Kyushu.

The Great Departure Dynasty.

In the winter of the thirty-seventh year of Xuande, heavy snow fell from the depths of the cangmin, covering the execution ground in layers.

Young men in disheveled capes, with heavy shackles, stood facing the executioner.

The execution ground was overcrowded, but there was a dead silence.

Occasionally, a lone crow flew low through the air, dropping a few lonely and mournful chirps.

Yes, even the birds mourn.

The man at the execution ground was named Gu Li, the leader of the 200,000 displaced people uprising, who swept through Lianghuai from Yunzhou, killing the family and slaughtering the landlord, with great momentum.

There is no doubt that he failed.

It is not defeated on the battlefield, but defeated in the hearts of the people.

The four backbone of the uprising who followed him secretly accepted the imperial court's recruitment, and while enjoying the glory and wealth, they betrayed Gu Li and buried the lives of 150,000 displaced people.

"Dad, is he a hero?"

The child, whose face was flushed from the cold, sighed at his palms.

"Of course." The burly man squirmed his lips, was silent for a long time, and said firmly:

"The idealist perishes, but the light never fades."

"Can the tiller have his own land? It may have been difficult, but he tried to do it, and to fail in this way was undoubtedly very desperate. ”

"He will leave a name in history, and he will live in people's hearts; Those four soft bones are shy and live in the court, and they will only be criticized by Huanghuang Qingshi, and future generations will be ashamed of them. ”

The childish child seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and let out an "oh".

"Offended!"

The executioner wielded the butcher's knife and, with a deft swing, unloaded a bloody piece of flesh from his arm.

"The first cut!"

The execution ground was extraordinarily quiet, and the rebel was as calm as an abyss, which made the executioner feel uneasy.

The snow never seemed to end.

The crowd looked up at the sky with some sadness.

Let the blizzard come more violently until it covers this filthy and rotten court.

"Second Cut!!"

Another piece of flesh was removed.

In the restaurant on the street, four people are dressed in gorgeous robes and mink clothes, and the green ant wine is warm next to the stove.

"Don't feel guilty, this path is doomed to fail, let's just make the right choice."

Chen Yuanchang, who was already a general of the Zhengwupin Fenwu, condescendingly overlooked the execution ground.

His younger brother Chen Yuanfan touched his nose and added:

"Yes, the grasshopper shook the tree to destroy itself, and the 300,000 army was a rabble, how could it match the elite of the imperial court?"

"Don't sacrifice the boss......"

The words came to an abrupt end, and he was silent for a long time.

"The dragon slayer will eventually become an evil dragon, if the heavens are lucky enough to overthrow the court, do you think he will be the next dictator? History is reincarnation, and human nature is inherently evil. ”

Li Ru, dressed as a scribe, was expressionless.

He is already a member of the think tank of the second prince, and he also has the noble position of supervising the imperial history in the temple.

"Since ancient times, the phenomenon of cunning rabbits and dead lackeys cooking is not uncommon, if he succeeds, sooner or later, we heroes will be all over the house and die miserably!"

The good-looking woman carried a heavy sword on her back, and the gold token of the brocade cloth was hung from her waist.

In the past, the five fairies of the rebel army have now become the high-ranking Situ Qianhu, and the children of wealthy merchants in Kyoto compete to pursue it, which can be described as a golden flower of Jinyiwei.

Each of the four has its own interpretation, which is more of a sophistry in the depths of the soul than an explanation.

The executioner's five fingers were stiff, and when he was only stabbed for the sixth time, he felt that he couldn't support it.

It's so calm.

I can't even hear a moan.

Another 3,594 cuts will be made, and his soul will be shocked and tormented more than 3,000 times.

Is faith so great that you can't even feel pain?

If you don't cut the number of knives, you will not only desecrate the law of Dali, but also be sorry for the young man in front of you who will forever be recorded in history.

"Boom!"

The moment the butcher knife was swung again, the sound of swords and axes outside the court suddenly appeared, the internal light collided, and the snow flew into the sky.

In a sudden battle, dozens of black-robed people in masks hung high in the air, fighting with the brocade guards stationed in the imperial court.

The execution ground was in chaos, the people were scattered, and the snow was dyed scarlet.

"Kill him!"

The sharp and cool voice of the eunuch came, and the master of Ouchi stepped out of the eaves of the imperial city hall and roared at the sluggish executioner from afar.

