The battle in the mountains is coming to an end.

The barbarian sacrifice and the demon emperor joined forces, and the Buddhism was already overwhelmed, but it met the Immortal Dao Alliance that fought the autumn wind, especially the Yanxing Sect, which was bent on being a yellow bird, and sent many disciples and elders into the mountain, and fought when they saw the Buddhist monks.

After testing each other a few times, they saw that the Immortal Dao Alliance forces led by the Yanxing Sect had no sign of choosing to fight with the demon clan and the barbarians on a large scale, so they chose to stop.

The fifth Lun was in the house, making two cups of tea, and the tea leaves were still the wild mountain tea left by the little snake demon last time, and the taste was slightly stronger.

When he was alive before, he liked to do everything himself, and he didn't like fake hands and foreign objects, but now he has a cultivation after death, and he has a future and means that he didn't have when he was alive, and he can't do everything himself, he only needs to move his thoughts or use some spells, but he is a little unaccustomed.

This time, the person he was waiting for came quickly, probably because he was already in the mountains, so he didn't have to wait for a long time.

After Lu Zhengyi sat down, he took a sip of the teacup and said, "It's over, there are only some finishing things left, and I'm almost about to leave." ”

Fifth Lun nodded, smelling the fragrance of tea, now the qi luck value on his body is getting stronger and stronger, and he is almost about to break through the sky, and the aura of Haoran is like a pillar of green smoke, even if he is thousands of miles away, he can see it.

"I'm leaving, and the angels are opening the gates of heaven for me."

Lu Zheng was stunned when he heard this, picked up the teacup he had just put down, and toasted him with tea instead of wine.

Wu Lun looked at the sky outside the window and said to himself as if recalled: "When I was first born, the world was peaceful, and when I grew up, the fortunes of the country declined sharply. The heavens are unkind to bring calamity, and the earth has no mercy, so that I will be in troubled times. The war is endless, and it is extremely difficult to survive in this world; The people of Lebanon are displaced, and the pain is unbearable! The wolf smoke is everywhere, the Hu people are barbarians who burn and loot on a large scale, and the family lords support the rebels, resulting in the sinking of the society, I don't want to go against my original intention and steal my life, and lose my temperament and loyalty to be a minister, which will make me feel ashamed! ”

Lu Zheng was speechless for a moment, looking at the curling tea smoke on the table.

Fifth Lun turned around, saluted Lu Zheng, and said solemnly: "After I go, Li Shu of the Central Plains will please!" ”

This salute was not only facing Lu Zhengyi, but also facing the cup of tea on the table.

Lu Zheng's face turned pale for a moment, and he quickly got up and helped Wu Lun up, and said: "Fifth brother, don't hurt me, you are already a person who is about to be ranked in the immortal class, worship me like this, but it will break my luck, hehe~!" ”

The dialect far away in the capital was slightly affected, and its own heavenly secrets that were covered by the talent of 'Youming' were instantly leaked.

"Huh? Who is it! ”

Hurriedly used the 'Youming' talent again to cover his qi, and Fang Yan continued to meditate and practice in the room, and from time to time teased the dragon qi of the Qianguo royal family.

It's just that the state of the dragon qi is obviously not very good, and it is even worse than the previous time when the Donghua Sect was in charge of alchemy.

It only tells the dialect two words: 'Northwest'!

The dialect began to use the heavenly machine to calculate what changes in the northwest direction, and in an instant, all kinds of chaotic heavenly machines obscured the northwest, and it was difficult to calculate at all.

Looking up at the northwest direction, the dialect was silent.

A blind female crown in the capital instantly raised her head, looked in the direction where the dialect was, smiled, and disappeared in the next moment.

In the crowd, a small vendor was obviously stunned for a few breaths, rubbed his eyes, looked at the place where the female crown was just now, and muttered: "I can't see it, obviously there is someone there?" ”

On the outskirts of the capital.

Ten years ago, where the dialect was spent overnight, the blind female crown appeared here, then shook her head with a smile and walked all the way.

If the dialect is here, you will find that every step taken by this female crown is the path she has walked.

It wasn't until the female crown walked to the place where Fang Yan had observed the inscription left by the demon path disciple that she stopped, and the aura poured into the ground from the bottom of her feet, and she felt the inscription carefully.

After a while, she laughed and nodded to herself, "I see! ”

It's just late August.

A major event happened in the capital, Hu Xu, as the most powerful minister in the capital, was reprimanded by the emperor, confined at home, and closed his door.

Yang Wanli was very happy, and his wife helped him warm a pot of wine.

He poured himself a drink and hummed a folk tune in his mouth.

