Chapter 468
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Long white clouds and warm sun.
The shimmering sea has returned to calm, broken wood and mast with the waves, slowly floating.
Salen AGU stands in the air, overlooking the land that has lived for a long time. It has been razed to the ground, the mountains have collapsed, and the city has been leveled.
In such a scene, he only saw the Confucianist seal the God of witchcraft.
At that time, thousands of miles of land was turned into waste soil, and in the next three hundred years, life disappeared. It wasn't until the power of the two super products dissipated that Jingshan city was rebuilt, with its present scale...
Now, it's making a repeat of the same mistakes.
But this time, it was not the Confucian sage, nor the God of witchcraft. Not many people survived, but not many.
Scattered in the distance, or watching, or meditating to heal, or bandaging wounds, no one dares to come back to find out.
Dafeng's army retreated.
Salen AGU's eyes turned to the altar, his figure suddenly disappeared, the next moment, appeared on the altar, appeared in front of the attack of green clothes.
The pagodas of Zhende, irbu and UDA then landed on the side of the great wizard.
At this time, standing in front of them, is a broken human shape, his body presents a terrible chapped, not a good.
He once held the right arm of the carving knife, and the flesh and blood disappeared, revealing the skeleton with blood.
Green clothes are ragged, clothes are like people, people are like clothes.
From then on, there was no military God in Dafeng.
Not long ago, Ru Guan and Ke Dao left and returned to the Central Plains.
Salen AGU said in a low voice: "since the millennium of the Central Plains, the number of celebrities, you Weiyuan count one."
"Damned, damned, damned..."
yirbu's face was twisted, and he was angry and defeated badly:
"how can he summon Confucian saints? How can he summon Confucian saints as a warrior. The sorcerer had accumulated his strength for more than a thousand years. It was not easy for him to break away from the seal, and all of them were destroyed by the thief.
"I will lead my troops to wash Dafeng with blood, slaughter 30000 Li, and slaughter all the way to the capital."
"You look like a rude warrior now." Joan of arc sneered.
Every enchanted Taoist is proficient in the talent of provocation.
Emperor Joan of arc stood up with his hands down, his immortal gold body was shining, and his golden light and black light were intertwined. He said faintly:
"the God of witchcraft was sealed, and Wei Yuan died. Although the situation is bad, we have not lost this battle. Next, it's time for you to keep your promise. "
Salen AGU said with a smile: "congratulations to your Majesty in advance for a long time, overlooking the Central Plains."
Joan of arc nodded slowly.
Salen AGU then said: "Wuda pagoda, spread the news of Wei Yuan's death in the war all over the northeast, let Yan and Kang call for manpower, rebuild Jingshan City, and let Yasukuni withdraw. Gather the remaining witches to heal the living people and soldiers... "
he issued a series of aftercare instructions.
This battle is bound to spread all over Kyushu. He doesn't care what Dafeng will do, but there will be a torrent of talk in the territory of the Three Kingdoms.
This will be the most humiliating day in the history of witchcraft.
...
a wilderness far away from Jingshan.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah!"
Nangong qianrou's roar spread all over the sky. Her voice was sad and desperate, mixed with deep hatred.
"The God of witchcraft, the God of witchcraft..."
he knelt on the ground and beat the ground with his fists for a quarter of an hour.
The magician in white came up to him and handed him a brocade bag. Nangong qianrou raised her head in tears and looked at him in a daze.
Sun Xuanji, the second elder martial brother, said: "Wei......"
after saying only one word, Nangong qianrou frantically grabbed the brocade bag, opened it and found a note inside.
Nangong qianrou unfolded the note, and after reading it, her tears burst out of her eyes again. After a long time, he restrained all his emotions, looked to Jingshan, and murmured:
"adoptive father, I will go for you when you have not finished your chess."
In the rest of my life, one day, I will come back here again, let the iron hooves go through every inch of the territory of the sorcerer, let the wheels of the artillery run over the back of the sorcerer, and let these 60000 Li mountains and rivers turn into scorched earth.
Sun Xuanji raised his hand and gently wiped away the existence of this heavy cavalry, so that no one in the world can remember them.
.......
Yunlu Academy.
Back mountain bamboo forest, bamboo house.
Zhao Shou sat in the hall, motionless, like a sculpture.
He has been in this position for more than a month, and the desk in front of him is covered with a thin layer of dust.
He turned his head and looked out of the window.
Outside the open window, the sky is blue and the mountains are continuous. Two clear lights fly across the mountains and rivers, just like meteors cutting through the sky. They gently drop themselves on the case in front of Zhao Shou.
Zhao Shou, the president of the hospital, was relieved. He got up slowly and brushed the dust off his body. He could not lift his bow.I don't know whether to worship the two sacred things or to worship the green clothes.
...
palace.
Yuan Jingdi, who was sitting cross legged on the futon with the curtain hanging down, slowly opened his eyes.
He was silent for a moment, showing a smile that seemed excited, happy and rampant.
Yuan Jingdi walked up to the attic and looked at the layers of red walls and rolling golden tiles. He opened his arms to the wind and said slowly:
"my time is coming."
......
Star Tower, eight trigrams platform.
