"Good wine!"

The python-robed Shenwu King wore no helmet, his black hair was scattered, he changed a new halberd, leaned against the palace tree, threw two fried peanuts into his mouth, and poured them on the cold wine jug.

Tribute wine is delicious.

Brother Huang went, and he could take these good things as he wanted.

I really annoyed myself, so I filled in the word "capital" on the fief of the holy decree.

This little nephew disagrees and doesn't say anything, at least he has a sense of morality.

Xia Duan went to the dragon vein, Xia Feilian also went, and the people in charge of the shadow court were the imperial sister and Xia Yuxue, as well as a little nephew who was only eight years old, named Xia Tang.

This Xia Tang is also peculiar, he actually worships himself, and he doesn't choose a sword, but he chooses a heavy weapon like his own Fang Tian's halberd: a horse lance.

Fortunately, he has a lot of strength, and when he is sensible, he eats beef every day, exercises his arm strength, and picks a door to practice the exercises and consults a few masters, and he starts practicing, so he at least has no problem wielding the more than three meters of horse lance.

But there are very few lance techniques, so Xia Tang can only go to Zongdong Pavilion to get a few marksmanship books for reference, and then go to consult Xia Jiejie from time to time.

The latter has recently learned a set of unfathomable methods, and when Xia Tang comes to ask for advice, she will say some nonsense about "the unity of people and the lance" to perfunctory.

Fortunately, the rules of the Shadow Imperial Court have become fewer now, and this Xia Tang has found an opportunity to go out and ask King Shenwu for advice.

The future black emperor took off his hood to cover his face, stood on the martial arts arena with only two people, with extreme admiration in his eyes, and looked at the Shenwu King in front of him, who was an elder brother but an imperial uncle.

Xia Tang respectfully bowed, and then said, "Uncle Huang taught me." ”

His wording is very interesting, it is not King Shenwu, but the imperial uncle, so it is to shorten the distance.

Xia Guang didn't get up, sat on a chair on the martial arts arena, and asked, "What kind of internal skills did you learn?"

"Returning to Uncle Huang, it's Jiuyang Xuangong. ”

Xia Guang thought about it, and naturally knew that it was Xia Duan who put it back, so he said: "Jiuyang Xuangong is the heart method of the extreme yang in the world, which is endless, and the internal force is strong, and it is best to cooperate with heavy weapons."

Did you find any matching moves?"

Xia Tang shook his head and said, "I found some, but I always feel that it is fancy and not suitable for me." ”

"Play it again. ”

"Yes. ”

Subsequently, Xia Tang danced the horse lance, most of these heavy weapons are overwhelming people, and the fancy places are much less, and all the exercises of the Zongdong Pavilion Xia Guang are clear, and soon he saw the shadow in the little nephew's technique.

It's just that these are always a little detached, that is, he is obviously dancing, but it always seems that they have never been able to merge together.

It's still a matter of phase.

Xia Tang did not comprehend the meaning of these exercises, that is, even the so-called back hands were simulated by skill and pure consciousness.

After a set of dances, Xia Tang Noodle was not red and his heart was not beating, and he asked respectfully: "Please correct Uncle Huang." ”

The Shenwu King of the Great Zhou laughed and said, "Starting tomorrow, go fishing." ”

Xia Tang was puzzled: "Fishing?"

"If you are confused about fishing, you will kill people, and when you are confused about killing, you will come back to fish, until, you know what your heart is?"

When Xia Tang heard this, he was thoughtful, and when he looked at it again, the imperial uncle was already far away.

He bowed respectfully and went looking for a fishing rod.

It stands to reason that since he has been crowned king, he is going to the fief, but Xia Guang's situation is special, and the fief is empty, so there is nowhere to go.

When he walked out of the martial arts arena, a gray-clothed figure flashed out of the shadows like a gale, and then fell to his knees and said in a shrill voice: "See Shenwu King." ”

This person is the Overseer of the Wind Factory in the "Wind Forest Volcano" Ling Jedi, although his face is peaceful, but he is ruthless and sophisticated, his name is Jedi, but he doesn't like to go to the Jedi himself, so he always forces others into the Jedi.

Before Xia Zhi took the holy decree, he naturally explained to the leader of this wind forest volcano that they would be loyal to Xia Guang, which was also a decision made by Xia Zhi after thinking about it for a long time.

He believed in his imperial brother, and he also believed that he would never look away.

Therefore, he handed over one of the most elite teams of the Great Zhou to this Dingguo Divine Pillar.

"Tell King Shenwu, there is some news on the rivers and lakes that is very unfavorable to you. ”

Ling Jiehu is really convinced this time.

