Chapter 39: Mountain rain is coming

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read2();　　 Gwangju Metropolitan City under the pouring rain was under martial law throughout the city until the night, so the silence was a bit scary.
In the old house in Tsing Yi Lane, Zhao Yu lay on her back and fell into a coma. Girl Ruyue took a towel to wipe the cold sweat on Zhao Yu’s face while Liang Po still leaned on the big gourd and guarded Zhao Yu. Stay on track!
　　 A moment later, Grand Master Huang Ting pushed open the door of the old house, walked into it, and suddenly fell head-on, and fell into a coma!
　　 But tonight is destined to have many people awake at night!
　　 Zhao Yu's first night in a coma in the old house.
The elderly empress lay quietly on a recliner in the Lingbo Hall of the Baidi Palace, her eyes closed slightly, and a person beside her gently shook a palace fan for her, and the soft wind blew the white of the old lady. Her temples seemed to smooth the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and restore her former beauty as the world's first beauty.
　　 It was late at night, and the entire huge Lingbo Hall was empty except for them, and it seemed a bit quiet.
　　 "Xiu'er, Yuan Jiang finally moved his hand, which is different from what you said at the beginning." The old lady opened her eyes, and there was no senility in her eyes, she said lightly.
　　 "I have already explained to him, but the knife is too far away from my hand. I always think about doing something by myself. After I come back, I will take his arm, which is an explanation to Yuer."
　　 Empress Wu’s hand shaking the fan paused, and then continued to fan the old lady.
　　 "Then what do you intend to stop Li Chunfeng?" The old lady turned her head and looked at Empress Wu's eyes, and continued to ask.
"The mountain and sea map and the Tianwu Army have a major relationship. The beast tide has already used Heaven's Punishment before, so for the sake of Xijiang, these two should be kept as much as possible. I know Yuan Jiang's knife will be disobedient, so I sent someone to Japan earlier. Yuezong approached Lu Yao and asked him to treat his crimes and do meritorious service." Empress Wu's eyes were flat as water, and she whispered to the old lady's ear to explain.
She seldom explained to others. As Daxia’s regent Queen Wu, she didn’t need to explain to anyone, but now it’s her mother, the Queen Mother who personally put her in that position 15 years ago. .
"The one who jumped out this time, the kill that should be killed, the beat that should be beaten, our Zhao clan has been silent for a long time in the past few years, making people forget the majesty of the Lord of Great Xia, this person is easy to forget, okay If you have the scar, you will forget the pain. Since you dare to extend your paws to the only seedlings of our old Zhao family, I will screw your heads off. If you don't do it, I will let Tianwu do it."
The old lady really got angry this time, her whole body was murderous, and even the air in the Lingbo Palace dropped a little bit. For her, Zhao Yu is a Ni Lin who can't touch it. If anyone touches it, she will Who should die!
　　 "Don’t worry, I know how to do it."
　　 The old lady nodded her head and closed her eyes again. She stopped speaking. After a while, she breathed evenly, as if she had fallen asleep peacefully.
"The daughter retire first. The hour is getting late. The mother rests earlier. I have ordered the Imperial Dining Room to make some snacks. It should be delivered immediately. The mother has nothing to eat today. Now that Yuer is fine, the mother You can also eat something to fill your stomach."
　　 Empress Wu put down the palace fan in his hand, resigned, got up and walked out of Lingbo Hall, and walked into the boundless night of Baidi Palace.
　　 After a while, the old lady who had already fallen asleep opened her eyes and turned her side to the side, but there was sigh and sadness that ordinary people could not see in her eyes, and she muttered to herself:
"After all, our generation is no match for time. It is about to end. At the beginning of the year, Bi Mawen died. You and I have been fighting for nearly a hundred years. Now even you are dead. Now it is almost my turn, Yuer Ah Yu Son, grandma won’t be able to take care of you for long. You did a good job this time, very good."
　　 The moment Empress Wu walked out of the Lingbo Hall, she regained her temperament to watch the world again, and the lady guards along the road immediately knelt down when she saw it from a distance, and just followed Empress Wu to the Phoenix Terrace!
　　 The superior is destined to become more and more lonely, but it is no different from the speaker!
　　 The second day of Zhao Yu's coma.
　　 The martial law was lifted in the Metropolitan City. People took to the streets one after another, looking at the destructive power of the world, and once again felt the powerful and amazing destructive power of the top monks, and all the forces of Quan Daxia were detonated by a news.
　　 The grandson of the Emperor Zhao Yu killed the rebel red spear in the early autumn of the Metropolitan City, and avenged half of his revenge for his father!
　　 The whole world has begun to formally recognize this Royal Highness, who was originally hidden behind a lot of fog, and shocked the world when he shot!
　　Tu Sheng? Tu Sheng!
　　 What a bloody, what a distant word!
　　 Liuye Alley is an alley very close to the center of Shenjing, adjacent to the towering Baidi Palace and Sitian Pagoda, and Zizhu Alley, which is also called the two most noble alleys in Shenjing except for the Imperial Palace.
Almost all the residences of princes and nobles are located in these two streets. There is a saying in the market that if a stone falls from the sky and hits a carriage in Willow Leaf and Zizhu Alley, it is probably the first product of the dynasty. Sir!
And foreigners who come to visit Shenjing must also come to these two alleys and watch them from a distance. They will be touched by the officialdom of this place. Rong, going back is the capital of bragging.
Liuye Alley and Zizhu Alley are also very interesting. The two alleys are adjacent to each other. Zizhu Alley has a long history. In it, there are some officials who have been extremely humane officials since the opening of the dynasty. Until now, all of them are beards and haircuts. They were all white, and some even had to go to the Golden Luang Temple on crutches, and Liuye Alley was built after the reign of Emperor Wu. Among them, Qinyishi was the residence of young ministers and the mainstay of Daxia.
On weekdays, these two streets are full of carriages, horses, and pedestrians, especially before the morning morning, as if they were agreed, a neat row of carriages waited at the gate of the mansion, and then set off together, two in a row. The team drove into Baidi City together, the scene was spectacular.
But today these two alleys have completely different atmospheres. The entire Liuye Alley is depressing and terrifying. People looking at their masters with gloomy or thoughtful expressions are so scared that they dare not vent loudly. It is said that last night Several masters fell the inkstone in the study, which they usually regarded as precious.
　　 And the veteran officials in Zizhu Alley were all red, as if they were ten years younger, stroking their beards and laughing, and when they met each other, they would say something like a successor.
　　 And the scene of queuing up to the court this morning did not appear unexpectedly, because today the regent Queen Wu was absent from the early court for the first time in 15 years!
Empress Wu, who should have been in the early reign, has been standing alone on the Phoenix Terrace since leaving Lingbo Hall last night, looking down at the entire Shenjing below. The howling wind blew up her Lingluo palace costume and made her not wear a crown. His hair is flying in the wind.
　　 The sun gradually rose from the sky, and the newborn sunrise shining on her face, she squinted her eyes, raised her foot and jumped down from the Phoenix Terrace, and a phoenix sound resounded across the sky.
　　 Empress Wu took the phoenix to fly to Jingling, the western suburb of Shenjing!
　　 Jingling, the tomb of the former prince Zhao Jing.
　　 At the same time, the four armies holding the sun and the Shenwei left the Shenjing station and headed south to Gwangju!
　　 A storm gradually blows from the Metropolitan City to the Capital of the Great Xia Emperor!
　　 Xiyun first rises from the sun to sink the pavilion, the mountains and rain are coming and the wind is full!