Grandma Yuan checked her pulse and found that although Leng Fengqing's body was weak, there was no big problem. As for the dizziness, it was because the calming soup she drank the night before was too heavy. Her weak foundation could not bear it for a while, but she was used to it anyway.
As a martial artist, if you take a short rest, there will be no serious problems.
The next day, Emperor Yu Wenhao issued an order to ask his consort Leng Si to take people to congratulate Yan Zhiyu, the lord of Fengdu City, on his birthday.
They don't have many men and horses, but their background is scary.
The Lenglang Clan came out in full force, the Red Plum Clan came out in full force, the Black Shadow Guards and the Lightning Guards came out in full force, the first team of the Ghost Shadow Guards came out in full force, and the second team stayed behind in the capital. As for the good generals, they include Lu Yuan, Xiao Hongchen and his wife, Xu Yi
, Gu Si, Ruitian, Rong Yue, Rude, Su Laobiao, etc.
Prince Anfeng and his wife rushed to Fengdu City with Golden Tiger, Snow Wolf’s, and Gray Wolf’s trained by Fourth Master.
Behind the large team, Mr. Hongye led the monkey, and the Sword Demon carried a long sword on his back, slowly following behind.
In recent years, Fengdu City has paid less and less tribute to the imperial court. Some of them have been in a corner, with the attitude of occupying the land as the king. Suddenly, when his birthday was approaching, he was surprised that the imperial court sent a team of people led by the consort to congratulate him on his birthday. He was naturally vigilant.
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But I sent someone to check and found no sign of a large army moving. I only brought some reckless people with me. I was relieved that they were really malicious and it was just a small fight. If they were malicious, it would be easier for them to enter Fengdu City than to get out.
Okay, isn't it just a matter of catching the turtle in the urn?
But he was still quite wary of Prince Anfeng and his wife, so he immediately ordered Fengdu City to be on alert, with a large army to guard the city, and all generals to be on standby.
Fortunately, over the years, he had made many friends in Fengdu City, and there were not a few martial arts masters who came to celebrate his birthday.
Although the tributes have decreased over the years, the imperial court was too busy to take care of itself and did not blame him. It did not even issue an imperial edict to accuse him. He became more and more domineering, thinking that Fengdu City was already powerful enough and the imperial court should be somewhat afraid of him.
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Now what will happen to the shrimp soldiers and crab generals brought by Prince Anfeng?
Although he didn't take these people seriously, he was worried about another thing.
That is the tomb of the Tianshu family.
These souls who have been dead for thirty-six years still seem to linger around. No matter what major events happen in Fengdu City, there are always people who remember the Tianshu family in those days, saying that they have prophetic talents and the ability to defy the will of heaven and change their fate.
Yes, God predicts that the people of the aristocratic family are not so highly praised when they are alive, but after they die, the people regard them as gods.
Thirty-six years have passed. Many people who met the Tiansuan family died in those years, but he could not let the Tiansuan family have such a high reputation in Fengdu City. At this time, he wanted to uproot the Tiansuan family.
It's time.
Mr. Wu and the master both said that now he can act arbitrarily and solve Su Rushuang's troubles, but this is not his intention. He no longer cares whether Su Rushuang suffers pain or torture. He only needs to consolidate power and centralize his rule.
The will of the people destroyed the dregs of the Tiansuan family's proposal to remain aloof from the world. He wanted to choose the right moment to declare war on the imperial court and gain independence from Fengdu City.
Before planning to burn the tomb, Mr. Wu suddenly fell ill and asked people to ask him to come over.
Mr. Wu was his mentor and good minister. He was concerned about Mr. Wu's condition and brought famous doctors in the city to treat Mr. Wu.
However, after being ill for a few days, Mr. Wu almost lost his appearance and became so thin that his cheeks were sunken deeply. Yan Zhiyu was shocked, "What kind of disease is this?"
How could it be so serious?"
