At the same time as Ye Qing and the King of Wei's secret alliance, separated from the Northern Wei Dynasty by thousands of miles, the terrain south of the Lingqing River became complicated, with a rainforest desert and smoke and rain.

Because the road traffic in the dense forests in the south is not as convenient as the grassland, the establishment of large and small feudal states here, although they are far less powerful than the Northern Wei Dynasty, is also a kind of style, a long-standing culture.

The state of Chu, south of the 100,000 mountains, is the best among the vassal states.

In the shade of the high mountains and dense forests, there are many basin-like plains, large and small, nested or connected to each other, and open up fields, settlements, and cities, all of which are connected by official roads, compiling the entire Chu State into a large network like smoke and rain.

Civilians and caravans walked the road, and craftsmen and soldiers checked their weapons...... Tens of millions of people multiplied, and the red dragon qi gathered and dispersed back and forth, and became more and more agitated and undulating in the center.

The national capital of Xinjiang is even more intense as a fire, brewing fierce qi, and like a volcano that has been suppressed today, it is about to erupt.

The palace of the king of Chu

This palace has expanded several times, and it was originally only one acre in size, but now it has become hundreds of acres.

The garden in the wall, the continuous palace room, there are pro-soldiers and guards along the way, between the halls and halls, the verandah is connected, the wall is painted with murals, all of them are the glorious and legendary history of the Chu State, the images of the ancestors from generation to generation are left on it, as if watching the descendants, watching the changes in the national atmosphere.

But the living are not so sensitive, or some know, for various reasons not to say.

The palace is the same as usual, layers of elite soldiers and real people guard, patrol, singing and dancing in the core of the palace, the main hall is built two floors, the ground floor is the banquet of the noble ministers, the second floor is the place where the king of Chu and his concubines are entertaining, the incense is rippling, the wine and food are sent in one by one, and the ones are withdrawn, the same flowing water, for the magnates inside to enjoy.

Or the character compensation under the pressure of life and death in history, the Chu people have always had a special kind of romance, curious temperament, and love all kinds of artistic activities, such as painting, music, dance...... Kendo is also regarded here as an art that is alive.

Because the previous generation of the king of Chu was because of the crime of rebellion, three years ago to the Cai Dynasty detained to Yujing City, since he has not died, the successor does not need to mourn, this generation of Chu King by the Cai Dynasty support since the enthronement, the dance party in this palace from day to evening, without a day of stopping.

There has been no change in three years, and it seems that everything can remain the same.

Until noon to-day, when the light rain in the sky suddenly stopped, and the bell rang at the head of the city, and like some signal, the doors of the streets opened, and out of the inhabitants, with a red scarf around their necks, converged in the square district, and converged on the streets, and finally converged to the main road in the middle, and went to the palace.

Like a sea of blood, or a torrent of flames.

In the process, many guards were dumbfounded, and some officers were about to give the order to suppress them, and they were immediately shot down by cold arrows or spells from nowhere, and then the soldiers realized that the magicians who usually accompanied the army were gone...... No, they all stood in the crowd of people, and even some colleagues appeared there, with red scarves tied around their necks.

"How so?" someone was at a loss.

Some people are also excited and happy: "This day has finally come......"

"Go and report to the king—" A loyal general shouted before a fiery figure burst into the air, and after the thunder burst out, he stomped his head in the air, and rushed over the roof and the crowd in the gushing of blood and brains, and fled to the direction of the palace...... This is a powerful spiritual pressure that only a true person of the Yang God has.

The soldiers shrank their necks, and some of the spirits laid down their weapons or simply stood in the crowd.

"It's too late. On the other side of the palace, some civil officials looked at it, shocked by the converging red tide, and murmured, "They...... Those immortal sects have made a choice, and the people have also made a choice, or the red vein dragon qi has finally made a choice. ”

"Who is it?"

"He was the son of the first king...... Recently, it has been secretly rumored that General Zhuang has returned, so there has been a riot, and it seems that he is going to change his surname back to Jing. ”

Hearing this, everyone was silent, the original surname of the Chu royal family was Jing, Chu was the main family of the Marquis of Jing back then, and later came to the danger of inheriting the Chu people and continued to be the Chu State, during which the marriage with the various tribes bred out of Zhao, Wu, Jian, Cheng and other sixteen branch surnames, all of which are important ministers, but the surname Wang has always been Jing, and under special circumstances, the surname Jing will be abolished and attached to those branches.

"The ...... Isn't it the descendant of the sister and brother who rebelled against Lun and made the Cai Dynasty abolish the inheritance qualifications?"

"Do you really think that's the reason?" The civil official who spoke just now sneered and squinted: "It's just that this son is the most ambitious of the two sons of the first king, and he deliberately chooses the most incompetent son to support him for fear of raising troops to retaliate in the future...... If it weren't for the sixteen surnames carrying the shelter, I'm afraid that the Cai Dynasty would have been suppressed and removed. ”

In any case, the vassal king must have a hardcore descendant, and this dangerous situation was reported to the main hall as soon as possible, and the cronies who reported the news did not care about the dance of the beauties in the palace, and directly passed through among the women, shouting in panic: "Your Majesty, something is wrong! The countrymen have rioted and attacked the palace!"

