Chapter Fifty-Four: Mountains and Rivers Suspended
ing different afterwards, Jiang Wang didn't consider it at all.Let these people fight to their deaths, he'd quickly finish his business here, and then rush to see AnAn.Let me know if you'd like to tra...Gan Chang'an and Xu Wansheng had learned swordsmanship together, with a genuine master-apprentice relationship. Their bond was closer than that of others.
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So he dared to ask such a question, Xu Wang was also willing to answer him.
"The phrase "dead country filling borders" is far more than just four characters."
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Such a frivolous existence, yet he wouldn't even joke about it in the army.
When pushed to the brink, he was confident he could trade his life for both Huokang and Queye's name.
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So today he truly did set up an empty city scheme, but what he gambled was not the survival of the Great Wall, but his own life or death.
“Lord Zheng Hou, you’ve worked hard.” Despite having lost an arm earlier and the remaining one being incapacitated during the recent clash, Ying Wu appeared relaxed.
The planning of affairs lies in heaven, but the accomplishment lies with man. If one wishes to achieve great things, one must choose the right people. In fact, whether it is Jiang Wang, Chong Xuan Zun and others, or Xu Wang outside Yan Shan Pass, they all contributed crucial strength to this adventure.
If this line weren't Xu Wangzhen's Great Wall, he wouldn't dare to be so adventurous, or perhaps there is still room for deliberation.
"I wouldn't say it was a hardship for Your Highness to take such risks." Xu Wang took off his helmet and looked at the accomplished Prince of Qin, his expression playful. "When I heard about Li Yi's testimony, I knew Your Highness couldn't resist coming. The step from Dongzhen to Yandao, which everyone must take, was truly taken to its fullest by Your Highness. It surpassed even the Battle of Choulong. It's a pity that in your position, you have reached the peak and can go no further. I sigh for you."
“Look at you talking like that!” Ying Wu laughed boldly: “I am the Grand General in front of the emperor, and this time I also received the holy order from heaven to fight for the human race in an orderly manner. Why would I need a national reward As a father rewarding his son with a few white walls and a few beautiful women is understandable!”
Xu Manyao shook his head and sighed, "Everyone says that the position of the East Palace for the Prince of Qin is as stable as Mount Xiaoshan. This marquis doesn't agree with it! Mount Xiaoshan may be solid, but where is Your Highness safe"
Regardless of the relationship between Xu Mang and Ying Wu, the fact that Qin Zhenhou could discuss such a dangerous topic with the Crown Prince of Qin to this extent shows that the position of Crown Prince Yingwu is indeed unshakeable.
The Mount Xiaoshan was a renowned mountain within the Qin state. Famous since ancient times for its towering height and grandeur, it was unyielding and formidable.
Once upon a time, the Seven Treasures of Mount Xia were renowned as "supreme" artifacts, embodying the pinnacle of refinement in the path of artifact cultivation. They shone brightly throughout the Middle Ages, but alas, they were all destroyed during the great war between humans and dragons.
But though the Seven Treasures of Mount Xiao were shattered, Mount Xiao itself still stood majestically in the world.
From ancient times to the present, through countless years, vicissitudes have changed the world, but its grandeur remains unchanged.
Incidentally, Mount Xia is where Ying Wu was granted his territory.
People often use the noble title "Prince of Mount Xiaowu" to describe Ying Wu's status, signifying that the eastern palace of Qin was as solid as Mount Xiaowu.
Of course, no matter how steady as Mount Tai Yingwu is, he still has to declare himself "General of the Imperial Guard," giving credit to his father. He wouldn't dare to publicly say that he still needs further rewards and improvement.
Having said this much, Xu Wang's words left Ying Wu speechless. He simply smiled and turned his head to see that Jiang Wang had already disappeared at some point.
Although we journey together and fight side by side, we are not traveling the same path.
He didn't feel anything about it, and there was no regret in his words. Things in the world are always like this, everyone has their own path to walk. When the road beneath your feet diverges, even if you admire and praise it, you can only look at it from afar, and it's impossible to walk the same way together.
On the Guanhe Terrace, Zuo Guangren, who astonished the world with his brilliance, is he not worthy of admiration
He also personally ordered that he be expelled.
On the contrary, if Zu Guanglie had the opportunity to kill Ying Wu, he would have definitely taken it. The Hangu Pass pierced by Zu Guanglie was not far from Xiaoshan Mountain.
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Doesn't he appreciate Li Yi But as the Crown Prince of Qin, his path is destined to be different from that of Taigu Zhenren from Daluo Mountain.
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Although he didn't agree with Emperor Xiaoxian's saying, "The Great Dao walks alone, and it is for the sake of cutting off those who walk together," he also understood what "being solitary and isolated" meant.
The sky is high and the lone figure stands. Chong Xuan, Ji Zhao Nan, and Wang Yi Wu, these several Qi people are about to leave.
Ying Wu laughed and said, "Good, since Jiang Wang isn't here, I can finally say this — everyone, go get some rest!"
