Chapter 266
"The imperial government imposed heavy taxes, and the people suffered terribly. Every time there was a natural disaster, there would be famine. Nine out of ten houses in the small town were empty."
"Moreover, there are disasters all over the place. Strange people are rampaging in the downtown area and openly fighting the law, resulting in many casualties among the people. However, the laws of Dayan cannot increase the guilt."
"To this day, Kyushu is suffering from internal and external troubles, and public resentment is boiling."
"Since your Majesty attaches great importance to the overall situation and is working for the livelihood of the people of the world, I will ask your Majesty to die for the country today to resolve the grievances of the people." After saying this, Hai Wuya glanced at Yan Shenji who was listening quietly from the corner of his eyes and said:
"If the court changes to another king...even if he cannot turn the tide, it will not be worse after thinking about it."
"In this way, the people's grievances can be resolved, and the Great Yan Dynasty can be restored." Hai Wuya looked directly into the eyes of Emperor Yonghe and asked word by word:
"I wonder if Your Majesty is willing to die for the country?"
Emperor Yonghe opened his mouth, but no words came out.
This is a question that Hai Wuya uses his logic and considers the overall situation.
Emperor Yonghe unconsciously felt panic in his heart, because when faced with the question of Hai Wuya, his heartfelt response was actually...
He really doesn't want to die.
I don’t even want to bear the name of a faint king and die in this Jinluan Palace.
Between life and death, there is great terror!
Emperor Yonghe pursed his lips, unable to answer.
If he answers truthfully, it means that the logic of his self-justification has collapsed and collapsed.
If he is really, as he says, an emperor who dares to bear infamy for all eternity and has a far-sighted vision, then he should die in this Jinluan Palace today, because this is also a "necessary sacrifice" as he said.
"I...can't die yet." Emperor Yonghe finally turned his attention to Yanshenji and said in a somewhat urgent tone:
"Ancestor, I just don't want to be the last emperor..."
Yan Shenji didn't speak, but sighed slightly.
Through the questions and answers just now, he also saw clearly what his descendant was like, which made him unable to help but recall the past when he conquered the world three hundred years ago.
The figure of Emperor Yonghe in front of him gradually overlapped with the figure of the Great Zhou Dynasty Emperor three hundred years ago.
"It is pity that the blood of the heroes of the past has been exchanged for the old world of today."
The Yanshenji sighed, his expression turned cold, and he said calmly:
"Don't listen to what he says, watch what he does... This Qiao Shuangqiu has a sharp eye, and he really caught his eye."
"Don't worry, you can't be the last emperor. After you die, there will be a new emperor."
"Every choice has a price, every drink and every peck has its consequences. Now it's time for you to pay the price for your past mistakes."
Although he is old, he is by no means a soft-hearted person.
The Flame God Machine is the Sea-Dinging Needle of the Great Yan royal family, but it is not the Sea-Dinging Needle that protects Emperor Yonghe alone.
Emperor Yonghe's eyes gradually widened, his pupils trembled, and he felt a sense of fear.
Around him, more than two hundred old veterans crowded up and surrounded him in the Golden Palace.
In front of the Jinluan Palace, thousands of people including the defeated Feiyu Guards and Yulin Army watched this scene from a distance.
So far.
Emperor Yonghe rebelled against his relatives.
Sergeant Dayan, who had guarded the city for Dayan for forty years in the past, today raised a butcher's knife against him, the emperor.
Yan Shenji, the founding emperor, also gave up on him and made a personal assertion to him, saying that he had transformed the Great Yan Dynasty into the old world of three hundred years ago.
Even in his heart, he no longer had a firm idea to support himself.
The rhetoric that Emperor Yonghe used to justify himself collapsed, and his heart no longer had the calmness it had before, leaving only the fear of death.
"Today, please your Majesty to sacrifice your life for the country!"
"Your Majesty, please go and see the 100,000 heroes who died in the desert!"
"For the sake of the overall situation, your Majesty, please die!"
Hai Siyuan raised his arms and shouted, and more than two hundred old veterans rushed forward.
One knife, two knives...
Sharp knives pierced Emperor Yonghe's body, and blood gushed out from the body.
This Jinluan Palace is where he goes to court every day. Today, as usual, the palace is full of people and crowded with people.
And he was alone in his family. He had been separated from his relatives and his heart was filled with despair.
Emperor Yonghe's body fell into a pool of blood, gradually losing his breath, and died from the swords of the white-headed soldiers.
Chapter 275 Three Hundred Years (4k
Once you close your eyes, once you open them.
In a dream again.
At this time, Qiao Mu was still in the midst of the Golden Palace, but the hall was empty at this time, and there was no one else except him.
"Dead again."
"This time, he was killed by Grand Ancestor Dayan."
Qiao Mu took a deep breath, a little hesitant to read the death evaluation. He was afraid that this time things would get too big and he would go to jail for too long.
Qiao Mu wants to die, but Qiao Mu doesn’t want to die.
Qiao Mu wants to become stronger, but Qiao Mu doesn’t want to practice martial arts.
Humans are such contradictory creatures.
"This wave should start in a century..." Just like checking the results after the college entrance examination, Qiao Mu was very nervous.
What finally made him decide not to hesitate was the crisp sound of broken metal.
Look up.
Under the gloomy night, a shadow that seemed like a golden chain shattered, turned into little golden lights, and disappeared between the sky and the earth.
"Another chain of the Immortality Lock has been broken... This is the third chain. Judging from the previous rules, it seems that this time it will be more than sixty years."
