Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 662 Unswerving Determination
"You don't need to worry at all. Don't you know what kind of person Li Jun is? That guy is a stubborn person. It would be a joke if the Six Strategies could kill him."

On top of the towering peaks, Zhang Fengyue faced northeast and gazed at the dark sky in the distance.

"Besides, he...they won't play all their cards for a Chunqiu that has already been destroyed. Zhu family, you have to endure it!"

"One step back, all steps back."

A clear female voice sounded behind Zhang Fengyue.

After hearing that Li Jun would be fine, the chill on Yuan Mingfei's face faded a little. After thinking for a moment, she said, "If the Zhu family only knows how to tolerate and give in, how can they achieve the revival they want?"

“This is where the vertical and horizontal sequence is so unique.”

Zhang Fengyue smiled and said, "While other sequences are still racking their brains for their own promotion rituals, they can sit back and enjoy the fruits of their labor. As long as humans are still the masters of this world, ambitions and struggles will never cease. The chaotic world they want is only a matter of time. So, giving in is not admitting defeat for them, but just another build-up of strength."

A family that founded a great thousand-year-old empire, a royal family that could put its surname before the name of the country, now is extremely eager to usher in a turmoil that will sweep the entire country in order to complete the so-called revival.

The world is absurd, how ironic.

"How could the Zhu family become so crazy?"

"Isn't the reason right in front of us? It's all for the sequence."

The mountain wind was cold and fierce, blowing the old man's robe.

"In this secular world, the king is the one who stands at the highest point in the world. But if one day, when the imperial power that rules over all people finds that it is no longer supreme, and there are too many beings that can stand shoulder to shoulder with it, or even surpass it, what do you think the person holding the imperial power will do?"

"kill."

Yuan Mingfei, dressed in white, said without hesitation: "Anyone or anything that dares to catch up, stand shoulder to shoulder, or surpass us will be completely eradicated. Only I am supreme, and this is worthy of being called imperial power."

"During the reign of Emperor Yizong, the Ming Dynasty punished treacherous officials, expelled foreign enemies, established order, and supported the people. The imperial power reached an unprecedented peak. But the result of prosperity was the beginning of decline. At that time, Emperor Yizong did not realize that behind his civil and military achievements that were praised for all eternity, the root cause of the Ming Dynasty's collapse had been quietly planted."

Yuan Mingfei stared at the figure standing more than ten feet away, and the voice that came to her ears with the wind seemed a little vague.

“When the power of an individual has the potential to transcend the order of the masses, the enemy of imperial power is the people of the world.”

Zhang Fengyue said calmly: "Since they are already on the opposite side, do you think they still care about the troubled times?"

"The twelve paths of the three religions and nine schools have never been static. The Buddhist path has disputes over right and wrong, the Taoist path has confusion between the old and the new, the Mo path has the complementary relationship between craftsmen and knights, and the martial path also has the torch-passing of sects and lone rangers."

Concubine Yuan Ming asked in confusion: "Since Zongheng was able to establish a country in troubled times, couldn't he become a god in prosperous times?"

"Conquering the world is a straight road where success or failure is the outcome. A single hegemony is enough. But keeping the world is a complicated matter, especially in a world without any precedents to follow. How many monarchs of the Zhu family failed to reach the end of this kingly road? How easy is that?"

Zhang Fengyue said: "Winning over people's hearts is never as simple and effective as killing them."

"So, the purpose of doing all this is to cut off all the sequences in the world?"

Yuan Mingfei was silent for a long time, and finally said the words that had been weighing on her mind.

"Does the sequence make sense to you?"

Zhang Fengyue did not answer directly, but asked back softly.

Yuan Mingfei's lips moved slightly, and the word "yes" was already on her lips.

But suddenly, the memory of her playing the role of a goddess in the Buddhist kingdom emerged in her mind for no reason. Those dark years that she couldn't bear to look back on made her unable to say this word no matter what.

“It seems that even those who are about to enter the second order and become the source of the Buddha order cannot remain steadfast.”

Zhang Fengyue didn't look back, but he seemed to have seen the complicated expression on Yuan Mingfei's face.

"In fact, when I first entered the sequence, I felt that the sequence was meaningful, and even of great significance. If everyone is like a dragon and works together, we will definitely be able to push the Ming Empire to a height that our predecessors could never have imagined."

"But when I walked out of the academy and saw that force was not used for stability but for killing. Faith was not used for comfort but for enslavement. Technology was not used for development but for destruction. I also fell into confusion and hesitation."

"Although the past three decades have not allowed me to see the mountains and rivers change, I have seen the ugliness of people's hearts. I was shocked to find that the Ming Empire in front of me was exactly the same as what I saw when I first entered the order, without any progress at all."

