Chapter 176 The Rebellion of Lingnan
(Fifth update, please collect)
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Spring is in the air, and the soft wind with a trace of warmth rolled over the wind chimes next to the curtains and jingled.
The girl looked at the letter in her hand and smiled from time to time.
The bodyguards outside the small building stood upright, with a solemn face. Miss Seven was strictly forbidden to disturb anyone in dealing with official business hours. No one would have thought that Miss Seven, who was as cold as icebergs in their eyes, was covering her mouth and laughing. A pile of confidential letters were all thrown aside, so as to look at the letter from the black eagle.
"Finally broke through the ground product... I still want to take the soldiers home to show off my prestige. I guess the happiest person is Li Xiaopangzi.
“...... The artist surnamed Yi... Is it Mr. Yi? With this kind of means and this kind of temperament, he is the only one who has the surname of Da Kuang Yi, but I don't know what he is looking for you.
With a funny look in his eyes, Sima Jin opened another page of the letter and couldn't help thinking of the strange man surnamed Yi who went to sea to hunt the wind and thunderbird that year.
"But Mr. Yi is a good person. If you don't mess with him, he will naturally not embarrass you."
murmured, Sima Jin's eyes fell to the end of the letter, and she couldn't help frowning. After a long time, she said, "The body and the yuan god are two cultivations, the body is in the world, and the yuan god is out of the body..."
After reading it twice, Simajin couldn't help but be a little moved. She licked the ink. Simajin was thinking about how to reply to the letter when she saw a black wind rolling up in the room, and a black general came out of the wind.
"What's the matter?"
Simajin asked coldly.
Hei Wuchang bowed his hand and replied in a muffled voice, "Your Excellency, Lingnan is in chaos, and the rebels have passed Heizeling."
"Why..."
Simajin said softly, his pupils shrank slightly, and his face under the veil was a little colder, so he said to himself, "Is it that Changmen finally can't sit still?"
The common people may not know, but who is at the top will not know the existence of the Changmen Dharma Association. This ancient organization with a long history takes the task of killing demons and eliminating demons. Some of the Dharma Association are senior officials in the court, and some are peddlers and pawns. Except for elders and deacons, few people know their identity. In nearly ten thousand years, the Changmen Dharma Association has long been An orderly cobweb is arranged in this world, which can be said to be almost pervasive. The emperor has always turned a blind eye to Changmen on the surface, but who would like to see a shadowless and invisible dragon dragon crawling outside the court? However, the Changmen method is too secretive, and the power of the series is extremely large, pulling a hair and moving the whole body, even if the lords of the world are willing, they are powerless.
There are many strange people in the Changmen Dharma, and there are also many strong and arrogant people. However, for so many years, they have been getting along well with the Kuang royal family and the princes of all parties. The well water does not violate the river, just because of the existence of the five divine masters. Three years ago, the masters explored the gods together, and they were gone forever. As early as that time, they were ready to move. First of all, there was a confusing fire in Zhongdu. There was a big demon hidden on the leaning tower, and the royal family burned the tower in the middle of midnight fire. When the soldiers put out the fire, the three-story walls of the leaning tower were withered and crumbling. Fortunately, Lv Fengqi led the army to come and defeated the reasonable long-reasoning master, and then saved the leaning tower. . In the next two or three years, the Changmen Law Association always used the elimination of demons as an excuse to harass the princes from all sides. The princes suffered unspeakably and were extremely resentful.
Everyone knows that Changmen is testing the bottom line of the royal family and princes, and they also know that sooner or later there will be difficult things to deal with. However, the Kuang royal family and the princes of all sides swallowed their anger and quietly waiting for the first side to attack.
His eyes fell on the sand table, and Sima Jindai frowned slightly.
There are three kingdoms in the south, Wei, Wu and Liu. Liu is located in the southernmost part, and then to the south is the Lingnan Province across the Heize Mountains. Heizeling and Liuguo are separated by Nanguqiu, thousands of miles, and are located in nearly a hundred mountains of size, while Nanguqiu is only a few small plains from Liuguo, and the horse can reach the southern border of Liuguo in two or three days. In the southeast of Liujing, the rebels have crossed the Heize Mountains. If they intend to point to Liu, they can approach Liujing in only about ten days.
