Long Live The Emperor! Chapter 78: Control the imperial capital

"Listen to me chanting a sutra."

"Well then..."

"Release your heart."

"What, let's relax?"

"Yes, let go of your guard and listen to me chanting a sutra."

"If you are willing to wear the underworld mask I gave, I am also willing to let go of my heart and prevent you from chanting sutras."

"Really?"

"Forget it..." Gu Chen looked at the mysterious seventh brother eager to try, and immediately dismissed the idea.

Xia Ji said: "This is not possible, that is not possible, what do you say?"

Gu Chen was silent for a moment and said, "I understand what you think. It is difficult to establish trust, but in addition to our common enemy, there is also the ninth emperor's bond between us."

"Oh? Would you trust my sister?"

"I have never seen anyone watching a refugee cry. She was not doing a show, but when she was walking alone by the Huaqing Lake, there were some crying sounds in the distance. She listened and cried. , crying sadly.

When she was a child, she would bandage wounded animals, and deliberately scattered some rice grains in the grass to wait for the sparrows to eat. Even though she was afraid in the field and hunting field, she stopped the emperor from shooting a doe, just because the doe Pregnant with a deer...

In the past, I despised this kind of practice, and felt that all the killings in the world were for the benefit of the coming and the future.

There are many people who wear masks to pretend to cry, but there are almost no people like her who cry out their true temperament.

After crying, there are more people who seem to be pedantic scholars and have the kindness of women, but people like her who can become stronger after wiping away their tears are even more extinct.

Xia Xiaosu is more than qualified to sit in that position.

Trust takes time. I will stop in the imperial city, but not in the palace. During this period, I will build the underworld, and wait until March... I will also go south and kill the emperor before you. "

"At will."

...

"Master, you actually brought the black fox king too. Would you like our sisters to play flute together to cheer you up?" Hu Xian'er came running from a distance with her bare legs.

Xia Ji gave her a flute, pointed to a big rock, "Blow all night."

Hu Xian'er: "Master, I'm just joking."

"Blow for a night."

"Oh..."

Xia Ji will never let go of this vixen who is good at opening a yellow accent. In the melodious sound of the flute, he pours a pot of fine wine and sits under the sea of ​​stars in winter, reconsidering the past half a month in his heart. action.

First, after reading the scriptures of Leiyin Temple, I improved my hidden strength as a whole, enriched my trump card library, and left behind a few strengths that have not yet been shown to the world.

Secondly, before the war, I went to find out about the Northern Demon Clan, and completely controlled the Fox Clan, benevolent to the Tiger Clan, and controlled the Eagle Clan.

Although it is said that there are eighty-one monsters, such control is already in place, and it can be regarded as cutting off the harm of this alien ally. Otherwise, he is fighting on the front line, but the monsters are taking control from behind. The imperial capital, even controlling the imperial sister, what is that?

Now, there are less than two months until March...

The demon clan is flat.

However, there are still many hidden dangers within the imperial city.

The rear is unstable...

Xia Ji tapped the table with his fingers, thinking about a solution.

Smack...

His fingers stopped abruptly and said, "Send a word out and let all the warriors in the capital know, just say that Prince Shenwu will give a speech at the Star Watching Platform in three days, and all warriors who have cultivated innate qi can come here. Listen."

As soon as he finished speaking, a cloud of black smoke flashed in the darkness, and the beautiful waitress appeared to kill her life. She twisted her waist and walked slowly behind him, and said softly, "Yes, Your Highness."

Then, the black fox king's pair of Rou Yi grabbed the prince's shoulders, and gently squeezed him with the pair of hands that had killed countless people.

Xia Ji let her hold it, it was time for the report of the killing.

The black fox king glanced at Hu Xian'er who was standing on the big rock playing the flute, raised his eyebrows, winked, smiled, and then said slowly:

"The interrogators that the little princess found are really good. They have a good grasp of people's hearts and punishments, but none of the captured monk Guangming is willing to say anything.

Those warriors have already explained many secrets. These secrets are being compiled into a book. When the number of three hundred is collected, they will be sent to His Highness for review.

Secondly, the covenant of the "March River" passed on by His Highness a month ago responded, and now the emperor in the Southern Dynasty replied "I am waiting for you", which is considered an invitation. "

Xia Ji asked: "You monsters have lived in the Northland for so long, do you ever know what power and strength the royal family has?"

Killing came over and leaned against his back, sighing like Randy and wanted to talk in his ear, the vixen was like this, and it started to show off after a few words.

Xia Ji pointed to a large rock in the distance: "Go up and talk."

Killing:...

A moment later.

Hu Xian'er played Xiao, looked at the black fox king who was also punished to stand beside him, her eyes were crescent, she raised her eyebrows, smiled, and continued to play the flute.

Killing Jujudo: "His Royal Highness, do people still want to be nice to you... report well."

