254 Heaven and Earth Kun and Posthumous Name Zhongwu
Dragon Killing Tomb.
Cheng Huanian met Liu Hansheng, the general of the Han Kingdom in the former Shu region.
The two fought fiercely.
Cheng Huanian's current strength has not regressed, and is even stronger than before.
However, Liu Hansheng, who had lost his arm, had been practicing swordsmanship with his left hand for more than ten years and was actually more accomplished than the martial artist back then.
Only when you fight against Cheng Huanian for a while will you feel that the other person is not as good as before.
Cheng Huanian asked the "white horse righteous followers" around him to go ahead to protect the king.
After that, they fought fiercely for a long time and spent most of their energy before they escaped from the battle with Liu Hansheng.
When Cheng Huanian arrived at the Jedi Killing Dragon Mausoleum, he found that in the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, thousands of troops were weeping and kneeling in worship.
And the king has died in front of the prince.
Cheng Huanian's face froze, as if a bolt from the blue flashed through his mind.
He immediately fell off his horse, and the white robe and armor he usually cherished the most were now broken and dirty.
He made a hoarse sound and burst into tears.
The entire Zhenbei Army has never cried so loudly.
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Great work.
Jinling Palace.
In the middle of the night, the Yangxin Hall was brightly lit, just like daylight.
The old emperor Zhao Purui walked quietly among the rows of bells and drums.
He held a copper hammer and struck it slowly from time to time.
Each bell and drum shakes continuously and makes sounds of different timbres.
Behind the old emperor, the "Emperor", the new masked commander-in-chief of the Dragon Guard Division, was respectfully following behind him.
A secret agent came to visit you urgently.
The old emperor stayed up late at night, and finally waited for the news...
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"
The secret agent knelt down, kowtowed, and said nervously——
"The team of King Zhenbei returning to the north was ambushed, and King Zhenbei... died."
When the old emperor heard this, the copper hammer in his hand fell to the ground and made a sharp sound.
The emperor on the side also reacted immediately.
He stepped forward and knelt down to help the emperor pick up the copper hammer, raising his hands above his head.
The old emperor was not in a hurry to get the copper hammer, he just whispered quietly——
"Yan Dong, he is finally dead."
"...died in front of me. Died in my hands."
Zhao Purui said that he did not use the title of emperor.
When the emperor heard this, he didn't think much about it and immediately echoed: "Brother Huang, God bless you."
"Yan Dong is dead."
The old emperor picked up the copper hammer presented by the "Emperor" in one hand.
He struck on the bells and drums that symbolized the nine states in the world, and all of a sudden the bells and drums kept shaking and making various sounds.
"Who else is my opponent in this world?"
"Everyone in the world will kneel at my feet!"
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In the imperial court.
In order to deal with the King of Zhenbei, Daqian dispatched 10,000 "Heavenly Gan Army" and 10,000 "Dikun Army".
These are the two ace armies in the hands of Emperor Daqian.
It was created by Xiao Tianzuo, the former general of the army and the Shangzhu Kingdom, with a total of only 40,000.
As a result, half of them were spent just to kill King Zhenbei, and they all died in the Dragon Killing Tomb.
Dongchang, Anmen, and the Sixth Division all worked hard for this battle.
Above the rivers and lakes.
The emperor's black glove "Emperor", with a huge gold mountain as a reward and the support of the imperial court as a promise, secretly issued a Jianghu order to summon the world's masters to help the imperial court in this operation.
Under the promotion of [Tingyun Pavilion], countless sects actively responded and sent their top masters there.
In the past, the battle between the Demon Cult and the Martial Arts Alliance at Guangmingding was supposed to wipe out most of the heroes and masters in the world.
Now, not only the neutral sects of the two major forces, but also the masters who participated in them all died in the final battle with King Zhenbei.
The rivers and lakes withered for a while.
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This round of "The List of Experts in the Jianghu" is also jokingly called the "Deadly List of the Jianghu" by the world.
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Yanbeicheng.
The whole city was deserted and merchants were closed.
There are no happy songs, no laughter.
The coffin of King Zhenbei rests in the main hall of Yanbei Palace.
The official burial was three days later.
Representatives of messengers from sixteen states in the North, three states in Hetao, and even more places, sects, and forces came to Yanbei to express their condolences to the King of Zhenbei.
Even foreign countries such as the Western Regions, Tubo, and Northern Xinjiang also sent envoys.
During this period of time, Yan Wulu had been kneeling in front of his father's coffin.
He was wondering if this period of time was the longest period of time he had been alone with his father...
