The next morning, Mu Sheng looked back at Hongmei, who was sleeping next to him, and said to himself that if he temporarily forgot his status as a prisoner of war, it would be quite comfortable to stay here, with good housing, good food, and beautiful women to serve him. I am happy here and don’t miss Shu! He almost didn't want to go back, if it weren't for the fact that there were three beauties waiting for him at home...
Today, Muyinaqi knocked on Mu Sheng's door again and took him out of the castle to wander around the streets of Yucheng, where he could experience the local customs and customs.
In order to appease Mu Sheng and not let him have wild thoughts, Emperor Changsheng also gave him a certain degree of freedom in life. As long as he did not leave Yucheng, he could do whatever he wanted. The condition was that he had to have a bodyguard following him at all times. Of course, the choice was Mu. This beautiful bodyguard is Yi Naqi.
The streets of Yucheng were clean and tidy, with crowds of people coming and going, and the goods sold in the shops on the streets were indeed unprecedented. This style, which was very different from that of the Central Plains, made Mu Sheng reluctant to leave. He temporarily let down his guard and treated it as if he was traveling abroad. .
Mu Sheng was traveling along the way and passed by a silverware shop. He saw a lot of gorgeous and exotic silverware displayed inside. He looked at it and felt that he really liked it. His heart moved, and he wanted to bring some local silverware to his three wives when he went back. Souvenirs.
Mu Sheng called the boss to pick out more than a dozen items of silverware and exquisite jewelry and asked him to pack them. Seeing that a big customer came today, the boss was very excited. When he saw that the boss had packed them, he was about to pay. But he was stunned on the spot...
Are you a prisoner of war? Of course, he didn't have any money now. At this time, Muyinaqi saw his embarrassing situation, stepped forward to pay the bill and left, and then threw the package to the guards following him.
Seeing this, Mu Sheng had no choice but to step forward and thank Muyi Naqi: "Miss Naqi, thank you very much. Don't worry, as soon as my money arrives, I will give priority to paying you back."
Muyinaqi smiled and said: "Young master, you are welcome. The emperor has told me that you are a distinguished guest. All expenses, food and accommodation here are free, as long as you live comfortably."
Hearing this, Mu Sheng's heart ached. He was the meat ticket worth over 100 million yuan in the hands of the Immortal Emperor. One million gold was nothing compared to this small profit.
Mu Sheng still scratched his head and said politely: "The Emperor is really a nice person. He treats me like a relative and a friend. After the two countries are truly at peace, I will come to visit him again if I have the opportunity in the future."
Muyinaqi also said politely: "Well! You're welcome, sir. We Shanpup people are always hospitable. If you come again next time, I will definitely greet you personally."
Muyinaqi sneered in his heart, Mr. Mu! Mr. Mu, I'm afraid you will never step out of this city again in your life.
Since it was free, Mu Sheng became more interested and walked around the street several times, almost buying a bunch of things as if he were shopping. In the end, there were so many things that the guards behind Muyinaqi couldn't carry them. Give up.
Seeing that his wallet was bottoming out at a speed visible to the naked eye, Muyinaqi quickly found an excuse to take the prodigal son to a beautiful terrace in Yucheng to watch the scenery. Although the money could be reimbursed by the treasurer, he had to It's painful to pay upfront.
When he arrived here, Mu Sheng was also shocked by the scenery in front of him, because the entire city of Yucheng was built on the top of a mountain. Standing on this terrace and looking into the distance, he saw that the land was covered with patches of primeval forests and mountains. Covered by hills, it seems that some walled cities and patches of farmland can be vaguely seen in the distance.
Mu Sheng looked at this idyllic life and sighed: "You Shanpup people seem to be living a good life? Why do you have to be at odds with the court?"
Muyinaqi said: "That's looking at the problem from your perspective, young master. When the Jin army invaded Lingnan, it wiped out many tribes of hundreds of barbarians. Some tribes that had joined our mountain puppets were also wiped out by the Jin army. We Shanpu people have realized that you are the biggest threat. We cannot compete with the Jin Dynasty in terms of military strength. If we just passively suffer attacks, then sooner or later the only territory we have left will be eroded by you."
Mu Sheng was speechless after hearing this, so he had to change the subject and said, "Miss Naqi, can you tell me the story of Yucheng? I want to hear it."
Muyinaqi nodded slightly and said: "Okay! No problem. About two thousand years ago, our ancestors migrated here to live and multiply. At the beginning, our Shanpup tribe all fought on their own. Later, in order to deal with Taisha The dynasty and the ancient people, we have spent several generations building this city on the top of the mountain, Yucheng."
"This city has never been captured by foreigners in the more than 1,600 years since it was built. It was not until more than 300 years ago that a hero Borges appeared in our tribe. In his early years, he followed a great witch ancestor in the Tianshan Mountains of the Western Regions. After practicing Taoism, he came down the mountain and joined our clan as a general. He led our clan's army to fight against the Xi clan and Taisha several times, and each time he defeated the greater number with less."
"Borges even once led our army to capture the capital of the Tessa Dynasty. As a result, Taisha almost lost the country. In the end, he had to move the capital to avoid the attack of our army. This was the most glorious moment for our Shanpup tribe. Later, the elders on the city Borges will be appointed as the lifelong Grand Zhongzai of the Mountain Puppet tribe, which is equivalent to your Central Plains people’s military marshal, taking charge of national affairs.”
Mu Shengqi asked: "Borges? This great hero's name sounds like he is from the same clan as Borlantay?"
Muyinaqi nodded slightly and said, "Yes, they are indeed the same race."