"The little Ah Niu from the village next door to my house is honest and loyal, and he carries cloth in his arms to exchange silk...... Find a reason to talk about marriage, send Lang Jun to cross Qishui, all the way to Dunqiu. ”

Fang Yan heard a small tune in the courtyard next door, and shook his head, not understanding why Old Man Yang was happy.

After feeding Lian'er a few spirit fruits, she said, "This is this morning's fruit, don't disturb Dad if it's okay." ”

After finishing speaking, he went back to the room and continued to write and draw, and the rice paper was densely filled with various analyses of this operation.

August, the sunset.

The heavenly machine suddenly changed, the killing machine appeared, and the world was shocked.

Before the emperor had time to ask Tianji Pavilion for questioning, he received an urgent document from the Northwest Border Pass, which stated that in early August, the barbarians of the Western Regions attacked the city, and it was menacing, but on the tenth day, the border city was broken, and now it has retreated to the city in the northwest river, holding on to wait for help.

The emperor suddenly had a rush to work, and hurriedly convened a temporary court meeting to ask about countermeasures, but no one squeaked in the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, and he recruited someone to invite Hu Xu, but was told that Hu Xu was in a coma with a stubborn disease.

Disappointment, the emperor vomited blood and fell into a coma.

Late at night.

When the emperor woke up, he immediately summoned Shi Lin Shutang of the Yipin University of Literature to ask, "The barbarians are detained, how can they teach me." ”

Lin Shutang was reluctant to speak.

Seeing this, the emperor waved away the surrounding palace maids and eunuchs, and motioned to Lin Shutang to explain what his plan was.

Lin Shutang sighed and said: "The family gate valve controls the dynasty, which leads to the failure of the government decree, for the sake of today, there is only one plan, but the minister asks His Majesty to think twice before acting." ”

The emperor waved his hand and said, "But it doesn't hurt to say it. ”

Lin Shutang glanced up at the emperor, this bold move was equally thrilling compared to what he was going to say next, "Issuing the state pastoral decree, sending the state pastor, taking charge of the military and political affairs of a state, and the herdsmen defending against the enemy." ”

The emperor nodded and smiled palely, "This plan is tantamount to suicide by taking poison." ”

Lin Shutang continued: "In this way, Your Majesty can give priority to the selection of several state ministers, especially the outstanding children of the royal family, and give priority to fiefdoms. ”

The emperor's complexion finally warmed up a little, "It's just a matter of passing the torch from generation to generation......

Lin Shutang smiled miserably: "Although it is a conspiracy, it may bury the seeds of the country." ”

The emperor was silent for a moment, and then said in a deep voice: "Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren. ”

Day 2.

The emperor issued a state decree, and the government hall soon passed this resolution, and the whole country was in an uproar.

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Yang Wanli is different from those children of the family, he was born in a poor family, and his mother relied on weaving silk to raise silkworms for him to study for the imperial examination, but unfortunately due to his poor family background, he had a passion for serving the country, but he was not liked by his colleagues and officials, resulting in a troubled journey, and he was not allowed to enter an inch in the first 20 years, and he was free from the small county town in the south, and could only do the county order.

Finally, I met an emperor who went out on patrol, and only after being appreciated did he have the opportunity to rise to the top, and he stepped on the ladder of heaven from then on.

It's a pity that the family gate valve controls the government, and an official with an upright personality like him has no family gate valve behind him to support him, and he was ousted from power within ten years.

He was unwilling, feeling that he was ashamed of the emperor and had failed the emperor's grace.

On this day, when he heard that the emperor had issued a state pastoral decree, he felt that it was inappropriate, and he wanted to go out to the palace and ask to see the emperor with a cheeky face.

Before leaving, the old wife grabbed his sleeve and burst into tears.

"Other people's families only want to be rich, and I would like to eat porridge with you. You don't have an old mother above you, but you have a young grandchild below, and it's not right for you to do this now! ”

Yang Wanli said ruthlessly: "Don't care!" I went! I'm too late! Now that I see my gray hair falling out every day, how many days can I live? ”

Dressed in plain clothes, he came to the palace gate and knocked.

Yang Wanli took a deep breath, still remembering that he was ambitious and high-spirited, looking at the spring snow in the capital, he felt that the world was so big and promising.

Now that early autumn is approaching, it is also the time to get used to the breeze, and it is also the time to die.

Yang Wanli waited with his hands and shouted, "The state pastoral order cannot be issued, Yang Wanli died today to repay the emperor's kindness!" ”

Then he made a salute, to everyone's surprise, and then he crashed to death on the palace wall, like a fierce tiger, crushing the national fortune of Qianguo.