Chapter 142 A little cold light arrives first, and then the spear shoots out like a dragon!
Chapter 142 A bit of cold light arrived first, and then the gun shot out like a dragon!
Author: Kanmeng01
Chapter 142 A bit of cold light arrived first, and then the gun shot out like a dragon!
Du Kang never acts recklessly.
Even if that kind of special intuition appears, he will think about various possibilities in advance before taking action, even if that intuition has never been wrong.
It's always okay to be prepared, as long as you don't go too far and don't go too far.
Therefore, this time, before stripping off the national destiny, Du Kang naturally made plans long ago.
National luck is also divided into strong and weak things. A small land is also a country, and tens of millions of square kilometers are also countries. It is impossible for the two to have the same intensity of national luck.
Even if you didn't understand this before, you can guess that it must be related to factors such as the country's territorial scope, the strength of the country, the number of talents, and the strength of the army.
And if these factors are used to judge the Southern Song Dynasty at this time...
This is a big coward!
Prime Minister Qin Hui just knelt at the feet of the envoy and bowed his head. He worshiped the envoy every year and became a vassal of the Jin Kingdom. Even if the country's destiny was still a little strong, this kneeling and the signing of the so-called "peace agreement" would at least reduce it by half.
Basically, it can be said that the rest of the national destiny was supported by famous generals such as Yue Fei and Han Shizhong... After the civil servant Qin Hui took over the throne, all the main war factions in the court were eliminated.
Based on such a measurement, what can be basically expected is that the national destiny at this time is definitely not strong, so Du Kang knew that this move of stripping the national destiny from the imperial edict would lead to the national destiny to resist, but he had no scruples.
Just do it... He is still very confident in his own strength.
However, it is weak and it cannot be said that there is no such thing.
However, when Du Kang peeled off the national destiny in the edict, he did not feel any obstruction, as if some dust was brushed off... Du Kang could feel that the national destiny did exist and was connected to the edict.
, but the national destiny has no intention of confronting Du Kang.
There seems to be a... quite obedient feeling.
Du Kang looked at his hands and fell into deep thought.
What kind of person can prevent confrontation in the national destiny?
Hiss, I can’t think of it, I can’t think of it.
"Master...is there something wrong?" Yue Fei couldn't help but ask when he saw that Du Kang was still silent and his movements seemed a little strange.
"It's okay, it's just easier than expected... That's how the fate of the country is." Du Kang calmed down and returned his attention to the edict in front of him.
The rising demonic energy that was almost visible to the naked eye made Du Kang immediately confirm that this edict was written by a great demon.
"From this point of view, Qin Hui is really a monster. I just don't know the specific situation."
Yue Fei's expression suddenly became a little subtle.
Du Kang immediately understood why Yue Fei behaved like this...it was just that he still had expectations for that "Wan Yan Gou".
In fact, Yue Fei was really promoted a lot by Zhao Gou at the beginning, but at that time, the Jin people were a huge threat and were in danger of destroying the country. Now, the Southern Song Dynasty and the Jin country are basically stable, facing each other, and even have a vague tendency to counterattack.
, Zhao Gou immediately no longer needed Yue Fei to continue fighting, and there was a gap between the two.
The so-called slogan of welcoming back the Second Saint was written by Zhao Gou himself in the edict of his coronation. Yue Fei has not used this slogan for a long time... So again, counterattack is impossible, as long as Yue Fei wants to go straight to Huanglong
, for Zhao Gou, this minister is not easy to use.
But Yue Fei has no way of understanding this, because he can win, has this confidence, and has this strength. This is the same as preparing to show off his skills in the game and win the championship, and then being asked by the head coach to fake the game and lose forcibly to keep his qualifications for the future.
Same...who can understand?
Those who can’t understand are not from the same place!
"I want to get rid of Qin Hui and set off immediately. As for you, general..."
"Can I come with you?" Yue Fei couldn't help but ask.
"Of course it is possible, but if Zhao Gou knows that you are here, General Yue, how will he treat you in the future?" Du Kang sighed and persuaded.
"But I know that the young master cannot interfere in the secular world easily... I would like to take this opportunity to advise the emperor," Yue Fei said.
"Even if you are feared and demoted for this in the future?" Du Kang asked rhetorically.
"If the Holy One can change his mind and oppose the peace negotiation, allowing us to regain the lost ground and go straight to Huanglong, then I will never regret it."
Du Kang was slightly silent after hearing this. On the one hand, he was still touched even though he knew what choice Yue Fei would make. On the other hand, he was trying to see if this would trigger an intuitive warning.
Help if you can, but the prerequisite is to protect yourself. Du Kang is not a holy mother. He admires Yue Fei's spirit, but if he is asked to pay for this coward, it is absolutely impossible.
