Chapter 1004
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"Bang, bang, bang!"
One bell after another rings from the central school yard of Beian palace in the northern city of Tianmenguan. It spreads outward. In a flash, it rings through the whole city of Xiongguan, which is located in the middle of Tianmen gorge.
In summer, there has been a custom of ringing the bell in the morning and beating the drum in the evening since ancient times. Therefore, although the darkness still covers the land of Tianmen pass, a new morning has come quietly. Today, the summer will hold a national memorial ceremony for the old king of Bei'an in the north of Xiongguan.
This is the ninetieth year of the great lunar calendar, the second national war after the Empress Dowager.
Maybe even the heavenly way is sighing for the death of such an old man, so the heavy snow has been falling for half a month, and today, it is like an avalanche.
At the same time, along with the ringing of the morning bell, which is located in the corner of the school yard, around the vast stone statue tower with silvery white light, one after another of the transmission light lights up at almost the same time, and then in the snowflake floating night sky, blooming one after another bright transmission flowers.
After each transmission flower slowly dissipates, there will be a dignified Xia official under the stone statue tower. Most of them come from the holy capital, and some come from the 36 prefectures. They gather in Tianmen pass to participate in the national war.
According to the law of the great Xia Dynasty, national mourning is the mourning of the whole country. The main officials of Daxia, both civil and military, are required to attend.
Today's summer has a stone statue tower. No matter how far away the area is, it can be reached in an instant. Therefore, with the ringing of the morning bell, more and more transmission beams will be lit up between heaven and earth, stretching to one place, illuminating the sky above the Tianmen pass.
At this time, most of the officials who appeared in the school yard of the northern gate pass were the first time in their lives to step on the land of the northern forbidden pass. They were no longer different from civil and military affairs. They all wore uniform plain robes, and their faces were heavy. Then they turned their eyes to the front of the crowd, with a complex look.
At the front of all the officials, there were three old men who came to Tianmen pass first. Although their hair was gray and their faces were old, their posture was still upright, and their whole body was full of vigor and vitality. They could even form a bloody tornado in the rolling snow.
The two kings and one Duke of Daxia except the king of Bei'an!
Wearing the same plain robes as the officials, they looked up at the snowflakes flying in the sky. Then they were tall, but with round faces and friendly eyes, like an old woman in the neighborhood, Fei lianqin, the king of Zhenhai, held out his hand and gently grasped a small snowflake flying in front of him. Then he said with melancholy:
"in the snowflakes, I feel the breath of Jiang Yu, BA The thunder of the Tao, and the hot fireworks. "
"It's really the breath of this guy, so vast and boundless that it seems that we have always regarded as a self indulgent guy who really took the lead in stepping on the bridge and ahead of us."
With dark skin and not burly body, King Ximan opened his mouth and uttered a sigh. After the sound came out, Zhongli ye, the king of Ximan, took a particularly wide and thick palm and continued to say:
"Jiang Yu's time is not a kind of relief. In fact, maybe on the day when we forced him, his heart was dead It was not emperor Taizu who put the burden of Northern Xinjiang on his shoulders. Moreover, the highly cultivated female saint of the ice field has always been an unstable factor for the gate gate to guard against in the summer. Jiang Yu had long wanted to go down. Now that the north is stable, he has come to the time of liberation. "
At this point, the angular old Ximan king also reached out to catch the snowflakes with Wang Daoyun in Bei'an. His eyes were complicated and he continued to sigh: "until now, I don't know whether we forced him to decide whether it was right or not, and whether there would be a better way?"
"In the past such a long time, it is no longer meaningful to think about the decisions we made. The summer and the whole new era should look forward. If future generations of history think that we have done wrong, then as a decision-maker, I am willing to bear the punishment of being reviled for thousands of years!"
