The Drama of the Emperor • Chapter 1 • The war broke out

I still remember that year, the status of the Son of Heaven declined, the princes of all parties rose up, and the flames of war were ignited.

Suddenly an army entered the small city, and with a large number of people, rested there.

This is already a desolate city, a few days ago there were rebel armies in, the people died, fled, dragged their families to leave this small city and county, leaving a desolate shadow, everywhere are traces of war burning, remnant walls, collapsed houses, can be seen everywhere, occasionally you can meet unextinguished residual fire, and some poor and injured households can not leave, gathered in a few houses that have not collapsed, begging each other for a few mouthfuls of food, to survive for a short time. The people were frightened when they saw another army coming, and they saw some people again, so they were a little relieved, thinking that it was not against the king.

In another city, there is also a similar appearance, but it is a prosperous city, since the rebel ministers colluded with the princes and kings, rebelled against the dynasty, resulting in the prestige of the Son of Heaven is completely lost, and only the title of "Lord of the World" is not as good as the princes and kings.

The Son of Heaven saw that the world was in turmoil, and the rebels were in charge, and he also knew that he was not far from death, so he could only Ralo, a loyal minister, and secretly released the emperor's list, wanting to get a few warriors to get rid of the rebels. Unexpectedly, those rebel ministers watched the Son of Heaven casually, and soon found out a courtier and beheaded him, and the Son of Heaven was so frightened that he didn't dare to make a sound, so he had to let the rebel courtiers indulge to seek his own peace.

The royal family is declining, and the rebels are in charge, and this matter is naturally known to every household, but what can it be, they don't dare to make a sound, for fear that a rebel will copy the house.

But there is a master who is not afraid of death, and there is a young man who can't stand the troubled times, so he made an oath to calm the troubled times and return the world to peace, which naturally won the support of many young talents, and soon pulled up a small team, intending to overthrow this troubled times.

The father of the young man who took the lead was the minister of the court who was beheaded by the rebels, and his mother was killed by the rebels.

The man who took the lead was also born into a wealthy family, and he was naturally different from the people, he was born handsome and burly, and he had no evil appearance, and he had the face of a gentleman, and many people believed in him very much.

His name is Feng Jian, the word Ru Jin, he has been good at dancing knives and swords since he was a child, and he has left a good skill, so he pulled up many rebel youths, named Feng Zijun, in case of arrest, and gave a few thin horses donated by the people who were willing to go together in the city to a few injured and inconvenient to go to the people to ride, and fled the capital with the people.

Feng Jian noticed the people huddled together, hurriedly walked over with the few pieces of pancake that were left, leaned over, and stuffed the pancake in his hand to a few thin old men, women, and some children who had been hungry for a long time, etc., and the people applauded and thanked one after another. Feng Jian also smiled, Feng Jian, who was only eighteen years old, was also like a child at this time, smiling very happily, as if he was not fleeing in troubled times, but sightseeing Taoyuan.

"Is this city famous?" Feng Jian picked up an old man and helped him sit down.

An old man replied: "This city was built by the ancestors, not under the control of the imperial court, and the generations called it 'Le Shou'." ”

Feng Jian thought for a while, and said with a slight smile: "Then I will stay here and build more, so that this city will be called Yacheng from now on?" ”

All the people shouted for joy.