Gu Yuanbai had a dream when he was in a coma.
That dream could be confused with the real one, and in a trance, Gu Yuanbai felt as if he had returned to the modern age.
He was sitting in the helicopter, and the huge roar was right next to his ears. Hair flutters in the wind, and the high-altitude wind is mixed with dazzling light, as cold as snow and ice.
Gu Yuanbai just glanced at it and knew that this was before skydiving.
He was in this parachute jump, the moment he passed through the clouds, and woke up on the body of the little emperor.
The driver turned back and shouted, "It's almost there."
The wind blowing across the face, and the quivering flesh on the driver's face as he pulled his throat, the details were so real that it didn't look like a dream. If it wasn't a dream, did he come back
Gu Yuanbai raised his hand and touched the invisible wind in the air. The black leather finger cots wrapped the palms, and the five fingers pierced through the gloves, slender and powerful, with distinct joints. White, but white and healthy.
He curled his fingers, which were completely different hands from the little emperor.
Will you still dance
Gu Yuanbai lowered his head and sorted out the equipment on his body. He was a veteran, and he didn't need to be led by someone when skydiving. He moved to the hatch, made an "ok" as he remembered, then took a step forward and jumped out.
The whole world is at peace.
Mountains, rivers, and the layered and beautiful earth unfolded in front of him behind the clouds. His mind was blank. When he was about to cross the clouds, Gu Yuanbai closed his eyes.
When conscious again, there is a warm hand on the eye.
Xue Yuan's voice sounded aside, a little low and a little hoarse, "Are you still awake, Gu Lian?"
Gu Yuanbai listened to his voice, felt the softness of the bed, and thought, I'm back.
He couldn't move his body, so he blinked slowly.
The long eyelashes swept across Xue Yuan's palm, Xue Yuan's whole body froze, he was stunned for a long time, and then hurriedly lowered his head, his forehead was pressed against Gu Yuanbai's palm, and he said carefully, "Are you awake?"
He was so nervous that his voice was shaking.
Gu Yuanbai blinked again very slowly.
woke up.
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The sage's face was pale, and the coughing was intermittent. He put down his hands, looked at the frightened courtier below, and smiled slowly, "Why, you can't speak when you see me?"
The faces of Taiwei Wang and the surrounding officials were pale, and their knees fell to the ground.
The sage called out in a low voice, "Taiwei Wang."
Taiwei Wang had a look of despair on his face, "The minister is here."
"You haven't returned to me yet," the saint took a step forward, the jade crown on his hair finally stepped into the scorching sun, the sunlight passed through his side, and pulled out a dark, lightly swaying long line on the ground. Ying, "I didn't die, is this reason enough?"
Sheng Shang walked down the steps step by step, step by step to the front of Tai Lieutenant Wang. His steps were like a killing knife, and the civil and military officials knelt down and gave way to the path under the saint's feet.
At the end of the road is Taiwei Wang and his comrades.
Wang Taiwei's brain turned white, his legs were weak, and his back was no longer able to stand upright. He kept shouting regret and fear in his heart. The sage was in a coma for dozens of days, which made Wang Taiwei forget about him. Majestic and terrifying, when the sage woke up and stood in front of Taiwei Wang again, every pore of Taiwei Wang was howling with fear, and he remembered what His Majesty the Emperor had done.
Gu Yuanbai, this is Gu Yuanbai who once bloodshed the Qi palace and killed the rebel army.
Taiwei Wang's hands trembled involuntarily. He heard the sound of teeth bumping in his ears. Looking sideways, it turned out to be the officials of the alliance.
They were so frightened that they began to shiver.
Gu Yuanbai finally walked in front of Taiwei Wang and his comrades.
On the bright yellow dragon boots, the golden dragon is fierce and his eyes are cold. This dragon was reflected in the eyes of several people kneeling on the ground, and their sweat beads fell from their foreheads and dripped before the dragon.
"Your Highness," someone couldn't help but kowtow, and a dull voice sounded, "This minister is wrong!"
Gu Yuanbai's face lost some qi and blood, and the medicinal juice on his body smelled strong. He coughed softly and asked softly, "I can't stand your fault."
Heavy footsteps sounded in unison, and a team of banned soldiers in black armor ran in. The imperial guards held shields and large swords, all strong and tall, staring at the civil and military officials all over the ground.
Gu Yuanbai said: "Take it."
The forbidden army rushed forward, and like a tiger, they precisely captured and suppressed several of the henchmen that Mr. Wang secretly contacted. Gu Yuanbai looked at the courtiers who were constantly shouting and admitting wrongdoing, and his eyes were so calm that there was no fluctuation.
A courtier who risked his death to remonstrate, said in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, the actions mentioned by Mr. Wang are also for the sake of the stability of the imperial court and the peace of mind of the people."
"I understand," Gu Yuanbai suddenly laughed, "Tian Fusheng."
