At midnight, darkness and snow enveloped Wei Palace.
The rumor about the Lone Star of Heavenly Evil seemed to come true. First there was a rebellion in the East Palace, and then there was the endless massacre at this moment. Tonight, the lone star in the sky was extremely bright, as if predicting a great disaster.
Disaster is inevitable.
The pungent smell of blood, broken limbs and broken arms everywhere, painful screams... the entire palace was like purgatory. Those who fell on the ground included palace maids, eunuchs, palace guards, and even some concubines who could not escape...
Now no one can stop this madman, this madman who wields a huge sword and kills endlessly in the dark. He was covered in blood, his eyes were red, and his eyes were crazy and dull. He waved the giant sword numbly, crying while slaughtering, and muttering to himself at the same time——
"Xinyang...Xinyang, where are you...I'm here...I'm late..."
The strange picture of black and white intertwined, the complex taste of blood and tears.
Darkness... abyss... despair... all the negativity in the world combined together is probably not as good as this moment.
The old Emperor Wei and the young female official were hiding in a secret room. Even though there were tens of thousands of Imperial Guards, even though this place was extremely secretive, they still felt a little bit of fear. Because they found that no one could stop the madman outside, the only thing they could do now was to wait for Zhe Helan and Han Dan to arrive.
The madman killed and killed. He followed his intuition and the direction his sweetheart had described to her, and finally came to the palace in front of him——
In the empty Xinyang Palace, there is a lonely white silk ribbon.
The madman slowly raised his head, and finally there was a hint of emotion in his eyes. But it was this emotion that completely defeated him. He went from crying silently to crying loudly, crying heart-breakingly, and crying with grief.
"You... know my little aunt? She... where did she go?"
Just when the madman was heartbroken, a childish and innocent voice suddenly appeared in the darkness. This voice was so abrupt, but it was like magic that instantly calmed down the lunatic who had lost his mind. Then, a dirty, weak figure appeared in front of the madman.
"Take... take me away, take me out of here... please, please..."
The child begged the madman helplessly, his eyes as full of despair as the madman's.
The madman felt strange. This child didn't seem to be afraid of him at all, but felt an inexplicable closeness to him.
Little aunt...little aunt...Xinyang is his little aunt? Then he is...
The sweet and lively voice came to mind again. The madman raised his head and looked at Bai Ling floating in the air, then leaned on the giant sword and cried loudly.
Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps outside the hall. Then, a stern voice came from outside——
"Bo Qingbo! Come out and die soon!"
Hearing this voice and feeling the two powerful breaths outside the house, the madman stood up again with his hand on the giant sword. He first reached out and gently touched the extremely smooth Bai Ling, as if saying goodbye. The next moment, the madness that ignored heaven and earth and disrespected gods and ghosts reignited, and at the same time, the domineering sword intent that killed all souls and annihilated everything filled the giant sword again. Finally, he drew his giant sword and killed the two people outside the hall without hesitation...
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The Central Plains - this fertile land that gave birth to generations of people here. From the beginning, the powerful Zhou and Chen generals unified the Central Plains, and then the princes came together, and then the princes and powers separated the Central Plains and proclaimed themselves emperors one after another. It is an endless war of nations.
Each country dominates one side, and wars continue between them. Over the centuries, the position of overlord has changed hands several times, ranging from a few years to decades. But after all the fighting, no country could completely unify the Central Plains.
Perhaps it was this cycle that brought some boredom to the countries, or perhaps the disaster more than a hundred years ago brought a little inspiration to the Central Plains. For decades, the Central Plains has enjoyed a rare peace - Zhou Chen, New Tang, Northern Wei, Southern Chu, Tian Qi, Hou Han, Xi Shu... These countries are actually in peace with each other, except for some Except for the small friction, there was no large-scale war.
But how can the general trend of the world really remain calm?
Although the Central Plains is peaceful on the surface, it is turbulent secretly. As time goes by, overt and covert conflicts between countries become more frequent. The most intense among them were the two powerful powers in the Central Plains - the New Tang Dynasty and the Northern Wei Dynasty.
New Tang Dynasty was originally the most powerful country in the Central Plains. But God didn't want the New Tang Dynasty to become too arrogant. In the tenth year of the great melee in the Central Plains, a king who could be called the only emperor in the ages took over the monarchy of the Northern Wei Dynasty. It was precisely because of this man that the Central Plains were wiped out in one fell swoop. The tables were turned.
This person is the first king in the history of the Northern Wei Dynasty - Qi Shimao!
During the melee in the Central Plains more than a hundred years ago, the Northern Wei Dynasty, under the leadership of Emperor Wuxuan Qi Shimao, defeated the Tang army in the Battle of Hedong and incorporated that fertile land into its territory. In one fell swoop, New Tang Dynasty, which was at its peak at the time, was dethroned from the throne of the largest country in the Central Plains. Later, Qi Shimao led the people to reshape the country after the catastrophe of the Northern Barbarians, work diligently on internal affairs, and established the largest country in the Central Plains in one fell swoop.
