My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 527 The long road ends
The night is deep, and the twinkling stars and moon pave a silver belt across the sky.

Amidst the crackling sound of the bonfire, sparks bounced up into the air.

Behind the noisy imperial tent, in an empty area, in front of two unoccupied dining tables, there was a noisy scene that only Su Chen and the Chinese civil and military officials could see.

The surrounding soldiers had been sent away by Xu Chu, and Dian Wei, who was left behind, looked worriedly at his old master Cao Cao, who was drinking and having fun over there, but seemed a little crazy.

Su Chen untied the Xia Wang Sword and handed it to the giant man. Then he went over to pick up a bowl of wine on the table and raised the bowl to salute Cao Cao, who was laughing and drinking happily.

"King Wei, I offer you a bowl."

"it is good!"

Cao Cao didn't refuse, he grabbed the wine bowl next to him, bumped it lightly with Su Chen's bowl, raised his head and drank the wine boldly, the wine flowed over the corner of his mouth and slid down his thick beard.

"Haha, so happy!"

Cao Cao wiped the wine stains on his beard and said, "The Japanese pirates were defeated in one fell swoop. Such a victory reminds me of the time when we cleared out the thieves and entrenched Yellow Turban remnants in Zhongshan, and the people under our rule were able to live in peace and longevity. This is a sign of a prosperous age, so we must take good care of it." Be sure, don’t be alone.”

Cao Cao silently played with the wine bowl on the table, his slender eyes revealed a dark look, and he didn't know what he was thinking at the moment.

Su Chen picked up the drink and offered it to him, "I'm only close to Mr. Cao. What's the Sima family? Life and death have nothing to do with me!"

"Lonely...actually I am afraid that it will be difficult to live forever."

"Hey, you all want to be Su Congfang?" Wu Zetian interrupted at the right time. This made the surrounding emperors laugh.

"If the Sima family were like this in Changsheng, I wouldn't be so angry."

Sun Quan at the other table stretched his neck and looked quite ugly when he heard Cao Cao scolding the "blue-eyed boy". However, he couldn't help but straighten his back when he heard the words behind him saying, "The mountain is getting louder and the mouse is running away."

Before Cao Cao could finish his words, he was interrupted by Su Chen on the side who offered him some wine. Su Chen filled up the wine for him and himself.

Once it gets started, the first people to see the benefits will definitely be the wealthy gentry. If they taste the benefits, they will also benefit the people at the bottom.

After all, China's collective thoughts and useful things from each dynasty began to be brought over one after another.

The biggest threat nearby has been completely eradicated. As long as the family remains in chaos and saves for one or two generations, the Xia Kingdom will definitely enter an unprecedented prosperous age, which may not exceed that of the Tang Dynasty.

At the other table, Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhao Kuangyin, and even emperors such as Zhao Gou and Li Cunxu also came over, and it was obvious that Cao Cao's popularity among the emperors was actually very good.

He patted the table, gritted his teeth, and his eyes were about to burst into flames, "Back then, when Duke Xuande and Gu were still alive, all the barbarians had to be punished and the only punishment was to be beaten. Even the blue-eyed kid from Jiangdong could not do it. The mountains that can be conquered are so strong that they are so weak in the dynasty when the Sima family is unified!"

"Since we are not familiar with each other, why should Mr. Cao hesitate? It is enough that I am familiar with Mr. Cao. Why should I care about people I am not familiar with."

Su Chen knew that these emperors and princes were all concerned with saving face, so he smiled and said, "We are all members of the same family. Let us express your unhappiness and no one will make irresponsible remarks. After all, no one has a few troubles in their heart."

But it was a sign of prosperity, and Cao Cao was right.

His thoughts wandered for a while, Su Chen put down the wine bowl, sat down next to Cao Cao, pondered for a moment, and said in a low voice: "King Wei, you have something on your mind these past two days, and everyone is here. You might as well say it and let us help. You solve it.”

It took several generations of emperors' hard work and savings to forge a truly prosperous age.

The overall enthusiasm of society will be stimulated.

"Brother Meng De, is it because Sima usurped Wei?" Li Shimin saw that he didn't speak for a long time, so he simply exposed Cao Cao's worries directly.

