100, the yellow snake with two sleeves is enough to kill an immortal!
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After great chaos comes great peace.
Less than three days after the attack on Shenjing in Siming Mountain, order in Shenjing had been restored. The thieves who took advantage of the chaos were sent to the prison in Fuzhou one by one, and it was overcrowded. And hundreds of thousands of victims,
The rebels distributed food from Yicang, Taicang and Guancang, and gave them houses to live and work in peace and contentment...
He who has perseverance has perseverance.
After dozens of edicts came out of the imperial palace, the whole of Shenjing suddenly took on a new look.
No more unkempt and smelly beggars.
Taking advantage of this, the people also held temple fairs. They had some spare money and wanted to buy things. Someone with good intentions asked the court to designate this day as Tianwang Festival to commemorate the righteous deeds of King Xingtian.
"Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors of Morality were famous after the Xia Dynasty, Shang Dynasty and Zhou Dynasty. The five hegemons and seven heroes were in trouble in the Spring and Autumn Period, and they rose and fell in an instant..."
"There are a few lines of names in Qing History, there are countless barren hills in Beimang. The predecessors sow and the others will reap. It's nothing more than a fight between dragons and tigers..."
In the Western Market of Shenjing, under the big locust tree, the storyteller first read a few opening poems, and then drank a cup of hot tea.
Wait until you finish drinking it in one breath.
He reluctantly closed the tea cup, took out the white paper fan stuck on his back, flicked it, then patted the wood to wake up, and began to commentate.
"Thirteen days ago, when the Shenjing City was about to be destroyed, a white-haired immortal jumped down from the city. The long sword in his hand turned into a flying rainbow and pierced King Xingtian under the city wall..."
"What kind of person is King Xingtian? He is destined by destiny and is the reincarnation of King Ming."
"He pinched it with both hands, and the flying sword was crushed to pieces by him."
"Then, King Xingtian stood in the air and walked step by step towards the sky above the city. Many invisible stairs appeared out of thin air under his feet. At that time, Chongming old man and King Xingtian were only a stone's throw away."
"The last emperor and the new emperor confront each other."
"King Xingtian counted down the losses to the country caused by Mr. Chongming's rule, and read out his crusade..."
"In one sentence..."
"The people were outraged, the imperial army was in panic when they heard this, the civil servants were moved to tears, and the generals fell off their horses after hearing this... None of them dared to have the desire to fight again."
"King Xingtian said: The prisoner Xu Xing would like to ask the imperial court to die today, and I hope you will agree to it."
When the storyteller spoke about this moment, his tone was exciting, and he was more than a little excited.
When the people gathered under the big locust tree heard these words one by one, they unconsciously began to think about the unrestrained demeanor of King Xingtian outside Shenjing City at that time, pointing at Old Man Chongming and cursing his unjust act. That was
What a refreshing feeling...
"reward!"
"Reward! Although I, Mr. Li, don't have much money, I will give you a few cents as a reward just for your praise of King Xing Tian."
A red-faced old man with rosacea took out a handful of money from his pocket.
He weighed the weight of the copper coins in his hand a few times. He looked reluctant to part with them, but as if he thought of something, he firmed up and quickly threw them into the big tea bowl placed in front of the storyteller.
"Rewards too!"
"I'll reward you too!"
"King Xingtian ranks first among the heroes in the world. He is worthy of being a man who has achieved the most righteousness in the country. There are no heroes in the world as good as King Xingtian. He is the figure who brings Buddha to thousands of families..."
Bidige
Seeing this enjoyable scene, the audience members on the side were also willing to donate their money and give rewards.
After a while, the tea bowl was filled with brand new copper coins.
From time to time, a BMW car stood on the broad road of the West Market.
Beside the car was a group of elite soldiers guarding it.
The elite soldiers are not dressed like the Siming Mountain Rebels, but like the attire of the imperial officers and soldiers in the past. If you look carefully, you can also see the war horses that these elite soldiers carry with them, and they have the word "Zhenbei" rubbed on the horses' butts.
"What happened next?"
The reed curtain of the carriage was opened by a bare hand, and a young woman wearing sackcloth and wearing mourning lowered the shaft of the carriage and slowly walked out of the carriage under the service of the maid.
She has an eerie appearance, and her beautiful face has a hint of sadness.
Such gentle and desolate questions are the most endearing.
When things are prosperous, the people suffer.
Death, people suffer.
The Nervous Battle resulted in tens of thousands of casualties. The great chaos after Simingshan entered Beijing caused many wealthy families to be looted by thieves, and many relatives were killed.
It is no exaggeration to say that one out of every five households in Shenjing has hung prayer flags and set up a brazier at the door to burn paper money and paper horses.
It can be said that it is the best in the world!
This woman wearing a filial piety appeared under the big locust tree in Xijing, but no one took it seriously.
I was just amazed at her beauty.
"later……"
The goatee-bearded storyteller's eyes moved towards the face of the Xiao-wearing woman.
He didn't speak in a hurry, but held the teacup in his hand and took a slow sip of the hot tea.
Wow.
A dozen golden melon seeds fell from the maid's pouch and scattered on the edge of the tea bowl.
"Later." The storyteller patted the wood and waved the white paper fan, "Later King Xingtian produced two yellow snakes from his sleeves. These yellow snakes were none other than the Great Imperial Court Sword Qi."
"When the sword energy of the Grand Imperial Court comes out, the heaven and the earth become beautiful..."
"This sword is enough to kill an immortal!"
"The white-haired immortal's arm was cut off by King Xingtian's sword, and his blood spilled on the spot."
"And this sword made Mr. Chongming completely despair. He abandoned the outer city and fled to the imperial city."
He finished these dozen sentences in one breath.
"color!"
"color!"
"color!"
"..."
The people around him cheered constantly.
The frustration of the Dog Emperor and this immortal who had no regard for the rights and interests of the world made them excited and overjoyed the most.
hero!
King Xingtian is a great hero who uses human beings to defeat immortals!
Execution on behalf of heaven!
"What happened next?"
Song Yasuo's eyelashes trembled slightly with a hint of tears, and she continued to ask.
She knew the subsequent story.
Her royal father entered the palace and killed her mother-in-law and her younger brothers and sisters with a sword. After the royal family experienced this catastrophe, she was the only one left in the direct lineage.
"Old man Chongming entered the palace and killed his blood relatives and concubines..."
"That's what happened next."
"But it's a pity that the retribution is not good. King Xingtian is not a concession, but a rebel who fights thieves for the people..."
"The streets of heaven trample all the bones of emperors, princes and ministers..."
The storyteller threw back his head and laughed.
Have a good laugh!
Laugh heartily!
He shook his fan and chanted to himself: "What is missing in the way of heaven is only men to make up for. A good man, no longer his parents, only for the sake of the common people and not for the master... He will not stop until the Yellow Dragon is broken. He did it!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After the words fell, Song Aona's clothes were wet with tears.
She turned to look at the towering green and black city walls of Shenjing, and saw pieces of poplar flowers falling down, like white snow.
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The fifth day after the destruction of Shenjing.
Li Liang, the king of Zhenbei, submitted a document begging for surrender, wishing to honor Xu Xing as the emperor, and would send the last descendant of the royal family, Princess Anren, Song Yuyao, to the sacred capital as a hostage in exchange for his parents returning to the border.
Princess Anren has been married for four years. A few months ago, she became pregnant with the heir of Prince Zhenbei.
The person originally held hostage in Shenjing should be Prince Zhenbei.
But in order to appease King Zhenbei, Emperor Chongming sent the crown prince of Zhenbei back to the border. However, Emperor Chongming was not completely stupid. He sent people to pick up King Zhenbei on the grounds that "the border is bitterly cold and not suitable for living in old age".
My parents came to Shenjing and stayed as hostages...
A father can kill his son.
The son...but cannot kill his father.
With King Zhenbei's parents in hand, the court is invincible. If King Zhenbei's parents survive for one day, King Zhenbei will never be able to gather a crowd to rebel, otherwise he will intend to kill his father...
However, Emperor Chongming also knew that eating like this was ugly, so he married his favorite Princess Anren to the prince of Zhenbei. After the two families became in-laws, such hidden dangers were naturally eliminated.
"In the 21st year of Chongming, Princess Anren got married, and I got Emperor Chongming to grant amnesty to the world..."
"Escaped by luck..."
"I didn't expect that today, the life of an imperial descendant would be controlled by me alone..."
In the reception room of the former Prince's Palace and now the Palace of Xingtian Palace, Xu Xing met with his cronies and said these words with a touch of emotion in his tone.
Back then, he was in his cell in Tianlao, listening to the drums, harps and sheng playing outside...
The tune of hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix never ceases.
Zhao Yunniang was not the only one who admired Princess Anren's wedding ceremony.
So is he.
Good food and clothing are what people pursue.
"Ming Gong personally bestows destiny..."
"I was lucky enough to escape, not because of Princess Anren's help, but because of the help of God..."
Seeing this, Gong Yangyi quickly hinted to Xu Xing that he should pay attention to his identity.
How can the majestic King of Punishment be wrong in his words?
"It doesn't have to be like this..."
Xu Xing sat on the main seat. He took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Everyone here is my trusted confidant, so there is no need to say such foreign words."
"As a human being, if you can't be proud of yourself after a great victory, wouldn't you be like walking in brocade at night?"
What he said was intended to build a closer relationship with the generals.
If you don't accumulate steps, you won't be able to reach a thousand miles.
If you don't accumulate small streams, you can't become a river or a sea.
It is not a good thing if the distance between you and your cronies is too far. At this time, he already has enough prestige. Everyone inside and outside Siming Mountain respects him. He no longer needs to maintain a sense of distance, thus shaping his power and majesty...
"King of Heaven..."
"The king is right..."
The rebel general smiled.
Who wants to keep a straight face after entering the venue and show off to others?
The king of heaven told them not to be formal, because he valued them. In the future, when they left the meeting hall, they would feel that they were one foot above others.