In the past, when he was a child, the King of Zhenbei would always lead the army on expeditions; when the world was first settled, he and his father would often spend less time together and more time apart.
Messengers would continue to come to pay their respects to the coffin of King Zhenbei.
Even the old emperor who was far away in Jinling sent a special envoy to pursue the king of Zhenbei and gave him the posthumous title of "Zhongwu".
The old emperor even stayed away from court for three days specifically to mourn the death of King Zhenbei.
This would never have happened in the first half of the Emperor Qian Sheng's life.
Chen Danyang, who was already the chief of etiquette in the palace, heard about it and found Yan Wulu, the eldest son who had not yet officially become king.
He knelt down beside Yan Wulu and reported the report respectfully and as if chatting——
"Your Highness, Emperor Daqian, the posthumous title for the king is 'Zhongwu'."
"What's going on?" Yan Wulu's words were cold.
He was dressed in white mourning clothes and knelt quietly in front of Yan Dong's coffin.
"The crown prince, 'Zhongwu', I heard it was inscribed by the emperor himself. It is a posthumous title that has never been seen among princes of Daqian, vassals, and civil and military officials in the past."
Chen Danyang said in surprise, and continued to explain——
"Generally speaking, with the exception of the emperor, the posthumous titles of the princes and officials of Daqian Dynasty all have two characters. Among them, the posthumous titles of civil servants start with "wen", and the posthumous titles of military officers start with "wu"."
"... Among civil servants, the most beautiful posthumous titles are 'Zheng, Cheng, Zhuang, Duan, Ding, Jian, Yi, Xian'. The posthumous title of Prime Minister Qin Shuzheng is 'Wenzheng', which is already the highest posthumous title among civil servants."
"... As for the posthumous titles of military attachés, the beautiful ones include 'Ning, Yi, Min, Hui, Xiang, Shun, Su, Jing'. The highest posthumous title is undoubtedly 'Wu Ning'."
Chen Danyang said.
Yan Wulu closed his eyes slightly, but his expression did not change at all.
Seeing this, Chen Danyang continued -
"Emperor Daqian gave the king the posthumous title of 'Zhongwu', which is an excellent posthumous title in every sense of the word."
"...Furthermore, this posthumous title was inscribed by the emperor himself, and it is completely different from the other posthumous titles of Da Qian. It is the only one in the history of history."
Yan Wulu heard the sound and finally opened his eyes. His words were dull but powerful.
"Father, he deserves the only posthumous title that belongs to him throughout the ages... Although I don't like these two words written by Zhao Purui."
When Chen Danyang heard this, he nodded slightly, seeming to understand but not understanding.
Suddenly a bearded official heard this and spoke inappropriately -
"Your Majesty, you are quite generous. In order to save the king's face, you actually gave the king this unique posthumous title in the world."
When Yan Wulu heard this, he glanced at the ceremony officer from the corner of his eye, and his cold expression changed slightly.
The people around him suddenly felt a cold pressure on their heads, making people afraid to speak easily.
Official Huzi didn’t know the real cause of King Zhenbei’s death.
...That is now the highest level secret in the Northland.
Most people in the world also believe that King Zhenbei died in an ambush and siege by Jianghu desperadoes, demons, wolves and former Han rebels.
Yan Wulu didn't get up or make any move.
He quietly looked at the coffin made of black wood and gold wire, and said coldly -
"Posthumous titles are of no use to people while they are alive, and posthumous titles are only for the living to see."
"My father has made great contributions to the unification of the world. Regarding his face, does he need the posthumous title of Zhao Purui to protect his face?"
Yan Wulu's two short words immediately silenced the entire palace.
"Zhao Purui is a sane person, and he doesn't use any evil epithets to humiliate Beidi."
"... Mr. Li, if you admire Zhao Purui so much, why not go to Jinling and become an official? I'm afraid this Yanbei can't accommodate a god like Mr. Li."
When Yan Wulu spoke, there was a frightening majesty in his strange aura.
When the bearded official surnamed Li heard this, he immediately kowtowed and begged for mercy.
Yan Wulu waved his hand slightly, and a sergeant immediately came forward, dragged him out, took off his purple official uniform, and took off his black gauze crown.
All the officials in the palace stood silently and knelt to watch the mourning, not daring to breathe again.
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Three days passed in a blink of an eye.
Today's weather suddenly cooled down rapidly, and the first heavy snowfall of winter fell in the Northland.
Yanbeicheng is particularly solemn.
Silence enveloped the city.
