Chapter 53: The Emperor's Helplessness
"Dead?" A glimmer of darkness flashed in his eyes, and Du Pingye sat quietly on the wooden chair near the window curtain in the main hall of the annex of the West Garden of Linze Palace in Dragon City, looking at the three people kneeling behind the screen.
The three of them knelt on the ground, their heads bowed, each one extremely careful, for fear of causing a trace of displeasure from the Great Elder behind the screen. "Yes, Grand Elder. We've checked it carefully in the Wildernessβ" The man knelt on the ground and muttered for a long time, then his voice lowered, "but..."
"But what?" Du Pingye's face behind the screen changed, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he asked sharply.
The three of them knelt on the floor, motionless, the man who replied just now turned pale with fright, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he said timidly, "We and Gu Hai and they will act separately, and they will chase..."
"Chases what?" Du Pingye sat up slightly, picked up the celadon teacup on the wooden table on the side with his right hand, handed it to his mouth, and asked softly.
"...."The man kneeling on the floor replied in a trembling voice, "They're still in Dragon City."
"Bang!" The teacup in Du Pingye's hand slipped from his hand, and the tea in the cup was scattered all over the ground. He got up suddenly, shook his robe, and exclaimed, "Huh! I didn't expect the Xihai tribe to be so stubborn, so what news did they have from Guhai? β
The three of them shook their heads at the same time and said in unison, "Gu Hai and the four of them have still not heard from each other. β
Du Pingye slowly walked to the wooden window, his eyes faintly looked at the remnant sun above the bamboo forest outside the West Garden of Linze Palace, and snorted coldly, "You guys retreat first, be sure not to attract the attention of the Flying Eagle Rider and the Xuanwolf Army, and at the same time inform the celestial signs, you must be careful." β
"Yes," the three of them replied in unison.
"Qingfeng, what do you think about this?" Du Pingye, who was standing by the curtain, gradually returned to his usual voice, the cold wind outside the window blew a strand of long hair on his temples, and he chuckled lightly, "As long as we stabilize the other major tribes in this Linze Palace, not to mention King Yong, even if the Luofu royal family joins forces with the four major gates, we will not be able to help us."
The man who had just knelt on the ground to reply waved his hand and motioned for the two beside him to stand down. Qingfeng, who was dressed in a plain white robe, slowly stood up, and the two waiters who were waiting to exit closed the door, he smiled and said, "This is a good thing, the landlord is now old and sick, and he has been bedridden for a long time, if he takes this opportunity, he will definitely be able to reshape our Vientiane clan, and at the same time, he can also compete with the Luofu royal family." But..."
"Are you worried about the Cloud Heaven Sect?" Du Pingye turned his head to look at the unrevealing man in front of him, and said with a dry smile, "Don't worry, our Wufu Sea is not Tianyun Mountain, and the alliance between the Vientiane clan and the Remnant Sword Tower will definitely make any force be..."
"If it's a thief!" Aomine interjected.
"Do you suspect that the fall of the Cloud Heaven Sect is due to the existence of internal thieves...?" Du Pingye asked rhetorically, "Do you doubt Yun Ruowu?" β
"After all, he is the only survivor of the entire Yuntian Sect, if he has nothing to do with this matter..."Qing Feng looked at Du Pingye, whose face changed slightly, and explained, "After all, the Yuntian Sect is the largest sect in the world, if there is no internal thief to help him, even if the eight major clans join forces at the same time, I am afraid it will be difficult to stain Tianyun Mountain with blood overnight." β
Du Pingye listened to Qingfeng's endless talk while looking at the sky outside the window, "It's not unreasonable for you to speculate like this, but with Yun Ruowu's kung fu, I'm afraid you haven't entered the Xuan Rank yet." β
Qingfeng looked at Du Pingye's back, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Although the Yuntian Sect has fallen, there will be other forces that will rise, and everything in the world will always disappear from the other. β
He went south this time and found some new traces near Dragon City, and at this moment he was still hesitating to report back to the master in front of him who was really in charge of the Vientiane tribe, and the kind-faced Elder Du Da in front of him actually killed the elders of the other major tribes for the rise of the clan, and Qingfeng couldn't help but tremble.
He watched Du Pingye walk step by step towards the power core of the Vientiane clan, and he didn't expect that the people he got along with day and night would be so ruthless.
"Then do it!" Du Pingye looked at the sinking sunset with blazing eyes, and there was a trace of tears in his eyes, but he still couldn't hold back and didn't flow out, and his plain white robe hunted in the cold wind. "When the elders of all clans gather in Dragon City, we will wait in this Linze Palace."
"Yes" Qingfeng looked at Du Pingye's sharp gaze, broke out in a cold sweat with fright, and quickly exited the door.
After the fall of the Yuntian Sect, the news spread throughout the Luofu Domain, and the people of the major tribes were panicked. In order to stabilize the connection between the people and the major tribes, His Majesty the Emperor urgently summoned the elders of the tribes to Beijing to discuss matters, but unexpectedly, under the escort of the Xuanwolf Army, the four major tribes were attacked. His Majesty the Emperor was extremely furious, and quickly sent an armor-breaking army to meet the convoy of missions from the major tribes entering the wasteland.
At the same time, Du Pingye's Celestial Weapon and the various gate masters of the Vientiane tribe immediately returned to the Wufu Sea. In order to create an illusion, Du Pingye frequently walked around the mansions of the six departments and nine kings in the Dragon City, preparing for the upcoming tribal discussions.
