Yu Kunwei on the city wall rubbed his eyes, unable to believe the scene in front of him for a while.

Two famous saints and powerhouses—no, a saint and a true monarch—appeared outside the deserted frontier city of Liangzhou together, posing as if they were gearing up to push the entire city flat.

"Wait, Yan Guogong...... No, isn't the anti-thief Zhao Changying still in retreat in Jicheng? Why did it suddenly appear on the northwest border of Daqi? ”

"Also, why did Pavilion Master Xu also turn around? I heard that she passed on the position of the Sword Pavilion Master to her apprentice a few days ago, and I thought she was planning to let go of her fetters and travel around the world to find an opportunity to break through...... I didn't expect her to be preparing to rebel! ”

“……”

Yu Kunwei only felt that his thoughts were in chaos.

And he also saw that whether it was Zhao Changying or Xu Man, they didn't look like the commander of this mysterious army, but more like a strong man who was invited to help-

What kind of person can make a tyrant who once split the earth and claim to be the king, and the head of one of the three major sects, willingly put down his body and fight under his command?

Just when Yu Kunwei was puzzled, music suddenly sounded in the enemy array.

Cloud gongs, brass drums, gold, cymbals, horns, dragon flutes, cane drums...... The sounds of different musical instruments converge like a surging river, majestic and solemn.

In the Great Qi Dynasty, "rites" and "music" were inseparable.

People with different identities on different occasions not only have different etiquette, but also use different musical specifications, so as to achieve respect and inferiority, order, distance and harmony.

According to the rules of the Great Qi Dynasty, music of this specification in the enemy army can only be used in the imperial honor guard.

As a civil official who has studied etiquette and education since he was a child and took the imperial examination, Yu Kunwei is undoubtedly unaccustomed to the blatant transgression of the enemy army.

However, before he could muster up the courage to reprimand the other party, a bright, volley-driving carriage slowly drove out of the enemy array.

It wasn't the horses that pulled the cart, but four wyverns condensed from starlight.

On the roof of the carriage is a large lotus leaf decorated with dense gold wire, and the pillars and railings at the four corners are inlaid with jade carved dragons and phoenixes.

A brightly dressed guard walked from behind to the front of the carriage.

He unfolded a golden scroll in his hand and recited aloud towards the Liangzhou City Gate:

"Spread the Emperor's will......

"Therefore, Xiao Shengyun, the Marquis of Yongcheng, corrected the mandate of heaven, pretended to be a talisman book, deceived the people, angered the gods, killed the ancestors of Chu, and seized the country and the mountains......

“……

"The puppet emperor Xiao Zeyao let the evil ghosts go, trusted the traitors, killed the loyal, repressed the spoken language, gained weight and forged the people...... Therefore, where the law is harsh, where the famine dies, and where the war is in the reach, there are tens of thousands, and the dead are exposed, and the living are scattered......

“……”

The guard's voice rumbled under the amplification of the spell, like a thunderbolt, and the walls of Liangzhou seemed to tremble with it.

Yu Kunwei's face became more and more pale.

He could already tell that the guard was reading a text—

Every generation of emperors of the Great Qi Dynasty, from the Taizu who unified the Great Wilderness to the current Tianxing Emperor, were listed for all kinds of crimes, and they were scolded bitterly.

Even the "heavens" believed in by the people of Daqi are called "pseudo-gods", which is a banner used by the emperors of Daqi to confuse the people and maintain system governance.

This is completely contrary to his three views.

At this time, Yu Kunwei only wished that he had never heard these words—because he felt that these words seemed to have a magical power, which actually made him feel some truth in the dark, and then invisibly shook his cognition.

I only heard the guard's voice becoming more and more impassioned:

“……

"To the people of the Upper Realm, burdened by the war, trapped in the Lower Realm. Looking at the people of my great wilderness, trapped in a sea of suffering, I feel deeply guilty. To flatter the mandate of heaven, to be pushed by the public, to depose the puppet emperor, to commit adultery, to chase evil ghosts, to eliminate riots, to save the people from misery, and to return the world to peace......

"Today's ministers of pseudo-Qi, those who know etiquette and righteousness and are willing to follow, are not to blame in the past. If there are obsessed and stubborn resistance, they will be guilty of the same crime as the puppet emperor.

“……

"Chin this!"

This is the end of the text.

Yu Kunwei had already fallen to the ground. His limp legs were no longer able to support his body.

Around him, Ren Guanxiong, the exorcist priest of Qianhu, and many cultivators who had been summoned to the city wall all looked in a trance, obviously struggling to digest the contents of this text.

And the guard, who was in charge of conveying the will, put away the scroll, came to the glorious carriage, and saluted respectfully.

"What is their attitude?" A cold voice came from the car.

"Back to the Emperor, it seems that they are not planning to surrender yet." The guard replied.

Hearing this, the person known as the "Emperor" sighed softly: "It seems that I still need to do it myself!" ”

The guard stepped forward and bent down to open the door.

A young man wearing a black cloud dragon pattern brocade robe and a small white jade crown walked out of the car slowly, stepping into the void and walking towards the gate of Liangzhou City.

For a while, all the defenders in Liangzhou all had an illusion, as if the heavens and the earth were silent, silent, and under the vast sky, he was the only one left.

When he was still more than 100 meters away from the city gate, he stopped.

Then he reached out and grabbed it in the air, and a pale cane appeared out of thin air in the palm of his hand, the tip of which shone with a blinding silver starlight, like a terrifying storm of energy brewing.

His gaze swept over the officials on the city wall, and he saw that these people bowed their heads one by one, not daring to look at him.

"The officials in Liangzhou have more backbone than I imagined." The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he whispered to himself.

"He's Gu Xu! It's the wanted man who committed treason! ”

Ren Guanxiong, the exorcist priest, was the first to see the appearance of the black-robed young man clearly, and couldn't help but shout in surprise.

"Gu Xu, it's his ......"

Yu Kunwei silently recited the name, looked at the honor guard in the enemy array, and let out a long sigh.

On the night of the Lantern Festival this year, he was in the crowd by the Luohe River, and saw Gu Xu winning the first place in the ring from a distance, and also heard his blockbuster "Qingyu Case".

At that time, he was extremely appreciative and admired Gu Xu's talent and talent.

When Gu Xu was judged as a thief by the imperial court, he was also puzzled, thinking that a promising young man like Gu Xu, who was appreciated by many big people, had no reason to rebel at all.

But now, seeing Gu Xu riding the jade chariot and holding the dragon flag, he had to sigh from the bottom of his heart: The emperor's judgment will never be wrong.

Gu Xu is not only an anti-thief, but also the leader of the anti-thief!

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Exegesis:

(1) The text of this chapter refers to the "Moving the Confession of the County" and "The Edict of the Plains".

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