"Those who engage in intrigues and intrigues cannot see the light, so they must hide in the dark."
"If the previous generation did not take action personally, but was as cautious as Shang Gong showed in Luoyang, then with his knowledge-only cultivation, no one in the world can do anything, and there is nothing I can do."
"Perhaps it is because this person is so strong in martial arts and so confident, and because his power is getting bigger and bigger, that he gradually forgets about himself and ends up like this."
"This person's evil deeds will be punished, but if you inherit this identity, you must remember the lessons learned from the past. After all, what you want to do is different from this person, and there is no room for error."
Li Yan dragged the body of "Zuo Ming" to the side, covered it with a cloth, and prepared to bury it together with the previous severed limbs.
No matter what grievances and grievances we had during our lifetime, dust will return to dust and soil will return to soil. It is appropriate to give a burial place and let grass grow on the grave.
However, the remaining forces of this guy must be managed well, otherwise it will cause chaos.
Therefore, Yang Zaiwei is very important. Li Yan does not want this person to be beheaded and killed like the previous generation, who had so much power for nothing.
This is not unfounded worry. Yang Zaiwei is an assassin and is used to fighting for his life alone. If he is gone, where will he find the Sandaime?
After hearing the care, especially the term "previous generation", Yang Zaiwei felt a little uncomfortable.
Then he realized that he had indeed not entered the role, nodded and said: "I understand, what should we do next?"
Li Yan pondered and said: "What this person just said has explained a lot of previous doubts, but some of the content still needs to be discussed, and some places cannot be explained... Of course, the top priority is the saint. I originally didn't know what was going on in the Daming Palace.
And the previous generation just said that half of the revenge has been avenged..."
Yang Zaiwei was not grieving, but he could not help but sigh: "It seems that the saint's deadline is only in these two days."
Not to mention that the deadline was approaching, Li Yan even suspected that he would not express his condolences secretly. After all, he knew Empress Wu very well.
He is a person who will do anything for the sake of power, and his methods are more ruthless than Li Zhi's.
The key is that Empress Wu is very resilient. Even if her previous power to govern is taken away and her confidants run away and rebel, she will probably not give up.
After all, no matter how bad the situation is, can I still serve as a nun in Ganye Temple?
Li Yan quickly made a decision: "You pick some of the previous generation's subordinates to create an opportunity for me to enter the palace. If the saint is still there, I want to see him one last time."
Yang Zaiwei nodded and suddenly asked: "What will your master do?"
Li Yan already had an idea: "Let nature take its course..."
He did have a guess that Uncle Dumb was the eldest grandson Wuji, and he thought it was ridiculous, so he asked his mother Xie to draw a portrait of the eldest grandson Wuji in the past.
As soon as the portrait was completed, he could tell at a glance that it was Uncle Dumb. Although his expression and temperament were very different, his facial features could not change.
What was difficult to explain was why he looked so young. The answer was later found in the portrait of Master Xuanzang.
Before Xuanzang passed away at the age of more than sixty, he was just as young as forty. Buddhism believed that it was a sign of a holy monk. But Li Yan knew that it was probably the wonder of martial arts. If you practice consciousness-only strength to a certain extent, I'm afraid
It has the function of delaying aging.
Combined with what Master Kuiji said, those who practice consciousness-only Jin cannot also practice Bai Sheng Jin. The reason why Uncle Ya admits that he cannot practice Bai Sheng Jin is also found.
This person became a mute uncle. What a clever trick. Even if they were searched, they would definitely be looking for an old man in his sixties or seventies. No one would have thought that Sun Wuji, the once all-powerful and number one hero of Lingyan Pavilion, was a man who took care of his children in Liangzhou. His appearance
A disabled man in his forties.
Li Yan himself thought that Uncle Mute was less than fifty years old. He had been practicing kung fu with a seventy-year-old man since he was a child. During the sparring session, he used all his strength and punched wildly. Looking back now, he is quite dumbfounded.
