Chapter 207: A gentleman promises, his soul is gone, and he has no regrets
After listening to their conversation, the Holy Envoy of Hulu nodded with a light smile.
"Xie Xiaoyou is right, whether His Majesty knows the identity of the person behind the scenes who advised the emperor in the past depends on whether the relationship between the two supremes is close."
Xie Zhao smiled: "It seems that the Holy Envoy is willing to solve my doubts." β
The Holy Envoy of Hu Lu also laughed, his voice was extremely old and lacking in energy.
The former Saint King Heavenly Realm master, now in his twilight years, is just an old man.
He said slowly: "Actually, the first emperor and His Majesty had a deep brotherly relationship when they were young, and the relationship was excellent. But a few years ago, something happened. β
The three of them looked at him fixedly.
Han Changsheng saw that the Holy Envoy of the pot Lu paused, and couldn't help but urge:
"Senior, you, don't sell it."
The Holy Envoy laughed, and he laughed at the young man's impatience, and did not find it offensive.
He said: "This matter has to start from nearly 20 years ago. At that time, Prince Tinghong, who is now His Majesty the Emperor of Handyong, suddenly had a dispute with the first emperor one day for some reason.
He insisted on leaving the imperial court, leaving Guangling City, handing over all the soldiers and horses in his king's tent, and just wanted to live the life of a wanderer in the rivers and lakes. β
Xie Zhao sighed when he heard this.
She said: "Thinking about it like this, the first emperor of Handyong must disagree." β
Although the first emperor of the Northern Dynasty was afraid that his younger brother was the first heir to his throne, if his younger brother left the imperial court, then the bloodline of his father's family in the imperial court would be completely severed.
If this is the case, when the first emperor Tuoba Xiao dies one day, he has no sons-in-law, and his father has no sons-in-law, and his throne can only be inherited by his uncle's lineage.
The Hanyong aristocracy of the Northern Dynasty paid the most attention to inheritance.
Therefore, the first emperor of the Northern Dynasty, Tuoba Xiao, was not only wary of his younger brother's ambition for his throne, but also worried that his younger brother was too unambitious.
He must not allow Tuoba Hong to really break away from the imperial court and the Tuoba clan and become a common man.
The Holy Envoy nodded.
"That's right, what Prince Hong asked, the first emperor was naturally very angry when he heard it.
In order to prevent his mother's only younger brother from being stupid, the first emperor imprisoned his younger brother Prince Hong. β
The three young men were stunned in unison.
Ling He frowned and shook his head slightly, not commenting.
Han Changsheng is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, and he is lawless and said:
"This former emperor of the Northern Dynasty is really a ruthless man! ββWhen the current emperor of the Northern Dynasty was in the past, Zuo just wanted a free body, not a rebellion.
Just like that, did the first emperor confine down his younger brother? This is too ruthless and unjust! β
Xie Zhao was silent for a moment.
The words "captivity" inexplicably poked at the pain point in her heart.
Once, there was also a relative she regarded as her life, intending to imprison her in the Ninefold Palace.
She paused for a long time before she eased the sudden colic pain in her heart and said softly:
"You're wrong, emperors don't need to be affectionate and righteous. As long as the monarch of a country can benefit the country and the people, be fair and selfless, that is enough. β
Han Changsheng was a little unconvinced, and he couldn't wait to ask the Holy Envoy of Hulu.
"Anyway, I still think that this former emperor of the Northern Dynasty is quite ruthless. Holy envoy, how long has he been imprisoned by the first emperor today? β
The Holy Envoy of Hulu let out a long sigh and said, "Since then, the two brothers seem to have had a bad relationship. One sits in the palace, the other is confined in the palace, and they haven't met for more than two years.
If it weren't for the fact that the grandest 'Shulan Festival' in Handyong of the Northern Dynasty was approaching, the first emperor would have paraded thirty-six parts according to the needs of the ancient rites, and he was afraid that Prince Hong at that time would not have been released from prison. And then you will know what will happen laterβ
The first emperor died on the way to parade through the Dar'e part of the 'Shulan Festival', and Prince Hong, who was in charge of the state of Guangling Castle in Kyoto, ascended the throne as emperor. After that, it was fifteen years later, and it was now. β
Xie Zhao slowly raised his eyes and looked directly into the old eyes of the Holy Envoy of Hulu.
