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Chapter 505 The Red Dust Refinement of the Political and Taoist Association 1

(A warning again, the name of Zhan Changfeng in reincarnation is Yi Changsheng, and the fictitious self is called Zhan Changfeng, omitting reincarnation. The growth process, the progress is directly delayed until she is twenty-five years old, please note that she is disguised as a man again)

In the forty-eighth year of Emperor Jing's reign, the princes were in chaos.

At that time, King Tang of the Ming Dynasty occupied the land of Shu. He had 700,000 soldiers under his command. He united with the princes from all over the land of Shu and raised the flag to attack Shimen Pass.

The terrain of Shimenguan is dangerous, easy to defend but difficult to attack. It is connected to the foreign Ning'an Dynasty on the top and Qingzhou, the "granary capital" on the bottom. It is a battleground for military strategists.

Not to mention what happened to Shimen Pass a hundred miles away, Qingzhou was still full of singing and dancing, and it was not their turn to worry about temple matters.

"Besides, the prince is here, no problem." The teahouse owner replied to the three or five outstanding-looking men and women.

The crown prince of Daqian, whose appearance is better than that of the princes, who has dragons, wolves and iron cavalry, is unparalleled in the world. This is a fact that has been widely spread among the countries.

Heavy snow was falling, and the people shoveled the white in front of their houses, piled up the black coldness.

"Prince Daqian is a figure," Bai Qi explained to his junior brothers and sisters while holding a warm teacup. "Emperor Jing was wise for half his life, but lost his way in middle age. In order to make a beautiful woman smile, he built a tower of Babel and expropriated money. In order to live forever, favor the alchemists and bring trouble to the court."

Liao Yuan smiled and said, "I've heard of this. There is a folk saying, 'In the Purple Gold Palace, scriptures are sung, and civil and military personnel of the court are wearing whisks, and there is a drought and no harvest, and the people cry blood and beg the emperor. Unexpectedly, a notice floats down, Build a Taoist temple first and then build a temple. If you have no desires and no actions, you will be blessed by God.”

"Our Taoist sect has been devastated by these alchemists." Bai Qi shook his head, sighed, and continued, "The people don't care so much. They are hungry all day long. They talk about being quiet and doing nothing. They are hungry. Naturally, they were looking for food. They robbed wealthy businessmen and robbed government officials. Later, they robbed land, grain, and cities. The famous Twenty-one Cities Uprising in Shu broke out. The princes took the opportunity to annex independently, and the wars raged across the country. There was chaos. The people were in dire straits. It was also at this time that Prince Daqian broke out, eliminated traitors and traitors in the Qing Dynasty, and seized military power in the world. What do you think he did after that? "

The youngest Liu Yueran was the first to say, "Be the emperor?"

"Killing one's father and usurping the throne has always been criticized. How could the prince do it?" Liao Yuan took a sip of tea and said slowly, "Besides, I heard that the prince has always been a fair and virtuous person."

This is not the first time Qian Qian has been out in the mountains for experience. He knows more, so he won’t answer now.

Bai Qi smiled as warmly as water, with a little emotion in his expression, "He took the tiger talisman and said, 'You continue to make trouble, and let me know when it's over.' Then he led the army straight to the battlefield. ** , but he is powerful, which is probably the reason why the princes have not captured Daqian until now."

"It is the general trend that the Qian Dynasty will be destroyed and Mingtang will become emperor. So what if he alone?" Liao Yuan did not care.

Qian Qian lowered his head and looked at the tea residue at the bottom of the cup with a heavy gaze, "You listen to Senior Brother Bai with appreciation? But how can millions of people deserve it!"

She held the tea cup and spoke in a slower tone, "That day he besieged and suppressed the capital of the King of Han, but the King of Han refused to surrender, so he massacred the city, and there was another battle at Yangguan, where he killed hundreds of thousands of guardsmen, and the beacon fire at Houhu Gorge buried thousands of troops, so on and so forth. Why treat human life as trivial..."

At this time, the words "get out of the way" interrupted her unfinished words. She looked up and saw the crowds of people on the street parting like a tide, and gradually the sound of cavalry was heard.

The common people lowered their heads and caught a glimpse of the black horse's hooves from the corner of their eyes. They secretly guessed which nobleman this was. What a grand display!