After the king Ximan's voice fell, an old and steady voice came from the middle of the old population. Then, like a tiger in heaven and earth, Xu Sheng suppressed the whole void. Xu Sheng, the Duke of Wei, narrowed his old eyes and grey hair on his head, which was even more sad than the snow flying in the sky.
Since he became commander-in-chief in his later years and went to the west of Xinjiang, the old man has been aging at a speed that can be seen by human flesh. This makes both Zhenhai king and Ximan Wang feel worried from the bottom of their hearts. Then Qi Qi said:
"brother Xu, you should pay attention to your body."
"I know my body well, and I can resist it for the time being."
Xu Sheng responded in a soft voice, and then he stretched out his hand and smoothed the mourning robes he had been wearing on his body. The whole action was meticulous. After that, he took the lead to move forward towards the gate of the northern frontier outside the palace of Beian. At the same time, his voice was heard out:
"among the power of holding the sun in the land fairyland, the final power of the sun annihilation was beyond imagination Elephant, far more far-reaching than all people have seen, the extremely hot sun evaporated all the ice on the Arctic snow plain, whether on the ground or in the void, and ascended into the sky. Then, under the wind of the north, the cold air turned into heavy snow, which formed the continuous and extensive snow at this time."Therefore, Wang Jiangyu in Bei'an has not dissipated directly. With his final glory, he melts into the hundreds of millions of snowflakes in this world, and sprinkles the Northern Territory for which he has dedicated himself. This is his last will. Let us go and send him the last journey!"
After the sound of Xu Sheng, the Duke of Wei, rolled out like a tiger's roar, behind him were dense, and the officers of the summer, standing in line, took a step forward at the same time, and the whole sea of plain clothes moved forward slowly.
"Your Majesty, it's time to go to the northern city of Tianmen pass."
In the mountain restaurant, Liang Po's magnetic reminder sounded in Zhao Yu's ear. Then the young emperor, who had been sitting in the restaurant for a long time, nodded his head, slowly got up, and led his party to the door slowly. At the same time, the faint emperor's voice came out:
"have you heard that there are eight kinds of hardships in the world, including life, life, old, illness, death and love and parting The ancients once said that if you can fully understand the eight sufferings, you will immediately rise to the Tao. This is the only experience of our people! "
After Zhao Yu's voice dropped, they walked out of the restaurant door and came to the spacious carriage. Just as they were getting ready to get on the carriage, Jiang Yue suddenly stopped and solemnly worshipped Zhao Yu and said:
"Your Majesty, I have something to ask for."
"Go ahead and take the lady manager of the restaurant in the mountain to send Jiang Yu off for the last time on the wall."
Zhao Yu raised his feet and boarded the carriage, leaving the emperor's voice in the original place.
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"Bang, bang, bang!"
One bell after another rings from the central school yard of Beian palace in the northern city of Tianmenguan. It spreads outward. In a flash, it rings through the whole city of Xiongguan, which is located in the middle of Tianmen gorge.
In summer, there has been a custom of ringing the bell in the morning and beating the drum in the evening since ancient times. Therefore, although the darkness still covers the land of Tianmen pass, a new morning has come quietly. Today, the summer will hold a national memorial ceremony for the old king of Bei'an in the north of Xiongguan.
This is the ninetieth year of the great lunar calendar, the second national war after the Empress Dowager.
Maybe even the heavenly way is sighing for the death of such an old man, so the heavy snow has been falling for half a month, and today, it is like an avalanche.
At the same time, along with the ringing of the morning bell, which is located in the corner of the school yard, around the vast stone statue tower with silvery white light, one after another of the transmission light lights up at almost the same time, and then in the snowflake floating night sky, blooming one after another bright transmission flowers.
After each transmission flower slowly dissipates, there will be a dignified Xia official under the stone statue tower. Most of them come from the holy capital, and some come from the 36 prefectures. They gather in Tianmen pass to participate in the national war.
According to the law of the great Xia Dynasty, national mourning is the mourning of the whole country. The main officials of Daxia, both civil and military, are required to attend.
