It was windy and rainy. At the foot of the mountain, Shen Guogong Gao Shizhen refused the umbrella from his servants and stood in the heavy rain, letting raindrops the size of soybeans hit him.
Don't tell me, Gao Shi, about loyalty to the country, the country, the country, the country, the country. In such a huge Shenguo Gongfu, just a stick of incense like my son Gao Shuyi will be gone if it is gone. What's more, after more than 20 years of hard work and energy to cultivate this son,
In all aspects, as a father, Gao Shizhen could not find any fault with Gao Shuyi. Before he received the secret letter from the third prince, he had always believed that Gao Shuyi would be the pillar of Daquan's temple in the future, no matter who was the emperor and sat on the throne.
The Duke of Shen State would revitalize the family tradition, dominate the government and the public, be promoted to a county prince's palace, become the new emperor's confidant, annex the two great powers of the Northern Jin Dynasty and the Southern Qi Dynasty, and become the largest dynasty in the central part of Tongye Continent in one fell swoop.
His Majesty the Emperor said that he would compensate the Duke of Shen, and the third prince said that he would compensate Gao Shizhen, and the officials who were enshrined in the Qing Dynasty advised him to be patient.
Gao Shizhen had been very calm during this period, and no one could tell that he was a man who had lost his only son. He first left the palace, then quietly left the prince's residence, and finally secretly left the capital to serve as the emperor's secret envoy to Qihe
Seeing Yao Town in the city posthouse, everything was calm. The Duke of Shen's Palace was still the Duke of Daquan's Palace who understood the righteousness deeply. Gao Shizhen never let down the aging emperor Liu Zhen.
Without that opportunity that fell from the sky, Gao Shizhen would indeed have been unable to make waves. After all, Mirage City belonged to His Majesty the Emperor, and the Daquan dynasty's surname was Liu.
It's different now.
Someone found him Gao Shizhen, and he found the eldest prince Liu Cong, who also found five thousand soldiers. As for how many mountain forces he secretly attracted, Gao Shizhen was not interested.
Even when a lion fights a rabbit, use all your strength. Don't add fuel to the attack. This is a taboo for military strategists.
Even Gao Shizhen, a pampered person from the capital, understands the simple truth, and I believe the eldest prince Liu Cong has thought more thoroughly.
Gao Shizhen was waiting, waiting for Liu Cong to carry the head to him when he came down from the mountain, so that he could take it back to the new grave of his son Gao Shuyi.
In front of the ruined temple, Chen Ping'an looked at the last two people in Liu Cong's retinue, hiding their heads and tails.
After noticing Chen Pingan's gaze, the two of them looked at each other and took a few steps forward. It was the military commander Xu Qingzhou and the immortal master Xu Tong, old acquaintances who had fought against Lu Baixiang and Sui Youyou respectively in the border inn.
Xu Qingzhou took off his raincoat and threw it aside, revealing a suit of armor. In addition to the Daquan Border Army standard waist knife that he was showing off, he also had the sword "Da Qiao", which was an important weapon for military strategists.
Xu Qingzhou was silent, but Xu Tong, the owner of Caomu Temple, smiled and said: "Mr. Chen, we meet again. The last time was at the southern border, this time at the northern border, just like General Xu's beloved sword was named 'Daqiao', it's really
What a great coincidence.”
The ten retinues behind Liu Cong, except for Xu Qingzhou and Xu Tong, the other eight are monks who have experienced battles at the northern border. In fact, the border wars of the Daquan Dynasty were only in the north and south bordering the Northern Jin and Southern Qi.
In the south, the Yao family's cavalry guards the Liu family's gate, and in the north, there are 120,000 border troops under the eldest prince. They are at war with the Southern Qi all the year round. The wars are frequent. They often go to the north to conquer the country. Regardless of the level of combat power, the number of times they draw knives is only less than
The Yao family has more cavalry.
Military general Xu Qingzhou's purpose of climbing the mountain to encircle and suppress Chen Ping'an and his party was very clear. He wanted that unusual pair of nectar armor, and it would be best if he also had the knife in his bag.
