Beyond the Divine States Chapter 8: : Banyan Tree and Sunset
"Three years ago, that was the great memorial ceremony of Zhao Guo once every ten years..."
Above Nanzhou, there are dozens of countries, large and small. Although there are frictions between them, no country is strong enough to monopolize Nanzhou.
Although Zhao Guo is much different from Rong Guo and Jin Guo, it is not weak.
A hundred years ago, according to legend, there were gods who opened up the wilderness and helped Zhao Kingdom build the capital in the wild and wild mountains. Since then, the mountains are dangerous, and there are often legends of gods and grass cultivation, which can also be regarded as the reliance of Zhao Kingdom. .
Three years ago, at the big memorial ceremony, all countries came from various countries. At that time, Nanzhou was not peaceful, and the Rong country was competing against each other, and the country of Zhao bordered the two, so the position of the country of Zhao is particularly Embarrassed.
At that time, the second prince of Rongguo was accompanied by Rongguo's mission.
Among the young generations of princes from various countries, the second prince of Rongguo was the most amazing and brilliant. He successfully enlightened and practiced at the age of seven. According to legend, the great immortal master on the mountain had designated him as a direct disciple early, and this time he went on an envoy. It was the last time he traveled the world before climbing the mountain and cultivating the path.
"Why did you choose Zhao Country?" Ning Changjiu asked after listening to her introduction.
The woman smiled: "Because it is said that there is a girl in Zhao State, who is younger and more talented than him, and that girl is even the daughter of the Son of God."
Ning Changjiu asked: "Zhao Xianger?"
"Yes." The woman said: "He came to Zhao Country, so he wanted to see that Zhao Xianger."
Ning Changjiu asked: "She is so amazing?"
The woman said: "In fact, before that, no one had seen a young lady fight. At that time, the young lady was still a... wild girl. The most common places we see her are in the wild forest and on the top of the building. It's always dirty, but now I think about it, it should be the rumor deliberately spread by the country, in order to arouse the victorious heart of the two princes of the country, let them fight, after all, the young lady is the daughter of the son of god, and defeated For Prince Rongguo, his face will always be compromised."
Ning Changjiu asked: "Did they see it?"
The woman nodded: "At that time, the young lady was sitting on the big banyan tree watching the sunset. The second prince saw her by accident and didn't know that she was the highness he was looking for."
Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "It's a bit like a story, then?"
The corners of the woman’s lips were slightly tilted, her eyes briefly lost focus, and she recalled: “Then the two princes were so obsessed that they couldn’t forget, and after thinking about comparing them with the girl named Zhao Xianger, she asked for a marriage certificate. , Marry this little girl with a glimpse back."
Ning Changjiu smiled.
The woman couldn't help but laughed: "The young lady never asks about the world, she doesn't know this. The next day, the two princes came to challenge and injured many guards outside the temple, and then the young lady cursed with her hands on her hips from inside. He ran out yelling, pointed at the second prince and asked, "You are making trouble?"
"The two princes were also taken aback, never thought that the shocking little girl was the little lord who lived in the Palace of Dry Jade in the legend. He immediately stopped and wanted to show his heart, but the lady said a word I didn’t say, I just fought angrily."
Speaking of this, the woman seemed to be immersed in the memory, and the little hairpin in front of her nose was ignored, and the flower branch trembled and laughed.
Ning Changjiu also found it interesting, and asked: "What about then?"
"What happened later was very simple. It was originally the second prince and the young lady fighting alone, but after only ten tricks, all the masters of the second prince's entourage were forced to move together...I never I have seen a lady like that, she is like lightning walking through the dark clouds. She is so bright and thrilling. No one could imagine that she was a 13-year-old girl."
"The last two princes and his seven accompanying masters were injured and defeated. In the end, his shadow guards did not hesitate to be exposed before stopping the young lady's next shot, and the shadow guard was from the Rongguo Swordsman. The sword was handed down personally. In that battle, the scabbard was forcibly shattered by the young lady."
"The stone steps in front of the Palace of Dry Jade were all shattered that day. The young lady was half of blood, standing there, without the joy of victory, her face was full of confusion. Then she said indifferently, and then turned back. Gong, since then, we haven’t seen that crazy silly wild girl again, and occasionally we see her in a decent dress, quiet and elegant, just like a real eldest lady."
Ning Changjiu listened quietly and asked: "What did she say?"
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National Teacher's Office.
The only few candles lit sadly, the wooden doors, tables and chairs are dark, square and heavy, the whole room is like a lantern about to be extinguished, even the pine, cypress, crane on the screen has no dust. On the contrary, it brings a sense of depression like a prisoner.
A young girl in a white dress sits at a square and generous wooden table, looking at the old man with white temples and plain clothes:
"Teacher, take medicine."
The corners of the girl's mouth curled up, and the small yellow flower between her sleeves was quiet but bright.
She passed a bowl of thick soup medicine over.
The old man looked at the medicinal soup with a trembling expression.
"Xiang'er...Where is this?"
Zhao Xianger's expression is calm: "I'm afraid you will cause trouble, so I must look at you."
The old man smiled bitterly: "I have only you as a student in my life, so how can I harm you?"
Zhao Xianger asked: "Then twenty days ago, why did you stand by and watch?"
The old man said helplessly: "The situation is like this, what can the old man do?"
