Xin Zhuo's reaction was so great that Murong Yunxi was startled and hesitated: "She, she said her name is Jiang Nuying, she is not tall, about the same as me, she is wearing a blue robe, her skin is very good, but she wears a veil , I can’t see her face clearly, I feel... she’s not as good-looking as me, she suddenly stood in front of the palace door opposite, and even the eunuch Gong’e couldn’t see her, it’s really strange!”
Jiang Nuying!
The granddaughter of the Jiang family and the niece of Jiang Yuqing, the most promising, talented and intelligent girl in the Jiang family besides Jiang Yuqing, even far surpassed the second generation ancestor of Jiang Yugui.
Xin Zhuo taught her many special skills in her past and present lives.
Now that the mirror has been shattered, she has long since returned to the family on that terrifying mountain.
Xin Zhuo's breathing was slightly heavy. For some reason, he was always influenced by those people back then. His voice trembled slightly as he said, "When did she leave and what did she say?"
Murong Yunxi blinked and said, "She didn't say anything. She just gave me a letter and asked me to give it to you, and then left."
"Bring it here!" Xin Zhuo stretched out his hand.
Murong Yunxi snorted and reluctantly took out a purple bamboo orchid paper letter: "Is this your little lover?"
Xin Zhuo was too lazy to pay attention, calmed down his mood, and slowly opened:
"Uncle Rumu: The past events of the Great Zhou Dynasty and uncle Yin Yin's teachings are always in Nvying's heart and miss her. However, things are unpredictable. We meet again decades later. We have different identities and things have changed.
In those days, there were many complaints at home and elsewhere. My uncle's identity had been taken away. The martial arts master looked down on him, fearing that it would be detrimental to his uncle. Thirty years after the female British came to the east, she broke the quasi-sage. She passed through the Zhou Dynasty and waited for a long time. She knew that her uncle had entered. Yuanji is extremely talented and feels at ease.
There is only one thing I won’t say or feel unhappy about, and I would like to ask my uncle to remember that you should run away somewhere else, either to the Sea of Suffering or to the Jiusi Sea, and practice with concentration, and you must not cause trouble again..."
The whole text is written in vernacular, and the meaning is simple and easy to understand. It is the writing method that Xin Zhuo taught her. The first part is okay, but the second part is full of worries and ideas.
Xin Zhuo looked at it for a long time with no expression on his face. He waved his hand and the letter burned on its own.
He looked into the fire with deep eyes.
Jiang Nuying is in the quasi-sacred realm, and the Jiang family is indeed powerful, but Jiang Nuying is an honest, trustworthy, and very principled girl who never exaggerates. When she says "Martial Arts Master" she means a powerful and old person with extremely high martial arts realm. This generation, I’m afraid it’s at least the Holy Realm!
"It may be detrimental to my uncle" is a nice way of saying it, but a bad way of saying it is that those people are watching me and want to see how I broke into the mirror. If there is no deep background, it is very likely to kill him like a rag. .
"Jiang's deprivation of identity" means that Jiang will never recognize herself, the evil creature who was born in a mirror.
Mr. Jiang doesn’t recognize it!
Jiang’s abandoned son!
Great, you have another identity, right?
I am abandoned every day.
Xin Zhuo chuckled lightly and flicked the paper dust away from his hand.
Murong Yunxi had been looking at the letter carefully. At this moment, she felt confused and said, "Look at this, your nieces are all terrifying quasi-saints. Are you... from a super powerful family?"
As he spoke, his eyes lit up and he suddenly realized: "So that's the case, no wonder!"
Xin Zhuo glanced at her: "No wonder?"
Murong Yunxi looked at him and said seriously: "I am not ignorant. My mother and brother taught me a lot. I can distinguish right from wrong. You have made such rapid breakthroughs in recent years, your cultivation is so high, you are smart, and You are... beautiful, as handsome as an immortal. I have always been curious about who you are, and it turns out that you are a child of a mysterious, terrifying, and ancient family!"
Xin Zhuo was silent.
Murong Yunxi frowned and said, "But they don't seem to recognize you. Your niece asked you to run away!"
Xin Zhuo lay down: "Do you think I should run?"
Murong Yunxi said: "A good man will run away if he can, unless he suffers the immediate consequences!"
Xin Zhuo asked back: "What if I run away from Dazhou? Do I have to be a coward for the rest of my life?"
Murong Yunxi was discouraged: "Yes!"
Xin Zhuo stretched out his hand and stacked the chess pieces that Murong Yunxi was playing with on the side of the bed one by one, until they were stacked to more than thirty levels. They were clearly shaking but never fell over.
Murong Yunxi looked curious and asked, "What are you doing?"
Xin Zhuo flicked his finger, and a blazing flame appeared on the highest chess piece. He smiled and said: "The real hero is to go all the way up and smash the highest layer to pieces, so that everyone in the world will be obedient!"
Murong Yunxi was in a daze. If this sentence had been said by someone else, she would have felt very childish and like a child, but this sentence was said by Xin Zhuo, and it suddenly made people very convincing.
The person in front of me will definitely be able to do it in the future.
