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Chapter 271: Qin Wuhou's fame spreads across the land, and the king's assistant returns
Ji Daochun's voice was very low, but the voice of the young Qin Wuhou was bright. Wen Lingjun's expression froze slightly. Those three words and the existence of the powerful official who was walking out should be mutually exclusive.

A domineering and heroic sword sound rose from the emperor's palace.

The Chixiao Sword suddenly rose up.

It turned into a red dragon, circling and roaring, dyeing the sky red, and then fell into Li Guanyi's hand. The sword whistled, and Ji Daochun's expression became more and more solemn. Qin Wuhou held the sword without saying a word.

The divine weapon, the Chixiao Sword, chopped down heavily.

Ji Daochun just felt a flash before his eyes, he subconsciously raised the dragon head stick in his hand, then shook his hands, and the dragon head stick suddenly broke.

The Chixiao Sword fell.

Blood exploded.

There were bursts of exclamations, and the officials in red and purple robes stumbled back.

A huge empty circle suddenly appeared on the jade-white imperial road engraved with reliefs. They thought something tragic was going to happen and their hearts were pounding.

For a moment, no one dared to move, and all the dignitaries stood there frozen.

Dare to move?
Don't dare to move, don't dare to move.

Even the Imperial Guards who came after hearing the news changed their expressions when they saw the sword.

They all half-knelt on the ground.

At this time, the dignitaries in red and purple robes finally reacted and hurriedly lowered their heads and stepped forward. The students outside the imperial road also bowed and saluted, worshiping the divine weapon, the Scarlet Sky Sword.

Only Li Guanyi was still standing there proudly.

Everyone worshipped the Scarlet Sky Sword.

It was as if everyone was worshipping him!
But Li Guanyi held the sword but did nothing. This extremely sharp divine weapon cut off the dragon head stick, and the sword tip was just firmly placed on Ji Daochun's neck. When it was chopped down, the sword body embedded into Ji Daochun's shoulder, and blood gushed out.

It is now embedded here, and blood keeps dripping down.

The young prince's gaze was indifferent, as if he didn't even notice Ji Daochun.

Ji Daochun felt that stinging feeling again.

What he longed for was to pull this hero, who was as mighty as a dragon or a tiger, into the royal family. If that was not possible, he would use his power to restrict his rights and ensure that the dignity of the Red Emperor's lineage would not fall.

He didn't expect Li Guanyi to be so decisive.

He didn't expect that the Master of the Chixiao Sword that Ji Yanzhong refused to mention was him.

Li Guanyi held the sword, put it on the man's neck, and said:

"Although I really want to kill you with my sword."

"Killing you doesn't seem to make any sense to me."

"It just dirty my sword and my hands."

Ji Daochun stared at the young face and the Chixiao sword with an extremely complicated expression on his face. The dignitaries around him all persuaded him to take the sword back. Qin Wuhou seemed to be persuaded and retracted the sword tip, the extremely sharp sword body.

Even if Li Guanyi didn't really kill him with one blow, the Chixiao Sword cut into his shoulder for several inches, like a saw, scraping against the old man's shoulder blade, flesh and blood meridians. The pain was so severe that Ji Daochun's cheek was twisted.

If Yu Dao kills people, the righteousness he has gained will disappear in an instant and he will become known as a brutal and powerful official. Jiang Wanxiang and Chen Dingye will not let go of this weakness.

Li Guanyi thought that if he was the ranger himself, he would have picked up this old man and smashed him to the ground, then beat him with his fists until his face was covered with bruises, which would have allowed him to vent his anger.

Who are these old guys disgusting?

But at this moment, Qin Wuhou could not do such a thing.

After receiving the greatest help from the emperor, he immediately killed the elders of the royal family. Even he knew how domineering this was. The young Qin Wuhou suddenly sighed and said, "The general trend of the world is binding you and me. We will never be free."

"It seems that I have changed too."

Ji Daochun felt a kind of heroic spirit from the young man in front of him.

The next moment, Qin Wuhou suddenly smiled.

At that moment, Ji Daochun saw that the grace of a prince disappeared from Li Guanyi's face and turned into a ferocious grin.

"But you want to threaten me? Use your rules to discipline me?"

"Fuck me!"

"Old pig-dog!"

"Fuck your motherfucker!"

He took the Chixiao sword, exerted force suddenly, and swept the sword across!
The blade of the Chixiao Sword was wide and hit Ji Daochun's face heavily.

