Chapter 62, Da Qian is sick
In the courtyard of the Royal Palace.
At this time.
Yuan Feng seemed to know his father for the first time.
This person likes calligraphy and painting on weekdays, and doesn't pay much attention to the government.... Father.
Yuan Yan looked at his son Yuan Feng and said lightly.
"Zhao Wuliang is right...."
"Zhao Wuliang...."
How could Yuan Feng not know Zhao Wuliang.
The big devil of the rivers and lakes a hundred years ago.
No evil, no lawlessness.
Horizontal pressure on the big dry.
Equal persecution of all, including the imperial court ....
Because at that time, he had the power to overwhelm the world.
It had the strongest combat power at that time.
Thanks.... Behind are the two masters of the Blood Knife Villa, as well as a mysterious clothed guest, who turned the tide and saved the rivers and lakes from fire and water.
Even Da Qian, at that time, was almost surnamed Zhao.
Now.
Father actually said.
Zhao Wuliang... Right?
At this time, Yuan Yan said lightly.
"The rivers and lakes are divided into the Demon Sect, and the Demon Sect is divided into various sects, martial arts families, and gate valves.... Some have been inherited for ten years, and some have been inherited for a hundred years, and at that time, no matter what family gate valve, it was suppressed by Zhao Wuliang. ”
"In the era when Zhao Wuliang unified the rivers and lakes, there were 30,000 martial arts people on the rivers and lakes who could make true qi.... This is the number secretly counted by the 'Shura Guard', even if the people in the rivers and lakes are fighting, when the casualties are the heaviest, there are no less than 30,000. ”
The Yuan family has been able to dominate the country for so many years, and it also has some hole cards of its own.
Shurawei is the intelligence confidential directly under the Yuan family.
Yuan Yan said.
"And when you go to the later years, do you know how many martial arts people on the front line can make true qi?"
"Many... Few. ”
"Three thousand."
Yuan Feng was shocked by this number....
So little?
"On that day, Zhao Wuliang's sects have all become orthodox in the imperial court, and the martial arts sects that are attached to Zhao Wuliang have also joined the Blood Knife Villa.... It was supposed to be a good thing, but.... Zhao Wuliang fell, the martial arts gate valve is still the martial arts gate valve, they are against Zhao Wuliang, and the emperor has promised to give them official treatment, so that these true strong people enjoy the superiority of others. ”
"They have a 'dragon skill' for the big cadres, in the past they were just in the people to make a fortune, calling our court 'lackeys', after that time, they can have official positions, have military positions." Yuan Yan's words may not be without a little irony: "The martial artists with true qi and the laymen without true qi are gradually divided. ”
"These martial arts gates, after becoming 'lackeys', in order to maintain their status, they gradually shrunk their kung fu inheritance, and the kung fu with true qi gradually did not pass on to outsiders, but passed on by surname...."
"Isn't it? If there are fewer people who cultivate martial arts, they can enjoy the superiority of a few people, and if there are more people who are really strong, they will not be able to sit back and enjoy this privileged treatment..."
It's not that the imperial court hasn't made any efforts, but it's done with little success....
"Do you know, even our first martial artist, the sword saint Xue Bailu, when my father and the emperor wanted to establish a 'martial academy', he planned to gather the strengths of a hundred schools and reward the true qigong method with his merits and talents in the army, but he did not get his support..... Is that the national teacher in such a posture, let alone others? ”
"The official who was in charge of the martial arts academy at that time committed suicide by hanging himself seven days later, leaving a book to say that he was ashamed of the imperial court.... But how he died, who knows? ”
Martial arts gate valve.
It's a group, it's a collective.
Originally.
There are so few people who are really strong now....
The same is true of the civilian clique.
Among the scholars and bureaucrats here, which one goes back to the fourth world and the third prince?
Even a poor family can become the spiritual leader of the scholar and shock the government and the opposition.
In the eyes of the outside world, this emperor who is extremely mediocre and obsessed with calligraphy and painting, Yuan Yan said.
"Da Qian is sick... The martial arts gate valve and the civil official gate valve are all the root of the disease, and they are the ones who do not let the big cadres become strong. ”
Yuan Feng muttered.
"Father.... You want them to fight .... Let them weaken. ”
Yuan Yan said lightly.
"For the father...."
"Destroy all the gates."
At this time.
Head of the State Church.
Tang Fengming said after a moment of silence.
"Including."
"Bloody Knife Villa."
.....
"Daqian, there can only be one voice..."
Yuan Feng was cold in his heart.
I didn't know what my father meant in the past, but I couldn't help it.
"But now the foreign enemy is on the side..."
"With the depth of our great work, it will take at least ten years for the grassland people to advance and fight." Yuan Yan said lightly: "In the inland, their cavalry can't play a role, and we can also negotiate and mediate in various ways to buy time for the big cadres..."
"Ten years.... If our Great Cadre Gate Valve is broken, we will be able to lead the exercises and allow tens of millions of people to practice, and then there will be more than thousands of strong people with true qi! ”
"The steppe man...."
"And what's there to fear?"
.....
At this time.
Yuan Yan stood up.
looked at Prince Yuan Feng condescendingly.
"The emperor said before he died."
"Daqian must have a faint king."
"Then I, Yuan Yan, will be this faint king."
"When this bears a lifetime of infamy...."
"Faint."
........
........
Originally.
It should be so.
The Great Dry Faint King.
Yuan Yan.
Cowardice and incompetence, after killing Zhongliang.
Addicted to calligraphy and painting, eunuchs chaotic government.
Listen to the southern thieves and eunuchs, and kill Zhongliang.
Even the descendants of the national teacher can't keep it....
Xue Xuanwu's sacrifice will only become a part of the overall situation....
Become the fire that destroys the family called Gate Valve ....
Yuan Feng said after a moment of silence.
"Father.... If your successor, or even the next successor, is like those martial arts gate lords who have benefited from it, what if the new martial arts people become the new gate valves....."
For his father Yuan Yan's words.
He couldn't argue with it.
He knew it.
Gate valves.
But it is a major evil disease of Daqian.
But....
What about the future?
Yuan Yan was also silent, and finally just said lightly.
"Posterity has its own wisdom...."
"Posterity...."
Originally.
With the death of Xue Xuanwu.
The fall of the halberd.
Everything will follow Yuan Yan's plan....
The civil strife in the entire Wangjing City will fall into another level.
It's going to turn into chaos!
Even if Xue Xuanwu doesn't die.
The forces of military attachés and civil officials will also be tilted against each other, and the struggle above and below the court will begin.
It should have been that way.
It should be unvariable.
Yet at this moment.
A sword pierced into the sky...
Blood-colored swords.
The sword can be seen throughout the capital.
That belongs to the 'Infinite Demon Knife'....
A sword aura like a blood moon.
Tang Fengming looked at this incomparably familiar sword qi...
"Big.... The Infinite Demon Sword of the Great Perfection? ”
Tang Fengming was shocked.
Even in this Blood Knife Villa, no one can practice the Infinite Demon Sword to such an extent....
Carry out the sword qi of the heavenly dome.
It's a variable—
.....
"This son must die...."
Chen Zhen on the rooftop.
Listened to Xue Xuanwu's words with supernatural powers.
He thought.
This man.
Don't stay....
But it can't stay.
Daqian, who was in chaos because of his death.
Until.
A sword that pierces into the sky.
Cut off Jiang Yu's halberd.
It also cut off the chaos of Wangjing.