Since leaving the Holy City, Mr. Hu has been nowhere to be seen.
Ye Qingxuan did not expect that he would meet him again under such circumstances. Although a dispute could be avoided, he was happy but also a little regretful.
"So, can you let me in?" he asked.
"There is nothing wrong with it."
Mr. Hu happily agreed, and then looked at the victims behind Ye Qingxuan: "As for them... As a condition for letting you pass, how about helping me maintain order later?"
Ye Qingxuan nodded, "Of course it's no problem."
Mr. Hu thought for a moment and ordered the subordinates beside him: "Then, open the city gate, maintain order, let the victims enter the city in an orderly manner, and pass on my message..."
He raised his voice, with a hint of hoarseness like thunder, blasting in everyone's ears: "You are not allowed to stay after entering the customs, leave immediately!"
"Those who snoop around will be killed; those who disobey orders will be killed; those who coerce people into chaos will be killed!"
In the astonished look of the victims, Mr. Hu promulgated three beheading bans in succession, and then said in a slower tone, "You are allowed to rest for the night and give porridge ten miles behind Tianmen Pass. I will inform the few people behind. The county will receive it and we will set off immediately at dawn tomorrow. Anyone who lingers will be dealt with carefully!"
What will happen if he doesn't do it carefully, but I'm afraid it won't end well.
Ye Qingxuan raised his eyebrows slightly.
His impression of Mr. Hu has always been that of a gentle and elegant musician. He never thought that he would have such a fierce side. Although he was still dressed in gray at the moment, when he looked down at the victims, his eyes were shining. There was a blazing flame that was completely different from the past.
Like lapis lazuli burning in the scorching sun, turning into boiling iron juice.
Only now did he remember that Mr. Hu's nickname in the Holy City was "The Sun". I'm afraid this title also came from his cold side, right
Soon, the three major gates of Tianmen Pass suddenly opened, and thousands of cavalry sergeants galloped out, announcing orders.
With swords in one hand and heavy iron guns with the heads removed in the other, they were weaving in and out among the chaotic victims. Naturally, there would be no good response to those who disobeyed orders and wanted to cause trouble. If you come down, you will inevitably have to be beaten to death.
Among the crowd, there were a few people who looked quite calm hiding at the back. After exchanging a few glances with each other, they were about to shout something, but their movements were stagnant and unable to move.
I just felt that my whole body was stiff, as if I had fallen into an ice cave.
When they raised their heads with difficulty, they only saw a pair of eyes that were as hot as the scorching sun. Then, they felt as if they were struck by lightning, their hearts beat like drums, and their faces turned red.
After a few snaps of his fingers, his heart ruptured while beating wildly, blood oozed from his seven orifices, and he fell to the ground dead.
At the same time, a pair of eyes stared at tens of thousands of people at the same time.
Even though it was Mr. Hu, it was a bit difficult to support him.
Ye Qingxuan, who was respectfully invited to the top of the city and witnessed this scene, suddenly had a complicated expression on his face, "It seems that I came at the wrong time?"
"Isn't it just the right time?"
Mr. Hu couldn't help but sigh, "You really gave me a huge problem."
No, to be precise, it was not Ye Qingxuan who threw this problem over.
But Bai Heng.
If this was not done intentionally, how could the victims be so densely packed under Tianmenguan overnight
Bai Heng deliberately set off to plunder and drive this group of homeless people towards Tianmen Pass, just to force the emperor to solve the problem.
If they are allowed to pass, there is no doubt that the musicians and traitors among them will cause chaos when the army attacks the city. No, they may even start a riot while they are entering the city.
If they don't let go, then when Bai Heng's troops come to the city, their weapons will be blind, and once the war begins, this group of people will only die. Failure to do so would be equivalent to leaving them waiting for death.
Regardless of the popular sentiment at that time, there will definitely be people in the government and the public taking the lives of tens of thousands of people to make an issue, which will also be a big trouble for His Majesty.
You can’t release them, you can’t release them, you can’t kill them, and it’s even more troublesome if you kill them.
Dilemma multiple choice question.
Mr. Hu knows all about this.
If it were not him who came here today, Ye Qingxuan might not be able to give him face. When the time comes, other people's strong obstruction would probably only force Ye Qingxuan to turn against him and cause even greater trouble.
All I can say is... Your Majesty is really thoughtful and thoughtful.
Thinking of this, Mr. Hu couldn't help but sigh.
No, now it seems that I am afraid that I have everything under control.
When he received the news that Ye Qingxuan was coming to the capital, he dispatched himself in advance, traveling day and night, and rushed to Tianmen Pass to garrison. For people like Ye Qingxuan, it was meaningless to follow the rules and force him with a tough attitude. It will cause bad things, and if you are weak and cater to them, you will lose your majesty.
And if you let yourself come here, everything will be easier.
No matter what happened, Ye Qingxuan was the type who would never make things difficult for his friends.
And when dealing with the victims, Ye Qingxuan may not be unwilling to help if he has his own feelings.
Just because he was used to His Majesty's clever calculations, Mr. Hu didn't feel the slightest joy in his heart at this moment. It is obvious that he can be called the Eternal Mingjun now, but he doesn't feel happy.
