Wei Changtian, Liu Zongliang, Ning Yongnian...the three protagonists of tonight's drama hold different goals. They are all confident in what is about to happen, and they are sure that they will be the one with the last laugh.
Nothing has happened yet, so it is too early to draw any conclusions.
But it is foreseeable that this "Shuzhou Rebellion" is the beginning of the great changes that are about to sweep the country, and its results will never be very good.
This is the essence of power struggle.
Extracting benefits from each other and exploiting each other's weaknesses, in the end either one party will be sacrificed or both will suffer.
And as for all the people involved, treated as pawns, or not even worthy of pawns... they will all be the victims of this monstrous battle.
Zeguo Jiangshan entered the war map, how could the people survive and enjoy Qiao Su?
If you don't talk about the matter of making a marquis, one general will make thousands of bones wither.
It sounds sad, but it's not really a heroic thing.
From ancient times to the present, in all walks of life, success is bound to be accompanied by sacrifice.
No one is willing to be a stepping stone for others, so one must step forward resolutely...
Then crush all opponents underfoot.
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At the end of Youshi, after dinner, Wei Changtian and Liang Zhen left Fulu Lane in the same carriage, taking no one else with them except for a few guards.
"Sister Xu, do you want to go to the Poetry Club and watch the excitement?"
After watching the black carriage leave, You Jia asked Xu Qingwan with a smile: "I heard that the Poet Saint will also go!"
"Ah? This..."
Xu Qingwan hesitated.
She was actually not interested in an activity like the Poetry Club, which was all about literati. If it were a martial arts competition, she would probably be more curious.
What's more, Wei Changtian had no intention of taking her with him at all.
"But Changtian didn't..."
"Oh! It would be great if we didn't bother Mr. Wei!"
You Jia took Xu Qingwan's hand and persuaded with a smile: "Let's just watch from a distance for a while. If it's not interesting, we'll come back."
"Sister Xu, just go with me!"
"That...okay then."
Xu Qingwan thought for a moment and nodded helplessly.
A quarter of an hour later.
The two women had already left in the same carriage, and Yang Liushi, who heard the sound of wheels, called Yuan'er into the room.
"Yuan'er, who went out again just now?"
"It's Miss Xu and Miss You."
Yuan'er replied with a smile: "The two girls said they wanted to go to the Poetry Fair to see the excitement, and they just left."
"What?!"
Yangliu Shi suddenly stood up after hearing this: "They also went to the poetry meeting?"
"yes."
Yuan'er looked confused: "Sister Liu Shi, what's wrong?"
"I......"
Yang Liushi couldn't explain to Yuan'er, so she just urged: "Help me prepare the car, I'll call them back!"
"Ah? Yes..."
Yuan'er looked confused. Although she didn't know the specific situation, she didn't ask any more questions. She just answered and wanted to run out of the house.
But then Yang Liushi suddenly stopped her.
"Wait a moment!"
"Yuan'er, they ran to the poetry meeting by themselves... Do you know who suggested it?"
"this......"
Yuan'er thought for a while and replied in a low voice: "It seems that Miss You wants to go..."
"I see."
Yang Liushi pursed her lips thoughtfully, thought for a while and then asked: "Yuan'er, what I asked you just now is okay if you don't tell others, especially don't let Miss You know about it?"
"Okay, I understand..."
Yuan'er blinked her eyes and nodded slightly.
Compared to "newcomer" You Jia, she still trusts Yangliu Shi more.
"Sister Liu Shi, what's wrong with Miss You?"
"Nothing, I must have misunderstood her."
Yang Liushi smiled and shook her head: "Okay, don't think too much, I'm fine here."
"Oh... Do we still need to prepare a car?"
"No need, just go about your business."
"yes......"
Seeing that Yang Liushi didn't say anything, Yuan'er had no choice but to leave the room.
Although she was full of doubts when she came out, she quickly put the matter behind her after talking to Li Suyue.
As for the Yangliu poem...
Although candles were still burning in the embroidery room with red curtains, the room was already empty.
...
At the beginning of Xu Shi, outside Shuzhou City, there was Riyue Lake.
It was already night, but the entire Riyue Lake was brightly lit. Thousands of lanterns covered in oil paper were floating on the lake. Together with the colorful reflections in the water, it gave people a dream-like feeling.
The feeling of the galaxy.
Not to mention the woman dancing with her sleeves in the pavilion in the middle of the lake.
Her long hair was casually tied with a white ribbon, and her pink gauze skirt was fluttering in the wind under the moonlight. Her eyebrows painted with flowers on the other side seemed to have some sadness, but it didn't look like sadness. She looked like a mysterious, pure, and upright person.
Fairy dancing among the stars in the sky.
Fairy Lingbo has dusty socks, and the moon is floating on the water. This scene can only be described as...
Really good at playing.
Sitting cross-legged on a small boat, Wei Changtian looked at the woman, and then at Liang Zhen, who was sitting on the boat next to him, his eyes wide open, and thought that such a luxurious scene was indeed beautiful, but it was also dangerous enough.
Although Riyue Lake is not too big, it is still worth more than a dozen football fields.
This means that in such a large area, except for those invited to participate in the poetry meeting, there is absolutely no place for others to hide.
Unless it's hidden in water.
But hiding under the water in this winter... it's okay for a short time. If it lasts more than an hour, I'm afraid even a third-level martial artist may not be able to endure it.
As a result, most of the assassins arranged by the Liu family could only blend in with the bustling crowd on the shore.
However, these people are not important.
"..."
Glancing calmly at a man in white robe sitting on the other side of the pavilion, Wei Changtian narrowed his eyes slightly.
The leader of Wangyue Sect, Yan Shuyuan.
Wangyue, from this poetic name, it is not difficult to tell the difference between Wangyue Sect and other ordinary Jianghu sects such as "Thunderbolt Sect" and "Golden Sword Gang".
One word - Ya!
He doesn't do much fighting and killing. The whole sect likes to write articles and poems when they have nothing to do. The disciples in the sect don't compete in martial arts, but in poems and songs... That's it.
It is a breath of fresh air among countless sects and sects in the world.
As the head of such a sect, Yan Shuyuan is naturally too "elegant".
After breaking through to the second level, I haven't practiced any more. I spend my whole day traveling around, reciting poems, and having a romantic affair with courtesans from various places.
Eat, drink, have fun and whore.
To put it bluntly, this is simply Wei Changtian's ultimate pursuit.
But if Li Huaizhong didn't lie to himself, then this second-level master who had the same values as himself would be the Liu family's biggest support tonight.
"Pity."
Wei Changtian smacked his lips and looked away, ready to enjoy the dance in the pavilion for a while longer.
But at this moment, the crowd on the shore suddenly burst into a burst of enthusiastic cheers.
Listening to the boiling sound in the night sky, Wei Changtian didn't look back. He only relied on the videos of fans picking up his idol from the airport that he often saw on the Internet in his previous life, and he knew——