Chapter 137
Emperor Yonghe's face turned gloomy.
When he was young, he had seen Wang Shanhe carrying a coffin and dying to remonstrate, and he yearned for it.
Now that Hai Wuya has come out of the sky prison, perhaps because he has not had much time in his old age, he is much more vehement than when he was young. It actually reminds him of the equally vehement Wang Shanhe who remonstrated with the civil servants.
It's just that now that he is the emperor, he realizes that it is not a good thing to be raped by ministers.
"Since you mentioned the alien war, I will have a good talk with you today."
Emperor Yonghe sighed and said:
"Forty years ago, Saint Wu led 100,000 elite troops to quell the Yiren rebellion under the order of the late emperor. As a result, before the army even left Zhongzhou, they encountered the Yiren from the Dao Sect in the Anxi City area."
"What's the result? Our army of one hundred thousand elite troops of Dayan was wiped out, Anxi City was razed to the ground, not even the ruins were left."
"Martial Saint was regarded as the only hope in the army. Before the whole army was annihilated, he was sent away by his sergeants at the risk of their lives."
"And even if the Martial Saint's martial arts cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, he is now just a handful of loess. I watched him die with my own eyes."
Recalling the worship of gods in Nanzhou, Emperor Yonghe felt unspeakable bitterness in his heart.
Wu Shengren was not the savior, let alone the last hope of the human race. His tragic death only made Emperor Yonghe see the gap between the mortal world and the immortal world.
"Such a huge gap cannot be smoothed out by the so-called 'big plan'." Emperor Yonghe's eyes fell on the Human King Sword at his waist.
Hai Wuya was silent again.
The implication is... Emperor Yonghe actually didn't have a big plan that could turn the tide?
What he said was a plan for future generations is actually just that there is no good strategy to fight against foreigners at the moment, so he puts his hope in those who come after him?
Hai Wuya said word by word: "I only know that you have to retreat step by step. If you want to advance in the future, can you advance?"
"If people's hearts are gone, when it comes to trying to get in, I'm afraid there's nothing you can do."
The Great Yan Dynasty is not a person. No matter whether it is advancing or retreating, it cannot move its arms and fingers like a real person.
These words made Emperor Yonghe subconsciously glance at the Human King Sword at his waist, and he felt as if he was waking up from a dream.
The aspirations of the people are not empty words.
In today's Great Yan Dynasty, people's aspirations can be said to be closely linked to the fate of the country, and also closely related to the King of Human Sword at the waist.
If the people's hearts are lost and the country's fortunes decline, then this man Wang Jian will probably lose his glory, right?
After saying this, Emperor Yonghe did not object anymore. He was silent for a long time before slowly saying:
"You want me to... think about it again?"
The common man is a chess player, and the emperor is a chess player. He needs more time to weigh the pros and cons as usual.
Maybe... Now that he is a chess player, he no longer needs to be as cautious as before?
Emperor Yonghe had the idea of testing the Immortal Sect.
Chapter 162 The Spark of the Qiao Family
The Teahouse in the Imperial Capital is a natural residence.
In the attic box, Jiang Chen, Shunfeng'er, Hu Han and others were sitting quietly, waiting for news.
They were waiting for news from the palace.
There are many eyes and ears in Tingchao Tower, and among them there are people like Shunfeng Er who watch the excitement without taking it too seriously.
Even if he is sitting in this room without moving, there are people who are constantly inquiring about news about the city and outside the city.
"The news from the palace has come, and Hai Wuya has indeed come forward."
"Emperor Yonghe and Hai Wuya were talking in the Jinluan Palace, probably because they were talking about Caishikou."
"....Hai Wuya has left the palace. His face looks as normal and there are no injuries on his body. It seems that Emperor Yonghe is not angry..."
"The people from the Six Gates moved. They actually... went to the Taoist Temple of the Dao Sect in the north of the city? But how does Dayan's law restrain the immortal leaders of the Immortal Gate?"
"..."
"The attitude of the Immortal Sect is indeed as tough as usual."
"Dao Dao Sect disciple Dao Xu has been brought back to Dao Dao Sect by Qing Taoist people. According to the sect's rules, he has spent ten years in the back mountain facing the wall."
