In the last breath, he was still looking forward to the divine weapons and magical books to help him clean up the broken mountains and rivers, but in the next breath, he saw the prophecy of destruction written on an ancient tablet. Yuan Shu, who was not very good at nourishing qi, finally lost control.
His whole body was shaking like chaff, and he roared angrily: "It's impossible, it's fake, it's fake!"
Yuan Shu's hysteria did not win the support of the ministers like in the past. They just looked at each other and then at Emperor Zhong, with either shock or panic on their faces.
He staggered forward and kicked over the ancient stele that was previously regarded as a treasure. Yuan Shu, who was still resentful, drew out the sword of the imperial guard and slashed at the ancient stele. He kept repeating: " The evil words are misleading the people! The evil words are misleading the people!”
The ancient stele was chopped into pieces and stone chips flew everywhere, but Yuan Shu still couldn't forgive his hatred and kept slashing, even if the crown was thrown off, he didn't care.
Finally, when the ancient monument turned into a ball of rubble, he turned around with a heavy breath, and glanced at the officials who were so frightened that they lowered their heads and did not dare to look directly at him.
"Say! If you say this is nonsense, say it quickly!" Yuan Shu grabbed an official who was over fifty years old and forced him to admit it.
This official who had previously been shouting that he would act in accordance with God’s will even if he was a mess, said nonchalantly: “The words are evil, they are evil...”
As his eyes full of murderous intent moved to the surroundings, the ministers finally began to agree, "Your Majesty, this stone tablet is a lie, it cannot be trusted, it cannot be trusted..."
The unanimous voice of all the officials did not calm down the frightened Yuan Shu, but instead made him feel helpless in his heart.
He looked at the ancient monument that had become rubble, and then at the frightened officials who were trembling, and countless thoughts came to his mind.
Block news?
How to block it? Or silence all officials?
Just now, some people climbed to the roof to take a peek, but now they have also run away. Are they going to massacre the city?
However, once the news spreads, it will be useless even if the civil and military officials of the whole dynasty say that this is a lie. Will the people in the world believe it? Will the soldiers on the front line believe it?
What's more, what these civil and military officials say is nonsense, and what they think in their hearts is written on their faces.
He just stood in the crowd, letting the Shuofeng inspire him, indifferent, like an old man, frustrated for a long time.
Finally, he spoke, "Go back to the palace, go back to the palace..."
Yuan Shu walked very slowly, and every step he took was extremely difficult.
When the chamberlain tried to help him, he pushed him away. That was the last dignity of an emperor and should not be desecrated.
Lu Su, who was following behind him among the hundreds of officials, remained calm, but felt relieved in his heart.
Yunwen's Heavenly Suppression was only the first blow that almost destroyed the false emperor. As the news spread, the second and third blows would follow.
The false emperor is over, and the Zhong dynasty is over.
Yunwen's plan can be called Qilin's skill.
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Pengcheng, Lu family.
There is a training ground here that is similar to a school ground. The soldiers and horses raised in the mansion are trained here on weekdays.
Since the Lin Mansion was too small to practice archery, Lin Mo brought Zhao'er, Xu Sheng and Ling'er to the Lu family's training ground.
Zuo Rong also came, but he came with him.
Under the attention of everyone, Lin Mo raised his two-stone bow and aimed at the target thirty steps away.
Slowly exerting force, the bowstring is full of moon.
Whoosh~
The arrow hit the target. Although it missed the red heart, it still hung on the target.
"Young master, you are so good, you hit the target in thirty steps!" Zhao'er clapped her hands and cheered for Lin Mo.
Xu Sheng shook his head.
Lu Lingqi on the side sneered and said disdainfully: "Look carefully, your young master shot into the target next door."
Lin Mo was also helpless.
In the past, he had always heard about hitting the target from fifty steps away, and always thought it shouldn't be difficult. Only when he actually took the field did he realize how difficult it was.