The supervisor took a look at the palace, laughed and drank.
It's not worth it.
...
Xu Fu, Xu Qi'an has a sharp pain in his heart.
"What's the matter? What's the pain in my heart?"
He frowned, want to self tease a few words, such as Wupin peak will also myocardial infarction?
But somehow, there was a sense of panic in his heart.
......
in the north.
In the camp of Dafeng and demon man, Xu Xinnian sits at the table, staring at the map and pondering.
He was thin and strong, still handsome, but his skin was no longer white. The sun outside the Great Wall deepened his skin color, and the sandstorm in the north of the Great Wall roughened his skin.
He is still the proud scholar, but no longer sharp, more calm and introverted.
The war made him grow up quickly. The girls in the Department of the church made him a man, but they couldn't make him mature.
It's a fallen comrade, a battle on the verge of life and death, and the enemies he personally killed, which makes him really mature.
Chu Yuan Zhen steps in a hurry into the camp, said with a smile: "farewell old, tell you an exciting news."
Xu Erlang pondered a little and said, "if there are no troops in the barracks, it's not a victory. What's the matter?"
Chu Yuan Zhen waved his fist and cheered up: "Yasukuni has retired."
...
late at night.
The candlelight was like beans, and Xu Qi'an, holding the fragments of the book, preached: "today, I explored the ground with the national master, but the former Emperor did not come back. It is reasonable to say that such a terrible person should not go quietly. 】
[2: he may have replaced yuanjingdi and become emperor in the palace. Oh, I forget that he is yuanjingdi. 】
Xu Qi'an is very concerned about the disappearance of the former Emperor. A high-quality man who has been practicing in secret for 40 years has disappeared after he was found hiding.
This makes Xu Qian extremely anxious, because the former Emperor is Yuanjing, and Yuanjing is the former Emperor, and he has a big hatred with Yuanjing. Similarly, he had a big feud with the former Emperor.
Now, a top strong man lurks in the dark and may bite you at any time.
Who's not afraid?
Of course, you can also hope that all Yuanjing's gaffes are disguised. Xiandi is a top master, and a master should have the bearing of a master and won't care about himself.
King Huai was killed by God. It's none of my business to promise Qi'an.
If you change to other top powers, Xu Qi'an may have a fantasy, but the other side is the former Emperor, who was polluted by the land patriarch.
A top master full of malice and evil nature must be rewarded.
[4: we might as well change our thinking. You think, Yuanjing, ah no, which cultivation system did the former Emperor follow? 】
the local book chat group, one of the top scholars in the field of wisdom, raised questions.
Xu Qi'an's reply:
[3: Renzong. 】Four: it's the same as I think. What's the disadvantage of the practice method of Renzong? Yehuo burned his body. The emperor was of high rank. Like the national teacher, he needed the help of Qi to suppress yehuo. Then he won't leave the capital. 】No, you are wrong. The former Emperor was different from Luo Yuheng. Luo Yuheng needed the position of national teacher to carry out Qi transportation. The former Emperor himself was the emperor, and he had great fortune. 】
Huaiqing is one of the IQ's responsibilities, otherwise, another IQ's responsibility.
Ah, so ah, that's OK..... Chu Yuanzhen muttered in his heart.
[1] there is a supervisor in the capital. Since he is not under the dragon vein, he will never stay in the capital for a long time. I must have left the capital. As for where I went and what I was doing, I can't guess. 】
the most typical method is to judge the position of the emperor according to his purpose..... That is to say, if you want to know where he is, you need to know what he wants to do first..... Xu Qi'an rubs his eyebrows.
As we know, in order to live forever, the former Emperor devoured the two sons of Yuanjing and huaiwang.
He lived another forty years.
Therefore, the ultimate goal of the former Emperor was to live forever.But the question is, can the emperor be as powerful as emperor Wuzong? Can you be a Confucian sage?
These characters are all gone, not to mention the former Emperor.
"According to the heaven and earth rule that those who are lucky can not live forever, the real age of the former Emperor is 80 years old, and the Confucian sage only lives 82 years old. This means that the time of the late emperor is approaching. Of course, people and people's physique can not be generalized, the former Emperor may also live one year more than the Confucian sage in the case of extreme anger.
"If I were a former Emperor, I would be desperate to seek the law of longevity, but what should I do?"
It's not that he's not smart enough, but that he has too little information to make assumptions.
What on earth did Xiandi do?
It's almost half a month since Wei Gong's expedition. I don't know what the war is like.
...
on a night when the army had been out for nearly a month, the moon was as clear as water.
"Daddada......"
on the official road outside the capital, a fast horse came at a gallop, his lips were dry, and the dusty courier stopped the reins of the horse and yelled in a hoarse voice:
"open the gate of the city, speed up eight hundred miles..."
through the outer city, inner city and Imperial City, all the way to the imperial palace.
Late at night, Wang Shoufu was awakened by a sudden knock on the door. The old housekeeper slapped on the door and cried: "master, master, wake up......"
in the dark room, the candle lights up. The maid sleeping outside put on her clothes, held the candlestick and ran to open the door.
After a while, the servant girl came in and said in a low voice, "master, there's news from the Yamen that there's an eight hundred mile urgent Tang Bao."
