Chapter 920: A slight sign (asking for monthly votes)
Chapter 920
"I'm going to call mother over..."
Fang Yun said with a trembling voice. It was too sudden and he was completely unprepared. He did not expect that after a lively New Year, he would immediately lose a close relative.
"No need. Grandpa is already very satisfied to be able to spend the New Year with your mother and uncle. I don't want to see them sad in front of me."
The old man said softly. He straightened his waist and tried to make himself look straight:
"Yun'er, accompany grandpa through the last stretch of the road, okay?"
Fang Yun held back tears and nodded: "Yes."
The cold wind was howling in the yard. The old man tightened his tight clothes and suddenly felt a little cold. Soon, a coat was draped on him, making him feel warm. The old man smiled and looked at the plum blossoms blooming there quietly.
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"Although I woke up a little late, it's not too late after all!..."
The old man's gaze passed over the clusters of plum blossoms, looked at the starry sky, and thought with a smile. A heavy sleepiness came over him, and the old man's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his bright head slowly...
Slowly lower your head...
"call!--"
A gust of wind blew over the Sifang Hou Mansion. Fang Yun felt the old man's body temperature, which slowly became colder, and his heart gradually became colder.
"Grandpa, let's go..."
Fang Yun silently looked at the night sky, two lines of cold tears falling from his eyes. At the end of his gaze, a bright yellow star shook and fell suddenly from the eastern sky.
"call!"
The cold wind howled, in this quiet night, in the dimension of the world that was difficult to see with the naked eye. A straight thought turned into a mighty righteousness, rising from the ground in the direction of the Sifang Hou Mansion, and converging into the sky above Jiuzhou,
In the mighty river of righteousness...
The night was getting darker, and in another place in Sifanghou Mansion, another old man looked through the window at the winter starry sky, with a satisfied smile on his face, and slowly closed his eyes...
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This night was destined to be restless.
"Buzz!"
At the moment when the New Year's bell rang, under the cover of the loud bells, the entire palace suddenly trembled, and the air in the night sky suddenly became chaotic. Then there was a loud "click" sound as the earth cracked.
"Bang bang bang!"
In a short period of time, footsteps vibrated, and groups of Imperial City Imperial Guards, armored and armed, quickly rushed to the place where the sound came from.
The commander of the imperial army, Xu Wei, was the commander in charge of the south gate of the palace. He was about thirty years old. He was an elegant man, good at both civil and military affairs, and showed the demeanor of a scribe and a military general. When he arrived, many people had gathered near the city gate.
The imperial guards were in a commotion.
"What's going on? Why is there so much noise here in the palace?"
Xue Wei frowned and shouted in a deep voice.
Seeing him coming, everyone immediately asked him to make way. One of them pointed in front of him and said in panic:
"Sir, look!"
Xue Wei frowned and strode over. He looked down and was shocked. On the south side of the palace, under the vermilion city wall, there was a huge crack more than three feet wide, from the city wall.
It extends all the way into the palace.
Xue Wei was startled, and immediately jumped into the air. He looked down from a high position and watched for a while. He saw a crack under the city wall, which was nearly a hundred feet long from south to north. The crack was pitch black.
Unfathomable!
When Xue Wei saw this, he was suddenly shocked. This is the imperial city of Zhou Dynasty, where the emperor lives. How could something like this happen? Xue Wei has been in charge for so many years and has never seen any signs of cracking in the imperial city.
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You must know that the palace is the residence of the emperor, and every inch of land is where the world's luck gathers. It will not be let go easily. Moreover, Xue Wei knows that every inch of the wall of the palace is reinforced with formations and secret magic talismans.
Not to mention ordinary shocks, even a spirit-level master would be fine with a full blow.
Moreover, there was no movement in several other city gates, so why was there only a big crack here?
Xue Wei compiled his thoughts. He had read Confucian history books. This kind of vision has been recorded in Confucian history books. The Yin Dynasty, the first dynasty to unify nine continents in modern times, in the late years of the Hun Emperor, the Eastern
The gate collapsed, and a crack in the ground led directly to the Hall of Supreme Harmony. Twenty years later, the Yin Dynasty was destroyed.
More than 1,600 years ago, in the last years of Yuanwu, a crack in the ground appeared in the west gate, which was ninety-nine feet long, nine feet and nine minutes long. In the long period of time since then, heroes have competed with each other, and the imperial power of the Great Shang Dynasty has collapsed, and it has completely come to an end.
These two strange omens are clearly recorded in Confucian history books. These two lines of text are so short that ordinary people will not notice them at all. Xue Wei has a photographic memory, so he remembers them.
The demise of a dynasty did not happen overnight!
Before any major upheaval, there must be subtle signs. This was true in the Yin Dynasty, and this was true in the Great Shang Dynasty. Could it be that in the Great Zhou Dynasty...
A chill filled Xue Wei's heart.
"When anyone comes, immediately seize the south gate. No one is allowed to approach. The first, third and fifth battalions listened to the order and immediately loaded up the earth at night and filled up the cracks overnight. All the earth was covered with boxes and no one was allowed to come near.
Let anyone know. Also, tonight’s situation is strictly prohibited from outside, and those who violate it will be punished by military law!”
Xue Wei came back to his senses and shouted suddenly, his voice and look stern.
"Yes, sir!"
