Between the spirit dragon's open upper and lower fangs, a purple air mass slowly condensed, like a dragon's mouth holding a bead.
The purple air became more and more intense, and the air mass gradually condensed and compressed, turning into a purple bead that looked like a solid pigeon egg size.
The purple aura gathered from the void around disappeared. The spiritual dragon held the purple bead that condensed the last luck of the Great Feng Dynasty in his mouth. He turned his head and looked at Huaiqing on the shore.
call……
In the breathing sound, it spitted the beads towards Huaiqing's eyebrows. A purple light flashed, and the purple beads dispersed between Huaiqing's eyebrows, dyeing her pupils and fair skin.
After a few seconds, the purple light faded.
very good!
Huaiqing nodded slightly, turned around with his sleeves, and walked towards the direction of the palace.
Áá ……
Linglong's black button-like eyes looked at Huai Qing's back and let out a sarcastic cry.
Huaiqing was cold and hard-hearted, and did not look back or stop. She returned to the imperial study room, sat down to the big case of laying yellow silk, and said lightly:
Retreat!
The eunuchs and palace maids standing in the hall bowed and left one after another.
After the person was exposed, Huaiqing spread out the letter paper, pinched the sleeves, grinded it himself, took the pen and dipped it ink, and wrote on the paper:
Ning Yan:
After writing two words, I picked up the pen for a while, and I had thousands of words in my heart, but I didn’t know how to tell it.
After pondering for a long time, she finally wrote again:
Those who gave birth to me did not like me, and the clan also hated me for doing things against me, and a woman was called emperor.However, I have always been worthy of my ancestors and heaven and earth, my family and my family, and I am open and honest.
After thinking about it, I only want to tell you what is in my heart.
I studied hard on the books of sages and martial arts, but only because when I was young, the Taifu said in the school that a woman without talent is virtue. I was competitive all my life, and even the fight with Lin'an, I never gave in. I was dissatisfied with the Taifu's words.
Who says women are inferior to men?Who says women should be born to embroider in boudoir?I insist on becoming a talented woman who is famous in the capital, and I insist on writing books and compiling history to prove to the world that all men in the world are dirt.
Gradually, when he was young, his energy was spent in time. However, he studied hard for ten years and was full of knowledge. He also wanted to imitate the Confucian sages to transform the world, imitate the sub-sages to establish sects, and imitate Emperor Gaozu to make great achievements.
However, the woman's body firmly restrained me, so I had to endure it and was reluctant to get married. I secretly paid attention to the government and cultivated my confidants. Before I met you, I often thought that in a few years, I would lose my energy and get married.
At first, I was very kind to you out of appreciation and cultivation, because you fought with Lin'an only out of habits and domineering character.
Later, I gradually admired you and couldn't extricate yourself, but I still didn't want to face your heart and refused to give in. I stubbornly told myself that what I want is a pair of people for a lifetime and never serve a husband with other women.
Unexpectedly, Lin'an was the dead girl who took the lead and lost her temper privately, hating the house and the Wuwu to punish Chen.I didn't say these thoughts in the past, but now I'm not afraid to tell you.
Although you and I do not have the name of a husband and wife, they have the reality of a husband and wife, and there is no regret in this life.
When the witch god was born, the nine provinces were in danger. When Dafeng was alive and the survival of life and death, I must take responsibility as the king of a country. The emperor must protect the country's gates and the king dies in the country. This is the case.
I share this world with you.
I have never been willful in my life, this is the only and the last time.
When you pacify the great disaster and the world is healthy, don’t forget to tell me about the spring festival, and I will also smile in the nine springs.
Huaiqing's final work!
……
The border between Yuzhou and Jianzhou.
The sky was filled with black clouds, covering the blue sky and the rising sun. The world seemed to be divided into two halves. On one side, it was dark and terrifying, and countless zombies rushed in like a tide; on the other side, the sun was shining, and the mountains and fields were filled with crowds of people fleeing in a hurry.
They are like a group of ants who have lost their backbone. Although they are numerous, they are scattered and disorderly, and they only know how to escape in panic.
