for so long?

Fan Qinghe held Ye Jingtang down, preparing to stab him:

"Why did you knock me out? How could you do nothing after you knocked me out?"

Ye Jingtang looked helpless and explained:

"It's someone from the palace who came to talk to me about business. He knocked me unconscious because he didn't want to be in contact with you. He also taught me the art of swordsmanship. If you don't believe me, look at the window."

Fan Qinghe turned to look at the window, only to find that a crack had been made in the screen, and the window was smashed to pieces, revealing a large hole.

Fan Qinghe was confused and couldn't figure out what happened after she fainted, so he asked:

"Is it a man or a woman?"

"The one in the palace must be a woman."

"who is it?"

Ye Jingtang couldn't explain it clearly, so he kept it secret:

"This is a secret, don't talk nonsense."

"Is she a witch?"

"Um?"

"This damn bitch..."

Fan Qinghe was almost frightened to death. He immediately stood up and left, preparing to go find Master Xuanji to settle the score.

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Night Jingtang was afraid that the commotion would get worse, so he quickly stood up to stop him and said with a pleasant expression:

"It's not her, there's someone else, the one who can't be told..."

"..."

Fan Qinghe was not stupid. After thinking for a while, he figured out who it was. His eyes were a little shocked, but he immediately said suspiciously:

"Really? Why didn't you wake me up after she left?"

Because she hasn't left yet and is soaking naked in the bathroom.

Ye Jingtang couldn't explain clearly, so he raised his hand and motioned to go out:

"I just left. I accidentally broke the window just now. I'm sure I won't be able to sleep in this place. Why don't you take the black police officers and ask people from the Ministry of Etiquette to clean up two more houses nearby? I have only half recovered from the poison. Now It’s not convenient to go out…”

Fan Qinghe felt that Ye Jingtang was being vague, but if Ye Jingtang really took advantage of her to fall asleep and kissed her once or twice, what could she do. At the moment, I could only half-believe it, pretending that nothing happened, tightened my clothes, and hurried downstairs.

Ye Jingtang breathed a sigh of relief. After thinking about it, he took out the rouge box sent by Hua Qingzhi. After opening it, he could see that there was a small blue pill inside, and there was a small note next to it, which read - the state owns the north and the south, and the people have no rights. As far as north and south are concerned, I hope that your words and deeds will be consistent in the future.

This statement obviously refers to what he said in Wangjiang Pavilion.

Ye Jingtang sighed in his heart, thinking that this girl was really kind, because the bathing in fire picture could detoxify, so he didn't take the medicine, put away the rouge box, turned around and returned to the bathroom.

I don’t know if the explanation to Fan Qinghe just now was a bit loud, which woke Yuhu up.

Ye Jingtang opened the door and saw that the bathtub was still steaming, but the beauty inside and even the skirt on the couch were missing.

Ye Jingtang secretly thought that something was wrong. He was afraid that Yu Hu would faint and run to beat Hua Qingzhi. He wanted to chase Hua Qingzhi, but when he came to the window, he saw a few words written on the window sill with water - A gentleman cannot speak. Take action, I'm not that stingy.

The handwriting was very clear, and he obviously waited for him to enter before leaving.

Ye Jingtang came to the window and looked at the Lotus Pond in the night, but he didn't see a single figure. He only saw a useless bird squatting on the corner of the eaves, waving its wings in the direction of Yun'an City:

"Chiji..."

Seeing this, Ye Jingtang breathed a sigh of relief, put his hands on his hips and looked around, feeling that there were so many things going on today...

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Thank you [Enyou Xianxi] for being the leader of the alliance!