Chronicles of Heaven

In Anyang City, it is ups and downs.

The left-handed fox qingqing and the right-wing rams are really tearing their faces, military affairs and government affairs, and they are almost in a state of stagnation.

The Dajin Military Department needs all kinds of affairs that the literary and ministers cooperate with, such as ordnance transfer, grain and grass mobilization, civil servant operation, and auxiliary military placement. All of them are like rusty gears, and it is hard to move.

The military generals’ response to this is extremely simple and rude.

In just over a month, dozens of Wenchen were attacked by assassins, some were interrupted, some were smashed, some were smashed, and some were smashed by dozens of mad dogs. Severe bruises. These injuries are not fatal, but the bitterness of the flesh is naturally inevitable.

There are also military generals with private soldiers to guard, long drive straight into the right side of the rams and three control of the many tricks, kicking the door, smashing the table, insulting the main official, making the whole Anyang city black smoke, the Dajin Shenguo people heart and soul.

Under this circumstance, Sima Xian did not stand up to appease Wenwu and rationalize the political affairs. Instead, he was hiding in the deep palace and did not know what to do. As a result, the political affairs became more and more splendid, and the folks had a bad voice. The people, the bureaucrats, the soldiers, the civil and military ministers, and the wealthy aristocrats all said that Sima Xian was a peerless singer, saying that the Dajin gods had exhausted.

The passage of time, the ruin of Anyang City, the city defense army also scattered shelves, the soldiers are like the sheep, the military discipline is lax, no action, the servants of the major mans, the soldiers, etc., are also lazy to work hard.

So on a certain day, suddenly there were overwhelming flyers scattered all over the sky, there were large-scale lists everywhere, and there were some rumors of arrogance, and all kinds of scary and sultry gossips were filled with enthusiasm.

Some of these gossips are real hammers, such as the private life of Princess Jingu.

Some sinister privates are real rumors. For example, all the children of Sima Xian are not his own children, but the trophies of several of his cousins ​​‘help him’ ‘cultivating the harem’. There are even more rumors that Sima Xian is not only a faint prince, but also a demon person... He raises a demon girl in the harem, and he is extravagant at night and day.

The so-called "devil girl" is not the ‘devil woman’ in the conventional sense, but the ‘female woman’ of the “smoke of the country”, but the real kind of heterogeneity, which is the kind of “devil” of the real non-human group.

The 'demon girl' also has a high level of blood, such as the nine-tailed fox, such as the dragon and the phoenix, the human form formed by these aliens, in the fairy novels written by the scholars of the Dajin Shenguo, these foxes and dragons Phoenix girls, their feelings of being with the people, are often sighed and sorrowful.

Therefore, the rumors created by these articles are vowed to say that Sima Xian has a strange taste. He is fond of some ‘devil women’ made by bulls, baboons, geckos, and slugs...

The people of Dajin are stunned by the people, and hundreds of millions of people can’t believe that Sima Yin is such a singularly good man. But all the people who heard the news, but relished, could not help but spread the news and spread it to more people.

The ambassadors behind the scenes resorted to the sky, so the rumors that the credibility tends to zero, spread throughout the Dajin in just half a month, and even the southwest front line is fighting with the Dawu Legion to kill the main force of the martial arts, up and down The officers and men generals also heard this rumor.

At one time, Sima Xian’s reputation in the Dajin Shenguo was still stinking for three thousand miles. The folks used him as a prototype to create a variety of singular and extremely fascinating novels, and for a time, the bamboos of the mountains and the mountains of Nanshan were One is empty.

The Dajin Kingdom of God also showed its defeat in this short period of more than a month.

Even on the walls of the city walls of Anyang City, the flags of the high-hanging and wind-fighting flags that floated in the air on the weekdays all slipped down from the flagpoles, but there was no guardian to re-open the flag.

The whole Anyang City feels like a cockroach that has been madly smashed by the storm. The feathers are wet, slim and dying, and may be screaming on the spot at any time.

Just in the midst of this storm, on this day, in the imperial city of Anyang City Center, the low golden bell suddenly sounded.

The golden bell sounded one after another, a set of silver-white, gorgeous, innumerable carvings of numerous moiré and thunder, and the footsteps were covered with mysterious ancient symbols, and the horrible chimes were suspended above the imperial city. A golden cloud rises and holds this gorgeous set of bells. The wind blows, the bells sing and sing, and a loud and loud sound is heard.

In Anyang City, there is no martial arts minister, no matter the official Li Min, no papers, Wu Fu, regardless of men, women and children, all of them have been chilling, and their hearts have suddenly emerged a great fear and uneasiness, faintly like a day The robbery will fall, and the infinite Tianwei will crush itself into pieces.

