Li Qinglin is not a god after all, he did everything but missed one thing.
Or that his mind wasn't in this area, he didn't think about it at all.
Although the blazing flame formation is in the outer palace, the fire will naturally spread to the inner palace. The Xihuang Army was not all crowded into the outer palace square, but Mang You had long been scattered around the main road. When the fire broke out here, there were remnants of the army running in, killing and looting.
The guards in the palace couldn't stop these remnants of the Western Wilderness at all.
Even many palace guards and concubines in the palace did not know Li Qinglin's plan. Seeing that the fire city was broken and the palace was on fire, the first reaction was "the country is over", so they all began to loot the property in the palace and escape.
If nothing else, Li Qinglin's family members would all escape from this catastrophe, including his only child who could not save his life.
In the East Palace, a young woman in palace attire with an ordinary appearance and an elegant temperament stood by the window with a little girl over a year old in her arms. Looking at the firelight outside, listening to the cries and scoldings of the soldiers and horses, the expression was full of gnashing hatred.
"Some people may say that your father is a hero. But to you and me, he's just an asshole."
The young woman smiled miserably, turned around and waved, and hung a white silk on the beam.
The screams started, and the eunuchs outside the palace were hacked to death. Several remnants of the Western Wilderness rushed in, carrying their knives and laughing wildly: "I found them, this is Li Qinglin's queen and princess!"
The young woman didn't even have a chance to hang the beam, she silently took a pair of scissors and pressed it against her neck.
The Xihuang soldier's eyes were red, and he laughed wildly: "You died, and when you died, you stripped your clothes and hung your body outside the city. There is also this little girl, which my father took and sold to the Xihuang kiln to make a thin horse. patronize hahaha…”
The young woman was trembling all over as she watched as the soldiers from the Western Wilderness rushed in and went to grab the child.
The one-year-old little girl sat on the side, looking at the vicious soldier with big eyes calmly, without crying.
"I hate this kind of look the most, and it has the same virtue as your dead ghost father!" The Xihuang soldier was furious, and he would slap the child in the face with a slap.
Suddenly, a gust of wind whistled past, and the slap slapped the air, and the child was taken away by an invisible force and floated all the way out of the palace.
Turning his head to look, a youth in a green shirt stepped on the fire and entered the palace. I saw a flash of Qingying, and the person who came had blocked the queen and handed the child to her.
The queen was taken aback: "You..."
The Xihuang soldier raised his sword and said angrily, "Who are you!"
The visitor turned his head slowly, without looking at the soldiers in the Western Wilderness, his eyes turned to the fire not far away, a little sad. After a while of silence, he whispered, "Nanli National Teacher, Qin Yi."
The mace roared, and before the soldiers in the Western Desert could react, all their heads cracked and they died on the ground.
The queen cried bitterly while holding the child.
The child hid in his mother's arms, staring at Qin Yi's thin back with big eyes without blinking, without saying a word.
Many people have forgotten that Nanli has a national teacher, but Qin Yi is really Nanli's national teacher.
The return of the national teacher eased the chaos.
With the force of crushing ordinary soldiers and Nanli's respected status as a national teacher, it took only half a day to reorganize the guards, contact the internal and external ministers, and completely settle the entire Lihuo City.
In fact, before Qin Yi entered the city, he saw the city gate fall and the palace was on fire. He was holding the last bit of luck to see if there was still a chance to save the Li Qinglin brothers and sisters from escaping.
When I entered the city, I felt that it was not the case. The palace was on fire, but the entire Lihuo City only had a few remnants of the army. There were even ministers who led their family members to resist, and the chaos came. It didn't look like it was occupied at all. It was only after the inner palace was rescued and the foreign ministers were contacted that he learned of all Li Qinglin's arrangements from the prime minister.
Then I saw Ming He and got Ming He's retelling.
"So in his heart I'm really a friend?"
"Actually, Li Qinglin... is not an emperor, he is always a warrior in essence."
Qin Yi was silent for a long time, and said in a low voice: "Being a friend in the northeast, I really answered your hexagram, but I don't know how to celebrate."
Ming He shook his head and did not answer.