Wang Shoufu is old and wakes up late at night. He is tired. He pinches his eyebrows and says, "change clothes."
An important yamen such as the cabinet is manned at night to prevent such emergencies.
Whether it's 800 Li or 600 Li, all the postmen run for their lives. It's normal to run and die a few horses. They can be sent here at any time.
Under the servant girl's service, Wang Shoufu put on his official robe. In a carriage, he went into the palace and came to the cabinet Yamen with the rattling sound of the wheels.
Wang Shoufu stepped into the hall quickly, sat down behind his own big case and said slowly: "Tang Bao!"
The officials on duty in the hall immediately presented the Tang newspaper, which was kept firmly by their side. Only a few undergraduates could open the 800 Li urgent documents.
Wang Shoufu took out his knife and opened the fire paint. In the sound of the paper, he took out the Tang newspaper and began to read.
He soon fell into a dead silence.
when Chen Meifang arrived at the hall of the first minister of Wu, they went to the hall of the first minister of Wu, Qian Lianqi and other scholars to write a letter.
They were stunned to find that the head of the cabinet and the leader of the Wang party, who was a supreme minister, seemed to be several years old.
His face was gray, his eyes were slightly red, his eyes were a little dull, and he seemed to be immersed in some kind of painful atmosphere.
It is clear that Wang Shoufu was still in good condition yesterday. What kind of attack made people lose their energy and spirit overnight?
Wang Shoufu raised his head and looked around the scholars. In a low voice, he said slowly: "Wei Yuan, sacrifice."
After a pause, he added, "only 16000 people have been withdrawn from the 100000 troops."
Boom!
Everyone seemed to be struck by thunder, his mind was shocked, and his face was stiff.
Wu YINGDIAN University scholar Qian's love letter murmured: "this, this is impossible, impossible......"
Wang Shoufu's tone recovered a little, and said in a deep voice:
"I know it's hard to believe, but at present, this is the fact. Ladies and gentlemen, please let go of all bad emotions. After listening to me, this battle is very strange. The Tang newspaper has been spread into the palace. Before the early Dynasty, let's discuss it first... "
as the dawn is approaching, the scholars leave with a tired and worried look.
Wang Shoufu beckoned a confidant and said with a blank face: "send someone to Xu's house to tell Xu Qi'an about the Northeast war."
Don't give the note, in order not to leave a handle.
After his confidant retreated, Wang walked to the window, looking at the darkest night before dawn, silent for a long time, like a sculpture.
In the future, he yuan will not be lonely.
......
before dawn, the knock of "Dudu" awakens Zhong Li and Xu Qi'an in the room.
The latter responded, "who?"
The voice of Porter Lao Zhang came: "Dalao, someone is looking for you, claiming to be a member of the cabinet."
Cabinet? Wang Shoufu sent for me at this time?!
Xu Qian immediately got up, put on his robe and said, "take me to see him."
Out of the room, all the way to the outer hall, Xu Qi'an saw a middle-aged man in official clothes standing in the hall."Xu Yinluo!"
Middle aged officials instinctively and subconsciously call out this title.
Xu Qi'an is used to the old-fashioned idea of the people in Beijing. He asked directly, "what can I do for you, my lord?"
The middle-aged official said, "Mr. Shoufu asked me to bring you a message."
Sure enough, it was Wang Shoufu..... Xu Qi'an nodded: "please say it."
On the contrary, the middle-aged officials hesitated, brewing for a long time, whispered: "Duke Wei, sacrifice in the northeast."
PS: Volume Two is coming to an end. It's about, um, a week to write... The high-energy one.
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Long white clouds and warm sun.
The shimmering sea has returned to calm, broken wood and mast with the waves, slowly floating.
Salen AGU stands in the air, overlooking the land that has lived for a long time. It has been razed to the ground, the mountains have collapsed, and the city has been leveled.
In such a scene, he only saw the Confucianist seal the God of witchcraft.
At that time, thousands of miles of land was turned into waste soil, and in the next three hundred years, life disappeared. It wasn't until the power of the two super products dissipated that Jingshan city was rebuilt, with its present scale...
Now, it's making a repeat of the same mistakes.
But this time, it was not the Confucian sage, nor the God of witchcraft. Not many people survived, but not many.
Scattered in the distance, or watching, or meditating to heal, or bandaging wounds, no one dares to come back to find out.
Dafeng's army retreated.
Salen AGU's eyes turned to the altar, his figure suddenly disappeared, the next moment, appeared on the altar, appeared in front of the attack of green clothes.
The pagodas of Zhende, irbu and UDA then landed on the side of the great wizard.
At this time, standing in front of them, is a broken human shape, his body presents a terrible chapped, not a good.
He once held the right arm of the carving knife, and the flesh and blood disappeared, revealing the skeleton with blood.
Green clothes are ragged, clothes are like people, people are like clothes.
From then on, there was no military God in Dafeng.
Not long ago, Ru Guan and Ke Dao left and returned to the Central Plains.
Salen AGU said in a low voice: "since the millennium of the Central Plains, the number of celebrities, you Weiyuan count one."