Liu Cong only agreed to buy the armor and the narrow sword, which could be sold but not given away. It would then depend on how sincere Xu Qingzhou and his general family were able to "purchase" them.
Xu Tong, the high-ranking immortal master, is the master of Cao Mu'an, the first immortal sect in Daquan. He is good at thunder magic and proficient in alchemy, which can maintain health and longevity. Through this, he has made friends with countless dignitaries. The robe worn under the coir raincoat, when the spiritual energy flows out
, the misty scene glowing with colorful clouds is like wearing a painted landscape scroll. In fact, this spiritual weapon robe, named "Wucai Peak", is an ancestral treasure of Cao Mu'an, and it is extremely close to the rank of a magic weapon.
Immortal master Xu Tong wanted Chen Pingan to wear a golden robe that would look like a golden dragon robe after he regained his true form.
Drooling and coveting it!
Chen Pingan looked at Liu Cong and asked, "Is it for that chair?"
Liu Cong said sternly: "Otherwise? You think my five thousand border guards' lives are worthless?!"
Speaking of this, His Highness the eldest prince gritted his teeth, "If I don't walk to the door of this ruined temple today and see you Chen Pingan with my own eyes, I will feel in my heart..."
Liu Cong pointed to his heart, "I'm not happy!"
Chen Ping'an said: "Unhappy? Didn't you ask for it? Five thousand Daquan border troops died on this hill... Forget it, in fact, you know the truth. You will probably tell yourself that those who achieve great things do not stick to trivial matters, etc.
When you become emperor, these five thousand soldiers will sacrifice their lives for the country and die a worthy death."
Chen Pingan gently waved the dead branch in his hand, "Last question, why do you think the brand on my waist is fake?"
Liu Cong chatted so much, maybe to embolden himself, or maybe because of the obstacles in his heart in the past.
Chen Ping'an was willing to accompany Liu Cong to talk about this just because of this last issue.
A crucial question.
The one who wants his head must be Shen Guogong Gao Shizhen, and the one who wants the thing from Biyou Mansion. Chen Pingan has already guessed in his mind, but who wants to raise the sword gourd?
After leaving Qihe City Post House, Chen Ping'an had already put on his jade pendant.
When they arrived at Taoye Ferry, they were about to bid farewell to the Yao family. On that day, Chen Pingan announced to the world with the words "Taipingshan Xiuzhen I". This was equivalent to clarifying to the mirage city that he was "the direct descendant of the Taipingshan Patriarch Hall".
Identity. The purpose is to reduce Yao Zhen's pressure in Daquan Capital. If those enemies in Mirage City who are ready to attack cannot even recognize the jade cards, the Yao family does not need to worry.
Most of those who can understand jade cards are experts who cannot be underestimated. Instead, they will retreat when faced with difficulties. In fact, at that time, Du Han, the master of Jinding Temple, used the divine palm to view the mountains and rivers in the Taoye Crossing Wupeng boat.
Ling was among them. When he saw the jade tablet, he still insisted on getting away even if it caused displeasure from Mirage City.
Liu Cong had a strange look in his eyes and only gave Chen Pingan half of the answer.
"This Taipingshan Patriarch's Hall sign is real, absolutely true, but it's also fake at the same time. It would actually be better if you don't hang it on your waist. If you hang it on your waist, I will return those two words to you."
It’s ‘seeking death’!”
Chen Ping'an looked at His Highness Prince Daquan, who became more and more confident as he spoke.
It is indeed more difficult to talk to these guys who were born into an emperor's family.
The earliest was the neighbor Song Jixin.
In front of me, both sides have their own reasons. Although there are rights and wrongs, and the order and size, Liu Cong and the five thousand soldiers, as well as the Qi practitioners and martial arts masters hiding among them, are already ready to take action, and there is some general trend.
Liu Cong was pushed behind the scenes. Chen Pingan couldn't say that everyone just went to the temple to have a bowl of rice and then dispersed. What kind of fair and honest means should be used to fight for the dragon chair? Chen Pingan didn't want to waste this talk. If it worked, he would be willing to talk about it.