In his opinion, King Shenwu must have discovered that the Son of Heaven was sick and had a connection with the group of bald donkeys, so he traveled thousands of miles to avenge the Son of Heaven directly.

A halberd killed the abbot and destroyed the statue of the real Buddha.

The abbot is not an ordinary person, he is a person on the list of legends.

King Shenwu is only about fifteen years old this year, really... Unparalleled in the world, a first-class character.

Therefore, Ling Jiehu's voice was also very respectful, and he continued to report: "The righteous path of the world is about to move, and when the new emperor ascends the throne, he wants to jointly attack, saying that he wants to..."

Xia Guang said lightly: "But it's okay to say, don't worry." ”

Only then did Ling Jiehu say: "They said they wanted to expose your true colors, saying that you... In fact, in the Great Desert, it has been taken away by the demons of the Eternal Life Palace, and it is going to cause this catastrophe. ”

Xia Guang asked, "Do you believe it?"

Ling Juehu said: "Slaves are just knives in the hands of masters, and weapons have no thoughts. ”

Xia Guang said: "Don't worry, don't mess up." ”

Ling Jiehu knew that there was no need for the Shenwu King to explain to himself, but at this time, he was also worried about his new appointment and loyalty to himself, so he said respectfully: "Master, don't worry, I don't deal with that group of righteous hypocrites, and I am happy that the bald donkey was also killed." ”

"Let's go down. ”

"Yes. ”

The gray-clothed eunuch turned into a gust of wind and quickly disappeared here, leaving only the reckless Shenwu King, carrying a jar of wine, looking up at the gathering of wind and clouds in all directions in the sky.

Carrying two pots of wine, when he entered the emperor's mourning hall, it was extremely bleak, with only one concubine, and the little boy who was silent with his head bowed was crying on the coffin.

The voice was extremely poignant, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

Seeing King Shenwu come in, she was still crying, but she just glanced at the Great Zhou Shenzhu who walked in with tears on her face.

She is a concubine, formerly surnamed Zhao, and she is an excellent woman who dances, so she was favored by the drunken Son of Heaven and accepted as a concubine, which shows that she really knows how to measure, knows how to advance and retreat, and has a deep mind.

It's a pity that the prince she raised is only five years old, and she can't do anything, and she is still greedy for fun, at this time, this concubine has not found a way back, but she has encountered the situation that the emperor died suddenly, she knows that the family of the Son of Heaven has no family affection, so even if she prays for a fief now, she will go to a foreign country, I am afraid that she will be intercepted and killed halfway.

Therefore, Concubine Duan came here in advance to be the only concubine who cried and mourned.

What I was waiting for was the arrival of King Shenwu on this day.

She cried very sadly, very sincerely, and she cried naturally when she thought that her father, whom she had never met, the mother who had raised her, and the sisters who had been so nice to her before had all died.

I thought that I might be beheaded together with Zheng'er in the future, so this sadness was full of fear.

The crying emperor died early and became a husband, but he didn't leave her a way to live.

Crying Zheng'er is too squirming, whether it is the military or the Water Mirror Palace, there is no one who can look down on this little naughty boy, and even the civil and military ministers in the palace who take care of them are not able to look down on them.

Although the New Year is approaching, it is also the day when the new emperor ascends the throne, and the emperor is seated, and the next is about to start killing.

Therefore, Concubine Duan trembled.

Crying so much, she is only twenty-three or four this year, her skin is snow-white, her appearance is charming, her body looks graceful because of the dance, and she is wrapped in a white linen mourning dress, which is actually wearing a charming taste.

At this time, he was holding the coffin with both hands, his legs together, and his face was full of tears, which was pitiful.

And the five-year-old boy next to her was also red-eyed and crying, looking extremely filial, but he was actually sprinkled with pepper by Concubine Duan.

Xia Guang stood still, looking at the Son of Heaven sleeping in the coffin, in the past, this person was a stranger with him, and even had resentment, but later as the two got along, although there was not necessarily no royal hypocrisy, there was no utilitarian use of ambushing himself for the Great Zhou, but it was more of an emperor's persistence, helplessness, and brotherly feelings that could be detected by chance.

In winter, I drank mutton soup and didn't forget to ask people to give myself a bowl.

knew that he treated Wang Jiuying unusually, but he still did not hide the truth of the year, and at the same time, he followed his own wishes and scolded the Emperor Taishang to make himself angry.

There are many things in all kinds of details.

And in the end, the strongest force in his hands, even the power that had instilled a lot of hard work after the rebellion of the White Lotus Sect that year, was not given to any prince and princess, but was given to himself.

Fenglin Volcano, the four dark guards, only after I took over did I know that these are the four guard teams, which are clearly the existence of the four big factions.

