All the city guards will be silent and no longer speak.
Everyone in the world knows that Zheng Xiu is the most powerful mistress of the Great Qin Dynasty, and it can even be said that she is the real person in charge of Changling at this moment, because everyone knows that since Yuan Wu ascended the throne, most of the time he has been practicing in seclusion, almost All political affairs are handled by Liangxiang and Zheng Xiu.
However, for Zheng Xiu, the attitude of all Qin people is very subtle.
Her ruthless governance of the entire Great Qin Dynasty has made the Great Qin Dynasty unprecedentedly orderly and powerful in these years. However, her ruthlessness always makes people unhappy, just like her previous attitude towards Mo Shoucheng.
The more important reason is that she always has that person's brand on her body.
In the eyes of these guards, even if she finally betrayed that person and chose Yuanwu, she was once that person's woman after all. For many years, the Holy One they were loyal to chose to forget and erase, but some of what she did Things keep reminding me of that person again and again.
The holy will cannot be guessed.
However, for these people who don't like Zheng Xiu very much, they are also very clear that the strength of the Great Qin Dynasty is due to the close relationship between the Holy Majesty and the Empress, the strength of the Holy Majesty's cultivation and the unparalleled governance of the Empress.
For the entire huge Qin Dynasty, the most important thing is the attitude and thoughts of the emperor towards the Queen's actions.
"Shen Xuan?... Was he sentenced to death?"
In the majestic and gloomy palace, the Emperor Yuanwu was sitting on the couch in plain clothes. He calmly looked at the scroll of documents unfolded in front of him, shook his head peacefully, and then closed his eyes.
Closing your eyes is the beginning of a new round of practice.
It means not to see, not to see.
Regarding what Zheng Xiu has done, he is still the same as before, allowing Zheng Xiu to indulge and turn a blind eye.
…
The palace is very quiet.
But the people walking inside were very panicked when they saw the quiet room used by the emperor to practice, the two-phase pavilion, and the location of the queen's study in the harem.
They all felt that something big was about to happen.
However, nothing happened, and everything was calm as usual.
The table and chairs where the queen sat were moved forward, closer to the mysterious courtyard and the spiritual spring filled with white aura.
All the petals of the lotus in the Lingquan have withered, and a firm lotus pod has formed, and the lingering white spiritual energy seems to be gathering towards the lotus seeds in the lotus pod.
Each immature lotus seed is like an individual practitioner, revealing an unspeakable aura.
The queen's perfect face exudes a porcelain-like luster, and her eyes seem to be cast calmly in the blurred light that shuttles through the courtyard, but the world she perceives is full of turbulent waves.
Her perception has reached the heights of the starry sky that she can't touch on weekdays.
The natal sword that came from Zhao Jianlu but was forcibly captured by her is now passing through the thinnest air zone with difficulty, as if it has really left this world, like turning into a star, slowly shuttling in the silent world starry sky.
Her perception was entangled with the sword, and she tried her best to let the sword be tempered by the sparks that she could not touch before.
This is a new exploration for her, and it is also a great adventure.
The little sword carrying her will is like a small boat in the vast ocean, which is in danger of capsizing at any time.
Every time a brand-new spark falls on the little sword, the vitality on the little sword will be burnt to produce a wisp of smoke, and the blade will tremble violently, and the meaning of that pain will naturally be transmitted back to her perception world. on her body.
Zhao Si's natal sword, after she tempered it day and night, almost became her natal sword.
The pain of the natal sword is the real pain.
However, she didn't feel any pain at all, because a kind of great joy always filled her whole body and the whole spiritual world.
Every ray of vitality on the little sword was burned, and when it seemed to be in danger, starlight was attracted from all directions by her will and poured into the little sword.
These starlights turned into vitality, combined with the sparks remaining on the little sword, and truly settled in the little sword.
On the surface of the small sword, occasionally debris fell off like a cicada's slough, but the whole sword did not shrink.
This little sword seems to be reborn from the inside out.
At this time, she also felt that she was reborn.
She is the sweet girl of heaven, but when she left Jiaodong County, she met that person, no matter how good she was, she couldn't surpass that person.
When that person disappeared, Yuan Wu passed through the eight realms.
No matter before or now, she always bears the brand of that person or Yuan Wu, consciously always in the shadow of those two people.
Now Zhao Jianlu has a sword in his hand that can withstand her will and tempered by Xinghuo, and she has to continue the Tianshen Jue to take her into a brand new world. Her state of mind is just as free as when she entered Changling on the first day.
When the little sword broke through the end of her original perception, and the surface peeled off layer by layer like a cicada, ushering in a new life, Shen Xuan, who was wearing a brand new official uniform, was slowly walking out of that cold palace.
His official uniform is a deep purple that Changling did not have before, and the patterns on his clothes are twisted like chains.
The flesh and blood wounds on his body had scabbed off, but the skin was still uneven, with different shades, as if there were many dead vines hidden under the skin.
The newborn flesh and blood were still itchy, but Shen Xuan laughed inexplicably while breathing in the fresh air.
He also ushered in his new life.
…
Yanshangdu.
A rebellion launched by the foreign king has been completely put down.
Many troops from other counties and counties have begun to withdraw, and the people have begun to get busy with their livelihoods again. The people in Shangdu have seen this kind of bloody incident too much. As long as it is not carried out in the small courtyard where they are, such big things are just It has become a topic of conversation after dinner.
Several streets and alleys that were most severely damaged in the battle are still cleaning up corpses.
A general in bronze-colored armor sat wearily on a section of the collapsed courtyard wall, watching the corpses of his subordinates who were constantly being cleaned up, the bitterness and helplessness in his eyes became more and more intense.
Not far away, there were several patrolling palace guards. When they looked at this burly general, their eyes were full of envy and awe.
This general is Fan Yuqi, a famous general of the Yan Dynasty, a general of the Northern Yan Army.
The awe naturally stems from Fan Yuqi's strength shown by leading the army in this rebellion, but the envy lies in... This rebellion caused the death of many generals who were above this general, and this general seemed to be pulled out by countless people. He must be the No. 1 figure in the next reorganization of the military.
If a person wants to become a king and a prince in his life, he needs some amazing encounters.
However, for Fan Yuqi, he is very clear that he was able to sit here alive in the end. It happened that there were several powerful outsiders.
The general raised his hand, and a subordinate with a stern face, but deep in his eyes was full of grief, came to his side.
"Give it to that foreigner named Wang Taixu."
He took out a soldier talisman casually, handed it to his subordinate, and said slowly: "Tell him what I owe him."