Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 20 The changing situation: Letter from afar

"Xiao! Qing! Wang!"

Song Moping gritted his teeth and spit out three words.

Reciting this name, he seemed to be filled with great hatred, so much so that the veins on his forehead protruded, his eyeballs were bloodshot, and even the wounds drew blood.

Wu Meng looked stunned.

This was a name he had never thought of at all.

"Your right arm was cut off by King Xiao Qing?"

Song Moping took a few deep breaths and his mood gradually stabilized.

This is where we start from the beginning.

The development of things was far more bizarre and sudden than Wu Meng imagined.

Three days ago, Xiao Minghuang and his two men were stationed on the mountainside with the elite of the royal family. Suddenly, they saw the clouds and mist that had surrounded the mountain top for several years drifting away.

At the same time, a large number of people from all walks of life launched an attack on the elite of the imperial court.

In the midst of the chaos, the two of them left the camp and headed towards the top of the mountain.

Unexpectedly, not long after they left, they saw a body rolling down the hillside.

Taking a closer look, the two of them were scared to death.

The person coming is the real dragon of the day, His Majesty the Emperor, a master of the heavenly realm!

Before they could recover, the disheveled Taifu also rushed out. He was covered in wounds and was fighting with several other heavenly masters.

In panic, Song Moping and Xiao Minghuang separated.

After that, he met King Xiao Qing while running for his life.

The prince who had praised Song Moping so much in the past seemed to be a different person, and he took action without thinking.

In a hurry, Song Moping's right arm was cut off, and he tried his best to escape with his life.

Then he ran away all the way until he fell into Daocang Pavilion.

After listening to Song Moping's story, Wu Meng was so shocked that he was speechless for a while.

After a long while, he asked: "What about the immortal treasure? Have you ever seen any immortal treasure?"

Song Moping lowered his eyes and shook his head.

"When the two heavenly realms are fighting each other, and when King Xiao Qing appears, if there is anything unusual, think about it carefully."

"No..." Song Moping said, "Maybe I didn't pay attention either."

Wu Meng's expression was solemn: "Regardless of whether they are competing for the immortal treasure or not, the emperor of the current dynasty was killed in Jiang Xiushan. This matter is no small matter!"

"The Tutor may be gone too..." Song Moping said suddenly.

"what!"

"When I saw him, I could feel the decline of his energy and blood, and he was already in a state of recovery."

"..."

Wu Meng was silent for a long time: "The sky is going to change."

'In the battle of Jiang Xiushan, the late emperor and the Taifu fought against the evil spirits and died from exhaustion. With the full assistance of heavenly masters from various sects, they finally succeeded in preventing the evil spirits from appearing in the world and causing harm to the people. ’

The next month, the eldest prince hurriedly ascended the throne and announced to the world.

In the same month, King Xiao Qing raised troops in the east. Under the banner of "eliminating the dark and supporting the bright", he quickly occupied the three provinces and directed his troops towards the capital.

The situation changed faster than everyone expected.

Over the past month, the news has changed almost every day.

At first everyone was panicked, but later they became numb.

Xiao Minghuang Jueshan Mansion.

Snapped!

The second prince slapped the stone table into pieces with a heavy palm.

"My father's death has not yet passed, and the siblings are already fighting to death. How impatient are they for the Dragon Throne?"

Song Moping found a beam and leaned on it silently.

Wu Meng was also silent.

He twirled the teacup.

For some reason, a strange fragrance seems to be drifting faintly from the direction of Song Moping.

This aroma is so special that even with his current ability to analyze medicinal properties, he can't figure it out at all.

Xiao Minghuang complained a few more times, and then Wu Meng came back to his senses.

Xiao Minghuang was angry. The fact that the late emperor died in an unclear manner was just one of the reasons. The key was that King Qing had used his tiger skin as a banner to "eliminate darkness and embrace light".

That's right.

It is implicitly referring to the eldest prince, and Ming is naturally the second prince.

