That knife is often carried by people in Jinzhou, because there are many wild animals in Jinzhou, which are often hunted and eaten, and can be used to cut meat; because Jinzhou is prosperous and has picturesque scenery everywhere, it can be used to dig mountain roads, and this knife can be used to cut meat.
He put the flower branch in his mouth and bit it, and now, this knife has gone through troubled times, and even killed victims who were driven crazy by hunger.
Now held in the hands of the seventh prince, it pierced through the layers of splendid clothes and penetrated straight into the emperor's chest.
The seventh prince's eyes were scarlet, and before his eyes flashed the image of his father playing with him when he was young. At that time, he was still young, riding on his father's shoulders, dancing with a wooden sword, saying that he wanted to become the world's great master.
Heroes, great heroes, don't be emperors, be generals, now they all disappear.
As determined as he was, his face was also full of tears.
His short sword pierced the emperor's chest directly and came out from behind.
Within three steps, the leader of the military strategist was already the most decisive and powerful man in the world. Even if the Taoist master was collided at such a close range, it would only be a dead end. Then his luck changed drastically, which represented the qi of the fierce tiger in the military strategist.
It suddenly burst into flames, and then naturally collapsed after several long and mournful screams.
Killing his father with his son and killing his king with his ministers, even if they were unsuccessful, they still encountered a violent backlash from the very essence of human nature.
All of his human destiny disappeared in an instant.
The seventh prince was stunned. He seemed to have noticed something. He wanted to say something. He spat out blood from his mouth, and then fell down on his back. The eunuchs and imperial guards outside heard the movement, and when they rushed in, they saw this extremely impactful scene.
The seventh prince fell to the ground, a tattered knife spinning on the light white jade ground and fell silent. The saint sat on the ground with his chest covered, his face turned pale.
All the eunuchs and the imperial guards turned pale for a moment, and their brains were at a loss for a while. They didn't know anything. The emperor covered the wound, waved his hand, and said in a slow tone: "...Old Seventh was fascinated by the demon clan.
Technique to control it.”
"Take him down and lock him in Guantian Palace, and let him calm down."
"promise!"
"As the New Year approaches and the people begin to change, if something like this happens, it is inevitable that people will be upset."
"This matter will be handled in secret."
"yes……"
"Back off."
So the emperor was the only one left in the side hall. He took out the elixir and drank it. His pale face stopped slightly, but in the empty hall, footsteps came again.
The proud and calm emperor's expression changed slightly, and he just knelt down on the ground, turned around, and kowtowed.
"That doesn't have to be the case. You've done a good job."
The voice was calm and calm, but with a touch of indifference. A man wearing ordinary white clothes walked out. He was barefoot and had a wooden hairpin. His eyes were calm, but he also looked like an emperor. He said lightly: "You also performed very well, but it's a pity that
There are some mistakes, and the real emperor will not explain them to others."
The 'emperor' kowtowed and bowed again, confessing his guilt.
The emperor in white clothes said calmly: "However, it's just a prison sentence. It seems that you have been too involved in being my substitute over the years. Do you still want to leave him a way out in the end?"
"Do you really think you are his father?"
So the 'emperor' who had been stabbed looked pale, with majestic features, but there was a faint look of pleading.
The man in white said calmly:
"It's just that the temperament of my seventh son is still the same as before."
"Being able to make such a decision can actually satisfy his military ambitions. It is a good thing that he can bear this sword."
"If he didn't stab him with this sword, how could he achieve hegemony and truly be called the [leader of the military situation]?"
"It's only now that this chess piece has been truly made."
He walked to the door of the main hall, looked peacefully into the distance, held a handful of grain in his hand, opened his hand, and birds fell down one by one and pecked in his palm. His eyes were calm, and he was obviously just wearing white clothes.
, but like a fierce general wearing armor with thousands of troops behind him, he said to himself:
"I have no involvement in the affairs of Jinzhou. I just want to see how many people can be caught..."
"The world only knows the military situation."
"Who knows my military strategy?"
"It's just three million people."
"However, your 'defense' just now was so affectionate. How much of your struggle when you were facing the highest position of power was an act, and how much of it came from your sincerity?"
