The general trend of the world, all the kings think that they see it very clearly. When planning military strategies under the general trend, they think that things will inevitably develop in the direction they expect, so that the general trend of the world will be in their own hands in the end.
The general trend of the world is not a murder case, and there is no single truth. However, no matter how many roads there are in the world, the wheel of history will only take one of them. There is only one person in the world who can hold the reins of the carriage and control the direction.
This is what Zhu Wen is saying to his wife Yang.
When Zhang Zhongsheng was eating, he was also eating. Unlike the former banquet guests, only his wife was eating with Zhu Wen. The son was too young to sit on the table, so he was hugged by the maid.
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The two of them were not having a lively meal, and even seemed a little deserted. Zhu Wen also had a brother from the same country who was regarded as a brother, but the old cripple who was not old was unwilling to serve the table, saying that he was not qualified, and would rather squat at the door holding his job bowl , like a peasant.
"The times make heroes. If there is no chaos in the dynasty, there will be no heroes competing in the Central Plains. All the heroes in the world can take advantage of the situation, but in the end, there is only one person who can control the situation and even create it. That is Lord of the world." Zhu Wen continued.
People live in this world, because of various things, they will always think and feel in different situations. People who can share their experience with themselves must not only be close, but also be at the same level of wisdom and state of mind. Zhu Wen is undoubtedly lucky, because his wife is his bosom friend.
But at this point, Zhu Wen suddenly stopped talking and put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand. The food in the bowl was steaming hot, but he didn't intend to eat any more, and looked out the door thoughtfully.
Mrs. Zhang was surprised by her husband's behavior, and was about to ask a question, but saw a strange look in Zhu Wen's eyes, and said in a still gentle but non-negotiable tone: "You go to the backyard."
Mrs. Zhang opened her mouth to ask something, but in the end she didn't say anything. She hurriedly got up and picked up her son, and left with the maids. Before going out, she turned her head and gave Zhu Wen a deep look.
Zhu Wen sat at the table without getting up, but looked peacefully at the empty yard. The ups and downs in life made him not only able to deal with changes without surprise, but also has a very different mood and mind from ordinary people.
The old cripple at the door had already stood up straight. He no longer had a big bowl in his hand, but a long knife drawn from nowhere. His eyes were full of dangerous vigilance, like a wild beast that would pounce at any moment.
However, he couldn't catch the enemy's figure, and couldn't even detect the breath, so the dangerous eyes looked a little dazed.
Zhu Wen said calmly: "Since you have already come, why have you refused to show up?"
As soon as the words fell, Zhu Wen's pupils shrank suddenly, and the veins on the back of his hands on his knees twitched, and he almost made a fist and threw it out with all his strength.
There is one more person across the round table.
It was this person who appeared suddenly that made his body react instinctively.
But he didn't make a move.
Because he saw the other person's face clearly.
He nodded and fell silent.
At this time, he should have many kinds of reactions.
If it is a friend who comes, he should greet with a smile, express welcome, and forgive the fault of the other party for trespassing on the back house.
If it was an enemy who came, he should draw his sword and cut off the opponent's head. As a veteran in the army, he has this decisive heart to kill.
But the only thing that shouldn't be to fall into silence after being stunned.
Zhu Wen, who was silent, was obviously thinking, thinking deeply, as if the ultimate meaning of life was in front of him, and he had to understand it thoroughly immediately.
The old cripple at the door stood there motionless, still maintaining a guarded posture. It wasn't that he lost the courage to enter the door to protect the Lord, but that only his eyes could move his whole body.
Not long after, Zhu Wen raised his head again and said: "The world is so big, there was only one hero who could rise up with the trend and create the current situation. In the past few years, there are only three or two heroes. I originally thought that in the next few years, I'll join the ranks and potentially be the one and only at the end of the day."
He laughed out loud, full of sarcasm and self-deprecation, "If I think so, there must be Gao Pian, Li Maozhen, and even Wang Jian. It's ridiculous, those of us who call ourselves heroes and think we are the masters of the world's destiny My guy, after a life-and-death bloody fight, at the end, he found that he was just a monkey jumping up and down, being watched for fun."
Zhu Wen couldn't restrain his heartache when he said this.
No matter who it is, when they find out that they are just a monkey, they will be very heartbroken.
After the heartache, Zhu Wen relaxed instead, and was finally able to look directly at the person sitting across from him, "I should have expected that a person who has changed the control of the Taoist sect for thousands of years and is truly powerful will not disappear so easily In the world. It's a pity that every person who thinks that he will achieve a great cause will always think that in the process of fighting against himself, the failure of others is inevitable and should be taken for granted."
After a pause, Zhu Wen raised his arms and clasped his fists on the table: "King An, don't come here without any problems."
The person sitting opposite Zhu Wen, except Li Ye, would be no one else.
