Who is the hero
This problem has existed since ancient times. Whenever there is troubled times, the call for heroes is heard constantly. The story of Cao Cao and Liu Bei discussing heroes over green plum wine is even more popular.
The descendants of Cihang Jingzhai have all shouldered the mission of searching for the destined emperor. Shi Feixuan assisted Li Shimin in laying the foundation for the Tang Dynasty's centenary cause; Yan Jing'an supported Zhu Yuanzhang in rising from the common people and building an iron-clad empire; Qin Mengyao supported Zhu Di in supporting the Ming Dynasty and clearing the emperor's side!
Now the Fairy of Cihang, Lei Mingfei, asked Zhou Yi who is the hero in the world today, which made Zhou Yi feel a little at a loss.
Zhou Yi hesitated for a moment, thinking carefully about the people he knew, and said cautiously: "Longmen Yun Zhongxiao's Nine Yang Divine Art is the best in the world, Longmen has millions of players, and he is also the leader of the Ming Cult. What do you think of this person?"
Lei Mingfei shook her head and said, "Yun Chongxiao is obsessed with martial arts and not good at political strategies. There are many factions in Longmen now, but he seems to be unaware of it. Longmen will be destroyed by internal strife sooner or later. This person is just a martial arts fanatic at best, and can hardly be called a hero!"
"Heluo Zhongyuan Xiao Qianjue, the leader of the Beggars' Sect. Heluo Zhongyuan is already the world's leading gang, and it dominates the heartland of the Central Plains. He is a chivalrous and righteous man. What do you think of this man?"
"Hmph!" Concubine Lei Ming curled her lips in disdain and sneered, "Xiao Qianjue is a hypocritical person. He has wolfish ambitions but lacks the courage to support his ambitions. One day he will be exposed and his reputation will be ruined! Such a villain is not worth mentioning."
"Then, Xiaoxiang Pavilion Master Murong Chunqiu controls the largest gang in the world, is proficient in both civil and military tactics, and is known as the world's most versatile person. Can this person be called a hero?"
The phoenix eyes of Concubine Lei Ming suddenly shone brightly, and she nodded vigorously, but a look of regret appeared on her face as she said, "This person is indeed a rare hero. He is definitely the most likely person to conquer the world in the Middle-earth. But it's a pity that he rejected my support!"
"What?" Zhou Yi was surprised and asked, "Why? Hasn't he always been ambitious about conquering the world? Why would he refuse the support of your Cihang Jingzhai?"
Lei Mingfei was about to speak, but stopped herself, shook her head with a dumb smile, and said, "Let's not talk about this matter. Brother Qianbei, do you have any other candidates for heroes?"
Zhou Yi touched his head embarrassedly and said, "I have never cared much about the situation in the world. Apart from the three gang leaders, there are no other candidates. I wonder who is the real hero in the heart of Fairy Lei?"
Concubine Lei Ming had a calm expression and a serious look on her face, which made Zhou Yi straighten his body and become serious!
"Prince of Yan, Zhu Jianan!"
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Outside the imperial study.
Eunuch Rong came forward and said to Senluo Yasha who had come to see him, "The emperor is in the study."
Senluo Yaksha saw that Eunuch Rong had a gloomy look on his face, he sighed inwardly, and went to the imperial study to meet the empress of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Senluo Yaksha turned around from behind the screen and immediately realized that something was wrong. Wu Zhao, who was working at her desk, stopped reviewing and stared at him with a pair of phoenix eyes that had never been seen before, as if they had substance. Senluo Yaksha had no choice but to greet her with a tingling scalp.
Wu Zhao moved. She left the dragon table in an instant, and the nearly three-meter distance seemed to be crossed in one step. The empress in the dragon crown and dragon robe seemed to have resurrected from the tomb where she had been lying for thousands of years. She responded to the intruder and pressed her palm against his chest.
Senluo Yaksha was horrified and stood there in a daze, staring at Wu Zhao in a daze. No matter how rich his imagination was, he had never thought that Wu Zhao would be violent towards him.