Some people stood spontaneously on the streets of Yanbeicheng, handing out white cloth ribbons and paper money to passers-by;
The hawkers on Huaxin Street who used to keep selling their food all closed their stalls early today;
With tears in the eyes of countless people, they gathered on a long street, waiting for the arrival of this team.
A white-haired old man, leaning on a cane, stood among the crowd on the street.
His grandson was supporting him.
The old man came here specifically from a rural area in the North. He had been walking since the day he heard about the death of King Zhenbei.
Today, I finally caught up.
Under the sky full of snowflakes.
People quietly looked at the vast procession of coffins as they approached from a distance, with the flying white paper money blending in with the snowflakes.
The world is plain and the whole city is dressed in white.
Unlike ordinary princes and nobles, who use sedans and carriages to carry coffins during burials.
The coffin of King Zhenbei was carried by eight coffin bearers in armor and white headgear to the White Stone Cemetery.
The young prince was at the front of all the coffin bearers, behind him were the five famous generals in the Zhenbei Army, and at the end were Ye Changtian and Li Mieling.
As coffin bearers, the eight of them are the eight people who have the closest relationship with King Zhenbei.
There is no need to say more about the first six people.
As for what Ye Changtian and Li Mieling said.
When Yan Wulu was still engaged to Princess Taiping in Jinling, Ye and Li first joined the Zhenbei Army, and the King of Zhenbei had many interactions with them.
King Zhenbei even taught them martial arts and military skills in private.
Among them, Li Mieling regarded Zhenbei Wang Yandong as one of only two people worthy of respect in the world today.
There was a deep entanglement between Ye Changtian and Yan Dong. To this day, Ye Changtian still can't forget the incident when Yan Dong forced him to eat rotten buns.
...Although I no longer remember hating Yan Dong.
Seeing this scene, I was quite touched.
The grandson who accompanied the old man didn't understand why his grandfather was in such a hurry and came so desperately.
The old man was full of tears.
He took out the military merit plate that only those in the Zhenbei Army had. He grabbed his grandson's hand and chanted it repeatedly.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, he is a very good person. He is a very powerful person."
"He led us to defeat the barbarians who massacred us. He led us to defeat the people who occupied our homeland. He led us to usher in a peaceful and prosperous age..."
"He gave us land, gave us military honors, gave us dignity, and gave us everything we have now."
All the people in the North are grateful to King Zhenbei.
Because of him, the Northern Territory ended the human tragedies that had occurred since the wars between the various kingdoms and the barbarians' invasion of the south, where the fields were starved to death and Yizi could eat each other.
The life of Wang Yandong of Zhenbei was an eye-catching and admirable life.
He was born into a family of military generals who had guarded Yanbei for generations.
But his birth was unremarkable.
There is neither the wonder of Wanyan Lingxu's "immortal sky" that lasts for thirteen consecutive days, nor the vision of the Holy Emperor Zhao Purui's "purple energy coming from the east, the palace is brilliant, as if a dragon is born".
Just one night, a bunch of people gathered around, and a child was born with the sound of a baby crying.
but……
He is more talented, smarter and cunning than anyone in his family.
He could read and write much earlier than other children.
He was even able to see the pedantry and rigidity in the military books very early on, and felt that if he followed them completely in fighting the war, he would only be beaten by the real general.
When he first came into contact with the weapon, he felt that it was his third arm.
He was born with the state of "integration of man and machine".
So at that time, wizards from northern Xinjiang often suspected that his mother must have used a secret method to swallow up books and war blades when she was pregnant with him.
His wisdom and martial arts amaze the smartest Confucian scholars and the most experienced martial arts masters.
Until the day after he got the crown, he vaguely felt a guidance - he was going to Kunlun in the Western Region.
At that time, the war between the various countries was at its most intense and tense.
Daqian in the south of the Yangtze River, Han in the Shu region, Qin in Longxi, Jin in the east of Hedong...
The whole world is in a state of war.
Even in Beidi, the Yan family in Yanbei was not the only power at that time.
But he was still alone, holding a spear and riding a horse, and headed for Kunlun in the Western Region, which was thousands of miles away.
There he met the love of his life.
Because of Yan Dong's appearance, Liu Mengyun decided to leave the Kunlun Temple she was guarding.
She ruined this place.
Liu Mengyun said: "Immortal Jihua, together with his immortal companion Nanhua Shangxian, have left the Three Realms long ago. It is useless to keep this Kunlun Temple."
As she spoke, she turned to look at Yan Dong, smiled and said -
"...I don't want to be an immortal anymore. Take me with you to play in your mortal world."
