Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 29: Shooting for some people’s uncomfortableness
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I don’t know what other Zhou people think, but now two people in Shaoliang City are at least unwilling to surrender. It is reasonable that the emperor of Da Zhou, as the king of a country, is unwilling, and Li Fuyao was born in Luoyang City. The reason why children who grew up in Da Zhou are actually unwilling to surrender is not all because of Da Zhou.
To make the nobles of Luoyang City uncomfortable, this is his wish long ago, and even if he waits until he goes to Luoyang City one day, if he knows that the nobles of Luoyang City have actually done more excessively, he will not Mind turning the three words uncomfortable into four words.
Can't live.
It’s just that now, this little swordsman in the Swordsman Stage 1 looked at the unprovoked spring rain outside the window, and shook his head helplessly, "You said there are a dozen monks, that’s really ten. Several monks, I am actually a little worried that the emperor will not be able to handle it. First, I will be soft. The look at him before is extremely atmospheric, but in fact I have never seen such a critical situation, plus the court. If you think about it, you will definitely be a little hesitant, so we should let him know, although there is no benefit, but it is good to let him be firmer."
Qinghuai didn’t say much about it. He just looked at the rain outside the window and said calmly: “It’s raining, and the marching speed will slow down, plus those monks who are so dignified and accustomed to it, they are bound to walk. Very slow, even stopped. If the Emperor Zhou has not given up, he will definitely call the southern frontier army to go north. If Zhou is not dead, we have to kill all the monks as soon as possible."
Li Fuyao frowned and said: "How fast."
"It's better to set off today, and kill all the monks before they cross the Luosang River. Just as you said before, Yanling will definitely not be too happy. The next time I send a monk here, I really want to get real."
Qinghuai stared at Li Fuyao, now this girl is very serious, not even joking at all.
Li Fuyao nodded to express his awareness, and then asked: "Among the dozen or so monks, can you keep one or two for me? If there are more, I won't be able to cope with it. I need one or two?"
Qinghuai spreads out his hands, "Why?"
Li Fuyao laughed and said: "The disgusting person, although it feels a bit tasteful to watch others do it, but it is not easy to do it by yourself. To use the words of the old and young people in the town, it is not good."
Qinghuai quickly nodded, "Those monks are the lowest hand in this mountain and river, they are not really good, but they are very different from ordinary people after stepping on that road of cultivation. , Your swordsman line is best at fighting in the same realm. The first three realms of the three religious cultivators are unclear. No one knows how powerful they are. Perhaps some of them are equivalent to the swordsman's third realm of sword qi. The monks in the realm, but most of them should still be in the first or second realm. At that time, if you deal with one or two, the problem is not big."
I got the assurance from Qinghuai that Li Fuyao was not worried, so he took the hatchet off his back and wiped it carefully. He was not talking, and then he quickly took the pen and ink thinking about writing a letter. The handwriting is very beautiful. During those years in Baiyu Town, in addition to the daily storytelling, in fact, he occasionally wrote family letters on behalf of others. The writing of family letters should not be ugly, so he practiced very well. The practice of handwriting was originally for life. When I came down, I saw that although it was quite well-formed, it was inevitably a bit blunt. Afterwards, life was relatively leisurely, so Li Fuyao's words should be freehand, at least in Li Fuyao's opinion, it was very pleasing.
Just picking up the pen, Li Fuyao was stunned. What should I write?
After a moment of silence, Li Fuyao put down the brush in his hand and asked: "Would you like to write?"
Qinghuai snorted coldly, but Quandang didn't hear it.
She has never done such a thing as writing in Demon Land. Besides, her handwriting is so ugly that she doesn't want to look at it more, where it would be embarrassing.
Li Fuyao, who had no choice but to sit back in his seat, picked up the pen again. This time it was simple. After only writing a few words, he put away his pen and ink.
After sending such a brief letterhead to the previous shop selling white fungus soup, Li Fuyao returned to the inn and went out of the city with Qinghuai. Although it was a little troublesome to travel under an umbrella, it was better than being drenched in soup and out of the city. At that time, I could see a lot of big Zhou Jiashi. It is reasonable to say that in this Shaoliang City, which should be panicked now, there should be many other sights, but in fact, apart from the war department on the west side of the city, there is a long dragon in the yamen platoon. In addition, there is no change in the rest.
"To be honest, I kind of like this place." Walking on the street, Li Fuyao said casually.
"Soup dumplings are good." Qinghuai rarely agreed.
These two monks, one is different from the mountains and rivers, and the other from the three religions, they are really unique.
Walking on the street, Li Fuyao remembered the map of the Great Zhou territory he had seen before, and said calmly: "The Luosang River should be more than ten days away from Shaoliang City, but we should try our best to walk. Hurry up, or I will always be a little worried."
Qinghuai turned his head, "What are you worried about?"
"Worrying is too late."