Snapped! ! !
Ji Daochun was knocked flying, and Li Guanyi hit him back with another strike.

The Chi Xiao sword hit the old guy's face hard twice, again and again. The Chi Xiao sword was like a slap in the face, and the old guy spit out blood from his mouth.

I won’t kill you.

It's just that I won't kill you.

No one dared to stop Qin Wuhou who swung the Chixiao Sword.

A mouthful of well-maintained teeth flew out and landed on the imperial road, making a clanging sound. There were waves of panic and screams. The eunuch ran out and said anxiously:

"General, General, your majesty said, please spare his life."

Li Guanyi stabbed the old man's neck with his sword, almost grazing his neck. He looked at Ji Daochun and said, "I won't kill you today because I want to save face for the emperor."

"I, the Marquis, respect His Majesty's order and will not kill you."

The voice spread slowly and fell into the ears of many students.

Li Guan let out a long sigh, and the unhappiness in his heart finally dissipated a little!

His court dress was stiff, so he stretched his muscles.

happy! !
Wen Lingjun was already dazed and dazed.

Li Guan turned around and walked away, not bothering to pay attention to the people behind him.

But at this moment, Ji Daochun, who was supported by the dignitaries, staggered to his feet. He shook off the dignitaries who were supporting him. He looked at the young prince in elegant court robes, and cried out in grief:

"Ancestor Chidi, the family business you founded is about to be usurped by outsiders!"

"I have no face to see you."

"The incompetent emperor!!"

"Rebellious ministers and traitors, rebellious ministers and traitors!!"

Ji Daochun had experienced three dynasties of emperors and was a veteran of the royal family.

In his eyes, the achievements created by the ancestor Chidi surpassed everything. The emperors of later generations were merely heads of families. The world should have belonged to the Chidi family, but they had given up power.

And now, as he watched Qin Wuhou stride away, he realized that everything he was familiar with and proud of was about to be torn apart, and he was already so old.

Overwhelmed by great grief, Ji Daochun cried out several times and suddenly pushed everyone away.

"As a minister, I was unable to guide the emperor and honor our royal family; I was unable to restrain the powerful ministers and restrain their power. I am guilty of this."

The white-haired old man from the royal family laughed miserably, bowed respectfully towards the imperial palace, and suddenly rushed forward.

Ji Daochun bumped headfirst into the Red Emperor's Merit Stele not far behind Li Guanyi.

He used up all his strength, his brain burst, blood gushed out, and slowly slid down. People have the instinct to protect themselves, and it is difficult to kill themselves with such great force. Such determination is absolutely incomparable to suicide.

Blood spurted out of Ji Daochun's mouth, his eyes fixed on Li Guanyi's back.

And then died here.

The blood flowed slowly along the bricks and stones with reliefs. The atmosphere of the entire Imperial Road became stiff and solemn. Li Guanyi paused slightly. Ji Daochun's blood flowed under his feet. He understood that there was a deeper level of conflict between himself and these elders.

They follow their own logic and order.

And I came here to destroy the glory they cherish.

The White Tiger Clan that started the war...

Li Guanyi suddenly lowered his eyes and smiled faintly, with the smell of blood all around him. The young prince stepped on the blood-stained white jade imperial road, then held the sword, facing the horrified and shocked gazes of those young students, and slowly walked forward.

He didn't look back.

Ji Daochun, who was buried alive for this era, had some bones left, but the rest of the royal family were nothing but dry bones. Wen Lingjun stared at this scene intently. In the eyes of the students, the solemn imperial palace, the imperial road, and the oldest elder of the royal family were already dead.

Qin Wuhou walked towards them step by step, holding the Chixiao sword.

The wide imperial road seemed to be divided into two parts.

On one side were the royal families and nobles who stopped where they were, and on the other side were the princes who walked forward solemnly.

A huge impact hit the students' hearts. Regardless of friend or foe, they knew that they would probably never forget what they saw today.

Even after decades, even when they are old and gray, when the younger generation asks them about their experiences when they were young, they will definitely recall the scenes they see today.

Li Guanyi stopped.

Qin Wuhou turned his wrist, and the tip of the Chixiao Sword finally touched the white bricks of the imperial road again, penetrating three inches into the bricks and stones. His palm was hovering over the hilt, his court robe with unicorn pattern fluttering, his brows were sharp, behind him was the towering palace, and the sky was covered with rolling clouds.

He raised his eyes and looked at the students of Wenlingjun Academy.