Today, the situation of Wei and Tang, the two largest countries in the Central Plains, is also very different.
In the Northern Wei Dynasty, the old Wei emperor died and the young emperor had not yet taken charge. The affairs of the Wei state were single-handedly handled by a female prime minister. This female prime minister is very resourceful and good at making decisions, and she is actually a minister in charge of Bao. Under her governance, the Northern Wei Dynasty became prosperous and prosperous, its people were at peace, and its prosperity surpassed that of the Central Plains. Now the Northern Wei Dynasty is like a giant, standing on the top of the Central Plains.
Looking back at the New Tang Dynasty, although the people have regarded the land east of Hedong as their homeland since ancient times, generations of people have vowed to take back the land for a hundred years. But the Northern Wei Dynasty was too powerful. Faced with the loss of land, the New Tang Dynasty could only look back and sigh. And due to the growing strength of the Northern Wei Dynasty, the New Tang Dynasty has been somewhat overwhelmed in recent years. If it were not for Li Xing, the emperor of the New Tang Dynasty, I am afraid that the Northern Wei Dynasty would have oppressed the New Tang Dynasty to pieces by now.
Emperor Li Xing of the Tang Dynasty succeeded to the throne at the age of fifteen. After succeeding to the throne, he quelled civil strife, eliminated treacherous ministers, and stabilized the people. He worked hard for thirty years to achieve today's New Tang Dynasty Zhongxing. In fact, Li Xing can be regarded as an emperor with great talents and strategies, but God is not open to his eyes. When the Six Kings Rebellion was suppressed, Li Xing was seriously injured and suffered from serious illness. In addition, in recent years, he has been working hard day and night on state affairs, and now he has no children. As for those royal brothers and brothers? During the civil strife more than ten years ago, many people were killed and went crazy, and now, when the Tang Emperor's health is deteriorating, he has no heirs to establish as the crown prince.
Although the two countries are in the same situation, the huge New Tang Dynasty has really reached the point where it has no successor. Once the soul of the Tang Emperor returns to the Palace of Eternal Life, the New Tang Dynasty will be in chaos without war unless the Northern Wei Dynasty takes action.
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Hot summer day.
The majestic Imperial Palace of the Tang Dynasty is like a silent blue dragon coiled on the north side of Chang'an City, witnessing the changes of this land for thousands of years.
In an inconspicuous small attic deep in the vast palace, a black figure flashed in.
It was extremely dark in the attic, and the light seemed to be swallowed up by the darkness inside. Only a little light came through the crack of the door. The man in black knelt respectfully on one knee in the light, saying nothing, as if waiting for something.
Suddenly, an unmistakable voice came from deep in the attic: "Leave this matter to you, be sure to keep a low profile and don't let others know...cough, cough, cough -"
A violent cough interrupted the words, but the man seemed to have no time to care about his physical discomfort. He just calmed down and continued -
"You give this jade pendant to Sir, and as for the other things... Sir will naturally know."
Then in the darkness, the man threw a plain jade pendant on his belt to the man in black clothes who was kneeling in front of the case. With the faint light, the man in black took the jade pendant respectfully.
"yes!"
The coughing man waved his hand and motioned for him to retreat. The man in black knelt down on one knee, clasped his hands, and stepped back.
After leaving the palace, the man in black walked non-stop to Qianniu Mountain to the east outside Chang'an City. The moment he stepped into the mountain, a heavy rain suddenly started falling from the sky. The man in black had important things to attend to and couldn't care less about the pouring rain. After passing through a winding path, he came to a thatched house.
Under the eaves of the thatched house, an old man watched the violent storm quietly. The old man wore a bamboo hat on his head. The bamboo hat looked old but there was no leak in it. Under the bamboo hat was a raincoat dripping with rainwater. The old man was wearing navy blue and light ink short linen clothes. There were numerous patches on the linen clothes, and the stitching was neat and orderly. The clothes were simple but extremely comfortable. The trousers were rolled up to his knees, and the wooden shoes on his feet were stained with a little mud, but he didn't care. Originally, the old man looked natural and calm, but the moment he saw the man in black, his brows frowned slightly unconsciously.
The man in black turned over and dismounted. He came to the old man, bowed his waist and clasped his fists respectfully, and then said something loudly to the old man. Unfortunately, the wind and rain were too loud to hear clearly what he was saying. But in the end, the man in black would He held the jade pendant in his hand and presented it respectfully above his head. Then he stopped making any sound and waited anxiously and patiently for the old man to speak.
I don’t know how much time passed, but the man in black still didn’t get the answer he wanted. Seeing this, he finally couldn’t bear it anymore, and he knelt on the ground with a plop and said loudly——
"Sir! This is a matter of national destiny for the New Tang Dynasty. In your eyes, although the national destiny of a country is small, if the New Tang Dynasty causes chaos, the Wei Kingdom will definitely be uneasy. If the Wei Kingdom is uneasy, the Central Plains will be in chaos! I hope you will understand, sir!"
