Long Live The Emperor! Chapter 16: The wind is blowing, the snow is falling

The fourth killing robbery has not yet arrived, or it has already arrived, but I don't know it yet.

But if it does happen, then the Daqi royal family will at least have troubles, and the national teacher will also change, but nothing.

Xia Ji is now a well-mannered and courteous gentleman, and he has the appearance of a handsome young man. At this time, even a fool knows that this is a real inner show, and he is definitely not a nerd.

Bearing eyes, walking demeanor, demeanor and speech are all from the inside out.

It's the same reason why you have poetry and writing in your belly.

Someone just said a word to let people understand the person's demeanor.

Some people have said countless words, but they still make people feel like a piece of shit.

This is also true.

Xia Ji was walking in the palace, soaking in wolfberry and staying in the bookstore, chatting and thinking occasionally, even blind and fools can feel the difference of this one.

Even if he keeps his head down, he is like a pearl hidden in a grain of rice.

Even if he doesn't seem to know martial arts, he's not even half a dwarf.

Therefore, all the ridicule and rumors that had been there came to an abrupt end.

Now...

Summer has turned to autumn.

Xia Ji was in the kitchen, and Xiao Wu stayed next to him and watched him cook.

Xia Ji is chopping mutton.

He wants to make soup.

He remembered that this was Xiao Su's best soup in the past.

He remembered the smell, remembered it for fifteen hundred years, even in the years when he silently counted and brandished his sword for fifteen years in the source of fire robbery.

He didn't do well.

Xiao Wu showed disgust on the side.

She stepped forward and snatched the kitchen knife, and asked Xia Ji to stand beside him.

Xia Ji obediently stepped aside and stood beside her, leaning against the wall, watching the one-meter-five figure bow his head and concentrate on preparing mutton and soup.

At this moment, Xiao Wu has completely overlapped with Xia Xiaosu's shadow.

He knew that this was Xiao Su.

This is his sister.

He suddenly discovered that such Xiao Su, such a self, is better than the master behind the scenes in the North, the first Pope of the Church, King Shenwu, and the Black Emperor.

What kind of fame do you need to ascend to the top?

It's just a drag.

He doesn't compare himself with anyone.

He didn't try to show anyone.

The Nine Great Ancestors are of course the ultimate formidable enemy.

However, when he returned from a calamity like hell, he was born into a baby. After 1500 years of suffocation, he sublimated between extreme tension and release.

He's not the old ancestor.

He will no longer regard the ancestor as an opponent.

What he desires is to surpass all creatures in the universe since the beginning of the world.

Therefore, he has to take one step at a time to make his realm so solid that no one has ever surpassed it, and no one can surpass it.

He doesn't know what to do.

But just like when he swung the sword for fifteen Jiazi, at that time, he didn't know what to do.

Then, not only beyond the realm, but in every realm with more power than any existence.

Isn't the most difficult, the most impossible, the most foolish, and the most ridiculed road the one that leads to the highest?

The way is the way.

Which way you go, you will go to which way.

The way of heaven.

Avenue.

It's all Tao.

The road is not the Tao either.

The road is walked.

The way is hard to find.

Are you walking the path that everyone walks, or is it your own unique path?

Indoldol...

Indoldol...

The sound of the kitchen knife chopping the chopping board, the sound of the hot oil pouring into the pot, the sound of the shovel turning over, and the busy back, the fragrance that gradually began to diffuse...

Xia Ji looked out the window sideways.

Outside the window, the green treetops had begun to lose their leaves. After the autumn rain a few days ago, the flowers of Yinwei Luanhua had been beaten on the cold stone ground, and were swept into the corner by the palace maid.

He pursed his hands, white air tumbling in his half-closed palms, nothing in his mind, just waiting for the idle time to pass.

At this time, the past Xia Xiaosu, the current Xiao Wu has already taken the boil.

She divided two bowls, brought them to the table, tilted her head and smiled proudly: "Come and eat."

The words are full of superiority and pride.

Xia Ji came back to his senses, ran over, and started drinking the soup.

Xiao Su asked: "Is it delicious?"

She's not asking, but showing off.

Xia Ji was not angry with her, and while drank hurriedly regardless of the hot, he said vaguely: "It's delicious, it's really delicious, there is no such delicious mutton soup in the universe."

Instead, Xiao Su was embarrassed to be praised, so he defended: "Last time I went to the delicacy shop in the city, and the chef there also cooked very well."

Xia Ji said: "Anyway, it's not as good as yours. What they do is to burn a hundred pots, a thousand pots, a thousand pots, and ten thousand pots, but it's not as good as this one."