"Damned, damned, damned..."
yirbu's face was twisted, and he was angry and defeated badly:
"how can he summon Confucian saints? How can he summon Confucian saints as a warrior. The sorcerer had accumulated his strength for more than a thousand years. It was not easy for him to break away from the seal, and all of them were destroyed by the thief.
"I will lead my troops to wash Dafeng with blood, slaughter 30000 Li, and slaughter all the way to the capital."
"You look like a rude warrior now." Joan of arc sneered.
Every enchanted Taoist is proficient in the talent of provocation.
Emperor Joan of arc stood up with his hands down, his immortal gold body was shining, and his golden light and black light were intertwined. He said faintly:
"the God of witchcraft was sealed, and Wei Yuan died. Although the situation is bad, we have not lost this battle. Next, it's time for you to keep your promise. "
Salen AGU said with a smile: "congratulations to your Majesty in advance for a long time, overlooking the Central Plains."
Joan of arc nodded slowly.
Salen AGU then said: "Wuda pagoda, spread the news of Wei Yuan's death in the war all over the northeast, let Yan and Kang call for manpower, rebuild Jingshan City, and let Yasukuni withdraw. Gather the remaining witches to heal the living people and soldiers... "
he issued a series of aftercare instructions.
This battle is bound to spread all over Kyushu. He doesn't care what Dafeng will do, but there will be a torrent of talk in the territory of the Three Kingdoms.
This will be the most humiliating day in the history of witchcraft.
...
a wilderness far away from Jingshan.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah!"
Nangong qianrou's roar spread all over the sky. Her voice was sad and desperate, mixed with deep hatred.
"The God of witchcraft, the God of witchcraft..."
he knelt on the ground and beat the ground with his fists for a quarter of an hour.
The magician in white came up to him and handed him a brocade bag. Nangong qianrou raised her head in tears and looked at him in a daze.
Sun Xuanji, the second elder martial brother, said: "Wei......"
after saying only one word, Nangong qianrou frantically grabbed the brocade bag, opened it and found a note inside.
Nangong qianrou unfolded the note, and after reading it, her tears burst out of her eyes again. After a long time, he restrained all his emotions, looked to Jingshan, and murmured:
"adoptive father, I will go for you when you have not finished your chess."
In the rest of my life, one day, I will come back here again, let the iron hooves go through every inch of the territory of the sorcerer, let the wheels of the artillery run over the back of the sorcerer, and let these 60000 Li mountains and rivers turn into scorched earth.
Sun Xuanji raised his hand and gently wiped away the existence of this heavy cavalry, so that no one in the world can remember them.
.......
Yunlu Academy.
Back mountain bamboo forest, bamboo house.
Zhao Shou sat in the hall, motionless, like a sculpture.
He has been in this position for more than a month, and the desk in front of him is covered with a thin layer of dust.
He turned his head and looked out of the window.
Outside the open window, the sky is blue and the mountains are continuous. Two clear lights fly across the mountains and rivers, just like meteors cutting through the sky. They gently drop themselves on the case in front of Zhao Shou.
Zhao Shou, the president of the hospital, was relieved. He got up slowly and brushed the dust off his body. He could not lift his bow.I don't know whether to worship the two sacred things or to worship the green clothes.
...
palace.
Yuan Jingdi, who was sitting cross legged on the futon with the curtain hanging down, slowly opened his eyes.
He was silent for a moment, showing a smile that seemed excited, happy and rampant.
Yuan Jingdi walked up to the attic and looked at the layers of red walls and rolling golden tiles. He opened his arms to the wind and said slowly:
"my time is coming."
......
Star Tower, eight trigrams platform.
The supervisor took a look at the palace, laughed and drank.
It's not worth it.
...
Xu Fu, Xu Qi'an has a sharp pain in his heart.
"What's the matter? What's the pain in my heart?"
He frowned, want to self tease a few words, such as Wupin peak will also myocardial infarction?
But somehow, there was a sense of panic in his heart.
......
in the north.
In the camp of Dafeng and demon man, Xu Xinnian sits at the table, staring at the map and pondering.
He was thin and strong, still handsome, but his skin was no longer white. The sun outside the Great Wall deepened his skin color, and the sandstorm in the north of the Great Wall roughened his skin.
He is still the proud scholar, but no longer sharp, more calm and introverted.
The war made him grow up quickly. The girls in the Department of the church made him a man, but they couldn't make him mature.
It's a fallen comrade, a battle on the verge of life and death, and the enemies he personally killed, which makes him really mature.
Chu Yuan Zhen steps in a hurry into the camp, said with a smile: "farewell old, tell you an exciting news."
Xu Erlang pondered a little and said, "if there are no troops in the barracks, it's not a victory. What's the matter?"
Chu Yuan Zhen waved his fist and cheered up: "Yasukuni has retired."
...
late at night.
The candlelight was like beans, and Xu Qi'an, holding the fragments of the book, preached: "today, I explored the ground with the national master, but the former Emperor did not come back. It is reasonable to say that such a terrible person should not go quietly. 】
[2: he may have replaced yuanjingdi and become emperor in the palace. Oh, I forget that he is yuanjingdi. 】
Xu Qi'an is very concerned about the disappearance of the former Emperor. A high-quality man who has been practicing in secret for 40 years has disappeared after he was found hiding.