Zhang Fengyue suddenly raised his hand and pointed down the mountain, and said in a deep voice: "Even when they were reduced from human beings to cattle and sheep, and then to tools, I was completely disappointed."

"From that time on, I have been determined to search for answers and spend my entire life trying to change and correct all these mistakes. How can I change and correct them? It is nothing more than to establish a completely new order with a force that no one can match, or to make the current force fall back into the old order."

At this point, Zhang Fengyue laughed to himself, shook his head and said with emotion: "Everyone else thinks that the first path is the right one, but I am the only one who chose the second one. I am really alone and lonely."

"When the sequence stops, human desires will not stop, and there will still be fighting and killing!"

Concubine Yuan Ming frowned and asked, "Before the Ming Dynasty, weren't there changes of rulers and dynasties? Didn't there also people living in poverty and people exchanging their own children for food?"

"But at least they are still human."

Zhang Fengyue said slowly: "The world is never fair. Some people cannot speak at the age of three, some can recite poems at the same age, some lead troops at the age of twenty and make achievements at Yanran, and some have achieved nothing at the age of knowing their fate. I cannot change this. My ambition in this life is just to write "people" thousands of times in books and fulfill my responsibility as a scholar."

"The sequence is rooted in the blood of the people of the world. How can you sever it?"

"Only seemingly unattainable goals can be considered ambitions, right? If I didn't have this concern, I might have passed away long ago.

Concubine Yuan Ming looked solemn: "You will become the target of public criticism."

"I've gotten used to it."

The old man seemed unable to resist the cold wind on the top of the mountain. He pulled his robe tighter around him and turned around to look at Yuan Mingfei with a smile on his face.

"If that day comes, will you attack me?"

"Yes." Yuan Mingfei answered without hesitation.

If Zhang Fengyue's ambition in this life is really to cut off the sequence, then he will not leave behind any high-ranking followers, including himself.

Otherwise, this would not be a connection between heaven and earth, but a mortal ascending to godhood.

Faced with Yuan Mingfei's frankness, there was no anger on Zhang Fengyue's old face. Instead, he nodded in sympathy.

"I have embarked on a path that will cut me off from the world. All those who follow me and help me will not gain any benefit. Instead, they will lose everything they have now because of me. In the eyes of many people, I am the biggest source of trouble for this empire and the most damned old man who deserves to be buried without a burial place."

Zhang Fengyue laughed out loud, his eyes full of heroism and unrestrainedness.

"But it doesn't matter. Even if there are thousands of people blocking my way, I will still go there happily. Who can stop me?"

"Since you are so determined, why do you want to help me complete the second chapter of the Buddhist order? Isn't this contradictory?"

In the square behind Yuan Mingfei, a sea of ​​flowers was in full bloom, with a lotus seat rising from it. The lotus petals slowly opened up, emitting thousands of brilliant lights, and a vague figure sitting cross-legged was vaguely visible among them.

"If you can kill me, it means you can complete the first path. Then my life's ambition will be fulfilled and I will have no regrets!"

Zhang Fengyue smiled softly: "Why should I block you?"

The Buddha's light was magnificent, illuminating the darkness of the land. Concubine Yuan Ming lowered her eyebrows and said, "What if in the new order I established, the people are treated like grass and cattle and sheep? What will you do?"

"The person you killed would not be Zhang Fengyue, the Confucian scholar of the Ming Dynasty."

The wide robe rustled and the man seemed to be flying in the wind.

Zhang Fengyue stood with his hands behind his back, overlooking the lights in the village below the mountain.

"A single spark can start a prairie fire. It's time for this empire to liven up."

At the same time, in Chengdu, thousands of miles away from the city, a shrill alarm pierced the night sky.

On the sky, the Big Dipper shines as brightly as the moon, and the starlight makes the whole city as bright as day.

The flames spraying from the tail of the sword made the air boil and distort. Dao Xu, with a look as indifferent as a god, stepped on the sword and flew into the air. The various talismans raised around him were as vast as the ocean.

Figures kept rising and falling in the city, standing on top of the buildings, looking up and gazing at the people in the sky.

Some of them were wearing green robes and holding swords, while others were wearing black robes and holding guns, with arrows on the strings and bullets pushed into the chambers.

The drumbeats of music art inspire fighting spirit, the formations of mathematics art resound in the heart, the imperial art is the vanguard fighting with thoughts, and the ritual art is like a commander-in-chief holding the line in the rear.

In the government office in the center of the city, the old man took off the shabby linen clothes that he had not changed for years and put on a scarlet patched clothes for the first time.

However, the patch on his chest was not a flying bird as should be used by civil officials, but an embroidered lion which had long disappeared from the Ming Dynasty court!