The reason for helping is for Yue Fei's sake, not for this disappointing coward.
After waiting for a while, but no familiar intuition appeared, Du Kang finally spoke and agreed.
Of course, the same sentence can be used as a reference to a certain extent, but it cannot be completely based on intuition. Du Kang also had his own confidence in doing so.
…
The capital of the Southern Song Dynasty, Lin'an.
The mountains and rivers of the south of the Yangtze River naturally make people feel tired easily and become obsessed with them. They don't want to think about the war in the desolate land or the powerful enemy that puts the country in danger.
It's fine as long as you keep it, it's fine as long as you don't lose the throne, you pay a little something, you just pay lip service to me, what's the big deal? It doesn't affect your pursuit of fun, just keep playing music and keep dancing.
"This peace agreement is obviously a good thing. If you only pay 250,000 taels of silver and 250,000 taels of silk each year as tribute, you can regain the land of Yu without spending so many soldiers and pension money. What else can those people not accept?
Necessary? Do you have to fight and kill me, and in the end, make me a subjugated king?"
Zhao Gou said with an unhappy expression.
"What the Holy One said is true. Those people just don't understand the good intentions and dedication of the Holy One. In order to regain the lost ground and save the lives of the soldiers, they are willing to lose face, but they still don't appreciate it. In the future, they will surely understand gradually.
Understood."
Qin Hui served on the side and said.
Everyone knows that a good medicine is good when it tastes bitter, and good advice is good for action. However, there are too few people who can fully understand and treat it accordingly. Flatterers have existed since ancient times, and they use the method of flattering.
There are many, and who doesn’t want to hear all kinds of flattery and flattery? It makes people feel ecstasy, and they feel that they are the wise and wise kings of all ages... It’s perfectly normal.
"Huizhi, how many people have not received the imperial edict?"
"Your Majesty, this..."
"Hmph, to put it bluntly, can I still punish you for their mistakes?"
"Your Majesty is wise, Yue Fei expressed his rejection of the imperial edict and wanted to submit a letter of resignation. Han Shizhong also wrote to express his opposition and wanted to resign more than ten times in a row, and..."
"Yue Fei... I know him. He can fight if he can, but what's the use of being able to fight? Can the world be defeated casually? If he loses, it will cost the lives of millions of people! From now on, there will be no fight.
There is no possibility of peace negotiation! There is no foresight... When the time comes, I will ignore his letter of resignation when it is handed over, hoping to understand it. If I hand it over later, I will reject it."
"Your Majesty, if this person doesn't know how to commend himself, why not..."
"Peng Ju is of some use. By the way, we can't let him go to Yuzhou to recruit rebels, otherwise the peace negotiation will fail!"
"The Holy One knows things like a god!"
After all this singing and harmonizing, some people finally couldn't stand it anymore.
It makes perfect sense, as if they are the righteous ones, and those who want to oppose the peace talks, strive to preserve their integrity, regain their lost ground, and defeat the enemy's country on the wronged side do not understand their "good intentions"!
People are shameless and invincible, that's what they say... As long as you think of a way to do something, you can always interpret it from another angle. There is always someone who can do it by turning black into white. It is nothing more than covering up the need.
The details are covered up and the places that need to be ignored are ignored. It is very simple and makes people feel damned.
"Monster, don't say those deceptive words and plot to murder the Holy One!"
Only a loud shout was heard, and a gold-dipped Liquan gun appeared out of thin air, its tip shining with cold light heading straight for Qin Hui, who was still flattering Zhao Gou.
That's right, Du Kang directly brought Yue Fei to "face the saint".
In this case, there is no need to delay, just rush forward.
Anyway, as long as the aftermath measures are in place, nothing will be a problem.
After procrastinating for so long, Du Kang also wanted to have some fun.
A bit of cold light arrived first, and then the gun came out like a dragon!
Above the sound of gunfire, the golden light spread like real martial arts, directly breaking through Qin Hui's body's literary spirit. It was like destroying everything, without any hindrance at all. Generally speaking, Qin Hui's expression changed instantly, and then he actually hit Zhao Gou who was standing beside him.
Pull it over and stand in front of the gun!
It was too late, but it was too late. The gold-dipped Liquan gun actually stopped in front of Zhao Gou who had not yet reacted under such a castration. It was steady without any wavering. It can be seen that the person who fired the gun had no intention of doing anything.
The control of this gun has reached its peak.
"..." It wasn't until the tip of the gun stopped in front of him that Zhao Gou realized what had happened. His face, which was still slightly rosy, turned pale with fright. His whole body was trembling uncontrollably, but he didn't dare to move his head at all for fear.
If he wavered forward, he would die directly. In such a tense and exciting situation, he could not control his lower body, and he could only feel a heat spreading from his crotch.
This was the emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty. He was so frightened that he peed before he was stabbed by a shot.
