Chapter 648

"Thank you, I haven't seen you for a while."

Yang Chuannan pressed the knife with his right hand, straightened his back and stood outside the fence with a mellow voice:

"this winter has been particularly hard. I thought Lord Xie would die in the prison, but I didn't expect you to survive."

Xie Lu's head moved. He looked through his disheveled hair and looked at Yang Chuannan outside the fence. His voice was hoarse:

"what are you going to do to persuade me to surrender to the rebellious party?"

Yang Chuannan nodded: "this is the only way out for you. Don't expect the imperial court to save you. The great ministers have been imprisoned for half a year and no one cares. Mr. Xie is a smart man. He should know what it means. "

Xie Lu said slowly:

"Yunzhou has been out of the control of the imperial court. If you're right, Yunzhou officialdom has been under your control since I took office."

Yang Chuannan said with a smile:

"it's not under my control, but under the control of the city master... Since I became the governor of Yunzhou, I have been secretly Cultivating Party members and supporting cronies. It was not until one year ago that the influence of sorcery led by song Changfu was removed that I completely took control of Yunzhou officialdom.

"Now the whole cloud state is under our control, including your life."

The gentry of Yunzhou, the local elite, and the scholar bureaucrat class have all been subordinated to Qianlong city.

Some of them are willing to surrender and have no choice. Some of them are secretly supported by Qianlong city.

The whole Yunzhou, which stretches thousands of miles, can quickly break away from the control of the Dafeng imperial court in a short time. What is shown here is the business heritage of Qianlong city for hundreds of years.

"Mr. Xie is a top two scholar. He has always been an official. Qianlong city needs talents like you. Mr. Xie, good birds choose trees to live in, and good officials choose their masters and children's affairs. "

Yang Chuannan earnestly advised: "Qianlong city is your destination."

Xie Lu said with a smile, "it's a pity."

"What a pity?"

"It's a pity that the seven foot body, empty reading a stomach of sages, can only write, can't kill. It's said that there's no use in everything. I'm a scholar and I don't want to admit it. But now, it's true. " Xie Lu said with regret.

Yang Chuannan's face was slightly cold, and said:

"it's not easy to be in the cold for ten years. Lord Xie, who is a poor family, has the heart to spend most of his life in this position?"

"I can't bear it," said Xie Lu, leaning against the cold wall, looking up again at the sunlight shining in the air hole, and muttering in a hoarse voice:

"but I'm more afraid of being spurned by future generations after thousands of years. Yang, do you know who I admire most? "

Yang Chuannan looked at him coldly.

"It was Zheng Xinghuai, the governor of Chuzhou, who made the readers understand what it means to sacrifice one's life for righteousness."

Xie Lu sneered: "it's all right, what can I say with people like you?"

Yang Chuannan nodded:

"in this case, it won't take much to talk. Lord Xie is seeking benevolence."

He drew out his sword and cut the chain.

Bang!

When the door of the prison was kicked open, Yang Chuannan stepped forward, handed his iron sword forward, stabbed Xie Lu in the chest and nailed him to the wall behind him.

Xie Lu held the blade in both hands and struggled in pain.

His hands were stained with warm blood, and life quickly lost with the blood.

Yang Chuannan said with a smile:

"forget to leave time for Mr. Xie to write a suicide note. If you have anything to say before you die, just open your mouth, or you will never have a chance."

Xie Lu had nothing to say, but he thought of the years when he was young.

At that time, the battle of Shanhaiguan had not started, and the former Emperor had not yet practiced Taoism, so he was in good weather and the country was in peace.

However, everything has changed since the Shanhaiguan campaign. Dafeng's national strength has been weakening day by day. Every year, there are disasters, and they are getting worse year by year.

Xie Lu is a man who has experienced the peaceful and prosperous times. He saw with his own eyes that the country was gradually weakening and growing old.

Like many scholars, he worked hard to save the country and let it return to its peak.

But he couldn't because he was dying.

At the end of his life, Xie Lu said in a fierce voice:

"there will be someone to avenge me. You will die without a burial place."

He stares at Yang Chuannan and laughs at him wantonly.

At the height of laughter, summer stops.

...

in Yunzhou City, they all command the envoys.

Yang Chuannan returns to his residence and strides to his study. He opens the door and sees Ji Xuan, who is looking through the fold.

"Young master! The ceremony is about to begin. Why are you still here? "

Yang Chuannan frowned.

