Chapter 107 The End of Mengyang

The first year of Mengyang Linxi, October 30.

The royal family declared that Ye Mingshan, the lord of the night country and the great general of Zhentian, had worked hard for many years. He fell asleep at night and was seriously ill. He could not serve as the general of Mengyang's highest military power for the time being. The 100,000 light armored brigade of the night country was temporarily under the royal family. After General Zhentian recovered, he returned to the position of general, Yongzhen Mengyang!

However, Mengyang's high-ranking nobles have learned through various channels that the emperor secretly attacked the Ye family, and this claim is just a more official statement to appease the hearts of the people. Serious illness? I'm afraid that the general has been imprisoned and even killed! Especially the last sentence 'After the general recovers, he will return to the position of general and Yongzhen Mengyang'. I'm afraid it won't be long before the royal family will declare that the general will die of a serious illness. Destroy Mengyang's largest force step by step!

Almost all the ministers and nobles are eager to see the scene of the royal family and the Ye family meeting each other, but they didn't expect to cut down the huge tree of the Ye family easily. The ministers thought that since the emperor was willing to give the nine-xi gift to General Zhentian, he would definitely rely on him a lot in the future. After all, during the war with Chi Nasi, the loyalty and courage of the general could be seen. They didn't expect that the emperor would eventually attack the Ye family and almost killed all the Ye family. This decision is chilling.

In fact, the imperial ministers did not know that it was the emperor who secretly released the news of the destruction of the night family and deliberately produced a complicated and confusing effect, which could make his emperor's throne more stable. He knew that the current ministers and nobles were headed by the general and expected the general to protect them and kill the general. They would be more frightened and fearful. Of course, they would be more loyal and dared not make it again. After all, they know that their ability is not as good as General Zhentian!

When and what means should be used, when should be rewarded, when should be deterred, and when should be killed, Emperor Lin Xi seems to be born to use these imperial ways freely. No one thought that Wan Yujun, the third prince, who was not seen at the beginning, would rise to become the supreme man in Mengyang in just over a month. This 20-year-old young man with a pale and indifferent face hurriedly took the sword and brocade robe from his parents, but he wore it well. At least the people of Mengyang have regarded Emperor Lin Xi as a person who can compete with Emperor Shenluo from the bottom of their hearts. They are extremely loyal to this emperor. At least after this emperor abolished the feudal system and implemented the county system, the life of ordinary people has been much better! When it was taxed before, one was given to the princes and the other was given to the royal family! Now, you only need to tax the royal family, and the emperor has announced that Mengyang does not need to tax for three years!

For ordinary people, these are enough to exchange their loyalty.

Maybe in a few years, people will forget which vassal state they originally belonged to. They can only say that they are the people of Mengyang and the people of Emperor Lin Xi! Invisibly, Mengyang was united a lot, and this effect was indeed unexpected by Emperor Lin Xi!

Emperor Lin Xi, the emperor who was willing to dedicate everything to Mengyang, really became the supreme god in Mengyang's heart. I don't know how many young people are willing to follow the emperor on the road of war, to create the same achievements as the emperor at the beginning of their years, and are willing to dye every inch of land opened up with their own blood, even if they are buried thousands of miles. This is also the reason why Mengyang had a steady stream of troops when Emperor Lin Xi began to fight abroad a few years later, and it was also the place where the Fanyang Dynasty and Chi Nasi were deeply afraid.

Since Emperor Anyang, who was coerced to sign a surrender agreement with Chi Naisi for 100 years, Mengyang has been weak. It was not until the 29 years when Emperor Shenluo ruled that Mengyang's national strength recovered in the development of commerce and trade, and his economic strength returned to the period of Emperor Anyang. However, the countless wealth created by Emperor Shinra has become a solid foundation for Emperor Lin Xi's foreign war. In addition, the enthusiasm of Mengyang's people to explore the territory during the Linxi Emperor's period finally created the title of "lord" of Emperor Lin Xi. Emperor Lin Xi is also known as the emperor closest to the 'flowing emperor' in the more than 300 years of the Mengyang Dynasty.

Naturally, this is all a later story.

Mengyang, Piaomiaocheng Palace, Longyan Hall.

