Kungo Volume Chapter 4 The Story of Six Hundred Years Ago
"There is hell everywhere on earth. The little monk clasped his hands together and muttered to himself, his body exuded a faint golden light, stepped across the magpie bridge, and finally climbed the heavy building.
The joys and sorrows in a jade plaque actually made the young monk have an epiphany and break through the heavy building realm that countless monks have been unable to enter all their lives.
The thin-lipped monk who witnessed the breakthrough of the little monk's cultivation had both relief and emotion in his eyes: "The eight-year-old Chonglou realm, tsk, it's not stupid, it has half the demeanor of your senior brother and me, hahaha." ”
The little monk who had just broken through the realm asked curiously, "Senior brother, how old are you to enter the Chonglou realm?"
The thin-lipped monk flew up and put a foot on the little monk's buttocks: "Fuck off, where did you get so much nonsense." ”
The little monk rubbed his buttocks that had been kicked by his senior brother, and the joy of breaking through the realm gradually dissipated, and the desperate words of the woman named Hongyu in the jade plaque resurfaced.
The little monk said sullenly: "Senior brother, after entering the Chonglou realm, the master should allow me to go out and go around, I want to go to the outside world and help a group of poor people like the woman in the jade plate." ”
The thin-lipped monk shook his head and said: "In the cultivation of the Nine Realms, it is not difficult to practice in the three lower realms from condensing qi, to building the foundation and then to the Queqiao, but it is just that the seedlings with good qualifications are practicing faster, and the fourth realm of the Chonglou realm is the most dependent on the monk's talent, the root bone Yu Jia, the younger he enters the Chonglou realm, the more Yu Yuan can only walk on the cultivation avenue in the future, so countless monks are stuck in the Queqiao realm for life and cannot enter the Chonglou realm. However, in the middle of the three realms, above the Chonglou realm, there are still two realms of fire and Jindan, not to mention the three realms of the upper three realms, the three realms of divine guard and god transformation. ”
Looking at the puzzled little monk, the thin-lipped monk touched his bald head and said: "Our identity is in the Central Continent, Yingwu Prefecture and Sanghu Continent are very sensitive, except for our Great Wilderness and this Eastern Continent, with your current realm walking in the other three continents, I am afraid that if you are not careful, you will become the soul of those Taoist Confucian disciples who go out to experience the sword." ”
"Huan Xin, don't bluff your little junior brother. An old monk in a gray robe, with white eyebrows and a long beard appeared in the small courtyard at some point, and the thin-lipped monk shrunk his neck and called the master, and then disappeared.
"The avenue is difficult, there are really not many monks who can climb the heavy building realm, ancient and modern, you have grown up. The gray-robed old monk looked at the little monk lovingly and said, "Since you want to go out for a walk, let's go to the Qingshui Country in Zhongzhou to help bring back someone for the teacher." ”
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After burying the red grapefruit, Yuan Liang hurriedly returned to the palace with Yuan Shu, and then went straight to the imperial study alone.
The country of green water is still water, and it is respected by cyan.
In the imperial study, there were several tall stacks of concerts on the huge desk, and a man in a cyan dragon robe sat in front of the desk to review the chapters, and suddenly there was a whisper and obstruction from the waiter at the door.
The man put down the music in his hand, rubbed his eyebrows, and said lightly, "Let him in." ”
Yuan Liang strode into the imperial study, looked up at the middle-aged man, and asked loudly, "Why?"
"Is this the first thing you said when you woke up and saw your father?" The man in the dragon robe looked at the white-robed young man who had grown a lot taller, and sighed faintly: "You and my father and son have not spoken together for six years, since you were selected by Yingtian Academy when you were five years old, your father made you the prince and sent you to the academy, I didn't expect that you were in a coma three years ago. ”
"Why?" Yuan Liang's eyes were slightly red, and he still asked stubbornly.
The man in the dragon robe slowly approached Yuan Liang, the emperor of the Qingshui Kingdom looked at Yuan Liang carefully, revealing a loving smile: "My son has grown up." ”
"Two years ago, after the immortal masters in the academy and on the mountain concluded that you couldn't wake up, the academy ordered me to quickly set up a new prince, and I changed your second brother Yuan Kun and sent him to study in the academy. ”
"You know that's not what I'm asking. ”
"Then what do you want to ask? Why did I ignore the disaster? Why didn't I open a warehouse to release grain? Why did I do nothing during this half of the rainy rain and the disaster was full of people?"
The dragon-robed man's voice was full of pain: "As early as more than half a decade before the heavy rain, the immortal master in the palace ordered me to collect all the taxes and grains within half a decade, but it was only two days before all the taxes and grains were collected, and this rainstorm began. ”
"They already knew that the rainstorm would happen in the middle of the year?" Yuan Liang seemed to be a little incredulous, "but in their hearts, they only thought about ensuring the collection of taxes and grain?"
