The first year of Xiangfu.
This is destined to be a year that will leave a mark on history.
First, Murong Tonghuang, the unprecedented alliance leader, emerged from the world and had absolute control over the entire martial arts world.
Then the Liangmang War was about to break out. The two sides were already gearing up on the border, and a war was about to begin.
Then the Western Chu rebelled, and Guangling Road was in chaos. Lu Shengxiang, the Minister of War, was appointed as the commander, and the vassal king Jingnan was defeated. One of the two veterans who had made great contributions in the Spring and Autumn Period died in battle, and the other is still trapped. Liyang's hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers were wiped out.
After this incident, the people in Liyang became a little numb.
As if fearing that their shock was not enough, a major earthquake also occurred in the Liyang court.
Yushitai and Liuke jointly impeached one person.
——Zhang Julu.
The first assistant is Zhang Julu.
I thought it was just a boring farce, but I didn't expect Zhang Julu to be sent to Zhao Prison, and the imperial court announced the ten most deadly sins in the world.
Fraud in imperial examinations, appropriation of fertile land, liaison with border troops... Bayi Chinese website
In the end, the emperor issued a light imperial edict, which gave the chief assistant who had opened a door for the poor people in the world an extremely miserable and heartbreaking end.
——Execute the Nine Tribes.
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Beimang.
Leave the city behind.
A larger border town in the southern part of Beimang, there are several springs with excellent water quality in the city, among which Queton Spring is one of the seventy-two bright springs in the world. In addition, there is an endless stream of traders on the Tea Horse Road, so there are many teahouses and tea pavilions scattered here and there.
Near the Yinding Bridge in the northeast corner of the city, there is a small tea shop by the water. There is no plaque, but a bamboo birdcage is hung at the door. Parked there is a parrot in green clothes and a red beak. People say that parrots are imitating people. When someone gets married, he keeps shouting "father-in-law, father-in-law, father-in-law". Isn't this asking for a beating?
The owner of the tea shop is an old man with a scholarly air and a cold and distant temperament.
There was originally a young man carrying a wooden sword, who greeted people very enthusiastically, even a little too enthusiastic. The two of them left for a while years ago, and when they came back, there was only the old man with gray hair on his temples.
The old man known as Old Man Huang is getting older and has an aloof temper. When the guests come, they can only add a pot of tea at will, please help yourself.
Fortunately, there is another slim little girl in the store, who seems to be Old Man Huang's granddaughter.
With this little girl's appearance, just looking at her while eating will make you want to take a few more bites.
Logically speaking, the store's business should be getting better.
It's just that the little girl's tea-making skills are a little shabby, but she also learned two martial arts from somewhere, and she is very impatient and has knocked out several guests.
So as a few days passed, the tea shop business became more and more deserted.
But it can be seen. Old Man Huang has considerable savings, and the tea shop has not yet closed down.
On this day, two groups of guests came to the always deserted tea shop.
There is only one in the first batch.
He is a middle-aged scholar, dressed in Tsing Yi, who is indescribably elegant.
The second group consists of two people, one male and one female.
The man's appearance is worthy of being said to be the most beautiful of a country and a city, and his demeanor is unparalleled, which has attracted countless people's attention.
The woman next to her had an ordinary appearance, but standing next to this man, she seemed to have no sense of presence at all.
But when someone really looks at the woman, they will find that this woman carries an indescribable majesty, walking like a dragon or a tiger. Those glances seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts and make people shudder.
"Cao Qingyi, why are you here too?" Yu Liancheng and Xu Weixiong walked into the tea shop and looked up to see Cao Changqing sipping tea.
Cao Changqing put down his tea cup and said hehe: "I was working in Beimang when I suddenly thought of Huang Sanjia. After all, I have some friendship with him. I knew he was leaving, so I came over to have a look."
Then, he turned his attention to Xu Weixiong, looked up and down, stood up, and bowed his head slowly: "Cao Changqing has met the King of Beiliang."
"Mr. Cao, you're welcome." Xu Weixiong returned the gesture.
Cao Changqing sighed: "With the support of Murong Wudi and Huang Sanjia, coupled with the emergence of numerous literati and generals from the four states of Beiliang, and the intelligence and courage of the King of Beiliang. If nothing happens, the King of Beiliang will be the leader of the Central Plains in the future. I hope we can treat the remnants of Western Chu in Guangling Road kindly."
