The short video shows the ancient times, and the emperors cried with envy!

Chapter 534: A tree of integrity in the snow! The sword comes to correct the three views! An Lushan: You are right!

The criticism of Xiao Rizi has been going on for a long time, and the audience of Zhu Tian has given high praise to this nation——

The best way to deal with this disgusting group of people is to humanely destroy them and forever nail them to the pillar of shame in history.

However, the emperors and generals of the heavens all understood that even if they destroyed the small Japan in their time and space, it would have no effect on the Japan in the sky.

but--

"Useless? How can it be useless! I put those Japanese people in China to mine. After a few decades, they are Chinese people. There is no such nation anymore!"

Li Shimin touched his chin, and he remembered that the previous inventory mentioned that the Japanese psychic had countless mountains of gold and silver.

If we can obtain these minerals, we will definitely be able to solve the problem of silver scarcity in China.

Thinking about it this way, Japan must be destroyed!

……

As the voice-over gave the final verdict on Japan's discharge of nuclear wastewater, the video went black again.

[A song of a fierce sword in the snow, the rivers and lakes are like the lines on the palm of your hand. ]

[In the Liyang Dynasty, the Northern Liang prince Xu Fengnian has been traveling around the martial arts world for three years, attracting worldwide attention. Along the way, many masters have followed him. Countless people in the royal family, the martial arts world, and the government want him dead! ]

[It is said that the ruler is the ruler and the subject is the subject. However, the King of Beiliang has 300,000 Beiliang cavalry and has not paid homage to the emperor for many years. Therefore, the safety of the next generation of Beiliang is of concern to many people.]

Accompanied by magnificent music, a handsome and feminine man appeared on the screen.

Even the muddy beggar's clothes could not hide his beautiful face. Of course, if there was no old servant with yellow teeth and ugly appearance beside him, there might not be such an obvious contrast.

So, any beauty is created by contrast. At this moment, the two of them were squatting in the farmer's vegetable garden, stealing the other person's sweet potatoes in a clumsy manner.

But before he knew it, he was discovered by a farmer, and a chase ensued.

[“Master, the wind is strong, hurry up!”]

Old Huang was disloyal and ran away. Xu Fengnian almost didn't react. He was so angry that he shouted:
[“Old Huang! Slow down! I’ll ask my dad to sell you out when we get back!”]

……

Looking at the chase above the sky, a trace of reminiscence flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes. Once upon a time, he served as a hostage in Zhao State, and followed his father's footsteps all the way to Daqin.

The hardships along the way are beyond the reach of others, but they were the happiest time of his life.

Because at that time, my mother was kind and amiable, and my father-in-law had not yet become greedy.

So his eyes unconsciously turned to Fusu. Should he also send him to the people for a thorough training?
During the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang also patted his head and said:

"It seems that the King of Beiliang knows the sufferings of the people! He is courageous enough to send his son to the people to gain experience!"

Even if it were him, he would not be willing to let Zhu Biao take risks among the common people.

Empress Ma, who was standing by, heard his hidden meaning and looked at Zhu Yuanzhang warily and said:
"Zhongba, what are you planning? I tell you, Biaoer must not be like Xu Fengnian. Look at him, he can't even get food to eat, how pitiful..."

Before Empress Ma finished her words, the camera on the sky curtain turned, and Xu Fengnian completed his three-year training and was taken back to Beiliang.

[“Prince, I miss you so much!”]

Chu Lushan came to Xu Fengnian with his big fat belly, presented him with pearls and jade, and changed him into a brocade robe.

[The prosperity and splendor of Beiliang comes from the artifacts, cattle and sheep of Beimang, as well as beauties from all over the world, including, of course, the evil Beiliang prince Xu Fengnian.]

[As soon as he returned to the city, Xu Fengnian returned to his true nature. Not only did he chase after his father, the Northern Liang King Xu Xiao, and even took his maids to visit brothels, just like a dandy boy.]

This change stunned the audience outside the sky. Da Song, Zhao Zhen and the officials below looked at each other, speechless.

"Humph! He is indeed the son of a martial arts warlord. I thought this Xu Fengnian had some connections, but I didn't expect him to be just the same!"

Wen Yanbo spoke directly and sarcastically.

Bao Zheng on the other side also had a dark frown on his face. He had already put himself in the shoes of the people of Beiliang. How miserable would their future be if they met such a prince?

During the Tianbao period of the Tang Dynasty, Li Longji, who was already in his fifties, never took his eyes off the big-bellied, fawning Chu Lushan, thinking in his heart:

"An Lushan, Chu Lushan, is this really a coincidence?"

[As the Prince of Beiliang rode back to the city, undercurrents emerged one after another, and a steady stream of characters appeared, each with their own infinite calculations behind them.]

[Xu Fengnian is a spoiled child, but he is also a wise man with foresight. He can see his own problems clearly and knows that his future path will be full of thorns.]

【However, he never thought that the change would come so quickly. 】

[He said he wanted to learn swordplay, so Xu Xiao found him a master, and then Lao Huang left. He couldn't figure out the cause and effect relationship between the two.]

[“Master, there are some things that you don’t need to understand, but there are some things that you must do! There are several swords of mine in Wudi City, I need to get them back!”]

[“Then you won’t come back?” Xu Fengnian did not try to persuade him to stay. Once he left Wudi City, he would die. ]

[“I will come back if I can. I still miss the young master’s rice wine and the life and death we shared for six thousand miles.” Old Huang showed his yellow teeth and then set off on the road to death. ]

So half a month later, Jian Jiuhuang fought Wang Xianzhi on the city wall and used a move called "Six Thousand Miles". The sky and the earth opened up and there were sword lights for thousands of miles. This time, he did not "shout in the wind".

……

"What a great sword nine yellow! What a great move of six thousand miles!"

Early Tang Dynasty, in Chang'an City.

Inside an ordinary tavern, the young swordsman looked up at the sky, gazing at the miraculous sword technique, and murmured to himself.

Then, as if possessed by a demon, he drew out his sword and waved it in the air, as if there was also a Martial Emperor City Lord in front of him.

"Hey! Pei Hong! You haven't paid for the wine yet!"

The stall owners around him made good-natured jokes as they watched the young man perform swordplay.

"Hmph! Once I understand this sword, I will definitely become the strongest swordsman in the Tang Dynasty!"

Pei Hong's face flushed, and he continued to talk relentlessly.

On the other side, Daqin.

As the swordsmanship teacher of Emperor Qin Shi Huang and Prince Fusu, Mr. Gai Nie, who was later revered as the Sword Saint, did not appreciate the "Six Thousand Miles" move that Jian Jiuhuang had developed with his life.

Instead, he poured a glass of wine and spilled it on the ground, commemorating the swordsman he had never met from afar.

"Jian Jiuhuang, sacrificed his life for his cause, he deserves the title of swordsman!"

Compared to the people in the underworld, many audiences in the temple are more concerned about another thing.

"I'm afraid this kind of power is no less than those missiles in the future time and space, right?"

Qin Qiong murmured and looked at the generals beside him. Even the usually brave Yuchi Gong and Cheng Yaojin were silent.

The Wude Hall of the Tang Dynasty fell into a strange silence.

(End of this chapter)