People are in the heavens, starting as Li Xingyun

Chapter 213 Cao Zhengchun, capture this person for me!

It has been more than 300 years since the founding of the Dayu Dynasty by the first Emperor Yu.

As mentioned before, there is no dynasty in this world that lasts forever. No matter how strong it was at the beginning, and how many emperors were born who were talented and worked hard to govern, as long as there is a faint emperor during the period, it is very likely that the entire dynasty will be destroyed. weaken, and even perish.

Fortunately, the Yu Dynasty has the existence of the Master. This invincible heavenly being who resides in the human world is completely a dimensionality-reducing existence for today's Jiuzhou Continent. As long as he supports Dayu for one day, no matter how big the crisis is, he will not be able to survive. Can cut off.

But...that's all.

Since the death of the first Emperor Yu, Master's attitude towards Dayu has been very subtle.

It seems that as long as it exists, it has nothing to do with him as to how it works, whether it works well or not.

This feeling is as if everything in this world is no heavier than a grain of dust to Master, and he only stays here for some unknown purpose, and then finds an auditorium with the highest position and the best view, and sits down Just look at the changes in the sea.

For this reason, the Dayu Dynasty has become increasingly disgraceful in recent decades. It is like a machine that has been running for a long time but has not been maintained. Although it can still barely maintain it, it has gradually become rotten and dull inside.

Not only were there frequent party disputes, but the officials of the imperial court and various aristocratic families fought against each other in order to fight for power and gain. They were almost incompatible with each other, and they resorted to cruel and cruel methods.

Even if there is news of a foreign invasion recently, it does not affect this group of insects to fight to the death. They even use this to make a fuss and start to carry out their own plans.

The person who submitted the memorial was an official, who believed that this matter had a great impact. The Jianghu forces in Chang'an City were too rampant and regarded the majesty of the Tianjia as nothing, so they must be curbed. He hoped that the emperor could ask the Master to take action to wipe out these Jianghu warriors who violated the prohibition with force. Give Chang'an City peace.

Seeing this, the old eunuch who was serving him hurriedly stepped forward, put a fox fur cloak on Yang Shuo, and asked softly: "Your Majesty, it's late at night and the weather is still cold. It's time to rest!"

At this moment, a gust of cold wind blew in his face, and Yang Shuo couldn't help but lower his head and sneeze.

Countless emperors died of fatigue in history, so after hearing the old eunuch's consolation, Yang Shuo, who had always cherished his life, put down the memorial and got up to rest in the bedroom of a concubine in the harem.

But just because the cold and heat don't invade you doesn't mean you won't get sick.

Jiuzhou Continent has always been martial, even the emperor is no exception.

After reading this memorial, the emperor felt speechless for a while, especially after the word "Master" was swept across, he felt upset for a while, pinched his eyebrows, and sighed tiredly.

Although Yang Shuo's martial arts qualifications are mediocre, he has been forced to practice martial arts hard for several years since he was a child. Coupled with the supply of a large amount of resources, now at the age of thirty-three, he has reached the fifth level of cultivation and his internal energy circulates autonomously. , has reached the state of being immune to cold and heat.

Such actions made the already chaotic situation even more corrupt. Even with loyal ministers and righteous men like Zhuge Shenhou, it was difficult to reverse the situation...

After reviewing one memorial and putting it aside, the emperor raised his hand and picked up another memorial in front of the case. He opened it and saw that it was about the great master battle that broke out in Chang'an, the imperial capital a few days ago.

In the huge Tai Chi Hall, the current Emperor of Dayu, Emperor Mingde, Yang Shuo, was wearing only ordinary clothes. He was leaning in front of the imperial desk, reading the memorials in front of him from time to time, sometimes thinking deeply, sometimes frowning, and occasionally picking up the ink pen to review a few lines.

It can be seen that although this emperor is not stupid, he is definitely not competent. Otherwise, he would never just sneeze and put the batch of memorials to the next day.

"Your Majesty, do you want to turn over the cards tonight?"

The old eunuch helped Yang Shuo out of the door and asked cautiously. Yang Shuo thought for a moment after hearing this, then waved his hand casually and said: "No need, I'm tired tonight, so I can go directly to the queen's place to rest."

The old eunuch bowed his head to accept the order, and then called for the sedan chair, and Yang Shuo yawned and sat on it. Then, surrounded by a group of eunuchs, palace maids, and master guards, he headed towards the Weiyang Palace where the queen lived.

Four tall and thin eunuchs, all of whom were in the fourth level of cultivation, were walking in front carrying lanterns.

Different from the splendor during the day, at night, this deep palace is as quiet as a ghost. However, the distance between the palaces is huge. It often takes less than half an hour to go back and forth. Walking in it, I feel chilled for no reason. .

"Who is it? Dare to stop Yu Jia?"

I don't know how much time passed, but Yang Shuo, who was taking a nap with his eyes closed, heard the sharp voice of the old eunuch. He was startled and suddenly opened his eyes and looked forward.

On the long palace road, a figure slowly approached.

The starlight shone, but it seemed that the appearance of the person could not be revealed. Only a dark shadow could be seen extending infinitely, shooting straight towards Yang Shuo and others like a sharp arrow.

"The design of this palace is really grand, but it was so blind that I took a long detour... Oh! The one sitting in the sedan in front, are you the current emperor of the Dayu court?"

Shen Suixin said loudly, without any consciousness of breaking into the palace at night.

A full half month has passed since the battle with Guan Qi in the six-minute hall, and many things have developed in an orderly manner according to the original plan.

Just yesterday, after the last group of bad guys sneaked into Chang'an City under the cover of Jinfeng Xiaoyu Tower, Shen Suixin finally decided to start the second phase of the plan.

Now, the reason why Shen Suixin broke into the palace at night was to have a "heart-to-heart talk" with Yang Shuo and make the Dayu Emperor his own.

It stands to reason that there are countless masters hidden in the Dayu Palace, many of whom are at the master level. Even Shen Suixin would find it difficult to sneak in easily without alerting everyone.

Fortunately, the problem was not that big. With the National Preceptor Qi Tianchen, a second-year-old boy, as an internal response, his journey was almost smooth, and it was no different from strolling through his own back garden.

Even if he occasionally met some palace servants on duty, Shen Suixin could easily avoid their detection, so he went all the way deep into the palace and almost visited the entire harem.

Not long ago, he had just come out of the imperial concubine's bedroom, but he still didn't see his target. He was about to try again in the queen's bedroom, but he didn't expect to be bumped into him halfway.

He was walking in a sedan chair in the palace in the middle of the night, cheering in front of him and crowding behind him, and he was still a man. Who else could he be if he wasn't the Emperor of Dayu?

Thinking of this, the corners of Shen Suixin's mouth slightly raised under his mask, and he couldn't help but speed up his steps. He even imitated Gangzi's teleportation effect, which looked particularly weird against the backdrop of the night.

Is this guy a human or a ghost?

Seeing the red mask on the visitor's face and the strange way of moving, Yang Shuo's heart trembled.

Soon, he seemed to have thought of some not-so-good memories, and the expression on his face was both shocked and angry. He quickly patted the armrest of the sedan chair and shouted in a deep voice to the old eunuch guarding the front:

"Cao Zhengchun, capture this person for me! No matter life or death!"

(End of this chapter)