This is the singularity of the three kingdoms of the Dajin Kingdom, which is kept by the royal family. The power is strong and overbearing. This set of stormy bells was once beaten by the royal family in the battlefields of the Three Kingdoms. After one song, the Dajin royal family’s shackles were exhausted on the spot, and in the battlefields of the three countries, Dawei and Dawu lost half of the masters. War Corps.

Together, the two countries have a full-fledged army of soldiers, and they have been cleaned up and down. In the military camp, even the ants have not survived.

The wind and the sky are fierce, and at this moment he is hanging over the imperial city, and the golden bell of the cluster is constantly ringing. The Wenwu courtiers in Anyang City know that the royal family is making an ultimatum - either The matter of the Shang dynasty, either ... is full of copying!

Sima Xian is undoubtedly an incompetent faint prince.

However, the royal family’s elders’ group is a deep pit. Do you know what old monsters are hidden at the bottom of the pit?

Coupled with the intimidation of this town-state artifact, Fengyun Tianzhong, countless Wenwu courtiers quickly changed into squats, dressed up neatly, and then quickly with a large number of guards, rushed toward the imperial city .

It seems that there is a stormy sky clock to make a backing. Today, the royal banters in the imperial city have swept away for more than a month, and they have become arrogant and arrogant, like a chicken blood, looking at many ministers. The eyes have become extremely fierce, like a group of hungry dogs, and they may pounce on them at any time.

Manchu and Wenwu were in a heavy mood, and they were lined up in neat rows. Under the leadership of several old eunuchs, they gloomy face to the Jiuyi Temple.

From time to time, someone looked up and looked at the wind and the sky.

The artifacts of the town, the top congenital spirits... These civil and military ministers are homeless, but the reason why the town artifact can be called the town artifact is that he is above the ordinary congenital spirit, unless there is The congenital things of the same order, even if there are more ordinary congenital spirits, it is difficult to resist the power of the artifacts of the town.

A stormy sky clock is enough to press the full literary martial arts.

The ram took care of him at the forefront of the train. He suddenly turned his head and glanced at the fox. "Old fox, how do you think?"

Linghu Qingqing gloomy face, carrying his hands, did not say a word.

The real Linghu Qingqing has already rushed to the northern Xinjiang with the private army brigade of the Linghu family... The substitute here is so wrong, he is too lazy to take care of the ram.

On the temple of Jiuyi, Sima Xian wore a full set of dynasty costumes, sitting on the throne.

The Wenwu courtiers and the princes and nobles entered the hall in turn. In addition to the squad, the rams and the princes, and the old princes of the royal family, the other courtiers clamored for tsunami and dance.

Sima Yin blinked and looked at the many courtiers who were kneeling on the ground.

A trembling old **** stepped up from the throne and said slowly: "Members, please!"

The Wenwu courtiers of the Manchu Hall rose up, and then they looked at their noses and noses, and they stood still in the queue like a wooden man. Occasionally, among them, someone will provoke an eye, and the eyes will be staring at someone in the opposite class.

For more than a month of chaos, a large number of conflicts broke out between the Wenwu and the courtiers.

Dajin Shenguo, the marriage between the doors, the alliance between the ministers and the ministers, both sides are interrupting the relationship between the bones and the ribs. The harassment of more than a month has been chaotic, and the civil and military judgments have evolved into a direct confrontation between the two sides.

Seventy percent of the gates and the 70% of the ministers became a group, and the remaining neutrals did not want to get out easily, passively or actively involved in the dispute. Therefore, the atmosphere on the temple of Jiuyi is very stiff and very cold.

Sima Yin opened his eyes slightly and coughed softly. He said slowly: "These ministers have been arrogant since the beginning of the throne. They are also dedicated to the country. They think that even if they are not as good as the founding fathers, they will compare with the later generations. The famous sages are also worthy."

Sima Yin’s opening was a half-hour of turning over and over.

Manchu Wenwu didn't listen to his words at first, but gradually, everyone was concentrating on listening to Sima Xian, and gradually understood what he meant.

Sima Xian means that he is still very good. Although everyone in the world said that he is a faint prince, he feels that under his governance, the Dajin Kingdom can be regarded as a good weather, Guotai Minan, Wenwu and Yi. The world is ruled.

Therefore, he hopes that the historical officials in the court and the ministers of civil and military can have a fair, just, nice and pleasant evaluation of him.

He is also a covert explanation. He knows that he wants to be on the verge of the gods. It is probably impossible. The fetal collection has become a god, and it has an extremely long life. However, the place where the baby is hiding is not the realm of the gods. The birthplace will be plagued by the catastrophe. He is always dying.

After he died, he hoped to have a nice temple number and a nice name behind him.

Linghu Qingqing and Gongyang looked up at the same time and looked at Sima Xian with a look of horror.

Manchu Wenwu also looked at Sima Xian as if he were a ghost.

This guy, is the brain broken?

Nothing, nothing, he said so unlucky words? Where do you have to be an emperor, and you can talk about your temple number and the name behind you in the hall?

Seeing that Sima Xian’s past is a slap in the face, he is not like this. He is not such a person!

"Your Majesty..." The ram three thoughts for a moment, walked out of the queue, and apologized to Sima Yinji for the first time: "Your Majesty, you are today..."

The ram did not finish a sentence, Sima Yin suddenly spurted blood, and the sound of '咚' rolled down from the throne. He fell to the ground and hit his forehead against the table legs of the dragon case, making a very loud sound. .

Sima Yin vomited blood in a big mouth, and looked up extremely hard. He yelled at the hysterical hysterical scream: "Hey... 朕 位 东 东 东 东 东 东 芾 芾 芾 芾 芾 芾 芾 芾 芾 芾 芾 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一Chen Gong... When you are faithful to the country..."

'Wow', Sima Yin did not know how to have so much blood, he spurted a blood out of his mouth, and the blood column of the small bowl was sprayed out more than a hundred feet long, and the smooth bricks in the Jiuyi Temple. An extremely bleak trace of blood was drawn on the floor.

Sima Yin fainted in the past.

A group of old eunuches rushed to the ground and shouted, and the seven-handed squats helped Sima Xian, and stuffed a few life-saving Baodan into his mouth, and took him to the direction of the harem.

‘Linghu Qingqing’ and the ram’s three thoughts exclaimed at the same time: “I am seriously injured? Who did it?”

The two men glanced at each other quickly, and the scorpion was exactly the same. It was exactly the same deep suspicion. Then the eyes of both of them flashed at the same time, and at the same time moved to the side.

The two of them are greeting each other's grandmother at the same time. This is not something they do, so it must be done by the other side.

At the same time, the two of them were in the heart, and they really couldn’t think of it. This old goods looked like a loyal person’s face, and it was so hot behind it.

Later, the two spoke at the same time: "Fast speed to find His Royal Highness... no matter where he is, what he is doing, get him back!"

Anyang City, the capital of the Dajin Dynasty, has a very prosperous city in the southeast corner. The rare goods in the southeast and northwest are gathered here, and the water and the land are all salty. There are all the super-luxury merchants in the pockets, and the merchants like wine. Therefore, there are many green buildings around here, and more and more women's daily access is the first-class romantic venue in Anyang City.

The prince of the Great Eastern Gods Palace, Sima Yi, is in the land where the broth is gathered. When the street is exposed, only a small cloth head is wrapped around the waist, covered with sesame oil, and wrapped in two tall and fat, sumo wrestles. Fight.

The two sumo wrestlers are five-foot-high, and their bodies are like fat bears. They are all black and dark, and they are long and hairy. It’s just that their cultivation is a bit low, but it is a level of heavy real estate.

So more and more looks like Sima Yitong body white as jade, bright light, not worthy of the name of his jade pole.

Especially when he summed up, the action jumped like a fly, and the repair of the baby's hiding place was ‘force pressure’ two major buildings, playing two sumo wrestlers panting and rolling around.

Countless girls in all directions, small daughter-in-law waving a pink little handkerchief in unison, one by one, like a fire, can not wait to swallow this handsome and extraordinary, the **** of the gods like a god.

When the foxes and the rams and the princes took a large group of royal aristocrats and ran with a large group of court eunuchs, they saw Sima Yi one foot and took the two sumo wrestlers from the ring.

The faces of a group of princes and nobles converge.

Is this the Prince of East Palace? This is the Prince of East Palace in Dajin?

The imperial city sounded the golden bell, and ordered all the princes and nobles to gather in the Jiuyi Temple, and he actually showed off his body in this fireworks!

A group of people gloomy face, read Sima Xian's will to Sima Yi.

Sima Yi stayed, then suddenly jumped up and down, '噌噌噌' turned over three hollow heads: "Ha, haha, hahaha... Laozi is now the emperor of the Dajin Kingdom? People... check the treasury quickly and see how many people I have!"

"And, the purpose of the transfer, the world governor, quickly pick the show girl, fill the harem!"

"Well, let the father move out and live, and find a manor outside the city to raise him... his group of old ladies, move out together... second-hand goods, I don't want it!"

Manchu martial arts, face color iron blue, one by one suffocating.