I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years
Chapter 134 Curse
Tang Zheng's face was full of excitement as he walked in the temple carrying a pot of fine wine.
When the disciples in the temple and the pilgrims saw the emperor, they all knelt down and saluted.
Facing the crowd, Tang Zheng just walked forward on his own and ignored them.
Tang Zheng's voice came from far away across Yan Xiu's yard.
"Dao Zun, Dao Zun!"
Yan Xiu, who was sitting under Jianmu and comprehending the magical power of moving stars and changing constellations, slowly opened his eyes.
Tang Zheng had a smile on his face, carrying a food box in his left hand and a bottle of fine wine in his right hand, and he just walked in.
"Dao Zun, double happiness has come, and it should be made clear!"
He laughed, placed the food box and fine wine on the stone table, and poured himself some wine.
Then Tang Zheng picked up one of the cups and drank it all in one gulp, and his cheeks turned red in a few seconds.
Yan Xiu looked at Tang Zheng who was immersed in excitement and smiled faintly: "Your Majesty, the war between the two dynasties has come to an end. Why don't you take charge of the palace, but come to me instead?"
Now that the Nanhua army has been completely wiped out, the huge dynasty can no longer muster an army to compete with the Yuan Dynasty.
If this news leaks to the ears of several neighboring dynasties that are eyeing it covetously, even if they are intimidated by the Dao Master's reputation, they will probably take a bite.
After all, the Nanhua Dynasty has a vast territory, and its people are prosperous and well-off, so it is hard not to be attracted.
Tang Zheng laughed and waved his hand.
"Don't worry, Daozun. Lord Ding has already arranged this matter properly. There is no need for me to worry about it."
He poured another glass of wine and let out a satisfied groan after drinking it.
"The strength of the Yuan Dynasty today is something I have never imagined, and all this is due to the contribution of Dao Zun."
Tang Zheng felt that drinking from the shallow cup of wine was not satisfying enough, so he simply picked up the wine jug and drank it all in one gulp.
He came to the foot of Jianmu, sat down beside Yan Xiu without any imperial manner, and said: "If there is anything in this world, just ask me, and I will use the power of the whole country to find it for you!"
Although the Yuan Dynasty had only been established for a few decades, it was able to annex the Nanhua Dynasty, which had lasted for hundreds of years.
Such a feat has never been seen before in this land.
Emperors throughout history have all cared about how future generations would evaluate them. As an emperor, Tang Zheng's great achievements will surely be recorded in history and be immortal.
In the future, when the royal descendants of the Yuan Dynasty worship their ancestors, I'm afraid that Tang Zheng will have to mention this emperor.
Upon hearing this, Yan Xiu just chuckled and said, "Come to think of it, there is a little bit."
"I hope that there will be no more wars and diseases in the world, and that the people can live and work in peace and contentment, with no worries about food and clothing. Apart from this, I have no other wishes."
From ancient times to the present, in every period of war, the people have suffered the most and the only ones who have been miserable are the common people.
The people are prosperous and suffer.
If they die, the people will suffer.
When Tang Zheng heard this, the excitement on his face gradually faded.
He naturally understood these principles, but the world situation was unpredictable and could not be influenced by him alone.
"I hope the emperor will remember the oath he made in front of so many civil and military officials when he was gathering his destiny."
Tang Zheng remained silent after hearing this.
Of course, he remembered the situation on that day vividly and will never forget it in his life.
Establish a heart for the heaven and earth, and establish a destiny for the people.
As the founding emperor of the Qiyun Dynasty, he naturally did not dare to go against the oath he made.
"Don't worry, Daozun. As long as I am in power, I will keep this oath in my heart and teach future generations to do the same."
In response, Yan Xiu just laughed and did not answer.
Just as the yard fell into silence, footsteps were heard outside the yard.
Ding Xisheng walked hurriedly, pushed open the gate and walked straight in front of the two people.
"Greetings, Your Majesty, Daozun."