The white, smooth, slender and graceful hands that Wu Zhao stretched out from her dragon sleeves were as cold as ice and snow, and they contained a huge force that no human power could resist. If these hands were to exert their full strength, Senluo Yaksha would surely be killed instantly and die in the imperial study!
The domineering empress put her other hand behind her back, her face showing surprise, her phoenix eyes withered, and she asked, "Why didn't you mention gathering inner strength at all?"
Senluo Yaksha glanced down at her dragon hand and said with a wry smile: "How dare I, a commoner, lay my hands on Your Majesty!"
Wu Zhao said coldly: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"
Senluo Yaksha calmly replied, still keeping his hands spread out, and said calmly: "If Your Majesty wants to kill me, even if I muster all my strength, I'm afraid it will be like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!"
Wu Zhao's expression softened, she sighed, retracted her dragon hand, turned around and walked away with her back to him, and when she reached the dragon table, she stopped and said, "Do you know about the Tibetan envoys coming to Beijing tomorrow?"
Senluo Yaksha said: "Everyone in Luoyang City knows about this. The Tibetan delegation consists of 63 people, led by the Tibetan prince Hengkong Muye, and the national teacher Dalun Mingwang Jiumozhi will also be accompanying! In recent years, facing the iron cavalry of our Wu Zhou, Tibet and Xixia have been very close. I'm afraid that this time they are not friendly!"
Wu Zhao turned around like a whirlwind and said angrily, "Not only did he come with bad intentions, but five days ago, Jiumozhi broke into the Jingnian Zen Temple and fought with Fa Ming, both of them were injured. He is simply bullying me!"
Senluo Yasha had never seen her so angry before, so he said softly, "Your Majesty, please calm down. I wonder why Your Majesty has asked me to come here? If you can use me, I will do my best!"
Wu Zhao's face turned stern, her eyes as sharp as a knife pointed directly at Senluo Yaksha, and said: "The Tibetan people are martial, and Prince Hengkong Muye has expressed his wish to see the top masters of the younger generation of our Great Zhou at the dinner tomorrow!"
"Among the young masters in Luoyang City, Gongzi Xiaoyan lacks the murderous aura; Song Wen is from a Lingnan clan and is not qualified to represent the Wu Zhou Dynasty; as for Can't Get Drunk After Thousand Cups... even I can't see through his depth! So tomorrow night, you will go out to fight and you must put down the arrogance of those Tibetan barbarians!"
"I obey your orders! I will do my best and live up to your expectations..."
"I don't want to hear these nonsense! The masters of Tubo who are fighting this time are most likely the disciples of Dalun Mingwang. They have the immortal fruit and their martial arts are unmatched by the younger generation of Tubo. You must be fully prepared. In this battle, you can only win, not lose!" Wu Zhao suddenly leaned over to Senluo Yaksha's ear and said in a sweet voice: "I don't want to see what happened at the World Taoist Conference for the second time. Remember this! I don't need a failed evil emperor!"
"yes!"
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Clear stream by the river.
Zhou Yi leaned against a big tree with a flushed face, looked up at the sky, heard the sound of dripping water in his ears, and swallowed his saliva in big gulps. At this moment, Zhou Yi felt that his heartbeat had broken through the sky!
The woman's underwear, already soaked with sweat, was scattered along the river bank. The fairy Cihang, who looked like the goddess of Luo River, was bathing in the water less than ten steps behind Zhou Yi.
Just by listening to the sound of the splashing water, Zhou Yi could constantly sketch out the breathtaking and exquisite curves of Concubine Lei Ming in his mind, her waist, her legs, her breasts... ...
Suddenly Zhou Yi felt his nose was a little warm.
"ah!"
A scream suddenly sounded from behind Zhou Yi's head. Zhou Yi was immediately startled, picked up the Green Water Sword beside him, and quickly turned around and rushed out with the sword...
Then.
"ah!"
There was another scream that tore through the sky, and birds and animals flew away in fright, and the riverside was filled with spring scenery. (To be continued)