With magical powers, I can quietly meditate on sutras for hundreds of years and become an immortal.

Chapter 87 Accident
  "Great victory, great victory!"

"Our army destroyed Jinling, the capital of the Nanyan puppet dynasty, and the puppet emperor Murong Lue committed suicide to thank his country."

"The restoration of the old southern land is just around the corner."

"Great victory, great victory."

Accompanied by the sound of horse hooves.

The hoarse shouts of the good news resounded inside and outside the capital.

Ordinary people don't know exactly what happened.

However, they were still moved by this and had tears in their eyes.

He was a wanderer who had been away from his motherland for eighteen years.

Now, finally home.

Is there any reason not to be happy about it?

What reason is there not to celebrate it?
  So ever.

The wine shops in the capital were full today.

Regardless of their status, everyone has to come and get a bottle of wine.

To accompany this grand event, get drunk before resting.

Li Zhen only heard the news when he came out of Ningxiang Tower.

I was shocked at first, but soon calmed down.

Nan Yan could not withstand the attack of Zhou Dynasty. Wasn't this something that was expected?
  It's just that the speed is faster than expected.

Originally, I thought, no matter how unbearable Nan Yan was.

How can I persist for a year and a half?

Who would have thought that he could not help but fight so hard.

But when I think about the assassination in Xiangyang City, I feel relieved.

Knowing that the army was unable to resist, the last hope was ruthlessly shattered by Zhao Shenyue.

If it were him, he wouldn't play anymore.

However, when did Zhao Shenyue come down from the mountain?

The promised retreat!

Even he was on guard against the trust he had promised!
  I complained in my heart for a while, then put these things behind me.

Nan Yan's destruction is a foregone conclusion, whether he pays attention to it or not.

In this case, it would be better to reflect on the skills of these talented people.

I have to say, it is getting longer and longer.

Especially after the destruction of Goryeo, the capital became more exotic.

In addition, in the past year or so, everyone has come from the Western Regions.

There is nothing else to talk about in Beijing now.

His achievements in art are absolutely brilliant and worthy of recognition.

It is worth mentioning that.

The biggest contributor to this collision of artistic and cultural exchanges is none other than others.

It was the Hu merchant from the Western Regions who sent Zhao Ping back to the capital from the Western Regions.

At the same time, he is also Maimaiti, Li Zhen’s old friend.

That was all he could say.

Fate is all fate.

Jinling was captured and Emperor Yan died.

Nan Yan has already declared bankruptcy.

In the remaining places, the Zhou army received almost no decent resistance, depending on the propaganda.

There are places where the sons of wealthy families act as the lords of a city.

Because they had done too many evil things in the past, they also heard that Dazhou treated them harshly.

Then he thought about holding on to the city and resisting tenaciously to the end.

But often before they could organize people, they were killed by the people who surged up and opened the door to welcome Master Wang into the city.

In a sense, the people of Nanyan have been suffering from wealthy families for a long time!
  Such a result is not surprising.

However, although Nanyan's old land has been completely recovered.

But how to manage it is a mess.

In the past eighteen years, the rich and powerful families have made excessive demands and preyed on the common people.

It's definitely not possible to let them go.

But cutting it all off at once is a bit wasteful.

After much thought, Zhao Qing decided to recycle waste.

Migration.

Move all these wealthy families to the north.

Where in the north?
  At the foot of Lishan Mountain, go build her imperial mausoleum.

Yes, Zhao Qing decided to build an imperial mausoleum for herself.

Although she is still not old.

In addition, he has practiced martial arts, and with the help of Zhao Shenyue, he is expected to become a grandmaster in the future.

But as an emperor, it is normal to build an imperial mausoleum for yourself while you are still alive.

Anyway, the world has been peaceful, and her achievements cannot be said to exceed those of the founding ancestors of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

But in any case, they are equally matched.