"...The latest news is here. The Caishikou case has been closed. The government has posted a notice: It is said that this incident was caused by an accidental injury caused by a martial arts fight between Dao Dao Sect disciples. The monks involved have been punished by the Xianmen themselves and have been imprisoned for ten years. ”
"As a righteous man who sacrificed himself to save others, Qiao Shuanglin was rewarded with a thousand taels of silver. If no descendant of the Qiao family claims the body, the government will give him a generous burial..."
From early in the morning until the sun was setting in the west, news kept coming one after another.
The two storytellers looked at each other. They did not expect that the matter would end like this.
Naturally, it was impossible for the Dao Sect to just hand over the monks who accidentally killed people during the fighting to the Great Yan government.
Both the storytellers and the Great Yan court must be well aware of this.
Therefore, being detained according to the sect's rules is probably the result of both the Xianmen and the Great Yan court taking a step back.
On the surface, this matter still caused the court to lose face. But it was already much better than Shunfeng'er had previously expected. Qiao Shuanglin took the blame and the Xianmen monks became good people who suppressed the murderers.
"The Great Yan court did not cover it up like before, but Dao Dao Sect actually took the blame for this matter..." Shunfeng'er frowned in thought, which puzzled him greatly.
Among them, I don’t know how many confrontations and chess games there are, both overt and covert.
But unconsciously, the current situation seems to be slightly different from the past...
"What has changed?" Shunfeng Er was puzzled: "Isn't this the style of Emperor Yonghe?"
But next to him, Jiang Chen suddenly laughed loudly, causing Shunfeng Er to look at him in surprise.
"Senior Shunfeng'er, do you still remember Hu Han just now? I didn't find him, he found me." Jiang Chen said with a smile.
"...So what?"
"There is also Hai Wuya, the Minister of Rites who went up to the court to advise, and the poisonous woman who surrendered to the government...Senior Shunfeng'er might as well guess why they were tempted to try to overturn Qiao Shuanglin's case and let him Is Dao Dao Sect responsible?"
Shunfeng Er was surprised and said suspiciously:
"You mean, is there some force behind this that has caused them to change their minds and mobilize people from the court to the people to come forward in this case?"
Jiang Chen laughed dumbly, shook his head and said:
"How can there be so many conspiracies and mysterious forces?"
"In my opinion, these are nothing more than what people want."
Jiang Chen stretched out his hand and pressed it on his heart, feeling the heartbeat in his chest, and once again thought of the past in Yancheng.
"The death of every righteous man will not be in vain. After all, people's hearts are made of flesh. How can someone who collects salary for everyone die in vain? How should he die in vain?"
He was saved by the Qiao family, so he embarked on the path of a storyteller.
In his opinion, Hu Han came to him for a similar reason.
On Hai Wuya's side, as well as the poisonous woman who reported herself to the police, there may be others secretly working to change their wishes.
Are mysterious forces at work? Although this conspiracy theory is not impossible, Jiang Chen believes in the human heart more.
Because he has experienced similar things, he also changed his mind because of the actions of Qiao's family.
The spark of the Qiao family may not be enough to start a prairie fire and light up the long night, but it is more than enough to serve as a bonfire to warm the people.
.....
Shunfeng Er stretched and walked out of the teahouse box, but unexpectedly saw Hu Han waiting quietly in the lobby.
The latter nodded immediately when he saw him and stepped forward.
"Master Hu, I'm afraid you're here not just to tell us about Qiao Shuanglin." Shunfeng Er asked.
Hu Han is lingering here, obviously he has something else to do.
"Sir, you have a good eye. Actually, I have another thing. I want to ask Tingchaolou to help me find out the news." Hu Han sighed:
"Master Lu Yanbei, 'Mujian Sanren', has disappeared recently. As an apprentice, I can't find any trace of him. Before his disappearance, he seemed to have appeared in the area of the imperial capital, so I came to you Tingchaolou to inquire about something. "
Shunfeng's ears stagnated.
The so-called Mujian Sanren is a martial arts legend who is over eighty years old and can defeat a second-grade martial artist in his prime one-on-one. How can such an expert just disappear when someone says he is missing?
If the martial arts master was still alive, it would actually not be too uncommon for famous martial arts figures to disappear inexplicably.
Many of them have probably become martial saints.
