Vol 3 Chapter 57: uninvited guest

The country can't be without a day, and the palace can't be without a day.
Any will be as fast as possible when returning to the DPRK.
Looking at the road, it is something that idlers do.
The king is never idle.
However, the imperial driving dynasty of the Great Chu Dynasty stayed in Wancheng.
Wancheng originally belonged to the Han Dynasty. When the Han Dynasty was destroyed, the Dachu Dynasty was divided into a territory. Wancheng and Lushan were separated by several cities, but the distance was naturally also a border town, and it was not the weight of the soldiers. city.
It is not a wise thing to stay in such a place.
However, almost everyone who is in the squad knows why.
Chu Di's real oil is running out.
Many people know that the body of the emperor, who has been in the longest period of time, has long had problems. With the beginning of the Lushan League, with the violent fluctuations of the natural world of Lushan, the fall of the last few masters, his fine Qi Shen also seems to be completely exhausted, and the body's indulgence has also exploded.
Chu Di’s reputation outside is not good. He is a mediocre person and does not like politics. He has only followed his many years of old ministers to know his low-key peace, and even mediocrity is only his means.
His invisibility and no matter, many times just being tolerant and let go.
So no one in the Dachu Dynasty despised him, and not many people opposed him.
Can criticize him, can despise him, but respect him.
The palace of Wancheng was built as early as when Chu Di came.
On the dragon bed in the palace, Chu Di leaned on the soft couch, his eyes wanted to condense, but he was somewhat scattered, so his face was calm, but he could not help but feel helpless and feeling.
Zhao Xiangyu looked down at him and held his hands.
"I thought you could at least stay back to the Imperial City."
She said slowly: "I didn't expect it to be so fast."
Chudi felt the softness and temperature of her hands and smiled. "I didn't think so fast. Who would have thought of meeting the city at the Goddess Summit."
Zhao Xiangyu was silent, but her hands began to use a little force, and the knuckles began to light up.
"Don't do this." Chudi shook his head.
Zhao Xiangyu shook his head with some stubbornness and looked at him and said: "The war is dead on the road of the battle. It doesn't matter, but it is dead on the way back to Lushan... It's too bad for your reputation, I don't want to hear it. Later generations said that you were frightened by the Emperor Yuanwu, a sword, so that the old disease relapsed, and the city would not be able to survive. Although you and my reputation have never been better, I don’t want you to leave. Bear more of this reputation."
"It doesn't matter." Chudi shook his head again and looked at her and said, "I just want you to squat."
"Hecking?" Zhao Xiangxi did not understand what he meant.
Chu Di nodded: "In the future, you only need to squat ... you don't need to do anything, just squat, even if you eat big losses, you are screaming."
Zhao Xiangyu still does not understand, asks: "Why?"
"Because this allows us to have a longer time than Da Yan and Da Qi." Chu Di smiled and said: "Maybe it is not necessary to kill Daqin."
Zhao Xiangyu looked at what he had wanted to say, but what she felt, the soft hands became stiff.
Chu Di smiled tiredly and said: "No matter what kind of person you will become in the eyes of the official in the eyes of the Chu people in the future, I will give you the big Chu, I am very relieved."
After saying this, he slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep like a tired one.
Zhao Xiangxi held his hand and looked at him for a long time and said: "Your relief, I will do well."
Then she stood up and turned and went outside.
"The majesty has died."
Her voice rang in the cold palace, and then turned into another thunder in this deep spring.
"The sire is falling!"
A sounding sound and a sad voice sounded.
Her figure, like a statue, solidified under the corridor of this palace, looks like jade, but it has never been sad.
It’s not sad, but for many people, there is time in life to be sad.
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The king of Chudi collapsed on the way.
For Changling, Yuanwu was deeply rooted in the spring of the 12th year. When the news came into the streets, the most noble hostess of Changling returned to Changling and returned to her harem.
When her figure appeared on the stone path on both sides, Fusu was already waiting on the stone road.
Looking at the delightful Fusu, her perfect eyes have a look of love, but soon became absolute calm.
"You can't participate in the Lushan Swords Club anymore."
She looked at Fusu and said.
Fusu’s body trembled slightly, and his face suddenly paled. He asked,
Why, why?

"I know that friendship is very important to you, and I know that I have promised you to let you participate in the Shushan Sword Society."
The Queen looked at him gently and said: "Accepting you to participate in the Lushan Sword Club is to let you walk freely outside the palace, but your identity is different."
Fusu stayed.