He was the only Confucian scholar in the Ming Dynasty who wore military robes while being a civil official.

The third Confucian scholar is Pei Xingjian.

"In order to survive, I would rather forget my roots and serve Zhang Xiji as a dog."

Pei Xingjian sneered, "Fu Li, do you think you are worthy enough to break into my Chengdu Prefecture?!"

The sarcastic words echoed throughout the city, drowning out the restless flying swords and the sea of ​​talismans.

Fu Li, standing high in the sky, turned a deaf ear to him, put his two fingers together like a sword, and pointed them at the ground.

"on!"

The red light of the seal's body lit up with the decree, forming a scarlet ocean that poured down towards the human world.

The sound waves of the majestic battle formation rose into the sky. As Yu Yi charged back and forth in the Tao thought, his morale instantly soared. He seized control of the talisman and detonated it in mid-air.

boom! boom! boom!
The exploding sea of ​​fire obscured the stars and the moon, and the raging aftermath destroyed buildings and houses.

"Fu Li, today I will send you, the shameless and unworthy descendant, to the Yongle Palace!"

Pei Xingjian's eyes were filled with murderous intent. When he was about to move, a hand stretched out from the side and behind him pressed down on his shoulder.

"You are already old, so stop bothering yourself. Leave this kind of fighting and killing to young people like me."

Pei Xingjian turned his head and saw Zhang Siyuan smiling and nodding at him.

Zhang Siyuan kicked up the front of his robe and pulled it to his waist. He spread his hands to the left and right, and the weapon that could switch between gun and crossbow form suddenly turned into two straight-edged long swords.

The wisdom root is coiled into a handle, the golden elixir is split into a blade, and seal script inscriptions are engraved on the blade.

The left one is for destroying Buddhism, and the right one is for destroying Taoism.

"Everyone from Ruxu, follow me!"

Zhang Siyuan broke through the ground and flew straight to Fuli.

"act recklessly."

Fu Li pointed to the sky, and the starlight in the sky suddenly became brighter. A ray of lightning suddenly struck down and hit the sharp edge that was attacking him.

Boom!

There was a loud thunder and white light illuminated the whole room.

Heavy rain beat against the window, and the people in the room shivered like sieves.

"Those who can sit here today are all well-known aristocratic families in the Jiangnan provinces of the empire. According to the saying circulated in the New Donglin Party, they are at least second-class or above, and are an indispensable middle force in the Confucian order."

The lightning faded away and a deep voice sounded.

Liu Jinxun's deep gaze gradually swept across the faces of everyone present.

"But to be frank, the reason you, the clan leaders, are still alive today is because of the kindness of the Prime Minister, not because the Confucian Order cannot do without you. You must first understand this."

No one spoke, only the rustling of clothes caused by people bending and nodding.

"Well, since you are able to come to Jinling today, you should have understood this point. So what I am going to say next will not be talking to a deaf ear."

Liu Jinxun nodded and smiled: "The Spring and Autumn Meeting is over. How many of you have flirted with them, and who has been trying to curry favor with them in secret, the Prime Minister knows it clearly. But he said that he can understand your difficulties, so these things will not be pursued anymore."

Still no one spoke, but amid the rustling of robes there was the sound of relieved breathing.

"Everyone should know what is happening in Chengdu at this moment. You should also know what will happen next."

Liu Jinxun's tone gradually turned cold: "There is no need to say any more unnecessary nonsense. From now on, no matter how many branch families you have hidden, no matter how many followers you have raised, and how much wealth you have accumulated, you must honestly take it out."

"In all the prefectures along the coast, wherever there are Honghu activities, you should find one to take charge. If you can suppress them, the Prime Minister will give you whatever you want, whether it's an official position or a base."

Liu Jinxun paused, "But if you can't suppress it, you will have to pay out of your own pockets to rebuild as many houses as collapsed and damaged in the city. You will have to pay for the deaths of innocent people in the city with the heads of your family. One more head will be your apology, and one less head will result in the expulsion of the entire family from the Confucian Order."

"Everyone."

Liu Jinxun was just about to stand up when everyone else at the table had already stood up.

"My Lord Prime Minister does not expect you to work together, but I only hope that you will not be selfish. Without the skin, the hair will not stay. You are all well-read people, and you understand these principles better than anyone else."

Liu Jinxun walked away, leaving his last words echoing in everyone's hearts.

"I, Liu Jinxun, also understand, so now I am the only one left in the Jinling Liu family."

Boom!

The pale lightning struck through the window, illuminating the faces that looked like they had lost their parents.

In the dim sky and earth, the sounds of wind, thunder and rain intertwined, drowning out the gloomy and lonely valve tower.

(End of this chapter)