When he turned to leave, he said calmly: "You can commit suicide."
The 'Emperor' looked pale, and after kowtowing, he took out a pill, which glowed brightly, and swallowed it into his belly. A look of pain appeared on his face. In an instant, it burned up naturally, turned into flying ashes, and ceased to exist.
After a while, the hall was cleaned, the tables were placed, and the files were spread out. There was another emperor, who was in high spirits, as if he had never been injured, sitting there, looking through the files.
………………
Day and night rotate, and it is night in the bustling capital city.
When the last watch of the day was played, the military spy opened his eyes, stood up suddenly, and strode out, he saw the two maids still waiting, so he said in a deep voice: "I dare to ask you two
, His Highness has not returned today?”
The plump and graceful one among them replied: "It's not returned. General, this is..."
The secret military agent's expression changed slightly.
As he was about to go out, two maids blocked the way and said: "His Royal Highness asked you to wait."
When the two of them took action, they both showed quite superb methods, and they had a hint of Taoist energy. It was obvious that these two maids also had extraordinary backgrounds, but at such a close range, they were captured by the military spy in just a moment.
, his tone was indifferent and did not waver, and he said: "What His Highness said yesterday was, [wait for him to come back today]."
"His Royal Highness did not return yesterday, so things have changed."
Putting down the arms of the two women, the military agent ran out quickly, following his special sense of the sword, and found the old man and the young man today. The old man was stroking the sword, and he was filled with doubts in his heart.
, then he felt a movement of his wrist, and the sword roared in its sheath.
The military spy had arrived, and the sword naturally flew out and fell into his hand.
A unique charm of the military strategist, along with the brief instructions left by the seventh prince, fell into the mind of the military strategist.
The secret military agent comforted the young and old, and then asked about what happened today. After listening, he asked the child where the Seventh Prince had gone today, and there was a strong and clear emotion on his face.
Wu Bo said simply and neatly: "You come with me."
He took the old man and the young man directly to the Fourth Prince's Mansion which was very far away. He then knocked on the door. The Fourth Prince asked him to come in even before he went to bed. When he saw him, the Fourth Prince asked him to come in.
The prince was still energetic, his clothes were intact, and it was obvious that he was not ready to sleep.
"You are a military spy, what are you doing here?"
The military spy cupped his hands and said: "On the order of His Highness the Seventh, I have come to join His Highness the Fourth."
The fourth prince's expression did not change, he just took a deep look at the military spy, and then said slowly: "Design? Some people said that Lao Qi suddenly entered the palace today and has not come out yet. It seems that you know something and will take care of you today."
Tell me everything."
The spy told the truth and raised the sword that contained the charm of the Seventh Prince.
The emotions on the fourth prince's face fluctuated several times, and he gritted his teeth and said: "He knows what happened in Jinzhou..."
The secret agent replied: "Yes, Your Highness knows today that there is another old father and young daughter from Jinzhou. Your Highness has made a decision from them. He is worried that after taking action himself, the emperor will retaliate and eliminate these two people. With the power of the emperor, he only needs to
With just one look, they will die silently. What His Highness means is that in this world, only the fourth prince can take them in."
The fourth prince said: "What a big hat..."
The secret agent was silent for a moment, then cupped his hands and said, "His Royal Highness once said that the prince has great ambitions but few talents."
"Although I have the ambition to flog the world, I still want to help the inner world."
"But it's incompetent."
"It would be foolish to hand over the war to him."
"If anything happens to him, the military will be in the hands of His Highness the Fourth Highness for the time being."
The fourth prince's pupils shrank slightly, knowing that he already had close relationships with many civil servants from aristocratic families. If he had good relationships with military commanders and nobles, it would be equivalent to having the support of the civil and military ministers. By that time, although he was not a prince, he already had the potential of a prince.
Weather, this is a great temptation.
Today's saints usually like to weigh things the most.
In order to balance himself, the seventh prince would not die.
Because the Seventh Prince does not die, he will naturally be the leader of the military strategists. Many martial artists will only hope that he will come out alive. Once the Seventh Prince, the leader of the military strategists, dies, then there will be changes in the military strategists in the world and the cavalry at the border. Under the mourning soldiers, they will definitely follow
The seventh prince's final order is to serve the fourth prince.