All the students, except Wen Lingjun, lowered their heads subconsciously.

This day.

It's been three hundred years.

The Lord of the Scarlet Sky Sword appeared again in Zhongzhou.

Then he said: "Li Guanyi opened the government's Tiance."

"Students who wish to set foot on the world."

"Come!"

........................

The bloody murder in the court has ended.

Li Guanyi's reputation has fluctuated greatly. Some people believe that Ji Daochun is a loyal minister of the royal family, while Li Guanyi is a usurper of power. Others say that since Li Guanyi pulled out the Chixiao Sword, he is the orthodox descendant of the Chidi.

No matter what, Li Guanyi's reputation will surely soar to the sky.

They have suddenly become the most powerful ones in the world.

Even if he failed, he would leave a more significant mark in history. Wen Lingjun returned to the academy in a daze. He was still a little confused at this moment and could not believe what he had seen before.

Ji Daochun was always considered a highly respected elder of the royal family. He had been involved in politics eighty years ago and had a very high reputation. The imperial court and major aristocratic families had all received his kindness.

Li Guanyi drew out the Chixiao Sword.

Wen Lingjun was a little confused about who was the orthodox one, and suddenly someone pulled him.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Wen Lingjun regained consciousness and turned his head to look at the force pulling him. Feng Xiao was drinking. Feng Xiao frowned and added, "I can see that you are not listening carefully. This time, I'm afraid something big is going to happen."

Wen Lingjun nodded: "Yes."

More than half a month later, it was the time for the discussion in the academy. Many students and great scholars had to come forward. Feng Xiao said, "Originally, the Eighteen Prefectures of Jiangnan were not in an advantageous position. Li Guanyi is now in the limelight and is the general of Tiance."

"But if he accepts this title, it means he will come into conflict with the royal family and the aristocratic families. Most of the students in the academy have connections with aristocratic families. Even if they are born as ordinary people, they have received favors from aristocratic families."

"At this point, Li Guanyi has almost no chance of winning."

"Not to mention, the great uncle Ji Daochun committed suicide in front of the Imperial Dao Merit Monument."

Feng Xiao murmured, "I dare not even think about what the entire clan and the court will say about him after this news gets out. At this point, even if Li Guanyi has a great reputation, he will not be able to gain any advantage in the debate at the academy."

"But, he just..."

Feng Xiao was silent, not knowing how to say this in front of his friend. Wen Lingjun said, "He drew out the Scarlet Sky Sword."

Feng Xiao grinned and said:

"Yes, in the end, is it the legend of the Scarlet Sky Sword that is more important, or is it the favor and affection of the noble family in reality that is more powerful? This will depend on the discussion in a dozen days. But no matter what, Li Guanyi's name has completely shocked the area."

Wen Lingjun said: "Yes."

Feng Xiao sighed, and seeing that Wen Lingjun looked somewhat absent-minded, he left him here to let him have a good rest. He then quickly ran out with the wine in his hand to find other old friends in the academy to talk about this matter.

But when I passed by the courtyard of the Confucian Gongyang Suwang, I seemed to hear bursts of screams.

The drunk Feng Xiao was confused and stretched out his fingers to pick his ears.

"Is Your Majesty the King of Su killing chickens?"

"It was so miserable."

"No, what kind of chicken is this? It makes such a loud sound!"

Feng Xiao took a sip of wine, rode the horse backwards, swaying leisurely, and then leaned on the horse to move forward. What he saw today was too shocking, and he wanted to drink.

Ah, still calling?
Feng Xiao took a dazed look, drank, and thought to himself:

"You are so amazing, Your Majesty the King!"

“Even killing a chicken is so extraordinary!”

"The voice is so miserable, and it can keep screaming. Hmm, it must be a special breed."

"I happened to be drunk and couldn't get up in the morning. I'll ask His Majesty the King what kind of rooster his family has. It crows so energetically!"

Feng Xiao left leisurely.

The screams in Suwangyuan continued.

Wen Lingjun stroked the jade pendant in his hand and remained silent for a long time, not knowing what to do. At this moment, he heard a light knock on the door. Wen Lingjun woke up from his thoughts and looked up.

A young man wearing a gray-blue top, a dark green skirt, his hair tied up with a wooden hairpin, and black boots stood there. He looked simple, and it was Wen He.

Wen Lingjun welcomed Wen He back.

Wen He looked at Wen Lingjun and asked, "Did you see that incident today?"