"My brother, I will see your majesty!" A man in a gorgeous brocade robe knelt on the ground and bowed his head to salute. His body trembled with fear and even spoke incoherently. Fine sweat oozed from his forehead and said respectfully, "Your Majesty is about to marry the imperial concubine, which is a great event worthy of celebration in the whole dynasty. I congratulate your majesty first. My brother will prepare a congratulatory gift for your majesty, which is also a great event for my family..."

"Zeri, you are becoming more and more talkative now!" The emperor stood up from the throne, and the gorgeous back of the glazed dragon robe dragged on the ground. He walked to his brother who was kneeling on the ground.

"No-no, it's my brother who woke up! Previously, he was bewitched by Ling Feng and almost did a great rebellion to kill his brother. His Majesty was aware of everything, regardless of the past, tolerance and broad, so that he could be lucky to recover from his guilt..." The sweat on Zerui's forehead became denser and densely, falling drop by drop on the gorgeous carpet on the ground.

"Get up!" The emperor walked to him, reached out and squeezed his shoulder to pull him up. A smile appeared on his pale face, warm like the warm sun when there is no snow in winter. "There is no need to restrain between you and my brothers. After all, you and I are the only one in the Wanyu family!!" He stood in front of his brother, put his hands on his shoulders, helped him straighten his robe, and reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

The emperor has always been smiling, with a light and warm smile, smiling like two people! Does he really care about brotherhood again? Wan Zerui thought of it. He really wants to avoid his brother and hide far away, so that this gloomy and terrible man will never touch him. It seems that from the moment this brother put on the glazed dragon robe, they have become strange, and there has never been that kind of blood-related brotherhood...

The emperor's dark eyes were pure. He looked at his brother and said, "Do you hate me? Hate me for killing Wan Yi Hongyun and Wan Yi Changlong, and forcing my father to die? Don't hide anything, just say whatever you want!"

Wan Zerui looked into his brother's eyes, and two pairs of black eyes looked at each other together. One was full of sincerity and warmth, while the other was dodging, showing a cowardly light! He doesn't know what to say and doesn't want to say anything! It is true that the brother did kill the other two brothers and forced his father to death. Can Mengyang survive the invasion of Chi Nasi? If it hadn't been for the critical moment when my brother wore his father's armor and held the night's sword and rushed to kill on the battlefield, I'm afraid that more people would have died... For foreigners, this is a righteous extermination of relatives, and it is a wise move that knows how to judge the degree. But for him, it was a tragedy of family destruction!

One of his brothers killed two other brothers, and now he is asking himself if he hates him? Why does such an absurd and terrible thing have to fall on him? If this is the life of the imperial family, he would rather be a fisherman who fishes by the sea and ignores these things... Even as his brother said, he will always stand in front of him to block the sword for him, but in case his brother dies, he will take the sword from his hand and continue to support Mengyang... He did not This mental strength doesn't have this courage!

So he lowered his head silently, dodged his brother's eyes, and said, "I have nothing to say, and there is no resentment. After all, your majesty is for the good of Mengyang, and I understand!" His tone was slightly stiff, with a dull and dead air.

The smile on the emperor's face shook, and then returned to a peaceful and gentle smile in an instant, like glueing the broken mask together in an instant. His dark eyes were not so warm, and he looked at his brother as if he were about to spit out a snowstorm, looking gloomy and lonely.

He turned around, stopped looking at his brother and said, "I'm going to make you king of Long'an and take charge of the county in the southwest. You can come back every year during the holidays. Our brothers are reunited. For the rest of the time, you can't return to the city without my edict!" Until now?" His voice was unusually smooth, with an unbearable determination.

Wan Zerui suddenly raised his head, but saw only his brother's back, looking at his dark hair shining in the fire of the hall, looking at the glazed gold shining on his not wide shoulders, and looking at his body like a sword in a sheath. Suddenly, a strong sour feeling gushed out of his nose, and there was a feeling that he wanted to cry, like the whole world would abandon itself, drifting in the wilderness, without relatives, alone with a lonely moon in the starry sky...

But what can he say? This brother's will can't be changed, even if he is his younger brother. I have to bear it. Maybe it will be better to leave the ethereal city and everything here! Over time, you will forget this bustling city! That's the reason why things are human! Without the father who loves him and the two brothers who protect him, everything will change! More than a month ago, he was the most favored fourth prince and the golden boy envied by everyone. What about now? The whole palace was almost replaced by his brother. Even when he slept, he was guarded by armored warriors. What's the difference from the prisoner?