"The number of refugees gathered is less than ten thousand, which is far from meeting the expectation." Ji Xuan put down the fold and asked:

"what's the matter?"

Yang Chuannan said with a bitter smile: "Yang Gong has sealed off the border of Qingzhou, so the refugees can't get through. Unless they cross the mountains or go around the neighboring state, they can reach Yunzhou. This Yang Gong is not easy to deal with. "Ji Xuan nodded.

Yang Chuannan urged: "in half an hour, it will be your Majesty's grand ceremony. As the prince, you can't be absent."

Ji Xuan shook his head: "I won't appear in the grand ceremony. I have my own place."

Qianlong city is a "hiding place" during the dormant period. Now, when my father wants to ascend the throne, he naturally wants to make it public. The ceremony is held in Baidi temple, the central area of Yunzhou city.

Ji Xuan asked, "is that Xie Lu willing to surrender?"

Yang Chuannan shook his head: "I have killed him."

"Kill it."

Ji Xuan a pair of chatting tone, light way: "scholars are most afraid of late life, but also a kind of accomplishment."

...

Baidi temple.

Today, officials from Yunzhou city gathered at the Baidi temple, including officials from Qianlong city. There are many dark figures in the square, civil officials on the left and facial features on the right. In order.

In the drum ensemble, a middle-aged man wearing a bright yellow dragon robe and a flat crown walks slowly out of the Baidi temple.

Generally speaking, the accession of the crown prince is a major event of the country. The ceremony is complicated, especially the alternation of the new and old emperors, which is often accompanied by funerals. Therefore, only the whip is played, not the music.

The new emperor also had to wear filial piety, kneel down and kowtow in front of the spirit of the former Emperor, and perform the sacrificial ceremony in the ancestral temple.

However, these are not applicable to the current situation, so they are omitted.

After the Emperor Huang Pao led a hundred civil and military officials to worship heaven, he stood on the high platform in front of the White Emperor Temple and looked down on the officials with dignity.

A white Warlock of Si Tianjian, standing at the bottom of the side, facing all the officials, unfolded the imperial edict in his hand and said in a loud voice:

"since the rebellion of Wuzong, my ancestors have been hiding in the mountains, bearing humiliation and bearing heavy burdens from generation to generation. I dare not forget the instructions of my ancestors for a moment, and strive to win back the country...

" now Dafeng's imperial court is decadent, and the new monarch is incompetent, so that the people can't live There was a lot of grief. As a descendant of Ji's family, the royal family is orthodox. Apart from grieving, I should rise to the top and turn the tide back......

"today I am the emperor of Yunzhou, and I take the title of" Guangfu ". I hope you will be loyal and help me to seek hegemony together.

"When the state establishes a reserve, the ceremony follows the long line. What is the foundation of the world. Ji Xuan, my legitimate son, is a man of both arts and martial arts. He is the prince of heaven and is in the east palace. "

After reading, the white warlock accepted the Edict and stood aside in silence.

Civil and military officials knelt down and chanted "long live your majesty".

Over the city of Yunzhou, the Yufeng boat floats quietly.

Ji Xuan stood by the side of the boat, listening to the thunder below. Even if he was in the air, he could hear clearly.

The people of Yunzhou city gathered in the streets outside the Baidi temple to watch the ceremony.

For them, it doesn't matter who will be the emperor. The people are always concerned about the word "eat and wear". His father just reduced taxes for three years, which easily won over the people in Yunzhou.

"When is it better not to be promoted?"

The gentle voice suddenly sounded, the clear light rose, and Xu Pingfeng in white appeared in the Yufeng boat.

"Just wait for the national teacher!"

Ji Xuan said with a smile.

Xu Pingfeng nodded slightly, raised his hand and grasped it in the air.

The scattered dragon Qi roared silently and was not willing to be absorbed by him.

With another flick of his fingers, more than a dozen dragon Qi rushed into Ji Xuan's body.

In his eyes, there seemed to be a golden dragon shadow swimming away, shining golden light.

Xu Pingfeng then popped up two invisible and immaterial Qi transports, converging into Ji Xuan's body.

This is Du Nan's and Du fan's qi movement, which he used as his own by means of the second grade Qi trainer.

Of course, personal luck and national luck can't be compared. Ji Xuan can't be promoted to the third grade just by three ways.

That's why I was canonized just now.

The prince of Yunzhou is naturally endowed with good fortune.