This kind of concern was something Cao Cao had never experienced before.

He was angry at the despicable and despicable methods of the Sima family, and it was obvious that the consequences were widespread, otherwise the descendants of Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty would not have stayed away from their hometown and moved overseas.

Here, Cao Cao finally had a completely different smile on his face than before. Looking at Su Chen who was holding it up in front of him and sending it to the throne, he nodded happily.

"No, I think he looks like me!"

Liu Bei had no expression on his face. He came over and just raised his hand and knocked on the table, "Cao Mengde didn't hesitate at all back then. He drove Bei all the way to Jingzhou. How could he trouble you with something on his mind?"

It is still very early to reach the prosperous age. Just like the Tang Dynasty, the real prosperous age was not until the period of Emperor Ming of the Tang Dynasty.

After all, he really took care of Shanyue.

"I know... I read it in a book."

Cao Cao not only learned hot words, but also read books from later generations.

"The fault lies with the Sima family. If the king of a country is ignorant, he will be rotten to the core from top to bottom." Li Shimin expressed his opinion.

"Mr. Cao, you should know Wu Huan Hua below, right?"

"Father..." Cao Pi called in a low voice.

"Okay!" Zhu Yuanzhang was the first to call out, "He clearly loves and hates him, he looks so much like me!"

While he was talking, Su Chen also mentioned another reason for helping Cao Cao.

The surrounding emperors stopped talking and looked at Su Chen. Many emperors from the dynasties after Wei and Jin nodded.

"Of course I'm not familiar with it." Cao Cao was stunned for a moment.

Su Chen stood up, and his words were mixed with the sounds of horses neighing in the camp, the soldiers talking around the campfire, and the generals drinking and laughing in the imperial tent.

Immediately, Cao Cao poured out his troubles like fried beans. It turned out that he didn't care. The Sima family usurped the Wei Dynasty. After all, the iron-clad country and the flowing emperor would be snatched away sooner or later.

"Mr. Cao, am I familiar with Sima's family?"

He looked at the emperors of various dynasties who were looking at him with concern, and then his eyes fell on Su Chen.

"For example, in my Tang Dynasty, if the emperor can't do it... the three armies are really exhausted!" He glanced at Emperor Tang Ming. Li Longji immediately shrank his neck, buried his face in the bowl, and waved his chopsticks vigorously. Scratching the grains of rice in the bowl.

"Brother Meng De, you are drunk." Zhu Yuanzhang turned around from the other table and shouted to him.

Each emperor also expressed his views on the Sima family of the Jin Dynasty, and most of them scolded them harshly. Anyway, they didn't have to worry about historians recording their words and deeds.

Zhao Gou squeezed over and poked his head between Zhao Da and Zhao Er, "Chang Sheng, what are you going to do?"

"Then I have to ask Duke Cao and everyone else. But, Gaozong, when will you give Yue Wumu to me?"

"Wait, wait."

As soon as he mentioned Yue Fei, Zhao Gou's expression immediately changed, and he retracted his head in a snap.

A group of emperors, even Li Cunxu, who was on good terms with him, looked at him with contempt.

Cao Cao turned his head and continued what Su Chen had just said, "Ask Mr. Cao." He asked in a low voice, "Can you bring it here so that everyone can vent their anger?"

"If Mr. Cao is interested, and His Majesty has no objection, I will engrave all the emperors of the Sima family on it after I return!"

Hearing Su Chen's words, bloodthirsty eyes flashed in Zhao Kuangyin, Zhu Yuanzhang and Li Shimin's eyes.

Wuhu's chaos in China and Shenzhou's Lu Shen were both a deep shame for the emperors of subsequent dynasties.

Soon after, the sky gradually brightened, and the thick agarwood in the ancestral coffin carriage burned out. The army, which had rested for a night, regrouped, and Su Chen issued an order to continue the cleanup.

But this time there was no need for a large-scale battle. After the order was issued, only the Youyan Army marched eastward in a marching array, joined the Wuzhou Navy docked there, and then headed to the other three islands to complete the next mopping up strategy.