The spring breeze brushed his face, and then looked out of the window. The spring scene was no longer as warm as before. Sima Jin pondered for a moment and pulled out a command sign from the barrel and threw it to the black impermanence.
"Go on the order and dispatch 300 scouts to explore the military situation in the south."
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After a month of drought, God finally opened his eyes and rained in spring.
The dry pond, the cracked land, and the dying crooked old trees next to the Liu Palace have also regained their vitality.
Turning over and disemblain, the bodyguard respectfully took over the reins. An Bochen, dressed in a seven-grade military officer's robe, walked into the palace with an oil paper umbrella. The official robe is wide and long, and it is inevitable to be stained with mud when dragged to the ground. Although An Bochen is uncomfortable, he can only endure it.
Under the leadership of the palace people, An Bochen walked back to the palace and came to a gorgeous palace.
The palace man and his face retreated pleasantly, and An Bochen straightened his clothes and pushed the door in.
The smoke was wrapped around, like a dragon like a snake, and the laughter sounded like a silver bell sounded. An Bochen was stunned and looked up. He saw a pink and jade-like girl standing not far away, cheering and chasing the smoke in the furnace. Looking at the daffodil held tightly by the girl, An Bochen woke up. After three years, he saw Princess Yilong again, but she was already a girl who could run and laugh. Her footsteps were light, and she was a little flexible when running, smiling like a flower, which was no different from ordinary women's dolls.
An Bochen was thinking about what was on her mind. The girl had stopped and took two steps forward. She looked at An Bochen with her head tilted, as if she was not timid at all.
"Yilong, he is the Anlang general that your brother Wang often mentions."
A cold voice came from the side. An Bochen turned his eyes and saw that the beautiful eldest princess of Liu came out of the inner hall and looked at him with some complexity.
"See Her Royal Highness the Princess."
An Bochen saluted.
"Exemption from courtesy."
Princess Lizhu raised her hand to welcome, sat in the main seat, pointed to the low pier beside him and said, "General An, sit down."
"Brother Wang said you were our savior, didn't he?"
As soon as An Bochen was about to sit down, there was a milky voice in his ear, but Princess Yilong looked at him with great interest. Seeing An Bochen smiling and looking at herself, Yilong seemed to be a little shy, squeaking, blocking his little face with an aquatic fairy flower, and secretly looking at An Bochen through the petals.
"Yilong, don't talk nonsense. Come to your aunt."
The little princess wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by the glass beads with a cold face.
How can the four words of the lifesaver be said nonsense? What's more, in the emperor's family, only the subjects owe the emperor, and no emperor owes the subjects.
The little princess bulged her mouth and walked to the glass beads sullenly. She climbed up the knees of the glass beads very skillfully, leaning against the crisp chest of the glass beads and still stared at An Bochen curiously.
It's raining heavily outside the window, and the hall is warm. How can An Bochen not notice the love of the dragon princess who remembers the most? Even if the Liu royal family is not good, only a few lonely people in the royal family have more family affection than the rest of the princes, but they feel like ordinary people.
The smoke was lingering, steaming and changing. An Bochen sat upright. From time to time, he secretly looked at Princess Yilong, and secretly guessed in his heart that Li Yu knew that Yilong was the reincarnation of the dragon girl, and did Lizhu know?
The little princess who has more than half of the dragon soul looks no different from ordinary people at present, and I don't know if it will still be the same in the future. Her memory of her previous life is hidden in the Moyun Tower by herself, and it's not good to give it to her. It's not good to throw it away. It's really like a hot potato.
The palace was quiet, and even Princess Yilong no longer laughed. Her eyes looked between the silent Lizhu and An Bochen at the same time, with a curious face.
It seems that every time I get alone with Lizhu, there will always be a long period of embarrassment.
With a wry smile in his heart, An Bochen scratched his head helplessly. At this moment, the inexplicable voice of Lizhu came to his ear.
"It's finally raining."