And the decree of the empty fief.

and the false name of a Shenwu King.

The Dingguo Divine Pillar of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

"Brother Huang is really cunning, knowing that I don't like these things, but he has to give them to me. ”

Xia Guang said the first sentence.

The strongest soldier, the Dark Guard.

The most casual fiefdoms, write on your own.

The greatest prestige, the Dingguo Shenzhu, the Shenwu King.

He slowly stepped forward, put a pot of wine on the coffin, and then stepped back to the futon, sat down, pulled out the wine stopper, and saluted the air in front of him, "When I was a child, I never cared about Da Zhou, nor did I care about you, although I was in the same palace, you and I were really a stranger, and now that you are dead, it is I who come to mourn for you, the world is so unpredictable, you and I brothers are so fateful, it is worth floating a lot." ”

Wine is like a throat, Yu Xia Guang is like white water, he drank a few more sips, and suddenly shouted to the door: "Bring two more jars of wine." ”

Soon, a eunuch in Tsing Yi came with two jars of wine.

In the palace, almost all the eunuchs who have some skills are from the wind factory, and if the master shouts, how can they not move?

Xia Guang drank the pot of wine and continued: "You have killed so many brothers and sisters, and now you have also suffered retribution, but you spared me and the imperial sister at that time. ”

Shoot open the mud, another bite.

The concubine looked at King Shenwu in a daze, but her heart was spinning quickly, this was her only life-saving straw.

Whether Zheng'er and himself live or die is determined at this moment.

So, she was very thoughtful and waiting.

But Xia Guang didn't care about the concubine who was crying with pear blossoms and rain, just looked at the coffin and said: "Your enemy, I have already killed it, although it is useless, it seems that I have poked a hole in the sky, and I have become an evil demon of righteous conquest, but I am happy in my heart."

Interpretation?

Explain to the world that it is the demonic thought of Zen, which is endangering the world, and I am going to do the right thing for heaven?

Am I on the side of justice?

No.

Not to mention whether they believe it or not.

I, Xia Guang, have acted all my life, so why do I need to explain it to others.

Presumably, if you are in the spirit of heaven, you will become a pig and dog in the next life, and if you know, you will laugh heartily. ”

In his mind, his devastating halberd turned into an upside-down galaxy, cutting open the land of immortals and Buddhas, he wanted to kill not immortals and Buddhas, but just for a place in the world, and that's it.

Drinking wine and chatting about family life, the people in the coffin will never be heard.

The two jars of wine were quickly drunk, and Xia Guang's nagging came to an end.

He was about to get up, but the crying Concubine Duan got up and said, "King Shenwu is slow." ”

Xia Guang didn't stop, he still got up and turned around.

Concubine Duan hurriedly said: "Emperor Taishang often mentioned King Shenwu to my mother and son before his death, saying that if Zheng'er can have one-tenth of you in the future, then he will be pleased."

Now that the emperor is gone, Zheng'er is also lonely, and no one asks.

I also ask King Shenwu to have mercy on my mother and son, and it can be regarded as for the sake of the emperor's face, and he will accept Zheng'er as an apprentice. ”

After that, she hurriedly pulled the little boy with red eyes who bowed his head to her side, and the boy stepped forward and knelt down, and said in a tender voice: "Uncle Huang, please accept Zheng'er as an apprentice." ”

Xia Guang turned around and looked at the appearance of Xia Zheng, who was a rare son of heaven, and asked, "What do you want to learn?"

The little boy with red eyes, but a little dissolute on the whole, said: "What the teacher teaches, Zheng'er will learn." ”

Xia Guang suddenly looked at the frightened concubine, "There is no need for this, settle down, and no one will be fine." ”

Concubine Duan's thoughts were spinning quickly, she didn't leave to plead, but thought about what this sentence meant.

Seeing that Zheng'er's face was about to show a slightly unhappy look, she hurriedly got up, suddenly grabbed Xia Zheng's head, pressed it down, and together with herself, Ying Ying knelt down in front of the young Shenwu King whose neckline was soaked in wine, and said loudly: "Thank you, uncle, concubine." ”

Looking up again, the young man had already walked away from the mourning hall, leaving only his back, which was reflected in the eyes of the mother and son.

Xia Zheng rubbed his hot eyes and muttered, "What's the big deal?"

Syllable!

The next moment, Concubine Duan slapped him in the face, "Shut up!"

"Mother, you hit me?!"

Xia Zheng had a look of disbelief on his face, he wanted to stand up several times and run out, but in Concubine Duan's complicated and slightly desperate eyes, he restrained himself stiffly, and then lowered his head, his body trembled for a long time, and said in a low voice: "Mother, I was wrong." ”