Qianshan County is the seat of Qingzhou Prefecture. A plaque was smashed down in the city. Five of the seven people hit by the hit had an outstanding background. Look at the odds, what else can it mean!

Therefore, they have long been accustomed to it. When they look respectful, they can still look around secretly and exchange news in low voices. It is said that they will have something to talk about in the next two or three days.

"Who is this, yo!" The person who spoke was silenced, because he saw a cavalryman holding a bright yellow flag with the nine tripods embroidered on it in his hand, which is the symbol of the royal family.

There is another large flag at the back with a pure black background, with spears and axes like blood and fire intertwined on it, and it seems that the clanging of gold and gold on the battlefield can be heard.

No need to ask anyone. Everyone knows that apart from the one in the palace, there is only one person who can use the imperial flag.

As for their prince, that is really a legend. He led his troops to the battlefield at the age of dancing, and his dragon and wolf cavalry swept through many princes. The military flag symbolized the invincible spear and the punishment of power. The ax is the yearning of young people in Daqian!

I had heard that the prince was coming to Qingzhou, but he didn't know that he arrived so unexpectedly. The people immediately became nervous. Could it be that Shimen Pass was about to be breached?

Bai Qi and others were also surprised. They were talking about someone just now, but suddenly they appeared, and they all stood up and watched.

Thousands of soldiers were seen wearing black armor, carrying heavy guns, and hanging golden knives on their waists. Their backs were as straight as pine trees, and their momentum was like mountains. They came on horseback carrying the blood and iron of the battlefield.

The leader is a young man.

His hair is like ink, tied with a jade crown, his eyebrows are like swords, flying into his temples at an angle, his eyes are long and narrow, and the stars are hidden in the abyss, his nose is straight and handsome, the rhinoceros is piercing the top of his head, his lips are slightly raised, thin and cool, like a white robe with wide sleeves. , holding the scroll and splashing ink, he should be elegant and handsome, in harmony with the mountains and rivers, but he is wearing a black robe, with silver lines outlining the coat of arms of the princes, engraved gold and jade, and a hanging dragon-shaped pendant.

His expression was peaceful, but it was not that of leaning against the wind and leaning against the railing, but rather an indescribable calmness.

There is no coldness and hardness in taking life and death for the general.

There is no arrogance of being a hegemon and being alone.

There is no benevolent person who has the kindness of the world in his heart.

There is no such thing as a king with the generosity and harmony to embrace all rivers.

As long as you are calm, the moment you see him, you will think that he is this world, and what he thinks and does is reasonable.

At this time, he was riding past, with the soldiers behind him, and the city was filled with snow. The people along the way spontaneously knelt on the ground and shouted, "Your Highness, a thousand years old!"

Qian Qian was startled by the people kneeling and shouting and took a step back. Looking around, there were only a few people standing on the entire street. Even if they were standing, they were bowing their heads. These people bowing their heads were probably nobles who happened to be shopping. Official.

As a result, the brothers and sisters, who did not bow or show any courtesy, became particularly abrupt. Although they were abrupt, they only received an understatement.

That glance was emotionless and meaningless, like looking at an ant. Qian Qian couldn't help but avoid his gaze, but felt indescribable shame and anger in his chest. When he looked up again, he saw that the flag was already far away.

Bai Qi didn't notice anything strange about her and continued to say to her, "Yes, in the eyes of the enemy, he may be a living Shura, but in the hearts of his own people, he is a god. When he is here, the country is here."

Bai Qi then reminded his fellow juniors and sisters, "There are all kinds of things in the world, and this is what you should understand well this time you enter the world."

The storyteller took a picture of the prisoner: wherever he looked, half of the people must be frightened and half of them were sincerely in admiration. Wherever his cavalry passed, half of the people must be hated to the core, and half of them would eat pots of pulp to welcome him.

This is the Imperial Prince, the immortal war god of Da Gan, a character that people love to hate.

General Jin Xiu rode forward, "Your Highness, did those people have any problems just now?"

He is also a conditioned reflex, and the last time this happened, he had an encounter.

Anyway, the only people who can be disrespectful to the prince are enemies. Martial arts masters. Coincidentally, both enemies and martial arts masters are trying their best to come and have a fight with His Highness.

"Don't worry about it." There was no emotion or anger in the cold voice, but it was like snow falling on the back of my hand, cooling my heart.


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