Chapter 229: Changes in the Heavens
He didn't hide his hatred.
Many years ago, in Changling, he had a lot of enemies, but many years later, his former enemies disappeared and disappeared, and those who died, especially those such as Zhao Jianlu and Wei Yunshui Palace, who only became enemies because of the dynastic realm, slowly became friends.
The grudge is disappearing.
But the culprit made him even more disgusted.
Now Yuan Wu hates him even more than when he devised a conspiracy to destroy the Bashan Sword Field many years ago.
"If he has already cultivated to the end of his cultivation, will he still come to fight you?" Fusu was a little confused, it stands to reason that he should be on the side of his father and the emperor and care about the safety of Yuan Wu, but when he was confined here that day after hearing that Zheng Sleeve was killed by Yuan Wu, he had difficulty figuring out his emotions.
"The current Changling is no longer his Changling, there are not so many dynasties in the world, an unprecedented dynasty of unification of the world has been formed, whether he will come to fight with me or not, these have nothing to do with him, he is no longer the emperor of this dynasty. ”
Ding Ning looked at Fusu and said, "As for whether he will come to fight with me, it's not something I need to think about." ”
Fusu swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, he raised his head slightly, looked at the gradually dazzling sky, and understood that the palace in front of him was still silent, but the outside world was undergoing earth-shaking changes.
A Great Qin Dynasty belonging to Yuanwu has come to an end, and an even stronger Great Qin Dynasty has been formed.
The world is unified.
What a heart-wrenching word, but now it's actually being done.
He took a deep breath and was silent for a long time, and then he asked Ding Ning seriously: "What are you doing when you come to me?"
"Take over the throne. ”
Ding Ning said very simply: "Become the emperor of this dynasty and manage the people of the world." ”
Fusu tried a lot to control his emotions, but his body couldn't help but tremble.
"Why?"
He didn't feel happy, but looked directly into Ding Ning's eyes, "Give me a reason." ”
"It's not as complicated as you might think. Ding Ning also looked at his eyes and said lightly: "You were originally the successor to the throne of this dynasty, and if you inherit the throne, many people will not oppose fiercely, and many people will die." There is another most important reason, you are very kind, you are already favored by many court officials, you should be able to manage this dynasty well. ”
Fusu's mood was agitated, and he couldn't speak for a while.
"You don't have much time to think about it, the current Changling is still very calm, that's because the orders of the various divisions and some edicts have not yet been transmitted, if you don't take the throne, when a lot of news comes out, the now calm Changling should be as bloody as when Yuan Wu dealt with our Bashan Sword Field many years ago. Ding Ning shook his head slightly mockingly, "Of course, the final winner will be our Bashan Sword Field, this will still be a one-sided slaughter, if you like to see such a scene happen, you can naturally ignore my request." ”
Fusu woke up from an inexplicable dizziness.
He heard Ding Ning use the word request clearly.
He really didn't like killing, and he gradually understood Ding Ning's intentions.
"Aren't you worried that after I take the throne, I will avenge my parents?" he took a deep breath again and asked Ding Ning softly.
"Revenge?"
Ding Ning laughed bitterly, "Zheng Sleeve didn't die in my hands, as for Yuan Wu, even if he died in my hands, it would be a fair duel, if you really hate me... You also don't have the talent for cultivating against the heavens. You will be a good emperor, but you will not be the most powerful cultivator in this world. ”
Fusu suddenly became sad.
Because he can't sort out these grievances of the previous generation at all.
In his opinion, the world is always reasonable, just like when he asked Ding Ning why he asked him to take over the emperor.
And revenge must also be reasonable.
But when he meditated here, no matter how he looked at the things back then, he was sorry for the Bashan Sword Field.
"May you become the first emperor of the ages, a good emperor praised by many generations of people, not a good emperor in your own history books. ”
Ding Ning said goodbye and left this cold palace.
He met with a number of officials and told them that they were relieved.
Then he personally went to the mansions of some officials and promised and promised something.
There are still many people in this city who are strongly hostile to him, and they don't believe that Bashan Sword Field will not pursue many past matters after taking over the city.
His presence would not have completely dispelled such hostility, but no one would fail to believe his promises.
And most importantly, the vast majority of people in this city know how to take care of the big picture.
Ding Ning believes that everything will be fine.
Because it won't be long before he will let these people see that the entire Changling, the entire unprecedentedly powerful dynasty, does not belong to the Bashan Sword Field, but to the people of the world.
He will also correct many of the mistakes he has made before.
He believed that in the near future, those Chu people, Qi people, and Yan people who lost their country would not suffer unfair special treatment.
He, Lin Zhujiu and the others became busier than when they were in Jiaodong County.
It's hard to tell the difference between day and night.
......
While he and everyone in the Bashan Sword Field were busy in Changling, Yuan Wu woke up in the camp tent.
No one seemed to care about him anymore.
Afang Palace has been reduced to a series of ruins, but the embers are still burning.
On the hillside not far from the ruins of Afang Palace, some soldiers and practitioners who were loyal to him set up camps.
Here, you can clearly see the outline of the entire Changling Tomb in the dark night.
However, even if it is so close to Changling, it seems to have become a relic of indifference.
No army came.
No court officials came.
There were not even people to deliver food and medicine.
The whole world is changing dramatically, and yet no one cares about the people or things in these tents.
When Yuan Wu opened his eyes, these soldiers and cultivators who were loyal to him did not have any joy either.
Because all these sergeants and practitioners know that loyalty is only a heart, but it does not change what has already happened.
Yuan Wu looked at the black tent top.
His pupils are also black and hollow.
The meridians in his body were also very empty, and his soul seemed to be very light, as if it was about to fly out of his body, but his body was extremely heavy, so heavy that he felt as if he was about to sink into the ground.
He raised his hand.
His hands were so heavy that they seemed to have thousands of pounds of lead.
"Give me a sword. ”
He didn't look at anyone around him, he just said this in an empty tone.