The Bingzhou Army, the Tang Army, and the Yizhou Army prepared to return to the coastline one after another, then board a ship and go directly to Tsushima Island, rest there for two days, and take their comrades who died in the battle back to Xia Kingdom.

It’s early morning on the sixth day of July.

Su Chen returned to Tsushima Island on the Emperor's treasure ship. On the vast wilderness outside the harbor, there were a dozen three-foot-high firewood stands.

In the wooden frames built layer by layer, there are layers of figures wearing armor, with weapons placed beside them, lying quietly inside, with their faces closed.

The array was solemn and quiet. Someone in front lit a torch and walked to the emperor's side.

On the treasure ship, Wu Zixun was weakly helped to the deck and looked at the scene in the distance. He had been in the army for many years. Although he had never been on the battlefield, he had experienced this scene countless times.

In his sight, Emperor Su Chen took the torch from Liu Sheng with a solemn expression, "I'm going over here, you guys, step aside!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Chen walked towards the firewood pile. The soldiers guarding there rushed to meet him, but Su Chen waved them back.

In the blue sky, the east shines with golden light.

In the field, in front of the tall wooden frame, Su Chen held a torch and walked slowly around the firewood piles, walking step by step, looking at the corpses lying on top. Returning to the first pyre, Su Chen closed his eyes and was silent for a moment. When he opened them again, he moved the swaying torch in his hand downwards and lit it on the firewood that had been soaked with kerosene.

In an instant, the flames traced a long path, extending to the pyre. The flames burst into flames, and then spread, igniting a huge pillar of fire in this golden morning.

Then, Su Chen walked to the next one...

"For my brother..." Dian Wei pursed his lips, and then raised his voice, his words echoed across the field: "...Send off!!"

Bang!
Bang bang bang bang... The weapons hit the ground together, making a neat sound.

In the early morning sunshine, many eyes of the three armed forces looked at the burning fire, sending the familiar or unfamiliar comrades on their last journey.

After a long time, it was already noon, and the fire gradually extinguished. The soldiers guarding the fire waited for a while before they began to collect the ashes and take them back to their hometown of Xia for burial.

"Take the brothers home together——"

Su Chen clenched his fists on horseback and shouted, his voice echoing in the sky for a long time.

"go home!"

Countless voices mixed together and rushed into the blue sky.

On the eighth day of July, ships left Tsushima one after another and returned to Linjun in the Central Plains according to the route they came from. In the sea breeze, Su Chen stood at the highest point of the ship building, looking at the island that was getting further away.

"It's a pity that I didn't have the chance to see the emperor of the Japanese. I don't know if he is the so-called man of destiny, but the great sage said that the man of destiny is in the west... Next, we should take precautions."

As the waves swept across, Su Chen turned around, looked to the west again, and slowly raised his hands. It wouldn't be long before he could return to the Central Plains, and then back to the north.

Thinking of being able to reunite with his family, Su Chen had a smile on his face.

Ha ha.

"No matter what destiny he has, just bury him if he dares to come!"

On the treasure ship, Zhou Yu held a sword in his hand, walked on the deck, and shouted to the surrounding navy soldiers: "Although the Japanese pirates are destroyed, we must not slack off, and we must always be prepared to fight——"

"Yes!"

The surrounding navy soldiers followed and shouted seriously.

The big ship rode the wind and waves and continued sailing. It was surrounded by densely packed ships. Looking at this sea area, the Xia Navy was already a behemoth.

At the same time, on Sanliang Island, a lone boat parked on a deserted beach, and two pairs of footprints spread messily into the depths of the island.

The sea breeze blows in the woods and fields by the sea.

The ground in the forest was difficult to walk on, and the terrain was dim and difficult to distinguish. There were rustling sounds all around, with groans that were half painful and half sobbing. The smell of blood spread faintly. Someone slipped and fell down.

"Emperor Omikado, don't stop!"

The speaking voice was also weak. In the darkness, the speaking figure came back and stepped forward to help the fallen person up.

The words continued: "The soldiers and horses of the Xia Kingdom may still come after you, but the other daimyo should be dead. There are still some Japanese here. From now on, Kotaro will ride for your majesty!"