At the junction of light and darkness, an army of hundreds escorted the people was covered with shadows. The next moment, the soldiers and the people, including the war horses under their crotch, were all stiff. Then, the eyes of people and beasts turned pale and their expressions were numb, becoming part of the corpse tide.
Help, help Ah...
Seeing this, some people who had exhausted their strength were frightened and were so scared that they howled sharply while stimulating their potential to continue to escape.
But soon, they stopped howling and their expressions became stiff and numb.
They also became members of the corpse tide and followed the black clouds and advanced forward.
More and more people are transformed into zombies and lose their lives without any resistance. Under the super level, there is no essential difference between humans and ants.
Chu Yuanzhen stepped on the flying sword, and his heart was filled with indescribable sadness and pain, and these emotions almost swallowed him up.
Not long ago, the witch god was born and swept across the Central Plains. He watched with his own eyes the army was swallowed up and the teams composed of the people were transformed into zombies.
The formation of escape was instantly disrupted, until it became the current scene. There were people all over the mountains and fields, without organization or goal, and they were in a panic.
This situation also occurs in other parts of the three states close to the northeast.
In the face of this great disaster, the tide of corpses that Chu Yuanzhen saw in front of him was only part of it.
The three prefectures of Xiang, Jing and Yu are over. Tens of millions of people are destroyed in this catastrophe of devouring the Central Plains. Behind is Jianzhou, followed by Jianzhou is Jiangzhou, and the capital is Beijing.
No war is so terrible. Even in the Shanhaiguan Battle that year, there were only one or two million casualties.
It was cruel to him to witness such a disaster with his own eyes.
Maybe ten or twenty years later, he will be awakened by this disaster when he dreams of midnight.
At this time, Chu Yuanzhen's eyes narrowed and he was attracted by a mother and daughter in the distance. The mother and daughter were at the junction of the light and dark worlds, and behind him were endlessly expanding black clouds.
The little girl fell down.
Mom, I can't run anymore...
The girl, a seven or eight-year-old girl, had sweaty face, her yellow hair stuck to her face in strands, and her lips were dry and chapped.
Her little feet were blisters and ran away. After witnessing the tragic death of the people behind her back, she gave up on their mother and daughter and ran away alone.
The young mother in a commonplace clothes still has the strength, but she is not enough to hold the little girl and run away. She hugged her young daughter in her arms and said over and over again:
Mom is with you, Mom is with you...
She was trembling all over in fear and her face was pale, but her arms holding her daughter were extremely firm.
Mom, why don’t you want us anymore?
The mother's face showed sadness:
Because the monster is coming, Dad can't protect us anymore.
The little girl's expression is different from that of her mother. She has hope and determination on her face, and she said frankly:
Xu Yinluo will protect us.
Children who have been to restaurants and teahouses, watched shadow puppets, and heard stories from You Fang’s doctor, all know Xu Yinluo.
He is a great hero who protects the people.
At this time, Chu Yuanzhen sank from his sword, grabbed the young mother's arm, took the mother and daughter into the sky, and then turned violently and rushed towards the rear.
The Witch God did not intervene, probably because an ant like this was not worthy of His attention.
Thank you for saving your life.
The young mother escaped from death, hugged her daughter tightly with tears on her face, and kept thanking her.
But she spoke in dialect, and Chu Yuanzhen couldn't understand it, so she could only understand it.
Are you Xu Yinluo?
The little girl blinked her eyes with anticipation.
Chu Yuanzhen opened his mouth and said:
It's me.
The little girl's face was covered with stains and sweat, and she burst into an excited and bright smile, just like the hope of the end of the world.
Huh... Chu Yuanzhen exhaled a breath of turbid air, as if he had also received spiritual comfort. He sent the mother and daughter a distance with his sword to ensure that they were safe enough.
The advancement speed of the witch god is extremely fast in the eyes of mortals, but in the eyes of extraordinary masters, it is actually slow, because he is not making a senseless advancement, but is eroding the territory of the three prefectures of Jing, Xiang and Yu little by little, and refining the seal of mountains and rivers.
The seals of mountains and rivers are refined, and the land of the three states is His.