The main palace of Longcheng is built on the mountain, with mountain peaks and dense forests. In the Heavenly Dragon Palace, His Majesty the Emperor was old and sickly lying on top of the soft collapse, his eyes looking at the remnants of the sky through the gap between the attic curtains. "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness King Yong denies that this matter has anything to do with him." Du Yun gently pushed away the curtain tulle, stood behind the screen in front of the dragon couch, looked at the old face of His Majesty the Emperor, and said in a low voice.
"Hehe, as an elder brother, I have always turned a blind eye. Do you really want to see Luo Fu destroyed in his hands? His Majesty the Emperor coughed a few times, and the maid on the side hurriedly stepped forward to help stroke her back and smooth her breath.
"Your Majesty, this matter may really have nothing to do with His Royal Highness King Yong." Du Yun stepped forward quickly, came to the dragon couch, knelt in front of His Majesty the Emperor and said softly.
"You also spoke for him?"
"No, the old slave is telling the truth," Du Yun looked up at His Majesty the Emperor's helpless expression. Since his accession to the throne, His Majesty the Emperor has been afflicted by illness, even when the King of Medicine was alive, he could not be successfully treated, and the early death of the crown prince made the emperor have to hand over the government to his own younger brother.
The "no" in Du Yun's mouth stung the emperor's chest, his eyes were sad, and a tear flowed from the corner of his eye, "Are you sure that the attack on the four major tribes is not his masterpiece?" β
"......" Du Yun knelt in place, looking at the old emperor lying on the bed, with long snow-white hair and wrinkles on his face, deeply imprinted with the marks of the years. There was an inexplicable sadness in his eyes, even if he was an emperor, he couldn't escape birth, old age, sickness and death.
The emperor's right hand moved slightly, signaling him to retreat, at this moment, His Majesty the Emperor probably wanted to see his son who had not been seen since birth, and he had not been heard from for fifteen years.
Du Yun stood in place, muttering for a long time, his mouth slightly open, but he still didn't speak.
"Anything else?" His Majesty the Emperor leaned sideways, looked at the old slave who had served him for half his life, and struggled to spit out these three words.
"Emperor" Du Yun changed his previous title, he looked at the sickly emperor on the soft collapse with a gloomy look in his eyes, and said softly, "The old slave must do everything possible to protect this Luofu Dynasty for Your Majesty." β
From the moment the Yuntian Sect was destroyed, His Majesty the Emperor knew that the storm of the Luofu Dynasty was coming, and he just wanted to use the last bit of his life to unite the eight major tribes. But when the news of the attack on the four major tribes came back to Dragon City, he felt a little helpless and even disappointed, how could his own brother ...
The old emperor looked at Du Yun's eyes and asked in a deep voice, "Can the eight major tribes really have one heart?" β
"Your Majesty rest assured" Du Yun took a step forward, knelt in front of the soft collapse, held His Majesty's shriveled right hand with both hands, and said softly, "As long as the eight major tribes are united, it is absolutely impossible for anyone to start a war in Luofu." β
"Are you planning to gamble with the lives of all the eight major tribes?" The emperor's eyes were excited, and he grabbed Du Yun's hand tremblingly with his right hand and asked.
Du Yun nodded and whispered, "Although the Yuntian Sect was slaughtered, there are still armor-breaking troops and Xuanwolf troops in the south..."
The emperor who was lying on the soft collapse looked at the old slave who had accompanied him for half his life, his eyes were stunned, and he recalled the situation when he fought the world with Emperor Wu, protecting the people thoroughly, and he and the Heavenly Rank Grandmaster of the Eight Great Tribes killed the remnants of the former dynasty outside the Dragon City.
"Your Majesty!" Du Yun looked at the stunned old emperor and shouted loudly.
The emperor came back to his senses, looked at the determined look in Du Yun's eyes, and sighed, "Okay, for the sake of the people of Luofu, you might as well tie the eight major tribes to a chariot again." β
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The Luofu Continent has long been in turmoil, but the Jinding Mountains are peaceful, and the major tribes have sent envoys to visit, but they are all turned away. Jinding Mountain is the land of Gaozu Xingbang, which is inhabited by the Luofu royal family, although Emperor Wu set the capital of Longcheng, but the side branches of the clan did not move into the south.
In the dense forest of Jinding Mountain, on the plateau and the polar region, on the mountains, in a pool of natural hot springs, a young man, handsome and radiant. His eyes were slightly closed, his body was naked, and he was soaked in the hot spring. The water from the hot springs rises like smoke. It makes the young man feel like he is in a fairyland.
A brocade-clothed young man stood on the wooden bridge in front of Si Ling Pond, looked at the man in the pool, and asked with a cautious expression, "Senior Brother Xuanming, have you heard about the fall of the Cloud Heaven Sect?" β
The young man who was sitting in the pool enjoying the warm spring water suddenly opened his eyes, looked back at the young man at the bridge, and said calmly, "Naturally, I heard about it, but we can't take care of this matter." β
The brocade-clothed young man stuck out his tongue and said with a smile, "I'm just talking casually, but after all, Yuntian Sect is the first sect in the world, but it was slaughtered overnight. I have received news that His Majesty the Emperor has issued an edict to let the eight major tribes enter Beijing to discuss matters..."
"Senior Brother Xuanming, Senior Brother Xuanming..."On the sandstone path in the distance, there was a rapid shout.
Xuan Ming flew up, floated down to the stone table, and with a wave of his right hand, put on the robe on the stone table. looked at the little junior brother who was out of breath, and said with a smile, "Why are you in such a hurry?" β
The little junior brother bent over, took a deep breath for a while, and then relieved himself, looked at Xuan Ming and the brocade-clothed young man beside him, and said, "Master asked the two senior brothers to go to the main hall immediately..."