What’s wrong with building an imperial tomb?
  Not only did she want to cultivate, she also wanted to cultivate to an unparalleled level.

In this way, her first and second achievements can be clearly demonstrated. Regarding her decision, although some officials felt that it was a waste of people and money.

However, at this time, no one dared to mention it.

I had to deal with this matter quickly.

After all these aristocratic families are relocated, the whole of Nanyan will be sorted out a lot.

But it will take some time to completely sort it out.

Therefore, even though the officials left behind in the capital pressed hard.

Zhao Qing is still sitting in Jinling and has no thoughts of going back for the time being.

It’s December in a blink of an eye.

The capital has calmed down from the joy.

Xianming Mountain is still safe.

Recently, however, the incense in the Taoist temples on the mountain has become a bit more prosperous.

I heard that it was all when Murong Lue wreaked havoc on the capital.

The people who survived hiding in Xianming Mountain and relying on the help of Taoist temples came up to fulfill their wishes.

Some also appeared near Chuixiang Tower.

Li Zhen didn't pay attention and let nature block him back.

Recently, he was a little stimulated by Zhao Shenyue's sword killing of Tuoba Han.

It is rare that he has worked hard on his own martial arts.

I finally broke through the fourth level of the Immortality Secret a few days ago.

Flesh is transformed and bones are regenerated.

Every day I feel itchy in my body, as if I want to look like myself again.

I wonder if Zhao Shenyue was like this when his cultivation reached this point.

But she didn't come back, so there was no chance to ask.

The strange feeling makes others a little bit unable to sit still.

I picked up the Tai Chi practice that I had put down for a long time.

When I'm bored, I ride Erqing around in the mountains.

It was a pity that he never encountered the raptor that injured him again.

Otherwise, Li Zhen must try what it is like to boil an eagle.

During this time, Fang Yuming became busier and busier.

He often came to Zhao Ping halfway through his lectures and had to leave.

Now, it was really an official from the imperial court's Ministry of Etiquette who wanted to ask him for advice.

Dazhou has been peaceful for too long.

Hundreds of years before Zhao Qing, there was no grand record of destroying a country.

This generation has never organized such a celebration ceremony.

I have no choice but to ask this old man to come out and give me some advice.

Fortunately, Zhao Qing is not in a hurry to come back now, and they have enough time to prepare.

In this way, Zhao Pingle, who was handed over to Li Zhen by Fang Yuming, blossomed.

Although winter is much colder than other seasons.

But there is far more fun in winter than at other times.

With the already fat Sanhua, they chased and played in the snow.

When he was tired from playing, he would sit next to the stove and warm his wet clothes.

Then he asked Li Zhen expectantly:

"Taoist, Taoist, when can I learn martial arts!"

At this time, he would reply perfunctorily:

"Soon, soon."

Zhao Ping's eyes often dimmed.

But after a while, he ran to study with high morale.

He muttered in his mouth that he must make Master Fang agree.

In this way, the Taoist priest can begged to let him learn martial arts.

Although I was a little touched by the passion for martial arts that seemed to be in this boy forever.

But Li Zhen knew that as long as Fang Yuming lived for one day, he would definitely not let him practice martial arts.

The old man was stubborn, but it ruined his reputation.

Unexpectedly, the first time the majestic Grandmaster Li broke an appointment was with a seven-year-old child.

Ugh.
  Li Zhen was also very troubled.

In February of the nineteenth year of Tianshou.

Zhao Qing returns to Beijing.

Officials from all over the capital traveled nineteen miles out of the city to greet him.

Ritual music was played, grand and majestic.

Offer captives to the Ancestral Temple and offer sacrifices to heaven.

When all the ceremonies were over, the Empress of Zhou, who was tired from the journey, was ready to return to the palace to rest.

Something unexpected happened to countless people.

Fang Yuming signed dozens of Confucian scholars and several ministers who were staying at home.

On this occasion of universal celebration, please establish a crown prince!
  (End of this chapter)