It's okay to get out of here! Cold and hard brother, a palace where things are wrong, no longer a perfect ethereal city... There is nothing to miss!

He said in a low voice, "Well, I take the order!"

The emperor stood with his hands behind his back and took a few steps to the railing of Longyan Hall. Looking at the increasingly thick fog of the ethereal city in autumn, he said, "One more thing should let you know! After all, Southwest County is the richest place in Mengyang. It used to be the junction of Qiuyue and Nanliang. The people are fierce, and there are still some remnants of supporting the feudal system of princes. As a disciple of the Wanyi family, you are the only heir to the throne besides me. It is inevitable that you will not become their target, be deceived by traitors, and make rebellions... I have to guard against all these!"

"I must be dedicated to governing the southwest county, clearing the remnants of your majesty, and thinking about Mengyang--"

"This is unnecessary. The princess of the southwest county is my confidant and extremely capable. You don't have to worry about governing Anbang's eradication of the remnants. All you have to do is enjoy the glory and wealth of King Long'an!" The emperor said that his voice was very soft, like a thin cloud in the sky, with a little cloud of indifference. I'm worried that someone will use you as a flag and pull up a group of outlaws to resist me! It's not only hurting my dream, but also hurting yourself! Such a thing has not happened, so Ling Feng died tragically. His head hung in the star fall hall and ate for ten days to set an example! I don't allow such a thing to happen again!"

Wan Yi Zerui's voice trembled and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry, I won't do anything stupid again. I will follow Your Majesty's advice!" Suddenly, he felt that his brother still cared about himself!

"No, people's hearts are terrible! You can be as strong as a rock, but some traitors are still defenseless! I don't want you to be used!" He suddenly turned around, and the sun shone on him through the clouds, coating a halo all over the emperor who stood against the light, looking sacred and beautiful. His face couldn't see the expression in the backlight, but his eyes were terribly bright and full of light. He looked at his brother's trembling body, sighed and mourned.

"I can't bear to kill you! Without your hands, you can't pick up the sword. Without your hands, you are a useless person, and no one will try to rely on you as a flag to resist me! Without my hands, I can be completely relieved..."

Wan Zerui's body froze, his eyes were open with fear, and he was suddenly full of tears. His voice trembled as if it had been stripped and pushed into the ice and snow: "Your Majesty, do you want... you want...my hand?"

"Well, without your hands, you will have no use value and will not become the target of ambitious people... Don't worry, after cutting off your hands, you can still write, draw, play the piano and play chess, and play chess. Of course, it is not as good as your own original hand. But you are very smart, as long as you practice more, you will get used to it! With a prosthetic limb, you can hug your wife when you get married in the future, hold your future children, and quietly enjoy the glory and wealth of your prince!" The emperor said indifferently, "This is the case!" I will have a wedding the day after tomorrow, and you will come! After my wedding, let's go to Southwest County!"

He finally looked at his brother, looking at the mottled tears on his face, and his weak and swaying figure like a small tree in the storm. I suddenly couldn't bear to get up, but there were some things I had to do! He must eliminate any factors that may threaten his throne in the bud! He is the emperor of Mengyang and the pillar of the whole empire. He must be cold and hard to make Mengyang as powerful as a raging snowstorm, unmatched!

"I will obey your majesty's order!" Wan Zerui bowed and bowed, and his body stiffened and trembled and turned away. Tears gushed out of his eyes, and his face was as pale as death! What else can I do besides obeying my brother's orders? I'm afraid that if you say the word 'no', you will be killed!

Suddenly, he said to his emperor behind his back, "You can hate me and curse me with the most vicious words you can think of!" Everything I did was for Mengyang! My brother, I promise you that I will pass on my throne to your children in the future. When I die, even if I dig out of the mausoleum, I will be left to you! But remember, I love you in my heart!"

Wan Zerui paused and continued to walk forward. He did not respond to the emperor, but smiled weakly and silently, laughing lonely and sadly.

November 3, the first year of Mengyang Linxi. Emperor Lin Xi officially announced the title of Baiyan as queen, Mengyang Daqing! People were surprised by the exquisite beauty of the queen's immortals, and were also surprised by the indifference and coldness on the queen's face throughout the ceremony! This ice-like beautiful woman doesn't seem to know how many girls' eyes can be red-eyed, as if it has nothing to do with her. The queen wore a gorgeous and beautiful shoulder-length robe. Qingdai's hair was coiled into a complicated bun on her head, and her lips were painted with bright red lip gloss, which was so beautiful that it made people feel that the world was unreal, so beautiful that people forget that it was a cruel and troubled world... As if the emperor held her hand and showed her beauty to the world. In front of people, the whole world becomes as beautiful as a fairyland!

But the indifference and coldness on the queen's face, even the hatred does not match the magnificence of the ceremony. People looked at the queen from afar and her unique coral-red eyes, only reading endless hatred! No one can tell why the queen has such an expression on such a festive day.

But many people heard the sasque-looking great master in red sighing during the ceremony: "It's not a good thing to leave such an arrogant woman by your side!"

No one understands the words of the great master. Isn't it unwilling to become the imperial concubine of Mengyang? However, ignorant secular people are not qualified to know the real history and can only live in what they have seen and heard. Just as they don't know that Mengyang, the two dynasties of Fanyang are named after this woman's curse inscription, and they will not know that there is only one that belongs to this wedding. A woman who is indifferent and doesn't have a smile...

November 5th.

The far north grassland has been windy. After the autumn grass withered, the gravel was swept up by the cold wind and blew on the face. Just separated by a tall wilderness and mountains, the sky here is thick clouds, and the dark clouds are low, as if to smash the weight of the whole sky.

Looking around, it is surrounded by sand rolled up by the wind, and the visibility is very low. But in such a harsh environment, a group of herdsmen were on their way. The five of them rode a thin horse with ribs, wrapped in a shabby sheepskin jacket, with their legs tightly clamped saddles, and their heads behind the horse's neck to avoid the cold wind. Behind them were a group of messy sheep, who squeezed together desperately to resist the cold wind, which slowed down the way. From time to time, he has to straighten up on the horse and beat the head of the sheep with a horse pole nearly ten feet in his hand to make it go quickly.

A leading old herdsman met the cold wind and shouted, "Everyone should go faster and get to the south bank of the River before the white hairy wind rises. If the white hair wind blows away, we will all freeze to death here!" His voice fluttered in the cold wind and was not very real. Perhaps when he opened his mouth and shouted, the cold wind poured down his mouth into his chest. He couldn't help shivering and wrapped the broken sheepskin jacket tighter. Although it didn't help him resist much cold, at least he could comfort him.

The old herdsman looked up at the dark clouds that were so low that it was close to the grassland, and his heart was uneasy! This is the precursor of the white hair wind. This year's white hair wind is nearly half a month ahead of schedule. It's just right to return to the southern grassland at this time of previous years! How can it be so early this year? He knew that this year's white hair wind may be more violent than any year he has experienced, because the grassland old saying goes: "In summer, there will be snow in winter." The drought this summer has damaged the vitality of the grassland, and I don't know how many cattle and sheep have died of thirst! Therefore, the great and Chinasi king took the invincible vigorous expedition to the Mengyang Dynasty south of the wilderness and mountains!

I don't know if the king has won! If the king loses, I'm afraid the whole grassland will die! Every herdsman has given almost all the food to the king for military pay, and now they don't even have oats to feed horses. They can only expect to rush to the grassland on the south bank of the River in front of the white-haired wind and snow, and the great king has returned with endless grain and money plundered from Mengyang...

This is the only way to think about it...

He narrowed his eyes slightly to prevent the sand from blowing into his eyes! The horse's reins are loosely held, relying on the memory of the old horse under him. The property of their family is this small flock of sheep. Even the tents are handed over to the army as a military account. As long as they can return to the southern grassland, there are his people there to help them, although most of the Chi Naisi people have a hard time. !

"Hmm?" The old herdsman's turbid eyes are open. What is that? He looked at a horse running forward. In fact, he couldn't tell whether it was a horse or not. The wind and sand were too strong and his eyesight was limited. It's just that I've never seen a horse run so fast. Even the Gaoyun horse, the proudest cavalry of Chi Nasi, rides vigorously, is just at such a speed!

The old herdsman clenched the horse pole in his hand and kicked the thin horse under him. Rushing to meet the horse, the two young men saw the majestic one and surrounded them from both wings with the old herdsman. They held the horse pole and seemed to be absorbed as if they had suddenly changed from poor herdsmen to invincible cavalry, and the blood in their bodies was boiling.

It's close. It's really a horse. The horse's hair is pure black without any color, and only four horseshoes are as white as snow! The muscle lines of the horse are extremely smooth. When running, the muscles of the horse's legs burst out unparalleled strength, which is as fast as a gust of wind! The old herdsman looked at the horse in a daze. He was not sure whether it was or not. If it was really what he thought, he would be rich! This horse is very much like the 'god of the wind'. This kind of horse is born as a war horse, and even the heroic horse is not equipped with such a horse. Legend has it that only the strongest hanusa warrior can ride a kind of war horse!

He shouted, "Catch this horse!" The two young men answered vaguely in the wind. After the horse entered the encirclement of the three of them, the horse rod was stretched out like a javelin. The novel on the twig in front of the rod accurately wrapped around the horse's neck. The old herder immediately turned the horse rod and tightened the vel on the horse's neck. Then his arms pulled desperately, and huge power broke out on his thin arms, slowing down the running horse.

At the moment when the horse stopped, the two young men's horse pole was also put on the horse's neck. The three of them tried their best to stop the horse's momentum of rushing forward. The horse raised their front hooves and hissed to the sky. The sound was extremely tragic in the cold wind, as if they had just run back from the battlefield.

The three jumped off their horses and pulled the poles to approach the excited horse! The old herdsman's eyes are getting brighter and brighter. It's really stepping on the snow and clouds. It's really the god of chasing the wind that can be equivalent to 50 slaves! They are rich! The old herdsman's dry lips trembling and said, 'Thank Tenger God, thank you...'. In his opinion, this was given to them by God, and God finally favored them, poor people!

"Dad, what's tied to the war immediately!" A young man pointed to the horse and said. The old herdsman came forward and grabbed the reins of the horse, wrapped it in his hand a few times, stabilized the horse and looked at the horse's back! What are you really wearing? It looks like a person, a child in a blue brocade robe!

The old herdsman suppressed his surprise, tremblingly cut the rope that tied the child with a knife, took it off the horse's back and held it in his arms. He lifted the hair covering the child's face with his hand and couldn't help sighing.

This is actually a child with a white and beautiful face, but his lips are dry and his eyes are tightly closed, as if he has fainted! Looking at such luxurious clothes, I'm afraid they are the children of rich families in the south, but why is a man tied to a war horse on the grassland?

He untied the wine bag from his waist and poured the remaining horse milk wine down the child's dry lips. It seemed that he was choked by the milky horse milk wine, and the child coughed violently in his arms. He held the child straight and patted him on the back to help him breathe. Then the child slowly opened his eyes. The moment he opened them, the father and son couldn't help holding their breath - the child's eyes were rare dark red, as red as blood!

The child's face was bloodless, and he looked at the three people around him in turn without any expression on his face. Another young man looked at the child and grinned: "It's so beautiful. I don't know if it's a boy or a girl... But why are their eyes so scary... Isn't it a monster?"

The old herdman stared at his son like a wolf and said fiercely, "If you can't speak, shut your stinky mouth!"

The young man looked at his father, lowered his head, and dared not say anything more!

The old herdsman looked at the child, held him in his arms to block the wind and sand, and asked softly, "Child, why are you alone? What about your family?"

"My family?" The child's cracked mouth muttered, as if he had thought of something terrible! Tears suddenly flowed from his eyes, and big drops of tears flowed down his white face into the old herd's dirty sheepskin jacket.

"They're all dead, they're all dead..." The child's eyes were full of tears, his voice was hoarse, and his voice was desolate like a wolf in the snowy night.

The old herdsman and his son couldn't help shivering, which had nothing to do with the cold wind around him! They only heard that the smell of blood in the child's words was so strong...

The wind around him became stronger and stronger. The old herdsman looked around, hugged the child tightly, and said to his two sons, "Get on the horse and hurry!"

A young man with thick eyebrows took the reins of stepping on the snow clouds from his father's hand and said, "What about this child?"

The old herdsman has a determination on his face, and he doesn't have enough food to eat! What should this child do? He lowered his head and looked into his arms and found that the child fainted again, with tears on his pale face! He was cruel and gritted his teeth and said, "Take it away together. It's not easy for anyone to live these days!"

Several people turned over their horses and chased their families and sheep who were struggling in the sand!

The dream is over!