Mu Sheng asked: "Then what is the origin of the Immortal Emperor? How come I have never seen any Supreme Council of Elders here?"
Muyinaqi said angrily: "The Supreme Council of Elders is an aristocratic council of elders composed of city lords from all the Shanpu tribes. It has been the speaker of affairs in Yucheng for more than a thousand years. After Emperor Changsheng came to power more than 300 years ago, the Council of Elders was One hundred and forty-seven city lords and elders were all slaughtered, and more than 3,000 elders’ cronies and elders generals in the army were buried alive by the emperor’s order.”
"The men in the elder family were also massacred under the orders of Emperor Changsheng, and even the infant babies were not spared. Later, the city lords and ministers from all over the mountain puppets were replaced by the emperor's cronies. From then on, we, the mountain puppet tribe, could only Clinging at the feet of the Immortal Emperor and surviving."
Mu Shengqi asked: "Don't you ever resist?"
Hearing this, Muyinaqi sighed: "How could there be no resistance? As long as someone dares to challenge the authority of the Changsheng Emperor, they will either exterminate the clan or massacre the city. In the following two hundred years, no one has dared to challenge the authority of the Changsheng Emperor. ”
Mu Sheng asked doubtfully: "What about your Da Zhongzai? He is your national hero. Where has Borges gone? Since he is a monk, his life span should not be so short. If he ascends to the top and shouts, with his noble How could the reputation allow a cunning old man like the Emperor Changsheng to succeed?"
When Muyinaqi heard this, she suddenly burst into laughter. After laughing for a long time, her expression became sad again, and she said after a while:
"Mr. Sheng, you may not believe it when I tell you that the god of our mountain puppets and the great hero of our mountain puppets, Da Zhongzai Borges, is the Immortal Emperor."
Mu Sheng was shocked when he heard this and said in astonishment: "What? This...how is this possible? He is already a national hero and is worshiped by all people. Isn't this necessary?"
Muyinaqi sighed and said helplessly: "The funniest word in the world is the word hero. People's desires are endless, especially when faced with the temptation of power, how many people can hold on? Original intention? There have never been saints in this world, and saints are just people's perfect imagination of them."
Mu Sheng sighed in his heart. From a hero to a tyrant and from a tyrant to a butcher, it only took a moment.
This reminded him of the tragic situation in various African colonies after the disintegration of some early colonial empires in later generations. After those leaders who regarded themselves as national liberators came to power, most of them turned into tyrants, butchers, and cannibals.
As long as it is in the interests of Britain and the United States, it doesn't matter who you are on stage. All they want is a loyal dog to guard their own interests. As for the life and death of the local people, it is completely out of their consideration. To be honest, the people's lives are worse than those of white people. It's good when the master sits on top and is in power.
Fortunately, his motherland has seen through the cunning and hypocrisy of the British and American white pigs from beginning to end, and embarked on the road of independent national liberation early, so that the country will not be degraded to that extent.
After listening to the history of Muyinaqi Mountain, Mu Sheng sighed: "The dragon slayer eventually turned into an evil dragon."
Muyinaqi glanced at him and agreed: "That's good, but what can we do?"
Mu Sheng comforted her and said: "It's okay, maybe I'm holding back for a while. This evil dragon will die first, and it will always survive. The Emperor Changsheng is just a monk in the Four Phases Returning Realm. A monk in this realm, longevity The maximum lifespan is only four to five hundred years, so I think this old man should be reaching the end of his life, right?"
Muyinaqi smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said, "Do you know why Borges is called the Immortal Emperor?"
Mu Sheng shook his head in confusion and thought to himself, could it be that an old man like him could really defy the odds and achieve immortality? Doesn't it look like the unlucky way he's limping around?
Muyinaqi looked at Mu Sheng and hesitated for a long time whether to tell the truth or not. She thought of the important matter she had agreed with Huktila and sighed inwardly. She decided to forget it, so as not to alert the old thief. Then it was true. There is no hope.
Besides, the old thief also has two physical spare parts besides Hou Yi of the God Clan. When the time comes, he may not just use his physical body to make up a lie to fool him.
Thinking of this, Muyinaqi said sternly: "The Emperor of Immortality does know the art of immortality. After all, he is a disciple of the witch ancestor of the Tianshan Mountains in the Western Regions. He traveled and practiced a kind of nirvana and rebirth in his early years. Even though he is lame now He looks like he is about to expire. Every hundred years, his body will turn into thick blood. Then after seven or forty-nine days of seclusion, he will return to his human form, his cultivation will be restored to the original, his body will be reborn, and he will be able to walk as fast as flying. , maybe you don’t know that the Immortal Emperor has lived for 743 years?”
Mu Sheng was extremely shocked and said, "What? What are you talking about? More than seven hundred years? It's as good as Zuoyou of my dynasty. Our Jin country has been enfeoffed into princes since the time of King Zhaoxuan, and it's only been more than 800 years now. This The Immortal Emperor is really a damn old monster..."
"Then this...this old thief is still greedy for the magic of Hou Yi, the so-called god of the clan? He is really greedy and wants to swallow the elephant. This magic is completely incomparable to the Nirvana Rebirth Technique? Isn't this too heaven-defying? "
Mu Sheng touched his chin and said doubtfully: "This is wrong. How can such a spell be possible? This is too contrary to heaven. This should have serious side effects, right?"
Seeing Mu Sheng's silly and sweet look, Muyinaqi laughed inwardly. This old thief is interested in your body, and his talk of teaching divine arts is just to tease you...
