The visit of the Northern Mongolian emperor in person has become the most important thing in Daxia. There is no permanent friend between the dynasties, and on the contrary, there is no permanent enemy. For this visit of the Northern Mongolian emperor, the eldest grandson attaches great importance to this visit. At this time, one more friend and many
An enemy, for Da Xia, is very different.
The number of embassies in Northern Mongolia is large, and it is impossible to arrange them all in the Hou residence. Mingyue stayed with some important people, and the rest were arranged by Hongluqing and entered the Protocol Court.
Yang Hong did not come to the Hou Mansion, nor will he come. At the beginning, the military advisor passed away several months early, and he was inseparable from the Zhiming Hou. Even if the war between the two dynasties ended, they were still enemies and not friends.
Regarding Yang Hong's choice, Ning Chen didn't say anything. Some people are destined to never become friends in their entire lives, just like him and Yang Hong.
There were so many disputes during his lifetime, and all the grudges and grievances behind him dissipated. Those who let Lingyue go, and who couldn't let go, were only the living.
This is also the world, why can't I never be as good as the woman who once painted a lot in the history of China? Perhaps, such a woman is so amazing that she is even jealous, so she will only give her a short period of more than 20 years. years of life.
After the embattled Northern Mongolian mission entered the Concierge Court, they took a short rest for two days, washed away the dust, and prepared to formally negotiate with Daxia.
Ning Chen did not want to intervene in the reception of foreign guests, and Ning Chen did not want to intervene. Generally speaking, it is impossible for an emperor to go to another dynasty. Since Mingyue came in person, there must be troubles that cannot be solved.
In his court, the guards around Mingyue were even tighter, and the east wing of Hou's mansion was protected layer by layer by the round knife guards, even if Ning Chen wanted to see him alone, it would not be so easy.
Among the round sword guards, there is a congenital, hidden deep, Ning Chen only vaguely aware of it, but did not find out who it is, every dynasty has its own background, it is impossible to see all of it in front of others.
For three days in a row, there was no movement in the east wing of the Hou Mansion. Three days later, the grandson of the Daxia Zhenghua Palace met with the Northern Mongolian emperor. After nearly five years, the two highest-ranking people from the two dynasties met again, and their positions were different.
In the past, Mingyue was a hostage and was kidnapped by Ning Chen to Daxia. In essence, life and death were not in his control. Now, the little girl of the past has grown up and ruled the world, and has the ability to be on an equal footing with the eldest grandson.
Mingyue rejoiced, but before the interests of the dynasty, she did not give in, and negotiated seriously with the eldest grandson.
Northern Mongolia is short of food and herbs, and the summer is short of horses. Everyone needs to make up for what they need. In this era of war and chaos, only by strengthening oneself is the best way to protect yourself.
Just when the two sides were at a stalemate on the issue of war horses, a young man stepped out from the team of Beimeng envoys, with a hint of rebelliousness in his eyes, and said, "Your Majesty, Wei Chen has a request, I don't know if it should be said."
Seeing the people who came out, Mingyue frowned and said, "Speak"
The corners of Di Jiang's mouth were slightly curved, and he sneered, "We have heard that Daxia uses Confucianism to govern the country, and there are a lot of talents. Although Weichen is not talented, I would like to see it."
As soon as the words fell, the whole hall was shaken, and the expressions of the Daxia courtiers were not very good-looking. The chaos of the Confucian sect had become a pain that Daxia could not hide. The words of the Beimeng courtiers in front of him were undoubtedly revealing the scars of Daxia. .
Mingyue's face turned cold at that time. She came this time to form an alliance with Daxia, not to quarrel. This Di Jiang was too bold.
At the banquet, Ning Chen sat there quietly, drinking a glass of wine, and was not very interested in these matters. He attended to gather the number of people, so as not to be scolded by the eldest grandson. Just when Mingyue was about to drink Di Jiang back, Yang Hong, who had not spoken, finally spoke up and said flatly, "Di Jiang's words also make sense. In this case, let's try it out, Da Xia Ruosheng, all conditions are subject to you, if Northern Mongolia wins, my emperor
You must not say anything more about any request you make."
Yang Hong opened his mouth, and when Mingyue just came to his mouth, he swallowed it again. Yang Hou and Beimeng have made contributions, so she has to give some face.
"How to compare?" Zhangsun frowned slightly and said.
"Writing one, martial arts one, as for the third one, it shouldn't be necessary"
After speaking, Yang Hong glanced at the courtier who had just opened his mouth, and said indifferently, "Di Jiang, this is the first match for you to compete. If you lose, you don't have to go back."
"Definitely the Mission"
Di Jiang clasped his fists in a salute, with a proud look in his eyes.
The Beimeng side had already made a move, and Daxia naturally couldn't show weakness. The eldest grandson glanced down and saw Ning Chen, who was obviously not interested, so he didn't reluctantly and chose another person.
The eldest grandson of "Hongluqing" looked at Hongluqing, one of the nine ministers, and said, "Come on"
Among the nine ministers, with the exception of Guang Luqing, who died in the Confucian Sect rebellion, Hongluqing's literary talent was the best, and there shouldn't be too much problem dealing with this young man from Northern Mongolia.
"Yes" Hongluqing came out, gave a respectful salute, and responded to the order of the eldest grandson.
"Poems, lyrics, and tunes, please choose your choice," Di Jiang said proudly.
"Since Your Excellency..."
