Chapter 255
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Tonight, the moon hanging high above the White Emperor Palace is particularly bright. Although it is just a curved residual moon at the end of the month, it shines on the black brick eaves of Lingbo hall. The birds flying and beasts galloping on it are clearly visible.
In Lingbo hall, the scene is strange. Several old people, nearly 400 years old, are pouring pink and greasy Daogong peach blossom wine into the wine glass in front of them, and then they all drink with their heads up.
"All these years, I have worked hard for you."
A soft voice came from the old empress dowager's mouth. Her eyes looked at the three people in front of her. Her eyes were complicated, and zhenhaiwang, who had been very close to the old empress dowager since she was young, raised her glass and replied:
"it's worth watching Da Xia step by step until now, and it's worth talking about hard work. Sister Yan is more hardworking It's a big summer. "
"The Royal son will ascend the throne in a few days. My burden will be relieved."
Speaking of his most proud grandson, the old empress dowager's face unconsciously showed a smile, the whole person exuded a strange vitality.
After Zhao Yu was in power, she was extremely beautiful. Naturally, the old empress dowager was extremely satisfied. At this time, she looked as proud as an ordinary old Xia who showed off her descendants with her old friends whom she had not seen for many years.
The king of Bei'an, who changed his clothes and put up his white hair, had a strong sense of being out of the world and dignified. This was quite different from his temperament when he came here. He did not speak, but just drank his own wine. However, the king Ximan, who had just played a fight beside him, drank the wine and kept silent. Therefore, there were only two old ladies chatting in the whole Lingbo hall Home.
Suddenly, the old empress dowager turned her head and looked at the king of Siman and asked, "how is the southwest Manlin in recent years? Can you hold it down?"
After the words fell, King Ximan put down his glass, his face became more and more dignified, shaking his head, and he responded:
"it is more and more difficult for the refugees in the Nanman jungle to gather and attack the border more frequently and violently. I think there must be great changes in the Nanman jungle, but all the spies sent out will never return. The most important thing is the giant who once lived 50 years ago It has been less than a year since Zhigu erupted, so the pressure on Southwest China will be even greater than that on endless mountain. This time, when I return to Beijing to report on my work, I will mainly report this matter to the new emperor. "
The old empress dowager continued to drink a mouthful of peach blossom wine, without any worry on her face. She opened her mouth gently and said with relief:
"you should be at ease, and the Royal son will handle it well."
Under the night sky, the white emperor palace imperial garden, countless colorful wood elves flying around, like a dream like fairy forest.
A young boy with bronze skin and a fur coat stopped slightly, then looked up with horror in his eyes.
There is a very tall tree in front of us. The dense branches and leaves grow infinitely. The whole crown of the tree blocks the sky and even occupies the whole view of half the sky.
The strong and incomparable breath of life emanates from the sacred tree, covering the whole body of the young man, making him have a feeling of returning to the primitive Southern wilderness.
But even if the youth grew up in the southern wilderness, which is known as the hundreds of millions of jungle, he has never seen such a tall and lush divine tree.
It turns out that this is the holy capital, this is the White Emperor Palace!
The young man thought in his heart, and then quickened his pace and followed the bald man who led the way ahead.
In fact, he had just asked the man, who was unusually tall and taller than the people, what was the name of the sacred tree in front of him, but the other party just laughed and did not answer.
About a quarter of an hour later, the boy was taken to the dark sky wood.
Under the tree, there are green life spirits flying around like fireflies, and there is a young man with bare feet, immersed in a barrel below, squinting his eyes and looking comfortable. Beside the young man, there is a yawning, sleepy young scholar.
It's a very strange combination, but the identity of a person who can soak his feet in the imperial garden of the White Emperor Palace is ready to emerge.
Therefore, the youngsters from the Nanman jungle, after approaching, kneel on one knee and throw the ground with a voice:
"Ximan palace, the end of Li war, see his highness emperor TAISUN."
"Are you from Nanman?"
Zhao Yu bowed his head and passed on his voice.
"Yes, I grew up in the jungle. This is my first time in the Central Plains." In the end, the voice of reply in the battle of Li was neither humble nor arrogant.
