"In a world filled with Haotian's divine brilliance, the dance of demons should not appear. Facing the pressure from Xiling Taoist Gate, especially that temple, who can protect you? Your Majesty, Master, the temple owner, or that person?"
"The late Emperor was the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty. He only needed to say a word from Jinkou, and the empire's hundreds of thousands of cavalry would sweep across the world, roaring and smashing all the Taoist temples into scrap metal. And there was an academy behind him, so he could ignore himself.
The divine brilliance of Haotian descended from the sky, but why did he fall out with the Xiling Kingdom for a demon sect saint?"
"That man has been cultivating Cicada for twenty-three years. I am afraid that he has forgotten you as a female apprentice in the years of struggle and transformation. Then who else can protect you? Me? But I am just a general with brute strength. I
I am neither a master nor a master, I don’t have that kind of power... Then I can only use your death to protect myself, because I need to survive, because there are more important people in my life waiting to be protected by me."
Many years later, in the military camp on the border between the Tang Empire and the Yan Kingdom, the general, whose mane had already sprouted long hair, silently recalled the demon dance that confused the three realms, without any emotion on his face.
What happened that year began with a letter sent by the headmaster of the Haotian Daomen of Xiling Divine Kingdom to the capital of Chang'an. In that letter, the headmaster of the Haotian Daomen changed his attitude of living in a gentle and equal manner with the royal family of the Tang Empire for many years to avoid intensifying conflicts.
On behalf of the hundreds of millions of followers of the Haotian Dao Sect, he expressed extreme anger to the Tang Dynasty royal family. He used a stern tone to accuse a certain general of the Tang Dynasty of colluding with the remnants of the Demon Sect, and demanded an explanation from the Tang Dynasty royal family.
At the same time that letter was sent, three high-status high priests who rarely left the Xiling Divine Kingdom led countless powerful masters in their sects to pass through Yanxi and arrived at the vast Min Mountains not far from the Tang Dynasty's border army.
The warning expressed was very strong. If the Tang Dynasty did not give an explanation to the followers of the Haotian Dao Sect, then the Haotian Dao Sect would not mind taking the risk of falling out with the Tang Empire and sniping down the remnants of the Demon Sect on their own.
That turmoil that not many people knew about ended when the Tang royal family became angry but did not have time to respond in time. General Xiahou brutally cooked and killed the beautiful woman. Haotian Daomen was very satisfied with the treatment given by the Tang Dynasty.
The explanation given, and the Tang Empire also avoided another war with the world because of the death of that woman.
Going to war with the world would never scare the people of the Tang Dynasty, but no one would be willing to throw their lives and blood for an inexplicable demon sect saint. Therefore, the very few people who knew the inside story have been speculating afterwards about what His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty has done to him in recent years.
General Xiahou was so lenient and benevolent, was it to comfort him when he suffered from the severe loss of his arm?
This kind of speculation may not be consistent with the facts, but the truth of history is always hidden in the gutter at the door. If you want to see it, you have to endure too much stench of mud, and no one is willing to take the initiative to discover it.
Many years have passed in the blink of an eye, and in the autumn of the thirteenth year of the Tang Dynasty, Murong Linshuang, the former saint of the Demon Sect, has turned into the poor cooked nameless concubine in the memories of the market. And in this autumn, another
A letter written by Master Haotian was sent from the Kingdom of Xiling to Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty.
"I have never seen that letter, but I heard that my father was very angry at that time. He tore the letter into pieces and sprinkled them all over the palace. He asked Eunuch Cui to go to Yan Kingdom to ask Xiahou whether this was true.
But he secretly ordered Xu Shi, the general of Zhenguo, to secretly mobilize troops and prepare to attack the Xiling Divine Kingdom if they fall out."
His Royal Highness Prince Li Peiyan of the Tang Dynasty looked at the letter in his hand, shook his head with a wry smile, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes disappeared, and said with some annoyance: "What do those old Taoist priests want to do? Now they actually asked me to forward this letter to the emperor.
Although the tone is quite calm, Yan Suqing's death is an internal affair of the empire after all. Even if he was once your Xiling disciple, there is no reason to send a letter to ask, how could the emperor not be angry?"
A palace steward stood behind him politely and said with a smile: "Everyone knows that Your Majesty does not want to see those Taoist priests in Xiling. Headmaster Haotian is also the most noble person in the world. He probably did not want to directly submit a letter to Your Majesty but was rejected.
Your Majesty was furious, so I asked Your Highness to hand it over."
As soon as he finished speaking, the steward followed up with a compliment: "Speaking of which, in this world, the only person in the world who is qualified to balance the relationship between His Majesty and Headmaster Haotian is you, Your Highness."
"Hmph, do I want to be the messenger?" Li Peiyan said with a sneer: "I think in the first year of Tianqi, the emperor just came to the throne to inspect the southern swamps, and asked me to stay in the capital Chang'an to supervise the country. I was young and impulsive at the time, and I really believed it.
I was bewitched by these Xiling magic sticks, which made the emperor's brother very angry afterwards, and it took many years to ease the relationship."
Everyone knows that the Imperial Family of the Tang Dynasty and the Xiling Temple are at odds with each other both secularly and religiously, but His Highness the Prince is considered an outlier among them. He is not only on good terms with the Haotian South Gate within the Tang Empire, but also with the Xiling Temple.
The temple also occasionally communicates with each other, and this exchange between the two parties originated from a certain cooperation in the first year of Apocalypse.
The steward looked at His Highness the Prince's slightly furrowed eyebrows and thought to himself that even though he had served His Highness for so many years, he still couldn't understand why His Highness risked His Majesty's displeasure by befriending Xiling. He had never known anything about this matter.
He dared to ask questions, but at this moment, seeing His Highness holding a handwritten letter from Master Haotian, he finally made up his mind, looked at the movement outside the window, and mustered up the courage to whisper: "Your Highness, we have strong support from outside and feel safe at home.
…”
Li Peiyan was slightly startled when he heard this, and then looked at the steward who had been following him since childhood with half a smile, and suddenly reached out and patted his shoulder, and said harmoniously: "As expected of the old man in the mansion, he can understand my king's mind."
After the steward left, the smile on Li Peiyan's face suddenly faded. He tapped the brass bell next to the table to call a guard. After thinking for a moment, he said in a cold voice: "The steward has a problem. Notify the palace to send out secret guards to keep an eye on him..."
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"No, kill him directly!" Li Peiyan said in a deep voice: "You actually dare to sow discord between this king and your brother. This kind of person cannot be allowed to stay. Then you inform the military and ask them to investigate when I left the palace.
At the time of the palace, through which way the chief steward entered the palace, we will focus on checking whether there is any relationship between him and Xiling."
After arranging these things, His Highness the Prince stayed alone in the study for a long time. He sat at the desk and recalled what happened that year, and his thick eyebrows as straight as swords slowly frowned. About General Xuanwei's Mansion and Yanjing
In the two cases of massacre of villages, he did not think that he had done anything wrong, because he insisted that he did those things for the sake of the Tang Dynasty.
The Tang Dynasty now has countless famous cavalry generals, as well as academies and masters. Even the Xiling Divine Kingdom does not dare to show any hostility. However, the Tang Dynasty will be passed down for thousands of generations. What if the national power weakens after a few generations? The master will leave this country one day.
World, what will happen then? What if the seven-volume heavenly book in that view comes true? What if in order to maintain a good relationship with the Haotian Taoist sect, which has believers all over the world, what if some unimportant people die?
As long as the roots of the Tang Dynasty were not involved, he didn't care about those innocent people who died.
He believed that the emperor brother would not care.