Qin Yi looked at her for a long time, but in fact he didn't know what answer he wanted to get.
Ming He has the absolute ability to reverse everything, and it is no use to save anyone's life, and he can even directly help destroy Xihuang. But Qin Yi knew that Minghe couldn't be blamed for not doing anything because it really had nothing to do with her.
In her eyes, Nanli and Xihuang do not exist at all. She is just a spectator and a witness to a piece of history.
What's more, Li Qinglin doesn't necessarily want to be rescued by anyone. For a warrior, it is far better to die in glory than to lie in bed sick and feeble.
But Qin Yi was a little uncomfortable after all, so he couldn't help saying: "The Taoist priest has watched so much, and I don't think you have gained anything. So far, Qin's heart has been fulfilled, and this hurdle has not yet been crossed."
"Yes." Ming He said: "This matter is over, Pindao will go back to the sect to retreat, and there will be a breakthrough. In addition, the sword formation of fellow Daoists has given Pindao a great inspiration, and the way of formation will definitely improve after that. On the first floor, Pindao owes Taoist friends a favor."
Tassel made a "hum".
Qin Yi said: "My practice is not as good as yours, but I always think that your 'experience in the world' is fake. If you don't invest yourself, you will feel as shallow as what you have learned on paper."
Ming He said strangely: "Daoist friend has never had such an idea before... Looking at Daoist friend's meaning, it seems that the trip to the rift valley is quite enlightened?"
"I didn't go for enlightenment. It's a pity that everything I did was in vain, I didn't say anything."
This is outside the ruins of the outer palace. After Qin Yi said this, he ignored Ming He and walked slowly into the ruins.
The fire has been put out by the organization, and the square is full of scorched corpses. It is impossible to tell who is who. Soldiers are silently cleaning up the site.
There was still snow in the sky, and soon the square was covered with snow.
Qin Yi patrolled back and forth for a long time, and finally stood still. Where he stood, a black-burning gun was faintly exposed in the snow.
He bent over to caress, the burnt black was wiped away, revealing the silver light inside.
The life-enhancing elixir has been obtained, but it is no longer used - even if he comes back early, it is meaningless to Li Qinglin. In the last days of his life, Li Qinglin knew exactly what he wanted.
Qin Yi knew that he admired him very much. Compared with Ming He, Li Qinglin lived his life as he should.
His views on immortal longevity and human achievements are originally slightly biased towards the latter. Although he is a salted fish who does not rely on both sides, it does not prevent him from appreciating the latter more.
Therefore, getting friends in the southwest is like doing business with others.
The queen came over with the child in her arms, looked at the gun in front of Qin Yi, and asked in a trembling voice: "National teacher... Yes, is this... "
Qin Yi couldn't bear to remove the snow on the corpse holding the gun. After a long time, he squatted down and held the child's shoulder: "This is your father's gun. Remember, he is the greatest king in the history of Nanli."
The sound of hooves came from far to near, and when they were about to reach the ruins, the horses were all lined up, and there was no more sound.
Qin Yi stood up and turned his head to see that it was Li Qingjun, the blood-stained Zhengpao.
The two stared at each other silently for a long time, Li Qingjun suddenly jumped off the horse, ran over and hugged Qin Yi hard.
She almost exhausted all her strength, so that Qin Yi's well-rounded body felt a little pain, but he didn't say anything, just gently stroked her hair and felt her trembling body.
Qin Yi knew that she wanted to cry, but she didn't cry.
More than two months have passed, and this innocent girl has already changed. She is now the pillar of the sky in Nanli, and she can no longer easily show the slightest weakness on the outside.
Li Qingjun hugged him hard for a long time, before softening as if exhausted, leaning in his arms and whispering: "I will spend a day or two at most to stabilize the situation in the king's city, bury the king's brother, and support his niece to ascend the throne. At the same time, prepare for war preparations and directly counterattack Xihuang. You… are you going?"
"Go." Qin Yi answered simply and clearly.
He is not a spectator like Ming He.
He is Li Qingjun's lover, Li Qinglin's friend, and Nanli's national teacher.
No matter what it was, he was happy to wipe Xihuang off the side of the couch for Nanli.
This is the best chance.