Zhao Yu nodded, waved to him, motioned for him to sit beside him, and his voice rang out:
"get up, sit here. I'm calling you to come here so late to learn about the southern wild forest in the southwest. I don't know much about that side."
At the end of his youth, Li congealed for a moment, and then asked, "what is your highness going to start with?"
"Famine people!" The calm voice of the young master of the summer is faintly around the whole dark sky wood.
For the southwest of Daxia, the famine people are a barrier that can not be bypassed. Just like in the boundless border of Shanxi, the alien race is the great enemy. Similarly, the famine people are also the great disaster in the southwest of Daxia."Compared with other nationalities, the barbarians may be a lot unfamiliar among the people of Daxia, because they are not as powerful as the alien nationalities, and under the suppression of Li family, they have never invaded the Central Plains, but it does not mean that they can be underestimated."
At the end of his youth, Li Zhan's face became more and more dignified, with a faint murderous air. It was obvious that his hands were stained with a lot of the blood of the famine people.
"The difference between the barbarians and the alien races is that there is an endless relationship between the human race and the alien race. As for the famine people, his majesty Taizu's policy is to support one of them and divide them into different parts. Therefore, the relationship between the famine people and our great Xia is mixed. But recently, for some reason, more and more tribes have turned to hostile forces, and the war situation has become more and more fierce."
"Yuanbai, you are also from the south. You should be familiar with Nanman. How do you feel about this matter?"
Zhao Yujiang turned his head to the young scholar beside him. His dark pupil looked at the latter. Yuan Bai reached out his right hand and touched his chin. He said thoughtfully:
"Fuzhou, where I was before, is still a little far away from the southwesternmost Nanman, so there are not many solutions to the specific situation. But in this case, I guess that he is separated from the giant's Valley, one of the eight forbidden areas It doesn't matter. It's said that the barbarians are the descendants of the southern giant, and only the blood from their ancestors can change the group of stubborn humanoid violent apes. "
Zhao Yu lifted his feet out of the basin, took the silk cloth handed over by Liang Po, dried the water drops on his feet, and said softly:
"it seems that after I ascended the throne, there are still many internal and external troubles."
"The vast land of Shenzhou, the Central Plains, such a precious land, the covetous will certainly not be few."
"If anyone dares to look, he will dig out his eyes. If he dares to reach out, he will chop off his hands. If he is still stubborn, I will still say that only blood can reach deep into the soul, and only blood can show the glory of the great summer."
Looking at the young emperor who rolled up his trousers and barefoot, but said such a sea of bloody words, he came from the southwest Manlin. He saw the young emperor of the summer for the first time. I don't know why, but the blood in my heart began to surge uncontrollably.
Maybe this is what his grandfather Siman Wang used to say, young crazy, young heart?
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Tonight, the moon hanging high above the White Emperor Palace is particularly bright. Although it is just a curved residual moon at the end of the month, it shines on the black brick eaves of Lingbo hall. The birds flying and beasts galloping on it are clearly visible.
In Lingbo hall, the scene is strange. Several old people, nearly 400 years old, are pouring pink and greasy Daogong peach blossom wine into the wine glass in front of them, and then they all drink with their heads up.
"All these years, I have worked hard for you."
A soft voice came from the old empress dowager's mouth. Her eyes looked at the three people in front of her. Her eyes were complicated, and zhenhaiwang, who had been very close to the old empress dowager since she was young, raised her glass and replied:
"it's worth watching Da Xia step by step until now, and it's worth talking about hard work. Sister Yan is more hardworking It's a big summer. "
"The Royal son will ascend the throne in a few days. My burden will be relieved."
Speaking of his most proud grandson, the old empress dowager's face unconsciously showed a smile, the whole person exuded a strange vitality.
After Zhao Yu was in power, she was extremely beautiful. Naturally, the old empress dowager was extremely satisfied. At this time, she looked as proud as an ordinary old Xia who showed off her descendants with her old friends whom she had not seen for many years.
