The stars are rippling, the sky is cloudless in the dark night, and the candlelight embellishes Tai'an City into the most prosperous place in the world.
His Majesty Emperor Li Yangchao in Jiujiu Restaurant had already finished enjoying the delicacies on the table. No one knew that it was on this night, in the lobby of this meat-shabu restaurant, that Emperor Zhao Chun made up his mind.
"I was very jealous of Xu Xiao back then. Even today, even though I am the ninth-fifth noble, I am still jealous."
"Back then, Xu Xiao was able to drink and chat with the late emperor in the military tent without any scruples. The late emperor even left his last words before his death. Xu Xiao must be killed early to stabilize the foundation of the court and prevent the Central Plains from being divided by the vassal kings. Secondly, he could see Xu Xiao underground as soon as possible. He would go to Huangquan to recruit his old troops and kill Yama with a hundred thousand banners. If Fengduluo Mountain really existed, they and their ministers could continue their conquest together in the underworld. The late emperor said bluntly , he can’t feel at ease without Xu Xiao by his side.”
Emperor Zhao Chun had already put down his bowl at this time, his eyes full of memories.
"But if Xu Xiao has an heir, Li Yang must treat him well."
"It's a pity that I, as a son, cannot do these two things."
"Xu Xiao is still alive and well, but the prince of Beiliang has entered Fengdu."
In the lobby of the Jiujiu Pavilion, only the rising mist from the pot witnessed the conversation between His Majesty the Emperor and the proprietress surnamed Hong. When Zhao Chun was in the Yangxin Hall, there was originally a great eunuch who could talk freely, but this eunuch Now we have arrived at the palace in Jinguan City on the Western Shu Road. Queen Zhao Zhi and Chief Assistant Zhang Juluben are also among them. However, due to various reasons, His Majesty the Emperor can only speak to the man in front of him who is extremely hostile to him. said the woman.
Zhao Chun smiled mockingly and sighed silently in his heart, "I am alone."
The earthly emperor, who was known for his diligence, stood up slowly, stopped when he was about to reach the door, turned around and said, "Hong Si, I know you don't like what Zhao Zhi did back then, but these things about her Nian has always regarded you as her closest sister. I feel sorry for Xun Ping, and Zhao Zhi feels sorry for Wu Su. But if Zhao Zhi and I were to go back and choose again, we would still do that."
Hong Silk just looked at His Majesty the Emperor of Liyang Dynasty calmly, and the years had carved deep marks on Zhao Chun's face.
She felt extremely happy in her heart at this time: "But you and your wife have now reached a fork in the road. No matter how Zhao Zhi persuades herself in her heart, it can't change this fact. Now you are inclined to make the sixth prince your successor." Prince of the East Palace, you chose the illegitimate child outside and gave up the child with Zhao Zhi. This is the royal family, isn't it ironic? Hahahaha."
The sneering widow surnamed Hong just bloody picked up the thorn buried in Empress Liyang's heart.
His Majesty the Emperor no longer paid attention to the slightly harsh laughter of the woman behind him. Zhao Chun, who walked out of the restaurant, was not in a hurry to get into the carriage. The biting cold made His Majesty the Emperor couldn't help but cough when he suddenly came out of the warm environment. They didn't dare to approach, but followed from a distance. A figure could be vaguely seen in the shadows at the corner of the alley. His Majesty the Emperor raised his hand to stop the Golden Sword retinue who wanted to approach. He noticed that the moment he left the restaurant. existence of bits.
At that time, he was the only young eunuch in the world who gained immortality by swallowing dragon energy.
The latter was lowering his head and carefully studying the Emperor's Sword in his hand, not caring at all that the human emperor was beside him.
"I have decided to appoint the sixth prince Zhao Kai as the crown prince of the East Palace after the end of this year."
"In the past winters in Tai'an City, I don't remember it being as cold as the last two years. It seems that I stayed in the warm Yangxin Palace for too long. Zhuan'er is very similar to me. He was in Tai'an City. After staying for too long, if there is peace and prosperity, I believe that Zhuan'er will definitely be a diligent and good emperor."
"But it is a pity that although the Liyang Dynasty has been peaceful for more than 20 years, many things have changed dramatically compared to the Spring and Autumn Period."
"Kaier's ability to kill the land god Cao Changqing proves his ability, and sending this Tsing Yi's head to Tai'an City shows his vision. Not only does this kid have extraordinary chess skills, but the most valuable thing is that he can Seeing a lot of things hidden under the chessboard.”
Zhao Chun sighed silently.
