Chapter 379 The storm is surging and the world is shaking! (Third update)
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The turbulent winds and clouds on Longyuan Road may be hidden from ordinary people, but ultimately they cannot be hidden from those who are interested.
Zhang Lingfeng suddenly launched an attack, imprisoned his mother, and his nephew wanted to be king Longyuan. In the end, the news spread all over the world under the messengers of eagles, causing a sensation in the world.
Huhu~
The dark golden eagle flew through the sea of clouds like a sharp arrow, crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, flew across a state, and swooped down on a starry night.
Wow!
Here, the vision suddenly becomes brighter.
Thousands of mountain peaks were flattened, and rivers were diverted from the mountains, changed into river courses, and merged into Wanlong Road.
The Great Ming Dynasty is said to have nine paths, but in fact it excludes the Ten Thousand Dragons Path where the center is located.
In fact, Wanlong Dao, which has gathered Zhang Ming's four hundred years of energy and devoured the world's resources, is the real prosperous world.
Wanlong City is truly the number one city in the world.
The heavy bricks of the city wall overflow with the weight of history. Over the past three thousand years, dynasties have changed, but this city has been the unchanging imperial capital of all unified dynasties.
It stretches across the land, and the mountains and rivers in the distance seem small against the background. The eagle flies over, but before it reaches the city, it is forced to take off by a sharp arrow...
On top of the towering city tower, a young man in black iron armor put down his bow and arrow, and golden-eyed eagles soared into the sky. In a short time, they had captured all the eagles.
"There are a total of three hundred and sixty-seven feathered eagles. Only three of them are unmarked. The rest have the marks of each family. There are two more from Qin Tianjian. The golden-eyed eagle does not dare to stop..."
Soon, someone had counted the eagles.
"Kill the unmarked ones and let the rest fly."
The young man gave the order indifferently, and the eagles flew to various districts of the giant city like frightened birds.
Pa da~
It was a warm and generous hand. He flicked a pill with his fingers, unfolded the letter, and glanced at it, his long white eyebrows raised involuntarily.
"Uncle from the old Zhang family really likes to play with his nephew..."
"A 'judge' makes him feel disobedient? Or does Wang Muzhi have a glimpse of the path of the Martial Saint?"
"Xu Wenji is indeed Xu Wenji. He can also think of ways to recruit a son-in-law. It's a pity that a lucky little thing has learned the Undefeated Tiangang and entered the Royal Gate..."
The owner of the voice slowly put on his court clothes, put on his crown, and put on his three-foot beautiful beard.
What is reflected in the bronze mirror is an old man with pink and phoenix eyes. He has a well-proportioned body and a crystal-clear complexion. Although he looks fifty or sixty years old, he does not look old at all.
On the contrary, it adds an indescribable charm, with masculinity and femininity perfectly integrated into his body.
"Who would have thought that a small border official could reach such a height. The world is full of peaches and plums, hey, the world is full of peaches and plums. Mr. Xu, Mr. Xu, hehe~"
He chuckled.
A respectful voice came from outside the door:
"Master Liu, Mr. Yan Chang invites you."
Outside the door, a young man in black knelt on one knee, looking at the black boots that appeared in front of him, his breathing stagnated.
The person in front of me is none other than ‘Liu Jing’, the leader of the Eight Tigers of the two factories. He is the most powerful person under the two governors of the East and West factories.
He has a violent temperament, is moody, and kills people every day. He is a real killer.
"Where is Xu Wenji?"
Liu Jing asked.
"We have arrived at the Dongyue Road. It will take at least eleven months before we can return to the capital. The Lord wants his body to be weak and he will have to go down to practice for a few days..."
"Eleven months is a long time. I sent a letter to urge you, saying that Your Majesty misses me."
Liu Jing nodded and was about to speak when the sound of hurried footsteps came again. Young men in black walked out one after another in no particular order and knelt down on one knee.
"Master Xu Jing, Minister of the Ministry of War, invites you..."
"Master Qin Feibai, Minister of Rites, invites you..."
"Master Han Zhenxian, Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, invites you..."
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More than a dozen men in black knelt down and reported back, and the adults they spoke of included the officials of the six departments and even the deputy ministers of the cabinet.
Liu Jing listened calmly, until he heard the last sentence, his expression changed:
"Master Xue, please come."
There are many important figures in the capital, but there is only one named Xue, and that is the Qintian Supervisor Xue Dilong, who is in charge of the cabinet. He is the master of magical powers and a strong man of luck.
"Master Xue."
Liu Jing frowned and smiled again: "Even Mr. Xue was alarmed. Is there something unusual about the Crown Prince Long Yuan?"
It is normal for the whole court to be in an uproar when it concerns the leader of a group. However, it is not easy to allow Mr. Xue to invite him in the middle of the night.
In addition to his first assistant status, he is the supervisor of Qintian. He is able to win the trust of the emperor who is devoted to Taoism, naturally because of the magical power of luck that he masters.
Could it be that……
"Sir, the car is ready, but you don't know where to go?"
The servants will report.
Liu Jing glanced at the sky and saw that the sun was rising, so he said: "The sun is rising in the east, and the purple energy is coming from the east. Your Majesty must be swallowing the purple energy at the moment, so don't disturb me..."
After pondering for a moment, he fluttered his sleeves and started:
"Forget it, let's go to see Mr. Xue first, and then go to see the saint. After all, it is a royal family matter, so your majesty should have some snacks? Probably..."