He now knows that if the attributes of his family background are added, Uncle Dumb may appear in front of him and entrust his former eldest son Wuji's connections to the Guanzhong gentry, but he doesn't want to do that: "I admire Master Xuanzang even more now.
Not only can you repay your kindness by saving people, but you can also avoid future troubles. Since my master is willing to let go of the past and avoid any more troubles, it is naturally a good thing. Don't involve him anymore."
Yang Zaiwei thought of the disfigured appearance of "Zu Ming" who was neither human nor ghost. He moved his mouth and finally asked: "What about the Lingnan matter? Now it seems that that is the root of everything..."
Li Yan said coldly: "Of course I will not forget that if it had not been ordered by the saint, there would have been a massacre of thousands of members of the Changsun family."
"The Changsun family was exiled to Lingnan. The harsh environment there has made it difficult for people to survive. Many people would die of illness one after another without taking action, but the other party still wanted to eradicate the disease so cruelly. It is crazy."
"No matter how long it takes and the evidence is destroyed, I will do my best to find the murderer!"
After the death of the previous generation, the knot in Yang Zaiwei's heart was solved. He hoped that the great hatred that the other party held could be settled. He nodded and said: "Okay! I'll catch Ashina Huan and Jin Zhizhao and take them around Chang'an.
Take a look around, hoping to 'serve my fate'... I hope my subordinates will contact me quickly."
Li Yan said: "You go to the Imperial City in the north first. If no one can contact you, then go to the West City. Jin Zhizhao left it to me. I will try my best not to do anything now. I will let this person do it for me next."
The two of them acted separately.
The Ashena Ring is easy to find, just wait at the designated location.
It wasn't because he was honest, but because he still had Yang Zaiwei's specially prepared poison in his belly, so he couldn't run away if he wanted to survive.
As a result, Ashina Huan, who was feeling uneasy, saw the "Zuoming" robe making a sound and falling from the sky, and he was so frightened that he peed.
After witnessing the previous battle, he was clearly not injured, but he didn't even have the courage to resist. He knelt down on the spot, kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Master, have mercy! Master, have mercy!"
"I knew Li Yuanfang was no match for you. He would only play tricks and tricks and wouldn't let me sleep!"
"Yang Zaiwei didn't know the heights of the world, and even used poison pills to force me. The two of them conspired with a group of internal guards, but they were defeated by the master's magic..."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Yang Zaiwei thought that he was almost trapped to death by this person, and smiled coldly: "You have fully experienced the power of consciousness only this time, but it is a pity that you can't learn it!"
Ashina Huan froze, and tears quickly overflowed from the corners of his eyes.
Yang Zaiwei slapped it down.
Ashina Huan was shaking all over and did not dare to resist, so he was knocked unconscious.
Yang Zaiwei mentioned this guy who appeared to be a traitor but was actually a traitor and began to wait for his men to come and look for him.
On the other side, Jin Zhizhao heard the wailing of Ashina Huan not far away, so he guessed that the winner might be "succoring his fate" and trembled.
There was fear in her eyes, but she still held the knife at her waist, ready to face the coming of death.
Li Yan actually came, walking into the courtyard with Di Renjie's steps, and dropped one word: "Let's go!"
Jin Zhizhao was stunned, then ecstatically said: "Li Yuanfang, you won? You won, right?"
Li Yan didn't answer but asked: "Have you recovered from your injury?"
Jin Zhizhao said: "'Zuo Ming' treated me. I also healed my wounds just now, and I'm almost healed... Did 'Zuo Ming' escape? Do I need to search for 'Zuo Ming''s whereabouts?"
Li Yan looked at her: "You dare to search?"
Jin Zhizhao smiled miserably and pulled out his knife: "I really want to but don't dare, but what's the use? In order to survive, we must find 'Zuoming' and kill him!"
Li Yan nodded slightly: "Very good, find a curtain and put it on, come with me!"
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at the same time.
In the Daming Palace.
One by one, the ministers walked quickly towards the Zhonghe Hall, with shock and grief on their faces.
Grief is necessary, even if you don't have to be sad, you have to be sad. Shock is the real feeling.