The thief Prince Xiao Qing leaked the identity of Ming Huangxian without any consultation, and promoted the second prince's character as the Ming King of the world. Not only that, he also threw out the Jiang Xiushan conspiracy theory.

From the perspective of an eyewitness, it tells the story of a conspiracy to fight for the throne and trap and kill the late emperor.

The content of this version was completely different from the announcement that had just been issued. It was extremely explosive and attracted the attention of the entire world.

Of course, the most speechless thing is that Wu Mengzhen can't figure out which version is closer to the truth.

After all, Xiao Minghuang and his two brothers witnessed the battle between the various sects in the Heaven Realm and the Grand Tutor.

It is not unreasonable to further infer that the late emperor died at their hands.

However, these people were all mute at this moment, pushing the situation into a confusing situation.

The dullness in the mansion was quickly broken.

The boy hurriedly and fearfully handed over a letter.

Xiao Minghuang finished reading it, his face uncertain.

"Where is the eldest prince from?" Wu Meng saw the clues.

Xiao Minghuang handed over the letter.

It is indeed the signature of today's Owl Emperor.

The letter was sincere and heartfelt, requesting Xiao Minghuang to return to Beijing to assist and jointly manage the chaos.

Judging from the letters alone, it seems that the Owl Emperor knew his second brother quite well and was not suspicious of King Qing for pulling the skin of a tiger.

Wu Meng frowned tightly.

Under the current situation, this letter may be like a rain of sweet rain, soothing the anxious heart of the second prince.

Comfort at this time may not be a good thing.

"What are your plans?" Wu Meng asked.

"I want to go back to Beijing."

Wu Meng pursed her lips subconsciously: "I have only met the eldest prince a few times, but according to my observation, he is not a broad-minded person. He is good at acting and scheming, but he only shows up on the surface..."

It is treason to speak openly about the current emperor.

If it weren't for Xiao Minghuang standing in front of him, Wu Meng would definitely turn around and leave.

"Brother Huang has always been gentle and gentle..." Xiao Minghuang subconsciously wanted to argue, but stopped mid-sentence.

His throat rolled: "Wu Mengqian's vision is never wrong, but my father left suddenly. I dream about him every night, and I always feel that he is telling me something..."

"I can't ignore this situation..."

"Where is your dream of being a knight-errant? Have you done enough in the past few years?" Wu Meng did not give in at all.

"Don't you want five more years? Five years. I will only stay in court for five years before I leave. I will never regret it! I have been waiting for you for five years, can you also wait for me for five years?"

"..." Wu Meng opened his mouth and was speechless for a moment.

He turned to look at Song Moping: "What about you?"

Song Mo Ping's originally lowered head suddenly raised.

He grinned evilly and said in a hoarse voice, "Of course I want to go!"

"That's okay..."

Wu Meng raised his head and looked at the sky: "You haven't avenged your revenge yet, so save your life."

Wu Meng gave the disguise technique and the remaining elixir to the two of them.

The three of them said goodbye.

Just like when I went down the mountain that day, I walked calmly and silently.

"Go down the mountain and find a quiet place. Let's settle down for a few years. I can't stay here no matter what!"

After Wu Meng finished explaining to the old housekeeper, he returned to Daocang Pavilion.

In the next seven days, he prepared all the medicinal materials stored in the pavilion into elixirs, and then transformed them into pills through the alchemy technique.

Fortunately, I managed to collect enough money by accident a few days ago, so I no longer have to take risks to sell medicine.

After packing everything, Wu Meng sat under the maple tree and slowly admired this first home since time travel.

This sitting lasted all night.

The next morning.

Heavy snowflakes fell one after another.

It fell on the dead branches, fell on the edge of the stone table, and floated into the eaves, in front of the door, and in the pond and medicine garden.

However, no one stopped to admire it with a cup in hand.

　There was a delay tonight

　　

　

(End of this chapter)