Chapter Thirty-Seven: Tricking a Grandmaster Beauty
Chapter 37 Tricking a Grandmaster Beauty
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Everyone present, how did they expect that Zhao Zhe's righteous and strict tone would contain such a rippling heart?
Seeing that he seemed to be telling the truth, Yun Bingmeng was really difficult to refuse. But she didn't want to accept a male apprentice, even if he was the supreme emperor of the day. Sui Xiu's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he said lightly: "Childe, with your identity, why do you need to learn martial arts?" As long as you give an order, there will be countless masters who will follow you one after another. Why do you want to condescend to me and ask me to be a master? ”
Zhao Zhe's expression gradually became serious, and he looked around, as if his face was difficult.
Yun Bingmeng understood, listened intently, and then said: "Childe, please rest assured, even if it is a grandmaster-level master, while I am listening intently." I can't get into the range of ten zhang and I don't know it. ”
"Do you know how many countries are there around my Da Zhao?" Zhao Zhe suddenly threw out such a question.
Yun Bingmeng was slightly stunned by his question, and then frowned and said, "More or less, there are about a dozen." Why did Childe ask like that? ”
"That fairy, do you know that there is a turmoil on the border? Those vagrants with powerful cavalry went straight into the hinterland of our country for hundreds of miles, burning, killing, plundering, and doing all kinds of evil? Zhao Zhe's face gradually showed a sad look: "Every year, not counting the looted property, at least thousands, or even tens of thousands, of innocent people are murdered. ”
Yun Bingmeng's face turned cold, stared at Zhao Zhe coldly, and scolded angrily: "Why does Childe still have the face to say this? You are the supreme of the Great Zhao Dynasty, but why can't you even protect the border people. "In order to break through the realm of the grandmaster, Yun Bingmeng has also secretly traveled through the world, and he has seen such a cruel and inhumane looting at the border. She also fought with her sword with grief and anger, but the other side was outnumbered and skilled in horsemanship, and came and went like the wind. Rao is when Yun Bingmeng was using all his light skills at that time, he was already as fast as a galloping horse. But they couldn't compete head-on with the plundering caravan, which often had more than 100 horsemen, in such an open space. That bleak and sad scene, even though two years have passed, is still vivid. She wandered the border for several months, but killed less than fifty steppe wolves. But in the end, he had to escape with serious injuries.
It was those months of life-and-death struggle, as well as the last difficult escape from serious injuries, that made her recuperate and retreat for more than a year. Break through to the Grandmaster realm in one fell swoop. But she also knew that even if she reached the realm of the grandmaster, she would go back to the border to kill the wolf and ride. It's just a drop in the bucket and doesn't help the overall situation. What made her even more angry was that the soldiers of the Dazhao Border Pass, who often acted a few beats slower, but most of the time they were cowering in the tunguan, ignoring the people who were burned, killed, and plundered.
The Great Zhao Dynasty Supreme? These words shocked Cai Guyan and Yan Rongrong again. Yun Bingmeng is no better than others, and when she comes out of her mouth with such words, it is naturally unlikely that she will speak in vain. The two women, after being shocked, showed some complicated expressions.
"Huh." Zhao Zhe let go of Yun Bingmeng's hand, carried his hands behind his back, and looked out the window. At this time, he didn't have the temperament of a gentleman. Faintly, it gives people some tall and majestic atmosphere. He was laughing, laughing bitterly: "Can't you protect?" I, just can't protect the border people? Cloud fairy, do you know? In June this year, during the flood season of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, how many people died? Yun Xianzi, have you ever known that there was a great drought in the Central Plains in August, and there was almost a thousand miles of scorched earth. How many people died? In the two major disasters, how many people have abandoned their families and fled to the motherland, and how many people have sold their children because they cannot survive? ”
Zhao Zhe turned his head suddenly. In his eyes, there were faint tears flickering. His expression was a little angry, a little helpless, and his heart was a little tired: "I, what can't be stopped, is it just a border trouble?" I, what can't be protected, how can I not protect the border people? I can't protect all the people of Da Zhao. ”
Yun Bingmeng's pair of deep eyes looked at him deeply. And Cai Guyan and Yan Rongrong have begun to cry secretly.
"And what else?" Zhao Zhe took a deep breath: "Now all foreign clans are eyeing me. Once they have the opportunity, the wolf army gathers and will wave their army straight into the hinterland of our court. I'm afraid that when the time comes, it will not be as simple as tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of people. If the fairy knows a little bit of history, when he knows the former Song Dynasty hundreds of years ago, how he was bullied? What kind of life do the people of the world live? ”
"That duke, the emperor." Yun Bingmeng's eyes seemed to be no longer so angry with Zhao Zhe. But there was also a faint sadness: "But why didn't you stop all this? Even if you can't do it, why don't you try? As the son of today, you have the highest power, why do you say that you are powerless? ”
"Yun Fairy takes it for granted." Zhao Zhe put his hands on his back, looked up to the sky, and sighed faintly and said: "Since I ascended the throne last year, I have also been concerned about the people of the world, trying in vain to make the country prosperous. Not to mention restoring the glory of our dynasty Taizu. At the very least, we must also give the people of the world a happy and happy life, and no longer need to sell their sons and daughters at every turn. At the very least, let those barbarians with wolf ambitions dare to enter our dynasty, and there will be no return. At the very least, in the event of a disaster, we can treat it in time and reduce the number of deaths. At the very least, it is also necessary for ordinary people to have a stable income that can support their families. Is my ideal excessive? Speaking of the last sentence, the muscles on Zhao Zhe's face became a little hideous: "Yun Fairy, Gu Yan, Rong Rong, and the Void Son Dao Chief." You say, my ideals, are they really excessive? ”
"Emperor, Emperor." On Cai Guyan's crystal clear and pretty face, there were two lines of teardrops. Yingbu stepped forward, gently held Zhao Zhe's hand, and comforted softly: "Although the people don't know why the emperor is so sad and angry, as long as the emperor has this heart. It is the luck of all the poor people in the world of Dazhao, and the luck of the people in the world. ”
"Hehe, hehe." Zhao Zhe smiled a little hard: "You may not know the depth of the court. I'm just trying to achieve a few small ideals. But he was plotted by the villain, and sent a demon girl to use demon magic to confuse me. As a result, I have a confused mind and have done a lot of foolish things. If it weren't for me, there would have been a little bit of luck, and even how I died, I might not know. Speaking of this, his face was a little indignant: "I ordered the suppression of border bandits, but the decree will be delayed for several months. I ordered disaster relief and relief for the people, and millions of taels of silver went down, and in the end, what could fall into the hands of the people was only chaff skins equivalent to tens of thousands of taels of silver. How do you teach me? The only way to do this is that if I want to govern the country, I must purge the officials and reorganize the army. Just by doing this, there will be countless people who have been offended by me, and who will either overtly or covertly stop me. or slander, or slander, or even directly poison me. ”
Yun Bingmeng sighed and said, "The emperor is studying martial arts, does he want to protect himself at the critical time of reform?" If this is the case, Bingmeng is willing to be a pawn and escort the emperor. ”
Zhao Zhe was determined. But he still raised his head and said a little sadly: "No, I want to learn martial arts." I thought that if one day, the Great Zhao Empire was in danger in every way. I was able to slay down a few enemy soldiers on my own. Even if it was death, I didn't want to die too much. ”
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