There is no advance or retreat, there is death and no life, since this is the case, then try again one last time, even if you fail, you are proud enough.

The carriage went all the way into Jinling City.

The prosperity of the past is gone, and the ruins of many places come into view.

It's just that the streets are fairly clean, and they have obviously been deliberately cleaned.

He entered the Imperial City.

The palace was much cleaner, and with it was deathly silent.

Dead and quiet.

Indeed, after so many catastrophes, there are not many people in the palace anymore.

The former beauties are like clouds, and the former halberds are like forests......

Flick your fingers like smoke.

But the corners of Ji Ruhai's mouth hooked up a smile.

I will take back everything that once belonged to me, and I will take revenge and pay with blood.

The guards on the periphery were the soldiers of Guan Lian Palace, who were not considered regular troops, but after a series of bloody battles, they already had some very special temperament, holding their heads high, standing straight, and their temperament was not inferior to the former palace guards.

Ji Ruhai suddenly ordered the carriage to stop, because he looked at the nervous but serious attitude of those people, and a smile appeared on his face.

He liked these people, they were all young and not as majestic as real palace guards, but he saw in their serious attitude the hope for the future of Southern Wu.

He got out of the carriage and came to a soldier.

The soldier's forehead was tense and he almost sweated, and he didn't know whether he was going to bow down as a guard or continue his duty, they didn't understand the rules of the palace.

Ji Ruhai smiled and helped him pull up the armor and said, "It's messed up." ”

Then he turned and walked away.

Behind them, the soldiers' eyes lit up.

It was as if they were seeing something.

With such them, and such emperors, they will not lose!

Over the wind platform.

Ji Ruhai didn't squint and didn't look over.

He wouldn't go up, and he didn't want to see more, because it was the glory of the first emperor of Southern Wu, but it was his shame.

Until he defeats Li Zenan, he will climb up and overlook the country, and now, it is not the time.

The steps of the Qiming Hall are still high and many, and he does not hurry up the steps, passing through the Zhu Gate, and coming to the main hall.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if he could still see and hear the bloody wind at the beginning.

When he opened it again, his eyes were shining, Dragon Chair, he was here!

It was still the familiar and unfamiliar touch, when he sat here, looking at the stubborn and beautiful girl, and saw the other party's hope and encouragement for him, but he didn't expect that it was the last look.

A lot of people are gone, he's still alive, and something needs to be done.

"It was once taken away by you, but after all, it is still my ......"

He whispered.

……

……

His Majesty Ji Ruhai of Southern Wu reascended the throne, and this earth-shattering news spread all over the country.

Many people cried with joy, as if all the grievances over the years had disappeared.

After a long night, there will still be a dawn.

Most people don't think too much about it, they don't realize the great danger that Ji Ruhai is in, they only know that Ji Ruhai has got rid of the shackles of the Northern Tang people, they have His Majesty again, and Dawu has been recovered.

Obviously, Ji Ruhai is very aware of these things.

His ascension to the dragon chair also means that this is a road of no return, he only succeeds or fails, and if he fails, he will die, Li Zenan will never let something similar happen twice.

Now, the two emperors are once again on an equal footing in a life-and-death confrontation.

……

……

Many years ago, although it was repaired every day, the Dust Washing Palace, which had lost that beauty, always seemed a little desolate.

Now, there is a lot more life here.

The sea of flowers is slicing, and the flowers are purple and red.

Li Zenan seems to have moved his residence here, and dressing up is the most enthusiastic thing for women, but after being busy, dressing up here has become the most interesting thing for him.

In the past, he was only a prince, and he couldn't do many things, but now he is the emperor, and he has no ministers who can compete with him, and he lives in the Dust Washing Palace, without any obstacles, although it does not conform to the rules.

Occasionally, he would go to Changliu Palace to think about where his favorite imperial sister was and how she was doing.

These two palaces are the places where he spends most of his spare time.

He was a very capable emperor, and he was able to read the folds very quickly, so he was able to have a lot more free time than many emperors.

And when the news of Ji Ruhai's return to Jinling reached his ears, he was in the Changliu Palace.

The sea of flowers in the Changliu Palace is bright red, so bright and eye-catching.

It's just that the beauty is still the same, and time is getting old.

It was Li Xiyun's former masterpieces, and he was glad that he had kept them well.

Ji Ruhai actually escaped and returned to Jinling, and the unpredictable changes in the land of Nanwu made him feel a little surprised.

The war in Northern Xinjiang is tight, Bai Congyun has not heard news for a long time, and the counteroffensive of Southern Wu is on the right track, and everything seems to have become unclear.

This is an unprecedented crisis, and at the same time, it is also an unprecedented prosperity.

In the battle on the northern and southern fronts, he believed that he still had an absolute advantage, regardless of whether Bai Congyun was dead or not, the reinforcements were about to arrive in the northern Xinjiang, and as for General Weiyuan's side......

"Spread my will," his face was a little solemn, but he looked calm and irresistible, "Kyoto is ready to be transferred to the south, and Yulin, Shenwu, Longwu, and the left and right guards will be drawn to support General Weiyuan." There are only 2,000 left in Kyoto! ”

This did not sound like a huge psychological pressure, but he was resolute, because he knew that he was doing the right thing, and that no one had the qualifications and strength to fight his will.

When his will came out, the chamberlain did not react at all.

Many of Chang'an's military forces were transferred to the south, so who would guarantee the emperor's safety?

How can the safety of Kyoto and the safety of His Majesty be like child's play?

The huge Chang'an City, 2,000 people patrolling are overstretched, if you encounter a rebellion, how to resist?

It's child's play.

Seeing that they didn't react for a long time, Li Zenan added another sentence:

"Disobey the will, slash!"

The chamberlain felt a chill all over his body, and he realized that Li Zenan was going to play with his life.

When the waiter went away, Li Zenan looked at this sea of flowers, smelled the fragrance, and the solemn expression that had lasted for a long time just now finally changed, and he had a smile.

"It's like blood red, so beautiful." He said.

……

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