Wife Hua

Chapter 290 The Emperor's Ambition

Red light? !
Mu Hua almost couldn't hold the sword in his hand, and Liu Sanlang was surrounded by purple flames, which can also be explained. After all, the ancestors of the royal family once performed miracles among thousands of troops. This rumor has been widely spread and is still being praised today.

Every time the royal family worships their ancestors, all the children of the royal family will kowtow to the sword hanging in the Taimiao, expecting to be honored by their ancestors.

Liu Sanlang is the son of King Wei, who can shine with purple light and is protected by the emperor.

She has nothing to do with the royal family, why is she so angry?
No, it's red light!
Could it be that the sword in her hand is different.

"Don't stop, keep dancing the sword." Liu Sanlang saw that Mu Hua was distracted, and his sword moves became sharper, and the moves went straight to Mu Hua's vitals.

Mu Hua's body instinctively resisted, fought back, and left her "burning" weirdness behind. Rushing to the point, Mu Hua's sword moves were almost fatal.

Ding Ding Dang Dang, the bigger the two became, the more fierce they became, the more they fought, the more angry they became, the needle pointed at the wheat awn, refusing to give an inch.

And the purple light and red light on their bodies spread vigorously like their respective masters, as if they were also colliding and confronting each other.

At this time, in the hall, except for the queen mother and the emperor who were still standing, the rest... all knelt down.

How can the holy ancestor not kneel? !

Fanbang envoys also knelt down and worshiped. This kind of rare scene in a thousand years, the scene of the holy ancestor's appearance, was enough for them to go back and brag about it for a lifetime.

At the same time, the ambitious foreigners are a little bit worried. They are not able to fight against the nation favored by God and the descendants blessed by their ancestors.

Jiamin County Lord's fingernails were snapped off by herself, and blood flowed from her fingertips. She didn't understand how it made Mu Hua shine?
It was obviously a humiliating sword dance, but in the end it was the holy ancestor who showed his holiness. As a courtier, he could only kneel down and watch in reverence.

Mu Guogong was happy and sad at the same time. He looked at it quietly, and while everyone was looking at Burning Muhua and Liu Sanlang, he moved his body secretly. Everyone was kneeling, so naturally he didn't dare to stand up, so Mu Guogong Gong Yong crawled towards the commander of the Shenji Battalion not far away, although he was a little slower, but no one paid attention to him, and he crawled to Mu Qi safely.

"Why, my daughter was kidnapped just like that."

"..."

Just as Mu Qi wanted to see who would pick up what he didn't like to hear, he turned his head and saw that it was Mu Guogong with a bitter face, and said sinisterly, "She is my daughter!"

Even if he was upset that his daughter was abducted, he was still angry. Why did Duke Mu join in the fun?
"Without the repeated provocations of your daughter, County Lord Jiamin, would such a thing have happened?!" Mu Qi gritted his teeth and said, "You always snatch Huahua from me, which is why County Lord Jiamin targets Huahua everywhere. You can't manage things well, and you still have time to take care of other people's affairs."

Mu Guogong was also angry, "She is mine...I just want to recognize Huahua."

Bang, the two of them entangled their fists and feet and rolled on the ground.

When the emperor heard the movement, a smile appeared on his solemn expression, and he ordered softly: "Go and separate them personally, and tell them to beat them after my ancestors have manifested themselves."

"According to the order."

Eunuch Wuyong wiped away the cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead. Today, it happened again and again, he followed with fear, and his knowledge has increased, so he won't be surprised when he encounters strange things in the future.

"The emperor is very scheming, and he has included the Ai family." The empress dowager's eyes flashed with unyielding stubbornness, "The emperor is not afraid of the prince's taste. No matter how good Sanlang is, he is also the son of King Wei. He has the protection of his ancestors. King Wei Shouldn't you be the emperor?!"

"The ancestors didn't say that whoever manifests his holiness will be the emperor."

The emperor had a warm smile and elegant demeanor, but the empress dowager was full of anger. It was such a seemingly weak and docile son who kept eating away at the power in her hands.

"I believe that Sanlang is a child who knows the importance, otherwise the ancestors would not show their holiness on him alone, and my prince has always followed the teachings of his mother, treating his clan members well, being peaceful and upright. If they are jealous and assassinate Saburo because of the ancestor's holiness, wouldn't it be Say you didn't teach them well? I have always believed in my mother."

The corners of the Empress Dowager's mouth became more and more stiff, her face was livid, "The emperor was talking and laughing with the Ai family just now. The Ai family thought that the emperor had figured it out and knew how to be filial to the Ai family... You are the biological son of the Ai family. You were obedient and well-behaved when you were young. Aijia can't see through you."

"The queen mother's thoughts are all on the imperial court, and less on me." The emperor looked at Sanlang and Mu Hua who were fighting, and said meaningfully: "There is always someone or something in everyone's heart that they want to protect the most. For the most important things, I will naturally abandon some people who I value very much. Although I am the Son of Heaven, I am also a mortal, and mortal obsession and obsession are indispensable."

"I want to show my mother's kindness and filial piety with my mother, but unfortunately my mother asks too much, and I can't afford it."

The Empress Dowager's heart tightened, and she said softly: "Is the emperor going to fight to the death with the Ai family? You are the Ai family's own son, for your sake... how much the Ai family has suffered? Don't you know?"

"Without Zhen, my mother would not be able to assist the government for more than ten years. Mother, you should not be too greedy. I have let you for more than ten years, and it has already..."

Bang bang bang, the swords collided, Mu Hua and Liu Sanlang looked at each other for a moment, they both withdrew their swords at the same time, turned around and knelt down to the emperor, Mu Hua took the lead, "Thank you for the sword, Your Majesty, the third son is a rare opponent, I will fight with him Fighting against each other has benefited a lot.”

Didn't we start off by talking about dancing swords for two?
Mu Hua, you've changed too fast.

The courtiers knelt on the ground, seeing the light that had not completely dissipated on the two of them, swallowed their saliva, forget it, the holy ancestor showed the most, Liu Sanlang was definitely revenge, so he took away all the glory of the empress dowager.

I didn't see Concubine Wei enter the palace either, how could Liu Sanlang be so angry that he even attracted the saint ancestor to show his holiness.

Liu Sanlang said loudly: "Without the sword polished by Your Majesty, there would be no Holy Patriarch to manifest His Holiness. Your Majesty, the Holy Patriarch recognizes you."

The purple light soared into the sky, and when it slowly dissipated, a tall figure could be seen indistinctly, as if slightly nodding to the emperor, the courtiers shouted long live excitedly, the empress dowager's face was extremely ugly, and she suppressed the gushing anger, all these years , has she ever endured it again?
With authority in hand, she always does what she wants, and no one dares to make her unhappy.

However, today, on the day of her birthday party, she once again tasted a strange depression.

The emperor bowed deeply in the direction of the Imperial Mausoleum of the Taimiao, and solemnly said: "I will live up to the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers entrusted by my ancestors, create a prosperous world, comfort the people, and herd the four directions. The flag of the empire flies over the land under the sky."

This is also the wish of every person with lofty ideals, not just the emperor's ambition!

ps is asking for a monthly ticket at three o'clock again.

(End of this chapter)