These short words belonged to Fuma Kotaro who did not appear on the battlefield. After Takeda Shingen's defeat, he already understood in his heart that these famous names who used to dominate one side were nothing in front of the real overlord of the other side.

The things I learned have been used by others.

This battle cannot be won no matter what.

He thought of a way to hide, not wanting to die like Sasuke Sarutobi and Hanzo Hattori.

Unfortunately, the meteorite fell that day, and even though he was hiding in the mountain, he was also affected by the terrifying air wave, and he was almost buried in the collapsed cave.

Perhaps the opportunity came for him, Fuma Kotaro. Not long after he escaped from trouble, he met the confused and beggar-like Emperor Omikado. He heard that the castle castle was destroyed and all the great names were dead.

Before the soldiers and horses of the Xia Kingdom swept over, they immediately took the emperor and fled here.

"There are tens of thousands of Japanese people here. Your Majesty, don't be afraid. I will gather them all and rebuild the city..."

Fuma Kotaro held the tree trunk with one hand and supported Emperor Omikado with the other, looking at the edge of the forest and speaking in a relaxed tone.

However, as soon as he was halfway through speaking, the beautiful picture he constructed in his mind came to an abrupt end.

He only felt a sharp pain in his lower back, and then felt something flowing out of his body.

Fuma Kotaro looked down and saw a short knife stuck in his waist.

Extending along the hand holding the handle of the sword, there was the always trembling Emperor Omikado, "Your Majesty... why are you..."

Behind him, Emperor Omikado had red eyes and clenched his teeth. Although he was not tall, he did not have the aura that an emperor should have.

But the ferociousness displayed at this moment is not inferior to that of any warrior on the battlefield.

"You all deserve to die... The people on this island used to be... carefree... go out to sea to fish... pick fruits in the forest, fall in love with the woman they like... how good their life is... but It’s you who are here...let us learn...let us listen to you..."

Emperor Omikado took off the crown on his head, threw it to the ground, and smiled unabashedly.

"I'll just listen to you...you let me marry the woman of my dreams...but why did you kill her and my Ah Qing!!"

The hysterical cry of "Aqing" came out. Emperor Omikado held the handle of the sword and roared "Ah!" after shouting his name.

He grasped the handle of the knife tightly and stabbed forward again!
"Uh uh uh……"

The exposed half of the blade was completely inserted into Fuma Kotaro's lower back. His eyes widened and he looked at Emperor Omikado with a distorted expression. He still didn't understand how this coward had the courage to kill someone. .

It's a pity. I originally thought that I could replace those heroes and become a famous name, but I still failed in the end.

The thought flashed past.

The short knife inserted into his body was suddenly pulled out, and then inserted again. Fuma Kotaro finally lost his balance and slowly crouched down against the tree trunk, then fell sideways to the ground. He half-opened his eyes and gradually became motionless.

woohoo...

Emperor Omikado looked at the dead Japanese assassin, sat down on the ground and breathed heavily. After a while, he got up and staggered out of the forest.

The sound of waves washes over the beach.

Hearing such a familiar voice made him feel like he was back to the time when he had not yet done anything for His Majesty.

As if his eyes were dazzled, he vaguely saw Ah Qing's figure, running barefoot across the beach.

"Aqing..."

Emperor Omikado let out a low cry and chased after him with a joyful expression. He took off his heavy robe while running, and chased A Qing's figure until he ran into the sea.

The sky was slightly tilted, and there was no one on the sea. Only a soaked embroidered robe was left floating in the waves.

……

In the midsummer of the seventh year of Yuanxing, news of the expedition to the Japanese Islands in the East China Sea spread one after another during the expedition.

But there are rumors everywhere. After all, the outside world rarely knows the real news.

Military matters have always been kept secret, and even well-informed businessmen have difficulty catching real-time information.

However, on this day in mid-July, the news finally spread explosively.

First, it shocked the villages and towns around Linjun, and then it reached Luyang in the Central Plains at a terrifying speed.

The whole city was shocked.

After several battles, the Japanese were destroyed, leaving no trace of the entire clan.

"That's hundreds of thousands of people..."

Thinking of this terrifying figure, everyone from nobles to peddlers shuddered.

(End of this chapter)