Qinghuai looked at Li Fuyao as if looking at an idiot, "If you think of the Luosang River now, you will be able to reach it in at most half a day."
Li Fuyao frowned, wondering if you still haven't taken out something from the bottom of the box.
As if to see through what Li Fuyao was thinking, the girl explained: "When I reach the realm of the morning and evening, it is not difficult to travel thousands of miles a day, but my current realm is still Qingsi, and I can walk thousands of miles a day at most. It’s even more annoying to bring someone, but you know that the monks in this world are not like you stupid swordsmen, only a sword with no long objects. For example, these gadgets I brought, crushed a poo It can walk a thousand miles, but it is only eight thousand miles away from the Luosang River, which means I only need to crush a dozen."
Li Fuyao sounded his heart swaying, but soon he worried: "This kind of magical weapon shouldn't be common, right?"
Qinghuai nodded, and said solemnly: "It's not common, so I don't have many."
Li Fuyao asked cautiously: "How many are they?"
Qinghuai sighed softly: "It's only about 10,000."
Li Fuyao almost fell on the street. There are not many 10,000. Now he understands why Qinghuai will not be able to reach Liangxi before the end of spring. This is the reason. With this thing, where is the effort.
After leaving the city, the rain was getting heavier, Li Fuyao held the oil paper umbrella and asked, "Shall we go directly to Jianshan?"
Just this sentence was spoken, and it was quickly rejected by Qinghuai, "Finally, there was a fight, where should I go to Jianshan?"
In this regard, Li Fuyao only felt big for a while. If you say that you don't make sense, you can forget it, why do you still like fighting?
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The early dynasty of the Chongde Hall has been gone for a long time. The Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty returned to the Changchun Palace Imperial Study Room to approve the memorial. Now that Great Zhou is not dead, he is still the emperor of the Great Zhou, and naturally he can't waste political affairs.
In addition, there are still countless trivial matters waiting for him to deal with in the big week now, how can he ignore it.
At the time of the turbulent wind and rain, it turned out the importance of this great Zhou emperor.
The **** Su Jin, the eunuch, the eunuch, has been waiting outside the imperial study room since the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. He has been waiting here after the end of the early dynasty. He has already had half a day's effort, this The head of the more than ten thousand eunuchs of the imperial palace, although he was not young, Hou did not appear to be tired after spending half a day outside the imperial study.
Standing outside the imperial study room and not hearing someone’s scolding in the imperial study room is actually the most difficult sight in the palace in these years. The talented king never expressed his likes and dislikes towards a certain courtier. But nowadays, no word has ever been heard. Those names that are frequently mentioned by him on weekdays are not even heard.
Su Jin sighed. Looking at the spring rain, thinking about the 270 years of the Great Zhou Dynasty, his eyes were red for some reason. Su Jin was an eunuch, but he was also a Zhou.
After a while, a little **** ran past the Yushufang, and came to the Yushufang. The little **** did a lot of courtesy to the palm print eunuch, and then took out a letterhead from his arms and handed it to Su Jin. After Su Jin nodded, he trot away.
As one of the people who knew the details of the emperor’s exit from the palace on that day, Su Jin naturally knew what that young man meant to the emperor. Now the two news coming from outside the palace, it’s hard to be overwhelming. The last straw of His Majesty the Emperor.
Su Jin didn't dare to think too much, and soon knocked gently on the door of the Imperial Study Room.
The Emperor Da Zhou reacted quickly.
Su Jin respectfully said: "Your Majesty, the young man I saw before has now left Shaoliang City, but before leaving, there was a letter that was sent to the palace for your Majesty to personally express."
The Emperor Da Zhou in the Imperial Study Room was silent for a long time before he calmly said: "Take it in."
Su Jin opened the door and entered, and was able to see the emperor of the Great Zhou sitting by the window. The expression of the emperor of the Great Zhou was as usual, but the corners of his mouth were pale and looked a bit vicissitudes of life.
Receiving the letterhead, the emperor of Da Zhou did not rush to open it, but just asked: "When did the boy leave Shaoliang City?"
Su Jin bowed his head and replied: "It happens to be when your Majesty left the early court."
The Emperor Da Zhou nodded, and then signaled Su Jin to go out. After Su Jin went out, he looked at the letter paper.
Looking at the letter paper, the emperor Da Zhou had a bitter face, wondering whether you feel that you are not a Zhou person, so you abandon me and leave?
It's just that the emperor of Da Zhou soon said to himself: "Since I am not a member of Zhou, how can I fight for life for Da Zhou?"
The Emperor Da Zhou went to tear open the letterhead and looked at the yellowed letter paper, his eyes suddenly brightened.
As if dead wood regenerated.
He didn't say much, he just started to laugh suddenly, laughing heartily.
On the table, there was only one sentence on that letter paper, "Lobsang River killed the monk."
The Emperor Da Zhou glanced at the handwriting on the letter paper and exclaimed from the bottom of his heart: "This **** word is really damn... beautiful."