Tian Fusheng immediately walked out holding a scroll of imperial decree and read out the crimes committed by these people in the imperial decree.
The sage turned around during the reading, and walked slowly into the hall.
The officials raised their heads and looked at the back of the saint, and the unease and panic in their hearts gradually calmed down. After Tian Fusheng finished reading, he said with a smile, "Please go back to the yamen, adults," Baiguan didn't even utter a rebuttal, and went to their respective yamen in twos and threes with his colleagues at ease.
Once the sage wakes up, he is like a majestic mountain. As long as this mountain is here, it can shock the officials and stabilize the hearts of the people all over the world.
In the hall, Mr. Wang and his friend Fusang were pressed and kneeled in the hall.
Four of the Fusang's fingers were broken, and blood was spilling all over the ground. The two wolves were dragged aside by the guards, and the blood stained on the fingers of the fusang was bitten off between their fangs and saliva.
Gu Yuanbai was supported by Xue Yuan step by step, and slowly walked to the table and sat down.
This fainting, coupled with the danger of smoking Xixia Guoxiang in the past ten days, has made Gu Yuanbai's body very weak. He leaned on the back of the chair, and every time he said a word, he had to take a break and take a few breaths.
"Fusang people," Gu Yuanbai closed his eyes slightly, and asked someone to take a spice that had not been lit, "Fusang's spice."
Mr. Wang's face, which had always been calm and dead, finally sank at this moment.
Gu Yuanbai chuckled a few times and handed the spices to Xue Yuan, "Show them to them."
Xue Yuan took the spice and stepped forward and flicked it under Mr. Wang's eyes.
Mr. Wang stared at the spice for a while, then closed his eyes and said nothing.
Xue Yuan clicked his tongue, stood up straight and walked aside.
Gu Yuanbai took a few breaths quietly before continuing: "When I fainted, the second prince of Xixia had already run back to Xixia with someone."
He said slowly, "The person I sent to Xixia to investigate replied, the useful talents of Xixia are either locked in the dungeon, or are hiding behind closed doors."
"The people who smoke the spices you make in Xixia are the political enemies of the second prince of Xixia, the cancer of the country, and the tyrants who block the road." Gu Yuanbai coughed several times before saying, "He used spices to secretly allow political enemies to persecute them. Good minister, he will help him in the dark again, those talents who are locked in the dungeon, good ministers, have all surrendered to the hands of the second prince of Xixia."
Gu Yuanbai laughed gloomily, "The general who holds military power has also become his follower."
"He told me beautifully, saying that Fusang was the perpetrator, and Xixia was the victim," Gu Yuanbai smiled even deeper, and pointed to Mr. Wang and the Fusang person who had half fainted in pain, "But he clearly used the For you Fusang."
The Second Prince of Xixia used the spices of Fusang to thoroughly clean the upper layer of Xixia, so in the original work, he would not care about Kong Yilin's background and reused him, because he was no longer available.
Those talents in the dungeon, the good officials he subdued, these are not enough, very few.
Now the second prince of Xixia feels that the spice of Fusang is no longer useful, and feels that Fusang is starting to be hot, so he wants to start with Daheng and provoke a battle between Daheng and Fusang.
In this way, Xixia can compete with sandpipers and mussels, and the fishermen will benefit.
It was probably because of Gu Yuanbai's long-term coma, and because the second prince of Xixia was on his way back to China, their defenses became lower, and the news detected by the Supervision Office was astonishing. When Gu Yuanbai woke up, he gave Gu Yuanbai a big gift. .
Mr. Wang's breathing has become heavier.
He was ready to die today, but when he heard Emperor Daheng say these words, he was still unwilling. If he could send the news back to China, if he could send the news of Emperor Daheng's awakening back to China, then How nice!
But I am a knife for fish and meat, and Mr. Wang simply cannot do what he wants to do.
Gu Yuanbai seemed to know what he was thinking, smiled lightly, and said calmly: "I have sent someone to pass on the news of your death to your fellow Fusang."
He stood up, walked slowly in front of Xue Yuan, and pulled out the big knife from Xue Yuan's waist.
"Emperor Daheng is dead, Fusang will quickly send sailors to capture the coast," Gu Yuanbai's mouth twitched, with a pale complexion, like a ghost in hell, "I will deploy thousands of troops and horses, I will prepare the net of heaven and earth, so that they will never come back and be buried on the land of my Daheng!"
Mr. Wang's neck burst with blue veins, and he shouted fiercely: "Gu Lian, you tyrant! I curse you to die without a whole corpse one day, forever!"
"I'll let you all doom first!" Gu Yuanbai's chest heaved violently, and ruthlessness emerged, "I want you to see how your country has been subverted in my hands, I want them to lose nothing! Let them think they are The people of Daheng are talking about Daheng, I want you to see how you will become a sinner of your country!"
He raised his hand suddenly, and the cold knife was placed on Mr. Wang's neck, "This is the price you paid for killing Concubine Wan."