Wen Lingjun smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, but why are you here?"

Wen He looked at him and said calmly, "I guess you must be having a very difficult time deciding right now. After all, on one hand, there is the orthodoxy of the Scarlet Emperor, and on the other hand, there is the Scarlet Sky Sword. These two sides are in conflict in front of you. With your personality, although you can see far enough, you are too docile."

"I guess you are struggling."

Wen Lingjun remained silent, smiled bitterly, and said, "Is it so obvious?"

Wen He said calmly, "No matter what, you and I are brothers. Plus, you are also in your twenties, so this will definitely happen. However, you have always wanted to be loyal to the orthodoxy, but now you have begun to hesitate. Doesn't this mean that you are also disappointed with the so-called orthodoxy?"

Wen Lingjun was speechless, Wen He poured the wine casually and said, "Tell me about it."

"There is nothing that cannot be discussed between you and me. Perhaps I can give you some advice."

Wen Lingjun sighed, picked up the wine glass and drank it all, holding the wine cup and said:
"I hesitated. My Wen family has been a noble family for generations. We all receive salaries from the imperial court. The royal family has been very kind to me. In the current situation, if I abandon them, how would I be any different from a heartless person? But, but now..."

"The world is in turmoil, and wars are raging among the nations. The south of the Yangtze River is pacified, the western regions are in turmoil, and the princes are gathering in Zhongzhou. This is a critical time for the survival of the world, but Li Guanyi holds the Scarlet Sky Sword and can open his own government office."

“Zhongzhou is still immersed in the grandeur of the family and the glory of history.”

Wen Lingjun only said to Ji Daochun: "How stupid!"

"He thought he was loyal, but with his own death, he forced the entire family and clan to compete with Qin Wu. This old guy used the entire court and the royal family to build his own reputation!"

"A treacherous minister who is like a termite!!!"

Wen He looked at Wen Lingjun and said, "I see. Your emotions are in conflict with your rational analysis."

"Very good, you are a sentimental person."

“I like dealing with people like this.”

"Because I am too."

Wen He smiled.

Wen Lingjun wanted to laugh at him, but when he opened his mouth he found his voice was getting weaker. Realizing something was wrong, he shook it and this Wang Zuozhicai fell directly on the table, unable to move.

"Aren't you here to help me, give me advice, and make decisions?"

Wen He put down the wine cup, then took out a hemp rope of Baobing grade from his arms.

Mr. Wenhe smiled and said, "Yes, I am here..."

"I made the decision for you."

! ! ! !
Wen Lingjun sensed something was wrong, but he could not struggle. Wen He said, "With your personality, sometimes you need to be pushed. It's a pity, Lingjun. I know your talent best."

"Upright and majestic, there aren't many such people in the world."

"I am here with my lord. When I think that you, who restrain me, are in another place, I lose my appetite, eat and sleep. After thinking about it, I decided to tie you up first."

stretch!!!
The rope of the Baobing level was tightened, and Mr. Wenhe smiled warmly:
"Seventy-eight kinds of compound poisonous paralysis powder, sixty-eight kinds of paralysis medicine for the body, and three kinds of medicine for the soul."

"Please accept it."

The head of the academy, Wen Lingjun, a talented man who assisted the king, was tied up.

Voluntarily joined the Qilin Army.

........................

When Li Guanyi, wearing court robes, went to the palace with the officials from the Ministry of Rites, the palace was relatively peaceful. Ling Pingyang was in charge of guarding it, while Murong Longtu went away leisurely and disappeared. When the silver-haired girl was flipping through the files alone, there was suddenly a noise.

A soft sound.

The silver-haired girl's ears twitched slightly.

But she was still looking at the files attentively without turning her head.

Then the source of the sound seemed unwilling to admit defeat, and another sound was heard.

Yaoguang sighed softly. Even at this moment, her expression was still calm. She put the file away, then turned around and walked to where the sound came from. There were two steamed buns on the ground.

There was an old guy squatting in the corner.

He is white-haired, unkempt, and has a black turtle by his side.

Sima Ming.

The silver-haired girl looked up at him and said in a calm voice, "Do you think this will attract me?"

Siming scratched his head awkwardly: "Ah, uh...isn't it?"

Yaoguang said: "Please don't waste food."

Old man Siming was kicked off the corner by the black turtle.

The old man scratched his head, looking quite embarrassed. He stuffed the two buns into his arms, looked at Yaoguang, and said, "Hahaha, it won't be wasted, it won't be wasted. However, I came to see you because I really have something to ask."

