The royal family of the Zhou Dynasty

Chapter 734 Li Yixuan's Pass

"You feel the vibration just now, don't you?"

The old man stared at Li Yixuan and said in harmony.

"Hmm."

Li Yixuan nodded. Don't answer much. He didn't know about the shock just now.

"The existence of Jixia School Palace is extremely long. This is not the first time that there has been a vibration like this. Every once in a while, it vibrates here. And every shock is a Confucian disaster. This kind of Confucian disaster has not happened for more than 1,600 years.

The old Confucian said lightly.

Li Yixuan was shocked and raised his head.

"Go ahead, Lord Taibao has contacted me. Let you go back immediately. Now, it's time for you to leave.

The old man said indifferently and did not explain too much. He waved his sleeves and said, "Let's go."

"Yes, teacher."

Li Yixuan's lips moved, but he didn't ask in the end. Although the robbery of Confucianism is strange, you will naturally know it when you leave here.

"Students say goodbye."

With a deep bow, Li Yixuan turned around and was on the edge of the space. Step out and disappear under the plum tree.

behind him, Lao Ru looked at Li Yixuan's disappeared back and withdrew his eyes. In his eyes, there was a deep worry and loneliness: "A thousand years of disaster, I don't know if the disaster mentioned by the teacher can be overcome this time..."

In the outer city of the capital, the wind is roaring, and the empty valley is silent.

In the void, Li Yixuan appeared on a mountain in the Dongxiao Hunting Ground, overlooking the whole Shangjing City. After stepping here again, Li Yixuan felt a different place.

The horses' hoofs are in the wind, and many of them are riding fast and speeding by. From the capital, fly to various places. There is a tense atmosphere in the air.

"Confucianism..."

Thinking back to Lao Ru's words in his mind, Li Yixuan's expression sank, and a trace of sharp air gas flashed between his eyebrows.

"Come here."

A familiar voice sounded in my ear. The sound seems to come from the depths of hundreds of millions of spaces.

"Yes, teacher."

Li Yixuan swept his body and immediately entered the capital. In front of the Taihe Hall of the palace, Li Yixuan saw the Taibao among the three princes. He stood with his hands behind his hands and stood in front of the long white jade steps. There is a powerful breath in the body, like the bright sun shining on the void.

"Mr. Li, I have told you about the Confucian disaster this time."

Taibao stood on the steps and looked down at Li Yixuan Road.

Li Yixuan lowered his head and said respectfully, "Yes, the teacher told me about the Confucian disaster."

"Well, this is what happened during this period. It was passed down by the general theory of the Ministry of War. Take a look first."

There was no expression on Taibao's face. His robe shook, and a lead-sealed scroll flew out and fell into Li Yixuan's hands.

Li Yixuan did not hesitate to open the lead seal and pulled out a thick th of information inside. The information that a famous Confucian was killed passed by Li Yixuan.

Looking at the list of famous Confucians, famous Confucians and Confucians who were killed in this storm, Li Yixuan's face turned very ugly, and his heart sank even more. Even the hands holding the file trembled angrily.

There are many great Confucians here, and he has talked to them. I have also asked for advice. But now, they have all been killed. You can't die of old age.

This great Zhou champion only feels that there is a fire burning in his heart. As a descendant of Confucianism, his feelings are much deeper than Fang Yun. You should also be more angry.

"Bred your sword."

Taibao Road.

Li Yixuan didn't say anything and handed over the silver long sword.

Taibao took the long sword, reached out and rubbed it, and a magnificent breath was immediately injected into it. The originally dim body of the sword immediately radiated countless light.

"Go and go to the north to calm Yongzhou, Jizhou and Yanzhou at the fastest speed."

Taibao handed over the blazing "Hangqi Long Sword" to Li Yixuan: "The master of Jixia School will cooperate with you. In addition, I have asked your brothers and brothers out of the customs. They will help you."

Li Yixuan took the long sword and still hung on his waist: "Lao Bei, why do you want to limit Yongzhou, Jizhou and Yanzhou? What to do with the great Confucians in other places? 9, "This storm is not so easy to end. You can calm down these three states. As for other states, the royal family has its own arrangements. In addition, the second son of the Fang family has gone to Xuzhou, Yangzhou, Xuzhou and Sanzhou to deal with it. His current strength is no longer below you.

After a pause, Taibao suddenly said, "This time, don't show mercy anymore."

Li Yixuan was shocked and subconsciously raised his head: "Yes, teacher."

"Go ahead."

A moment later, Li Yixuan left the capital with more than a dozen young people in white dressed as Confucian students and went north.

At the same time, a military document, snowflakes usually fly around the week. After calming for a long time, he immediately fought against Malonglong, a powerful army, opened various cities, and focused on protecting the schools and the residences of some great Confucians.

Generals and generals of the states and counties are on standby day and night to guard those great Confucians.

The mobilization of troops and horses in the Zhou Dynasty immediately attracted the attention of the wilderness. Everyone is nervous. In the war of the Zhou Dynasty, it was rare for such a large-scale use of inland troops. Once used, it is often a very large-scale battle.

Just a few years after the end of the war with the Zhou Dynasty, the vitality has not fully recovered. There are many teachers here, so it's hard for them not to be nervous. All the wilderness royal families are actively preparing for the war, preparing to mobilize troops and horses to deal with the expedition from Da Zhou.

"What? The Confucian students of the Zhou Dynasty were killed?

In the Yihuang Palace, a man in a black dragon robe and a black-faced man sat high on the dragon chair. There are many ministers on both sides.

"Yes. The regent." Your Highness, an Yi general said respectfully. Emperor Yi has only been closed for more than ten years, and the government of Yihuang has always been presided over by the regent.

"Isn't the courtier killed?"

The regent asked again.

"No."

General Yi lowered his head and replied.

"Isn't Wuhou killed?"

"No."

The general shook his head again.

"Hahaha..., but some ant-like goods have died, and they are so popular. What a fuss."

After saying that, the regent laughed. I don't think so about this faction of the Zhou Dynasty.

In the wilderness, even if the ministers of the whole hall are dead, there may not be such a big movement. The royal family is ordered by heaven and is the most noble in heaven and earth. As long as the royal family is fine, it's no big deal. On the contrary, if there is something wrong with the royal family, it will be a big deal.

"Uncle."

The prince Aixim, who had never made a sound, suddenly stood up: "My nephew thought that this matter was probably the work of the sect of Middle-earth. Those sects have always been enemies of the imperial court. My nephew thought that this might be an opportunity for us.

"Oh?"

The regent blinked his eyes, and he still cared more about this nephew. After all, the power will be handed over to him sooner or later. And Emperor Yi is not dead yet. Even if he is ambitious, he dares not move: "Aysimu, what's your problem?"

Aisimu was silent. Although this matter was a little vicious and cruel, he had to do so in order to save the wilderness: "Uncle the third emperor, the death of these Confucianism is really not a big deal. But I thought that this matter involved the sectarian forces in Middle-earth. That's worth paying attention to. The Zhou Dynasty was already in chaos, and my nephew thought that we might as well add another fire.

"Oh", the regent's pupils shrank. After all, he is still extraordinary. Although I don't know much about Middle-earth. But plots and tricks, plots and ambushes are still proficient: "You mean, we also send people into Middle-earth to kill some great Confucians."

"Uncle is wise, and that's what my nephew means."

Ayi Ximu Road.

The regent of the Yi Emperor changed his face: "Okay! You have the sole authority to handle this matter.

Qiu Huang, Xie Daoyan received the message almost at the same time.

The language, habits and culture of the autumn people are different from that of Middle-earth. It's hard to find out and disappear. But this is not absolute. Send some strong people in the spirit period to learn the art of transfigurement. Then learn the Middle-earth language and accent. It is not difficult to find out the news of Middle-earth.

In the magnificent autumn palace, the queen Xie Daoyan, or the queen, sat on the dragon chair in the imperial robe. In front of her, a maid in armor knelt in front of the steps.

"Your Majesty, do we still need to mobilize troops now?"

The maid said. Although he is a maid, he is familiar with Xie Daoyan, and he can be alone in his military tactics. In the past, due to the rules of the autumn famine, it could not be raised.

But now, Xie Daoyan is the emperor, which is naturally different. These maids who are proficient in military and martial arts were all raised by her.

"No need."

Xie Daoyan waved his hand slightly and closed his eyes, showing a thoughtful look. She needs to think about this.

"Your Majesty..."

The maid hesitated for a moment and finally couldn't help saying, "I thought this might be our chance. As long as we send some customers to Middle-earth, maybe..."

"I know what you mean."

Xie Daoyan opened his eyes and interrupted her. The maid has been following her for a long time. She is clever and smart. I can quickly detect the opportunity from this matter. This makes Xie Daoyan quite happy.

"Let's give up this idea."

Xie Daoyan said.

"Why?"

The maid finally couldn't help saying, "This matter, almost certainly, was done by those Middle-earth sects. There will be no one else except them. If we can add fuel to the fire, push it. It may be a great opportunity for us to cause the sect to devour the Zhou Dynasty.

She has followed Xie Daoyu for a long time and has heard her mention some of the history of Middle-earth. In the Middle Ages, those sects were so powerful that they could enslave everything in the world and slaughtered like pigs and dogs. No one can underestimate the power of sects.

If you make good use of it, it is not impossible to cover the Zhou Dynasty and solve the military disaster for many years in autumn.

"You don't understand. That's just a path. There was no harm in the Zhou Dynasty, but only aroused their anger. When the war burns into the autumn wilderness, it will be the opposite. Do you want the autumn wilderness to be destroyed by the Dazhou army overnight?

Xie Daoyan rejected the maid's proposal.

The maid's face changed dramatically. After a few breaths, she suddenly knelt on the ground: "The maidservant deserves to die. The maidservant made a big mistake."

"Those who don't know are innocent, and you are also for the sake of the autumn wilderness. How can I blame you? You did a good job this time. Go down and have a rest.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

When the maid disappeared behind the door, Xie Daoyu's eyes couldn't help dimming. Only she knows how much real the content of what she just said. Did she veto the maid's proposal really just because she was afraid of Da Zhou's anger?

In the years of war, which time did Dazhou have no anger? If you don't kill Confucian students, won't Da Zhou enter the autumn wilderness?

Xie Daoyan shook his head. She knew that she should have adopted that opinion. However, I remembered the faces of those old Confucians in my mind, and the conversation with these Confucians who sneaked into the Zhou Dynasty. Xie Daoyan couldn't make up his mind to let himself be cruel and attack these morally prosperous Confucian students.

"Or, women are really not suitable to be emperors. I'm still too soft..."

Thank you for sighing, and your eyes are gloomy...