Chapter 586: Yi Jian
Song Shidao walked through the palace and the royal road, looking at the surrounding gold and brilliance, and the mood entered the realm of no sorrow and no joy in an instant. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Son-in-law, see father!"
After the eunuch passed the ceremony, he walked into the empty hall and saluted Fang Ming, who was in the ninth place.
Although the ground is covered with gold leaf, and the pillars in the palace are decorated with gold and jade pearls, showing the luxury and magnificence of the Yang Guang era, there is no other thing to enjoy, and it is even more atmospheric and majestic.
"Get up, Emperor!"
The voice that was as clear as jade came, Song Shidao got up, and secretly glanced at his father, who was younger than him, and a mysterious and fearful feeling suddenly welled up in his heart.
He really didn't understand his father.
Although he has long mastered the world, he has not enjoyed anything, it is not good for women, it is not good for Huagong, and even, in the past few years, even meals have been rarely used.
Even the dormitory where he lives is so cold and empty, without a trace of popularity.
At this time, Song Que is like the Nine Heavens Palace, a god who does not eat fireworks in the world!
Song Shidao knew very well that Song Que in such a state was the most perfect, and even Song Que had no weakness!
All things are self-sufficient, without pretense, without lacking!
Fang Ming didn't care what thoughts seemed to be spinning in this son's heart, and said to himself: "Xu Kaishan and Sha Fang have already subdued the law!" ”
"Father Emperor Shenwei!"
Master Song said with a spirit, and he didn't know why Fang Ming suddenly mentioned this, but he still said respectfully.
"Tomorrow is the Taimiao Festival......" Fang Ming continued: "I mean, how about letting the prince supervise the country?" ”
The crown prince is still only a prince and a reserve, but if the prefix of 'supervising the country' is added, he can participate in government affairs in a legitimate manner, and even the emperor can not be easily abolished.
Originally, it was something that was only dreamed of.
But Song Shidao was directly frightened and lay on the ground, sweating like pulp, kowtowing and weeping: "Father is in the prime of the Spring and Autumn Period, don't say this!" ”
"Death and life, I don't shy away from it!"
Fang Ming smiled, suddenly got up, paced to the gate, looked at the moonlight in the sky, and said leisurely: "Master, do you know that this time is the last chance for those so-called martial arts righteous paths on the rivers and lakes!" ”
I don't know when, a long plain white letterhead appeared on Fang Ming's jade-like palm.
The handwriting on the letterhead was faint, and there was an air of hollow valley orchid, which made Song Shidao know very well in his heart that the person who sent this letterhead must be a peerless beauty.
'Could it be...... Is it one of the emperor's confidantes? ’
Song Shidao was suddenly frightened in his heart.
From Fang Ming's tone, he heard the feeling that the wind and rain were coming, but at this time, the letterhead suddenly arrived, and I am afraid that there was a certain news on it that was enough to shake Fang Ming's mind!
Restless, how to compete with the masters?
"Your Majesty, Chen Guogong asks to see!"
At this time, a eunuch suddenly whispered.
"Xuan!"
A smile appeared at the corner of Fang Ming's mouth, and he gave orders indifferently.
Immediately, Song Zhi, whose brows were tightly furrowed, strode in, knelt on the ground and played, "Holy ...... Goryeo Fu Cailin has gone to the state guesthouse, and even submitted his credentials, willing to receive the holy heavenly sword, and made it clear that if this battle is defeated, the entire Goryeo will bow down to the Great Song Dynasty! ”
"At the same time, the Turks also submitted a challenge, and Bi Xuan is willing to fight a life-and-death battle with the Holy Lord, and the conditions are similar!"
Song Shidao suddenly felt a thrill all over his body, knowing where the sense of uneasiness came from.
"Haha...... I've been waiting for them for years, and it's finally here! ”
Fang Ming's face was filled with a look of sincere joy, causing Song Shidao to swallow the words in his mouth.
Originally, the emperor was self-respecting, so how could he compromise easily?
What's more, now the Great Song Dynasty is strong and the Turks and Goryeo are weak.
What if you don't surrender? Ten years of war, millions of casualties, just destroy these two countries!
Don't say that the people are overwhelmed or anything, among the superiors, there are civil servants and generals who are red-eyed and want to plunder dividends from the war!
It's a pity that Song Que himself is still a martial artist!
The emperor will never risk his life, but the warrior will!
Song Shidao suddenly realized Song Que's intention to let him be in charge of the country before, and that was the psychology of not being sure about this battle!
"Father!"
Song Shidao gritted his teeth, his forehead slammed on the ground, and blood overflowed: "Please give the child five thousand divine fire army!" Let the children surround the state guesthouse and break the bodies of these two rebellious thieves into thousands of pieces! ”
"Huh...... Since they dared to come, they had no intention of going back alive! ”
Fang Ming said indifferently.
In a duel with Song Que, defeat is naturally death! And what if you are lucky enough to win? Killed the founding emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, and still want to leave Luoyang safely?
Therefore these two men will die!
With two great grandmasters, or more masters, to be martyred for the Heavenly Sword, this is also big enough.
"But...... Don't worry, this time, I will be forced to leave permanently at most, and they won't be able to kill Song Que! ”
Fang Ming seemed to be full of confidence.
"Your Majesty, Lu Guogong asks to see you!" At this time, another eunuch announced.