Xiao Su's eyes widened, and after a long time, she laughed: "The mouth is so sweet."

As she said that, she took an extra piece of mutton and put it in Xia Ji's bowl, "Here it is."

Xia Ji smiled and said, "Aunt Xie Wu."

"Don't call me Auntie Wu, you look about my age."

"What's that called?"

"Concubine Chan no longer calls me Wujie, so let's change your name."

Xia Ji said: "When I'm older, can I call you sister?"

"Bah! I'm an old witch, I don't even know how long I've lived."

Xia Ji smiled and said, "It's a coincidence, so am I. Not only that, but I also think I'm a bit older than you."

"Bah, pah! When I grow up, I read too many books, and I also become nonsense. I won't tell you." Xiao Su pouted, but felt that the seventeen princes were still well-behaved when they were young. It's going to hold its own mouth.

The two were drinking soup and bickering. It didn't take long for the afternoon to pass.

...

...

In the early autumn, when it turned to the Mid-Autumn Festival, Qi Xiu, the monarch of the Qi Kingdom, suddenly contracted a cold.

He began to cough violently, and Zaochao also became only once in half a month.

Qi Xiu felt that he might not be able to, he was waiting.

Wait for a result.

The result of the confrontation between the prince and the country of Fenglai.

...

...

Mid-autumn, then late autumn, and then early winter.

Qi Xiu's situation is worsening every day.

The entire imperial capital, even the homeless on the streets, can feel a strange atmosphere.

It was a turbulent, dark and turbulent atmosphere.

The second prince, sixth prince, and the eldest princess seem to have reached an agreement. They seem to have obtained news from the front line, and seeing the current situation of the emperor, they are preparing to brew a plan that no one knows about. Complete his work in one battle and turn the tide.

Winter.

Heavy snow.

The 100,000-strong army was crushed, and only a few thousand were left to return.

The reason for the defeat is very simple. Fenglai has a strong man from Wanjianzong.

Wan Jianzong doesn't seem to care about the agreement that "tear up the sect and not join the mortal dynasties". As for offending the Qingfeng Five Sects, they are not afraid. Anyway, they have already killed a Baili Peak Master before.

When the prince went away, he was full of pride, but when he returned, he was covered in blood, with pain hidden in his eyes. How can this happen, how can...".

He didn't understand why Wan Jianzong would take action.

What does Wan Jianzong want to do?

da da da...

The sound of hoofs came from the east.

Prince Qi Heng rode his horse into the east gate, but what he received was a cold gaze.

It wasn't his fault that Zongmen took action.

This is not a level of power he can handle at all...

But no one will understand.

If you lose, you lose.

He silently endured these cold eyes and went to the palace in the center of the capital.

But today's palace has a strange atmosphere.

The guards in front of the door seemed reasonable to stop the blood-stained general, and only let the prince enter the palace to report his duties.

The prince asked the generals to go back.

He entered the first gate of the palace alone.

Go to the second door again.

The Imperial Palace of Qi Kingdom is impregnable, with four doors, and after that is the open space in the square, which leads directly to the main hall of the upper court.

Qi Heng was immersed in decadence and annoyance. He bit his lip and lowered his head like a sinner.

The hands and feet are bound by invisible chains and sink,

The back is slightly hunched as if it were a heavy failure.

He rode the horse,

It was snowing heavily.

The horse flung its hooves and passed the first gate.

In the second door, Qi Heng raised his head somewhat unexpectedly, but in his eyes was a boy waiting for him with his hands down.

Qi Heng said in surprise: "Seventeenth brother, why are you here?"

The boy waiting for him was Xia Ji.

Xia Ji said: "I happened to be back, and I saw you riding in from a distance, so I was waiting for you to enter the palace together."

Qi Heng sighed heavily, looked at him with complicated eyes, and suddenly said, "You have never had contact with me before, why are you here to welcome me today? Go on your own, leave me alone."

Xia Ji laughed.

He stepped forward to hold the horse rope, and then he walked forward.

The horse under Qi Heng's crotch is a famous horse named Lion's Head. It is notoriously strong and will not let unfamiliar people touch it, but at this moment, for some reason, it has become a well-behaved The little rabbit was pulled away by Xia Ji.

Qi Heng had tears in his eyes, what more could he say.

But Xia Ji said lightly, "Who do you think I am?"

Qi Heng then shut up.

It is human nature to seek profit and flee from harm, but obviously this seventeen prince is not included.

