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Chapter 597 The Decree
Just now, the person who lowered his eyes like an old monk in meditation raised his head to look this way, and the iron ball in his hand also appeared in everyone's sight.

That should be something left by Yang Yan.

Seeing that iron ball, Jiang Shaoyan only had the feeling that it was so!Even if he can't escape the death word, Yang Yan is determined not to make others feel better.

Even though the person had already disappeared under the explosion just now, the iron ball was stuffed into His Majesty's hand.

At this moment, His Majesty, who was holding the iron ball, looked at the person coming like this.

They haven't seen each other for many years, neither of them spoke first, they just stood looking at each other like this.

There is a subtle atmosphere flowing in the air.

After a long time, His Majesty, like an old monk in meditation, spoke first, "I never believed that you were dead."

For a person who wants to massacre the city to avoid future troubles after he strikes, he needs to see the person when he is alive, and the corpse if he is dead. The corpse is beyond recognition, and he will never believe that it is the corpse of the other party.

The visitor took off the armor on his head, looked at His Majesty, and said, "I know."

"I just want to ask you, when did your dislike for me start?" Under the sunlight, a trace of confusion flashed across the face that had been healed after a long time of poisoning.

He doesn't understand.

"You and I are brothers, siblings, and close relatives." He said, "Why?"

He didn't understand why they were the closest brothers and sisters in the world after their parents passed away, but why they were reduced to this state.

"Is it because you must sacrifice me for your ambition?" He asked seriously.

The expression on that face under the sunlight was probably the most innocent among all the people present.

His Majesty, holding iron balls like an old monk in meditation, looked up at him and said, "Not all of them."

Holding this iron ball in his hand, there is nothing to hide.Even if he didn't have any ambitions to dominate, he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't attack him.

"I studied the art of war since I was a child, worked hard, studied hard day and night, and finally won my father's award."

Some things probably go back a long time.

Those memories that were buried in the bottom of my heart when I was young were turned out.

"In order to get my father's reward, I will still secretly go out the window to practice hard every night in the middle of the night. But even so, it is still not as easy as you can read for a few hours a day."

"What you learn two or three hours a day, it takes me more than twice as long to achieve your skills and means." He held the iron ball, looked at the person in front of him lightly, and said, " I didn't understand why, so I went and asked my father."

"Father said that this is a talent, and I can't catch up with it through hard work." His Majesty lowered his eyes and looked at the iron ball in his hand, "It's like being born to the same pair of parents. Apart from your extraordinary talent, you can't catch up." In addition, I also inherited my mother's outstanding appearance, but I was born ordinary."

He used to think that men shouldn't pay attention to these things, but the world always sees the other person's appearance at the first sight, so how can they say that they don't pay attention?

When I was young, I often went out with a pair of younger siblings, and the eyes of others were always on the younger siblings behind me, but he was always ignored.

Over time, Zhao Jiada Lang became less and less noticeable, and silence and dullness became the impression of Zhao Jiada Lang in everyone's mind.

The younger siblings are even more dazzling, especially the younger brother, who does not know the reputation of Mr. Zhao Xiaolang, the young man with a silver gun and a white horse?When mentioning Dalang Zhao, he was always skipped by the phrase "two heroes of the Zhao family", as if he didn't exist.

"Later, you liked that Miss Jiang, and you always went out to look for her every day. I saw you distracted countless times when you were reading military books, secretly looking at the local records of the capital, thinking about where to take her to eat, drink and have fun." His Majesty said , "But even in the face of you like this, I still have to work a hundred times and a thousand times harder than you to be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with you. I don't know why."

"I think God is really unfair. Why can I give you such a talent, but I don't have it." His Majesty shook his head and said, "It's really unfair!"

It turned out that my elder brother had hated his existence since he was a child!My own existence is a kind of fault for my elder brother.

"I hate people like you, who can easily surpass my hard work and hard work with talent." He held the iron ball and said lightly, "If I don't do anything, no matter what, I will live with you. Under the shadow, I refuse to accept it!"

Of course, what is more dissatisfied is another matter.

"When Chen Shi came to me with a hexagram plate, he said that Miss Jiang was a phoenix," he said, "Compared with fengming or not, I care more about who is the emperor."

"Chen Shidao's counting on the emperor of the world will hurt karma, shorten his life, and he will be backlashed. He dare not count." He looked down at the iron ball in his hand, and said, "At that time, he was as good as that Feng Ming. only you."

Although the portrait used to coax the tyrant is fake, it is also the suspicion in his heart.

"I don't accept it." He said, "I want to prove that God's will is not inviolable."

Therefore, when Feng Ming died, Mr. Zhao Xiaolang also "died", and finally he ascended the throne.

"It turns out that it's all because of dissatisfaction!" Little General Zhao sighed.

Not satisfied.

"Yes! I don't accept it." Holding the iron ball in his hand, His Majesty looked at him again and said, "I don't accept it!"

Still holding the iron ball in his hand, he looked at the people in front of him and said, "In the past 20 years, I thought God's will could be violated, so I was the one who ascended to the throne of God in the end, but I didn't expect that I had fought against God for so long. But still in vain."

Since just now, he has never called himself "Zhen" again, and he did not know when he changed his address to me.

"Uncle, what you said is wrong!" A clear voice suddenly interrupted his words.

It was Ji Chongyan who spoke. He glanced at His Majesty and said, "Uncle, why has he ever fought?" He said, "Otherwise, why did you let Yang Xianzhi enter the palace? And why did you reuse Yang Yan?"

His struggle was not complete.

On the one hand, he said that he didn't believe in fate and only believed in the soldiers in his hands, but on the other hand, he was still brooding about the so-called Feng's fate.

"Without reusing Yang Yan, these things would not have happened today." Ji Chongyan said, "If uncle really doesn't believe it, he will definitely not fall to where he is today."

"Is that so?"

His Majesty just smiled at Ji Chongyan's words, noncommittal.

He looked down at the growing iron ball in his hand, then raised his head to look at Ji Chongyan and General Zhao in front of him.

"I hid an imperial decree in the mountain rock where I was hiding."

From the moment the news came that the crown prince and the others in the imperial city had an accident, he carried an imperial decree.

"Before today, I just finished writing it." He said, looking at the two people in front of him, with a strange smile on his face: "You can go and see the imperial edict."

As soon as these words came out, Mr. Zhao Xiaolang's expression changed, he pulled out the knife from his waist, and stepped forward: "You bear..."

"No need!" His Majesty looked up at him holding the iron ball, shook his head and said, "I'd rather die than make me lose my gun!"

After all, without waiting for Mr. Zhao Xiaolang to speak again, he looked at the crowd and said again: "You can go down the mountain with that imperial edict, or you can go down the mountain without taking that imperial edict!"

The smile on his face became more and more weird, his eyes glanced back and forth at General Zhao and Ji Chongyan, and finally nodded in satisfaction, and jumped into the air at the moment when the iron ball stretched to the limit.

The sound of thunder exploded from the top of the mountain.

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(End of this chapter)