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

"Brother Fan."

On the roof of the tea house, in an inconspicuous corner, Hong Yu and the young scribe in red opened their spiritual shields and looked into the distance, staring at the palace gate like everyone else.

"Do you think Governor Lu can come out of Prince Yu's Mansion alive?"

The young scribe thought for a moment, then shook his head.

"impossible."

He made a direct judgment: "King Yu has been rooted in Yuzhou for many years. With the connivance of the late emperor, he has been extremely cruel. He monopolizes [-]% of the resources of Yuzhou. He has all kinds of natural materials, miraculous medicines, magical scrolls and spiritual equipment. In addition, he is a A first-grade prince, according to the Great Xia system, can have a thousand palace guards. In addition, there must be various powerful large-scale magic arrays in the palace. King Yu's guards are even more powerful when fighting at home. Even a strong man in the Dongxu Realm, They may not be able to win, let alone others, how many Dongxu Realm experts are there in the imperial court for them to control?"

"So, unless the Yuzhou Guards are mobilized to launch a strong attack, there is nothing that can be done to King Yu. Although Lu Chen can be considered a good official, he is too impulsive and does not understand the principle of seeking the country first. Dozens of guards stormed the palace, probably hoping to kill King Yu with the sword of Ji Dao, but little did they know that the opponent was extremely domineering and had always been arrogant and domineering, so how could he be willing to surrender without mercy?"

"I'm afraid, his head is now in a different place, and he will die by the sword of King Yu Wei."

"Is it……"

Hongyu was silent, but did not comment on this.

After a moment, she spoke again.

"If... I mean if..."

She pursed her lips, and then continued: "If Governor Lu had the ability to capture Prince Yu's Mansion by force, would he really kill Prince Yu and give an explanation to the more than [-] villagers in those two villages who died innocently?"

"will not."

The young scribe spoke categorically.

"why?"

"It's simple."

The young scribe said matter-of-factly: "Because all the officials in the world know one truth, that is - the royal family should not be touched lightly, otherwise it is very likely to be catastrophic. If there is no great reason, killing the royal family is to end one's career and give up the opportunity." The opportunity for the power of the world to reach the path of immortality.”

"In the final analysis, the governor of the two states is just a temporary official position. Although the position is high and powerful, it is only temporary. He always wants to return to the temple to seek a high position in order to influence the general trend of the world. How could he do this for the people of one place? ? No matter how pure a monk is, he will not gamble his own path to immortality. If he, Lu Chen, really had this ability, the most he could do is escort King Yu back to the capital and hand him over to the Tianzong Mansion. This can be regarded as giving justice to the people who were killed. ”

"This world is, after all, a world of monks. The master of the Great Xia Dynasty is ultimately named Jiang."

The last sentence was as heavy as a thousand words, and it was so heavy that it took one's breath away.

"Is that so..."

Hongyu groaned, looking a little sad.

She knew that the world was indeed as the young scribe said.

The monks wholeheartedly seek immortality, and entering the court to serve as an official to govern the country and bring peace to the people is essentially just a means to reach the ethereal immortality by leveraging the general trend of the world, rather than an end.

But for some reason, when she looked at Lu Chen's resolute eyes from a distance in Qu'er Village, she felt a strange feeling.

She subconsciously felt that Lu Chen seemed different from other monks.

"That…"

Hongyu rubbed the hem of her clothes habitually, and said with a rather hesitant look: "What if he really kills King Yu?"

"Ha ha…"

The young scribe shook his head and smiled.

"If there is such a great husband in the world, and he can hold a high position, then the world of Daxia will really be saved."

After a pause, he said with determination: "And we don't have to follow the Holy Duke anymore. We can just follow him directly. As long as he is safe and the world is safe, why do we have to do things that affect the common people? ? What's more, with an unparalleled warrior like him ruling the world, it is very likely that Great Xia will once again usher in a prosperous age, or even a prosperous age. With the country's foundation so stable, Shenggong and other rebels..."

click...

Before the young scribe could finish speaking, there was a sudden loud noise from the gate of Prince Yu's Mansion not far away.

At the same time, the originally rich aura of water in the sky suddenly spread rapidly to the outside without warning. The heavy rain that lasted for most of the day suddenly stopped. The dark clouds that had shrouded Yuzhou for more than half a month also gradually dissipated at this moment. trend.

click...click...

The moment the clouds disappeared and the rain stopped, the crisp sound of horse hooves rang in everyone's ears.

At this moment, whether it was Yuzhou magistrate Zhao Ping, Tuiguan and other local officials of Yuzhou, or people sent by a group of aristocratic families and wealthy gentry, they all held their breath and watched the blurry figure gradually appearing in the door of Prince Yu's palace.

Da da da…

The sound of horse hooves became more frequent, and the figure in the door became clearer and clearer.

After a few breaths, the leader finally rode out of the palace gate.

At this moment, a ray of sunlight suddenly pierced through the dark clouds, pouring on a small area in front of the palace gate, and then continued to spread around, making the scene there clearly visible to everyone.

The moment they saw the figure clearly, almost everyone's eyes widened with disbelief on their faces.

"This... how is this possible..."

Zhao Ping stood up suddenly.

In the small area bathed in sunlight, Lu Chen was riding a royal horse with an expressionless face, controlling the horse to move forward at a leisurely pace.

He held the reins with one hand, and grabbed a bloody object with the other hand.

The sunlight shone on his not-so-tall body, as if he had been covered with a holy coat, making him look inexplicably sacred and awe-inspiring.

Fu Huan was one step behind, following him, followed closely by Fang Yu and a dozen or so Xuanji guards covered in blood.

They stood in the light and moved forward step by step under the dim sky around them, like a ray of light piercing the darkness, extremely conspicuous.

Zhao Ping and others stared intently at the familiar face that Lu Chen was holding in his hand.

"hiss!"

After reacting, they all gasped in unison.

"This guy...actually killed King Yu!"

But on the roof, the young scribe who had just been talking eloquently was stunned at this moment, his mouth kept murmuring, but he couldn't say anything.

"Brother Fan..."

Hongyu took a deep breath, her face filled with bright colors.

"Just now you said that Governor Lu is the one who can stabilize the world, right?"

Young scribe: "..."

Chapter 105 Saints

The outskirts of Quer Village.

Lu Chen sat cross-legged in front of a recently erected stone tablet that was two feet high and three feet wide. He looked at the sad inscription on it. There was no expression on his face. He didn't know what he was thinking for a long time. Speechless.

Beside the stone tablet, in addition to the hastily prepared memorial objects, there was also a bloody cloth bag.

Behind him, only Fu Hua accompanied him silently.

Most of the other Xuanji Guards ended up in Prince Yu's Mansion.

To kill King Yu, the huge palace must be taken over by the government. Except for the items that can be directly proved to be illegally obtained and need to be returned to the original owner, everything in it must be returned to the court. This kind of thing will inevitably involve all kinds of complicated things. The program cannot be completed without a large number of manpower.

At the same time, Fu Hua also rejected Zhao Ping's "good intention" of sending people to assist on the grounds that royal belongings could not pass through other people's hands, and secretly ordered all Xuanji guards except Fang Yu and other temporary magistrates to search the palace to find Everything suspicious.

Fang Yu, the acting magistrate, went back to the Yamen to handle official business.

No matter what, life must go on, and the living people still have to fight for their livelihood.

As a county official, Fang Yu must consider the people of the county no matter what. This is the responsibility of the county magistrate.

The sky gradually darkened.

Fu Hua suddenly raised her eyes, looked at Lu Chen's inexplicably desolate back, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Governor Lu, people cannot be resurrected after death, so it is useless to think too much about it."

She walked to Lu Chen and said softly: "And you have killed King Yu with your own hands, avenged the villagers of Qu'er Village and Gou'er Village, and done everything you can for them. As the governor of the two states, you have done your best for one." It is unique for local people to achieve this level, and they are worthy of their conscience, so why bother with this anymore?"

Lu Chen shook his head.

"It's just for peace of mind. Even if we seek justice for them, what does it mean to them who have died tragically?"

"Death is death. Death is like a lamp going out. No matter what happens after death, whether King Yu continues to go unpunished and harms the people, or whether he is executed to pay for his death, what does it have to do with them? Can they still get any compensation?"

After a pause, Lu Chen slowly raised his hand and gently touched the edge of the stone tablet.

"Moreover, there is not only one King Yu in the world, nor is there only one Gou'er Village and Qu'er Village. It's just that the tragedy that happened here happened to be encountered by me. I will plead for Gou'er Village and Qu'er Village here. How can we seek justice for [Goer Village] and [Quer Village] elsewhere? What’s more, the so-called justice has almost no meaning to them who have died tragically, and what the people need is not justice afterwards. , but a stable life with food to eat and clothing to wear.”

"Before the fundamental problem is solved, there will definitely be more [King Yu] in the future, and more innocent people will die in vain. The people are the foundation of the country. If the world remains unchanged and the people have no place to stand, there will always be problems in the world of Daxia. One day, like the previous dynasties, we will fall into a cycle of chaos and change, and will never recover."

After hearing these profound words, Fu Huan was slightly startled and began to think subconsciously.

After a moment, she looked at Lu Chen with something strange in her eyes.

As a top cultivator of the Holy and Martial Arts, who has reached the Great Perfection of the Cave Void Realm and is only one step away from the Realm of Unity where the Great Dao is unified, Fu Hua not only has extraordinary combat power, but also has outstanding talents and learning. At her level, , the Dao crystal is stable, and enlightenment has become extremely difficult.

But just now, the moment Lu Chen finished speaking, she suddenly and clearly felt that the Dao crystal in her soul, which was as stable as a pool of stagnant water, actually rippled slightly.

Although she didn't comprehend anything, it was extremely rare for her.

She walked to Lu Chen's side, sat down on her knees, and then whispered:

"Governor Lu, what is your ambition to become an official?"

Lu Chen thought for a moment and then said calmly: "Establish a heart for the world and a destiny for the people."

With just one sentence, Fu Huan couldn't help but tremble.

Sure enough...

Coming from a poor background, she couldn't help but shake her head, and her voice softened inexplicably: "Is this kind of ambition really possible to realize in this world that has remained unchanged for almost ten thousand years?"

"How do you know if you don't try it?"

Lu Chen retracted his hand, then stretched his hands back, supported himself on the ground, raised his head, stared at the names engraved on the stone tablet, and said slowly: "Some things have to be done by someone, no matter what the result is. Whether you succeed or fail, you can be worthy of your heart, worthy of the court, and worthy of all things in the world. If so, what else can you worry about?"

Fu Huan was silent.

She could feel an indescribable determination from these words.

Changing the world that has lasted for thousands of years is more difficult than changing the day.

But even so, she still couldn't see a trace of fear or wavering from Lu Chen.

Terribly firm.