This is a very dangerous matter and a very hot potato.
But the seventh prince was also convinced that the fourth prince would never be able to resist such a temptation.
The fourth prince, who was wearing a long robe and had always been known for his simplicity and elegance, was quiet for a long time and said:
"As expected of the leader of the military strategist, everyone in the world has misjudged me as my younger brother."
"It doesn't matter, I will take care of you."
"Let's take the grandfather and grandson down and have a good night's rest first."
The military spies bowed and then retreated.
The fourth prince Li Hui stroked this priceless sword with his palm and suddenly laughed at himself: "Lao Qi has a strong and decisive personality, which is different from mine. Sometimes I really envy him. I knew these things three years ago, but...
I just assessed the situation and knew that I was definitely no match for my father."
"I told myself that I would find out the truth one day, but now I will hide in secret."
He put the sword on the table and laughed at himself:
"But is this statement true, or is it just deceiving my own conscience, so that I can feel at ease without having to confront my father and be the fourth prince with a world-famous literary reputation?"
"Every time I see what my eldest brother has done, I see people in Jinzhou being displaced."
"As long as you tell yourself in your heart that what you are doing is for the overall situation, just hide your edge for the time being. Only when you see my brother today do you realize what the difference between what I am doing is and running away?"
"All these years, I have been hiding my edge in order to find out the truth."
"It's better to hide your edge, cultivate your wings, and then find out the truth."
"One is targeted, and the other is just to comfort myself. I can't tell the difference anymore."
He pressed the sword with his palm, closed his eyes and was silent for a long time, muttering to himself: "Lao Qi has a direct character. After knowing such information, after several struggles in his heart, he will inevitably choose to die together. Within three steps, the leader of the military strategist will be violent."
Even if you try hard, there is a certain possibility of success..."
"If he really killed the saint, given his character, he would definitely kill himself."
"Kill the thief for the sake of the world, and then kill yourself for killing your father. The world comes first, then me."
"Like a cavalry charge, there is no retreat from the beginning."
"If he has never been able to kill the saint, then I will be my backup to protect him from being killed secretly."
"With this plan, you can directly drag me into the water."
"The military situation, the sixteen-year-old leader..."
It seemed that this was the first day that the fourth prince met this younger brother who had gone to the border seven years ago. Looking outside, it was bright today, the moon was like water, but it was a stable and peaceful day, without any disturbance caused by the assassination of the emperor.
, there was no sound of drums to wake up the people of the city, the fourth prince said:
"Now, it seems that Lao Qi has failed after all. He failed to kill the saint, but the saint temporarily imprisoned him because the leader of the military strategists and the commander-in-chief of the border could not move lightly."
The fourth prince breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he found that a trace of regret arose in his heart.
It's a pity that my brother never killed his father.
It is a pity that the younger brother, who is bound to be a world famous general, did not commit suicide.
I was horrified!
Subconsciously holding the sword, there was a clang of the long sword. The fourth prince's eyes were deep and he looked at the sky outside. He suddenly thought of the experiences of his father and uncle, and of the history books soaked in blood. Cold sweat broke out all over his back.
The clothes were stained, and I didn't say a word for a long time.
The three hundred and sixty squares in the capital are all extremely prosperous, and there are people who watch the clock.
It's bitter cold in winter, so we meet each other and take a sip of wine to keep out the cold. They say that the sky is dry and things are dry, so be careful about burning candles.
But said——
Another peaceful night!
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"Ah... comfortable, comfortable..."
Yue Shiru stretched and yawned as he walked out of the Yang Yang Temple. He felt that although he had slept in that luxurious place for a while and the soft bed was so comfortable, for him, it was still a living place.
This is the most comfortable place in the Taoist temple. I immediately took a shower and went to see the old Taoist master.
The old Taoist priest was sitting there.
The little Taoist priest Mingxin coughed and sat on one side holding the three yellow chickens, also sitting upright.
Yue Shiru smiled bitterly and just saluted, "I've met my uncle Taishi."
Then he looked at the serious young Taoist with his chest raised and his head raised, and he just cupped his hands and said:
"I've met my great-uncle."
