The far north, the snowy plateau.
There are no imaginary temples, no rich heaven and earth aura, and there are not many immortals with immortal spirits, but here is the pure land of Yongle.
In the fields, there are farmers planting, in the puddles, there will still be people planting seedlings, and the school is full of reading, and the young people here do not shoulder the hatred of the country and the family. Yuan Fei.
In a simple square courtyard, there is a mature man who is about 30 years old, a white dress wins snow, a snow-white waterfall with long hair, handsome in appearance, icy muscles and bones, if it is not a strong physique, conspicuous throat, it seems this The master of Yongle Pure Land is more like a beautiful woman, the queen of the snowy land.
His name is Changsheng. The names of the people in the Yongle Pure Land are very casual and poetic. If even the names must abide by the rules of etiquette and pass on from the ancestors, this place would not be the Yongle Pure Land.
With inheritance and rules, there will be fights, and where there are fights, there has never been a pure land.
In the sky, a goshawk flew by, and in the snowy plateau, there was never a goshawk. Behind Changsheng came an old man with white hair, who also looked like a fairy in white clothes. In comparison, this old man is more like the master of Yongle Pure Land.
"Master, there are distinguished guests visiting outside."
After hearing about Changsheng, he said: "I heard that there is a dumpling restaurant in the imperial capital that has very delicious dumplings. I always want to eat it once, but it is always delayed because of various things, such as things in the fields. For example, children’s homework, for example, I have been waiting for the snowy spring, but the snowy spring has never come."
"But I don't like spring really coming. The beauty of melting snow and ice is instantaneous. Only the scenery of Wannian Snow Mountain is eternal."
The old servant hummed: "Understood."
Outside the snowy area, there is an unowned highland barley. The emperor came here alone this time, without any army escort, and no majestic mount.
Comes dressed in plain clothes with good materials. He is already a master in the realm of gods. It seems irrelevant whether there is anyone to escort him.
He waited here and didn’t take the initiative to enter the snowy area. He had been here many years ago. At that time, he was still very weak.
, It is impossible to enter the icy snowy area.
Now he is strong enough, but this time he came, and the nature of the last time he came is actually the same, because he has something to ask for, so he came.
He still needs to look at the other's face.
Unlike the last time, this time someone came.
The old servant of the longevity came, and the emperor saw this old servant and subconsciously thought that this was the master of Yongle Pure Land, but soon he knew that it was not. The reason why the master came out to meet the guests personally, he was originally. There is no horizontal relationship with the owner of Yongle Pure Land, so it is naturally not worthy of others to come and meet him personally.
The emperor said with both hands: "I have seen one step."
The old servant said: "My master knows that it is here. Goshawks never appear on the snowy plateau. He doesn't like spring, and the ten thousand-year-old snow mountain does not need to melt. He wants to go to the prosperous imperial capital and eat a bowl. Dumplings, but he never went."
"Your Majesty, there is no need to come here in person."
The emperor knew that the people of Yongle Pure Land would look upright and embarrass himself.
But at this moment, he was asking for something, so he could only lower his posture, and said, "Actually, I came here to ask for something. There have been cracks in my empire. The enemy's army is coming. Members of the royal family, maybe they are not opponents. I need people from Yongle Pure Land to come out and turn the tide."
The emperor now has no leisure and elegance to narrate his feelings, and the scenery between mountains and rivers is the most direct attitude to be honest, simple and clear.
The people of Yongle Pure Land do not like intrigue, their attitude towards life is simple, and the attitude of the emperor should naturally be simpler.
But the emperor didn't know. When he came, Changsheng already knew what he meant.
The old servant said: "Your Majesty has misunderstood, here we have never participated in secular disputes."
The emperor said slowly: "But if you don't participate, if Zhou Tian's army really comes, your Yongle Pure Land may not really become Yongle Pure Land, and you don't have the ability to continue to stay high."
"The opposing party's god masters are numerous."
"You and I join forces, maybe there is still the possibility of breaking the deadlock."
After hearing this, the old servant did not reply to the emperor, but only Wei Juyi.
Bowing, he turned and returned to the snow-covered plateau, leaving the emperor alone in this unowned barley field.
The emperor didn't become angry. He knew that some things ended up like this. It didn't work at the beginning, and at the end, it didn't work either. Efforts were useless in some cases.
With a sneer, he left here.
You shouldn't listen to Heipao's words, it is boring to come here to find yourself, this time the war still needs to rely on his own strength.
It's just that the king of Wu Tu Xiong is dead, and the evil spirit has turned against the water. The pressure of public opinion and the war situation are extremely unfavorable for this emperor.
The old servant returned to the Sifang courtyard and conveyed the emperor's meaning to Changsheng.
After hearing about Changsheng, he asked, "In your opinion, should Yongle Pure Land participate in this battle?"
"If that young man named Zhou Tian led an army here personally, can we Yongle Pure Land be able to beat others?"
The old servant smiled softly: "I don't think it can be opened. The men here are all busy with the things in the fields. The women here are only women weaving."
Changsheng has entered the realm of gods and generals. One person can be an army of hundreds of millions. Even if many gods and masters come here in person, it does not matter to Changsheng.
"But that prince will still come here."
"What do you want to say?"
The old servant said: "Please go back. He has already received help from Yongle Pure Land. There are some playful children who are still by his side. He is here, and he can't see Wannian Snow Mountain."
Changsheng sat on the chair and said, "Wait, wait until this war comes to an end."
"At that time, let's face Zhou Tian again."
"If you really want to fight a game, I prefer one-on-one to two-on-one."
The old servant made a pot of tea and looked at the blue sky. The clouds were actually very heavy, not as light as imagined.
"I've counted it, this empire collapsed, only day and night, the days when the emperor played mystery has been too long."
"Already decayed in power."
"Rotten wood can't stand the sculpting of knives and axes."
Changsheng smiled slightly and said, "Perhaps, the emperor's eucharist may not be an axe knife..."
(End of this chapter)