One person guards the lonely city, invincible in the world

Chapter 19 A Man

In the magnificent bronze hall, there is a heavy round table in the center of the hall. The round table sits twelve judges, who are also the twelve giants of the center.

On the purple throne, which symbolizes nobility, sits a man wearing a embroidered keel robe. He wears a golden mask all the year round, revealing only a pair of double pupils with no white eyes.

"What is Yue Jiuling doing?" Emperor Man shouted coldly, his throat seemed to be blocked, his voice was hoarse and strange.

The predictions of the observatory are impressively presented on the round table.

If the last time the abyss' luck fluctuated was light ripples in the lake, then this time it was like a small stone falling into the lake and splashing several balls of water.

Hu Yanshou's heart was ashamed.

He wanted to roar hysterically, he wanted to crush the old witch's stupid and stupid head!

But this solemn palace can only try its best to contain emotions.

Mandi said in a deep voice:
"Send God's order and send an inspector."

"Your Majesty." A judge with blond hair and beard hurriedly got up and said respectfully:

"Yue Wudi is very talented, let Yue Sanction bring him to meet the gods."

The old witch is his political henchman, and he has to intercede when necessary.

The big officials in the border region are most jealous of inspectors, and any trivial matter that is found to be bullshit will stain the old witch's political achievements.

"Isken, you are solely responsible for what happened?" Mandi stared at him for a moment.

The bearded expression froze, without any confidence, he lowered his head embarrassingly.

The empire rose from the abyss of heaven, and subtle changes in the abyss must be treated with caution.

"That's it, let's talk about Xishu again." Mandi said loudly.

There were mixed voices from the round table, Hu Yanshou was out of his mind, and his soul had long been lost in the seven thousand miles away.

After the small court meeting, Hu Yanshou left the Jiuzhong Palace.

The moment he walked into the carriage, his face turned from pale to ashes, and his whole body seemed to have been stripped of bones, and he collapsed in the carriage.

"Why is it like this..."

"Why did you lose!!"

Hu Yanshou's mouth trembled, he couldn't imagine it.

There is only one possibility, the old witch has lost her territory again, more than last time.

"Didn't you send me a secret letter, saying that all the meritorious service will be accomplished in one battle? With 1 iron-blooded soldiers, three great masters who are well-known in the empire, it would not be the same for a pig as the commander."

"Old witch, you deserve to go to hell!"

"Idiot!!"

Hu Yanshou was so exhausted physically and mentally that he didn't even have the strength to smash things to vent.

The lid won't hold up, it's all over.

Back at the mansion, he staggered and called the eldest son, and the father and son walked into the study silently.

"Your Majesty will send inspectors to the territory of the old witch." Hu Yanshou laughed bitterly.

"Impossible!" Hu Yanjing looked shocked, he was the only person in the family who knew the inside story.

Could it be that the army was annihilated in the isolated city, and the empire lost its territory again?

"You miss Dongtu, does Dongtu miss you? They are drinking pools of meat, but you are sinking in the slaughter."

"Don't be stubborn, surrender, I beg you, don't stick to a worthless city."

Hu Yanshou's murmur seemed to be begging, and tears rolled down his haggard face.

Father cried.

The tears of grievance were more shocking than condemnation and rage, torturing Hu Yanjing's soul like a knife.

"Father, can you hold on?" He asked cautiously.

Hu Yanshou wiped away his tears in silence.

"Why don't you take the initiative and expose the treachery of the Zhelan dog thief and the old witch."

"You are the last adjudicator. At most, you will return to your hometown without endangering your life."

"Compared to Tianshen Mianxia, ​​we are still weak. If Mianxia knew about Gu Chang'an's existence, he would definitely send someone from the top of the empire, and even make the Western Regions completely barren."

Hu Yanjing persuaded in a deep voice.

"Really?" Hu Yanshou stared at the most outstanding son, suddenly raised his hand to grab his head, and pressed his face heavily on the uneven copper pattern of the incense burner.

"The isolated city has not fallen for more than 60 years, and one person can kill thousands of troops."

"Do you know what a monstrous humiliation this is? The entire empire will be furious! Shenzhou has renewed confidence and fighting spirit! Can your father and I bear the consequences?"

Half of Hu Yanjing's face was covered with censer marks, and half of her face was dripping with blood.

"Bastard!" Hu Yanshou's face was full of ruthlessness, and he immediately walked to the window with his sleeves thrown.

In his line of sight, the Holy City is shining brightly and magnificently under the sunlight, like the most perfect masterpiece of the gods in the world.

This is the greatest and noblest city in the world, and Chang'an, where all nations came to court in the past, is far behind!

"You can't lose your power, and you can't die. I want to accompany the gods to ascend the altar of the world, and I have to witness Dongtu come to the abyss for pilgrimage!"