After paying respects to Yan Xiu and the other man, Ding Xisheng said, "Your Majesty, there is a letter from the Nanhua Dynasty."
After saying that, he handed over the letter in his hand.
"Just think about it."
Hearing Tang Zheng say this, Ding Xisheng opened the letter, glanced at it quickly, and then laughed.
"Your Majesty, after learning that the war was a great defeat, the Emperor of Nanhua was willing to cede half of Nanhua's territory to our Yuan Dynasty just to negotiate peace."
When Emperor Nanhua learned that millions of soldiers were killed on the battlefield, he was furious and scolded Qin Mingrui.
But later he realized that after this battle, Nanhua no longer had the strength to challenge, so he had to send someone to draft a letter and send it to the Yuan capital to seek peace.
Although he knew that the probability of success was almost zero, he still held on to hope.
When Tang Zheng, who was sitting under the Jianmu tree, heard this, he slapped his thigh and burst into laughter.
"I thought the Emperor of Nanhua would fight to the bitter end with the Yuan Dynasty, but I never thought they would actually negotiate for peace."
After drinking the whole bottle of wine in one gulp, Tang Zheng threw it away, leaving Yan Xiu speechless.
"Tell the Emperor of Nanhua to clean their necks and wait. My Yuan cavalry will trample the capital of Nanhua and massacre the royal family in less than three months!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the redness on Tang Zheng's face suddenly faded like the tide, and a pale complexion appeared, and he began to cough uncontrollably.
Ding Xisheng's face changed immediately and he hurried forward.
"Your Majesty, your illness..."
He was stopped in the middle of his words by Tang Zheng's sharp eyes.
Yan Xiu stood up upon hearing that, and flashed to Tang Zheng's side, grabbing his wrist and meridians.
"The pulse is stable, the qi and blood are vigorous, and there doesn't seem to be any sign of serious illness. Could it be an external attack of wind and cold?"
Yan Xiu murmured something in a low voice, then frowned.
Although there were no symptoms of illness in Tang Zheng's internal energy, Yan Xiu's spiritual sense revealed that his vitality seemed to be dissipating every moment.
"How is this going?"
Yan Xiu stared into Tang Zheng's eyes and asked.
The latter just waved his hand to indicate that it was nothing serious.
"You said."
Yan Xiu turned his gaze to Ding Xisheng, his tone filled with authority that could not be refused.
Ding Xisheng suddenly seemed embarrassed and looked at Tang Zheng with questioning eyes.
Tang Zheng sighed and smiled bitterly.
"In fact, this is not a disease, but a curse brought by the Qiyun Dynasty. It cannot be cured at all."
Then Tang Zheng sat down at the stone table and slowly explained the whole story.
It turns out that this symptom has lasted for almost a year.
At first, the palace physician diagnosed the patient with a cold after taking his pulse, but after prescribing several doses of medicine, there was no improvement.
Empress Wu Qian loved her husband so much that she dismissed several imperial doctors in anger.
It was not until Ding Xisheng read ancient books that he realized that this was not a disease, but a symptom brought about by the Qiyun Dynasty.
According to ancient books, the reigns of emperors of all dynasties did not exceed a hundred years, and the lifespan of each emperor was about one hundred and twenty years.
It stands to reason that the lifespan of a warrior at the Xiantian realm can be extended by a hundred years, and the lifespan of a warrior at the Tianyuan and Tiangang realms can reach two to three hundred years.
Since he was the master of the Qiyun Dynasty, the emperor's cultivation could not be low, so why did he pass away in just a hundred years?
It took a long time for our predecessors to finally come to a conclusion.
Every emperor who succeeds to the throne will be affected by luck. Although he can rule over a vast empire, the price he pays is a lifespan of no more than 120 years.
Although countless talented people tried to prolong the emperor's life with elixirs or martial arts, it all seemed to have been destined by God and could not be changed at all.
"You can not have it both ways."
Tang Zheng said faintly.
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