This makes Xu Qian extremely anxious, because the former Emperor is Yuanjing, and Yuanjing is the former Emperor, and he has a big hatred with Yuanjing. Similarly, he had a big feud with the former Emperor.
Now, a top strong man lurks in the dark and may bite you at any time.
Who's not afraid?
Of course, you can also hope that all Yuanjing's gaffes are disguised. Xiandi is a top master, and a master should have the bearing of a master and won't care about himself.
King Huai was killed by God. It's none of my business to promise Qi'an.
If you change to other top powers, Xu Qi'an may have a fantasy, but the other side is the former Emperor, who was polluted by the land patriarch.
A top master full of malice and evil nature must be rewarded.
[4: we might as well change our thinking. You think, Yuanjing, ah no, which cultivation system did the former Emperor follow? 】
the local book chat group, one of the top scholars in the field of wisdom, raised questions.
Xu Qi'an's reply:
[3: Renzong. 】Four: it's the same as I think. What's the disadvantage of the practice method of Renzong? Yehuo burned his body. The emperor was of high rank. Like the national teacher, he needed the help of Qi to suppress yehuo. Then he won't leave the capital. 】No, you are wrong. The former Emperor was different from Luo Yuheng. Luo Yuheng needed the position of national teacher to carry out Qi transportation. The former Emperor himself was the emperor, and he had great fortune. 】
Huaiqing is one of the IQ's responsibilities, otherwise, another IQ's responsibility.
Ah, so ah, that's OK..... Chu Yuanzhen muttered in his heart.
[1] there is a supervisor in the capital. Since he is not under the dragon vein, he will never stay in the capital for a long time. I must have left the capital. As for where I went and what I was doing, I can't guess. 】
the most typical method is to judge the position of the emperor according to his purpose..... That is to say, if you want to know where he is, you need to know what he wants to do first..... Xu Qi'an rubs his eyebrows.
As we know, in order to live forever, the former Emperor devoured the two sons of Yuanjing and huaiwang.
He lived another forty years.
Therefore, the ultimate goal of the former Emperor was to live forever.But the question is, can the emperor be as powerful as emperor Wuzong? Can you be a Confucian sage?
These characters are all gone, not to mention the former Emperor.
"According to the heaven and earth rule that those who are lucky can not live forever, the real age of the former Emperor is 80 years old, and the Confucian sage only lives 82 years old. This means that the time of the late emperor is approaching. Of course, people and people's physique can not be generalized, the former Emperor may also live one year more than the Confucian sage in the case of extreme anger.
"If I were a former Emperor, I would be desperate to seek the law of longevity, but what should I do?"
It's not that he's not smart enough, but that he has too little information to make assumptions.
What on earth did Xiandi do?
It's almost half a month since Wei Gong's expedition. I don't know what the war is like.
...
on a night when the army had been out for nearly a month, the moon was as clear as water.
"Daddada......"
on the official road outside the capital, a fast horse came at a gallop, his lips were dry, and the dusty courier stopped the reins of the horse and yelled in a hoarse voice:
"open the gate of the city, speed up eight hundred miles..."
through the outer city, inner city and Imperial City, all the way to the imperial palace.
Late at night, Wang Shoufu was awakened by a sudden knock on the door. The old housekeeper slapped on the door and cried: "master, master, wake up......"
in the dark room, the candle lights up. The maid sleeping outside put on her clothes, held the candlestick and ran to open the door.
After a while, the servant girl came in and said in a low voice, "master, there's news from the Yamen that there's an eight hundred mile urgent Tang Bao."
Wang Shoufu is old and wakes up late at night. He is tired. He pinches his eyebrows and says, "change clothes."
An important yamen such as the cabinet is manned at night to prevent such emergencies.
Whether it's 800 Li or 600 Li, all the postmen run for their lives. It's normal to run and die a few horses. They can be sent here at any time.
Under the servant girl's service, Wang Shoufu put on his official robe. In a carriage, he went into the palace and came to the cabinet Yamen with the rattling sound of the wheels.
Wang Shoufu stepped into the hall quickly, sat down behind his own big case and said slowly: "Tang Bao!"
The officials on duty in the hall immediately presented the Tang newspaper, which was kept firmly by their side. Only a few undergraduates could open the 800 Li urgent documents.
Wang Shoufu took out his knife and opened the fire paint. In the sound of the paper, he took out the Tang newspaper and began to read.
He soon fell into a dead silence.
when Chen Meifang arrived at the hall of the first minister of Wu, they went to the hall of the first minister of Wu, Qian Lianqi and other scholars to write a letter.
They were stunned to find that the head of the cabinet and the leader of the Wang party, who was a supreme minister, seemed to be several years old.
His face was gray, his eyes were slightly red, his eyes were a little dull, and he seemed to be immersed in some kind of painful atmosphere.
It is clear that Wang Shoufu was still in good condition yesterday. What kind of attack made people lose their energy and spirit overnight?
Wang Shoufu raised his head and looked around the scholars. In a low voice, he said slowly: "Wei Yuan, sacrifice."
After a pause, he added, "only 16000 people have been withdrawn from the 100000 troops."
