Emperor Yonghe's face turned gloomy.
When he was young, he had seen Wang Shanhe carrying a coffin and making a last-ditch appeal, and he was very envious of that.
Now that Hai Wuya has come out of the Heavenly Prison, he has become even more resolute than when he was young, perhaps because he is in his old age and has not much time left. He even recalls the equally resolute officials who died for their remonstrances, led by Wang Shanhe.
But now that he was the emperor, he realized that being stubbornly advised by his ministers was not a good thing.
"Since you mentioned the alien war, I will have a good talk with you today."
Emperor Yonghe said with a sigh:
"Forty years ago, the Martial Saint led 100,000 elite troops to suppress the rebellion of the foreigners under the order of the late emperor. However, before the army left Zhongzhou, they encountered the foreigners of the Da Dao Sect in the Anxi City area."
"What was the result? All 100,000 elite soldiers of Great Yan were wiped out, and Anxi City was razed to the ground, leaving not even a ruin."
"The Martial Saint was regarded as the only hope of the army. Before the entire army was wiped out, his soldiers risked their lives to send him out."
"Even though the Martial Saint's martial arts cultivation was advancing by leaps and bounds, he has now turned into a pile of yellow earth. I watched him die with my own eyes."
Recalling the worship of gods in Nanzhou, Emperor Yonghe felt unspeakable bitterness in his heart.
The Martial Saint was not a savior, nor was he the last hope of mankind. His tragic death only made Emperor Yonghe see the huge gap between mortals and the immortals.
"Such a huge gap cannot be bridged by so-called 'grand plans'." 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 any big plan to turn the tide
What he meant by thinking about future generations was actually just that there is no good way to fight against foreigners at the moment, so should he place his hopes on those who come later
Hai Wuya said word by word: "I only know that if I take one step back, I will keep retreating. If I want to advance in the future, will I be able to do so?"
"If people's hearts are gone, when the time comes to really want to enter, I'm afraid there will be nothing I can do."
The Great Yan Dynasty is not a single person. Whether advancing or retreating, it cannot move as easily as a real person.
These words made Emperor Yonghe subconsciously glance at the Human King Sword at his waist, and he felt as if he had just woken up from a dream.
The will of the people is not just empty words.
In today's Great Yan Dynasty, people's will can be said to be closely linked to the country's destiny and fortune, and is also closely related to the Human King Sword at the waist.
If we lose the support of the people and our country's fortunes decline, then this Man Wang Jian will probably no longer be glorious, right
Emperor Yonghe did not object to this. He was silent for a long time before he slowly said:
"You want me to... think about it again?"
The people are the chess pieces and the emperor is the chess player. He needs more time to weigh the pros and cons again as usual.
Maybe... now that he is a chess player, he doesn't have to be as cautious as before
Emperor Yonghe had the idea of testing the Immortal Gate.
Chapter 162 The Spark of the Qiao Family
Imperial Capital Teahouse, Tianranju.
Inside the attic box, Jiang Chen, Shun Feng 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, among whom there is someone like Shunfenger who likes to watch the fun and enjoy the trouble.
Even if you sit in this room without moving, there are people who can constantly find out the news inside and outside the city.
"News has come in from the palace. Hai Wuya has indeed made a report."
"Emperor Yonghe and Hai Wuya were talking in the Golden Palace. I think they were discussing the incident at Caishikou."
"... Hai Wuya left the palace. He looked normal and had no injuries. It seemed that Emperor Yonghe was not angry..."
"The people from the Six Gates have moved. They actually... went to the Daoist temple of the Dao Sect in the north of the city? But how can the laws of the Great Yan restrain the immortal leaders of the immortal sects?"
“... ..”
"The attitude of the Immortal Sect is indeed as tough as usual."
"Dao Xu, a disciple of the Da Dao Sect, has been taken back to the Da Dao Sect by Taoist Qing Yi. According to the sect's rules, he will be facing the wall in the back mountain for ten years to reflect on his mistakes."
