Jiaohua

Chapter 523 The Guest of Heaven and Earth (Part [-])
The arrival of these hundreds of thousands of refugees to Beijing was not accidental.

Over the past year, Yan Qinglin and the others have been planning and calculating, constantly arranging manpower to intersperse among the refugees, to carry out conscious guidance, gradually gather them from various state capitals, and then slowly attract them to the capital.

At the same time, they kept hoarding goods and food, and in the name of Huiping Inn, they made great efforts to purchase materials and food from the outside world.

But with so much material and food, it was wiped out in an instant in the past ten days.

As for the chosen Yongdingmen and Guangqumen, apart from the threat to the gates of the city gates by the smashing carts and rushing carts, among the most ferocious attacks launched by those refugees, the only thing that made the other party mess up was that they stomped on them. With the corpse of his companion, he crossed the Guangqu Gate and rushed into the city. At the cost of more than 5 casualties, he killed less than [-] Suwei Jingshi and a thousand or so civilians. He fought desperately for two days, and even Zhengyang Dao didn't even touch it, so he was killed and retreated.

It's not to say that the refugees didn't go crazy. They were already crazy when they were dying and desperate.

Now, seeing that there is no way to take down the capital, but the team from Huguang is already on their way to the capital.

Yan Qinglin lost her temper in anger, turned around and walked towards the inner hall, several of her subordinates hurriedly followed, but she coldly stopped her.

Passing through the inner hall and going to the backyard, she went back to the wooden house where she rested during this period, as if venting, the wooden door was slammed by her extremely loudly, full of anger.

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With a "bang", the door of the side hall not far away was brought by a strong wind.

Zhili and Immortal Master Bailu were startled at the same time.

Looking back at the gate of the palace, it was a false alarm.

In contrast, the little girl next to them was much calmer.

Xia Zhaoyi sat on the wooden bench, looking down at the stone tablet on the ground, not at all intimidated by the voice just now.

The Qianqiu Hall under Longyuan has been dug and filled for several days, and according to the progress of the project, it will take at least two months.

The first thing to do after going down is to clear the field.

All those shocking bones were poured into the abyss, and the girl's undecomposed body was covered with a white cloth. Together with the books, calligraphy and paintings, stone tablets, etc. found below, they were transported to the Yuanhe Sect.

The girl's body was sent directly to the darkroom by the old man, and the old man went in alone. The books, calligraphy, paintings, and stone tablets were left to dry outside the gate of the Changhe Hall here.

Now there are five steles lying on the ground, two of them have the same age, and the others are different. The earliest stone stele was inscribed in the 11th year of Yanhe in the previous dynasty.

The name of Emperor Yanhe's temple is Zhang Taizong, the second emperor of the Zhang Dynasty. He reigned for 13 years. This tombstone was built two years before the death of Emperor Yanhe, about 600 years ago. The above corresponding to the said time.

It is very possible that this Qianqiu Palace was built by Emperor Yanhe.

"If this Qianqiu Palace is really used by the emperor to make alchemy, it would be ridiculous," said the Bailu Immortal Master who was relieved. To die of exhaustion, or to be murdered and silenced, to keep the secrets of the Qianqiu Palace, anyway, these tens of thousands of living beings have been killed in this way. And an emperor should clearly protect the common people and seek the well-being of the world."

After sighing, the young boy next to him rolled his eyes: "You think too much."

"Ok?"

"What you said, the emperor seems to have become a hard job in your mouth. If it is so hard, who will fight for it one by one. Those who set their hearts for the world and the life of the people, the sage It’s okay to talk about it, the emperor said it, it is used to put gold on his face, people who really want to serve the country, the people and the world, they are not emperors! The emperor has no good things, my master said , In this world, heaven and earth are clearly distinguished, black and white, primary and secondary, and strata. If people are divided into three, five, and nine ranks, and the ascending ranks are called by ranks, the highest rank is the emperor, and he is above all people. He can't survive if he doesn't exploit the people. He protects the common people and seeks the well-being of the world. The most heinous person in this world is the Dog Emperor!"

Immortal Master Bailu was already old, but he was taken aback by what a 12-year-old boy said, half understanding.

Zhili finished speaking in one breath, turned his eyes to look at Xia Zhaoyi, and said cheerfully as if asking for credit: "Little sister, do you think I'm right?"

"Not the emperor." Xia Zhaoyi said.

"Ok?"

"It's the dignitaries, and the emperor was launched by the dignitaries." Xia Zhaoyi looked at the pile of calligraphy and paintings on the ground, and said, "Dingguo's mansion...is also the dignitaries."

"No, no, I didn't mean to say you were sorry." Zhili said hastily.

"What's wrong with me?" Xia Zhaoyi smiled, finally raised his eyes, and looked at Zhili, "My food and clothing since I was a child were basically earned with my own hands."

"But, but..." Zhili scratched his neck.

"I understand what you mean," Xia Zhaoyi said, "On a larger scale, there are limitations. In fact, I also have a lot of puzzles."

When she went to search for the "crime" of Dingguo Mansion, she read a lot of household information and levied a lot of miscellaneous taxes, which was shocking.

But if she was asked to change, she didn't know how to change.

Throughout the ages, generation after generation, new emperors have overthrown the old ones. Year names are changing, dynasties are changing, people on the throne are changing, but the identity of the emperor remains unchanged.

However, after all, someone still needs to rule. If no one manages the world, the world will be chaotic, so she doesn't understand, and this is not a limitation for her.

Fortunately, Xia Zhaoyi looked back at the calligraphy and paintings on the ground. Like her master, she wholeheartedly likes the life of leisurely clouds, wild cranes, and the breeze and bright moon. She has no such ambition for "entering the world", otherwise, just thinking about these things will break her head Bar.

Seeing that the question seemed to be getting abstruse, Zhili quickly stopped, not wanting to continue pretending to be sophisticated, he pointed to the calligraphy and painting, and changed the topic: "There were also many calligraphy and painting in the stone room, but then the landslides and the ground cracked, and all the calligraphy and painting were lost together. Going on, no matter the handwriting or rhetoric, I think it's pretty good."

Xia Zhaoyi followed what he pointed, and glanced casually, but what she looked at was exactly the sentence she paid most attention to at the beginning.

The snow settles the storm, and the clouds welcome the strangers.

"Passed away." Xia Zhaoyi read softly.

"Does it mean dead people?" Zhi Li said.

"I like the word guest," Xia Zhaoyi smiled, "There are still rumors in the world, and I am a guest of heaven and earth."

"That's a good sentence." Zhili looked at the calligraphy and paintings all over the floor, "Where are they?"

"In my head," Xia Zhaoyi said with a smile, "I wrote it myself."

"Senior sister is so talented!" Zhili said immediately.

"Only a level of literacy," Xia Zhaoyi said, looking at the calligraphy and paintings on the ground, and said, "It's one of the authors here, and I finally know who it is."

(End of this chapter)