Volume 1 Yanyun Chaos Chapter 114 Smoke Falls (1)
"The Immortal Emperor is defeated."
"King Yanbei is dead."
"No matter what Li Jinxing said to you, it seems that you can't honor it now, will you be a little disappointed?"
"No, because Li Jinxing never made any promises to me."
"Just because you didn't make a promise doesn't mean you don't want anything else."
"What do you do with what I ask for?"
"What you ask for is what I lose, how can it be irrelevant to me?"
"Reasonable."
During this time, there were many battles of the Dao Dao in the Dao Yuan Continent.
The battle of Xu Hai in the west.
The battle of the Bohai Sea invasion of the north.
The Battle of Wuyang.
The Battle of the Yanbei Guard.
and the battle between those four people that took place in the Dao Abyss.
At this moment in the battle, he had long forgotten who was the opponent, and the four peak powerhouses of the Divine Hidden Realm attacked each other, and there was no difference between the enemy and the enemy at all.
All but me are enemies.
However, the soldiers of Wuyang City and Yanyun City still had some impact on them.
For example, they can also take time out of the conversation during a fight.
If Wu Yang wins, then Xue Qianzhang and Ming Fa will have fewer worries.
In the same way, Yan Beisheng, Blood Speechless and Zisang Wudui did not have too many concerns.
But it can't be replaced at such an equivalent.
Xue Qianzhang looked at the blood and said seriously: "It's also your hard work, it's ruined like this, it's really not distressing at all?" ”
Blood Wordless gave him a cold look, ignoring him.
Xue Qianzhang said again: "The storyteller told me some things, including the fact that you wanted to kill him not long ago but didn't. ”
Blood said wordlessly: "So what? ”
Xue Qianzhang continued: "You didn't answer his question at that time, because you were sure enough to kill him, so now let me ask you, Xuanhou has been dead for so many years, can you really not let go?" ”
Mingfa frowned, thinking that the level of this question was really not high.
Zisang lowered his eyes, thinking that he could let go of him and make so many things until he made himself a ghost or a ghost?
Bloodless's eyes were even colder.
Dragons have reverse scales, and so do people.
Xue Qianzhang's question was his reverse scale, which he didn't answer, but responded.
A crisp sword roar sounded between heaven and earth.
Xue Qianzhang was a little surprised, thinking that you actually want to compete with me?
If you want to talk about the realm or other words, Xue Qianzhang thinks that there are many people in the world who are stronger than him, but when it comes to the word sword, who else in the world can be better than him?
The uncle in the Sword Pavilion can't do it either!
Snow Cloud is the Sect of Ten Thousand Swords!
Thinking of this, he no longer kept his hand.
An even crisper sword roar rang out.
There was a faint wind in the room, mixed with a disgusting fishy smell.
His face was occasionally moist, and his head was scarlet.
Xue Qianzhang frowned.
The cold breath rose with his frown, freezing the bloody wind and the rain of blood, but there was no trace of blood and no words in his sight.
Without thinking, he raised his sword and slashed.
So whether it was the bloody wind and rain or the extreme freezing and cold breath, they were all cut into nothingness by the sword qi.
A sword stabbed out of nothingness.
Xue Qianzhang pointed at it with a sword, and easily pierced the sword. The blade of the sword was unsightly divided, like a ruined lute.
He raised an eyebrow.
The Weeping Blood Sword is an immortal flying sword, how can it be so unbearable?
When things go wrong, there must be demons.
He sensed a sword stabbing from his back, as fast as the wind.
This didn't bother him, and with a cold snort, an endless wind and snow descended, freezing the sword to death.
His hand tightened suddenly.
The pierced Weeping Blood Sword actually merged into one, sealing his snow-stepping sword to death.
Then, wisps of sword qi emerged from all directions.
Something interesting, Xue Qianzhang thought silently.
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"They started, so let's move on?" Zisang Budui retracted his gaze and invited Mingfa to fight.
Ming Fa shook his head, "Since Bohai has reached the initial strategic goal, then what is the need for us to fight?" ”
Zisang Budui thought about it and didn't speak.
Mingfa looked at him twice.
Zisang Budui said: "Dao Sheng, has something to say? ”
Mingfa said seriously: "He has been dead for more than a thousand years, why should you be obsessed." ”
Zisang Budui said: "One day as a teacher, a lifetime as a father, I haven't died yet, so it's not an obsession." ”
Ming Fa said again: "After Dugu Feiyun soared, all the strong people who besieged Wei Sanmu had left this world, why did you use this world to be angry?" ”
"Angry?" Zisang said indifferently: "Of course I'm angry, but I'm not angry, I just want to get justice." ”
After a pause, he continued: "Ask the common people for this justice. ”
Mingfa said: "Why is the common people innocent? ”
Zisang said seriously: "If you don't respect the right way, there is a way to die." ”
Mingfa asked again, "What is the right way?" ”
Zisang Budui is still serious, "Righteousness is the right way, and unrighteousness is the evil way." ”
Ming Fa thought for a moment and continued: "If Bohai gains power, the world will still not be able to return to the right path. ”
King of Bohai, surnamed Dugu.
Zisang said: "I naturally know, but I don't mind, as long as he can restore Master's reputation and honor." ”
Mingfa said helplessly: "Aren't you a scoundrel? ”
Zisang said: "If you don't play a scoundrel, who in the world can kill Master?" ”
Mingfa sighed, and finally stopped persuading.
