Long Live The Emperor! Chapter 251: Repentance

The third day,

The final test was a hand talk.

The one sent by Beishang was the teacher of the Eight Qi of the Confucian School, the white-haired old man who once convinced Da Qi, broke the imperial capital with Ding Shuizhu, and then attacked Hengjiang City with Ding Shuizhu.

There is no doubt that Da Zhou can only play Xia Ji.

This game compares the understanding of strategy, as well as chess skills and game mentality.

The top of the mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist, and two people sitting on the edge of the stone can be seen playing chess.

It's just that compared to the previous two battles, everyone couldn't watch the battle at all, and they couldn't even get close.

Can only vaguely see the two sitting figures, playing the game that will determine the direction of the world.

The two players who played the game were very quick at first.

But the further back you go, the slower you go.

Sometimes even one child needs to be separated by half an hour, or even an hour.

However, no one was urging, no one spoke, and when one was thinking about how to make a move, the other quietly closed his eyes and waited.

Three days and three nights later.

The hand talk is over.

The old man of the Confucian sect sighed wearily, then his expression returned to calm, and he got up and bowed slightly to the sitting figure.

According to age, he must be older than the master in front of him.

But the master is the teacher.

The Master is not only a master, but a saint.

What's more, such a saint may not have long life expectancy.

He knows best how good his chess is. Before today, although he was humble, he always believed that he was invincible in the world.

But today was defeated.

The master is powerful. After all kinds of killings, he is better than his own half-son.

The old man of the Confucian sect knows how tired he is.

Master will never be better than himself, not to mention that he only lost ten years of life the day before yesterday.

This game...

I'm afraid it will cost him a lot of life.

The old man looked at the man in front of him...

He, like himself, has gray hair.

The old man of the Confucian Sect couldn't help but sit down again, and there was a strange throbbing in his heart.

This should be the first time he sees the master, and it is probably the last time, and when he walks down the mountain to announce the result, this scene is destined to be written in the history books, and it will become a gavel for the storyteller. The wonderful stories that follow, or the allusions that can be used when talented children and talented women recite poems.

That's why the Confucian old man sat down again. He wanted to savor this moment of sitting in the long river of history and witnessing the corner of the long river of history.

The old man of the Confucian sect suddenly took out the blue and white porcelain cup from his arms. If this cup can be collected by him, it must be invaluable.

He took out another small tea jug and poured some tea leaves into the cup.

Every time a star fell, it seemed like it was killing him.

Then, the Confucian old man raised his left hand and rolled it slightly. The blue orb that once destroyed countless lives suddenly floated above his five fingers, and then extremely pure water seeped out of the blue orb, and it moved towards the teacup. go.

The old man's right hand held the gurgling water that broke through the sky. The water boiled in the air, and when it fell into the teacup, it was already boiling.

A scent of tea rose up, refreshing.

The tea is finished.

The old man put his hands in front of Xia Ji and said, "Please, Master, have some tea."

Xia Ji was not polite, and took it directly. He sniffed it lightly, and after just smelling it, he felt that his spirit had recovered a lot, and his body had an unprecedented ease.

The Confucian old man said: "I have read countless people in my life, but this is the first time I have seen a person like the Master. Today, I am afraid that I will never meet again."

Xia Jidao: "Mr. Yan should also go north?"

Yan Su said: "Naturally."

The two fell silent.

Yan Su said suddenly: "Why did the Master come to this point? Could it be that he has no selfishness?"

Xia Ji smiled and shook his head.

Yan Du also suddenly woke up, and he patted his palms and smiled: "It's me who has fallen into a lower class, haha, the Master's arrogance is so powerful that Yan Du admires him. He has done his best to seek righteousness and set an example for the world. Yan Du has seen the Master. The book I wrote, I also learned the things in the Master's book, and now I say goodbye, I should call the Master a teacher."

After saying that, the Confucian teacher got up and bowed slightly with the teacher's courtesy.

Xia Ji accepted it calmly.

Yan Su laughed, and immediately stepped down the mountain.

When everyone saw him coming down, they hurried up and asked, "Who won?"

Yan Su was silent.

Since the Master has saved this world with his whole life, why should I, Yan Huan, add bricks and bricks to you, so that you can rise to this boundless sky?

Therefore, he did not mention anything about winning the half-son, stroked his white beard, and raised his voice: "How can a man be as high as the sky, and how can I dare to talk to the master about victory or defeat?"

After saying that, he laughed loudly and walked forward.

Everyone was stunned.

