Vol 8 Chapter 229: Change of the sky

He did not hide his hatred.
Many years ago, Changling, he had many enemies, but many years later, his former enemies disappeared and died. Especially, such as Zhao Jiansuo, Wei Yunshui Palace was only an enemy because of the dynasty, but slow. Slow became a friend.
The grudge is disappearing.
But the culprit made him even more disgusted.
Now Yuanwu is more resentful than when he designed the conspiracy to destroy the Bashan swordfield many years ago.
"If he has already repaired it, will he come to fight with you?" Fusu is a bit stunned. According to reason, he should stand on his father's side and care about the safety of Yuanwu. Here he heard that Zheng Shou was killed by Yuan Wu on the same day, he has been difficult to figure out his emotions.
"Now Changling is not his long tomb. There are not so many dynasties in the world. An unprecedented dynasty of the world has formed. He will not come to fight with me. These have nothing to do with him. He is no longer this. The emperor of the dynasty."
Ding Ning looked at Fusu and said: "As for whether he will come to fight with me, it is not something I need to consider."
Fusu swallowed a mouthful of water. He looked up slightly and looked at the sky that was shining brightly. He understood that the palace in front of him was still silent, but the world outside was undergoing earth-shaking changes.
A Daqin dynasty belonging to Yuanwu has ended, and a more powerful Daqin dynasty has been formed.
The world is unified.
That is what makes people feel shocked, but now it is actually done.
He was deeply sucked and silenced for a long time, then he asked Ding Ning seriously: "What are you going to do when you come to me?"
"Replace the throne."
Ding Ning said very simply: "Become the emperor of this dynasty, manage the people of the world."
Fusu used a lot of effort to control his emotions, but the body could not help but tremble.
"why?"
He didn't feel happy, but looked straight into Ding Ning's eyes. "Give me a reason."
"It's not as complicated as you think." Ding Ning also looked at his eyes and said faintly: "You were originally the successor of this dynasty throne. You will inherit the throne, and many people will not be fiercely opposed. There are a lot of people who die. There is another most important reason. You are very kind. You are already optimistic about many officials. You should be able to manage this dynasty."
Fusu was in a state of turmoil and could not speak for a while.
"You don't have much time to think about it. The Changling is still very calm. It's because the orders of the divisions and some of the scripts have not been passed on. If you don't pick up the throne, when a lot of news comes out, now the calm Changling, It should be as much as it was when Yuanwu dealt with our Bashan swordfield many years ago.
Ding Ning shook his head and sneered.
Of course, the final winner will be our Bashan swordfield. This will still be a one-sided slaughter. If you like to see such a scene happen, you can naturally ignore my request."
Fusu wakes up from an inexplicable vertigo.
He heard that Ding Ning used the words such as the request.
He really doesn't like killing, and he gradually understands Ding Ning's mind.
"You don't worry about revenge for my parents after I took the throne?" He took another deep breath and whispered Ding Ning.
"revenge?"
Ding Ning smiled bitterly. "Zheng Shou is not dead in my hands. As for Yuan Wu, even if he dies in my hands, it is a fair duel. If you really hate me, you have no anti-day talent. You will be a good emperor, but not the most powerful practitioner in the world."
Fusu suddenly got upset.
Because he couldn't understand the grudges of the previous generation.
In his view, the world always has to be reasonable, just as he asked Ding Ning why he should let him pick up the emperor.
And revenge must also be justified.
However, when he was thinking here, what happened in the past, but they were all sorry for the Bashan sword field.
"I hope that you will become a good emperor in the mouth of many generations, not a good emperor in his own history books."
Ding Ning left the cold palace.
He met with some officials and told the officials that they were relieved.
Then he personally went to the residence of some officials, promised and answered some things.
There are still many people in this city who have strong hostility towards him, and do not believe that Bashan Jianchang will not pursue many past events after taking over the city.
His personal appearance does not completely eliminate such hostility, but no one will not believe the promise he made.
And most importantly, the vast majority of people in this city know the whole picture.
Ding Ning believes that everything will be very good.
Because it will not take long, he will let these people see that the entire Changling, the entire unprecedented powerful dynasty, does not belong to the Bashan sword field, but belongs to the world.
He will also correct many of the mistakes he made before.
He believes that in the near future, those Chu people, Qi people and Yan people who have lost their country will not suffer from unfair special treatment.
He and Lin boiled wine and others became more busy than in Jiaodong County.
It’s hard to get around the clock.
When he and the Bashan swords were busy in Changling, Yuanwu woke up in the camp.
No one seems to care about him anymore.
The Afang Palace has become a ruin, and the fire is still burning.
Just on the hillside not far from the ruins of the Afang Palace, some sergeants and practitioners who were loyal to him set up camps.
Here, you can clearly see the outline of the entire Changling in the dark.
However, even if it is so close to Changling, it seems to be a land of indifference.
No army came over.
No court officials came over.
Not even people who deliver food and drugs.
The whole world is undergoing earth-shaking changes, yet no one cares about the people or things in these camps.
When Yuan Wu opened his eyes, these sergeants and practitioners who were loyal to him did not have any joy and joy.
Because all these sergeants and practitioners know that loyalty is just a mind, but it is impossible to change what has happened.
Yuan Wu looked at the black top.
His eyes are also black and very hollow.
His meridian meridians are also very empty. His soul seems to be very light. It seems to be flying out of the body, but the body is extraordinarily heavy, so heavy that he feels like he is going to fall into the ground.
He raised his hand.
His hand is heavy enough to seem to have filled thousands of pounds of lead.
"Give me a sword."
He didn't look at anyone around him, he just said this in a hollow voice.