"... The latest news is that the case at Caishikou has been closed. The government has posted a notice stating that the incident was caused by an accidental injury during a fight between disciples of the Da Dao Sect. The cultivator involved has been punished by the sect itself and has been imprisoned for ten years."
"Qiao Shuanglin is a righteous man who sacrificed himself to save others. He will be rewarded with 1,000 taels of silver. If no descendant of the Qiao family claims his body, the government will bury him with honor..."
From early morning until sunset, news kept coming in.
The two storytellers looked at each other in bewilderment; they had not expected the matter to end like this.
It is natural that the Da Dao Sect would not just hand over the cultivators who accidentally killed civilians in a fight to the Dayan government.
This point must be well known to both these storytellers and the Great Yan court.
Therefore, imprisonment according to the sect's rules is probably the result of both the Immortal Sect and the Great Yan court making concessions.
On the surface, this matter still caused the court to lose face. But it was much better than what Shunfenger had expected, that Qiao Shuanglin would take the blame and the immortal sect monks would become the good people who killed the murderer.
"The Great Yan court did not take steps to cover up the incident as it did in the past, and the Da Dao Sect actually took the blame for this matter..." Shun Feng Er frowned and thought, which made him very puzzled.
Among these, no one knows how many confrontations and games there are, both openly and covertly.
But unconsciously, the current situation seems to be slightly different from the previous Da Yan... .
"What has changed?" Shunfenger was puzzled: "Isn't this Emperor Yonghe's style?"
But Jiang Chen next to him suddenly burst into laughter, causing Shunfenger to look at him in surprise.
"Senior Shunfenger, do you still remember Hu Han from before? I didn't find him, but he found me." Jiang Chen said with a smile.
"...So what?"
"There is also the Minister of Rites Hai Wuya who came to the court to advise, and the vicious woman who turned herself in to the authorities... Senior Shunfenger, why don't you guess why they wanted to overturn the verdict on Qiao Shuanglin's case and let the Da Dao Sect take the blame?"
Shunfenger was surprised and asked suspiciously:
"What you mean is, is there some force behind this that caused them to change their minds and mobilized people from the court to the people to speak up for this case?"
Jiang Chen laughed in silence and shook his head:
"How can there be so many conspiracies and mysterious forces?"
"In my opinion, these are just what people want."
Jiang Chen stretched out his hand and pressed it on his heart, feeling his heartbeat in his chest, and once again recalled the past in Yancheng.
"The death of every righteous man will not be in vain. After all, people are made of flesh and blood. How can a man who carries firewood for the public die in vain? How can he die in vain?"
He was a person who was saved by the Qiao family, so he embarked on the path of a storyteller.
In his opinion, Hu Han came to him obviously for similar reasons.
As for Hai Wuya, the vicious woman who turned herself in to the police, and others, perhaps there were other people working in secret and changing their minds.
A mysterious force was behind this? Although this conspiracy theory was not impossible, Jiang Chen believed in human nature more.
Because he had experienced similar things, and he had changed his mind because of the actions of the Qiao family.
The spark of the Qiao family may not be enough to start a prairie fire and illuminate the long night, but it is more than enough to serve as a bonfire to warm the people.
... ..
Shunfenger 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 walked forward.
"Mr. Hu, I'm afraid you came here not only to tell us about Qiao Shuanglin." Shunfenger asked.
Hu Han is staying here and refusing to leave. It's obvious that he has something else to do.
"Sir, you have a good eye. Actually, I have another matter and I want to ask Tingchaolou for help to get some information." Hu Han sighed:
"My master, 'Wood Sword Wanderer' Lu Yanbei, has disappeared recently, and I, as his disciple, can't find any trace of him. He seemed to have appeared in this imperial capital before he disappeared, so I came to Tingchao Tower to inquire about him."
Shunfenger paused.
The so-called Wooden Sword Wanderer is a famous martial arts expert who is over 80 years old and can beat a middle-aged second-grade warrior in a one-on-one fight. How could such a master disappear just like that
When the Martial Saint was still alive, it was actually not too uncommon for martial arts celebrities to disappear inexplicably.