But now that the martial arts saint is dead, it would be strange for a famous martial arts master like Lu Yanbei to disappear inexplicably.
Shunfeng'er frowned and said, "Since the death of Saint Wu, there has been no peace in the imperial capital."
"The rumors of using martial arts to enter Taoism are getting more and more intense, and it has become a new hope for martial artists... There is even an organization called the 'Martial Arts Alliance', and the top leaders in it claim to be those who use martial arts to enter Taoism..."
"Uh...what does this have to do with my master?" Hu Han asked.
"The so-called person who enters the Tao through martial arts must naturally have a force that is superior to ordinary martial arts. Otherwise, why would you dare to call yourself a Taoist?" Shunfeng Er said:
"The principles of martial arts are achieved with fists."
"If these initiates want to become famous in the imperial capital, they naturally have to step on the heads of former celebrities to get to the top. Only in this way can they set up the banner of entering the Tao through martial arts."
"The first-grade martial artist from the imperial court, Black-winged Bat King Wayne, I heard that he fell into the hands of a Taoist. He obviously had unparalleled light skills, but he almost failed to escape and was seriously injured."
"By the way, Qiao Shuanglin also killed a new member of the Martial Arts Alliance, the Sword Demon, a few nights ago... Maybe you have heard about this. Maybe the frame-up of Qiao Shuanglin also involved the Martial Arts Alliance's revenge. ”
The meaning behind the words is obvious.
Wayne, a first-class martial artist, and Qiao Shuanglin, a highly skilled martial artist, both seemed to have fallen into the hands of the Martial Arts Alliance.
The more famous a warrior is, the more likely he is to become their prey.
As a famous figure in martial arts, Lu Yanbei's reputation spread far and wide. Shunfeng'er's words were obviously implying that Lu Yanbei's disappearance might have something to do with the Martial Arts Alliance.
Chapter 163 It doesn’t matter, I will take action (3k
Fang Fang is in a good mood today.
She hummed a little tune and walked around admiring the flowers in the courtyard of Wanjia Mansion, feeling quite contented.
She didn't listen to Chao Lou, and she wasn't well-informed enough to immediately find out about Qiao Shuanglin's case.
So in her opinion, the overall situation has been decided.
Qiao Shuanglin was framed twice and later died tragically at the hands of strangers, so naturally she, Fang Fang, no longer had to tie her hands and feet.
Some time ago, she had been feeling a little uneasy in her heart.
Ever since he knew that Fangyuan's life was prosperous, that he even had spare money to afford an old house, and that he had climbed onto a high branch like Qiao Shuanglin, a master of martial arts, he felt unbalanced in his heart.
unfair!
She sacrificed a lot and committed herself to being Wan Ronghua's concubine, in exchange for everything she has now.
The Fang family's shops and the Fang family's old house... have all been owned by the Wan family, and she naturally has a share in them.
But Fangyuan had clearly hit rock bottom back then. If it weren't for the connections left by Fang's father, he wouldn't even be able to find a job as a prison guard.
Why did it happen to be him, Fang Yuan, who had been able to win Fang's father's favor since childhood and share the favor and family property that originally belonged only to her, his own daughter.
Ever since Fangyuan bought her new home, a voice has been roaring in her heart.
For her to watch Fangyuan make a comeback step by step was even more uncomfortable than losing money.
But she didn't dare to act rashly.
Because behind Fangyuan, there is Qiao Shuanglin who stands up for him!
Even Wan Ronghua was unwilling to take the initiative to provoke such a master of martial arts who could kill the sword ghost worshiped by the Wan family... But the two sides had already clearly formed a grudge, so Wan Ronghua had to use all kinds of means to plot against this person. Qiao Shuanglin.
And Wan Ronghua's method has succeeded.
"Even a cross-river dragon like Qiao Shuanglin has to be entangled when he arrives in the imperial capital... The master's strategy really works." Fang Fang praised:
"After all, he made his fortune in the imperial capital from scratch. No matter how good Qiao Shuanglin's martial arts skills are, what will happen? Why don't you just kill him without getting blood on your hands?"
"It's just that the master has been focusing on Qiao Shuanglin the past few days, so how can he have time to deal with a square circle?"
"But this...actually, it's good. It allows me to settle this grudge with my own hands."
Fang Fang had an idea in her mind, stood up and walked out.