So the little Taoist smiled happily and said: "Okay, okay!"
"Ahem, I mean, ah, Pindao said, Pindao said, my little disciple is so good."
"I'll kill a chicken and make soup for you later."
So the three-yellow chicken in the little Taoist's arms stagnated, turned its head, stared at the little Taoist with big eyes, fluttered its wings, and ran away again. When the little Taoist saw the appearance, he jumped up anxiously and rushed over and said: "Ah,
You, don’t run away, don’t eat, don’t eat!”
"Come back!"
Yue Shiru looked at his little uncle, feeling extremely helpless.
Having previously expressed their intention to come, a pair of ancestors’ pedigrees have found out that the calf is complete. Although the Lianyang Guan lineage is small, it is directly passed down from the Chunyang Patriarch. The seniority is ridiculously high. It is his own real person who came to see this little Taoist priest.
Maybe I have to call him Junior Brother, and when I see this old Taoist priest who is gifted with talent, I have to call him Uncle Senior.
The old Taoist smiled and said: "Don't worry about him, he is still childish."
Yue Shi Confucianism: "The innocent heart is actually the seed of cultivation."
"Speaking of which, my uncle said last night that there is another person in the Sutra Pavilion next to here. Why hasn't he come back today?"
The old Taoist was stroking his beard, and his expression was extremely calm. He had the demeanor of an outsider. However, the little Taoist behind him who was chasing the three yellow chickens and shouting at him was really a bit corrupted, so he had to say: "He is just waiting for me."
He was in the Lianyang Temple, but now he has been away for a long time, and I don’t know what his training is."
"I don't know why you are here, Shiru?"
"Ah, my disciples are here under the orders of their ancestors."
Yue Shiru smiled and said: "There is a sword on our Daozong mountain called Chunyang Sword. The master of my Chunyang Sword is Senior Sister Cui Yuanzhen, who is a born immortal. In this Yang Yang Temple, it is in the name of Yang Yang.
To sharpen the fierceness of this fierce sword, the world seems to be undergoing great changes. The founder felt this, so he ordered his disciples to come and get this sword."
"Then we will find the owner of this sword."
"Oh? How do I get the sword?"
"The Patriarch naturally gave me the magic weapon."
Yue Shiru took out a white jade hook and said with a smile: "This thing was originally used by the ancestor to hang this sword. Everything has its own nature, and one thing will bring down another. Although the fierce character of this sword is powerful, it cannot escape this thing.
, I just hold this object and call it, it will be like the ancestor came here to call me personally, this sword will come back honestly."
He cupped his hands and said, "Please return the sword."
The sword was hanging downstairs, but there was no response.
Yue Shiru was startled, then bowed again: "Please return the sword!"
The sword only roared but did not move, as if it was mocking. Yue Shiru frowned slightly, bit his finger and spilled blood to stimulate the spirit of the treasure. Holding the treasure and following the instructions of the real person, the voice of the Patriarch Xue scolded:
"Stubborn, come back!!!"
This sword was so fierce that it roared endlessly. It flew out from its sheath without losing its ferocity and struck down directly. The light of the sword was so fierce that Yue Shiru's pupils shrank. He never thought that this sword, which had been refined for hundreds of years, could still be so domineering.
.
I want to avoid it, but I can't. My face is pale, just waiting for death.
But a hand stretched out from the side and flicked his fingers.
The sword immediately stopped, roared, and returned to the scabbard.
Extremely honest.
The wind stirred up the dust, and the sound of wind chimes kept ringing under the Taoist temple.
The little Taoist priest who finally caught the three-yellow chicken fell to the ground, raised his head, and said in surprise: "Ah, Uncle Qi, you are back?!"
Uncle Qi?
Yue Shiru turned around in shock, but he just felt a little chill. The hanging Taoist robe was stained with evil spirits. There were water cloud patterns on the blue Taoist robe, the sword box on the back, and the wooden hairpin on his black hair. His eyes were still calm. He recognized the young Taoist, and the latter also recognized the young Taoist.
After leaving him, he raised his right hand to salute, with a calm voice, the world behind him, and the purity in front of him, and said: