My Confucian Father

Chapter 63 Create the Supreme Fortune Dynasty!
Originally, Su Mu was a little dazed to be framed by the two of them, Tao An, to admire Bi Pavilion, but he soon accepted it.

Confucian saints are back, and they are going to die anyway, so why not have a good time in Shangbi Pavilion before talking about it, and treat it as a farewell wine for yourself.

"Brother Mu, you actually don't need to worry about it."

Tao An drank a little high, and approached Su Mu with a glass of wine, put his arms around his shoulders and said drunkenly: "These are the pressures we have to bear."

"My mother left early, and my father is usually busy, so he doesn't come home all day. I hated my father when I was young."

"It was only later that I realized that he was not only my father, but also the commander-in-chief of the Demon Suppressing Division who protected the people of Dayan from the infestation of monsters. His square painted halberd carried the safety of all the people of Dayan." .”

Tao An's words were so eloquent and emotional, it was really touching.

The brothel girls who were drinking next to him were moved by what he said.

A woman reached out to help Tao An wipe the sweat off his forehead, and said distressedly: "Master Tao is really not easy, so it's not easy to be a famous family."

After Tao An heard this, he buried his head in her chest and began to cry, as if he was quite aggrieved.

Zhuge Bin also sighed and said: "Yes, I have a deep understanding. My father is not only my father, but also a second-rank official of the imperial court."

"The powerful arm he used to hit me was tempered by iron forging for many years, and it carried the heavy burden of my Dayan military manufacturing."

"Oh, by the way, His Majesty has paid more attention to the technology research and development of my Momen recently. It is estimated that my father's level can be raised further."

"Hey, I guess I'll be more powerful and busier by then...but for Dayan, it's all worth it!"

Zhuge Bin's face was upright and righteous.

The father of my second-rank Bingxiu, the commander-in-chief of the Demon Suppressing Division, and the father of the Minister of the External Processing Department of my Momen tycoon.

It's really wronged you to be their sons.

Su Mu watched the pair of crouching dragon and phoenix chicks playing tricks, and couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and didn't bother to pay attention.

Although Zhuge Bin and Tao An misunderstood why he was in a bad mood, but whatever, just drink.

"The Confucian saint is probably home by now."

Su Mu glanced at the already darkening sky outside, and his heart became heavier, thinking whether he should stay overnight to enjoy Bi Pavilion tonight instead of going home.

Because if he faced Confucian saints directly, he felt that in his current state, he would never be able to hold back and reveal his secrets.

"Su Lang, what's wrong with you? Are you still in a bad mood?"

Fairy Bailian was also accompanying the wine, seeing Su Mu's expression, she couldn't help but said softly.

As he spoke, he reached out to gently smooth his brows.

Smelling the faint fragrance from Fairy Bailian, Su Mu grabbed her hand and kissed it gently.

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking about something... Let's drink the wine here first, I'll go back first, Zhao Ming, let's go."

Su Mu stood up and said goodbye to Zhuge Bin and the others.

Anyway, sooner or later, I have to see Confucian saints. This is unavoidable, and there is no point in procrastinating on it.

Fairy Bai Lian got up to see Su Mu, helped him straighten his collar, and sighed softly, "Wait for Su Lang to come, I'm waiting for death, and now I don't even want to stay overnight."

"Forget it, I'm afraid that Su Lang will be caught by a new love again. The old love of the *** family should fall out of favor."

The lines between the lines are full of the taste of tea in the tea.

An old tea art master.

Seeing that Fairy Bailian was about to cry, Su Mu patted her round buttocks hard, causing Fairy Bailian to cry out in surprise, her jade face flushed.

"I still have something to go back tonight. As for staying overnight... next time." Su Mu said and strode out of the private room.

The moment he walked out of the private room, the expression on his face was completely flat, and the expressions in his lowered eyelids were complicated and difficult to understand.

Next time, maybe in the afterlife?
With heavy steps, Su Mu walked out of Shangbi Pavilion, then boarded the carriage, and returned to Zhenyao Wangfu.

Next, it's time to face Confucian saints.

……

In the evening, the city gate of Li Kingdom's imperial capital was closed.

Suddenly, a slightly hoarse voice came from outside the city along with the sound of horseshoes.

"Eight hundred miles, hurry up! Eight hundred miles, hurry up!"

The guard at the gate of the imperial capital took a closer look, only to see yellow dust billowing in the distance, and a galloping horse coming.

The figure on the horse held the gold medal high and shouted, "Hurry up at eight hundred miles! Open the city gate quickly!"

The message conveyed by Babaili Express is an urgent document to be listened to by Shangdatian.

Never use it unless it is an emergency.

Once there is an emergency of [-] miles, it is basically a very important event.

"Open the city gate!"

The guards at the gate of the imperial capital did not dare to delay, and immediately ordered the left and right soldiers to open the gate.

"Kakaka-"

Accompanied by the sound of the machine turning, the gates of the imperial capital opened wide, and smoke and dust billowed, and that person disappeared from sight in a blink of an eye.

When it comes, the yellow dust is billowing, when it goes, the ancient road is condensed with clouds, and the sky is clear.

Entering Chang'an City, the postman still didn't slow down, and stepped directly on the imperial road that only the emperor could walk, while yelling: "Hurry up for eight hundred miles! The emperor will give you a gold medal. Those who resist will die, and those who rebel will die!"

Seeing this scene, the people on the street were all shocked and quickly dodged to both sides of the street.

Blocking the path of postmen who are rushing for eight hundred miles, even if they are princes and ministers, their death will be in vain.

"It's been more than ten years since I've been away for more than [-] miles. Why is there a sudden [-]-mile rush? Could it be something serious?"

"The last time the [-]-mile rush was to exterminate the border monsters. I don't know what happened this time, but it must be a big deal."

"Didn't you hear that there was friction with Yan Country recently? Could it be related to Yan Country?"

"It's possible... well, I hope it's all right."

The people hiding on both sides of the road watched the back of the postman galloping and whispered one by one.

But the postman did not go straight to the palace, but came outside a majestic mansion somewhere in the imperial capital.

"Wow—!"

The postman tightened his reins, then got off his horse and was about to enter the mansion, but the guards at the gate stopped him.

"Bingsheng mansion, come and stop!"

The postman put his mission paper on the ground, and then said: "Eight hundred miles, hurry up, I have something important to report to Lord Bingsheng, please let me go."

The two guards let him in after hearing this.

After the postman entered the mansion, he went directly to the lake in the mansion, knelt down to the man in white who was fishing by the lake, and respectfully reported: "Master Bingsheng, there is urgent news from the Yan Kingdom!"

"Confucian saints returned to Shengjing City today. According to the spies, they manifested themselves through the statues of the holy courtyard."

"The beam of light from Wen Yun pierces the sky, the righteousness of thousands of miles is stirred, and the vision of heaven and earth appears. It is undoubtedly confirmed that he is a Confucian sage!"

After hearing what the postman said, the fishing rod in white clothes shook slightly, and he looked sideways at the postman, his eyes flickering.

"Confucian saints manifest themselves through statues, and don't they appear directly?"

The postman nodded heavily, and replied: "That's true. Comparing the information sent back by multiple spies, the Confucian sage himself did not appear, and he manifested himself through a statue."

"It appeared for less than a quarter of an hour, said something to Emperor Yan, and then disappeared."

Bai Yi remained silent, looking at the lake.

All of a sudden, his wrist trembled, he put away the fishing rod, and caught all the water in the lake with one rod!
The postman stared dumbfounded at the lake floating in the sky. This terrifying sight shocked him to the extreme.

This is the mighty power of a saint!

The soldier in white raised his head slightly, looking at the fish that was still swimming freely in the lake, his eyes were extraordinarily hot and bright, showing his sharpness.

"Sure enough, even you can't easily get out of that place."

"Consciousness descends and the statue manifests itself to meet Emperor Yan... Heh, do you want to use the power of the fate of the country to break the situation?"

Bai Yi was talking to himself, but from the upturned corner of his mouth, it could be seen how happy he is now!
He knows how terrifying a place like Tianyuan is. Many years ago, he told Confucian Saints about the secrets of Tianyuan, a demon clan, just to lure him there.

He was trapped in Tianyuan for 87 years, and he also escaped with the help of the fortune of the country, but he also encountered great danger because of this.

Confucian saints are now walking the same path as him.

He knew that the danger there could not kill the Confucian saint, but as long as he could continue to trap the Confucian saint, it would only take ten years...

Do not!five years!He will be able to take Yan Country completely!
The prosperity of military strategists is number one in the world, and the struggle between countries, as long as the general trend is united, how can a saint change it?
He has been keeping a low profile for more than ten years, swallowing Yan Kingdom and going west is the key to him becoming powerful.

At that time, even saints from all over the world will not be able to stop his cavalry!
"I have found the ancient human emperor's way to gather the luck of the human race and create a holy dynasty. As long as I can sweep the kingdoms, I can create a supreme holy dynasty that belongs to me!"

"Only in this way can the demon clan be completely wiped out!"

The white-clothed soldier saint has sharp eyes and is imposing.

His eyes were never limited to a mere Yan country, he wanted to reproduce the glory of Yun Dynasty in the ancient Renhuang period!

Because only by condensing all the luck of the human race, can the monster race be completely wiped out, and future troubles will never be avoided.

The figure of the soldier saint in white disappeared in a flash.

The lake lost control and fell heavily from the air, setting off monstrous waves, the lake surface was turbulent, and the tide was turbulent.

Just like the future situation of the Central Plains.

　The fourth update, 1w2 today!
　　
　
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