Lide is still trying to think about the relationship between Irene and the family of the Lord of the Sea of Clouds, and the intention of the people behind the scenes to let him get in touch with Irene. At the same time, the final decisive battle in Zhaochen's territory finally started: the nine sons of Zhaochen, Fangyuan, approached the city, forcing Lord Zhaochen to resort to the last resort—Yujia's personal conquest, with this son whom he had never looked at for more than 20 years. Win or lose.
The results are predictable.
Lord Zhaochen's cobbled-together army of alchemists collapsed in front of Fangyuan's army formation, and awakened Lord Zhaochen's decades-long dream of longevity. That day, the skinny Lord Zhaochen was wearing a loose Taoist robe and sitting on a sedan chair, his eyes were wide open, watching the unstoppable barbaric enemy army smashing his formation, his eyes were full of horror and disbelief.
But before he could use the remaining spirit awakening to launch a further counterattack, a dagger pierced his chest. Lord Zhaochen looked to the side with unbelievable eyes, and the woman he had favored all these years had a distorted smile on her face.
She forced the dagger into Lord Zhaochen's hand, and then screamed loudly:
"It's not good!! The lord committed suicide!!"
Only then did Lord Zhaochen feel the pain. Looking around, none of the seemingly loyal soldiers and ministers who followed him came out to uphold justice for him. Obviously every pair of eyes saw that the woman killed him, but every mouth chose to be silent.
Lord Zhaochen spat out several mouthfuls of blood, and said in a weak voice:
"You, unfamiliar dogs..."
He slowly closed his eyes, and the last thing he saw before falling down was Fangyuan's eyes full of hatred on the white horse and silver gun. Lord Zhaochen felt that perhaps he should be more magnanimous, and smiled at him, congratulating him on winning Zhaochen, whom he had been thinking about. But when he saw the fat Fangyuan jolting on the horse, he couldn't help showing a sneering look. This son really didn't even inherit his heroic spirit, and this stupid pig's appearance was annoying. People are bored.
Lord Zhaochen collapsed on the sedan chair, and the people who carried the sedan chair scattered away. Zhaochen's generals and ministers knelt down together, and said loudly to Fang Yuan who was riding on the horse:
"Zhaochen can't live without a master, please Master Fangyuan succeed!"
"Master Fangyuan, please succeed to the throne—"
With the help of the magpie, Fang Yuan rolled over and got off the horse. Standing on the icy ground with his chubby body, he laughed as he watched those people whose knees were broken and their heads smashed. He raised his hand and said to the guards on the city gate:
"Open the city gate!"
Immediately, the solid door rumbled open.
Fang Yuan stopped looking at those kneeling on the ground, got up and walked into the city step by step. The cold winter wind blew on him, turning his face pale with cold. Fangyuan's army followed their master into the city, and then dispersed in a crowd. At this moment, the lady of the family in silk and satin is as low as a prostitute in a brothel.
Fang Yuan took the magpie to the Lord's Mansion, and the splendid Lord's Mansion immediately opened its doors to welcome its new owner.
Fang Yuan walked in, his eyes were a little confused for a moment, and then became full of emotion.
He walked into the middle hall of the lord's mansion and sat on the luxurious chair. Although it is far from the dragon chair that the king sat on in terms of splendor, it is also a symbol of Zhaochen's supreme power. He has been thinking about this position for too long. He has lived like a pig and a dog for so many years, just to be able to surpass everyone one day.
For this reason, he first suffered blind eyes and bullying at home, and then traveled around to do business hard to make money, but most of the family business he saved had to be enshrined to Lord Zhaochen as tribute. No one knew how he survived all these years. At the moment when it was really achieved, Fang Yuan grabbed the hair on the top of his head, and tears fell on his body.
Magpie wiped his tears with his sleeve until it was soaked. Fang Yuan held the magpie's hand in his hand, looked at her, and said in a trembling voice:
"I will make you the mistress of the lord... From today on, you will be Zhaochen's mistress."
The magpie opened its mouth and nodded.
Fang Yuan collapsed on the chair, feeling a little weak for a while.
He closed his eyes, called the butler of the Lord's Mansion, and gave an order.
"Take back my father's body, chop it into pieces and throw it into the pigsty. Find another one of similar appearance and stature, and put it in a coffin for burial. My brothers and sisters, those who are still in the city, all Catch them and don't let them kill themselves."
The butler's body trembled violently, but he obediently withdrew and went to work.
Fang Yuan raised his head, looked at the ceiling above his head, smelled the fragrance of the medicinal pills in the room, and smiled cruelly.
He seems to be muttering:
"Finally it's my turn... It's finally my turn... This time, instead of me sitting here, I want you to die, and I want you to experience all the pain I suffered back then! I want you to live on your knees, and I want you to stretch out your hands Go begging, even if you don’t have enough food and clothing. Mother, did you see that I won, I won!!”
His voice echoed in the room full of alchemy furnaces, only Magpie listened silently.
The victorious army is burning, killing and looting without restraint. Fangyuan has brainwashed them for a long time, making them feel that they and Zhaochen are two different forces. They are Fangyuan's soldiers, they are robbing Lord Zhaochen's money and people, they don't conflict. The flames of war are further burning in the city, and in the places where you can't see and don't want to see, can't control and don't want to control, the world is like hell.
Yunyang, Heyue held the information about the north, sighed heavily, and remembered what Lide said to him back then:
"Prosperity, the people suffer; death, the people suffer."
He Yue supported her head, put the documents aside, and called her right-hand assistant, Fei Lin.
Feilin walked into the council hall with a sullen face, and found that he was the only one here, so he realized that He Yue had something important to discuss with him.
Sure enough, He Yue said to him at the beginning:
"After the examiner finished, I should have transferred you back to the Yunyang Center to work by my side. But now there is a position outside, and I don't feel at ease with anyone other than you. So I will discuss it with you today and see if you have a job." I don’t have the idea of transferring outside, if there is, I will put this burden on you; if you want to take a break, it doesn’t matter, I will ask others.”
Ferrin calmly replied:
"With you in the center, there are not many places that need to be reformed. This place is not suitable for me, and I want to jump out and do things early."
He Yue nodded and didn't speak for a while, but just signed a document silently.
Fei Lin waited for a while, and seeing He Yue raised his head again, he asked:
"I don't know where and what you plan to send me to do?"
He Yue rolled up an appointment book, handed it to him, and replied with a smile:
"Go to Zhaochen's territory and become the chief assistant of internal affairs."
Even though Feilin had kept a cold face for many years, he couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard the words.
He Yue waved her hand and said to him:
"You go down, and besides, Fang Shisan please come over."