And this north-south gamble, after seven years of brutal war, finally came to an end in the final battle against the sword.

Xia Ji stands at the highest point of the mountain.

He felt no pride or glory.

But I just stretched my body and sat in the clouds, feeling unspeakably lonely in my heart.

The loneliness was born, and the sound of footsteps was heard on the mountain road.

The footsteps are getting closer,

A elf-like figure rushed to the top of the mountain,

When he was born alone, he jumped in front of him.

Lu Miaomiao shouted: "The wind is north and south!"

Xia Ji turned his head to the side. From the little girl's eyes, he saw the same eyes as always. She met his own eyes and laughed, not knowing what she was laughing at.

But this inexplicable smile is like the warm sun melting ice and snow.

Lu Miaomiao jumped behind him and put her arms around him from behind: "You are really amazing...I suddenly regret it."

She rolled her eyes, "I really want to marry you, I want to be your wife, I want you to live to be five hundred, five thousand, or even longer. I also want to have children for you. , the child gives birth to a child, then call your father, grandpa, grandfather, then grandfather, call me mother, grandma, grandmother, then grandfather."

Xia Jidao: "This is not love, but admiration for the elders. You confuse your feelings."

Lu Miaomiao said: "You are not me, how do you know what I think? I am not someone else, why do you measure me with other people's thoughts? Besides, do you think you are very old? Humph!"

Xia Ji rubbed her long hair, smooth and fragrant, "Miaoyu."

"Call me Miao Miao."

"Miaomiao, we...actually...impossible."

Xia Ji is very clear.

The woman in front of me is valued by the ancestors of the Lu family,

Even though I don't have the slightest bit of power, I can do certain things without knowing it,

Whether she quietly returned the bank note to herself before, or she escaped from the "house arrest" of the ancestor of the Lu family.

Or else, the ancestor of the Lu family chose to help himself between himself and the ancestor of the Wu family, and chose to hand over the imperial order to himself.

All of this shows that "Miaomiao may not know herself, but her true identity must be an extremely important person in the family"...

As for why the ancestor of the Lu family used such a character to marry him, it must be caused by some asymmetric information.

I don't know this information.

Miao Miao doesn't know.

But that doesn't prevent him from being completely opposed to Miao Miao's faction.

It is impossible for him to give up his position.

Miaomiao couldn't leave the place she was meant to sit.

Although everything is still hazy, it is doomed to the impossible for the two of them.

Let Miao Miao give up everything and run away with her?

Not to mention the hidden dangers and risks in the future, how selfish these practices are.

Do not do to others what you do not want to do to yourself.

Since you can't give up your position, why let others give up?

He looked at the beautiful girl in front of him, and deliberately gave birth to a strangeness in his heart.

However...

The next moment, this strangeness that had not yet appeared was shattered.

Lu Miaomiao directly carried him on her back.

The two were close to each other.

Lu Miaomiao smiled and said, "I'll carry you down the mountain."

Xia Jidao: "We..."

Lu Miaomiao refused to let him continue, so she shouted: *&*@%￥%

Xia Ji: ? ? ?

Lu Miaomiao: "Don't say it, you said it makes me uncomfortable."

Xia Ji: "But..."

Lu Miaomiao started to cry when she cried, and the tears couldn't stop falling from her cheeks. She turned her head and stared at Xia Ji with red eyes: "Tell me another word!"

Xia Ji said: "You say I'm stupid, aren't you stupid?"

When Lu Miaomiao heard this, she didn't cry, but pondered: "Stupid little pigs, dogs, kittens, and bears are all very cute. What's wrong with being stupid?"

Xia Jidao: "Let me go, I'm a big man with your back, it's not good."

Lu Miaomiao arched his back, causing his body to sway up again.

"Feng Nan Bei, you misread me! I'm not only stupid, but also very rebellious. If you let me let you down, I'll be obedient. Isn't it shameful?"

Xia Ji said speechlessly: "Then don't let it go."

Lu Miaomiao's voice was soft, and she shouted like a bird chirping: "Follow your orders."

Xia Ji: (⊙??⊙)

Winter,

Cold Mountain Twilight,

The snow hasn't fallen yet.

The fairy in white carried the silver-haired master on her back and walked down the mountain, but instead of walking into the crowd, she went deeper into the mountain.

...

...

A few days later.

Bei Shang, the secret room.

"Sister, is Guzhen defeated?"

"Emperor, let's go, let's go north."

"I'm not reconciled, I..."