Many of them are probably already becoming the resources for becoming Martial Saints.
But now that the Martial Saint is dead, it would be strange if a martial arts celebrity like Lu Yanbei disappeared inexplicably.
Shun Feng Er frowned and said, "Since the death of the Martial Saint, there has been no peace in the imperial capital."
"The rumors of martial arts becoming a way of Taoism are spreading more and more, becoming a new hope for martial artists... There is even an organization called the 'Martial Arts Alliance', where the top leaders all claim to be martial arts practitioners..."
"Uh...what does this have to do with my master?" Hu Han asked.
"Those who enter the Dao through martial arts must naturally have martial arts that are superior to ordinary warriors. Otherwise, how can they dare to call themselves Daoists?" Shunfenger said:
"The truth of a warrior is earned through fighting with fists."
"These initiates want to become famous in the imperial capital, so they naturally have to step on the heads of former celebrities to gain power. Only in this way can they establish the banner of entering the Dao through martial arts."
"It is said that the first-class warrior from the imperial court, Wayne, the Black-winged Bat King, was defeated by an initiate. He had unparalleled martial arts skills, but he almost couldn't escape and was seriously injured."
"By the way, Qiao Shuanglin killed a new member of the Martial Arts Alliance, Sword Ghost, a few nights ago... Maybe you have heard about this. Maybe Qiao Shuanglin was framed, and maybe it was revenge from the Martial Arts Alliance."
The meaning behind the words is very clear.
Wayne, a first-class martial artist, and Qiao Shuanglin, a man with profound martial arts skills, are both suspected 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 martial artist, Lu Yanbei's reputation spread far and wide. Shunfenger's words were obviously hinting that Lu Yanbei's disappearance might also be related to 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 strolled in the courtyard of the Wan family mansion, admiring the flowers, looking quite contented.
She was not from Tingchao Tower, and was not well-informed enough to immediately find out about Qiao Shuanglin's case.
So in her opinion, the matter was settled.
Qiao Shuanglin was framed twice and later died tragically at the hands of an alien, so Fang Fang naturally didn't have to be restrained.
Some time ago, she had actually been feeling a little uneasy.
Ever since he knew that Fang Yuan's life was getting better and better, and that he even had enough spare money to buy an old house, and that he had also married the high-ranking martial arts master Qiao Shuanglin, he felt a little unbalanced.
Not fair!
She sacrificed a lot and became Wan Ronghua's concubine in exchange for everything she has now.
The former Fang family's shop, the Fang family's old house... have all been owned by the Wan family, and naturally she has a share of it.
Fang Yuan had clearly hit rock bottom back then. If it weren't for the connections left by his father, he wouldn't even be able to get a job as a jailer in the Heavenly Prison.
Why was it Fang Yuan who was able to win the favor of Fang's father since childhood and share the favor and property that originally belonged to her, his biological daughter
Ever since Fang Yuan bought the house again, there has been a voice roaring in her heart.
Having to watch Fang Yuan's comeback step by step was even more painful than losing money.
But she didn't dare to act rashly.
Because behind Fang Yuan, there is Qiao Shuanglin who stands up for him!
Even Wan Ronghua was unwilling to provoke such a martial arts master who was able to kill the sword ghost worshipped by the Wan family... But there was no choice but to use all means to plot against Qiao Shuanglin as the two sides had already clearly formed a grudge.
And Wan Ronghua's method has been successful.
"Even a dragon like Qiao Shuanglin has to be cautious when he arrives in the imperial capital... The master's plan really works." Fang Fang praised:
"After all, he is a self-made tycoon in the capital. Even if Qiao Shuanglin is a skilled martial artist, what can he do? Can't I just get rid of him without getting my hands dirty?"
"But the master has been focusing on Qiao Shuanglin these days. How can he have the time to deal with Fang Yuan?"
"But this... is actually a good thing. It allows me to settle this feud with my own hands."
Fang Fang had an idea in her mind, so she stood up and walked out.