Today's summer has a stone statue tower. No matter how far away the area is, it can be reached in an instant. Therefore, with the ringing of the morning bell, more and more transmission beams will be lit up between heaven and earth, stretching to one place, illuminating the sky above the Tianmen pass.
At this time, most of the officials who appeared in the school yard of the northern gate pass were the first time in their lives to step on the land of the northern forbidden pass. They were no longer different from civil and military affairs. They all wore uniform plain robes, and their faces were heavy. Then they turned their eyes to the front of the crowd, with a complex look.
At the front of all the officials, there were three old men who came to Tianmen pass first. Although their hair was gray and their faces were old, their posture was still upright, and their whole body was full of vigor and vitality. They could even form a bloody tornado in the rolling snow.
The two kings and one Duke of Daxia except the king of Bei'an!
Wearing the same plain robes as the officials, they looked up at the snowflakes flying in the sky. Then they were tall, but with round faces and friendly eyes, like an old woman in the neighborhood, Fei lianqin, the king of Zhenhai, held out his hand and gently grasped a small snowflake flying in front of him. Then he said with melancholy:
"in the snowflakes, I feel the breath of Jiang Yu, BA The thunder of the Tao, and the hot fireworks. "
"It's really the breath of this guy, so vast and boundless that it seems that we have always regarded as a self indulgent guy who really took the lead in stepping on the bridge and ahead of us."
With dark skin and not burly body, King Ximan opened his mouth and uttered a sigh. After the sound came out, Zhongli ye, the king of Ximan, took a particularly wide and thick palm and continued to say:
"Jiang Yu's time is not a kind of relief. In fact, maybe on the day when we forced him, his heart was dead It was not emperor Taizu who put the burden of Northern Xinjiang on his shoulders. Moreover, the highly cultivated female saint of the ice field has always been an unstable factor for the gate gate to guard against in the summer. Jiang Yu had long wanted to go down. Now that the north is stable, he has come to the time of liberation. "
At this point, the angular old Ximan king also reached out to catch the snowflakes with Wang Daoyun in Bei'an. His eyes were complicated and he continued to sigh: "until now, I don't know whether we forced him to decide whether it was right or not, and whether there would be a better way?"
"In the past such a long time, it is no longer meaningful to think about the decisions we made. The summer and the whole new era should look forward. If future generations of history think that we have done wrong, then as a decision-maker, I am willing to bear the punishment of being reviled for thousands of years!"
After the king Ximan's voice fell, an old and steady voice came from the middle of the old population. Then, like a tiger in heaven and earth, Xu Sheng suppressed the whole void. Xu Sheng, the Duke of Wei, narrowed his old eyes and grey hair on his head, which was even more sad than the snow flying in the sky.
Since he became commander-in-chief in his later years and went to the west of Xinjiang, the old man has been aging at a speed that can be seen by human flesh. This makes both Zhenhai king and Ximan Wang feel worried from the bottom of their hearts. Then Qi Qi said:
"brother Xu, you should pay attention to your body."
"I know my body well, and I can resist it for the time being."
Xu Sheng responded in a soft voice, and then he stretched out his hand and smoothed the mourning robes he had been wearing on his body. The whole action was meticulous. After that, he took the lead to move forward towards the gate of the northern frontier outside the palace of Beian. At the same time, his voice was heard out:
"among the power of holding the sun in the land fairyland, the final power of the sun annihilation was beyond imagination Elephant, far more far-reaching than all people have seen, the extremely hot sun evaporated all the ice on the Arctic snow plain, whether on the ground or in the void, and ascended into the sky. Then, under the wind of the north, the cold air turned into heavy snow, which formed the continuous and extensive snow at this time."Therefore, Wang Jiangyu in Bei'an has not dissipated directly. With his final glory, he melts into the hundreds of millions of snowflakes in this world, and sprinkles the Northern Territory for which he has dedicated himself. This is his last will. Let us go and send him the last journey!"