It takes all your strength to fully draw the two-stone bow, and you need a very steady hand to be impartial. How is this possible?
Lu Bu was able to shoot a branch of Fang Tian's painted halberd one hundred and twenty steps away. He was a monster!
"Miss Ling'er's words are wrong. I think this arrow made by the wise brother is not simple. He deliberately made the arrow turn." Zuo Rong always likes to say something surprising.
Ling'er was not like Zhao'er and Xu Sheng's dull temperament. She snorted coldly, "I have been practicing archery since I was a child, and this is the first time I heard about arrows that can turn."
Even Lin Mo rolled his eyes at him, "Shut up, don't you think it's embarrassing enough?"
But Zuo Rong's face was not red, and his heart was not beating. He stepped forward and analyzed seriously: "There is a principle for making the arrow turn. That is, when the arrow leaves the string, the archer's wrist will shake rapidly. This shaking gives The arrow tilts to form an arc, this is the art of archery!"
Phew~
Xu Sheng, who was drinking water, choked on a big mouthful and coughed repeatedly.
The aloof Lu Lingqi glanced at Zuo Rong, full of contempt.
"Prime Minister Zuo, I'm so angry at you." Lin Mo was on the verge of tears. If you traveled to modern times, Deyun Society would definitely have a place.
"It's still a matter of strength."
Lu Lingqi ignored Ze Rong and said seriously: "Archery is different from swordsmanship. It requires strength but also stability. You have to draw two stone bows for a cup of tea every day. After a while, you will be stable."
"That's a lot. I'll try my best."
Lin Mo saw with his own eyes that Lu Lingqi hit three yuan in a row fifty steps away, so he naturally believed her words.
I just felt a little confused in my heart, how could a girl about the same age as myself have such great strength.
She is different from the girls in the sports school in her previous life. She has not lost her feminine beauty due to long-term exercise. She is just taking the route of a sassy girl.
Whoever becomes her husband in the future will also be lucky.
"I'm quite curious, how could a girl become a ranger? How could she end up working as a nurse in the Lu family?"
Lin Mo was quite embarrassed about calling her. Although her father-in-law asked him to call her Ling'er, she always seemed to have a cold temperament that made men shy away from her. exit.
Lu Lingqi didn't care about this. She sat on a stone bench nearby and said casually: "There was a change in the family and we had no choice but to do it. As for coming to the Lu family, it's because my father has an old relationship with him."
It was a very simple truth. After Lin Mo nodded, he asked tentatively: "How much monthly salary will the Lu family give you?"
"what?"
"nothing."
Lin Mo hesitated for a while and then said seriously: "Should you consider working as a nursing home in my house? The monthly salary will only be more than what the Lu family gives."
"this..."
Lu Lingqi's beauty frowned slightly. She knew that if Lu Bu were here, he would definitely agree happily. After all, this would allow them to be in contact day and night.
But if it were up to her to make the decision, this request was still a bit abrupt, "I'll think about it."
Lin Mo shrugged, just because he was interested in her shooting skills. He thought that if he went to Xuchang, it would be a good thing to have a guard along the way. If he really didn't agree, it would be inconvenient to force him.
"Brother Xian, Brother Yu has a salt road in Huainan. The servants who came back from Shouchun yesterday told me that a big event happened there."
Seeing that everyone was chatting away, Zuo Rong thought of selling a piece of gossip to attract everyone's attention.
"A stone tablet was excavated in Shouchun City, which says that the Zhong Dynasty died in a hundred days, and Emperor Yuan's soul disappeared. Is that right?" Lin Mo asked with a smile.
This question frightened Zuo Rong and took two steps back, "How did you know, brother Xian? This incident happened less than ten days ago. I should be the only one in Pengcheng who knows about it."
"This matter was originally my plan. Counting the days, it's almost time." Lin Moyun said calmly.
But these words had shocked the four people including Zee Rong. Even Lu Lingqi, who had always been aloof, looked straight at Lin Mo with disbelief in her eyes.