"Because there is no accident at Lushan League."
The queen looked up and looked at the distance from Changling. He whispered: "So you will soon become a prince... A prince walking outside is nothing, but a prince who is just standing can't."
"Princes go to participate in such a sword meeting, the number of gifts is not the same. And I can no longer give you a lot of time to play... you have a lot of things to learn, there are many things to do."
"I think you should understand."
Listening to these words, Fusu’s head hangs down.
He understands these reasons, but he can't stop being sad.
"I know that you are a little sad, but as long as the wine shop teenager is good enough, you naturally have the opportunity to interact."
The empress seems to have seen through his heart, and the voice is softer: "The boy performed well in Wushan, I am very satisfied, and naturally there will be a reward."
Hearing her words, Fusu’s eyes suddenly lit up, and he was happy and happy for his friend’s experience.
"Thank you for your mother."
In his view, since she even said "reward", this reward is extremely heavy and extremely rewarding, and it may be possible to ensure that Ding Ning can successfully pass the Lushan Sword Society and enter the Shushan Jianzong practice.
It’s just that he doesn’t know that there are many aspects to a person. The noble Changling hostess like her is often divided into many aspects.
Reward is just one aspect.
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"It’s so extravagant and extravagant, even a window has carved so many flowers, but the firewood is better than the door panel, just to save some strength."
"This is iron birch, but it is not so easy to pick it up."
A man with a chopping knives was puzzled and looked at the ground. The good end was just a few wooden windows with a few imprints. He looked up and said Ding Ning, who was unbelievably reminding him of the sound: "How can this wood be hard?" This step?"
"Throwing in the water will sink, of course hard."
Ding Ning smiled slightly and said: "If you want to come to the wood, you are looking for a big axe. This hatchet is probably going to go to tomorrow morning."
"Hey! A window is so stressful, how hard does it take to make such a pattern on a hard wood? How many silver flowers are spent on so many fancy whistle?"
The man with the hatchet spit and spit in the waistband of the trousers, but he no longer wants to waste the slightest effort on the window, and at the same time swears: "No wonder this Chu dynasty accounted for us so much cheap, nine Instead of hitting us after the year, we cut a large piece of land for us."
Ding Ning smiled, no longer said, following the gaze of the man who was at this time, it was a courtyard.
This courtyard covers a large area, and the buildings are heavy. Originally, it must be a gorgeous one. However, at this moment, the roof tiles were broken, and not only the buildings inside were demolished, but even the high walls were smashed. Many smudges, many large holes were removed.
Ding Ning's side is followed by Shen Yan.
Looking through the big hole in the wall, I couldn't help but sigh at this time: "I don't think it was only a few days, and the Fuling Junfu became like this."
No one knows the conversation in the deepest part of the big floating prison.
However, everything should be the words of the strongest military division in the history of Daqin.
When the atmosphere of carnival spreads in the streets of Changling, many people inevitably think of hatred.
At the beginning, many Changling people who lost their loved ones in the battle with Dachu only angered the things that they could grab in their hands to the walls of Fuling Junfu.
But when more and more people gather, such anger is difficult to control and turns into a frenzy.
Only on the first day, the walls and courtyard doors were broken, and many valuable things were robbed.
On the second day, some of the furniture were robbed.
On the third day, even valuable grass and some useful wood were taken away.
On the third day of the night, even some stone and house beams and columns were pulled down by ropes and towed away.
At this time, many streets and lanes of Changling can be seen everywhere scattered pieces of Fuling Junfu.
It was once the legendary Fuling Junfu in Changling, and it became a ruin in these few days.
On the first day of the reign of Fuling Jun, Ding Ning went to the scene to see the overheating. As he expected, the people left behind by Fuling Junfu had already done everything for the practitioners or under the control of the situation. Take away the valuable things from the church and destroy them.
All he can do is to see if there are any clues to him that will give him some information.
In the subtleties, there are clues. For the entire Fuling Junfu, the days are not enough.
Like many Changling people who entered the broken Fuling Junfu every time, Ding Ning also entered the Fuling Junfu again.
On the waistband of the trousers, the broken man who was slanted with a hatchet was satisfied. In the unmanned Fuling Junfu, he followed him into a wall cave and went into the deep of the Dingning and Shenyu of Fuling Junfu. Half of the building.
At this time, Li Yunrui is also entering the Fuling Junfu from another place.
(There is still some urgency. This chapter could have been written better, but I was so anxious that I didn’t feel the taste I could do.) r1058