It’s just that people don’t want to listen.
Chen Pingan picked up the dead branch and nodded at Liu Cong twice.
The rickety old man next to him rushed away first to capture the thief first. So what if it was a trap. Zhu Lian really wanted to understand the conspiracy on the mountain in this world!
Sui, who was standing on the right, and Lu Baixiang, who was on the left, rushed out one after another.
Wei Xian, wearing the Divine Man's Chenglu Armor, strode to keep up with Madman Wu who was ahead. He would not be trapped in the battle for the time being, and his main purpose was to protect the ruined temple.
Chen Pingan was patient and waited for the opponent's trump card.
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A peak higher than the top of the mountain where the ruined temple is located halfway up the mountain.
There were two people standing on the top of the mountain. It was hard to say whether they were worldly experts or not. At least they were standing very high.
An old man in Confucian robes did not have the jade pendant given by the academy hanging around his waist. In the Daquan Dynasty, no one dared to question where he stood, even if the old man stood on the roof of the Golden Palace of Mirage City.
Standing next to the old Confucian scholar was a burly man with gnarled muscles and an inhuman aura.
The matter was of great importance, so the old man still asked a question that was suspected of being disrespectful: "Your master will not break his promise to others, will he?"
The brawny man's answer was even more straightforward and rude, "How dare I talk nonsense about what my master does? If you have the ability, ask the master yourself. The prerequisite is that you have the courage."
The old man said to himself: "I act on the basis of justice, and in the end I am justified. Even if the academy is angered by Taipingshan afterwards, blames me, and takes away my title... it doesn't matter."
The strong man sneered: "You are sanctimonious. Are you talking about a scholar like you?"
The old man smiled bitterly and said: "You can improve a lot if you know your mistakes. I have read more than ten thousand volumes and have dabbled in hundreds of schools of thought. I only missed this teaching from my own sage."
The strong man did not want to push the envelope too far, and continued to ridicule the old man next to him. If he suddenly changed his mind or suddenly realized something, wouldn't it ruin the master's improvised plan? So he comforted him with kind words: "That matter
Baby, how rare it is. Not to mention that you are tempted and have worked hard and planned for it for so long. In fact, I am also greedy. After you get it, I will make a deal with you for the magic weapon given to me by the master.
, I’m giving it to you. You only need to pass on half of the article to me, and I will work hard for you for another sixty years. After that, you can pass on the remaining half of the article to me, how about that?”
The old man thought for a moment, nodded and agreed: "That's it!"
The strong man reminded: "Before my master left, he told me not to make a move unless it was to save your life. You'd better not make a move easily. Even if you do, take it easy, otherwise it will be easy to provoke the Confucian Temple."
Attention of the saint, although the saint is currently busy searching for the old Taiping Mountain ape, once he comes quickly and comes here, Liu Cong and other ants will be lucky, but the two of us will definitely be unable to eat and walk around."
Mentioning that saint to the burly man, especially the prefix "Confucian Temple", made the old man's already solemn mood fall even further. The "gentle and authentic" seventy-two saints enshrined in the Middle-earth Divine Continent,
Who is easy to mess with? This is not the master of the Seventy-Two Academy, nor the "sage" of the academy praised by the secular dynasty, but a veritable Confucian sage! The old man's face was gloomy, and he nodded: "My life is at stake.
Of course I understand."
It was windier and rainier on the top of the mountain, but the raindrops were like falling on an invisible oil-paper umbrella, splashing in all directions above the two people's heads.
The strong man yawned. He actually didn't quite understand why, with his master's status and ability, he had to feel sorry for that young man.
It barely makes sense to replace the top few positions of Tongye Sect and Yugui Sect at the north and south ends of the continent, otherwise it would be like Zhong Kui, a great gentleman who was simply killed by the old ape with a sword, and a certain Confucian academy in the future.
The grand sacrificial wine is also qualified.
To be continued...