The king of Bei'an, who changed his clothes and put up his white hair, had a strong sense of being out of the world and dignified. This was quite different from his temperament when he came here. He did not speak, but just drank his own wine. However, the king Ximan, who had just played a fight beside him, drank the wine and kept silent. Therefore, there were only two old ladies chatting in the whole Lingbo hall Home.
Suddenly, the old empress dowager turned her head and looked at the king of Siman and asked, "how is the southwest Manlin in recent years? Can you hold it down?"
After the words fell, King Ximan put down his glass, his face became more and more dignified, shaking his head, and he responded:
"it is more and more difficult for the refugees in the Nanman jungle to gather and attack the border more frequently and violently. I think there must be great changes in the Nanman jungle, but all the spies sent out will never return. The most important thing is the giant who once lived 50 years ago It has been less than a year since Zhigu erupted, so the pressure on Southwest China will be even greater than that on endless mountain. This time, when I return to Beijing to report on my work, I will mainly report this matter to the new emperor. "
The old empress dowager continued to drink a mouthful of peach blossom wine, without any worry on her face. She opened her mouth gently and said with relief:
"you should be at ease, and the Royal son will handle it well."
Under the night sky, the white emperor palace imperial garden, countless colorful wood elves flying around, like a dream like fairy forest.
A young boy with bronze skin and a fur coat stopped slightly, then looked up with horror in his eyes.
There is a very tall tree in front of us. The dense branches and leaves grow infinitely. The whole crown of the tree blocks the sky and even occupies the whole view of half the sky.
The strong and incomparable breath of life emanates from the sacred tree, covering the whole body of the young man, making him have a feeling of returning to the primitive Southern wilderness.
But even if the youth grew up in the southern wilderness, which is known as the hundreds of millions of jungle, he has never seen such a tall and lush divine tree.
It turns out that this is the holy capital, this is the White Emperor Palace!
The young man thought in his heart, and then quickened his pace and followed the bald man who led the way ahead.
In fact, he had just asked the man, who was unusually tall and taller than the people, what was the name of the sacred tree in front of him, but the other party just laughed and did not answer.
About a quarter of an hour later, the boy was taken to the dark sky wood.
Under the tree, there are green life spirits flying around like fireflies, and there is a young man with bare feet, immersed in a barrel below, squinting his eyes and looking comfortable. Beside the young man, there is a yawning, sleepy young scholar.
It's a very strange combination, but the identity of a person who can soak his feet in the imperial garden of the White Emperor Palace is ready to emerge.
Therefore, the youngsters from the Nanman jungle, after approaching, kneel on one knee and throw the ground with a voice:
"Ximan palace, the end of Li war, see his highness emperor TAISUN."
"Are you from Nanman?"
Zhao Yu bowed his head and passed on his voice.
"Yes, I grew up in the jungle. This is my first time in the Central Plains." In the end, the voice of reply in the battle of Li was neither humble nor arrogant.
Zhao Yu nodded, waved to him, motioned for him to sit beside him, and his voice rang out:
"get up, sit here. I'm calling you to come here so late to learn about the southern wild forest in the southwest. I don't know much about that side."
At the end of his youth, Li congealed for a moment, and then asked, "what is your highness going to start with?"
"Famine people!" The calm voice of the young master of the summer is faintly around the whole dark sky wood.
For the southwest of Daxia, the famine people are a barrier that can not be bypassed. Just like in the boundless border of Shanxi, the alien race is the great enemy. Similarly, the famine people are also the great disaster in the southwest of Daxia."Compared with other nationalities, the barbarians may be a lot unfamiliar among the people of Daxia, because they are not as powerful as the alien nationalities, and under the suppression of Li family, they have never invaded the Central Plains, but it does not mean that they can be underestimated."
At the end of his youth, Li Zhan's face became more and more dignified, with a faint murderous air. It was obvious that his hands were stained with a lot of the blood of the famine people.
"The difference between the barbarians and the alien races is that there is an endless relationship between the human race and the alien race. As for the famine people, his majesty Taizu's policy is to support one of them and divide them into different parts. Therefore, the relationship between the famine people and our great Xia is mixed. But recently, for some reason, more and more tribes have turned to hostile forces, and the war situation has become more and more fierce."