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The battle of Wuyang City came to an end, but the damage caused by this battle to Wuyang's livelihood infrastructure and other aspects was not repaired in a short time.
Murong Zai even issued seventy-seven edicts with a holy decree before he was connected to the court, and the cabinet members basically gathered in the prime minister's mansion, and those edicts were prepared by them during the war, and they could be issued as soon as the war was over.
From this point of view, today's saints are indeed worthy of employing people, and even such things as the jade seal of the country dare to be handed over to Murong Mansion at will.
Looking at the migrant workers who emerged out of nowhere and the soldiers who were obviously temporarily called by the Ministry of Works, Feng Qi thought to himself that he had wrongly blamed the four princes.
The only thing that could do these things in the first time after the war could be the God Emperor, or the power that only the God Emperor could have.
The God-Emperor was by his side.
Where is the power?
The rank of the six ministries is too low, and no matter how much the God Emperor trusts them, it will not be their turn.
The three public ranks are enough, but the high degree of centralization will definitely bring problems, even if the God Emperor trusts them, they must avoid suspicion.
All that was left was the royal family and the cabinet.
Most of the royal family except for the prince ignores the government and politics, and now that the crown prince is out, there are only the eldest prince and the third prince in Wuyang, and it is unlikely that the god emperor will give them power.
It's not that the checks and balances are bad, but that will give the rest of the princes unnecessary hope, and this hope is impossible for the God Emperor to allow.
"In any case, Your Majesty is indeed broad-minded, and the wind admires it." Feng Qi said sincerely: "The people are innocent, if it is not for Your Majesty's compassion, they may not have a good time in the future." ”
The God Emperor chuckled and said, "Don't blame me for setting up a bureau to harm Yanbei?" ”
Feng Qi did not speak.
The Divine Emperor looked at him with interest, "Do you know why Taiwei is willing to agree to use the land of Yanbei as a game?" ”
Feng Qi looked at the God Emperor, and did not speak, but expressed the meaning of the solution at a glance.
The Divine Emperor smiled, then slowly put away his smile and said, "Taiwei is here, but for two people." ”
Feng Qi frowned, "I don't think Yang'er and I are qualified to replace the thousands of people in Yanbei. ”
The Divine Emperor said, "In my opinion, the same is true. ”
Feng Qi asked, "Then why did Grandfather agree to this game?" ”
The Divine Emperor said, "I just gave a conclusion, and you have to ask the Taiwei for the real reason." ”
Feng Qi was a little unrelenting, "It's so abnormal, doesn't Your Majesty really have a little guess?" ”
This is a bit of a transgression.
Whether it was as the prince of Yanbei or the sword of Xueyun, Feng Qi was not qualified to speak like this in front of the God Emperor.
Xu was because of his debt to Yanbei, and the God Emperor did not pursue Feng Qi's disrespect, and said: "The hearts of people are separated from the belly, and I can trust every important minister, but this does not mean that I know every important minister very well. ”
Feng Qi realized his rudeness and endured his anger and disgust to plead guilty.
The Divine Emperor looked at him and suddenly sighed, "Compared to many people in the court, I probably know the prince more deeply. ”
Feng Qi didn't understand the intention of the God Emperor's words, so he didn't answer.
The Divine Emperor said, "But now it seems that those evaluations are still more or less distorted. ”
Feng Qi asked, "In the eyes of Your Majesty, what kind of person should I be?" ”
The Divine Emperor said: "If what I know is true, you should be very much in favor of this game, even if the flood is monstrous, but since it can benefit all generations, why not?" ”
Feng Qi said: "In the present generation, the merit is in the future." ”
The God Emperor stroked his beard and said, "Exactly. ”
Feng Qi continued: "But this was told to me by Yang'er, referring to the old emperor's ascension back then, and it was later quoted by me, and it has nothing to do with me. ”
The Divine Emperor said, "Since you quote it, it means that you at least approve of it." ”
The wind was silent.
The God Emperor wanted to say something, but he was suddenly stunned, and then sighed lightly.
Feng Qi seemed to sense something, and his body trembled so that he would not fall to the ground.
But he didn't ask anything.
So the Emperor didn't say anything.
After a while, they finally saw the plaque on the door of the Taiwei Mansion.
The Divine Emperor disappeared in an instant.
The wind rose and could no longer stand, and sat down on the ground.
There was a murmuring voice in my ears.
From time to time, water stains bloomed on the floor in front of him, and smoke and dust rose slightly.
The wind raised its head and felt a slight chill.
It turned out to be raining.
First there was a light rain, then a line, and finally a pour.
The wind rose and sat in the rain for a long time.
It's like a homeless defeated dog.
People kept passing by on both sides, but no one paid attention to him.
If it were usual, there might be a kind aunt who would pull him into the house and prepare ginger soup and hot water for him, but now that the disaster has just passed, the entire Wuyang is in ruins, and naturally everyone needs to clean up the snow in front of the door.
That's right.
If he wasn't the son of Yanbei, if he wasn't the top of the merry list, who would notice him?
The rain was heavy
Someone stepped on the puddle next to him, and the rain splashed everywhere, and many raindrops fell on his face.
He finally came to his senses, and looked up to see a solemn face like a pale pine.
He had been to Wuyang when he was very young, ten years ago.
In ten years, he has grown from a teenager to what he is now, which can be called a different person.
But the person in front of him seems to have never changed, and he is still so stern and old.
"Dignified Yanbei Shizi, what's the matter with sitting here, get up and follow me into the house!"
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