On this matter, he and Queen Zhao Zhi did have fundamental differences. The couple had never blushed once in all these years. Zhao Chun did promise to make Zhao Zhi's son the crown prince, and even these The young Zhao Zhuan was trained as a prince, but Kai'er's performance later was too outstanding.
Especially Zhao Chun didn't know how the Tianwen Sword got into the hands of the elder in front of him.
In a sense, this young eunuch is the biggest trump card of the Liyang Dynasty. He looks like a human but is not human. He has existed since the founding of the Liyang Kingdom and has existed for heaven and earth. He makes a living by swallowing the dragon energy of the royal family. This elder has never had his own thoughts, but if he shows his favor for any prince, the meaning is self-evident.
The emperor stood in front of the young eunuch, held his hands and exhaled, and said to himself: "Xu Xiao, my son is more promising than your son. Now that your son dies before you, I will give you one when the time comes. A truly beautiful posthumous title, the era of Jia Beiliang is over."
"When will the Liyang family's world end..."
"Zhang Julu..."
...
The grass is dry, the hawk's eye is weak, and the snow is gone, and the horse's hooves are light.
Nanzhao and its neighbor to the east, Nanman, have always been the source of trouble in the south of Liyang. Compared with the barbarians with fierce personalities and strong physiques, the people of Nanzhao near the barren mountains deep in the Man River It is much smoother and is hidden in the marsh gas of deep mountains and old forests all year round. There are countless Miao villages dotted here and there.
In the hinterland of old Nanzhao, a team of people were resting.
Lu Ze looked at the dirt path under his feet, which was not common in the rolling mountains. He raised his eyes and saw the outline of the Miao village emerging in the distance. Followed by him were the elite troops from the Prince of Shu's mansion. This was added through various tedious steps. The 200 people in the King of Shu's army are all strong soldiers and generals. The guard battalion has experienced many battles along the way, and their eyes are as sharp as eagles.
There are five people in a group, maybe ten people. This group of people seems to be casually resting, but they reveal a lot of rules.
But everyone was looking feverishly at His Highness who was sitting at the front and resting. His Highness the King of Shu's understanding of them had never been subverted in his life. More than 200 people had experienced this along the way. After so many fights, it took only ten days for him to go from getting along with strangers to being able to trust his back to Paoze. The magic power of His Highness the King of Shu seemed to be not only to cut off Cao Guanzi's head as rumored, but also to cultivate unspeakable emotions on many trivial matters. tacit understanding.
Lu Ze drank the water from the pot. Of course, he didn't feel the slightest sense of accomplishment in his heart at this time.
He himself is a bug. He has too many classic war cases from ancient and modern times at home and abroad in his mind, as well as strategies and tactics from large to small. He is trying his best to transform the 200-person guard camp under his command. It doesn't count. Fortunately, the scroll of Xishu is very clean and flawless in comparison, leaving Lu Ze with enough space to paint on it.
"Your Highness."
"The one ahead should be the Miao village we are looking for, where the old prince of Western Shu is hiding."
Lu Ze glanced at the deputy general who spoke, Wang Yuyu, a descendant of the Chinese ethnic group of the old Southern Tang Dynasty who moved to Shu after the Spring and Autumn Period.
After Lu Ze entered Shu, he completely caused those clans to lose their original voice in Shu, but he won the support of the young and strong factions in Shu, including Fu Wenyong, the prince-in-law of the old Western Shu, who was rich in barbarian blood and a bloodthirsty man. Yan Zhan Xiaobao, who is fighting, and many Confucian scholars who are ambitious and want to display their ambitions.
No wonder Liu Bei in the late Eastern Han Dynasty had the title of imperial uncle and was able to attract many talents under his command.
Now that Lu Ze has shown full charm and sophisticated methods, the title of King of Shu is not just an honorific in people's mouth, but a real gold-lettered signboard. Even if we don't mention the possibility of taking over Tai'an City in the future, Even if I follow this young Highness now, I am afraid that there will be many benefits in the future. Everything on the way to Nanzhao deeply confirms this.
Yan Zhan Xiaobao's hair was as wild as a lion: "If I catch this remnant of Western Shu, I will chop him to death for Your Highness... Ahem, take a good look at this prince of Western Shu who has perished for Your Highness. He is the best in this world* **Why is it all about the subjugation of the country..."
Yan Zhan Xiaobao, who had been "taught" a lot along the way, was actually extremely restrained in his words.
The dull look in Lu Ze's eyes made the latter shut up angrily. If those young men from aristocratic families in Shu who suffered at the hands of this barbarian prince knew about it, they would probably be shocked, but many soldiers here But we have all become accustomed to it.