Boom!
Everyone seemed to be struck by thunder, his mind was shocked, and his face was stiff.
Wu YINGDIAN University scholar Qian's love letter murmured: "this, this is impossible, impossible......"
Wang Shoufu's tone recovered a little, and said in a deep voice:
"I know it's hard to believe, but at present, this is the fact. Ladies and gentlemen, please let go of all bad emotions. After listening to me, this battle is very strange. The Tang newspaper has been spread into the palace. Before the early Dynasty, let's discuss it first... "
as the dawn is approaching, the scholars leave with a tired and worried look.
Wang Shoufu beckoned a confidant and said with a blank face: "send someone to Xu's house to tell Xu Qi'an about the Northeast war."
Don't give the note, in order not to leave a handle.
After his confidant retreated, Wang walked to the window, looking at the darkest night before dawn, silent for a long time, like a sculpture.
In the future, he yuan will not be lonely.
......
before dawn, the knock of "Dudu" awakens Zhong Li and Xu Qi'an in the room.
The latter responded, "who?"
The voice of Porter Lao Zhang came: "Dalao, someone is looking for you, claiming to be a member of the cabinet."
Cabinet? Wang Shoufu sent for me at this time?!
Xu Qian immediately got up, put on his robe and said, "take me to see him."
Out of the room, all the way to the outer hall, Xu Qi'an saw a middle-aged man in official clothes standing in the hall."Xu Yinluo!"
Middle aged officials instinctively and subconsciously call out this title.
Xu Qi'an is used to the old-fashioned idea of the people in Beijing. He asked directly, "what can I do for you, my lord?"
The middle-aged official said, "Mr. Shoufu asked me to bring you a message."
Sure enough, it was Wang Shoufu..... Xu Qi'an nodded: "please say it."
On the contrary, the middle-aged officials hesitated, brewing for a long time, whispered: "Duke Wei, sacrifice in the northeast."
PS: Volume Two is coming to an end. It's about, um, a week to write... The high-energy one.
Long white clouds and warm sun. The shimmering sea has returned to calm, broken wood and mast with the waves, slowly floating. Salen AGU stands in the air, overlooking the land that has lived for a long time. It has been razed to the ground, the mountains have collapsed, and the city has been leveled. In such a scene, he only saw the Confucianist seal the God of witchcraft. At that time, thousands of miles of land was turned into waste soil, and in the next three hundred years, life disappeared. It wasn't until the power of the two super products dissipated that Jingshan city was rebuilt, with its present scale... Now, it's making a repeat of the same mistakes. But this time, it was not the Confucian sage, nor the God of witchcraft. Not many people survived, but not many. Scattered in the distance, or watching, or meditating to heal, or bandaging wounds, no one dares to come back to find out. Dafeng's army retreated. Salen AGU's eyes turned to the altar, his figure suddenly disappeared, the next moment, appeared on the altar, appeared in front of the attack of green clothes. The pagodas of Zhende, irbu and UDA then landed on the side of the great wizard. At this time, standing in front of them, is a broken human shape, his body presents a terrible chapped, not a good. He once held the right arm of the carving knife, and the flesh and blood disappeared, revealing the skeleton with blood. Green clothes are ragged, clothes are like people, people are like clothes. From then on, there was no military God in Dafeng. Not long ago, Ru Guan and Ke Dao left and returned to the Central Plains. Salen AGU said in a low voice: "since the millennium of the Central Plains, the number of celebrities, you Weiyuan count one." "Damned, damned, damned..." yirbu's face was twisted, and he was angry and defeated badly: "how can he summon Confucian saints? How can he summon Confucian saints as a warrior. The sorcerer had accumulated his strength for more than a thousand years. It was not easy for him to break away from the seal, and all of them were destroyed by the thief. "I will lead my troops to wash Dafeng with blood, slaughter 30000 Li, and slaughter all the way to the capital." "You look like a rude warrior now." Joan of arc sneered. Every enchanted Taoist is proficient in the talent of provocation. Emperor Joan of arc stood up with his hands down, his immortal gold body was shining, and his golden light and black light were intertwined. He said faintly: "the God of witchcraft was sealed, and Wei Yuan died. Although the situation is bad, we have not lost this battle. Next, it's time for you to keep your promise. " Salen AGU said with a smile: "congratulations to your Majesty in advance for a long time, overlooking the Central Plains." Joan of arc nodded slowly. Salen AGU then said: "Wuda pagoda, spread the news of Wei Yuan's death in the war all over the northeast, let Yan and Kang call for manpower, rebuild Jingshan City, and let Yasukuni withdraw. Gather the remaining witches to heal the living people and soldiers... "he issued a series of aftercare instructions. This battle is bound to spread all over Kyushu. He doesn't care what Dafeng will do, but there will be a torrent of talk in the territory of the Three Kingdoms. This will be the most humiliating day in the history of witchcraft. ... a wilderness far away from Jingshan. "Ah, ah, ah, ah!" Nangong qianrou's roar spread all over the sky. Her voice was sad and desperate, mixed with deep hatred. "The God of witchcraft, the God of witchcraft..." he knelt on the ground and beat the ground with his fists for a quarter of an hour. The magician in white came up to him and handed him a brocade bag. Nangong qianrou raised her head in tears and looked at him in a daze. Sun Xuanji, the second elder