Ji Zhao's footsteps never stopped, while Wang Yi's remained silent.
Zhengxuan tugged at the corner of his mouth: "The prince of Qin is quite witty."
Yingwu laughed heartily: “As for all the healing medicines, just inform the supply officer if you need anything. For injuries beyond our capabilities here, if you're not in a hurry, within three days, I will invite the foremost medical masters to attend to your wounds. Rest assured, in Great Qin, protecting our land is everyone’s responsibility. We won’t let you bleed and suffer unnecessary expenses, causing lasting harm.”
Zhong Xuan remained noncommittal, gave a slight flick of his white robes, and left with an air of nonchalance.
"Jì Zhāonán, walking in the front, replied from afar: "Your Highness, Prince of Qin, there's no need to say 'blame'. The responsibility for this world doesn't belong to your Qin state alone."
That was truly a cold remark, with the air of someone who won't hesitate to strike. Ying Wu let out an 'oh' and after a moment's thought asked, "Do we still need to invite the Grand Medical Sect"
Ji Zhao'nan seemed to have not heard, and left by himself.
Wang Yiwu walked behind, stopped, and turned back seriously: "I'd still rather. My injuries are quite serious."
Then they dispersed.
In the spring of 3928 in the Daoli calendar, it was colder than usual.
Although the warm wind hasn't arrived, spring flowers have bloomed early.
Zhongshan is a very typical Central Asian climate. With the long river spring tide, the humidity has also increased by a few points.
In this small country, Huai City is one of the three most prosperous cities.
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Although Zhongshan Guo is not strong, it is a Dao脈 state after all. Its people are considered to be citizens of the Central Domain and live relatively prosperously.
Simply put—ordinary people are generally idle, love to stroll around, and love to chat.
The Xuanwu Tower, which was destroyed and rebuilt again, is still called the Xuanwu Tower.
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Someone once asked, is this name commemorating the battle between Zhao Xuanyang and Jiang Wuan in the past, or the battle between Chong Xuan Zun and Jiang Wuan later on The tavern owner responded—why not commemorate both
The Zhongshan state dates back three thousand years, but it has never produced any truly remarkable figures. It tried to curry favor with the Zhongshan clan of Jing state, but they ignored them completely. Even those warlike elements in Jing state could, if their thoughts weren't aligned properly, draw their swords at any moment.
Since they had managed to curry favor with a few famous figures of the contemporary world, Xuanwulou naturally held onto them tightly.
The effect is also very obvious, the business of Xuanwu Building is extremely booming.
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After Jiang Wang and Chong Xuan both became the revered "Grand Councilors" respected by all, even more people traveled from afar to visit this place, admiring their past achievements and imagining the youthful vigor of the two Grand Councilors.
Within the Xuanwu Tower, there was a specially cordoned-off area called "The Arena of Discourse," also known as "The Elder's Suite." The rental fee was exorbitant, costing tens of thousands of gold. Legend has it that within this space, the fighting Daoist rhymes of two peerless prodigies resonated. Only those with innate spiritual aptitude could truly benefit from them.
It is said that several young heroes have realized peerless killing techniques within it.
To this, Lin Guangming, a man of integrity, naturally scoffed—he had snuck in the night before without paying and found that it was all staged by the people at the inn. There wasn't a shred of real Daoist ambiance to be found.
The halls bustled as usual, with revelers excitedly discussing current events, delving into history and boasting about their knowledge of the world, as if they had the universe in their grasp.
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Lin Guangming, who sat alone and drank by himself, wore a smile and nodded occasionally. He seemed to love this world very much and agreed with the discussions of the wine guests around him.
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Sometimes, when a guest gets carried away with the conversation, he would raise his glass to him! His face was truly righteous and trustworthy.
I've been to Xuanwulou several times and have made quite a few friends. I'm much more popular than my brother-in-law, who is expressionless and speaks in a monotone.
When he heard that Elder Jiang Ge was involved in the hunt at Jue Dian, and successfully beheaded the Asura King Huang Ye Yu, his smile became even more brilliant and approachable.
That's great.
Years later, hearing that Master Jiang was still so imposing, he felt relieved.
Now the mountains and rivers are upside down, and there aren't many old friends left!
Today, his sworn elder brother, the officer Wang, lacked the mood for drinking and didn't come. He himself didn't want to sit for long, so he got up from the table and settled the bill. In the hazy afternoon, he left the restaurant.
During this time, he and his brother-in-law lived in his brother-in-law's house, enjoying family happiness. It was truly his brother-in-law's home—it turned out that his brother-in-law's real name was Cui Di!
He is truly an honest person.
He, Lin Mingguang, will never betray this trust.
Uncle Cui Di, son of Cui Juqian, the county magistrate of Huai city in Zhongshan State.
Mr. Cui Juqian and his wife lived in harmony, raising three sons and a daughter. Their eldest son was kind, the third son filial, and their youngest daughter well-behaved. Cui Di, the second son, had been well-educated since childhood, but he had a rebellious nature, preferring adventure to convention. When he was twelve years old, he left home and never returned. Now that he is back, his appearance has changed considerably from his youthful self, but he still remembers the details of his family life, just like the memories of young Cui Di.