"Xuan!"
Song Lu, who had silver hair and silver beard, entered the hall with a solemn face: "Holy Lord, Shi Zhixuan just sent a message, claiming that Zhu Yuyan made an appointment with him to fight and decide the future master of the Demon Gate by life and death, and all factions must participate in witnessing, and within three days, I am afraid that they will not be able to be driven by the Holy Lord!" ”
Song Shidao and Song Zhi looked at each other in shock.
Jun Jue's opponent this time started from the weaknesses of Da Song everywhere, and he could be called all-encompassing.
First of all, he seized the accurate opportunity of the Heavenly Sword to kill the Great Ming Zun Sect, and the combination of the Great Zun and the Good Mother made people not believe that Song Que could still remain intact no matter what.
Immediately sent out the letterhead, and the mind was confused.
Then, there was the challenge of Fu Cailin and Bi Xuan, the two great martial arts masters.
As long as Song Que is still a martial artist, he will never let go of this opportunity.
This kind of familiar means and familiar taste made Song Zhi vaguely think of a certain shadow.
"Your Majesty, let Xiaochen retire!"
A touch of resoluteness suddenly appeared in Song Zhi's eyes, and he said slowly.
"No need!"
Fang Ming changed into a moon-white robe, and the heavenly sword was inserted into his waist at will, like a literati and ink artist who traveled the world with a sword, a young man.
"I'm going to my appointment tonight! Until then, you will stay here as long as you want, and you will not be allowed to mobilize a single soldier! ”
If Song Zhi was ruthless, desperately punished by Fang Ming, and directly transferred troops without authorization, and exterminated Fu Cailin, could Fang Ming still be able to kill them?
It's just that Fang Ming is determined to pursue martial arts.
Recently, there has been a faint movement in his heart, and there is an omen that he is about to break through the Great Grandmaster.
At this time, Fu Cailin sent a few people to the door, but he couldn't ask for it, how could he allow outsiders to interfere?
"Big brother!"
"Father!"
Song Zhi, Song Shidao, and Song Lu hurriedly chased out, but were stopped by one person at the palace gate.
"Adults!"
The face of the void was expressionless, and he was dressed in armor: "This is a holy decree, I hope it will not make it difficult for my subordinates!" ”
Song Zhi and the others glanced at each other dejectedly and shook their heads helplessly.
……
The night is intoxicating.
The celebration is approaching, Luoyang has also lifted the curfew, so although it is late at night, you can still see the bustling flow of people on the streets, everywhere is full of lights, tourists are like clouds, talking and laughing, full of a taste of harmony and tranquility.
Fang Ming's face was pleasant, looking left and right on the street, as if he was not a warrior who was about to go to a decisive battle, but a lost traveler.
"Holy!"
Suddenly there was a light in front of her, and the concubine in women's clothes was holding a lantern and standing in the middle of the street beautifully.
The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night.
Suddenly looking back, the man was there, and the lights were dim.
Concubine Xuan smiled bitterly: "Although I know the heart of the saint and move forward, Concubine Xuan still can't help but want to make a final persuasion......
"The Tao is different, and they don't conspire with each other!"
Fang Ming's footsteps did not stop, missing from the side of the concubine, and continued to move forward without hesitation, only a long sigh faintly came from behind him.
……
"State Guesthouse!"
Fang Ming came to Luoyang City, a hotel specially set up for receiving foreign guests.
There were no guards, no pedestrians, and no stalls, which was a stark contrast to the bustling streets just now.
"In the lower Gai Suwen, see Your Majesty!"
In front of the State Guesthouse, a middle-aged man with a majestic spirit and an iron-blooded aura seemed to have been waiting for a long time: "Hearing that Your Majesty is coming, Master Fu specially ordered me to wait here, Your Majesty, please come with me!" ”
"Lead the way!"
Fang Ming only said two words.
This Gai Suwen is also a character in the original book, not only is the cultivation of the sword path second only to Kou Zhong, but also the character who will rule Goryeo with iron blood in the future.
Of course, his achievements are really a bit inadequate compared to Song Que, so he can only humbly lead the way in front.
After turning the hall, a purple and red garden emerged, with a pond in the middle of the garden and a small pavilion on the edge of the pond.
An incense burner was burning in the pavilion, and an old man was half-sitting and half-lying on his back with Fang Ming on his back.
From Fang Ming's point of view, it can be seen that his skeleton is huge, but there is no slightest bloated mood, and the white clothes on his body have an extraordinary majestic bearing, so that people dare not have a heart of neglect.
"What is life? Can Emperor Song answer me? ”
Fu Cailin turned around suddenly, his voice had a strange charm, which seemed to make people obey willingly, but he had a strange and ugly appearance that was by no means handsome.
He had an unusually narrow face, all of which were flaws that no one wanted to have, more like a crowd in a heap, which made his forehead appear particularly high, his chin was slender and a little cumbersome, and the bridge of his nose was crooked but disproportionately tall, making his eyes and mouth even more small in comparison.
It's just that when he opened his starry eyes, everything was different again.
Although the nose is still the nose, the mouth is still the mouth, the eyes are still thin and long, and the forehead is too high and the chin is more upright, but at this time, it is no longer ugly after making do, and it makes people feel that the boundary between the extremely beautiful and the extremely ugly can not only be vague, but also can be crossed. (To be continued.) )