Although this spirit is far from being compared with Xu Qi'an, who is responsible for half of Feng's national fortune.

"I can only let the Dragon Qi stay in your body for a quarter of an hour, and get promoted quickly." Xu Pingfeng road.

Even if he is a second class warlock, he can't knead the Dragon Qi. He can only exert influence, and the time is limited.

Ji Xuan took out the box from his arms and opened it with a ray of pure blood light.

The huge breath of life is full of yufengzhou.

Ji Xuan's hand is uncontrollable of tiny tremble, heard in the chest, bang bang crazy jump of heart sound.

This blood pill into the abdomen, there will only be two outcomes, or become the extraordinary realm of Wufu, among the peak ranks of mainland Kyushu. Or the body dies, the way disappears, turns to ashes.

The National Master said that even with the Qi of the dragon, the two vajras and the prince, the probability of successfully refining the blood pill is still less than 50%.

It's time to gamble... Ji Xuan holds the blood pill and closes his eyes.

What flashed through his mind were the 20 years of bearing humiliation, the forbearance of practicing in private, and the expectation of Taoist Jiao ye before he died.Gulu ~

the red blood turns into hot water and rushes into the stomach bag.

Ji Xuan's skin turns red at the speed visible to the naked eye. He hugs his stomach painfully and curls up on the deck.

Pain, heartrending pain......

the pain beyond the limit of human beings drowned him, and in just a moment, he lost most of his consciousness.

"Ho ho......"

blood flowed from Ji Xuan's mouth, eyes, nose and ears.

Large area of skin cracking, flesh and blood were torn from the inside to the outside.

If it goes on like this, the physical collapse will be unstoppable.

Xu Pingfeng looked at it indifferently.

"Dying, is that death? My body has collapsed, the five internal organs and six organs have been damaged, and my life is rapidly annihilating. Why didn't the national master save me?... "

in a daze, Ji Xuan's remaining will is still thinking. He wants to ask for help, but he can't make a sound.

Because the vocal cords were destroyed.

Blood Dan's strength is too overbearing, the mortal body simply can't bear.

"It's hard to imagine how Xu Qi'an survived...... yes, he can survive. Why can't I?"

The moment this idea appeared, Ji Xuan's obsession was hard to calm down.

Xu Qi'an can. Why can't I?

Are you willing to die like this?

Are you willing to watch him shine?

Will Wang Tu's future be nothing?

"Ho, Ho, Ho......"

he uttered a meaningless roar, as if it were an angry and unwilling roar.

There was a lot of blood in his eyes, and his eyeballs had melted.

Ji Xuan didn't see the Golden Dragon shadows twining his body, and didn't see that his collapsed body tended to heal.

Flesh and blood collapse, heal, collapse, heal... Cycle.

I don't know how long later, Ji Xuan's consciousness on the verge of collapse gradually recovered, and his mind became clear.

In my ear, I heard the teacher's laughter:

"congratulations on stepping into the extraordinary field."

Ji Xuan opened his eyes and saw the light again.

The dawn of new life!

...

Tiangu tribe, southern Xinjiang.

Granny Tiangu walked out of the house with a patio, stepped on the roof and looked at the sky.

"Ziwei emperor Xingdong, the Central Plains of the orthodox debate began. Old man, everything you predicted has come true. Gu Shen, it's not far from recovery.... "

with a sigh, Tiangu's mother-in-law was silent for a moment and murmured to herself:

" chaos is coming, who will be the gatekeeper? "

......

Jingshan city.

On the barren ridge, salen AGU holds a lamb and looks southwest.

Jingshan city surrounding the mountains, because of the original war, he drained the aura, turned into a piece of waste soil.

Although Jingshan city has been rebuilt, it is no longer suitable for people to live in.

"Wei Yuan, the tone you continue for the Central Plains is coming to an end."

Salen AGU took out a new whip that was hanging around his waist and tapped it on his feet.

The next moment, a figure came.

It's Ilbo.

"Two things: send xuanming gold and stone to Xu Qi'an; gather refugees in Dafeng and bring them back to fill the population of jingkangyan Three Kingdoms."

Allan AGU said.

"Yes

Ilbo bowed to his promise and left.

In the year of Yongxing, at the end of November, the descendants of Ji's family became emperors in Yunzhou, which was officially separated from Dafeng.

Further pushed the dynasty into the abyss of destruction.

When Xu Qi'an received Huaiqing's letter, he was already at the border of Nanjiang and Dafeng.