"Li Liang sent Princess Anren to Shenjing..."
The atmosphere was almost heightened, and Xu Xing began to get to the point, "This move does not have any good intentions. If I kill Princess Anren, I will force her to rebel. Without changing the hostage, I will not be able to appease the hearts of the princes in the world..."
He killed Emperor Chongming, the Crown Prince, and King Yong...
On the surface, there is already a blood feud with the royal family.
If he did not kill Princess Anren, some people would certainly think that he was benevolent and did not kill the female prostitutes, or that he had benevolent thoughts and did not kill all the previous dynasties, but more people would probably think that he was afraid of the cavalry outside the pass in Zhenbei Palace.
As for the Prince of Zhenbei sending his daughter-in-law to Beijing, it seems cowardly, but in the eyes of everyone, this is a political marriage. Now that the previous dynasty has been destroyed, there is no need for the Prince of Zhenbei to bring trouble on himself...
One sentence.
With the death of Emperor Chongming and his direct prince.
The previous dynasty has lost its deer, and the whole world can chase it away together.
It's just that the Siming Mountain Rebel Army that destroyed Fengxi State Sheji was the most powerful among these forces and occupied the largest territory. In addition, they personally attacked and destroyed the previous dynasty, so they should inherit the unification...
Of course, if someone wants to restore the previous dynasty and support the descendants of the Song family to establish a small court, that is a different matter.
King Li Liang of Zhenbei sent Princess Anren to Shenjing as a hostage, which was a test of Xu Xing and his power in Siming Mountain.
Once you make a wrong move or make a wrong move, you will lose your political advantage.
The opportunity to defeat the previous dynasty and establish a new unification was lost!
"Li Liang, King of Zhenbei, was able to guard the border for decades without losing his favor..."
"You have a heart as thick as a fox, don't take it lightly."
Changji couldn't help but remind him.
He was once a border general and served for a period of time under the command of Zhenbei King Li Liang, and was considered a general. Compared with other generals of the Siming Mountain Rebel Army, he was more familiar with Li Liang's sophistication.
"Be patient for a while."
"We cannot force Li Liang to rebel or give him a reason to rebel."
Xu Xing planned to take a step back.
Fighting for the dragon is similar to Yiqi. If you are too competitive to win, you will lose the whole game. Taking a step back may seem like losing face, but in fact, you will win the whole game.
"Ming Gong Sheng Ming..."
Gongyang Yi praised: "To deal with the Zhenbei King's forces, we need to be gentle first, stabilize him, and let the Tatars outside the pass contain him, so as not to cause chaos. I'm afraid Li Liang is too old to die this time.
Before he dies, he will fight for the dragon once. If he succeeds, his Li family will enjoy the country for generations. If he fails, it will be better than waiting to die at the border..."
"We treat him with tenderness. He has a heart like a fox, not a wolf or a tiger, so he will not dare to risk everything."
He made supplements to Xu Xing's general outline.
The smart people in the world have deduced and predicted the future situation.
The same goes for King Zhenbei.
Going south to fight for the dragon will inevitably expose the cavalry outside the Pass to enemies from both sides. Therefore, in order to reassure the soldiers, he must have a great hatred.
This great hatred is to kill parents and daughters-in-law...
In order to retaliate against his own coach Qiu Yu, the cavalry from outside the Pass can be mobilized to go south and have a chance to compete.
Otherwise, if you go out without a righteous name, your troops will be uneasy at first.
"Mr. Gongyang is right..."
"Li Liang is old. He seems to be brave, but in fact he has been timid for a long time."
Xu Xing nodded and agreed with Gong Yangyi's view.
Regardless of whether Li Liang had the courage to fight and fight for the bloody courage of the world, at least on the surface, he had to say this so as not to undermine the confidence of his generals.
"Send me the king's order..."
"I have a close friendship with the King of Zhenbei, and I deeply admire him as the hero of today."
"There is no need to talk about the hostages anymore."
"Send Princess Anren and Prince Zhenbei's parents out of Shenjing to the border."
Xu Xing agreed.
He is just a princess from the former dynasty, but he still doesn't care.
Nowadays, the Taizu of Fengxi Kingdom, Song Dao, is still alive..., and it is useless to rush to kill Song Ainao...
If he had the opportunity, he would not be merciful in killing the weeds and eradicating the roots, just like he did to the Crown Prince and King Yong.
On the contrary, Princess Anren of Song Dynasty was not killed at this time, but she and Li Liang's parents were sent to the border and to the Zhenbei Palace.
You can use the public opinion of the world to lift the King of Zhenbei to the elevated level...,
Once you become a hero,
It will be difficult for Li Liang to think about it in the future.
"A good policy for the public good..."
Gong Yangyi once again admired Xu Xing.
Even though everyone in the world knows that the hostages are in Beijing, it is of little use when the out-of-town generals are truly rebellious. But who can really make up their mind to send the hostages away?
And sending away Princess Anren, Li Liang’s parents...,
Leave no one behind!
Who can say that Xu Xing is afraid of King Zhenbei's 100,000 Guanxi cavalry?