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Snapped!
On the high platform, Xing Mu re-photographed, and the storyteller spoke loudly, with a flurry of cadence: "The laws of nature are clear and cannot be falsely accused. Don't use evil for good. If it weren't for Fengxuegu Village Wine, it would have been burned to decay..."
"good!"
On the high platform, the storyteller was busy, but under the high platform, there was only one person sitting, and dozens of people stood behind him to wait on him.
Hearing the cheers, the storyteller trembled and was so frightened that he almost lost his voice.
"Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful!"
Zhang Lingfeng smiled while stroking his hands. When he opened his mouth, even the storyteller holding the tree on the high platform stopped talking and bowed to wait.
"What's so wonderful about it?"
A middle-aged Confucian scholar was a little puzzled.
"The wonderful thing is the change of Teacher Lin! When the temple was burned down, the villagers went to put out the fire, but they lied and lied. They were no longer the honest people they were before.
Then he robbed the villagers of their drinks and got drunk on the roadside, but how could he behave at all?"
Zhang Lingfeng nodded in approval:
"The best thing is to compare before and after, the best thing is to change your character!"
"I see."
The Confucian scholar suddenly seemed stunned.
"It's quite interesting for a storyteller like you to compile such a storybook."
Zhang Lingfeng asked him his name.
"Li, Li Eryi."
There was sweat on Lao Li's forehead and his palms were wet.
It was an unlucky time for him to enter the city. Wang Jingqi was injured and could not escape. His head was cut off on the spot and hung on the city wall. He saw that the situation was not good, but he was still imprisoned.
If this prince hadn't known about him from somewhere, he would probably have died in prison this time.
But even so, he was afraid of this prince to his core...
"Just stay in the mansion from now on."
Zhang Lingfeng took a sip of tea and someone took Li Eryi down.
"Your Majesty..."
At this time, a servant came in a hurry. Zhang Lingfeng took the letter raft, but did not open it. Instead, he looked at the old woman beside him who had never said a word.
Seeing that the mother and son seemed to be talking to each other, everyone tacitly retreated from the backyard, but they were all prepared.
In the past few months, the second son had been assassinated at least dozens of times, including a grandmaster and several deputy commanders of the Longyuan Guard. No one dared to be careless.
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Even though the prince himself has unpredictable Taoist skills.
"What are you thinking about?"
Zhang Lingfeng held the letter in his hand and said in a cold tone: "Are you still thinking of killing me?"
"Second brother, in fact, you follow me and have a weak temper. You are not as paranoid as your third brother, nor are you as decisive as your eldest brother in killing. Even compared to Fengxian, you are not pure..."
The old woman spoke slowly, expressionless:
"You are not a very popular person. I am curious as to how you persuaded Wang Muzhi to risk the disapproval of the world and intervene in the change of the throne."
"It doesn't matter if you don't win the hearts of the people. People's hearts are delicate and difficult to control. I don't have that intention and I don't have the intention. The word "profit" is enough sometimes.
As for weakness..."
Zhang Lingfeng casually shook off the letter raft and frowned suddenly.
"Canghai is dead!"
Hearing this, the old woman's eyes lit up:
"Who is the murderer? 'Yu Fangzhou' or 'Nanshan Ba'?"
"Yang Prison."
Zhang Lingfeng's face was expressionless, and in his heart, information about this person could not help but emerge.
Refugees, beggars, sons of jailers, apprentices of executioners, jailers, government servants, six gate arresters, hundreds of royal guards, the prince's son-in-law...
I couldn't help but feel a little unlucky.
It's as if dog meat is on the table, and it's indescribable disgust and disgust.
"It's him?"
The old woman was surprised at first, then laughed: "You were supposed to have seven of the nine great masters in Longyuan City, but now, there are only six left..."
"So what if there's not one left?"
Zhang Lingfeng moved his fingers, and a black flame rose up, swallowing up the letter: "Xu Wenji's vision is really not bad, and the little brat at the border has finally become a climate..."
"Lao Xu finally handled some personnel matters."
The old woman's brows relaxed and she seemed to be in a good mood.
"Even a loach that jumps out of the pond will never be able to turn into a dragon. At this time, the dragon abyss is in my hands. A mere little loach can be crushed to death at any time."
Zhang Lingfeng's face darkened, and his disgust deepened.
He had never received heartfelt approval from the old woman...
"Who else do you have available?"
The old woman sneered: "Wei Zhengxian, Lin Qitian, and Fang Zhenghao are the three great masters at the border gate, and the two great commanders are Yu Fangzhou and Nanshan Ba in Longyuan Dao!
Given the reactions of other palaces and the impending censure from the imperial court, do you think that you are King Long Yuan because you suddenly rebelled and imprisoned me?"
"How ridiculous!"
"You have calculated it clearly, but unfortunately, you only have Long Yuan Dao in your eyes, but there is more than just Long Yuan Dao in the world. Do you really think that I have no one to rely on?"
Zhang Lingfeng's eyes were dark and filled with unspeakable light:
"What can the imperial court and other princes do? Force me to rebel?"
"If you dare to rebel, I will look down upon you."
The old woman said no more and closed her eyes slightly:
"A 'judge' still wants to judge the world? How ridiculous..."
"After all, you look down on me..."
Zhang Lingfeng leaned back slightly, his lips moved, and turned into a cold laugh: