Empress: Your Majesty, please respect yourself, I don't want to be promoted

After a moment, she raised her hand and bowed slightly to Lu Chen: "Thank you very much, Governor Lu, for taking time out of your busy schedule to preach for the Xuanji Guards."

As the commander of the Xuanji Guard and the former boss of the Xuanwu Guard, she naturally had to express her gratitude to Lu Chen for so generously imparting some knowledge that she considered extremely valuable to his subordinates.

"It's just some personal opinions and should not be preached."

Lu Chen said with an indifferent expression.

He really didn't care much about these.

Although he knows that this world has always tightly guarded knowledge, especially sect secrets, clan studies and other esoteric techniques, and will not pass them on lightly. In order to keep it secret, he will even It is encrypted with special words that can only be understood by direct descendants.

But Lu Chen felt that the knowledge in his mind was no big deal and nothing worth keeping secret, so he didn't care much.

However, what he didn't know was that he passed on these irrelevant things to Fang Yu and other dozens of Xuanji Guards. To them, it was nothing less than preaching and imparting knowledge.

Knowledge can give practitioners more opportunities to enlighten themselves. Enlightenment can better improve their cultivation and solidify their foundation;

Kung Fu, on the other hand, is a means of using the power of heaven and earth;

For cultivators, the former is obviously more important, and therefore, learning has always been the top priority of sect families.

Therefore, although Lu Chen, Fang Yu and others do not have the title of master and disciple, they are actually master and disciple.

He also didn't notice that the way Fang Yu and others, and even Fu Hua looked at him at this time, was not just a simple superior-subordinate relationship, but more of respect for the master, and as they changed from Lu Chen As I learned more and more, my respect grew stronger.

There is no Tao of Confucius and Mencius here, only "the king is supreme, cultivators are second, and the people are inferior", "cultivation is supreme, the people are like grass", "those who gain the hearts of cultivators win the world", "the emperor and the monks rule the world together" In the world, they are increasingly affected by Lu Chen's unintentional remarks, like seeds containing vigorous vitality.

And, those seeds are about to fall into the soil.

As for whether it will thrive in the future, or whether it will be overwhelmed by the violent storms of the outside world and eventually disappear into dust, who knows?

"Governor Lu is too humble."

Lu Chen shrugged, noncommittal.

While talking, the two walked side by side toward the lobby.

After walking for a while, Fu Hua suddenly asked: "Governor Lu, there is a question that I have never figured out. Can you help me clarify it?"

Lu Chen said casually: "Tell me about it."

Fu Hua took a deep breath, and then asked softly: "Governor Lu, I want to know that you obviously have a huge contribution to His Majesty that is almost equivalent to the merits of Conglong, and His Majesty also trusts you extremely much, so, Even if you do nothing, you can rely on this merit and your friendship for His Majesty to make progress, dominate the world, create a prosperous age with Your Majesty, and leave a good story in the history books about the monarch and his ministers. Why..."

At this point, she paused for no reason, then bit her teeth, struggled for a moment, and then slowly said: "Why would you rather take the risk of being rejected by the royal family, the powerful family, the officialdom, the generals, and the nobles?" Do you want justice for the people in this world?"

"It's obviously not necessary, is it?"

Hearing this, Lu Chen's steps subconsciously paused slightly.

"For what...?"

While murmuring, a hint of confusion quietly flashed through the corners of Lu Chen's eyes.

After a moment, he shook his head and no longer struggled with the questions that had just appeared in his mind.

Anyway, it doesn't matter which one it is, after all, the result is the same, there is no need to worry.

After regaining his composure, he calmly gave an answer——

"The title of Marquis is not my intention, but I hope the world will be peaceful."

Hearing this sentence, or this poem, Fu Huan was immediately stunned.

It is not my intention to be granted the title of Marquis, but I hope the world will be peaceful...

What noble feelings!

Seeing Lu Chen's calm face, as if he was stating a matter of course, Fu Hua felt that the figure of the man in front of her was getting blurry.

...............

Chapter 98

"Drive! Drive! Drive!"

The rumble of horse hooves kept ringing on a civilian road in Ping County. More than a dozen warriors in powerful attire lowered their bodies on horseback and moved forward at lightning speed.

Each warrior wears a mask on his face, revealing only a pair of extremely sharp eyes.

There was an inexplicable killing intent in his eyes, crazy and cold.

Just like the long knives on their waists, their cold light was revealed.

Wherever the cold light passed, bursts of dust continued to rise, and among the flying sand and rocks, the strong murderous intent gradually disappeared.A group of warriors rode very fast, and it didn't take long before they arrived on the hillside outside a village only twenty or thirty miles away from Pingxian County.

There are more than 200 obviously new tombs scattered on the hillside. The wooden monuments above are like patron saints, silently watching and guarding the village below.

Here, you can have a panoramic view of the entire village below.

It's lunch time now, and smoke is rising from the scattered farmhouses in the village.

In the rather muddy village road, a dozen urchins were playing games, jumping up and down, feeling uncomfortable. A few elders with sallow faces and kind faces were stroking their beards with one hand and watching their grandchildren playing with kind faces, smiling at the corners of their mouths. Non-stop, as if enjoying the most beautiful things in this world.

The whole village looked full of life.

At the entrance of the village, there is a wooden stake with three ordinary characters written on it -

Quer Village.

click...

The horse's hooves stepped heavily on a brand new tomb, directly pressing down the wooden monument above.

Among the warriors, the masked man who was leading the group glanced at him and soon discovered that there were many newly erected graves nearby.

"Ah……"

Looking at these graves, he sneered inexplicably, with a look of disdain on his face.

"They are just untouchables like ants. They die when they die. They are no different from ants who are inadvertently trampled to death. I really don't know what to build a monument for."

A subordinate on the side spoke to him: "Untouchables are untouchables. How can we cultivators understand the thoughts of those ants?"

"makes sense."

The masked man shrugged, and then rode his horse directly over several graves without any scruples.

"You're just an ant, why should you care about what you think."

Seeing the boss like this, other warriors followed suit and hit their horses directly. Some even deliberately controlled the horses to trample the graves. There was no respect or awe for the deceased in the eyes under the masks, and some were just dismissive indifference. .

Just like no one cares how many ants they trample to death.

As superior cultivators, they don't care what these tombs mean to the villagers underneath.

After a group of warriors rode across the graves, the masked man slowly pulled out the sharp blade from his waist and looked directly at Qu'er Village below.

"It's almost time, let's do it!"

"promise!"

As the order came down, all the warriors drew their swords at the same time, and at the same time, they quickly condensed the spiritual power in their bodies, penetrated it into the spiritual veins around their bodies, and quickly launched their skills.

The next second, when the air around their bodies swayed slightly due to the surge of spiritual power, their feet suddenly exerted force, and the whole person jumped up from the horse, and quickly dived towards Qu'er Village below. Down.

Just as a group of warriors were approaching Qu'er Village like ghosts, the dark clouds in the already dark sky suddenly became thicker.

Cover the sky.

The sky within the Tianmen Mountains suddenly became extremely dark. The rich water aura continued to gather above the Tianmen Mountains and even radiated to the surrounding areas, making the sky in the entire Yuzhou and Suizhou darken, as if it was night early.

puff!

puff! !

The moment the figures of the warriors disappeared, the farmhouse in Qu'er Village suddenly heard a series of tragic soft sounds.

Boom! ! !

A flash of thunder suddenly flashed across the groggy sky. The strong thunder light pierced the darkness and shone in Qu'er Village, covering the wisp of bright red blood flowing out from the side of the farmhouse with a layer of dazzling silver frost.

Under the dazzling lightning, only a few afterimages could be vaguely seen flying between the farmhouses.

On the village road, the children and the kind old man who were playing and playing just now had completely fallen into a pool of blood.

A line of blood on their necks and the remaining smiles on their faces were extremely conspicuous under the lightning.

The huge roar covered up all the sounds in Quer Village.

No one except God knows the tragedy that is taking place in this small mountain village that has just recently regained its vitality and peace thanks to the efforts of the new governors of the two states.

wow wow...

Big raindrops suddenly fell from the night-like sky, forming a rain curtain with extremely low visibility in the blink of an eye, covering the two states in rain.

Half an hour later, the warriors gathered again on the hillside where new graves had been dotted.

Including the masked man at the head, everyone was covered in blood at this time, and the rain sprinkled on the blade in their hands, washing away all the blood on it.

"Have they all been killed?"

The masked man asked with narrowed eyes.

"Don't worry, my lord."

A subordinate bowed his hand to him and replied: "We have carefully confirmed and verified that all three members of Qu'er Village 650 have been killed by our swords, and there is absolutely no one left alive."

Hearing this, the masked man nodded immediately.

"very good."

He suddenly turned around and looked in the direction of the nearest village to Qu'er Village, with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Then, let's go to the next one..."

The blade was retracted into its sheath, and he slowly climbed onto his horse.

The other warriors also jumped on their horses, their movements so graceful.

"remember."

The masked man raised the riding crop in his hand and said in a deep voice:

"These are the villains who have offended the prince. According to the laws of Daxia, once the common people offend the royal family, they will be punished for the crime of treason and immorality and be punished! As for these mobs who have violated the laws of Daxia, as defenders of the national laws of Daxia , we must not be merciful, do you understand?!"

"promise!"