Someone next to me laughed and said, "Old Yan."
Yan Zhan Xiaobao immediately turned around and cursed: "Damn it, Fu Wenyong, how many times have I told you that my surname is Yan Zhan, not Yan! And your age is almost the same as that of my dead father. Don’t call me Laoyan.”
The speaker was Fu Wenyong, the Prince Consort of the old Western Sichuan who was born in the subjugated country. He was a middle-aged man with a very lively temperament. By chance, he got married to a princess from Western Sichuan. In the end, Fu Wenyong chose to abandon his promising future. , became the Prince Consort of Shu. The old Prince Consort, who had cultivated his character over the years, took the initiative to invest in the new Prince of Shu's mansion.
"That's okay."
"Xiaobao, we are using courtesy this time but not using soldiers. We want to invite the old prince back to the middle of Shu."
While the two were joking, they saw a scout not far away escorting a pair of boys and girls back.
Yan Zhan Xiaobao frowned and murmured to himself: "Grandma, why did two dolls appear in the depths of Miao territory?"
Lu Ze raised his head early. He had long known that there were two flashes of Buddha's light near the Miao Village. Although he had never met these two girls from two Zen temples, Lu Ze knew their roots. The young monk's common name was Wu Nanbei. She is the youngest but senior monk in Liangchan Temple, and the dark-skinned girl is the daughter of monk Li Dangxin in white.
Li Dongxi, a girl with a bad temper at first, just lowered her head and followed the young monk, holding a corner of the white and gray cassock made of ordinary material but with great meaning in her left hand. The young man's bald head clasped his hands together, even though there were countless fierce people at this time. Eyes were focused on him, but he just clasped his hands and kept his expression unchanged, quite like the demeanor of an eminent monk from a great temple.
Lu Ze said softly: "You can just avoid the Miao village in front of you later."
The young monk hesitated for a moment, clasped his hands and lowered his head and said, "Since the donor has a predestined relationship with the Buddha and bears the image of the Buddha, please refrain from committing murder."
When Li Dongxi heard what Wu Nanbei said in front of him, he felt sweat stains on his forehead. The girl quietly raised her head and looked at the very good-looking young man opposite. She suddenly remembered what her father had told her when she went out. When he spoke, his eyes suddenly brightened: "You, you, you...who are you!"
Lu Ze smiled and nodded at this well-connected girl: "Yes, I am that person."
Li Dongxi already lowered his head.
"I didn't bring many things with me when I went out. This stone was given to you by chance a few days ago."
"If you are not in a hurry to leave Shu later, you can visit the Prince of Shu's Mansion in the north of Jinguan City."
So, the girl happily took the extremely beautiful stone and left.
Only those around Lu Ze knew the value of the Qingmu Stone. Even Wang Yuyu, a direct descendant of the Chinese clan in the Southern Tang Dynasty, rarely saw such a pure Qingmu Stone. This stone can make people feel peaceful. It has the unique effect of calming the mind and rejuvenating the mind. If converted into worldly gold, it would probably cost a pony.
.......
Terraces rose up on the majestic Miao village. On the flat land pushed by manpower in the center, there were rows of Muzhao hanging towers standing on it. However, the originally peaceful Miao village was now covered in blood. Covered, the pungent smell of blood tore apart the peace and tranquility of this place like an unreasonable bandit.
At this time, many young children and young women in the Miao village were full of doubts. They wondered why the fathers and husbands around them had so many extremely sharp knives and guns in their hands. Some gray-haired Miao people even wore On the rusty armor stomach, the old Shu army's standard can be vaguely seen on the armor stomach.
In the Miao village, the most powerful defensive forces lost their resistance almost instantly.
A small number of them died, most of them were disabled.
Lu Ze seemed to have heard that the young monk had committed murderous karma
In other words, there was not too much massacre in this Miao village this time. The soldiers were guarding the road in front of them in an extremely orderly manner leading to the back mountain. At the end of the road there was a thatched cottage, and there was a young man who had already reached his crown. He looked bloodlessly at the King of Liyang Domain who was walking towards him. Beside the man was an old man in a long gown and a middle-aged child who had picked up a weapon.
Su Su, the prince of old Western Shu.
Zhao Dingxiu, a scholar of the former Western Shu University.
And Qi Mubai, the junior brother of the Xishu Sword Emperor who holds a long sword and is the only one here with the combat power of Zhixuan Realm.
"You dare to use a sword in front of me?"