"Bold traitor, let go of your Majesty!" Yue Fei withdrew his gold-dipped leach gun, feeling for a moment that it was a bit of a trap.
Du Kang just looked at this scene with cold eyes... He wished that Zhao Gou would die like this, but he also knew that this was impossible.
Anyway, Qin Hui couldn't kill Zhao Gou.
But Yue Fei can do it. With one shot, Zhao Gou will really die... It's a pity that Yue Fei held back. Du Kang had a vague idea of giving him a push, but he didn't have time to take action.
At this time, Zhao Gou finally came to his senses, his face turned pale, and he trembled and shouted with some stuttering: "Yue Fei, you... dare to assassinate! Come on, come on!"
As soon as he said this, the guards who were supposed to be standing nearby showed no intention of moving. Zhao Gou even saw several guards waiting outside the pavilion. At this time, they were still standing there, motionless, as if nothing had happened.
It was as if he didn't hear or see anything.
For a moment, a somewhat desperate thought emerged in Zhao Gou's mind, making his already pale face even paler, and even the heat in his crotch that had stopped began to gurgling uncontrollably.
"You...are you treason? When did you collude with these people? You are treasonous!"
"I said, at least you have some brains. What General Yue said was obviously bewitched by the devil's words. It was not you who stabbed you at first, but Qin Hui. Weren't you pulled in front of Qin Hui to block the gun?" Du Kang glanced coldly.
, couldn't help but speak, and then waved his hand, and the huge force directly separated Zhao Gou from Qin Hui, who was holding him tightly.
The golden dragon-like national destiny still surrounds Zhao Gou, but it has no intention of counterattacking when Du Kang takes action. It seems that even if Du Kang goes too far, it will not move.
Such a scene was natural in Yue Fei's eyes, because he had seen it before, but to another guy, this was a shocking situation.
"Who are you? How dare you utter such arrogant words?!" Zhao Gou asked as if he had no idea, probably completely subconsciously. After questioning, he realized what he had just said, and his face became paler and changed.
It has to be like a vampire.
But to be fair, he is not humane and is no different than a eunuch, so it is natural that he should be whiter.
"You...who are you! How can you avoid the fate of the country!" Qin Hui couldn't help shouting.
"Dukang, Mu Tu Du Guang Li Kang." Du Kang said calmly.
As expected, another exclamation came - "Dukang, the God of Bacchus?!"
Yue Fei was also one of those who exclaimed. He had seen Du Kang's various magical methods, but he didn't know Du Kang's full name before, so he always called him son as per Du Kang's request. Today is the first time he knew it.
He suddenly thought of it...but he wasn't too surprised. After all, he had already accepted that Du Kang was a god before that.
Qin Hui was naturally the most surprised, and even his surprised tone was laced with obvious fear. That was a named god. As a demon, how could he not be afraid?
But why can Dionysus be immune to the backlash of national destiny? This makes no sense?
Qin Hui subconsciously thought of this, and just wanted to go to Zhao Gou with the intention of "holding the Holy Emperor to command the gods", but he ran straight into a transparent wall. The wall was as solid as iron and did not move at all. He wanted to immediately
He ran away, only to find that the barrier had covered the entire pavilion without knowing it.
There is no way to heaven and no way to earth.
Qin Hui even felt that the aura of being the prime minister that he had finally obtained through various deceptions was being stripped away bit by bit... No, he was leaving spontaneously!
As soon as the literary spirit weakens, the demonic spirit beneath it will rise, making people feel disgusted and want to kill them quickly.
Yue Fei once again raised the gold-dipped Liquan gun in his hand. He had told Du Kang about this station before, and Du Kang had originally wanted to give it to him.
It was most appropriate for Qin Hui to be entrusted to Yue Fei to kill him.
Zhao Gou, on the other hand, seemed not to be concerned about this, but looked at Du Kang feverishly: "Gods, there are gods in this world, and I..."
"Bang!"
Just as he was speaking halfway, his head was controlled by Du Kang, and he hit the pillar directly and fainted.
"A coward like you wants to become an immortal?"
PS: 520 I am still sticking to code words, is it worth a monthly pass?
Shared house diary↓
After many days, the group breakfast event was finally realized again.
It's just... we stayed up together until seven in the morning to eat.
That's right, our routine in the pigeon nest has completely collapsed again, and it's still very tidy.
The mutton soup downstairs was very good. After eating it, Ashue sighed tiredly: "Sure enough, I am not suitable for traveling far away to eat."
Me & Ah Xing: "???Going on a long trip? It's just downstairs!"
Axue (confidently): "For me, the most suitable distance for eating is from the bedroom to the dining table. As long as I go out, it is a far away trip!"
It’s another day worthy of sighing, “As expected of Ashue.”