After the sound of Xu Sheng, the Duke of Wei, rolled out like a tiger's roar, behind him were dense, and the officers of the summer, standing in line, took a step forward at the same time, and the whole sea of plain clothes moved forward slowly.
"Your Majesty, it's time to go to the northern city of Tianmen pass."
In the mountain restaurant, Liang Po's magnetic reminder sounded in Zhao Yu's ear. Then the young emperor, who had been sitting in the restaurant for a long time, nodded his head, slowly got up, and led his party to the door slowly. At the same time, the faint emperor's voice came out:
"have you heard that there are eight kinds of hardships in the world, including life, life, old, illness, death and love and parting The ancients once said that if you can fully understand the eight sufferings, you will immediately rise to the Tao. This is the only experience of our people! "
After Zhao Yu's voice dropped, they walked out of the restaurant door and came to the spacious carriage. Just as they were getting ready to get on the carriage, Jiang Yue suddenly stopped and solemnly worshipped Zhao Yu and said:
"Your Majesty, I have something to ask for."
"Go ahead and take the lady manager of the restaurant in the mountain to send Jiang Yu off for the last time on the wall."
Zhao Yu raised his feet and boarded the carriage, leaving the emperor's voice in the original place.
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"Bang, bang, bang!" One bell after another rings from the central school yard of Beian palace in the northern city of Tianmenguan. It spreads outward. In a flash, it rings through the whole city of Xiongguan, which is located in the middle of Tianmen gorge. In summer, there has been a custom of ringing the bell in the morning and beating the drum in the evening since ancient times. Therefore, although the darkness still covers the land of Tianmen pass, a new morning has come quietly. Today, the summer will hold a national memorial ceremony for the old king of Bei'an in the north of Xiongguan. This is the ninetieth year of the great lunar calendar, the second national war after the Empress Dowager. Maybe even the heavenly way is sighing for the death of such an old man, so the heavy snow has been falling for half a month, and today, it is like an avalanche. At the same time, along with the ringing of the morning bell, which is located in the corner of the school yard, around the vast stone statue tower with silvery white light, one after another of the transmission light lights up at almost the same time, and then in the snowflake floating night sky, blooming one after another bright transmission flowers. After each transmission flower slowly dissipates, there will be a dignified Xia official under the stone statue tower. Most of them come from the holy capital, and some come from the 36 prefectures. They gather in Tianmen pass to participate in the national war. According to the law of the great Xia Dynasty, national mourning is the mourning of the whole country. The main officials of Daxia, both civil and military, are required to attend. Today's summer has a stone statue tower. No matter how far away the area is, it can be reached in an instant. Therefore, with the ringing of the morning bell, more and more transmission beams will be lit up between heaven and earth, stretching to one place, illuminating the sky above the Tianmen pass. At this time, most of the officials who appeared in the school yard of the northern gate pass were the first time in their lives to step on the land of the northern forbidden pass. They were no longer different from civil and military affairs. They all wore uniform plain robes, and their faces were heavy. Then they turned their eyes to the front of the crowd, with a complex look. At the front of all the officials, there were three old men who came to Tianmen pass first. Although their hair was gray and their faces were old, their posture was still upright, and their whole body was full of vigor and vitality. They could even form a bloody tornado in the rolling snow. The two kings and one Duke of Daxia except the king of Bei'an! Wearing the same plain robes as the officials, they looked up at the snowflakes flying in the sky. Then they were tall, but with round faces and friendly eyes, like an old woman in the neighborhood, Fei lianqin, the king of Zhenhai, held out his hand and gently grasped a small snowflake flying in front of him. Then he said with melancholy: "in the snowflakes, I feel the breath of Jiang Yu, BA The thunder of the Tao, and the hot fireworks. " "It's really the breath of this