martial brother, said: "Wei......" after saying only one word, Nangong qianrou frantically grabbed the brocade bag, opened it and found a note inside. Nangong qianrou unfolded the note, and after reading it, her tears burst out of her eyes again. After a long time, he restrained all his emotions, looked to Jingshan, and murmured: "adoptive father, I will go for you when you have not finished your chess." In the rest of my life, one day, I will come back here again, let the iron hooves go through every inch of the territory of the sorcerer, let the wheels of the artillery run over the back of the sorcerer, and let these 60000 Li mountains and rivers turn into scorched earth. Sun Xuanji raised his hand and gently wiped away the existence of this heavy cavalry, so that no one in the world can remember them. ....... Yunlu Academy. Back mountain bamboo forest, bamboo house. Zhao Shou sat in the hall, motionless, like a sculpture. He has been in this position for more than a month, and the desk in front of him is covered with a thin layer of dust. He turned his head and looked out of the window. Outside the open window, the sky is blue and the mountains are continuous. Two clear lights fly across the mountains and rivers, just like meteors cutting through the sky. They gently drop themselves on the case in front of Zhao Shou. Zhao Shou, the president of the hospital, was relieved. He got up slowly and brushed the dust off his body. He could not lift his bow.I don't know whether to worship the two sacred things or to worship the green clothes. ... palace. Yuan Jingdi, who was sitting cross legged on the futon with the curtain hanging down, slowly opened his eyes. He was silent for a moment, showing a smile that seemed excited, happy and rampant. Yuan Jingdi walked up to the attic and looked at the layers of red walls and rolling golden tiles. He opened his arms to the wind and said slowly: "my time is coming." ...... Star Tower, eight trigrams platform. The supervisor took a look at the palace, laughed and drank. It's not worth it. ... Xu Fu, Xu Qi'an has a sharp pain in his heart. "What's the matter? What's the pain in my heart?" He frowned, want to self tease a few words, such as Wupin peak will also myocardial infarction? But somehow, there was a sense of panic in his heart. ...... in the north. In the camp of Dafeng and demon man, Xu Xinnian sits at the table, staring at the map and pondering. He was thin and strong, still handsome, but his skin was no longer white. The sun outside the Great Wall deepened his skin color, and the sandstorm in the north of the Great Wall roughened his skin. He is still the proud scholar, but no longer sharp, more calm and introverted. The war made him grow up quickly. The girls in the Department of the church made him a man, but they couldn't make him mature. It's a fallen comrade, a battle on the verge of life and death, and the enemies he personally killed, which makes him really mature. Chu Yuan Zhen steps in a hurry into the camp, said with a smile: "farewell old, tell you an exciting news." Xu Erlang pondered a little and said, "if there are no troops in the barracks, it's not a victory. What's the matter?" Chu Yuan Zhen waved his fist and cheered up: "Yasukuni has retired." ... late at night. The candlelight was like beans, and Xu Qi'an, holding the fragments of the book, preached: "today, I explored the ground with the national master, but the former Emperor did not come back. It is reasonable to say that such a terrible person should not go quietly. 2: he may have replaced yuanjingdi and become emperor in the palace. Oh, I forget that he is yuanjingdi. Xu Qi'an is very concerned about the disappearance of the former Emperor. A high-quality man who has been practicing in secret for 40 years has disappeared after he was found hiding. This makes Xu Qian extremely anxious, because the former Emperor is Yuanjing, and Yuanjing is the former Emperor, and he has a big hatred with Yuanjing. Similarly, he had a big feud with the former Emperor. Now, a top strong man lurks in the dark and may bite you at any time. Who's not afraid? Of course, you can also hope that all Yuanjing's gaffes are disguised. Xiandi is a top master, and a master should have the bearing of a master and won't care about himself. King Huai was killed by God. It's none of my business to promise Qi'an. If you change to other top powers, Xu Qi'an may have a fantasy, but the other side is the former Emperor, who was polluted by the land patriarch. A top master full of malice and evil nature must be rewarded. 4: we might as well change our thinking. You think, Yuanjing, ah no, which cultivation system did the former Emperor follow? the local book chat group, one of the top scholars in the field of wisdom, raised questions. Xu Qi'an's reply: 3: Renzong. Four: it's the same as I think. What's the disadvantage of the practice method of Renzong? Yehuo burned his body. The emperor was of high rank. Like the national teacher, he needed the help of Qi to suppress yehuo. Then he won't leave the capital. No, you are wrong. The former Emperor was different from Luo Yuheng. Luo Yuheng needed the position of national teacher to carry out Qi transportation. The former Emperor himself was the emperor, and he had great fortune. Huaiqing is one of the IQ's responsibilities, otherwise, another IQ's responsibility. Ah, so ah, that's OK..... Chu Yuanzhen muttered in his heart. 1 there is a supervisor in the capital. Since he is not under the dragon vein, he will never stay in the capital for a long time. I must have left the capital. As for where I went and what I was doing, I can't guess. the most typical method is to judge the position of the emperor according to his purpose..... That is to say, if you want to know where he is, you need to know what he wants to do first..... Xu Qi'an rubs his eyebrows. As we know, in order to live forever, the former Emperor devoured the two sons of Yuanjing and huaiwang. He lived another forty years. Therefore, the ultimate goal of the former Emperor was to live forever.But the question is, can the emperor be as powerful as emperor Wuzong? Can you be a Confucian sage? These characters are all gone, not to mention the former Emperor. "According to the heaven and earth rule that those who are lucky can not live forever, the real age of the former Emperor is 80 years old, and the Confucian sage only lives 82 years old. This means that the time of the late emperor is approaching. Of course, people and people's physique can not be generalized, the former Emperor may also live one year more than the Confucian sage in the case of extreme anger. "If I were a former Emperor, I would be desperate to seek the law of longevity, but what should I do?" It's not that he's not smart enough, but that he has too little information to make assumptions. What on earth did Xiandi do? It's almost half a month since Wei Gong's expedition. I don't know what the war is like. ... on a night when the army had been out for nearly a month, the moon was as clear as water. "Daddada......" on the official road outside the capital, a fast horse came at a gallop, his lips were dry, and the dusty courier stopped the reins of the horse and yelled in a hoarse voice: "open the gate of the city, speed up eight hundred miles..." through the outer city, inner city and Imperial City, all the way to the imperial palace. Late at night, Wang Shoufu was awakened by a sudden knock on the door. The old housekeeper slapped on the door and cried: "master, master, wake up......" in the dark room, the candle lights up. The maid sleeping outside put on her clothes, held the candlestick and ran to open the door. After a while, the servant girl came in and said in a low voice, "master, there's news from the Yamen that there's an eight hundred mile urgent Tang Bao." Wang Shoufu is old and wakes up late at night. He is tired. He pinches his eyebrows and says, "change clothes." An important yamen such as the cabinet is manned at night to prevent such emergencies. Whether it's 800 Li or 600 Li, all the postmen run for their lives. It's normal to run and die a few horses. They can be sent here at any time. Under the servant girl's service, Wang Shoufu put on his official robe. In a carriage, he went into the palace and came to the cabinet Yamen with the rattling sound of the wheels. Wang Shoufu stepped into the hall quickly, sat down behind his own big case and said slowly: "Tang Bao!" The officials on duty in the hall immediately presented the Tang newspaper, which was kept firmly by their side. Only a few undergraduates could open the 800 Li urgent documents. Wang Shoufu took out his knife and opened the fire paint. In the sound of the paper, he took out the Tang newspaper and began to read. He soon fell into a dead silence. when Chen Meifang arrived at the hall of the first minister of Wu, they went to the hall of the first minister of Wu, Qian Lianqi and other scholars to write a letter. They were stunned to find that the head of the cabinet and the leader of the Wang party, who was a supreme minister, seemed to be several years old. His face was gray, his eyes were slightly red, his eyes were a little dull, and he seemed to be immersed in some kind of painful atmosphere. It is clear that Wang Shoufu was still in good condition yesterday. What kind of attack made people lose their energy and spirit overnight? Wang Shoufu raised his head and looked around the scholars. In a low voice, he said slowly: "Wei Yuan, sacrifice." After a pause, he added, "only 16000 people have been withdrawn from the 100000 troops." Boom! Everyone seemed to be struck by thunder, his mind was shocked, and his face was stiff. Wu YINGDIAN University scholar Qian's love letter murmured: "this, this is impossible, impossible......" Wang Shoufu's tone recovered a little, and said in a deep voice: "I know it's hard to believe, but at present, this is the fact. Ladies and gentlemen, please let go of all bad emotions. After listening to me, this battle is very strange. The Tang newspaper has been spread into the palace. Before the early Dynasty, let's discuss it first... "as the dawn is approaching, the scholars leave with a tired and worried look. Wang Shoufu beckoned a confidant and said with a blank face: "send someone to Xu's house to tell Xu Qi'an about the Northeast war." Don't give the note, in order not to leave a handle. After his confidant retreated, Wang walked to the window, looking at the darkest night before dawn, silent for a long time, like a sculpture. In the future, he yuan will not be lonely. ...... before dawn, the knock of "Dudu" awakens Zhong Li and Xu Qi'an in the room. The latter responded, "who?" The voice of Porter Lao Zhang came: "Dalao, someone is looking for you, claiming to be a member of the cabinet." Cabinet? Wang Shoufu sent for me at this time?! Xu Qian immediately got up, put on his robe and said, "take me to see him." Out of the room, all the way to the outer hall, Xu Qi'an saw a middle-aged man in official clothes standing in the hall."Xu Yinluo!" Middle aged officials instinctively and subconsciously call out this title. Xu Qi'an is used to the old-fashioned idea of the people in Beijing. He asked directly, "what can I do for you, my lord?" The middle-aged official said, "Mr. Shoufu asked me to bring you a message." Sure enough, it was Wang Shoufu..... Xu Qi'an nodded: "please say it." On the contrary, the middle-aged officials hesitated, brewing for a long time, whispered: "Duke Wei, sacrifice in the northeast." PS: Volume Two is coming to an end. It's about, um, a week to write... The high-energy one.