Instead, I felt a little...sad.
While he was deep in thought, he suddenly heard a howl coming from a distance.
He suddenly turned around and saw inside the pass behind him. Among the chaotic victims after entering the pass, several carriages suddenly shattered into pieces. In an instant, cloth and gold ingots were scattered everywhere.
Silver flowed out like water, dazzling everyone's eyes.
After a brief pause, the victims became excited and rushed forward, fighting desperately for it.
The musicians mixed in the crowd smiled and threw music around, regardless of any casualties or consequences. Streams of iron light emerged from the void, turning into heavy rain and falling towards the city gate.
Then everything froze in the air again.
It's like time is frozen.
Whether it's the metal rainstorm, roaring roars, the angry faces of the sergeants, the unsheathed swords, the falling spear points, or the gold ingots and silver flying in the air, or even the chaotic victims and musicians.
Everything within the scope of the chaos came to an abrupt stop and stagnated in place.
- "Faust".
"Are you distracted?"
Ye Qingxuan asked with a smile.
Now that King Huang's authority has deepened, Ye Qingxuan has thoroughly understood the principles of "Faust" that Hermes was so miraculous about back then, and even used it extremely skillfully.
Although there is no terrifying achievement like Hermes, who can freeze even the king for two or three seconds with a piece of music, it is easy to beat those musicians who have just touched the threshold of distortion level.
"Ah, sorry, I got distracted."
Mr. Hu smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Thank you for being here."
"It's just checking and filling in the gaps."
Ye Qingxuan loosened his shackles, and after erasing the music of the musicians, he also sealed the etheric induction of several people. Compared with Ye Qingxuan who can only act after the fact, Mr. Hu seems to have the advantage of foresight.
Under the gaze of that pair of blazing golden eyes, it seemed that no detail could escape his detection. With just one glance, he could easily identify Xizuo and the victims.
"This, this, and this..."
Mr. Hu clicked with his fingers, and eye-catching signs appeared on the heads of more than a dozen people among the chaotic victims. Then, a cruel order was issued:
"-Kill them on the spot."
Soon, several brand new heads were hung on the gates of the city wall.
A few big fish that seemed to be of higher quality were kept and taken down for torture, but the rest of them would not end well.
In this regard, Ye Qingxuan had no room to intervene, and he did not feel that he had any excuses or reasons to intervene. Just looking at the behavior of the musicians just now, you can tell what these guys want to do among the victims.
As long as enough commotion can be caused in Tianmen Pass, all the victims may die, and these guys will not blink an eye.
Compared with these people who didn't care if they died, what Ye Qingxuan was more curious about was Mr. Hu's eyes.
If he guessed correctly, it should be the result of some kind of enlightenment school. However, there are subtle differences between Eastern music theory and Western music theory. There are also many differences in theme and image. Ye Qingxuan can only identify that it is some kind of implant. Matrix, but it is difficult to find anything else.
However, after some observation, Ye Qingxuan, who was now completely different from the past, discovered something that he had never discovered before.
Mr. Hu, who was so close at hand, this thin and old man actually contained such violent power that even he felt faintly palpitating.
Although there is no blood of heaven and man, it is not the inheritance of dragon vein, but this power is not inferior to the inheritance of dragon blood.
No, it can be said that it has climbed to the same level as Gangnir.
However, the properties it displays are completely different from those of Gangnir's thunder and lightning. If it were to be summarized in terms of physical images, it should be "iron stone and flames".
The elements of iron and fire are constantly colliding in that power, bursting out a violent and destructive aura, but it is restrained by layers of seals...
It was obviously so powerful, but it was covered by heavy fog. It only appeared with a start when Mr. Hu used his eyes, and then quickly disappeared into the mist of Yunshan, making it difficult to see clearly.
As if aware of Ye Qingxuan's curiosity, Mr. Hu did not hide it, but explained: "This is my teacher's early research. To a certain extent, it can be regarded as the result of alchemy. It's a pity that it can barely be said. I am the only one who has succeeded."
Ye Qingxuan coughed awkwardly and looked away.
Just now, he had violated a taboo out of curiosity and peeked into the research results of other schools of thought. Although Mr. Hu was generous and did not argue with him, it made Ye Qingxuan even more embarrassed.
With Mr. Hu's screening and Ye Qingxuan's checking and filling in the gaps, a large number of victims soon passed through the city gates and entered the former imperial land, which was the territory formerly directly controlled by the emperor.
It's not just the victims who have left here.
Originally, Tianmen Pass was not small. It could even be said that it was a city built specifically around Tianmen Pass. But now, this city has fallen into deathly silence.
Many people brought their families with them, carried packages and saluted, and left together with the procession of victims.
"Are they leaving too?"
Ye Qingxuan looked at the people walking out of the city and couldn't help but frown.
"The war is coming, Ye Zi. Many people have to leave and retreat inward. Soon, there will be no one else here except the musicians."
Mr. Hu patted him on the shoulder, "But the best restaurant chef in the city won't leave until tomorrow. At least we don't have to eat dry food and chat tonight."
"What about you, Mr. Hu?" Ye Qingxuan asked, "Will you stay here?"
Mr. Hu just smiled and did not answer.