guy, so vast and boundless that it seems that we have always regarded as a self indulgent guy who really took the lead in stepping on the bridge and ahead of us." With dark skin and not burly body, King Ximan opened his mouth and uttered a sigh. After the sound came out, Zhongli ye, the king of Ximan, took a particularly wide and thick palm and continued to say: "Jiang Yu's time is not a kind of relief. In fact, maybe on the day when we forced him, his heart was dead It was not emperor Taizu who put the burden of Northern Xinjiang on his shoulders. Moreover, the highly cultivated female saint of the ice field has always been an unstable factor for the gate gate to guard against in the summer. Jiang Yu had long wanted to go down. Now that the north is stable, he has come to the time of liberation. " At this point, the angular old Ximan king also reached out to catch the snowflakes with Wang Daoyun in Bei'an. His eyes were complicated and he continued to sigh: "until now, I don't know whether we forced him to decide whether it was right or not, and whether there would be a better way?" "In the past such a long time, it is no longer meaningful to think about the decisions we made. The summer and the whole new era should look forward. If future generations of history think that we have done wrong, then as a decision-maker, I am willing to bear the punishment of being reviled for thousands of years!" After the king Ximan's voice fell, an old and steady voice came from the middle of the old population. Then, like a tiger in heaven and earth, Xu Sheng suppressed the whole void. Xu Sheng, the Duke of Wei, narrowed his old eyes and grey hair on his head, which was even more sad than the snow flying in the sky. Since he became commander-in-chief in his later years and went to the west of Xinjiang, the old man has been aging at a speed that can be seen by human flesh. This makes both Zhenhai king and Ximan Wang feel worried from the bottom of their hearts. Then Qi Qi said: "brother Xu, you should pay attention to your body." "I know my body well, and I can resist it for the time being." Xu Sheng responded in a soft voice, and then he stretched out his hand and smoothed the mourning robes he had been wearing on his body. The whole action was meticulous. After that, he took the lead to move forward towards the gate of the northern frontier outside the palace of Beian. At the same time, his voice was heard out: "among the power of holding the sun in the land fairyland, the final power of the sun annihilation was beyond imagination Elephant, far more far-reaching than all people have seen, the extremely hot sun evaporated all the ice on the Arctic snow plain, whether on the ground or in the void, and ascended into the sky. Then, under the wind of the north, the cold air turned into heavy snow, which formed the continuous and extensive snow at this time."Therefore, Wang Jiangyu in Bei'an has not dissipated directly. With his final glory, he melts into the hundreds of millions of snowflakes in this world, and sprinkles the Northern Territory for which he has dedicated himself. This is his last will. Let us go and send him the last journey!" After the sound of Xu Sheng, the Duke of Wei, rolled out like a tiger's roar, behind him were dense, and the officers of the summer, standing in line, took a step forward at the same time, and the whole sea of plain clothes moved forward slowly. "Your Majesty, it's time to go to the northern city of Tianmen pass." In the mountain restaurant, Liang Po's magnetic reminder sounded in Zhao Yu's ear. Then the young emperor, who had been sitting in the restaurant for a long time, nodded his head, slowly got up, and led his party to the door slowly. At the same time, the faint emperor's voice came out: "have you heard that there are eight kinds of hardships in the world, including life, life, old, illness, death and love and parting The ancients once said that if you can fully understand the eight sufferings, you will immediately rise to the Tao. This is the only experience of our people! " After Zhao Yu's voice dropped, they walked out of the restaurant door and came to the spacious carriage. Just as they were getting ready to get on the carriage, Jiang Yue suddenly stopped and solemnly worshipped Zhao Yu and said: "Your Majesty, I have something to ask for." "Go ahead and take the lady manager of the restaurant in the mountain to send Jiang Yu off for the last time on the wall." Zhao Yu raised his feet and boarded the carriage, leaving the emperor's voice in the original place. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