Just when Hongluqing spoke, Ning Chen, who had been drinking quietly in the seat, suddenly looked shocked and looked outside the palace.
"Ning Chen, come to the academy"
The old voice echoed in my ears, hoarse and exhausted. It was thousands of miles apart and could not be stopped. There is only one person in the world who can do this, Master!
Hearing the Master's summons, Ning Chen immediately stood up, bowed to the eldest grandson, and left in front of everyone's eyes before he had time to explain.
The Master's summons should be a very important matter, and it is enough to have the eldest grandson to deal with it.
In the academy, the master stood still, looked at the desolate city in the east, and said, "Twilight, borrow a sword and use it."
When the words fell, the Chaos Sword Embryo trembled violently in the Jian Pond of Desolate City, and the next moment, it turned into a stream of light and flew towards the Tiancang Academy.
In front of Jianchi, Mu Bai looked at the academy with his eyes, and all along, his calm eyes finally showed a wave of fluctuations, so strong and upright.
"The Scroll of Nothing is born"
Seeing the plain white figure that quickly appeared in the academy, the master said bluntly without saying any nonsense.
Hearing this, Ning Chen's expression was shocked, and after a while, he returned to God, "Where?"
"The Homeland of Western Buddha" Master looked at the far west, a vicissitude flashed in his turbid eyes, and said hoarsely.
Hearing these four words, Ning Chen's face changed at that time. Isn't this a place that only exists in myths and legends
Before the words were spoken, two figures came leaning in the distance, one in front and one behind, one was distinguished and the other was charming and charming, it was Prince Yan and Aman.
Seeing the two of them coming, Ning Chen immediately had a bad premonition in his heart, it wasn't right.
"Man, time is short, cherish it"
Prince Yan said calmly, and immediately walked aside, leaving time for the two of them.
Ah Man nodded, put down the sword stand behind his back, walked to Ning Chen, and gently hugged the person in front of him.
"remember to miss me"
The close heart, every heartbeat is clear and abnormal, Ning Chen's heart flashed a touch of panic, and he hugged the person in his arms tightly, for fear that the next moment, it would disappear.
"why?"
Ning Chen raised his head, looked at the master, and asked.
The Marquis of Zhiming of Daxia has an extraordinary mind, and the world knows it. How could he not see what the Master meant. For those who went to the homeland of Western Buddhism, the Master chose Prince Yan and Aman, but he could not understand why there was Aman. "In the future, the entire Eastern Divine Region will face a catastrophe, and the scroll of Wuzhi is indispensable. The strong people in the homeland of Western Buddhism are like clouds. To get the scroll of Wuzhi, at least the top powerhouse of the three disaster realms is required." Speaking of this, Master Glancing at the two of them, he sighed softly, "You two
People are the only people in the world who have the same heart and veins, and there must be one person to go with them, otherwise, even if the scroll of Wuzhi can be obtained, it cannot be returned.”
Ning Chen hugged the people in his arms tightly, his heart was twisted like a knife, and it was the safety of Shenzhou. For the so-called safety of Shenzhou, do you have to let the people around him leave one by one? Then he protects the world, and also What's the use.
Knowing that life is ruthless, it is the eldest grandson, Aman, Xia Ziyi and others, who gradually let him worry about it, run around all his life, and never regret it.
However, today, Aman is going to leave, so that his tired heart will feel the greatest fear. Who knows if there is still a day to see each other in this parting.
In the Royal Palace of the Man Dynasty, the King Man stood in front of the throne and looked in the direction of the academy. There was also a hint of sadness on the majestic face of the king. If there was a catastrophe in Shenzhou in the future, the homeland of Western Buddha might be the last piece of pure land.
King, loving father, it is difficult to distinguish at this moment. For the safety of his daughter, he would rather give up this family relationship, and only hope that Aman can live a safe life.
"Dao Kui, let's go"
Time never waits for anyone, the Master said, and immediately stepped forward, the whole body was full of righteousness, and the chaotic sword embryo in his hand changed in an instant, and the sharp edge appeared in the world, shining in the world.
In the master's hands, the sharp and unparalleled swordsman of Kaifeng, at this moment, even surpassed the sharpness of the gilded feather, causing a large area of space above the sword to collapse.
At the same time, in the Qizhou Mountains, Dao Kui waved his hand, a sword appeared, the strings were plucked, and a sword light that shocked the world flew out from the Qizhou Mountains and flew towards Tiancang Academy.
For thousands of years, Confucianism, the number one person in the world of Taoism, shot at the same time, and the two swords were gathered together.
"Aman, let's go"
Prince Yan greeted him, his eyes finally glanced at the land of the state, and immediately stepped into it.
"you have to be fine"
Aman gently pushed the person in front of him away, held back the tears in his eyes and smiled, turned and left.
When we met, it was difficult to say goodbye. The moment I turned around, two tears fell silently. I knew the pain of parting.
Ning Chen stretched out his hand to stop her, but at this moment, she did not know why to stop her, leaving her to face the future disaster together
The disappearing figure can no longer be seen, and the raised hand has not fallen.
The cold wind blew, and the silent Marquis Suyi was motionless, not knowing what he was waiting for, or was still expecting something extravagantly.
In the barren city, Mu Bai looked at the departing Daxia Legend, and sighed with regret. Unexpectedly, until the end, they never had a chance to officially fight. Such an opponent may never be encountered again in this life.