Xu Weixiong frowned and said: "I don't understand what Mr. Cao said. Not to mention that the restoration of the Western Chu Kingdom is at its peak. It is very likely that it will go straight to the hinterland of the Central Plains. Even if you lose the battle, you should go to the Zhao family emperor."
Cao Changqing chuckled.
Jia Jiajia, who was called "Miss Haha" by Xu Fengnian, walked out expressionlessly, looked at Emperor Murong Tong and Prince Nu Liang coldly, and said in a cold tone: "He let you in."
"Go," Cao Changqing smiled slightly. He had met Huang Sanjia for the last time.
Yu Liancheng and Xu Weixiong walked into the backyard of the tea shop, where an old man was lying on a rocking chair and basking in the sun.
Yu Liancheng's eyes were as clear as the fire, and he could already see that Huang Sanjia's lifespan was like the sunset, and his life was not long.
In fact, for Huang Longshi, an old man with the strength of a Confucian sage who knew it for five hundred years before and five hundred years later, it is a difficult task whether he wants to extend his life in the world or go to the world to seek immortality. Just disdain.
Yu Liancheng walked up to Huang Longshi and said calmly: "Old man Huang, I brought him here."
Huang Longshi nodded and set his sights on Xu Weixiong. There seemed to be a hint of old age and exhaustion in his tone: "Originally, I chose Zhao Zhu. That boy is brave and heroic, has great luck, and was accepted." Lan Youci and Qilin Master are interested in him. With the help of us old guys, he is likely to become the common master of the world."
Xu Weixiong just said calmly: "I will do better than him."
There was a smile on Huang Longshi's lips: "I have been working hard in this world for decades and have left behind countless chess pieces. You can take over these chess pieces if you want. Let me ask you some questions."
"Please say."
Immediately afterwards, Huang Longshi asked and Xu Weixiong answered.
The scope of Huang Longshi's question was very broad, including how to govern the world and make all people return to their hearts. It covers the basic necessities, food, housing and transportation of a family of three, how much food can be produced from an acre of land, and occasionally raises a few philosophical questions, which are thought-provoking.
Most of the time, Xu Weixiong could give Huang Longshi a satisfactory answer without thinking, and his answers were fluent. Some questions are too obscure and difficult, and it takes a long time to think about them before you can answer them.
Huang Longshi was not in a hurry to ask. He just looked at the female Liang King with a smile, becoming more and more satisfied with the latter.
Zhao Zhu was a brave man, and he was excellent in both literature and martial arts. It's just that as the prince of Yanchi, even though he suffered a lot in his childhood, he still stood too high and couldn't see all the living beings under his feet, and he didn't understand the truth that water can carry a boat and capsize it.
And he was very worried that if Zhao Zhu sat in that position, he would be as cold-blooded and cruel as the previous emperors of the Zhao family, and he would play unscrupulous tricks.
As for this female Liang King, it was beyond his expectation. His own strategy was nothing more than that. After all, he was the most prominent figure in Shangyin Academy before.
But she could still think about it.
You can see all living beings.
She knows how much food can be grown in one acre of land, the daily expenses of an ordinary family, the time for farming, and how to make the people of the world live a better life...
Mortals put the king on the altar. If the king holds his own power and is violent and tyrannical, he will eventually be overthrown. Only by understanding the hearts and minds of the people can we go far.
When Yu Liancheng saw the two of them chatting, he withdrew and sat next to Cao Qingyi.
Cao Qingyi put down the tea cup and suddenly laughed: "I feel more and more that the Zhao family cannot be stable in this world."
"oh?"
Cao Changqing said calmly: "Li Yang lost his deer."
Yu Liancheng said: "You haven't complained about Julu? Do you think he doesn't deserve to die?"
"Zhao Dun wanted to pave the way for Prince Zhao Zhuan. An emperor in a peaceful and prosperous age would be extremely difficult to convince if he had Zhang Julu in literature and Gu Jiantang in military affairs, so he could only leave Gu Jiantang to maintain civil and military stalemate. What's more, Zhang Julu held the imperial examination for the children of poor families. After opening the dragon gate, Yonghui Gongqing appeared under the gate, and Yin Maochun, Zhao Youling and others appeared. Not only were they capable ministers, but they were all old oil men. If Zhang Julu did not die, not only might the chief minister and his family dominate, but there would also be no way to appease those people. A member of the family was defeated because of the imperial examination. In addition, Zhang Julu also offended powerful figures in the army and the emperor's relatives. Although it was all for the Zhao family and the people of the world. But if he offended, he was offended. Not killing him is not enough to vent his anger. "
Cao Changqing frowned slightly and sighed: "But...but, this is not the reason why the Zhao family's cunning rabbit died and was cooked by the lackeys. It is really chilling."