Li Ye listened carefully to Zhu Wen's words from the bottom of his heart, which made him look at each other a little differently, at least the chill he felt when he first came here dissipated a lot.
He looked left and right at the furnishings in the house.
The room is decorated in a simple, elegant and warm way. There are not many expensive calligraphy, paintings and utensils, but everything is practical and handy, and it feels like home everywhere. There is also a delicate little rattle in the corner, which seems to be Children's toys.
Li Ye said lightly: "General Zhu is a lucky man."
Zhu Wen understood Li Ye's meaning, and there was a warm smile in his eyes, "Although I don't have much cultivation, I can still manage the family. It is indeed my blessing to marry her."
Li Ye looked at Zhu Wen, "If you are blessed, you should cherish it."
When he said this, Song Jiao and Young Master Si Ming appeared on the cornice outside the courtyard, accompanied by more than ten real people. They were distributed in different directions, surrounded the yard, and blocked all escape routes.
Li Ye was comparable to Zhu Wen's cultivation level, and he had a secret, with the ability to kill the opponent. With the siege of many monks in the real world, Zhu Wen, who was fighting alone, could not even escape.
So when he uttered those eight words, no matter how ordinary his tone was, it also implied an indissoluble murderous intent.
Li Ye had every reason to kill Zhu Wen.
It's not because the other party plotted against him in Kunlun, but the existence of the other party itself is a threat to him. A Yangshen real person with a secret, this time he will be reinvigorated because of Gao Pian's help, and there is no guarantee that he will not make trouble in the future, this is something Li Ye can't tolerate.
Kill it to eliminate future troubles.
This is Li Ye's best choice.
Zhu Wen said calmly: "Even the gods can't save the person King An wants to kill."
Li Ye asked: "You and I are old friends, so you can tell us what you want."
Zhu Wen took a longing look at the direction where Mrs. Zhang left, feeling very regretful, but soon became calm again, and said to Li Ye: "If Wang An can let my wife and children go, Zhu will be very grateful."
When the old cripple at the door heard this, his facial features were distorted and his face was ferocious, his canthus cracked, leaving two lines of blood.
Li Ye stood up and looked at Zhu Wen playfully: "General Zhu doesn't plan to give it a go?"
Zhu Wen shook his head and sighed: "As long as King An is still in this world, what do we have to fight for?"
Li Ye was noncommittal.
With a flip of his wrist, Lu Jujian was in his hand, and suddenly a sword light shot out, broke through the roof and went straight into the night sky, illuminating the entire city of Bianzhou.
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No matter what major events happen in the world, which heroes fall, how many lives are killed, the rotation of the sun and the moon will not be affected in the slightest.
The sun rises as usual, and a new day comes as scheduled. The residents of the city open their doors and walk out of the house in the rising sun. What they see is still the same Bianzhou City as yesterday, and they are still busy with their humble or great livelihood.
They didn't know how many people died in the city last night, how many courtyards were stained with blood, and they didn't even know that the main officials of the yamen and the main generals in the army had changed—just like not long ago.
It wasn't until the afternoon when various news spread that they knew that the military governor of the Xuanwu Army had been replaced by Liu Dazheng. The monks under Wang's command who came to quell the chaos were killed.
Undoubtedly, this is a major event, and many people are happy to see its success. After all, King An was benevolent and righteous, his officials never oppressed the people, and his army never harassed the village.
Under the willow tree not far outside Bianzhou City, Li Ye rode his horse and stood beside the road. When the last batch of Tsing Yi yamen monks came rushing from the city gate, he stopped waiting and turned his horse's head and walked slowly on the official road.
Behind him, Zhang Zhongsheng rode his horse to follow. He looked at the familiar and unfamiliar figure in front of him, with extremely complicated expressions, sometimes gritted his teeth and sighed, sometimes raised his head to look at the sky, sometimes lowered his head in silence, sometimes looked painful and sometimes lost his mind, as if his nerves had gone out of control.
Song Jiao looked back at Zhang Zhongsheng, who was unkempt, and said to Li Ye: "Although there are no great monks in the real world around Zhu Wen, after all, he has a secret and is powerful. It is not easy for ordinary monks to deal with him. How do you plan to tell Li Maozhen about this matter?" ?”
Zhu Wen, who is in charge of heaven, cannot be killed by ordinary monks, not even immortals, but Li Ye doesn't care about this issue.
He said: "The Tsingyi Yamen has the ability to wipe out all the monks here. Although Zhu Wen is immortal, it does not mean that he will not be injured, not to mention that he has to protect his family. In the face of dozens of real people, he can only bring his wife Take your son and run away."
Song Jiao's eyes were playful: "Will Li Maozhen believe it?"
"Of course, he is busy dealing with Yang Xingmi now, so he doesn't have the energy to think too much. When he has time to find Zhu Wen to verify this, it means that the battle of Huaisi is over. At that time, whether he can save himself or not It's a question." Li Ye chuckled lightly, not without dark meaning.