Then, as long as the Great Feng destroyed the country, it could absorb the luck that scattered between heaven and earth, accommodate the seals of mountains and rivers, and compete with the Buddha and two ancient gods and demons in the final competition.
Watching the mother and daughter fleeing, Chu Yuanzhen withdrew her gaze, then moved her heart, turned around and saw the empress standing with a dragon robe, a crown on her head, and a hand behind her back.
His Majesty?
This surprised Chu Yuanzhen, and he did not expect Huaiqing to go to the front line in person.
At this speed, you will arrive in the capital in three days.
Huaiqing's tone was extremely calm at this moment: Three days later, Leizhou was probably defeated.
Chu Zhuangyuan's face was bitter.
From Leizhou to the capital, from the northeast to the capital, I don’t know how many creatures are gone along the way.
Huaiqing continued:
I don’t know the overseas war situation, he is our last hope, so delaying time and waiting for him to return is Dafeng’s only choice.
Brother Chu, what do you think?
Chu Yuanzhen said yes, but how to delay the Witch God?Unless another half-step martial god appears in the world.
Huaiqing smiled:
Very well, we reached a consensus.
She took out a letter and two items from her arms and taught it to Chu Yuanzhen.
Chu Yuanzhen lowered his head. It was a butter jade seal with no horns, a shriveled lotus petal that was pressed into pieces.
Leave them to Xu Ningyan for me.Huaiqing whispered.
Chu Yuanzhen was stunned at first, staring at the empress's beautiful side face carefully, and then he understood the empress's determination.
No, no, Your Majesty, you shouldn't be impulsive...
Before Chu Yuanzhen could finish his words, he was pushed away by a violent force from the strong and yang.
Huai Qing stood proudly, and a brilliant golden light rushed out of her body. The golden light condensed into a dragon shadow, spreading her teeth and claws, and roared silently at the witch god in the distance.
The surging black clouds in the distance stopped, and then a blurred face poked out from the black clouds, looking at Jinlong and Huaiqing hundreds of feet apart.
Huaiqing's voice is clear and sonorous:
I am the great ruler, and I should guard the country and protect the country. Today, I will bring 20% of the national destiny to block the witch god at the border of Jianzhou.Chu Yuanzhen, evacuate quickly and must not disobey.
She announced her decision as if she was reading an imperial edict.
The blurry face retracted back to the clouds, and the next moment, the rolling black clouds surged, carrying the greatness that Peimo could not control, like the sky swelling and the mountain collapsed.
Chu Yuanzhen's eyes turned red in an instant.
He was about to bow to accept the order when he heard a voice gently:
I have objections!
Chu Yuanzhen and Huai Qing turned their heads at the same time, and saw a clear light rising between them and Zhao Shou appeared.
Dean?
Chu Yuanzhen was stunned, and then he felt ecstatic. He couldn't take Huaiqing away, but Zhao Shou could.
Your Majesty, come on!
Zhao Shou smiled: The Lord humiliated me and died, but I have not died. How could His Majesty let his head and shed blood?
Before Huaiqing could refuse, he chanted:
Don't move!
Huaiqing was indeed frozen in place and could not move.
Zhao Shou glanced at the surging black clouds and said with a smile:
Your Majesty said that the emperor guards the country's gates, and the king dies in the country.But Xu Ningyan also said that we should establish our minds for the heaven and earth, establish our destiny for the living and the people, carry forward our unique knowledge for the past sages, and bring peace to the ages.
I think what Xu Yinluo said is what scholars should do.
What does Your Majesty think?
Huaiqing did not answer, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.
Zhao Shou waved his hand lightly, and the robe on his body automatically took off, folding himself neatly and floating in the air.
Alas, this official has not been Ah enough.
The great scholar reluctantly touched the official robe, then waved his hand and let it fall in front of Chu Yuanzhen.
He finally said:
Your Majesty, at the end of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the great scholar Qian Zhong destroyed the fate of the Great Zhou Dynasty with his body, which led to the country of Dafeng's six hundred years.
Today, I, Zhao Shou, imitated my predecessors, and hope that Dafeng can have another six hundred years of prosperity.