The executioner came back to his senses, and the butcher's knife fell high, just off the neck of the rebel and landed on his back.

Chopped crookedly.

With his professionalism, he could have been accurate enough to cut off his head with a single knife, but the chaotic and terrifying scene made him overly nervous.

"Yes, it's fear that makes mistakes."

Immediately afterwards, his ears were ringing and he was stunned by the masked man's palm.

The law field was robbed, like thunder on the ground, and the entire imperial capital was silent.

Emperor Xuande was furious, and the Imperial Forest Army penetrated every corner of the imperial capital like a spider web, and the nine cities were closed, vowing to find the rebel leader.

How can the villains who endanger the society of the country go unpunished!

……

The hall is warm like spring, and sandalwood is curling.

"Awake?"

The cold and clear voice is like ice water piercing stones.

Gu Li slowly opened his eyes, and his bloody arms had recovered, leaving no scars.

Looking at the gray decorations around him, his eyes locked on the noble and elegant silver skirt figure in the hall.

"How long did I sleep?"

"You should first thank Hongu for the grace of reconstruction." She put a few petals into the censer and turned around.

This is a face of thrilling beauty, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, delicate skin like mutton fat and jade, and deep pupils.

Gu Li stared at her for a while, and the alarm suddenly rose in his heart, and he suddenly felt that his reaction was ridiculous.

Queuing up in the Hades Palace, you should be calm if you can live one more day.

His voice was deep:

"Princess Linchuan."

Shang Yi, the daughter of the eldest concubine, was the emperor's daughter who saved him.

"You also want to overthrow the Five Hundred Years Dynasty? You are so pathetic to be betrayed by your men. ”

The faint tone seems to contain everything, and there is a sense of luxury in the coldness.

"Losers deserve to be humiliated." Gu Li couldn't tell the difference between joy and anger, instead of being panicked, he simply made it clear and said:

"What does Your Highness want?"

If you want to kill, you won't rob the Dharma field, it's too much.

"Be the pony of the main palace."

In an instant, Gu Li's pupils shrank suddenly.

This sentence is too fierce and straightforward, and even he, who has always been calm, has lost his ability to think.

"It is rumored that His Royal Highness is the first beauty in Kyushu, and he is against the thief, and he has no blessing to suffer, and he does not dare to climb high."

"You still want to take away the palace?" Shang Yi's phoenix eyes swept through the dangerous light, and the corners of his lips froze with a touch of coldness.

"After getting married, never touch this palace."

She walked with a small and graceful step, and looked at it very indifferently:

"Your life, this palace gave it."

"No matter what faith you have, allegiance to the Hongu must come first."

Staring at the beautiful face and amorous eyelashes that were close at hand, Gu Li looked at each other fearlessly, and after a long silence, he finally avoided his eyes.

"Yes."

Hearing the murmur, Shang Yi tapped his delicate chin and asked unhurriedly:

"What do you think you're worth?"

Gu Li stood up with his body propped up, walked to the desk and poured a cup of tea, and whispered while drinking:

"I'm in control."

"From the emotional aspect, the grace of saving life is greater than anything else, and as long as I still have a conscience, I will not disobey Your Highness."

"Rationally speaking, even if I am lucky enough to escape the imperial court's purge, Beiliang and Xichu will not take the risk of accepting me, the huge Kyushu, only Her Royal Highness the Princess has a place for me to stand."

After a pause, he smiled and asked rhetorically, "Maybe Your Highness thinks my ability is not bad?" ”

"The strength of the ability, this palace will wait and see." The glamorous Princess Linchuan was expressionless and added:

"If you don't make Hongu satisfied......"

"And leave." Gu Li is very knowledgeable.

"Widowed!" Shang Yi said it seriously and ruthlessly.

The former's expression froze, confirming that the other party was not joking, and said with relief:

"Your Highness, what do you need me to do?"

Examining him for a moment, he lightly opened his red lips:

"Cultivate party henchmen in the court and win over supporters."

"This palace wants the heroine Qiankun and the king of Kyushu, and you suppress all political enemies for this palace!"

Gu Li walked to the dresser without saying a word, and silently ate half of the osmanthus cake, which was soft and glutinous and sweet, and melted in his mouth.

It is also the ambition to win the imperial power.

He traveled over to witness the tragic situation of the people's suffering, and vowed to subvert feudalism, if he now became an accomplice of the old forces, how absurd?