"Yuanbai, you are also from the south. You should be familiar with Nanman. How do you feel about this matter?"
Zhao Yujiang turned his head to the young scholar beside him. His dark pupil looked at the latter. Yuan Bai reached out his right hand and touched his chin. He said thoughtfully:
"Fuzhou, where I was before, is still a little far away from the southwesternmost Nanman, so there are not many solutions to the specific situation. But in this case, I guess that he is separated from the giant's Valley, one of the eight forbidden areas It doesn't matter. It's said that the barbarians are the descendants of the southern giant, and only the blood from their ancestors can change the group of stubborn humanoid violent apes. "
Zhao Yu lifted his feet out of the basin, took the silk cloth handed over by Liang Po, dried the water drops on his feet, and said softly:
"it seems that after I ascended the throne, there are still many internal and external troubles."
"The vast land of Shenzhou, the Central Plains, such a precious land, the covetous will certainly not be few."
"If anyone dares to look, he will dig out his eyes. If he dares to reach out, he will chop off his hands. If he is still stubborn, I will still say that only blood can reach deep into the soul, and only blood can show the glory of the great summer."
Looking at the young emperor who rolled up his trousers and barefoot, but said such a sea of bloody words, he came from the southwest Manlin. He saw the young emperor of the summer for the first time. I don't know why, but the blood in my heart began to surge uncontrollably.
Maybe this is what his grandfather Siman Wang used to say, young crazy, young heart?
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Tonight, the moon hanging high above the White Emperor Palace is particularly bright. Although it is just a curved residual moon at the end of the month, it shines on the black brick eaves of Lingbo hall. The birds flying and beasts galloping on it are clearly visible. In Lingbo hall, the scene is strange. Several old people, nearly 400 years old, are pouring pink and greasy Daogong peach blossom wine into the wine glass in front of them, and then they all drink with their heads up. "All these years, I have worked hard for you." A soft voice came from the old empress dowager's mouth. Her eyes looked at the three people in front of her. Her eyes were complicated, and zhenhaiwang, who had been very close to the old empress dowager since she was young, raised her glass and replied: "it's worth watching Da Xia step by step until now, and it's worth talking about hard work. Sister Yan is more hardworking It's a big summer. " "The Royal son will ascend the throne in a few days. My burden will be relieved." Speaking of his most proud grandson, the old empress dowager's face unconsciously showed a smile, the whole person exuded a strange vitality. After Zhao Yu was in power, she was extremely beautiful. Naturally, the old empress dowager was extremely satisfied. At this time, she looked as proud as an ordinary old Xia who showed off her descendants with her old friends whom she had not seen for many years. The king of Bei'an, who changed his clothes and put up his white hair, had a strong sense of being out of the world and dignified. This was quite different from his temperament when he came here. He did not speak, but just drank his own wine. However, the king Ximan, who had just played a fight beside him, drank the wine and kept silent. Therefore, there were only two old ladies chatting in the whole Lingbo hall Home. Suddenly, the old empress dowager turned her head and looked at the king of Siman and asked, "how is the southwest Manlin in recent years? Can you hold it down?" After the words fell, King Ximan put down his glass, his face became more and more dignified, shaking his head, and he responded: "it is more and more difficult for the refugees in the Nanman jungle to gather and attack the border more frequently and violently. I think there must be great changes in the Nanman jungle, but all the spies sent out will never return. The most important thing is the giant who once lived 50 years ago It has been less than a year since Zhigu erupted, so the pressure on Southwest China will be even greater than that on endless mountain. This time, when I return to Beijing to report on my work, I will mainly report this matter to the new emperor. " The old empress dowager continued to drink a mouthful of peach blossom wine, without any worry on her face. She opened her mouth gently and said with relief: "you should be at ease, and the Royal son will handle it well." Under the night sky, the white emperor palace imperial garden, countless colorful wood elves flying around, like a dream like fairy forest. A young boy with bronze skin and a fur coat stopped slightly, then looked up with horror in his eyes. There is a very tall tree in front of us. The dense branches and leaves grow infinitely. The whole crown of the tree blocks the sky and even occupies the whole view of half the