The dragon robed man nodded heavily, "The day to hand over the purple stone beads is tomorrow, and all the grain has long been used to exchange the purple stone beads with the South Tai Kingdom, and now there is not even a grain of rice in the official warehouses up and down the Qingshui Kingdom." ”
"All the country's taxes and grains are used to exchange for purple stone beads?" Yuan Liang said hurriedly, "So much life-saving grain is exchanged for some useless broken beads? Why do we have to pay so many purple stone beads to those Laoshzi immortal masters in the palace every year?
"Yuan Liang, be cautious!" the dragon-robed man reprimanded in a low voice.
"Be cautious? When the torrential rain was rampant in our Qingshui Country, did they ever let the heavy rain stop? When our Qingshui Country was full of disaster victims, did they give them a gift? This year's catastrophe, the people have already begun to eat people! These so-called immortal masters still only know how to climb on our Qingshui Country to drink blood and eat meat, and Yu Guo has done nothing, so why should we continue to provide for them!" Yuan Liang asked sharply.
The dragon-robed man sighed, "I have also thought about this question for many years, the tradition of handing over purple stone beads to the immortal master every year has lasted for an unknown amount of time, in Qingshui Country, no matter who sits on the dragon chair, ensuring that the annual payment of purple stone beads is the most important thing for him as an emperor." Our large and small countries in Middle-earth do not have armies, and the stability of the border and the stability of the country all require the assistance of the immortal masters. Yuan Liang, we don't have the capital to refuse. ”
"What if, what if we form our own army?" Yuan Liang's eyes lit up, "If our own army can be strong enough to protect the stability of the border and protect the people in the country, will we no longer need immortal masters, and will we not have to hand over so many purple stone beads?"
"In that case, the royal family of Qingshui Kingdom will have a new surname. The man in the dragon robe smiled self-deprecatingly, "Do you know how my Yuan clan got the throne? As early as more than 600 years ago, my Yuan clan was only a clan of scholars in the Qingshui country, when the Qingshui country suffered a locust plague, the misery of the people was even worse than today, the emperor of the Qingshui country at that time, Yuwen Xin, was a man of both civil and military affairs, he decisively gave up collecting grain and exchanging purple stone beads with neighboring countries, but opened a warehouse to release grain, relief to the victims, and secretly gathered 20,000 young people, hoping to have the power to negotiate with the immortal master on the mountain. ”
The dragon-robed man closed his eyes and said bitterly, "However, the immortal masters on the mountain are not just those in the palace. ”
"But after a bloody battle, our Qingshui Kingdom lost?" asked Yuan Liang nervously.
"There was no bloodshed, only massacres. Dozens of immortal masters appeared in Qingshui Country, and in less than an hour, they killed all 20,000 young people in my Qingshui Country, and the Yuwen Imperial Family was slaughtered up and down. ”
"What about Yingtian Academy, isn't the crown prince all decided by the academy, and if such a big thing happened to the Yuwen Imperial Family, Yingtian Academy doesn't care?" Yuan Liang said hurriedly.
"Of course the academy stepped in. The man in the dragon robe sneered: "The academy only showed up after the death of 20,000 Qingzhuang and the Yuwen royal family, first scolded Yuwen Xin's wolf ambition, and then caused a big disaster, and then handed over the position of the crown prince of Qingshui Kingdom to our Yuan family, and strictly ordered that all the purple stone beads of the year must be paid." ”
"The academy must be in collusion with those immortal masters!" Yuan Liang clenched his fists.
"This is the truth that my Yuan Emperor has passed down from generation to generation, and my Yuan Clan's ancestral training is also born from this: no matter what happens, the purple stone bead must not be less than half of it. ”
The man in the dragon robe looked directly into Yuan Liang's eyes, "Child, do you understand? Even if we get up and resist, it will be nothing more than a ruin for the whole clan, and the lives of the people are still in dire straits, and there will be no change." ”
"What are we?" Yuan Liang's eyes were red, "Are those animals raised by immortal masters? Aren't immortal masters human? Or are people no longer human in their eyes after becoming immortal masters?"
The man in the dragon robe gently patted the white-clothed young man on the shoulder, "For thousands of years or even longer, the relationship between the immortal master and us has always been like this, as human emperors, all we can do is to obey and endure. My father knows that you have no intention of taking the throne since you were a child, and now you are fortunate to be able to get rid of the status of the crown prince and leave the academy, so go to the outside world for a walk. ”
"The child understands that if he wants to defeat them, he must first enter them, become them, and eventually, surpass them. Yuan Liang wiped his eyes, revealing a hint of determination, "At that time, the children will definitely kill them." ”
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The night was hazy, covering the earth with a layer of black shadows, and no one noticed that a small girl in white was quietly lying under the window of the imperial study, quietly eavesdropping.
As if the general had just listened for a while, the little girl was full of anger, clenched her fists, and ran away.
In the imperial study, the man in the dragon robe had not yet told the young man in white the story of six hundred years ago.