As if anticipating his resistance, Shang Yi was blunt:

"The frog at the bottom of the well, the palace pursues ascension, and casts the foundation of detachment with the dragon qi of national fortune!"

"Ascension?" Gu Li was surprised, "This is just an ethereal legend, can it be realized?" ”

In the martial arts world of Kyushu, those who have reached the peak of martial arts are comparable to the gods, and are known as land immortals, but they are also confined to the human world.

Shang Yi snorted and said lightly:

"The cultivator has his land, the monarch's power is not granted by God, the power of the vassal is not given by the king, and all power comes from the people, is your ideal possible?"

Gu Li was silent, it was very difficult, but things had to be done, at least with a clear conscience.

Shang Yi stared at him for a long time, and said in a cold tone:

"Waste will look ahead and backward, and the path they choose, even if it is wrong, will not retreat."

"You and I have one interest, if this palace is detached as you wish, as a nominal husband, it is logical for you to come to the dynasty and even inherit the throne, and then you will toss it."

Gu Li was stunned.

There is no doubt that Princess Linchuan gave him a ray of light, but the darkness is very long.

Lying in front of us were the old dog of Xuande, who was dedicated to cultivation, the four most outstanding princes of the imperial family, the noble clan, the bureaucratic class, and the more powerful Northern Liang and Western Chu empires.

But just as Yugong moves mountains and Jingwei reclaims the sea, the road must be taken step by step, and things must be done one by one.

"I am willing to swear allegiance to Your Highness!" Gu Li was sonorous.

He used Linchuan's status as a concubine to grab political capital in the court, while Linchuan seemed to be bent on martial arts.

The two achieve the same interests and goals.

"Change your name and be silent for a year." Shang Yi raised the tail of his eyes lightly, and then his eyes were sharp:

"Tai Sui's head is moving, dancing on the tip of the knife, this palace wants you to remain elegant and calm."

As he spoke, he paced to the dresser and took out the black dough from the drawer.

Suddenly.

Gu Li's face was abrupt and hideous, his facial features were distorted in a strange shape, and he ran out of the inner hall like crazy.

Looking out from the railing, the cold winter breeze irrigated him, which made him sober up instantly.

!

After three years, 5 to 9, with 200,000 soldiers, I walked before the ghost gate was closed, and the golden finger is only here now??

Just as he bred consciousness, he awakened a [corrupt official] golden finger.

After embezzlement, if you distribute all the stolen money to the people, you can get rich rewards, and the secret skills of the exercises and even prolong your life, and immortality is not a dream.

The noble and elegant figure crept in, the phoenix eyes flashed with a strange light, and the miserable beauty of the face was shrouded in horror.

"Your face?" Shang Yi's voice was hoarse.

Gu Li stroked his cheeks, walked quickly to the bronze mirror on the dressing table, and a finely carved facial features were reflected in the mirror, the skin was no longer rough, and the eyes were clear and simple.

Me before the crossing?

I vaguely remember that the family in my previous life was surrounded by four walls, but I swept all sides in the blind date market, purely relying on appearance.

Goldfinger against the sky!

Awakening ritual, let him return to his true self.

"Ten years ago, I mistakenly ingested a lush ancient ginseng and changed my appearance."

Gu Li said perfunctorily, knowing that this was a lame excuse.

Shang Yi regained his composure, looked at him for a long time, and said in a cold voice:

"This palace doesn't care about your secrets, only wants your loyalty!"

"There are no flaws in the current appearance, the palace is comfortable to see, and it also saves the tedious operation and appearance."

"Your Highness, I will be called Su Changfeng from now on." Gu Li decided to return to the name of his previous life.

Starting anew, with the golden finger of a corrupt official, he will definitely be burdened with heinous infamy and covered with mud.

But if you want to light up the darkness, you must first fall into the darkness!

He just wants to climb up step by step, become the notorious traitor of Dali, and destroy this rotten and dirty oppressive dynasty from within.

"Cats and dogs, leave tonight and go to the territory of Western Chu."

"A year later, Bengong got acquainted with you in the name of a spring outing and brought you back to Dali."

"As for the origin of the identity, this palace will help you forge it."

Shang Yi leaned on the railing, like a waterfall and green silk dancing in the wind, and then said casually:

"Of course, you can also try to escape from the control of the palace."