The bright moon is born from the tide, and the spring river connects the sea level.
When the moon was in the middle of the sky, Emperor Yuanwu, who liked to wear common clothes in the Daqin Palace, walked out of the imperial study and stepped onto the stargazing platform.
Seeing today's record of "a demon star fell in the Weihe River, dark red in color, lest it be ominous", Thaksin took up a pen and changed his way: "In the spring of the twelfth year of Yuanwu, auspicious stars came to court, and auspiciousness descended from the sky. Everything is suitable. .”
The moon is not full, only a corner is missing.
But when he stood on a high place with his hands behind his back and looked at the bright moon, he looked very satisfied.
Where in the world can there be complete perfection and perfection
Even if those traitors were not directly killed, even if someone wanted to kill Fusu taking advantage of the overall situation, what he needed had already been achieved.
From the beginning to the end of the Lushan League, Changling will be completely peaceful, and the Great Qin Dynasty will advance steadily.
As for those chess pieces... Sometimes the chess pieces are only valuable if they are alive. The strongest emperor is not to kill Wushuang, but to be able to win a game of Wushuang's banner.
Different intentions lead to different realms.
What he cares about is not every move, every move, every victory and every loss of an ordinary practitioner, but the whole world.
At the same time, a convoy that looked like a caravan was marching on the official road.
In this convoy that had been two days away from Changling, Mr. Li Ling, whose hair was dyed black with medicine, was also looking at the bright moon in the sky through the curtain of the car.
The Liling Monarch's Mansion in Changling seems to be the same as usual at this time, even his study room is still lit, but no one knows that he has officially embarked on the road home.
At this time, the fish market became bustling instead, with many people swaying like ghosts under the heavy canopy.
Holding a black bamboo stick, the rickety old man looked at the woman in red with a peaceful face who was sitting in front of the piano stage as usual, and begged, "Miss, you must leave Changling."
"It's not just what you mean, those uncles in the court also mean the same, right?" The woman in red shirt looked at him and asked softly.
The rickety old man nodded and said: "The reason why we can take shelter in Changling is that Emperor Yuanwu knew that we have nothing to do with the world and just wanted a shelter, but since he has already moved us, it means that he wants this The fish market has changed. This time, it’s a wake-up call for the face of those uncles in the court.”
The woman in the red shirt nodded, but sighed, and said softly: "That being said, if you were born in Changling, even if you die, you have to stay in Changling to see for yourself. Ye Celeng won't leave, and I will How could you go?"
The rickety old man's eyes were dark, and he still wanted to say something admonishing him for a moment.
However, the woman in red went on to say softly: "No one else knows, but we checked the body of Song Shenshu that day for the first time, and it must be a silkworm that died nine times. Mr. Zhao Si broke his sword, and Bai Shanshui was seriously injured and left. Even if the two can escape, Emperor Yuanwu can show his hands in the Lushan League as he likes, and he won't care about me, an orphan, for a while."
The rickety old man took a deep breath and finally stopped talking.
Fang Xiumu was also watching the moon at this time.
He was standing on the rock in the middle of the river where Zhao Sizhan and Ye Celeng had been.
The river in front of his eyes reflected the not-so-full bright moon with a corner missing.
In his heart, there is also a bright moon that is not quite perfect.
The turbulent river beat against the rocks under his feet, stirring up thousands of waves.
Although he didn't fall into this game, and he didn't get to witness the shocking battle that took place here, but there were only some subtle traces, some subtle changes in the vitality of the world, which made him imagine the scene of the battle here at that time.
The sky is falling with fire, the river is interrupted and the green pool is born, and the sky is broken and the cold pool is shattered... The image that finally freezes in his mind is Ye Celeng walking here exhausted and sitting on the reef under his feet.
Why did Bai Shanshui and Zhao Yi act recklessly and fight wildly, why did Ye Celeng dare to appear in front of these two people, and why did he stay in Changling.
He looked at the not-so-full moon swaying in the river, and felt that compared with these people, he lacked something crucial.
It was hard to disobey the holy will before, and his broken mirror finally missed half of his glory.
At this time, feeling the aura left by these three wonderful women, he began to have an epiphany.
Whether you can get back the half of the difference is actually all up to you.
The difference is not the heat, but the fetters, but the courage.
"Take off your clothes and go!"
In his mind, suddenly sounded like a Buddhist gatha.
The worry in his eyebrows disappeared in an instant, and there was an indescribable joyful smile on the corner of his mouth.
He took off all the clothes on his body and jumped into the river barefoot.
In the pitch-black river, he laughed and let the water wash over his body, drifting away from Changling.
This is the strongest sword intent he has brewed so far, and it cuts off all the ties between him and Fanghou Mansion, Changling, the imperial palace, and this dynasty.