…
The next day, there was rain, falling on the thousands of palaces in the imperial city, and the air seemed to be a little clearer than before.
With San Jingzi waiting on him, Xin Zhuo walked out of the palace door. Opposite him, Emperor Ji Yu, Emperor Ji Yong, Prince Ji Kang and a group of princes, nobles and generals had been waiting in the rain for a long time, but they all had different expressions and looked worried.
Not far away, Mr. Zhuge, Gou Xianxian, Li Guangling and Xiao Huang heard the sound and walked out of the side hall.
"See my father/grandfather..."
"See the Holy Ancestor Emperor!"
Everyone saluted respectfully.
Xin Zhuo asked: "Is the army of the Seven Kingdoms coming soon?"
Everyone was startled, Ji Yu immediately stepped forward and said with a wry smile: "Father is very aware of the situation. He is really a man among the gods. It is true. He has traveled thousands of miles to come and report. The three kingdoms of Song, Qi and Jing have 1.280 million combined troops. Feng and Wei The four-nation coalition forces of Tang, Tang, and Yi, totaling 1.8 million, totaling more than 3 million, are marching from the south and west. The vanguard has entered the Great Zhou Dynasty, and I am afraid that it will only take ten days at most to meet our army in the Great Zhou Dynasty!"
"Your Majesty!"
An old general with a scarred face, regardless of his dignity and inferiority, strode forward. The person who can be called a king must be the seed left by the Western Qin army back then. This man's voice was loud and he clasped his fists and said: "Three million troops are coming to attack. This is something that has never happened before, but I, the Great Zhou Dynasty, are not afraid either. In the land of the Great Zhou Dynasty, in these years, we not only have to fight with other countries, but also have to guard against the barbarians in the east. Our sons and daughters are all elites who have fought in hundreds of battles.
Moreover, after conscription, there were already two million soldiers ready to fight, including 800,000 old soldiers. Just waiting for the king's order, the men immediately tore them into pieces! "
"That's right, Your Majesty! Please give the order!"
Several more generals, their armors clanging, stepped forward to ask for their tassels.
So many veterans of the Western Qin Dynasty?
Xin Zhuo looked at Ji Yu in surprise.
Ji Yu smiled and said: "My father's tribe of the Western Qin Dynasty destroyed the world under the leadership of the empress, and there is no single enemy. This is obvious to both the government and the public, so the generals I have used in recent years are all descendants of the Western Qin Dynasty! "
Xin Zhuo felt relieved, thought for a while, looked at the generals, and said with a smile: "Since they are all veterans of the Western Qin Dynasty, they must know my method of commanding troops!"
All the generals laughed and said: "I will know it by heart!"
Xin Zhuo said: "Very good! For the sake of the general, regardless of the gain or loss of a city, I will give you seven days to train your troops. Don't worry about the flood. After seven days, I will go to the school field to order troops!"
"Here!"
The shouts were loud and gave a shot in the arm to the Zhou royal family and nobles who were originally worried.
After Ji Yu and his son and all the civil and military personnel retreated, Xin Zhuo led Mr. Zhuge and Gou Xianzi to a leisure pavilion and ordered San Jingzi to get wine and food.
The wine was brewed by the royal family, and the dishes were stewed by the royal chef. There was a whole large basin.
Tasting wine and eating braised food in the rain is a unique experience.
Xin Zhuo gnawed on a pig's trotter and asked: "Tell me, if you don't count the participation of martial arts masters, how confident are you that we can beat seven on Monday?"
Li Guangling smiled and said, "If you lead the troops in person, I'm 100% sure. I know you very well!"
Gou Xian shook his head and said: "It's a pity that we don't have enough skills. The Seven Kingdoms Allied Forces are divided into two groups. By then there will be more than a dozen or twenty groups. We need at least two commanders to coordinate everything. There are many generals in Zhou Dynasty. But there is no handsome talent!
Even if Brother Xin leads the way to victory, someone on the other side will go straight to Huanglong and reach the imperial capital. Isn’t it nonsense? Why don't you wait for martial arts masters? Ordinary soldiers will destroy the Great Zhou Dynasty!
Hey, don't look at me, I can't do it. "
Xin Zhuo had no choice but to ask: "How sure is Mr. Zhuge?"
Mr. Zhuge's face turned red and he chuckled: "When it comes to military skills, I have a lot of experience. As a commander, I dare not say that I will win, but I will never lose!"
"appropriate!"
Xin Zhuo said with a smile: "Mr. Zhuge will lead an army, and the people of the Supreme Birdman will hold the battle for you. It is best for me to fight them to their nests and destroy the rebels. Lao Gou, Lao Li and Xiao Huang, you guys will do it for me." I kept an eye on the saints and saints in the caves of the major holy places and the possible visitors from the Great Qian Dynasty to prevent them from being attacked by surprise.
Knowing your enemy and knowing yourself will never end a hundred battles. Let's have fun with the ancient tribes while the cave masters from the major holy lands deal with them. "
Mr. Zhuge said worriedly: "The realm of the Supreme Birdman is too high. I'm afraid I won't be able to control it."
Xin Zhuo chuckled: "I can control it! Don't worry!"
(End of chapter)