Xia Ji rubbed his brows. He was wrong. It wasn't that Hu Xian'er liked the yellow accent, but the fox spirits all liked it. It's no wonder that the goblins respectfully call him a teacher, but fortunately Hui Xin is not. The fox king is real With all his heart, he will not be wrong.

Xia Jidao: "Sound transmission also said the same."

Killing is helpless, so I can only tell the story.

"The Imperial Capital originally had eight books,

The first part, the cabinet, assists in handling the world's government affairs;

The second part, the Ministry of War, is where the leading generals are located;

The third part, the Ministry of Heavenly Works, develops puppet weapons and warships;

The fourth part, Zhengqi Palace, openly monitors hundreds of officials;

Part 5, The House of Impermanence, Secret Inspection of Hundred Officials;

The sixth department, the survey department, monitors the rivers and lakes;

Part 7, Blackwater Station, deals with major cases;

Part 8, Superintendent of Heaven, Watching the Stars;

The rest are all local officials. "

As she spoke, she was at a loss for words.

Because, she felt that she didn't say anything. She was just a vixen. What did she do when she had nothing to do with politics?

What's more, there are many hidden countries in this world, countries within countries, these superficial forces are simply a tree born in the abyss, the most important thing is where the root of the tree leads to, and how deep is it? .

Xia Ji also understood, so he stopped asking questions. He leaned back, took a sip of wine, and turned his head to the side, only to see that the light in the imperial study was still on.

The lake wind blew through his temples and through the thousands of holes in the rockery, bringing out the sound of sobbing in the deep winter, and was involved in the courtyard of the study,

He saw the candle flower behind the oil-paper window jumping, and the girl sitting on the chair of the emperor stretched. That position was too heavy for her.

Xia Ji took the book, looked at the two fox spirits standing on the stone, and read it gently. He studied every day, and replenishing skill beads was a must.

...

Three days later.

The Observatory.

There are not many people in the dojo, only a thousand people, which is understandable, after all, there is fear.

Xia Ji disapproved of it. He sat on the stage and began to preach. He used the sympathy of the Tathagata Zen throughout the whole process and attached his spiritual imprint to his words. Anyone who can accept it will inherit his spiritual imprint. And he can also feel the existence of this person.

His purpose is simple, to sow seeds.

The most terrifying thing about the spiritual imprint is the subtle "sense of identity and belonging". Once he accepts his Tao, he will be biased towards him. No matter what the situation is in the future, these warriors will feel that what he does is reasonable, and the When he is an enemy, he will have a "guilt", which is at most guilt for ordinary people, but it is an obstacle to the state of mind for martial artists.

After a speech, the warriors in the audience had endless aftertastes, and Xia Ji had already left gracefully.

After that, he preached at the Observatory every seven days.

More and more people listened. At first, they didn't come because they were worried that the Prince Shenwu had other plans in the name of preaching.

But after two times, everyone understood that this prince was preaching "sincerely", and it was common sense not to pass the word lightly, but this prince was able to share his experience with everyone, and even martial artists dared to ask questions , and the prince did not take it lightly, answering it in public, and even if the warrior wanted to ask privately, the prince also agreed one by one, which is really commendable.

Gradually, for some unknown reason, many warriors developed a sense of respect for this Prince Shenwu, and even when they heard others say bad things about Prince Shenwu, they would go up to fight the injustice~IndoMTL.com~ These people are the hidden disciples of Xia Ji, He made a simple directory and gave it to Hu Xian'er, and when necessary, the vixen would even go off the stage in person to help these hidden disciples gain greater power in the forces they belonged to.

It's been like this for more than a month.

Xia Ji's daily life is very monotonous, making magical instruments, reading books to extract skill beads, inquiring as much as possible about the news in the south, preaching every week, and dining with Xia Xiaosu.

In the past month, there are actually many warriors who secretly surrendered. They are in various forces, and those who have reached the eighth realm of the ancient realm are silently selected. He came out, met with Shasheng, and began to call Shasheng black fox Daoist brother.

This is the first batch of bud seeds, and it is just beginning.

If it blooms and bears fruit, then it is the teacher of the imperial capital warriors.

Seeing that everything was on track, Xia Ji breathed a sigh of relief.

Allies are stable.

The imperial city is stable.

In this way, he can go south.

"Yeah, let's go south."

On one side, the sunset at the end of the road is like a furnace that burns everything.

...

Now...

In the West.

The setting sun is like blood.

The ghost army has withdrawn from Fenglang Pass one after another.

Tu Luo brought the frost giant to the vicinity of Fenglang Pass,

They need to get out of the big business before spring.

However, at this time, a handsome monk slowly walked out of the south of Fenglang Pass.

Behind the monk is an army of tens of thousands of iron cavalry.

The leader of the general held a long knife and wore a black gauze hat, covering his face so he couldn't see it clearly.