These ministers who stayed in Chang'an never expected that the Daming Palace had been silent until now, and suddenly news came out that the saint was critically ill.
It’s not that it won’t work soon, but it’s already going to happen.
For such a major event, all officials of the seventh rank and above in Chang'an, whether old or not, must rush into the palace.
Li Yiyan and Li Dejian seemed to be in the queue. When they saw each other, they immediately adjusted their direction and came together.
Both of them were from the Li family in Longxi and had a deep relationship with Li Yan. At this time, they happened to gather together to discuss in a low voice.
Li Yiyan had an upright temperament and said coldly: "No wonder the imperial doctor has not been able to return to the palace recently. I am afraid that the queen has been prepared for it and has not informed the prince for a long time. She has different intentions!"
Li Derjian has been cautious since he was implicated. At this time, he couldn't help but said: "If this continues, I'm afraid something will change!"
In fact, when the emperor died of illness, it was a routine practice to suppress the news. For example, when Li Shimin passed away, Changsun Wuji also suppressed it for three days, waiting for Li Zhi, who was staying in Dingzhou at the time, to rush back to the capital before officially announcing the death of the saint.
Zhi succeeded to the throne smoothly.
Fortunately, Li Zhi is about to die. The prince of Luoyang, Li Hong, has no idea that the Daming Palace is tightly sealed to prevent any leakage.
Originally, Li Hong had been the prince for many years and was in power in the supervisory state. It should be a very smooth thing to inherit the throne, but this has added some variables.
Li Yiyan was originally opposed to the Queen of Heaven Party, and his anger was even higher at this time: "No, we can't let the Queen go on like this!"
Li Derjian was a little scared, but he took a deep breath and finally said: "This matter is related to the country, let's go together!"
Li Yiyan was somewhat impressed by this nephew: "Okay!"
As a result, the two of them were full of enthusiasm. When they arrived outside the Zhonghe Hall, an order was issued, asking the ministers to wait outside the hall.
Can't get in at all.
The ministers were so anxious that even the censors, without caring about their manners, stuck their heads out and looked inside.
You can vaguely see the figure of the imperial doctor, as well as Li Dan and the little princess. Because they were relatively young, they did not go to Luoyang.
After an unknown amount of time, Li Zhi, who was lying on the imperial pillow, slowly opened his eyes and looked at everyone: "You are all here...let the ministers come in..."
The imperial doctors all fell silent.
There is no doubt that this is a flashback.
Even the youngest princess realized it at this time. Tears welled up in her eyes. Li Dan covered his mouth and tried his best to suppress his crying.
Although Li Zhi said to let the ministers in, Empress Wu next to him did not say anything, nor did he continue to ask. An old and feeble voice sounded, revealing a trace of trance: "Last night... I seemed to hear someone calling him good... It has been a long time.
Someone called my cousin..."
"Do good...do good...I can hear it...that's my uncle's voice...how could I think of him..."
"Now that I think about it...I did too much to spare any room...recall the Changsun family from Lingnan...let their heirs inherit the title of Duke Zhao...carry on the legacy of my mother's clan..."
"Heh...Uncle...Uncle...I hope we can meet down there...don't blame me..."
Hearing this, Li Dan finally couldn't help it anymore and cried out, crying: "Aye!"
The little princess burst into tears when she saw her: "Ah, don't leave us!!"
Li Zhi wanted to raise his hand and touch his children's heads, but he was unable to do so. He could only smile bitterly, continue to arrange business, and said slowly: "After I leave... I will be buried in seven days... When the prince comes back... that is
Located in front of the coffin...the system of garden mausoleums...must be frugal...some military and state affairs are undecided...some are undecided..."
At this point, Li Zhi paused slightly, and everyone in the hall subconsciously held their breath, including Empress Wu.
The queen, who was still radiant, stared at Li Zhi with tenderness, sincerity, and confidence in her determination to win.
Li Zhi's eyes flashed, and just as he was about to continue, a shout suddenly came from outside the palace: "The internal guards should send Li Yuanfang to capture the thieves and ask to see the saint!"