"Emperor, this game is a dead end. To some extent, the Master is not actually harming us, but letting us get away early. Ask yourself, if we can really win, where would it take seven years? It has long been dragged into the quagmire and has become a fish in warm water."

Xia Yun was dumbfounded when she said such words.

Because of these words, she would never say it in the past, but she said it easily now.

And the figure in the imperial robe was not angry, because it was reality.

"You can descend, but I will only say that Beishang will descend the Master, not the Great Zhou..."

"Forget it, Xia Xian, this is not good for the Master."

"Sister, I rarely see you speak in person."

"If you had seen the Master with your own eyes, you would have done the same. A man like him shouldn't be involved in intrigues, and besides, the Master doesn't have much life expectancy. Therefore, even if I lose, I am willing to step on the stone. , build him a ride, all his holy name."

The figure of the emperor robe paced back and forth, then nodded, giving up this little Jiujiu.

In the secret room, there was silence for a long time.

The Northern Shang Emperor suddenly asked: "What is the current situation in the kingdom of ice and snow in the north?"

Xia Yundao: "The country of ice and snow is naturally headed by Rakshasa, and the state religion is the Church of Wolf Snake and Death. In addition, there are large and small countries, including islands the size of countries, and nomadic countries. Even some countries with mysterious legends."

The figure of the emperor was silent for a while, and then asked: "What is the situation of the rebel army now?"

Xia Yundao: "The rebel army is very large in scale, but it is also very scattered. The rebel army who can obey the discipline and obey orders only accounts for a few percent or even one thousandth of the entire rebel army.

The Rebels were born in the South, but because of the fire disaster, they shifted their focus to the North.

The Rebel Army is led by the Seven Generals. The identities of the seven generals are extremely hidden and cannot be known by outsiders, but almost all the decisions of the Rebel Army are made based on these seven people. "

The figure of the emperor's robe tapped the long table in the dark with his fingers, and he held his chin in thought.

Today's defeat is actually not a defeat, because in this age when lifespan can break through a thousand, a temporary defeat is nothing at all.

He has adjusted his mentality,

It also washed away the glitz of youth.

He pondered for a long time, then suddenly said: "Sister, can you find Xia Ji?"

Xia Yun was stunned and said, "Where can I find him?"

"That's right..." Xia Xian pulled on the imperial robe and sighed, "I really didn't see it back then. In the deep courtyard of the palace, there was such a... monster hidden."

He quickly calmed down and said, "It doesn't matter if you can't find him. Now he has somehow become the Dark Emperor. Although he is against the family, he is also a public enemy. We can't be with him anymore.

Then... Since we are going to retreat, let Gu properly bury the pieces that should be buried. "

Xia Yundao: "Xia Xian, it's not me who said that the people you left behind will be cleaned up. Moreover, we need to take people away quickly. If we are slow, we will be blocked."

Xia Xian smiled: "Sister, don't you believe me so much? Let's go, come with me to meet the big man who can meet us in this land in the future.

Then, we go out of the north, enter the country of ice and snow Rakshasa, and then use the north as the base... conceal our identity, go to a high position in the rebel army, remote control here, and continue the game. "

He got up, pushed open the curtain, and Xia Yun walked out with him.

...

...

Boom! !

Boom! ! !

In the middle of winter, thunder falls from the sky.

An unusual sight once again landed on this mirror lake.

The silver-haired master has returned to Jinghu's manor. He sat in the study, but he never put down the pen in his hand because of thunder, but continued to write and compile new knowledge.

This time, he's writing two books at the same time.

The first is "Elephant Scroll".

What is an elephant?

Formed in the sky, formed in the earth.

Use all methods to grind into one image, and use one image to exhaust all methods.

If the "Wan Dharma Scroll" is a dictionary, then the "Xiang Scroll" is the method and means of how to thoroughly integrate the Wan Dharma and grind out a single image.

The second is the "Wan Dharma Scroll Enhanced Edition".

This is based on the original method, and more methods have been added~IndoMTL.com~Boom! !

The winter thunder rolls and the snow falls.

A small boat suddenly came from afar, stopped outside the membrane, and waited politely.

Xia Ji opened the "door", and on the boat, a slender Taoist nun came by the wind.

It was Lu Chan.

Xia Ji nodded slightly to her.

Lu Chan also showed respect and nodded her head. After all, if the person in front of her was placed in the ancient times, it would be someone who is truly qualified to be with them.

Unfortunately...

Times have changed.

Lu Chan said: "Master, I will bring Miaomiao back. Because of some special things, the marriage can only be abandoned. As compensation, I will give you a pure cyan fire."