In the Imperial Court of Zhao Song Dynasty, in Zhao Menglan's palace, the doctors were kneeling outside and trembling with fear.
In front of the bed, General Zhao Fenghua and Left General Long Wenxing stood with their hands hanging down.
When the palace maid fed her two bowls of ginseng soup, Zhao Menglan's frightened eyes finally slowly opened.
But when he opened his eyes, he saw the general Zhao Fenghua and the left general Long Wenxing, and he couldn't help but a wave of worrying things came to his mind again.
"Uncle, my body is weak and I am only in the spiritual realm. Now I am bedridden and I have to rely on my uncle to take charge of the overall situation."
After a long time, Zhao Menglan, whose eyes turned a little white, suddenly said softly to Zhao Fenghua.
"Your Majesty, you are still young, so don't think too much." Upon hearing this, Zhao Fenghua and Long Wenxing were so frightened that they immediately knelt on the ground, trembling a little.
Zhao Menglan waved her hands weakly and said: "Uncle, I am Prince Zhaosong. He should work hard for the country. The three generals from all directions sacrificed their lives for the country and died on the battlefield. They are loyal warriors of our Zhaosong Empire. You go and thank them on my behalf."
Family members, give him a grand burial."
When Zhao Fenghua heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the small beads of sweat on his head, and said respectfully: "I obey the order!"
"Also, remember to give way to the Ministry of Rites and give them posthumous titles!" Looking at Zhao Fenghua who turned to leave, King Zhao Menglan gave another weak instruction.
"According to the order." Zhao Fenghua, holding Long Wenxing with one arm, turned around and said respectfully.
"All of you, please step aside. I want to be quiet for a while."
On the spacious bed, Zhao Menglan's voice came out weakly.
"Yes!" Many palace maids obeyed the orders softly, slowly retreated, and carefully and softly closed the copper-clad wooden door of the palace for King Zhao Menglan.
When everyone exited the room, Zhao Menglan slowly stood up, walked to the window with her weak body, looked at the dancing Zhao Fenghua and Long Wenxing through the window grilles on the attic window sill, and couldn't help but say:
A long sigh.
"The country has no pillars, the people's support is against them, and the Ming Palace in Chang'an is in vain. I, Zhao, will surrender the empire, I'm afraid..."
In front of the window sill, the king Zhao Menglan, with a sad face, was alone, muttering to himself in a lonely and sad voice.
"I'm afraid that all this has not changed just now. This kind of crisis should have occurred as soon as your Zhaosong Empire was established."
Suddenly, a voice came from behind the monarch.
Zhao Menglan slowly turned around and saw a young man in green clothes with a long beard and an oval face with small eyes and a flat nose. Behind him was a man in golden battle armor with an oval face that was slightly yellow like bronze and a pair of beautiful eyes.
Revealing endless indifference and arrogance.
Not only that, behind the two of them, there was also a crane with golden wings. This crane seemed to be extremely intelligent and was tilting its little head and looking at them curiously.
"You must be Xin Xiaoqi, you are indeed extraordinary!" The monarch, Zhao Menglan, showed no fear or panic as she slowly said to Xin Xiaoqi.
Xin Xiaoqi was stunned and said with some surprise: "Oh, I didn't expect that you, the king, are quite good. You recognized me at a glance."
Looking at the beautiful Athena, even the king Zhao Menglan took a few more longing glances and said slowly: "Because, I have seen your portrait, but I don't know what you want when you enter my palace.
thing?"
"Hiccup," Xianhe Miaomiao couldn't help but murmured twice in amusement upon hearing this.
Xin Xiaoqi was a little speechless. After touching his flat nose, he looked at Zhao Menglan and said: "Your prince, Zhao Fenghua, mortgaged all the treasury to me. I am here to collect the debt."
As soon as the voice fell, Xin Xiaoqi took out a blue cloth strip from his arms and handed it to Zhao Menglan.
Zhao Menglan glanced at the exposed cloth, Zhao Fenghua signed it, and smiled bitterly.
"No need to look, I know that he can do it, but I really don't know if he can leave a few percent for me, Zhao Song. This is all the painstaking accumulation of ancestors over the generations."
"No." Before Xin Xiaoqi could speak, Athena's cold voice had already sounded.
Zhao Menglan was speechless when she heard this. She slowly turned around and sat on the golden bed, melancholy and said: "Then, do you want the jade seal?"
Just when Zhao Menglan said these words, Xin Xiaoqi suddenly discovered that Zhao Menglan, whose fate was originally dark and gray, suddenly had a few rays of green, and how could his fate change with just one sentence.
"Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect that this jade seal would be given away as soon as you said it would be given out." Xin Xiaoqi said with some sigh.
When Zhao Menglan heard this, her face looked miserable.
"My grandpa, the emperor, received advice from an expert and said that he was sent by Zhao to build the country according to Li Tang, but he had many causes and effects of Li Tang. Because Li Tang... so, the expert once pointed out that we, Zhao
I sent it to the emperors of all dynasties, but they suffered backlash and their lives were short-lived."
"And I, in my mere twenty years of good life, have only been in the spiritual realm and can no longer ascend. This body is also declining day by day. Therefore, I know in my heart that I am afraid that I have been suppressed by the backlash of fate. I am not going to die soon.
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Xin Xiaoqi watched silently, Zhao Menglan of the Zhao Song Empire, nodded slightly and said: "This master, you are right, you Zhao Song was indeed suppressed by a force. Originally, your fate was completely gray."
"However, just when you were willing to hand over the jade seal without hesitation, the situation improved. It seems that you will not die!"
When Zhao Menglan heard this, she stood up suddenly, grabbed Xin Xiaoqi's right hand excitedly, and asked in disbelief: "Is this true?"
Xin Xiaoqi chuckled and waved his hand, but Zhao Menglan discovered in the bronze mirror that there were black and gray auras in his body, but there was also a thick green light appearing.
"Is this the magic of destiny, or the rules of destiny? Or the avenue of destiny? Although I have read about it in books, I have never seen it before. Xin Xiaoqi, you are indeed extraordinary."
"You'd better keep the jade seal for now. I'll go to your treasury to take a look. If there is another emperor or something, we'll talk about it later." Xin Xiaoqi, however, was extremely interested in the treasury sent by Zhao, but had no interest in the jade seal.
lack.
Zhao Menglan, with more than a hundred fiery red soldiers, slowly opened the treasury.
It is more like a huge palace than a treasury.
"In the white door in front are the household registration and tax records of the world. However, in the world today, only Chang'an Mingfu is left. The household registration is also very few."
The old basement guard slowly opened the white door, mumbling something authentic as if he was telling Zhao Menglan on purpose.
Xin Xiaoqi took a look, and sure enough, it was full of bamboo slips and nothing interesting.
"Inside this blue door is the alchemy room, which contains thirteen nine-aperture Yuan-gathering pills, nine-turn shape-gathering pills, and two hundred thousand three-yuan and five-yun divine pills in the realm of creation."
Xin Xiaoqi was stunned and asked curiously: "Why are there so few elixirs in this realm of creation?"
"If there are more, I, Zhao Shou Empire, will not only have three strong men of creation." Zhao Menglan said in a somewhat hissing tone.
Xin Xiaoqi heard this and thought the same way. There were not many divine cultivators in the realm of creation, so these thirteen were estimated to be very rich.
"Besides the pitch-black gate, there are one hundred thousand heaven-level top-grade spiritual weapons and one hundred thousand red armors."
"Well, this is good, this is not bad." Xin Xiaoqi heard that there were 100,000 heaven-level innate spiritual grade soldiers, and he felt happy in his heart.
"In the yellow gate, there are three million low-grade spiritual stones and three thousand medium-grade spiritual stones."
"Well, this is not bad, not bad."
The treasury guard of the Zhaosong Empire did not reply when he said this, and walked silently behind Zhao Menglan.
Xin Xiaoqi was stunned, looked at Zhao Menglan speechlessly, and asked in surprise: "No more?"
On Zhao Menglan's young face, she said with some heartache: "Within that golden gate, there is the artifact of our Zhao Song Empire."
"If you don't say that the artifact is okay, if you say it, he will let it go?" Athena suddenly sneered.
Zhao Menglan's face froze, but Xin Xiaoqi laughed loudly and said: "Yes, I will definitely not let this go."
Zhao Menglan had no choice but to open the golden door of the treasury, and saw in the middle of the treasury, enshrined, a large bow as black as a fire stick, a bronze bell covered in golden light, and a sword radiating cold light.
"The treasure of the day after tomorrow in the sky, the bow of the ghost caressing the god, the eight-hundred-year-old bell, the sword of the ages."
"Haha, the Houtian Lingbao, although the grade is a bit low, it is not bad, not bad!"
Zhao Menglan looked at all this and said incredulously: "These artifacts don't exclude you."
However, before Xin Xiaoqi could say anything, he saw the gray-haired treasurer yelling angrily: "Your Majesty, are you going to give all these treasures to this young man?"