Your Majesty, the scholar of Yunlu Academy, has been worthy of the people and the country since ancient times. Don’t let the struggle for the foundation of the country happen again two hundred years ago.
He saluted Huaiqing solemnly.
After learning that the witch god was born, he decided to follow his ancestors and sacrifice his life for his country.
The thing he sent a message to all extraordinary people was to ask them to defend Leizhou to the death.
Zhao Shouzheng took the sub-saint scholar crown on his head, and a clear light flashed in his hand, and the carved sword appeared. The witch god was approaching. The strong wind blew his hair and beard, and he could not blow his firm expression.
When life comes to an end, this great scholar remembers the lame teacher many years ago. Although he hates the imperial system, when teaching students, the first thing he emphasizes is the country and the people.
In my ears, the voice of the lame man seemed to be heard again: Don’t be wrong with Taoism and Confucianism, poetry and books will not disappoint others; if you are successful and follow the world, you will be good at it if you are poor.
The paper page burned, and Zhao Shou said loudly: Please, Confucianism and saint!
In an instant, the clear air filled the universe!
Between the sky and the earth, a pair of unexplained emotions appeared. With this as the core, a hundred-foot figure wearing a Confucian robe and a Confucian crown appeared, in a semi-illusory and semi-concrete state.
He took one hand and placed the other between his lower abdomen, staring at the distance.
The heroic soul of the Confucian saint looked back and waved to the golden dragon.
The golden dragon roared away from the empress and rushed into the body of the Confucian Saint with its teeth and claws. So, the eyes that were not mixed with emotions burst out with golden light.
The righteousness of the world is overwhelming and fills every space.
At this moment, the Confucian Saint seemed to have returned.
The surging black clouds showed obvious stagnation. I don’t know whether it was fear or recalling the fear of being suppressed by the Confucian Saint.
Zhao Shou Yuyuyu rose from the wind, carrying 20% of the national fortune and the heroic souls of Confucianism and saints, and collided with the black clouds that covered the sky and the sun.
……
On November 3, Zhao Shoug’s retreat to the border of Jianzhou to sacrifice his life for his country!
The purple air became more and more intense, and the air mass gradually condensed and compressed, turning into a purple bead that looked like a solid pigeon egg size.
The purple aura gathered from the void around disappeared. The spiritual dragon held the purple bead that condensed the last luck of the Great Feng Dynasty in his mouth. He turned his head and looked at Huaiqing on the shore.
call……
In the breathing sound, it spitted the beads towards Huaiqing's eyebrows. A purple light flashed, and the purple beads dispersed between Huaiqing's eyebrows, dyeing her pupils and fair skin.
After a few seconds, the purple light faded.
very good!
Huaiqing nodded slightly, turned around with his sleeves, and walked towards the direction of the palace.
Áá ……
Linglong's black button-like eyes looked at Huai Qing's back and let out a sarcastic cry.
Huaiqing was cold and hard-hearted, and did not look back or stop. She returned to the imperial study room, sat down to the big case of laying yellow silk, and said lightly:
Retreat!
The eunuchs and palace maids standing in the hall bowed and left one after another.
After the person was exposed, Huaiqing spread out the letter paper, pinched the sleeves, grinded it himself, took the pen and dipped it ink, and wrote on the paper:
Ning Yan:
After writing two words, I picked up the pen for a while, and I had thousands of words in my heart, but I didn’t know how to tell it.
After pondering for a long time, she finally wrote again:
Those who gave birth to me did not like me, and the clan also hated me for doing things against me, and a woman was called emperor.However, I have always been worthy of my ancestors and heaven and earth, my family and my family, and I am open and honest.
After thinking about it, I only want to tell you what is in my heart.
I studied hard on the books of sages and martial arts, but only because when I was young, the Taifu said in the school that a woman without talent is virtue. I was competitive all my life, and even the fight with Lin'an, I never gave in. I was dissatisfied with the Taifu's words.
Who says women are inferior to men?Who says women should be born to embroider in boudoir?I insist on becoming a talented woman who is famous in the capital, and I insist on writing books and compiling history to prove to the world that all men in the world are dirt.