Hu Yanshou tried his best to drive the fear and anger out of his mind and calm himself down.

He has a decision soon.

"Rush to the Western Regions overnight, and let the old witch do one thing before the inspector arrives."

"What?" Hu Yanjing covered her cheeks with an aggrieved tone.

Hu Yanshou's eyes gradually became cruel, and he said word by word:

"Concentration camps, the Holocaust."

Hu Yanjing's scalp felt chilly as if struck by lightning.

"Only the mass death of the people of the empire can cause fluctuations in the abyss." Hu Yanshou was expressionless, as if he was just talking about an insignificant matter.

Hu Yanjing didn't dare to answer, he suddenly felt that power was so terrible and his father was so cruel.

"Jing'er, people don't want to be destroyed for themselves, but for their father, they don't want to die innocently, and they are even more afraid of the decline of the Huyan family."

"This cover has to be covered, Gu Changan cannot be exposed."

Hu Yanshou's words were earnest, and his voice was full of sadness.

"How much?" Hu Yanjing asked hoarsely.

Hu Yanshou was quiet for a while, then slowly stretched out a slap:
"Slaughter 50."

The latter's soul was trembling, and the four light words were the unjust ghosts of 50 people of the empire.

"As well as the head of the old witch, there is a choice between herself and Yuezhi. She must die in front of the inspector, so that Gaizi can get away with it."

Hu Yanshou added, leaning wearily against the window sill.

Although it will explode sooner or later, but at all costs to cover it up, just to get a breathing space, and think of a way to check and balance before the explosion.

The study fell into a long dead silence.

"Father, is it worth it?" Hu Yanjing couldn't help asking.

A Han slave has already caused too much loss to the empire, and it will continue endlessly.

Hu Yanshou frowned deeply, and said dejectedly:
"Just talk about two examples in the history of the Central Plains."

"Gou Jian, king of Yue, endured humiliation for ten years as a slave, and finally cleaned up the old country."

"Sima Qian of the Western Han Dynasty, a seven-foot man who was tortured in the palace still insisted on his ideals and ambitions, and wrote a brilliant history."

"The reason why Chinese civilization has been able to last for so long is because of that strong willpower."

Lought, he looked at the eldest son:

"You should know what Gu Changan represents."

Hu Yanjing was silent for a moment, then replied: "The most indestructible will in the world."

"Prepare the horse and set off now." Hu Yanshou waved his hand.

"Yes."

Hu Yanjing sighed softly, turned and left.

Back then, my father failed to eradicate the isolated city by mistake, but now it has caused a catastrophe.

……

Jinling City.

A tall building stands on the Qinhuai River, with Yin and Yang pictures hanging on the north and south eaves of the roof, and eight trigrams arrays and various divination instruments placed on the base of the platform.

This is the closest place in the Central Plains to the sky, and it seems that you can pick the stars all over the sky by raising your hand.

The officials of the Southern Chu Si Tianjian paced back and forth, looking at the Taoist robed girl sitting cross-legged on the edge of the platform.

It was she who keenly grasped the changes in the luck of the Tang Dynasty. How could the fortunes of the Tang Dynasty, which had been declining, suddenly soar the day before yesterday?
"A man."

The girl suddenly opened her eyes, and blood oozes from her eyes. She didn't care to wipe them clean, and hastily picked up the pen and paper beside her, and drew the portrait of the predicted figure in her mind.

man?

Sitianjian officials are puzzled.

It should be the empress Li Wan who can cause changes in the luck of the Tang Dynasty. Could it be that the Li royal family gave birth to a baby of the Tian Khan Taizong level?
Confused, but not questioned.

Li Ping is a descendant of Li Chunfeng who made "Tui Bei Tu". The Li family moved south to Jinling due to the Anshi Rebellion.

Due to the revival of spiritual energy due to the great changes in the way of heaven, Li Ping's divination ability must be far better than that of his ancestor Li Chunfeng. In terms of talent alone, no one in the world can match him.

The girl with white teeth and red lips stared at the portrait, it was too strange.

Everyone gathered around, and the painting showed a young man with clear eyes and outstanding facial features, just like a pampered son of a noble family in Jinling City.

"I thought that the appearance of Fuxi with dragon pupils and phoenix neck, doesn't seem like it can cause changes in the fortunes of the Tang Dynasty?"

The young supervisor couldn't figure it out.

The key is that there is never an image of this person in my mind. The emperors and prime ministers of the Shenzhou countries, the heroes and talents, as long as they have the ability, the Si Tianjian will store their portraits.

"Perhaps I was mistaken." Even Li Ping himself was dubious.

But today is her best day, otherwise she would not be able to draw a portrait.

The young prisoner thought for a moment:

"Give it to the empress of the Tang Dynasty and let her search for it in the territory. It may be a folk farmer, or it may be a little-known wandering wild crane."

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