"Holy Envoy, you can help us to such an extent, to be honest, the juniors are also a little surprised. You even told me a lot of old things about Handyong that I haven't asked about yet. Is it just because of your old days with your teacher? β
The Holy Envoy looked at her with a smile.
"Sure enough, I can't hide anything from Xie Xiaoyou."
He sighed slightly and said, "The reason why the old man knows everything is endless, and it is because these things are indeed not secrets.
Even if I don't say it, it won't bother you. If Xie Xiaoyou wants to investigate, then it must not be difficult to mediate a little in Guangling City with your intelligence.
Second, the old man is about to die, but he still has something to do, and he does have something to ask for, so he wants to sell your face. It's just that I don't know this situation, can you recognize it? β
Xie Zhao looked at him quietly, and bowed slightly humbly.
"The holy envoy does not touch right and wrong in his life, and is only willing to help the people who are struggling in the red dust, and he deserves the respect of Xie Mou.
Even if you don't tell me this, if you have something to do when you are dying. If you can, the younger generation will not refuse. β
"Okay."
The Holy Envoy looked at her with a smile.
"Then the old man will thank Xie Xiaoyou here."
Xie Zhao: "It's okay for you to say it. β
Molaya: "I have a junior, and Xie Xiaoyou also saw it." The old man wants to entrust it to Xiaoyou for a while. β
Xie Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly.
"You mean the girl who burns thin."
The reason why she guessed that it was Bo Xu, not Luo Zhuo, was naturally because Xie Zhao knew that even if the Holy Envoy of Molaya had the intention to entrust him, the next envoy of the Holy Land of the Yuwen Ministry, Hulu Holy Altar, would never be able to leave with someone of her status.
In this case, the junior in the mouth of the Holy Envoy of Molaya is naturally the girl with a terrifying scar on her face.
Sure enough, the Holy Envoy of Hulu nodded and said, "That's right. β
He smiled bitterly and said, "That kid is like me, he is a practitioner of the 'sentient path'.
Presumably, Xie Xiaoyou should also know that my life will not be long, probably in these two days. I hope that Your Excellency will be able to take her away today. β
Xie Zhao looked at him silently for a moment, and said softly:
"I see, the Holy Envoy doesn't want her to serve and see you 'leave' with her own eyes. It's just like this, and she will inevitably have regrets in her heart in the future. β
The Holy Envoy of Hulu showed compassion on his face, and sighed softly:
"It's okay to have regrets, she has to go on well. This child is from a hard life, and he knows too much about the sufferings of the world, but he rarely hears of comfort and happiness. Her 'affectionate way' is really hard to cultivate. β
Speaking of this, he looked at Xie Zhao with burning eyes.
"Before today, the old man had been struggling with the path after this child, and he didn't know how to settle down in the most suitable way.
It wasn't until Fang Cai Luo Zhuo actually brought you here that I realized that the best instructions given to me by Changshengtian were here, and they should be on Xie Xiaoyou. β
Xie Zhao frowned.
"Me?"
Hu Lu Shengenvoy said with a smile: "Yes, you are open-minded and cool. If Bo Xuan can stay by your side for a while, it will be her blessing.
She won't bother Xie Xiaoyou for too long, as long as three years is enough-after three years, presumably Bo Xuan will be able to figure out the road under his feet, where to go. β
The hope and request in the eyes of the old man in front of him almost suddenly appeared.
Xie Zhao couldn't bear to refuse, couldn't refuse, and couldn't refuse.
Finally, she crossed her hands over her chest and bowed down to perform an authentic Northland ritual.
"Holy Messenger, I have answered. A gentleman promises, and his soul is scattered. β
"Good! This life is coming to an end, thank Xiaoyou for the grace of fulfillment, and Molaya can only repay it in the next life. β
The holy envoy of Molaya was very relieved, and the problem that had plagued him for many days when he was dying finally cleared the dark clouds and saw the moon, which made his whole spirit tremble.
(End of chapter)