Gradually, when he was young, his energy was spent in time. However, he studied hard for ten years and was full of knowledge. He also wanted to imitate the Confucian sages to transform the world, imitate the sub-sages to establish sects, and imitate Emperor Gaozu to make great achievements.
However, the woman's body firmly restrained me, so I had to endure it and was reluctant to get married. I secretly paid attention to the government and cultivated my confidants. Before I met you, I often thought that in a few years, I would lose my energy and get married.
At first, I was very kind to you out of appreciation and cultivation, because you fought with Lin'an only out of habits and domineering character.
Later, I gradually admired you and couldn't extricate yourself, but I still didn't want to face your heart and refused to give in. I stubbornly told myself that what I want is a pair of people for a lifetime and never serve a husband with other women.
Unexpectedly, Lin'an was the dead girl who took the lead and lost her temper privately, hating the house and the Wuwu to punish Chen.I didn't say these thoughts in the past, but now I'm not afraid to tell you.
Although you and I do not have the name of a husband and wife, they have the reality of a husband and wife, and there is no regret in this life.
When the witch god was born, the nine provinces were in danger. When Dafeng was alive and the survival of life and death, I must take responsibility as the king of a country. The emperor must protect the country's gates and the king dies in the country. This is the case.
I share this world with you.
I have never been willful in my life, this is the only and the last time.
When you pacify the great disaster and the world is healthy, don’t forget to tell me about the spring festival, and I will also smile in the nine springs.
Huaiqing's final work!
……
The border between Yuzhou and Jianzhou.
The sky was filled with black clouds, covering the blue sky and the rising sun. The world seemed to be divided into two halves. On one side, it was dark and terrifying, and countless zombies rushed in like a tide; on the other side, the sun was shining, and the mountains and fields were filled with crowds of people fleeing in a hurry.
They are like a group of ants who have lost their backbone. Although they are numerous, they are scattered and disorderly, and they only know how to escape in panic.
At the junction of light and darkness, an army of hundreds escorted the people was covered with shadows. The next moment, the soldiers and the people, including the war horses under their crotch, were all stiff. Then, the eyes of people and beasts turned pale and their expressions were numb, becoming part of the corpse tide.
Help, help Ah...
Seeing this, some people who had exhausted their strength were frightened and were so scared that they howled sharply while stimulating their potential to continue to escape.
But soon, they stopped howling and their expressions became stiff and numb.
They also became members of the corpse tide and followed the black clouds and advanced forward.
More and more people are transformed into zombies and lose their lives without any resistance. Under the super level, there is no essential difference between humans and ants.
Chu Yuanzhen stepped on the flying sword, and his heart was filled with indescribable sadness and pain, and these emotions almost swallowed him up.
Not long ago, the witch god was born and swept across the Central Plains. He watched with his own eyes the army was swallowed up and the teams composed of the people were transformed into zombies.
The formation of escape was instantly disrupted, until it became the current scene. There were people all over the mountains and fields, without organization or goal, and they were in a panic.
This situation also occurs in other parts of the three states close to the northeast.
In the face of this great disaster, the tide of corpses that Chu Yuanzhen saw in front of him was only part of it.
The three prefectures of Xiang, Jing and Yu are over. Tens of millions of people are destroyed in this catastrophe of devouring the Central Plains. Behind is Jianzhou, followed by Jianzhou is Jiangzhou, and the capital is Beijing.
No war is so terrible. Even in the Shanhaiguan Battle that year, there were only one or two million casualties.
It was cruel to him to witness such a disaster with his own eyes.
Maybe ten or twenty years later, he will be awakened by this disaster when he dreams of midnight.
At this time, Chu Yuanzhen's eyes narrowed and he was attracted by a mother and daughter in the distance. The mother and daughter were at the junction of the light and dark worlds, and behind him were endlessly expanding black clouds.
The little girl fell down.
Mom, I can't run anymore...
The girl, a seven or eight-year-old girl, had sweaty face, her yellow hair stuck to her face in strands, and her lips were dry and chapped.
