Thinking like this, the yellow, thin proof of cicada wings also became heavy. The pen %fun %pavilion sighed www.biquge.info, and I didn't know whether to worry about my choice or sigh for the national fortune of the Qing Dynasty.

Jiang Wulin listened, and immediately said in a consoling tone: "And my lord!" I'm not afraid to tell you openly. The body of the Emperor of the Ether is only afraid that there will be no two years to live. And then, your good days will come to an end.

In that desperate situation, the only one who can save you is Da Ming! ”。

In the end, it is related to the life of the family, how can He Shen not worry. Then his face changed, and he was shocked and frightened: "Is this what the Supreme Ancestor said?" ”。 It's also Jiang Xia who pretends to be a god, and he looks too similar. Coupled with that omniscient prophetic ability, it is difficult for He Shen not to be deceived.

So as soon as he heard Jiang Wulin's words, he instinctively thought of the prophecy of the Supreme Ancestor. In my heart, I believed half of it.

Jiang Wulin does not deny this. nodded and responded: "And the adults are really a little thorough!" This was given to me by the Supreme Ancestor before visiting the Lord. said that if you cooperate with the adult, you will hand it over to the adult. The words just now are also what the Supreme Ancestor asked me to say. ”。

As soon as the words fell, he took out a square inch of wax paper from his cuff. It's just strange that there is a blank space on it, nothing.

When He Shen saw it, he was immediately a little annoyed. He stared at Jiang Wulin with a slightly angry face, thinking that he had been tricked. Fu Changan also leaned his head over, a little confused.

Seeing this, Jiang Wulin immediately explained: "Don't worry with adults! This prophecy was accurately predicted by the Supreme Ancestor after 20 years of effort. It's just that in the end, it is a heavenly machine and cannot be divulged. Therefore, the Supreme Ancestor used the wordless Book of Heaven to blind the eyes of heaven. Now only with the essence and blood of adults can he break the spell set up on the Wordless Heavenly Book by the Supreme Ancestor. ”。

When he speaks, his face is also extremely serious. Fu Chang'an, who had long been convinced of the Supreme Ancestor, didn't think about it, so he followed and persuaded: "My lord, which of the Supreme Ancestor's prophecy was wrong?" And this time, not only did he use the wordless heavenly book, but also set up a spell, which was obviously a very important thing to foresee. ”。 The nervous look made He Shen's worry unconsciously deepen.

After thinking about it, he said solemnly: "Mary, bring me the Moon Reflecting Knife for the Western Regions tribute." ”。 Mary, who served tea, immediately put down the teapot, bowed, and left quickly.

And He Shen stared at the blank wordless book of heaven and was silent for a long time. Jiang Wulin didn't bother him, and sat quietly on the side, sipping strong tea.

After waiting like this for a while, Mary stepped on the broken steps, held the jeweled moon-reflecting knife, and pushed the door open. He Shen immediately took it and slowly drew the dagger. A cold light immediately vented out.

Jiang Wulin, who had been staring at the dagger, immediately shrank his pupils. Because just from this reflected arc of light, the extraordinaryness of the Moon Reflecting Knife is revealed. Let him, who has always believed that the Ming Dynasty, is the number one person in the world. Unconsciously, I gave birth to a love for knives.

Fu Chang'an, who is sitting at the bottom, has a good ability to observe words and colors. Seeing Jiang Wulin, he became interested, and immediately explained flatteringly: "This Moon Reflecting Knife was paid tribute by the Kokand Khanate. It is made of rare local fine iron, which took three years to polish. In the Western Regions, you can't exchange it for a thousand sweat and blood BMWs! ”。

After Jiang Wulin listened, his mind began to quickly search for information about the Kokand Khanate. It is only known that in the archives of the Ming Intelligence Division, there is a record of the Kokand Khanate. However, this is only a small country in Central Asia, with average strength, and the area it rules is limited to the Ferghana territory. There are only small cities with a population of less than 100,000, such as Kokand, Andijan, Margilan, and Namangan. The main inhabitants are Uzbeks. There are also small numbers of Tajiks, Kyrgyz and Kazakhs.

It was founded only a few hundred years ago. Specifically, in the 16th ~ 17th century, the Ferghana Basin, which originally belonged to the Bukhara Khanate, gradually got out of control due to the expansion of its strength. This situation continued until 1710, when Shahrukh, the leader of the Uzbek Minger clan, officially established an independent Kokand state with the city of Kokand as the center.

After the Dzungar tribe entrenched in Central Asia was wiped out by the Qing Dynasty. The Kokand Khanate, in 1760, that is, the twenty-fifth year of Qianlong, officially sent envoys to the Qing State and attached it to the Qing State. Later, his successor, Narbuta, ascended to the throne and completely inherited the policies of the previous ruler Erdeni, strengthening Kokand's rule over Ferghana while continuing to claim vassal status to the Qing state.

Therefore, it is common sense to pay tribute. It's just that Heshen's means go to the sky, and the Emperor's internal affairs office is like his back garden. Take whatever you want. It is not surprising that this Moon Reflecting Knife appeared in Hefu.

When he was thinking about this, He Shen, who had long been worried about the future, couldn't wait, and cut his middle finger with the moon reflecting knife. Drops of crimson blood also dripped extremely slowly onto the wordless heavenly book.

I saw the vermilion fonts one by one, and they began to leap on the paper.

To be honest, it was impossible not to be dumbfounded when I saw such an extremely mysterious thing happen in front of my eyes for the first time. Even if he has always held on to the creed of strange powers. In my heart, it is still difficult to convince myself that I don't believe it.

Fu Changan watched from the sidelines, also dumbfounded. Although he had never doubted the Supreme Ancestor's ability. But when all kinds of miraculous things keep happening in front of his eyes, he still can't do it and accept it with a normal heart.

Looking at their appearance, Jiang Wulin's heart was about to bloom with a smile. Because this wordless book is actually soaked in potions, special paper. It's just that it's written on it beforehand, and it doesn't have to come into contact with some element in the blood to make it visible.

I remember that at the beginning, he himself was surprised by the magical power of this wordless heavenly book. Later, the Intelligence Department invited students from the Academy of Sciences to practice several simple chemical reactions in front of them. Only then did they know that this kind of magical power could be created through their own hands.

Now looking at the highest-ranking courtier of the Qing Kingdom, in front of him, he showed a convincing expression. The whole heart can't help but float up. Fortunately, he can still distinguish the occasion, and he is also holding back a smile on his face. In his mouth, he kept chanting incantations such as 'Supreme Ancestor Hongfu Qitian'.

It creates a sense of mystery and deepens the convincing of He Shen and others.

Such a move really made He Shen and Fu Chang'an think so. Then he followed the chatter of the gods and kept thinking. As if the handwriting was displayed too slowly, He Shen cut his index finger and little finger one after another. He was not afraid of pain, and squeezed his fingertips with his intact right hand.

Suddenly, the blood flow accelerated, and the paper was stained red by large patches.

When the whole paper was wet with blood, He Shen's face was also a little pale. Apparently there was a lot of blood loss. But he didn't care, with a tired look, staring at the handwriting on the wordless book without blinking. (To be continued.) )