Yu Liancheng picked up the tea bowl and took a gulp of it. Drinking tea was like drinking wine: "Then do you think Zhang Julu can survive?"
"No, everyone wants him dead. Zhang Julu is slandering himself and leaving no way out for himself. How can he survive?"
Speaking of this, Cao Changqing sighed again: "He wants to use his own life to warn future generations that civil servants govern the country, and the punishment is not as good as the doctor's courtesy. It is bullshit. It is precisely because of this that I have more respect for this Zhang Julu A bit of admiration.”
"That's the truth. Many discerning people in the world who are loyal to Liyang will be disappointed." Yu Liancheng poured a cup of tea and said hehe: "The deadline for the emperor of the Zhao family is coming soon. I want to go to the capital for a visit."
"Why did you go to Tai'an City? Kill Prince Zhao Zhuan?" Cao Changqing asked.
"Haha, I just don't want the emperor of the Zhao family to leave so peacefully. I want to see if I can save Zhang Shoufu. But a man who wants to die on his own, who can save him?" Yu Liancheng chuckled and took another photo. He patted Cao Changqing on the shoulder and said: "Old Cao, it's up to you. Eliminate the tyranny of Liyang, and the Central Plains will belong to the Great Chu."
"Ha." Cao Changqing sneered and slapped Yu Liancheng's hand away: "I don't believe you don't know what's going on with Da Chu's situation. The current confrontation with Li Yang is just a flash in the pan, and it will be overturned in an instant. But you guys Beiliang, it seems, will produce the first empress to unify the Central Plains."
"You're just kidding, the men of the Xu family are all stupid, how could they want to sit on the dragon's throne..." Yu Liancheng smiled and was about to tease Cao Changqing again, but suddenly turned his head, looked behind him, and murmured to himself Said: "This old man Huang is quite generous. He is more optimistic about the Weibong than me."
"With the infusion of Qi from a Confucian sage, coupled with the guidance of Murong Wudi, I'm afraid it won't be long before your female Liang King becomes a great master of martial arts." Cao Changqing said.
In the courtyard, Huang Sanjia was lying on a rocking chair, seemingly unchanged from before, but his whole body seemed to have aged dozens of years. The sentence was stooped, and the head was covered with white hair, like a withered old tree.
"Go, Xu Weixiong, don't let me down." Huang Sanjia waved his hand weakly: "By the way, call my daughter in."
"Yes, sir." Xu Weixiong bowed deeply to Huang Sanjia, turned around and strode out without looking back or stopping.
After taking Xu Weixiong away, Huang Sanjia picked up the wine glass on the stone table next to him, poured a glass of wine, looked at the sky, smiled freely, and murmured to himself: "I'm glad to meet you, Zhang Julu, Xu Xiao, Ye Baikui, Gu Jiantang, Nalan Youci, Li Yishan, Qi Yanglong, Cao Changqing, Li Chungang, Li Dangxin...Murong Tonghuang."
The old man poured down a glass of wine: "This glass of wine is for you, for the Spring and Autumn Period, for your fighting spirit, for your freehand style, and for your chicness."
The girl named Jia Jiajia walked into the courtyard with an expressionless face. When she saw Huang Sanjia, who had white hair and a candle in the wind, she instantly showed a trace of panic and sadness and hurriedly walked away. Walk up to the latter.
"Daughter, I'm leaving. In my free and easy life, you are the one I can't let go of the most. After I die, you must not cry, otherwise the old man will look down below and feel heartbroken..."
Huang Longshi put his hand on Jia Jiajia's head and caressed it, talking to the younger generation like an ordinary old man. I don't know when, the old man's voice became weaker and weaker, and then his head drooped, and he was speechless for the rest of his life.
A faint sound of sobbing soon came from the courtyard.
It seemed that he wanted to be strong and not shed tears, but he couldn't help it. Tears fell down loudly, which made people feel distressed.
Xu Weixiong poured a cup of tea, faced the small courtyard, and spilled the cup.
"This glass of wine is for you, Huang Longshi, for your monopoly on the top three in the Spring and Autumn Period, for killing three million people with your three-inch tongue, for creating this dazzling world, how magnificent it is."
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"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he encounters familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