sky. The strong and incomparable breath of life emanates from the sacred tree, covering the whole body of the young man, making him have a feeling of returning to the primitive Southern wilderness. But even if the youth grew up in the southern wilderness, which is known as the hundreds of millions of jungle, he has never seen such a tall and lush divine tree. It turns out that this is the holy capital, this is the White Emperor Palace! The young man thought in his heart, and then quickened his pace and followed the bald man who led the way ahead. In fact, he had just asked the man, who was unusually tall and taller than the people, what was the name of the sacred tree in front of him, but the other party just laughed and did not answer. About a quarter of an hour later, the boy was taken to the dark sky wood. Under the tree, there are green life spirits flying around like fireflies, and there is a young man with bare feet, immersed in a barrel below, squinting his eyes and looking comfortable. Beside the young man, there is a yawning, sleepy young scholar. It's a very strange combination, but the identity of a person who can soak his feet in the imperial garden of the White Emperor Palace is ready to emerge. Therefore, the youngsters from the Nanman jungle, after approaching, kneel on one knee and throw the ground with a voice: "Ximan palace, the end of Li war, see his highness emperor TAISUN." "Are you from Nanman?" Zhao Yu bowed his head and passed on his voice. "Yes, I grew up in the jungle. This is my first time in the Central Plains." In the end, the voice of reply in the battle of Li was neither humble nor arrogant. Zhao Yu nodded, waved to him, motioned for him to sit beside him, and his voice rang out: "get up, sit here. I'm calling you to come here so late to learn about the southern wild forest in the southwest. I don't know much about that side." At the end of his youth, Li congealed for a moment, and then asked, "what is your highness going to start with?" "Famine people!" The calm voice of the young master of the summer is faintly around the whole dark sky wood. For the southwest of Daxia, the famine people are a barrier that can not be bypassed. Just like in the boundless border of Shanxi, the alien race is the great enemy. Similarly, the famine people are also the great disaster in the southwest of Daxia."Compared with other nationalities, the barbarians may be a lot unfamiliar among the people of Daxia, because they are not as powerful as the alien nationalities, and under the suppression of Li family, they have never invaded the Central Plains, but it does not mean that they can be underestimated." At the end of his youth, Li Zhan's face became more and more dignified, with a faint murderous air. It was obvious that his hands were stained with a lot of the blood of the famine people. "The difference between the barbarians and the alien races is that there is an endless relationship between the human race and the alien race. As for the famine people, his majesty Taizu's policy is to support one of them and divide them into different parts. Therefore, the relationship between the famine people and our great Xia is mixed. But recently, for some reason, more and more tribes have turned to hostile forces, and the war situation has become more and more fierce." "Yuanbai, you are also from the south. You should be familiar with Nanman. How do you feel about this matter?" Zhao Yujiang turned his head to the young scholar beside him. His dark pupil looked at the latter. Yuan Bai reached out his right hand and touched his chin. He said thoughtfully: "Fuzhou, where I was before, is still a little far away from the southwesternmost Nanman, so there are not many solutions to the specific situation. But in this case, I guess that he is separated from the giant's Valley, one of the eight forbidden areas It doesn't matter. It's said that the barbarians are the descendants of the southern giant, and only the blood from their ancestors can change the group of stubborn humanoid violent apes. " Zhao Yu lifted his feet out of the basin, took the silk cloth handed over by Liang Po, dried the water drops on his feet, and said softly: "it seems that after I ascended the throne, there are still many internal and external troubles." "The vast land of Shenzhou, the Central Plains, such a precious land, the covetous will certainly not be few." "If anyone dares to look, he will dig out his eyes. If he dares to reach out, he will chop off his hands. If he is still stubborn, I will still say that only blood can reach deep into the soul, and only blood can show the glory of the great summer." Looking at the young emperor who rolled up his trousers and barefoot, but said such a sea of bloody words, he came from the southwest Manlin. He saw the young emperor of the summer for the first time. I don't know why, but the blood in my heart began to surge uncontrollably. Maybe this is what his grandfather Siman Wang used to say, young crazy, young heart? www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