He looked at this younger brother, and he had already made a decision in his heart. If he lost this time, he would probably lose his position as the heir, but if he wanted to protect a younger brother who had not participated in the battle for the succession, he would have to protect a younger brother who had no energy and only Knowing the younger brother of reading, then he can still do it.

However, this comes at a price.

But what's the harm?

You give me a peach, and I reciprocate it with a li.

Then the prince said, "Okay! Let's enter the palace together."

The wind and snow are charming, and they fly into the imperial court.

The young man who is as modest as jade leads the horse of the defeated prince and walks through the second gate.

Just as they were walking towards the third gate, the iron gate suddenly made a loud noise, and it fell suddenly with a gust of wind, hitting the ground hard, blocking the road ahead.

The prince's face showed a look of astonishment, but his expression changed immediately, and he reacted very quickly. He was about to turn around and exit the second gate, but almost at the same time, there was a heavy slamming of the city gate behind him.

The tremor echoed, and it was extremely harsh.

The second door is also closed.

Here is a larger patio, an aisle.

And now, it has become a Jedi.

Become a Jedi with no way to enter, no way to retreat, and can only wait for death.

And the sound of dense footsteps soon came from the top of the wall, and soon there were a few figures wrapped in luxurious robes, and many black light armored crossbow soldiers ran up and surrounded the city wall from all sides.

The crown prince looked up and saw that under the cold light of the heavy arrows, he saw the second prince, the sixth prince, the eldest princess, and many other younger brothers and sisters.

He understands.

This is the lore.

It's my end.

But it's not the end of the battle for succession. After that, the second prince and the sixth prince in the city will still fight to win or lose, but without their own threats, these two people really have a chance.

He is an experienced man, and he is not allowed to pass the monarch to him.

As everyone was about to shoot arrows, the eldest princess raised her hand to signal and so on.

She glanced at the city, frowned, and said sternly, "Seventeen, why are you down there?

You...you run to the corner to hide! "

When she said this, the eldest princess glanced at Qi Heng again, "Prince, for so many years of intrigue, it's time to end today, we have done a lot of things, you are not wronged, so don't hold ten Seven was buried with him.

Seventeen is the purest of us. No matter who sits in that position in the end, Seventeen can accompany him to govern Qi well.

Seventeen, he didn't deserve to die. "

The prince looked around and laughed bleakly.

Keng! !

The long sword in his hand was unsheathed and wiped toward his neck.

Xia Ji flicked his fingers, and a burst of just-right energy sent the long sword flying backwards.

This move shocked the prince and the people in the city.

The second prince said: "Old Seventeen, you read every day, and you can still kung fu? You can't hide it."

The sixth prince said: "But what's the use? Seventeen, do you want to die here? Does it make sense? What are you studying for?"

Xia Ji said lightly: "Stop the Ge."

The Sixth Prince mocked: "Why stop fighting?"

Xia Ji said: "In terms of ability, the eldest brother is actually the strongest, right? In terms of kindness, the eldest brother will certainly not let him. Besides, the eldest brother is sitting in the position of the prince, so let the eldest brother take the top." /

As soon as he said a word, everyone around couldn't help but laugh.

The eldest princess said: "Seventeen, do you know what you are talking about? If you let him live, you will let us die. You don't understand how cruel the battle for succession is, you don't understand anything."

The prince took a deep look at Xia Ji. He didn't expect this younger brother to be so affectionate and righteous. At this time, he also said: "Seventeen, go to the corner. The eldest princess is right, you don't understand."

Xia Ji said: "I understand ~IndoMTL.com~ After saying these three words, he raised his hands.

The wind and snow in this world suddenly stopped.

He moved his hand again.

The wind and snow moved again, the white snow condensed and turned into thousands of pure white snakes and pythons, wandering in the air, lingering and roaring, rampaging between, white electricity surging, and the powerful crossbows of all the soldiers in the city head, It has been smashed to the ground.

The crossbow fell in the air, just like meat falling into the wolves, and it attracted a lot of gusts of wind to attack in an instant,

The crossbow jumped twice in the air and was torn to pieces!

Without long-range weapons, even if you can't attack from a distance, you can't kill the prince from the city head.

Everyone is stunned...

The second prince quietly took out the longbow. Before the string was drawn, it was blown away by the wind and burst.

The warm and jade-like youth raised his head and walked slowly to the very center of the patio. As long as he held his hands up, there would be no more weapons in this world.

The fourteen-year-old seventeenth prince said loudly: "With me, no one can die."

Everyone stared at him in disbelief.

The seventeenth prince seemed to remember something, and smiled: "The great commander has a relationship with me. He started teaching me to practice many years ago. Today is the first time I use it."

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