With a thought in his mind, Qiao Mu saw the lock of longevity sinking into his heart. Sure enough, he saw that under the body of the lock of longevity, only the last two chains were left, swaying gently.
This death rating: S (Assassination of the Emperor, The End of Yonghe)
Death consumption life span: 300 (30*10) years
Number of resurrections remaining this week: 1/5
Current age: 375 years old
Qi and blood: 65%
Skills: slightly
..
Three hundred years.
Most civilians in troubled times cannot survive more than a year, and three hundred years can be regarded as five lifetimes for an ordinary person.
Since the establishment of the Dayan Dynasty, the number of Guo Zuo has been close to three hundred.
He died once at the hands of Taizu Dayan. As a result, Qiao Mu grew up to be almost the same age as Taizu Dayan.
Before that, his age could barely be considered as a person of the same era as Yan Shenji.
When he woke up from his dream, he was twice as old as he was...
The length of Qiao Mu's dream is equivalent to the length of a mortal dynasty.
"What a coincidence... It's equivalent to the time from the beginning of the dynasty to the end of the dynasty... Wait, what does the death evaluation say about assassinating the emperor and the end of Yonghe mean?"
Qiao Mu was a little confused.
As a 300-year-old man who believed in the Supreme Good and disliked fighting, how could Qiao Mu do such a heinous thing as assassinating the emperor?
All he wanted to do was to hold the emperor hostage in order to release Hai Wuya, so that Hai Wuya could be freed from the infamy before his death.
"Someone succeeded in assassinating Emperor Yonghe? And the blame was placed on me?" Qiao Muren was numb.
Others have sent it, so how can he be blamed for the assassination of the emperor?
No, Quan Shui can get MVP even if he hangs up? Does the head count as his hand?
"Which eldest father helped me write an S-level death evaluation, which made me sit in prison for three hundred years. I thank his whole family." Qiao Mu gritted his teeth for a while, and then sighed.
After calming down, he could probably guess who was responsible for assassinating the emperor.
Before and after his death, the only people in the palace who were enemies of Emperor Yonghe were Hai Wuya and his son, and more than two hundred old soldiers.
Then the answer is still obvious...
If Emperor Yonghe died at the hands of the old soldiers, then the first assassination of the emperor was really closely related to Qiao Mu.
After all, he broke through the defense line of the Royal Forest Army with one person against ten thousand people, resisted the immortal lightning method with his body, fought with a three hundred-year-old martial arts myth with a seriously injured body, and finally used his last inner strength to successfully hold back the Flame God Machine. pace.
Without him, the old soldiers would not be able to rush into the palace. Even if he rushed into the palace, he would still be no match for Taizu Dayan.
Who would believe that he was not the first person to assassinate the emperor, nor was he an accomplice of Hai Wuya, Hai Siyuan and his son?
Emperor Yonghe had to get up from the ground and spray him with nonsense. Put on your hat.
"Three hundred years..."
When he thought about the long length, he could hardly stop laughing.
Every death, every long dream, is a kind of training and a test for him.
Just because we survived the dream last time does not mean that we will be able to survive three hundred years safely this time.
One regret and one question about one's behavior is the collapse of martial arts heart.
He will never get used to this kind of long jail time, and he will never be happy with it-could someone fall in love with eating shit just because they eat too much?
This reminded him of the founding emperor of Great Yan.
Taizu Taizu of Dayan was a reckless hero who overthrew the old dynasty in his early years, but three hundred years later, he finally became old-fashioned and had an old heart. This was his only mental flaw.
Qiao Mu thought.
In this dreamland, the Golden Palace, the figure of the Flame God Machine appeared again.
The two people stood opposite each other, silent to each other.
Leaving aside Qiao Mu, Taizu Dayan is the only mortal immortal in the world.
He is the same type of martial artist as Qiao Mu. Through long years of accumulation, he has cultivated martial arts to a level that ordinary people cannot catch up with in several lifetimes.
The biggest difference between the two is that Qiao Mu spent a long time in a dream, while Yanshen's body is in the real world.
Qiao Mu, who was imprisoned in the dream, had no way out. He could either stick to his heart to the end, or he would regret and collapse, pointing to two extremes. There was no third possibility.
But the Flame God Machine is not.
He is tired of practicing martial arts. He can let the palace maid pinch his shoulders and beat his legs. He can go out to walk the birds and flowers and visit the brothels. He has a long life, but who wants to sit alone in a cage?
Yanshenji is like a summer vacation. No one can restrain him. He is depressed, sluggish, and soft-hearted. He is also invincible in the world, the founder of the country, and the royal family's divine needle.
Qiaomu, on the other hand, goes through a cycle of one hundred days before the college entrance examination.
The existence of the Immortality Lock in Dreamland locked Qiao Mu's life, which was equivalent to hanging a Sword of Damocles over Qiao Mu's head, leaving him with no way out and no compromise.
Either the state of mind is tempered into steel, or you regret and go crazy.
"Damn it, I also want to be a money-making giant!"
Qiao Mu punched Yan Taizu hard on the cheek, but the latter raised his hand and gently shook it away.
As a three-hundred-year-old wizard of the body of medicinal spirits, Yan Taizu's achievements in the martial arts of strength were not bad. He relied on various spiritual medicines to accumulate qi and blood to the super level.
"I have three hundred years to constantly review the battle with Yan Taizu and study him thoroughly." Qiao Mu said to himself:
"When I wake up, I'll give him a little Qiao family shock."
His battle with Yan Taizu is not over yet.