Her little feet were blisters and ran away. After witnessing the tragic death of the people behind her back, she gave up on their mother and daughter and ran away alone.
The young mother in a commonplace clothes still has the strength, but she is not enough to hold the little girl and run away. She hugged her young daughter in her arms and said over and over again:
Mom is with you, Mom is with you...
She was trembling all over in fear and her face was pale, but her arms holding her daughter were extremely firm.
Mom, why don’t you want us anymore?
The mother's face showed sadness:
Because the monster is coming, Dad can't protect us anymore.
The little girl's expression is different from that of her mother. She has hope and determination on her face, and she said frankly:
Xu Yinluo will protect us.
Children who have been to restaurants and teahouses, watched shadow puppets, and heard stories from You Fang’s doctor, all know Xu Yinluo.
He is a great hero who protects the people.
At this time, Chu Yuanzhen sank from his sword, grabbed the young mother's arm, took the mother and daughter into the sky, and then turned violently and rushed towards the rear.
The Witch God did not intervene, probably because an ant like this was not worthy of His attention.
Thank you for saving your life.
The young mother escaped from death, hugged her daughter tightly with tears on her face, and kept thanking her.
But she spoke in dialect, and Chu Yuanzhen couldn't understand it, so she could only understand it.
Are you Xu Yinluo?
The little girl blinked her eyes with anticipation.
Chu Yuanzhen opened his mouth and said:
It's me.
The little girl's face was covered with stains and sweat, and she burst into an excited and bright smile, just like the hope of the end of the world.
Huh... Chu Yuanzhen exhaled a breath of turbid air, as if he had also received spiritual comfort. He sent the mother and daughter a distance with his sword to ensure that they were safe enough.
The advancement speed of the witch god is extremely fast in the eyes of mortals, but in the eyes of extraordinary masters, it is actually slow, because he is not making a senseless advancement, but is eroding the territory of the three prefectures of Jing, Xiang and Yu little by little, and refining the seal of mountains and rivers.
The seals of mountains and rivers are refined, and the land of the three states is His.
Then, as long as the Great Feng destroyed the country, it could absorb the luck that scattered between heaven and earth, accommodate the seals of mountains and rivers, and compete with the Buddha and two ancient gods and demons in the final competition.
Watching the mother and daughter fleeing, Chu Yuanzhen withdrew her gaze, then moved her heart, turned around and saw the empress standing with a dragon robe, a crown on her head, and a hand behind her back.
His Majesty?
This surprised Chu Yuanzhen, and he did not expect Huaiqing to go to the front line in person.
At this speed, you will arrive in the capital in three days.
Huaiqing's tone was extremely calm at this moment: Three days later, Leizhou was probably defeated.
Chu Zhuangyuan's face was bitter.
From Leizhou to the capital, from the northeast to the capital, I don’t know how many creatures are gone along the way.
Huaiqing continued:
I don’t know the overseas war situation, he is our last hope, so delaying time and waiting for him to return is Dafeng’s only choice.
Brother Chu, what do you think?
Chu Yuanzhen said yes, but how to delay the Witch God?Unless another half-step martial god appears in the world.
Huaiqing smiled:
Very well, we reached a consensus.
She took out a letter and two items from her arms and taught it to Chu Yuanzhen.
Chu Yuanzhen lowered his head. It was a butter jade seal with no horns, a shriveled lotus petal that was pressed into pieces.
Leave them to Xu Ningyan for me.Huaiqing whispered.
Chu Yuanzhen was stunned at first, staring at the empress's beautiful side face carefully, and then he understood the empress's determination.
No, no, Your Majesty, you shouldn't be impulsive...
Before Chu Yuanzhen could finish his words, he was pushed away by a violent force from the strong and yang.
Huai Qing stood proudly, and a brilliant golden light rushed out of her body. The golden light condensed into a dragon shadow, spreading her teeth and claws, and roared silently at the witch god in the distance.
The surging black clouds in the distance stopped, and then a blurred face poked out from the black clouds, looking at Jinlong and Huaiqing hundreds of feet apart.