Yaoguang tilted her head, turned around and was about to leave.

Siming quickly reached out and held the little girl, saying, "It's a good thing, it's a good thing!"

"I swear on the name of Siwei."

"This must be a very good thing! Otherwise, let him be ruined! Let him, let him ..."

Siming couldn't think of anything excessive to say at the moment. He could do it in a way that would prevent Si Wei from chasing him. Yaoguang sighed helplessly and said in a calm voice, "I know."

"What are you taking me to?"

Siming gave a thumbs up and said, "Good boy!"

Then the old man and the young man climbed over the wall and went out. Old Siming used magic along the way and cooperated with Yaoguang to conceal the aura of the two of them, and then they circled in this huge city.

The old Siming took out money to buy some snacks, candies and the like for the little girl, then he talked about stories of the past in a loud and clear voice. After wandering around for a while, they arrived at a rather gorgeous place.

There is a high red wall separating the inside and the outside, and only the tops of the trees can be vaguely seen. Outside are guards wearing armor and holding weapons, all of whom exude a cold aura, which makes people feel shocked when they see them and dare not approach.

Siming pointed inside and grinned:
"There are some interesting things in there!"

Yaoguang thought about it and took a bite of the dessert.

The silver-haired girl turned and left!

“Hey, hey, hey, come back, kid…” Old Man Siming stretched out his hand and lifted Yaoguang’s hood. The old man was actually quite tall, and he lifted the silver-haired girl up with just a strong pull.

The girl walked in the air as if she were on flat ground.

He was silent for a moment, lowered his head, and saw that his steps were floating.

Old Master Siming grinned, and he didn't know what magic he had used to go through the wall. When he walked in, Yaoguang's eyes widened and asked, "If you know such magic, why did you climb over the wall?"

Siming said confidently: "It is my hobby and pursuit."

As he spoke, he and Yaoguang went inside, hiding around the pavilions and towers, but they didn't go any further. Soon two people came. In just a moment, the silver-haired girl's expression seemed to change a little -

Of the two men rushing over, one seemed to be extremely old, but still had a cool demeanor, and the murderous aura of weapons almost turned into substance; the other was dressed in cloth, with hanging silver hair, and had a free and easy demeanor.

It is the military god Jiang Su, the whale fisherman.

Yaoguang's heart was in turmoil. She wanted to leave, but Siming stopped her:
"If you want to go, the old man won't stop you."

"But once that empty-basket fisherman discovered it, it's hard to see him again."

Yaoguang remained silent for a long time, and then sat there obediently. The two people's magic was accumulated together. Then, with a blank expression, she carefully held the leaves and covered her head. Old Siming laughed silently and pressed his elbow on the little girl's head.

An old man and a young boy just stared at that side.

Inside the pavilion, the atmosphere between Jiang Su and the whale fisherman was quite good. Even the whale fisherman would not look down on the war god Jiang Su, who was at the same level and had even more profound internal skills than him.

That's not pride, that's just stupidity.

The two of them interacted with each other as equals. After a few drinks, Jiang Su smiled and said, "Good skills, good formations, and good alcohol tolerance."

The whale fisherman said, "You're not bad either."

Jiang Su just shook his head and said, "I've heard that whale fishermen are always arrogant, but this is exactly what I see now."

The whale fisherman asked, "If I don't say this, does that mean you are bad?"

Jiang Su didn't take it seriously, he just laughed, stood up to persuade him to drink, and said, "How heroic! Whale fishermen travel all over the world, have you ever known the military strength of our Daying, and have you ever seen our prince?"

The whale fisherman drank and said, "I have never seen any prince."

Jiang Su smiled and said, "My prince is over thirty years old, as graceful as jade, and a man of talent. One day, I will lead a million soldiers and conquer tens of thousands of miles of territory with Your Majesty. The prince will be the common ruler of this world."

The whale fisherman said, "Isn't that great?"

Jiang Su said: "That's good, but there is still one problem. My prince has never had a queen, that is, the future crown princess, the queen of the world."

The whale fishermen still just drink.

Jiang Su smiled and said, "I heard that you have a daughter?"

"Would you like her to be my prince's wife?"

"In the future, will you be the queen who rules the country?"

The silver-haired girl stared over there.

The whale fisherman finally stopped drinking and looked at Jiang Su:

"Ok?"

(End of this chapter)