After hearing these words, the old man finally reacted. He slowly closed his eyes, and then sighed softly.
The old man turned around and slowly took off his bamboo hat and raincoat. The man in black hurriedly tried to take them, but the old man waved his hand to indicate that he did not have to do so. Upon seeing this, the man in black held the jade pendant in his hand. After the old man dried the water bucket on the coir raincoat, he folded it flat and put it aside. He took the jade from the man in black, put it into his sleeve without looking at it, and murmured to himself -
"It seems that we can't escape after all..."
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In the palace of the Northern Wei Dynasty, a woman stood next to a child. The child was wearing a golden python robe and was reading a book. And this woman's eyes are melancholy and deep, as if she has the ambition of a swan, she seems to have a sinister strategy, she seems to have a gentle feeling for the world, and she seems to have the power of a wise king and a great emperor, which makes people unable to understand and guess.
Looking at the secret letter handed over by the female officer, the woman thought for a moment. Then she asked calmly: "Is this what the Queen of the New Tang Dynasty means?"
The female officer lowered her head and replied, "Yes."
The woman frowned slightly, then showed a playful smile, lowered her head and said to herself: "This woman really doesn't intend to leave a heir for the Li family... Haha, interesting."
After thinking for a moment, the woman said coldly in a tone that left no room for doubt——
"Let the people in the thatched cottage find the boy and bring him to the truth!"
The palace maid, who had always lowered her head, was startled, but she still did not have the courage to speak.
The woman saw the doubts of the female officer at a glance, and she said lightly: "As for the Wang family, just find a boy of the same age and kill them."
The female officer's slightly raised head fell gently again, but she never dared to look at the woman in front of her. After understanding what the woman meant, she replied——
"yes!"
With a few simple words, the woman decided the life or death of the two boys.
After the female officer left, the woman turned around and bowed respectfully to the child. Then he sat at a low table in front of the children's table and flipped through the mountains of books beside him.
After leaving the palace, the female officer rushed to the 'thatched cottage' in the woman's mouth. As the woman just said, this place is really a simple thatched cottage.
After entering the thatched cottage, the female officer came to the living room under the leadership of a disciple. I saw a burly swordsman wearing straw shoes standing in the middle of the hall, seemingly waiting for her arrival.
The female officer glanced around and did not find the short figure. Then she stared at the swordsman with a slightly dissatisfied expression, which was not at all as respectful as the woman she had just met.
"Where is the hall master?" the female officer asked coldly.
Faced with the female officer's 'question', the swordsman replied calmly: "Master, I feel unwell and am resting in the house. Just tell me if you have anything."
The female officer frowned slightly, but facing the swordsman's answer, she seemed to have nothing to do. So, she could only hand over the secret letter.
The swordsman took the secret message and quickly browsed it.
"The Prime Minister wants to bring this son back."
The swordsman glanced at the female officer, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.
"As for Xintang, let's find a scapegoat to deal with it." The female officer explained.
After hearing this explanation, the swordsman finally understood. He slowly put the letter away, then turned and walked towards the backyard. Just leave one sentence——
"I understand, I will convey this to my master."
Seeing that the swordsman didn't even have basic courtesy, the female officer couldn't help but snorted. Afterwards, she decisively left the thatched cottage and returned to the palace to resume her duties.
After the female officer left, the swordsman walked through the hall and came to the backyard.
In the backyard, a hale and hearty, short old man was rocking a recliner leisurely among the blooming flowers and plants in the courtyard, and he didn't seem to be at all 'unwell'.
The swordsman came to the old man's side and whispered respectfully: "Master, there is a letter from the palace."
The old man originally had a kind smile on his face, but when he heard the word 'in the palace', his expression couldn't help but twist, as if he was extremely unwilling to hear the news there.
"snort--"
The old man snorted extremely displeasedly, and then slowly opened his eyes. Upon seeing this, the swordsman handed over the envelope and explained——
"The palace's intentions must be kept alive. As for Xintang... just use a fake to fool them."
Upon hearing this, the old man's expression suddenly froze. The disciple's words seemed to bring back some memories in him, and his eyes gradually became blurred.
Seeing that the master was stunned and silent, the swordsman asked in a low voice: "Master, how about this matter in person..."
The old man's thoughts were interrupted, and his eyes changed from blurry to sharp. After thinking for a moment, he handed the letter back to his disciple, and then said calmly: "Let Old Thirteen go, you don't have to participate in this matter."
The swordsman was slightly startled, and then asked: "Old Thirteen? Thirteen has just entered the Great Man Realm. Isn't it too bad to let him go..."
Before the word 'safe' could be uttered, the old man waved his hand to interrupt.
"Ye Shi, there are some things you still don't understand... In short, the less involved we are in this matter, the better. As for the female prime minister, the teacher has his own opinion."
After that, the old man closed his eyes again and leaned on the recliner, but his thoughts involuntarily drifted back to that bloody and terrifying night decades ago...
Although I don’t understand a little bit, Jian Yeshi still has to deal with the master’s words.
"Then disciple, let's do it now."