Everyone was shocked in their hearts and hurriedly.
After Xue Wei made a series of arrangements, he still felt uneasy. He personally supervised the south gate. Boxes of soil were constantly transported in and filled into the cracked ground.
It wasn't until a few hours later that Xue Wei saw with his own eyes that the cracks in the ground had been filled up, that he breathed a sigh of relief.
"How much soil was used in total?"
Xue Wei asked casually. He is just a commander, with all the commanders above him, including Marquis Wu and the Human Emperor. This matter is not something that he, a small commander, can hide.
Everything in the palace must be reported in files. This is the rule!
"Sir, the total is one thousand six hundred and twenty loads!"
A guard next to him who was responsible for calculations replied.
Xue Wei trembled in his heart and did not dare to say anything. He hurriedly entered the palace.
One thousand, six hundred and twenty years! This is exactly the number of years the Zhou Dynasty was founded!...
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Xue Wei's realm is not enough, and he has not yet reached the realm of Earth Transformation Level Wangqi. He did not know that at the moment when cracks appeared in the imperial city, deep in the palace, there was a mighty purple air, like the Yangtze River flowing straight into the sky.
Suddenly it trembled. The purple energy that represented the fate of the Great Zhou Dynasty was slightly disordered!
A stream of weak purple cyclones burst out from the purple energy light like a sky pillar.
"Ah!"
In the central Purple Air Palace, a pair of eyes sneered, looking into the depths of the universe on this silent winter night:
"Is this the backlash of Tianji? Oh, I'm really looking forward to it!..."
In the central Purple Air Palace, a burst of cold laughter echoed leisurely.
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This winter was destined to be extraordinary. After a short period of happiness, the Sifang Hou Mansion was filled with mourning and mourning. On the night of staying up late, Mrs. Huayang's biological father passed away.
When he passed away, Fang Yun was by his side, silently accompanying him through the last part of his life! With the failure of his physical body, Fang Yun could cut off his hair and cleanse his marrow, allowing him to be reborn. But with the failure of his soul,
, even Fang Yun is powerless!
The only thing that made Mrs. Huayang feel happy was that the old man passed away peacefully.
Fang Yun's grandfather was not the only one who left this night. At dawn, the servants of the Hou Mansion went to wake up Uncle Liang. They found that the old man who had devoted his whole life to the Fang family was lying on the bed calmly, with no breath.
none.
When Uncle Liang left, he had a satisfied smile on his face. It was the kind of smile that had no worries at all! The Fang brothers had grown up, Mrs. Huayang and Master Liu Zhengxun had reconciled. Uncle Liang had no regrets in his life. He left.
Satisfied and peaceful.
Uncle Liang's death aggravated Mrs. Huayang's sadness. It was not until Uncle Liang passed away that she discovered that Uncle Liang had always played a father-like role and occupied an important position in her life.
The passing of the two old people made Mrs. Huayang devastated!
Fang Lin and Fang Yun stopped everything they were doing, accompanied their mother and uncle, and devoted themselves to organizing the funerals of the two old people. This was also approved by the Military Aircraft Department.
The preparations for the Fang family's funeral were very simple. Only a few people were allowed to attend the funerals of the two old people. Liu Zhengxun was always a very simple person. Living in a thatched cottage outside the city for more than twenty years proved that.
They would like luxurious things. Therefore, the Fang family did not arrange anything extravagantly.
After the two old men were buried, Liu Zhongrong returned to Huai'an City, and the entire Fang Mansion suddenly became deserted. Uncle Liang has been responsible for all the affairs of the Fang family. Under his leadership, the Fang Mansion has been in order for more than 20 years. The old man suddenly left
When I went there, things immediately became chaotic in the Marquis Mansion.
Many trivial things became chaotic after the old man left. The servants in the Hou Mansion were also a little confused and at a loss as to what to do.
"For matters in the house, I will find someone else to appoint a housekeeper. You and your eldest brother have stayed at home for a long enough time. It is no longer like in peacetime. Everything should be focused on state affairs."
Mrs. Huayang sighed.
Mrs. Huayang's words made the two brothers Fang Yun and Fang Lin feel heavy in their hearts. Uncle Liang left in such a hurry that everyone in the Hou family was not mentally prepared. Many people were accustomed to his toughness for many years and ignored Uncle Liang.
He is an old man and has reached the age of dying.
The strength of the physical body is not the most important, the most important thing is the soul. When the soul is exhausted, no matter how strong the body is, it is useless. This is why the ultimate realm pursued by martial arts is the perfection of the soul, not the ultimate strength of the body.
"Yes, mother! I'm afraid I will return to the army in the next few days. Mother, take care!"
Fang Lin lowered his head and said respectfully.
"Brother, don't worry. I'm in charge of the army and there is no military for the time being. I will stay with my mother."
Fang Yundao.
The sectarian circles and the imperial court have maintained restraint for the time being, so Fang Yun will not make military mobilizations for the time being. Moreover, although he was officially awarded the title of Champion Marquis, at the beginning, because of the three lords of one sect, the nobles and commoners restrained each other, which caused Fang Yun to
Apart from the nearly 100,000 people in the 27th Military Camp, this champion has no real power in his hands. That's why he is so comfortable.
After Fang Lin stayed in the mansion for three days, he returned to Bianjuan. Fanghou's mansion became even more deserted.