"It's the general trend again!" Zhao Xianger sneered: "Without my mother, you could never become a national teacher in your life. If you have done this rebellious thing, you don't know how to repent at this moment?"
The old man shook his head: "After all, I am the national teacher of Zhao Guo, and I inherited the national destiny of Zhao Guo. I naturally want to save my mother, but I must not just watch Zhao Guo Guozuo break!"
Zhao Xianger said: "It's almost broken."
The old man patted the table abruptly, and said angrily: "If it weren't for what happened three years ago, why would Zhao Guo be in the current situation?"
Three years ago, Zhao Xianger smashed the scabbard of Rongguo sword with one enemy eight, and even shattered the Taoist heart of the second prince of Rongguo.
Since then, Rong and Zhao broke up, and Janguo took this opportunity to start a war with Zhao.
"You ruined the country of Zhao!" The old man made fists and trembled.
Zhao Xianger gently shook his head: "You never understand that the country of Zhao with a mother is the country of Zhao, or if the emperor died ten years ago, Zhao will be subjugated."
She stood up, tall and straight, she looked at the angry old man and smiled faintly:
"The cause that I caused has made you bear the consequences. After all, I am ashamed of you, but if the time goes back to three years ago, I will still do that."
When the old man became a national teacher, he was equivalent to taking over Zhao's national fortune. In just three years, a high-spirited middle-aged man turned into an old man with half-white hair.
How can he not hate?
"Why?" He asked with a trembling voice: "You think you can kill all those who oppose you, as well as the spies and assassins of the Kingdom? What's more, as far as I know, you are now too Seriously injured!"
Zhao Xianger gently shook his head, but his eyes became brighter:
"Three years ago, if I received the marriage certificate, I might be able to change Zhao Guo for more than ten years, but that is meaningless, and I don't like it. Sir, you have inherited Zhao Guo's luck. The country is dragging some things forward, right? A hundred years ago, although Zhao Guo made the immortal promise to build the country, it will be backfired after all..."
The old man looked at her in astonishment, listened to her slowly, and then understood little by little, but the more he understood, the more shocked:
"Xiang Er...what are you going to do?!"
Zhao Xianger suppressed the killing intent and smiled softly, "Teacher, take the medicine, you and I will be a teacher and student after all, I will not kill you..."
She paused, her expression in a trance, her voice softly as a sigh: "I watch the sunset from your Highness, why bother me?"
I watch the sunset from your Highness, why are you bothering me?
This is the question she asked in front of the Qianyu Temple three years ago. At that time, no one answered, only the **** setting sun seemed to answer.
Since then, she has been revered as His Royal Highness.
Now the Palace of Dry Jade has been burned to ruins.
She ignores the world, but the world always disturbs her.
"Hopefully Mr. Don't be like them."
She made a please gesture to the old man.
In the shaking lights, the old man tremblingly picked up the medicine bowl, stared for a moment, sighed, and drank it.
It was a medicine that closed Linghai. After drinking it, I couldn't get involved anymore.
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"His Royal Highness is watching the sunset, huh... Your young lady is indeed extraordinary, what about afterwards?"
"Twenty days ago, everyone surrounded the Qianyu Palace in the name of crusade against the enchantress, and the young lady was also intercepted on the way back to Beijing. It is said that there was also the third assassin in the country. Fortunately, the lady is back after all."
"What is the task that your lady entrusted to you?" Ning Changjiu continued to ask.
"I can only say this." The woman's expression sharpened: "Miss and Empress are the most respected people in my life. I will never betray Miss. You don't have to follow my words."
Ning Changjiu said: "You must answer me."
The woman smiled and said: "You little Taoist priest is really unreasonable. Why should I answer you?"
Ning Changjiu said: "Because your array is not finished yet."
The woman's pupils shrank suddenly, and her hand that was hiding under the Jin quilt sneaking around the formation couldn't help but froze. She stared at Ning Changjiu coldly, "Who are you?"
Ning Changji did not answer, and continued to ask: "Why kill me? Is your lady's instruction?"
The woman sneered: "If the master doesn't say anything, the servants should also do things cleanly, right, the trail leader?"
Ning Changjiu nodded: "Something makes sense."
The woman curiously said: "You know, why didn't you stop it."
Ning Changjiu said: "Let me see your formation, I won't disturb you."
How dare this person be so big...
The woman's expression was shocked, she had a sense of absurdity, she sneered, but the movement of her hands did not stop for a moment.
Since you give the opportunity, then don't blame me.
The spiritual power surging between the fingers, the formation is only the last stroke, the woman straightens her mind, and the stroke falls while the spiritual power is poured.
The woman's back was already soaked, but her body was finally relaxed and very happy.
The formation drawn by thrilling stumbling and stumbling, the last stroke is so hearty,
Under the floor in the room, there seemed to be bright light oozing out. The light was extremely thin and fast, passing by like a knife. With Ning Changjiu as the center, it suddenly lit up, and a complex and beautiful array emerged inside the house.
She is confident that this extremely time-consuming and labor-intensive formation will not be able to escape in a short period of time unless she can find an eye, or even if the witch master comes to her, she is absolutely absolute at this time, whether it is negotiation or murder. The initiative.
At the same time, a girl's call for help faintly sounded outside the window.
That was Ning Xiaoling's voice.
I did it over there too.
"Either show your sincerity or die."
She will never procrastinate.