"Chinese people...... Riot?"

The young man on the throne stood up at once, shook his body, and ran to the door of the palace without hesitation, and his eyes were red, red scarves, a pair of burning eyes, and a trace of heavenly light broke through the clouds, printing and dyeing the entire Xinjiang City, and the flames stirred in the city, making his face pale all of a sudden.

The most terrifying situation in every night's dream still happened, so suddenly and without any warning...... Has something happened lately?

"Zhuang Gongzi is the king, Zhuang Gongzi is the king, Zhuang ......" The shouts sounded in all directions, and the dragon qi rolled, and it was much more empty at once.

The young king was dizzy, looked back angrily, and stared at the ministers one after another: "You also told me yesterday that Wu Zhuang was stranded at the border to destroy foreign ships, what is going on now!"

Everyone was silent, avoiding the king's gaze.

"Okay, okay, you guys eat inside and out......"

The king of Chu drew his long sword and was furious to slash and kill these courtiers with different intentions, and his cronies ran over and said anxiously: "Your Majesty, several generals of the city defense army have not heard from them, and they are more than lucky, and they must make a decision before the north city gate is too late to close!"

"Run, wouldn't that give up your name and fulfill the wishes of the troublemakers?"

The king of Chu was pale, considering that he had no prestige and local support outside, he gritted his teeth for a while and shouted loudly: "Come on, raise the palace array - call the court real people...... Deliver the king's order, and call the nearest legions to come to the rescue!

"As for you...... Just stay for now!"

The door was slammed shut, and the nobles and officials who had been at the banquet were locked inside, and they immediately talked about this shocking change, and a small number of people tacitly exchanged glances.

"Revolution, revolution, how difficult the fortunes of the country are...... someone sighed lowly, clearly audible in the hall, and silence was restored again.

..................

At night, the reinforcements stationed near Wangcheng did not come, and all the generals of Chu were silent on the matter.

And the situation of the royal palace is getting worse and worse, the crimson magic circle can no longer hold on and is about to collapse, and it is the people's hearts that collapse earlier than the collapse of the big array - the people gathered on the streets outside the city are all fathers and villagers, because the guards of the imperial city are all good sons selected by the countrymen, which means that there may be their own parents and brothers and sisters inside.

This made the Dao soldiers and sorcerers on the nodes of the palace array unintentionally involved, and all kinds of water were released, and the real people from the Cai Dynasty had to increase the output of spiritual power, and quickly exhausted their own strength.

In particular, the Huode Zhenren who is really suitable for the palace red vein array does not appear here - due to the special history of Chu development, there are sixteen surnames that have blood origins with the royal family, and the folk identity is very high, after the first king voluntarily bound and let the army of the Cai Dynasty be detained and went to Kyoto, all the immortal sects regarded the king of Chu as a puppet of the Cai Dynasty and refused to cooperate.

Now they appeared in the ranks of the rioters, participating in the destruction of the palace array, which cannot but be said to be a kind of irony.

The fire vein was already good at attacking and not good at defending, but with the last red light erupting, a flame roared and swept through, and the entire large array "boomed" and shattered, and the crowd erupted in cheers, and then a young general wearing a red battle robe was promoted.

"Zhuang Gongzi is the king, Zhuang Gongzi is the king, Zhuang Gongzi is the king—"

The eager shouts of all eyes instantly gathered a rich red qi, echoing with the dragon qi, and Jing Zhuang showed a bitter smile on his face, and immediately covered his ......

Although he personally participated in this rebellion of the Chinese people, for the true destiny, he was actually a pawn of the Huo De Immortals above.

"But this throne is mine after all...... I'm here to retrieve it now. ”

Surrounded and protected by a group of immortal real people, he stepped into the palace, except for the eunuchs and palace maids who were running and fleeing, the palace guards all threw down their weapons one after another, and there was not much killing.

And the civil and military ministers who occasionally met around the corner all knelt on the ground: "The ministers meet the king!"

Such...... Easy.

As he walked through the front hall of the palace, Jingzhuang was still a little emotional, but when the first mural came into view, he stopped.

The black-and-white picture is plain, with an erupting volcano in the center, and the royal city and royal palace are destroyed, just like the flames of today's popular riots.

But the natural disaster is even more devastating, almost no one survives, only a small group of people are painted in the corner of the picture, supporting each other, looking at the old garden and crying, and a tall man purses his lips and looks out of the picture with a resolute gaze...... What was he looking at?

Outside, the sound of the tsunami in the mountains is fading, and the smell of fireworks from the embers is pungent, and it is back to the beginning of the legend, as if through thousands of years.

Jingzhuang stopped and looked at it for a while, his face a little complicated.

In the past, there was no such advantage as now, under normal circumstances, it was a feudal state, but only a thousand households, and now, millions of households, how many thorns and how many heroes have been produced?

Now, this national fortune is about to be put into your own hands.

The ministers and the real people who followed behind looked at each other, and they didn't dare to urge more, so they could only ask in a low voice: "What is the king looking at?"