Huaiqing's voice is clear and sonorous:
I am the great ruler, and I should guard the country and protect the country. Today, I will bring 20% of the national destiny to block the witch god at the border of Jianzhou.Chu Yuanzhen, evacuate quickly and must not disobey.
She announced her decision as if she was reading an imperial edict.
The blurry face retracted back to the clouds, and the next moment, the rolling black clouds surged, carrying the greatness that Peimo could not control, like the sky swelling and the mountain collapsed.
Chu Yuanzhen's eyes turned red in an instant.
He was about to bow to accept the order when he heard a voice gently:
I have objections!
Chu Yuanzhen and Huai Qing turned their heads at the same time, and saw a clear light rising between them and Zhao Shou appeared.
Dean?
Chu Yuanzhen was stunned, and then he felt ecstatic. He couldn't take Huaiqing away, but Zhao Shou could.
Your Majesty, come on!
Zhao Shou smiled: The Lord humiliated me and died, but I have not died. How could His Majesty let his head and shed blood?
Before Huaiqing could refuse, he chanted:
Don't move!
Huaiqing was indeed frozen in place and could not move.
Zhao Shou glanced at the surging black clouds and said with a smile:
Your Majesty said that the emperor guards the country's gates, and the king dies in the country.But Xu Ningyan also said that we should establish our minds for the heaven and earth, establish our destiny for the living and the people, carry forward our unique knowledge for the past sages, and bring peace to the ages.
I think what Xu Yinluo said is what scholars should do.
What does Your Majesty think?
Huaiqing did not answer, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.
Zhao Shou waved his hand lightly, and the robe on his body automatically took off, folding himself neatly and floating in the air.
Alas, this official has not been Ah enough.
The great scholar reluctantly touched the official robe, then waved his hand and let it fall in front of Chu Yuanzhen.
He finally said:
Your Majesty, at the end of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the great scholar Qian Zhong destroyed the fate of the Great Zhou Dynasty with his body, which led to the country of Dafeng's six hundred years.
Today, I, Zhao Shou, imitated my predecessors, and hope that Dafeng can have another six hundred years of prosperity.
Your Majesty, the scholar of Yunlu Academy, has been worthy of the people and the country since ancient times. Don’t let the struggle for the foundation of the country happen again two hundred years ago.
He saluted Huaiqing solemnly.
After learning that the witch god was born, he decided to follow his ancestors and sacrifice his life for his country.
The thing he sent a message to all extraordinary people was to ask them to defend Leizhou to the death.
Zhao Shouzheng took the sub-saint scholar crown on his head, and a clear light flashed in his hand, and the carved sword appeared. The witch god was approaching. The strong wind blew his hair and beard, and he could not blow his firm expression.
When life comes to an end, this great scholar remembers the lame teacher many years ago. Although he hates the imperial system, when teaching students, the first thing he emphasizes is the country and the people.
In my ears, the voice of the lame man seemed to be heard again: Don’t be wrong with Taoism and Confucianism, poetry and books will not disappoint others; if you are successful and follow the world, you will be good at it if you are poor.
The paper page burned, and Zhao Shou said loudly: Please, Confucianism and saint!
In an instant, the clear air filled the universe!
Between the sky and the earth, a pair of unexplained emotions appeared. With this as the core, a hundred-foot figure wearing a Confucian robe and a Confucian crown appeared, in a semi-illusory and semi-concrete state.
He took one hand and placed the other between his lower abdomen, staring at the distance.
The heroic soul of the Confucian saint looked back and waved to the golden dragon.
The golden dragon roared away from the empress and rushed into the body of the Confucian Saint with its teeth and claws. So, the eyes that were not mixed with emotions burst out with golden light.
The righteousness of the world is overwhelming and fills every space.
At this moment, the Confucian Saint seemed to have returned.
The surging black clouds showed obvious stagnation. I don’t know whether it was fear or recalling the fear of being suppressed by the Confucian Saint.
Zhao Shou Yuyuyu rose from the wind, carrying 20% of the national fortune and the heroic souls of Confucianism and saints, and collided with the black clouds that covered the sky and the sun.
……
On November 3, Zhao Shoug’s retreat to the border of Jianzhou to sacrifice his life for his country!
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