This night, some people stay and some people leave.
In the overall situation of the most powerful Emperor Qin in history on the observatory, the first accident finally appeared.
Fang Xiumu did not become a powerful sword he brought to the Lushan League, but chose to leave.
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"Bringing Bai Shanshui into the fish market, Zhao Si and Bai Shanshui fought, if Zhao Si must avenge Zhao Zhan, in the first battle, Lian Bo, Shen Xuan and others ambushed the rear, let alone Zhao Si and Bai Shanshui , even Zhao Yi will die, what a big deal."
In the wine shop of Wutongluo, Ding Ning was not looking at the moon, but looking at the face of the eldest grandson Qianxue who was more beautiful than the full moon, and said slowly.
Shen Yi is also a wealthy family in Guanzhong, and he has many sources of news quickly, and there are many ways to inquire about the news on the second floor. In addition, the fish market is not far from Wutongluo, and the eldest grandson Qianxue has also sensed many auras, so this shocking The overall situation was gradually clear in Ding Ning's mind at this time.
"It has the breath of Xishan sword disk."
Changsun Qianxue knew without much thought that killing Fan Zhuo just happened to ignite the fuse of the overall situation. She frowned slightly and said, "This is Li Lingjun's talisman soldier, which is close to the power of the middle grade of the seventh realm. What good did Emperor Yuanwu promise him, but actually asked him to hand over this thing."
Ding Ning sneered, "Of course he is allowed to return to Chu."
Changsun Qianxue said, "Will the price be too high?"
Ding Ning glanced at her and said, "In the Great Chu Dynasty, there are countless people who don't want him to go back. It's not a big price to keep him safe."
Changsun Qianxue frowned, and said, "I'm not saying that the price he paid was too high, I mean that the price paid by the Great Qin Dynasty was too high in exchange for Xishan Sword Disk."
"Do you think Lord Liling is excellent, and you are afraid that the enemy country after the Great Qin will have a young and powerful emperor?" Ding Ning shook his head indifferently: "In terms of mind skills, Lord Liling and Zheng Xiu are far apart. Zheng Xiu Since Xiu asked him to go back, it means that she never thought Li Lingjun was her opponent, or that she had absolute control over this matter. In the great battle in the third year of Yuanwu, our army was wiped out by 200,000 people. , lost countless chariots, and cut off Yangshan County. One son changed six hundred miles, which is a great shame, so you are optimistic, this time the Lushan League, Emperor Yuanwu's first target is the Great Chu Dynasty. This time Lushan After the alliance, if nothing else happens, Yangshan County will be handed back, and if we want to destroy the enemy country in the future, the first one to be destroyed will be the Great Chu Dynasty."
After a pause, Ding Ning continued with a sneer: "Compared to killing Bai Shanshui and Zhao Si, getting Lord Liling to return to Chu is the most important game in this round. Although Lord Liling is excellent, he is in Changling. Staying for too long. Staying in Changling for too long, everything about him has already been learned too much."
The eldest grandson Qianxue's expression became more and more displeased.
She doesn't like things that are more complicated, and people with more complicated minds, she doesn't like them even more.
What's more, she has never liked Zheng Xiu.
"I remember the child's breath."
There was a rare chill in her eyes, and she said slowly.
This sentence was very abrupt, but Ding Ning understood it completely. He was silent for a moment and said, "I know he should be Fusu."
"Who wants to kill him?" She was also silent for a moment and asked.
"Someone wants to kill Fusu by taking advantage of this situation. The person who can do such a thing will not be an ordinary dignitary, but a duo? The dignitaries behind the rest of the princes, even Zheng Xiu, are all possible." Ding Ning shook his head. Shaking his head, he looked at her and said, "This kind of battle in the temple is like the rich family's wives and concubines fighting openly and secretly. It is the most complicated."
The eldest grandson Qianxue frowned, and said in a cold voice, "Zheng Xiu is also possible? Why did she kill her own son?"
"Maybe it's just for show, even if I don't attack with all my strength, she will be prepared?" Ding Ning said indifferently: "Maybe it's just another round, deliberately making people think it was planned by someone else."
This kind of palace dispute is too complicated, and the eldest grandson Qianxue finally has no interest in thinking about it.
She closed her eyes and began to practice, but she was still unable to consummate like the bright moon with a corner missing, and she was still unable to meditate inwardly.
She opened her eyes again, looked at Ding Ning, and asked, "Is he that man's son?"
Ding Ning looked into her eyes, shook his head seriously and definitely, "No."
Changsun Qianxue didn't say anything, and closed her eyes. For some reason, the frost on her face was thicker than usual.
Ding Ning also closed his eyes, but at the same time, he said in his heart, "But maybe it can make the emperor think so."