Mr. Wu said weakly: "My stomach hurts. Apart from drinking water and eating a little gruel, it hurts so much when I eat anything. I'm afraid I won't survive."
Yan Zhiyu knew that he had stomach problems early on, so he asked a doctor to diagnose and treat him on the spot, but Mr. Wu said no.
He pushed away the people around him and held on to Yan Zhiyu's hand, with a persistent light in his eyes. "City Lord, I am no longer useful. I have a few words that I want to tell you. You must keep them in mind."
Yan Zhiyu said: "Teacher, if you have anything to say, just say it."
Mr. Wu sighed, "After the old man left, the city lord could no longer be tough on the court. The old man knew that the city lord had ambitions to dominate. Unfortunately, the emperor of the Northern Tang Dynasty changed hands. Yu Wenhao was a military general and was good at using troops. After he ascended the throne, he returned from all over the world and had power.
, Fengdu City is not enough to oppose the imperial court."
Mr. Wu had said these words no less than ten times. Yan Zhiyu was already very impatient, with a stern look on his face, and said sullenly: "Teacher, you have become too weak. This was once our common goal."
Mr. Wu took a breath. Yes, this was his goal, but that was him when he was young and in his prime. When he entered his old age, his ideas began to change.
He still had ambition, but he was powerless. Old age and illness had destroyed his will.
He said solemnly: "City Lord, time has not waited for me. We have missed the best opportunity and the people who can help. There is one sentence that I have always wanted to ask you. If you could do it all over again, would you do it again?
Kill Leng Fengqing and the people from the Tianshu family?
If the Heavenly Family were still here, our hegemony would have been established long ago."
Yan Zhiyu pursed his lips tightly and slowly stretched out his hand to press the gray temples. The excessive whites of his eyes gave people a cold and violent feeling. He asked himself this question a thousand times in his heart. If it happened again, what would he do?
Kill Leng Fengqing?
He didn't want to answer this question, he didn't want to answer it, but in fact, he already had the answer in his heart.
Su Rushuang can't even compare to Leng Fengqing's hair.
He wanted to vomit now when he saw Su Rushuang's face.
Hearing her screams of pain every month, he wanted to kill her so that his ears could be clean.
But he won't, because he has to explain to himself that in order to save Su Rushuang, he killed so many people from the Tianshu family and Leng Fengqing and the child in her belly. He could not kill Su Rushuang again, otherwise
, everything he does will be meaningless.
"City Lord?"
Mr. Wu asks again.
Yan Zhiyu lowered his cold eyes, "No, I don't regret it, I will never regret it!"
"No regrets?"
Mr. Wu murmured, "But it would be great if they didn't die."
Yan Zhiyu interrupted him rudely, "Even if they don't die, they won't help us. Don't forget that they are loyal to the imperial court."
Mr. Wu smiled sadly, "But at that time, Patriarch Leng was willing to sacrifice everything for you to make them change their stance. It will be just around the corner. It will be better than now."
Yan Zhiyu stood up, his eyes cold and violent, "No need to say anymore, you are old and confused, just keep it up, our great cause will eventually be achieved!"
After he finished speaking, he turned around.
Behind him, Mr. Wu's regretful and sad words came, "If you could have had any feelings for Patriarch Leng at that time, maybe the whole situation would have been different. And the child that Patriarch Leng is carrying has the blood of the Leng family.
The young master is more outstanding than today. Fengdu City is no longer what it is today. I feel most regretful for this old man. He should have been my heir apparent in Fengdu City. It is a pity, a pity."
Yan Zhiyu strode out, his mouth curled into a vortex, and his anger became even worse.
He has always only used Leng Fengqing and could not have any feelings for him. That stupid woman is not worth it.
Only by wiping out the Tianshu family can Fengdu City be as prosperous as it is today! Otherwise, Fengdu City would still be a watchdog in the Northern Tang Dynasty! As for that child... Yan Zhiyu's eyes burst out with a cold light.