After the King of Hejian came to Beijing to plead guilty, he was finally placed under house arrest in Kyoto.

Every five years, a group of people who rebel against the king are defeated, and they are gradually eroded away like a silent spring rain.

The national destiny of Dongsheng Kingdom is getting stronger and stronger, and there is a faint tendency of singing and dancing to bring peace.

An old man knelt in front of the dragon chair and recited a letter of apology. After he finished reading, he remained silent and waited for the trial.

Emperor Dongsheng did not speak, but the goddess sitting next to him, Queen Dongsheng, lightly opened her red lips:

"You are the last rebel king. Before you, all the rebel kings have taken the initiative to go to Beijing to plead guilty. Why did you wait until today?"

The old man was silent for a few breaths and then slowly spoke:

"If it weren't for those hidden guards, I might not have a chance of winning. Even if I were to lose, I would at least be able to hold on until I am buried in peace.

After I die, everything in this world will have nothing to do with me. Who will care about who wins and who loses?"

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty looked at him angrily.

This person's idea is very simple.

I was lucky enough to want to be the king and hegemony until I ran out of life, but I didn't even think about what would happen next.

"After I die... who cares about the flood?"

The goddess whispered to herself: "That gentleman is indeed right. You never wanted to be emperor from the beginning. You fought one battle after another, but you didn't want to give up the good life you have now.

If you are used to extravagance, how can you be willing to live in poverty?"

"Goddess, how do you deal with the old man?"

The old man suddenly raised his head and looked directly at the goddess.

He saw that the goddess's hair was already a little gray.

The other party's age...is not too young either.

But he never thought that one day Dongsheng would be revived in the hands of a woman.

"Logically speaking, you should be under house arrest in Kyoto like King Hejian and others, and still have a good time to eat and drink."

The goddess smiled and said: "But you are the last one to come to Beijing to plead guilty, so naturally you cannot get the same treatment as them.

If so, how will the world view your actions in the future?

So I will grant you death and kill everyone in your family."

"What!?"

The old man took a deep breath and stared at the goddess in disbelief.

Behead everyone!?

If he had known that this visit to Beijing would end like this, he would rather die on the battlefield!

The guards came forward to take him away, but the old man showed unwillingness and roared:

"I want to die and I want to know where the leader of the Hidden Guard is! I want to see him!

If it weren’t for these hidden guards who have been secretly doing things these years, how could all the rebels against the king be defeated so quickly!”

He hates it!

If those rebel kings are not defeated, he can still use the excuse of being a prince to continue to be his earth emperor!

How did it end up like this!?

The goddess just looked at the old man with a sneer on her face, did not respond to his words, and waved her hand:

"Take it down."

A few days later, with the conferment of the head of the last rebel king, the separatist forces of Dongsheng Kingdom were recovered one by one, and the whole country celebrated.

The goddess came to a small courtyard and saw two figures playing chess in the courtyard from a distance.

"Sir, your chess game... is not very good. I won again."

"Including this round, I have defeated you three thousand four hundred and twenty-two rounds."

"Come on, let's have another round."

The goddess smiled slightly and walked to the two of them to watch the battle.

When the peripheral vision fell on the faces of the two people, I couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

The gentleman from before is still the same as before.

But the little girl back then is now getting older.

The only thing that hasn't changed is that Mr. is still so calm.

The little girl is still as out of control as before.

"Who would have thought that all the hidden guards in the world were made by her."

The goddess sighed in her heart, then pointed at the chessboard and reminded:

"Mr. Fang, you can't go this way, you have to go that way."

"A true gentleman watches chess without speaking!"

Xiaoyu raised her head and glared at Tiannu.

The goddess smiled and said: "I am not a gentleman."

She felt helpless. Both of them were bad chess players, but this gentleman's chess skills were particularly bad. Compared with his methods, they were two extremes.

"It's okay if you don't play this chess game."

Fang Chen turned over the chessboard with some sigh.

When Xiaoyu saw this, she immediately said angrily: "Sir, are you cheating?"

Fang Chen ignored her and looked at the goddess:

"Has the last rebel king been killed?"

"killed."

The goddess nodded slightly: "That's why I came here to inform you that all of Dongsheng's territory has been recovered."

"Is it so fast? I thought he could last a little longer."

Xiaoyu smiled, then took out a token from her arms and threw it to the goddess.

"This is?"

The goddess took the token and her expression changed.

"With this jade token, the world's hidden guards are at your disposal."

Xiaoyu smiled.

"Do you think I can fly the bird to the best of my ability?"

The goddess was silent for a few moments and then smiled.

"It's not that I don't think so, but whether your Manchu civil and military officials are afraid of the Yinwei Si?

My husband also told me that it is better to be more conscious as a person. I founded the Yinwei Department also to confirm the method taught by my husband.

Now that the matter is done, I will leave it to you consciously. As for my husband and I, of course we will start to truly travel around the world."

Xiaoyu said slightly mischievously: "In the past few years, I have grown old, but my husband has not aged. I'm afraid that if I don't leave now, I won't be able to accompany my husband in the future."

"Where to go first?"

Fang Chen smiled.

"Taohua Village, I haven't gone back to see my mother for many years."

Xiaoyu smiled.

The next day, on the high wall of the deep palace, a figure stood on a high place. Looking at the two retreating figures from a distance, a touch of envy could not help but appear in his eyes.

When the two men disappeared from sight, the goddess sighed softly, turned and left.

She knew that after this farewell, she might never see these two again.

In Peach Blossom Village, the peach blossoms blooming all over the mountains are very beautiful. Since that incident decades ago, this place has become a must-visit place for many literati and poets.

The small village at the beginning has now developed to be more prosperous than the county government.

Li Dazui moved a bench and sat in front of the wine shop. He glanced at his grandson who was busy doing something, then he chuckled and enjoyed the street view leisurely.

Suddenly, he saw two figures coming from a distance, which gave him a very familiar feeling.

Li Dazui rubbed his eyes, then stood up in disbelief and faced him.

"Mr. Fang?"

He couldn't believe his eyes. Why didn't the person in front of him change at all?

He is about to enter the grave, but the other party is still in his prime and in his twenties.
To be continued...