After a few days of recuperation in the Bluestone Medical Center, Yan Ge improved slightly.

Although normal travel can be resumed, the poison in the body has not been removed. Qingshi searched many medical classics, but he couldn't find out what the toxins in Yin Ge's body were.

This toxin is very weird, although it destroys the seven meridians and eight veins in the poisoned person's body, but it is not fatal.

None of the organs of the Song of Death were found to have any damage. For a while, Qingshi couldn't relieve the poison on his body for Yan Ge, but now Yan Ge couldn't use any internal force, otherwise his meridians would be broken, and he would only be accompanied by the bed for the rest of his life.

"Mourning Song, don't worry, although your internal strength is useless, your swordsmanship can still be used, as long as you don't use your skills, this poison will not recur, in this imperial capital city, there are few people who can compete with you in swordsmanship, so you don't have to worry. ”

Yan Ge patted Lin Guoqing's shoulder, he was very grateful to Qingshi and his meticulous care and care during this time.

Martial arts are actually not important to him for a long time, and his original intention of practicing martial arts is not to compete with others, but just to entertain himself.

The master said that he was a good seedling, his bones were amazing, and he was born to be a prodigy who practiced martial arts.

However, he doesn't like to practice martial arts, he likes to wander around, read a lot of books, travel to places of interest, famous mountains and rivers.

Therefore, he made a lot of friends with martial arts. Therefore, he knows more or less about the martial arts of each major sect.

Although he learned very little from his friends, he would practice even if there was only one trick.

A few days have passed, and Song has been thinking about the brothers of the Providence Gate, those brothers who were born and died with him.

He didn't know how much was left, and where you were.

"Dead boy, are you up?"

"Hehe, Luofu, go to the market again?"

"Yes, today is a big set, there are a lot of people, if it weren't for your identity, hey, don't say it, I have to hurry up and distribute the goods, and the owner of the hall will not be able to find me again, so I will go first. ”

"Bang!" the door of the Bluestone Medical Hall was kicked open, and several envoys hurriedly walked in with an injured envoy in their arms.

"Is the bluestone pavilion master available?"

Song recognized the wounded man at a glance.

I saw that the man glanced at Yan Ge, hesitated for a moment, and seemed to stop talking.

"Here, here, a few officials, what's the matter?"

The official envoy who took the lead hurriedly helped the injured official envoy into the inner room of the infirmary, and looked back and said.

"Hey, it's hard to say, let's save people first. ”

Qingshi walked into the back room and took a look at the injured man's clothes, and was shocked.

"Ahh,,,h

"Hey, this alliance doesn't want to take us old ministers seriously at all, the people of the Eight Alliances don't look down on us who are out of luck at all, if the master is still here, we will be treated like this. ”

This spiral thorn rotated into the flesh, and the wound showed a three-petal spiral, and ordinary doctors didn't know how to suture it at all, but fortunately, the suture technique of the bluestone was quite passable, otherwise the injured person's arm would not be saved.

After a simple suture, the bluestone put some good healing medicine on the wound, and the wound was treated.

The wounded envoy instructed his subordinates to return to the headquarters first, and then go back after a short rest in this medical hall.

Mourning knew that he had recognized himself, but he hadn't revealed his identity. Maybe he'd better read a little bit of comradeship.

It's just that he still has a lot of questions waiting to be answered, and Yan Ge knows that all the answers may be found in him.

"Xingge, it turns out that you are still alive. ”

The injured envoy looked at Yan Ge coldly, as if he was deliberately hiding something.

"This son, can you take a step to speak? ”

Yan Ge walked over and hugged him, he knew that Xingge was afraid of revealing his identity and deliberately waited for the opportunity to tell him about his inner anguish.

"It's okay, it's all my own people, they know who I am. ”

At this time, Xingge could no longer hold back the bitterness in his heart and cried. Without the backbone of the master, the Providence Gate has become a lamb to be slaughtered.

"Senior brother, Woo woo, the Providence Gate, shattered! ”

At this time, Yan Ge's eyes were already red, and he couldn't understand how the Heavenly Providence Gate, which had once been proud of the Shenwu Continent, was so vulnerable.

He helped Xingge back to the room, the owner closed the door, Xingge sighed, and told everyone everything he knew.

It turns out that all these changes have been planned for a long time. The martial arts sects have long been extremely disappointed in Tianhong.

The greedy princes and nobles wantonly invented holy decrees, and the people were already struggling to make a living, and the three consecutive years of drought aroused the anger of the people to the extreme.

In order to give the Ming Emperor a false impression of peace, these nobles took the essence of the construction of the imperial capital to the limit, and all the homestays within dozens of miles around were transformed into the standard in the mind of the Ming Emperor.

All the residents are carefully selected, all of them are strong and healthy, and the surrounding vegetation is carefully cultivated, standing on the tower of the imperial capital, the world is prosperous.

It's only to blame that Emperor Ming is old and frail and can't travel far, this deception is 10 years.

Emperor Ming knew that his time was short, so he planned to abdicate and make way for Xian.

It's a pity that none of the three sons under his knees are emperors.

The eldest son, Yiming, is decisive in his work, and entrusting him with important tasks will inevitably mislead the country and the people.

The second son, Yining, is good at seeking guests, and often gathers the rabble in the mansion, and the three religions and nine streams do not learn and have no skills, and they cannot be kings.

Although the three sons and one flat are available, he is already familiar with the important tasks of the border fortress, and the rash replacement of returning to Beijing will inevitably cause a crisis in the border fortress, and when there is a suitable candidate, I am afraid that he has already passed away for many years.

Only the fourth daughter, Qingwan, is smart and intelligent, and she is the dragon and phoenix among people.

She worries about the country and the people, beautiful appearance, strategizing, considerate of the people, the Ming Emperor often entrusts important affairs to this woman, but she never lives up to the Ming Emperor's trust in her, and she must bow down and fulfill her duties.

All the credit is attributed to the Ming Emperor, so the people only know the Ming Emperor's martial arts and benevolence, but they don't know that his daughter is indispensable.

In order to govern Tianhong better, Lu Qingwan severely punished the nobles and reduced the rights of the nobles, so there were strong class contradictions.

The nobles united with the major sects of the martial arts and the surrounding countries to form an alliance and decided to overthrow the Tianhong Dynasty, but the powerful Tianyi Gate became their biggest obstacle.

For this reason, they designed to get rid of Shangguan Yue, and the dragons of the Providence Gate were leaderless.

However, the alliance is secretly placing its own people in the imperial capital.

In just three years, the people of the imperial capital have increased by nearly 300,000 for no reason, but it is precisely these 300,000 unknown forces that destroyed the thousand-year-old Tianhong Dynasty in just one day...