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And Lin Guangming... also approves of this marriage.
The son-in-law of the county magistrate of Huai, Zhongshan State, was a good starting point. Not so eye-catching, located in the Central Plains, belonging to the Dao Nation, with very good promotion space.
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Ghost cultivators are not discriminated against in the Taoist sect. They just need a flawless life experience—for this, he has long since fabricated his tragic life story, including how he died heroically, how he was forced to become a ghost cultivator, and how he persevered through hardship.
This is simply the truth!
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Who can say that in the Battle of Zhuang Kingdom, Lin Guangming wasn't sacrificing himself for righteousness and tirelessly striving to improve It's just that now the story's location has been changed from Zhuang Kingdom to Ji Kingdom, and some details have been slightly adjusted. It still very much reflects genuine emotions, though.
That night I went to the cemetery, just to complete the last bit of life experience, absorbing ghost qi was secondary.
He was quite willing to stay at the Cui family, first establishing a foothold and cultivating his reputation. Starting with Zhongshan Nation and then Jingguo, taking each step forward in this manner, with firm roots and strong branches, wouldn't be a bad way to follow the orthodox path. Moreover, the review process was much more lenient than directly joining Jingguo.
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To forge a golden body, to spread justice throughout the world, of course one must mingle among the most powerful forces.
Leaving Xuanwulou, Lin Guangming specially packed two roasted ducks and got a pot of wine, Zhuyeqing, which Mr. Cui loved to drink. Then, he went briskly to Xishi market, bought a fox fur coat for his mother-in-law, and picked out a pair of earrings for his innocent younger sister.
Life is so beautiful.
Lin Guangming smiled and greeted everyone he passed. He was well-known by his neighbors, who all liked him. As he walked, he even hummed a little tune.
He has a very clear vision for the future. He will be a good son-in-law, a good husband, and of course, one day he will certainly have to betray his family and use his elder brother Cui Di's head as a banner to prove his loyalty.
There's no way around it, the King of Hell from "Hell's Gate" is truly wicked. Lin Guangming can't bear to live with his conscience for long. No matter how deep the affection, it cannot shake justice—provided he has absolute certainty that he killed his virtuous elder brother. Otherwise, the strange behavior of the Chief Inspector, he has seen with his own eyes.
This dazzling prospect came to an abrupt end as several switches in his bedroom were flicked one after another.
Lin Guangming's footsteps didn't stop, but with a light sniff, he caught the faint metallic scent of blood, lingering faintly in his nostrils.
Creak.
Lin Guangming raised his hand and pushed open the slightly ajar courtyard gate. He saw eight corpses lying in the yard.
This included Huai Cheng County Magistrate Cui Juqian, Cui Juqian's wife, Cui Juqian's eldest son and daughter-in-law, Cui Juqian's third son and youngest daughter, and even two of Cui Juqian's grandsons! One was three years old, and the other had just turned one month old.
Their deaths were not at all gruesome; they lay quite peacefully in the courtyard.
But with the entire family wiped out, young and old alike meeting their demise, how could it be said that there was no tragedy!
Cui Di was dressed in the solemn robes of a county magistrate, sitting alone on the steps, his head bowed low, lost in thought. The sound of the door opening did not disturb him.
Lin Guangming's gift fell to the ground. His expression was heartbroken, his eyes incredulous. He pointed at Cui Di, his voice trembling: "You actually killed your entire family! You are capable of such a cruel thing - are you even human!"
He was really quite angry. Last night he had "confessed" to Cui Juxiang, using up the fabricated stories he had woven before. He was just about to marry a wife in Huai City and become an official, starting his climb upwards. Now Wang, the coroner, had thrown a wrench into his plans!
Cui Di raised his head and spoke with difficulty, "Brother—"
“I have no brother like you, who is heartless and unrighteous, without parents or kin!” Lin Guangming weighed the chance of life and death at this moment, recalling his careful observations over the past period. Filled with righteous indignation, he drew his sword: “Today, I shall sever ties with you——”
"They didn't kill them!" Cui Di shouted. "It was Sang Xian Shou's order! It was the hands of the central jailer!"
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He walked up to the old county magistrate's corpse and pointed at the old man's neck. "Look at this Plum Blossom Soul-chasing nail, this split petal blood mouth, these are all the methods of the Central Heaven Prison. I recognize them all clearly, there is absolutely no mistake."
In his official robes, the coroner Wang raised his hand and wiped away the wide-open eyes of his elderly father. With a punch, he smashed into the ground, creating a bottomless pit. His power was far greater than a few days ago. He roared with hatred: "Sang Xian Shou, you treacherous old thief, bringing calamity upon my family! You have no humanity! I will never forgive you!"
Today, all relatives have died.
Only after today will he truly be able to 'lose himself among mortals' and erase the loopholes exposed last time.
When he cursed Sang Xian Shou, he spoke even louder.
Looking at that unfathomable abyss, Lin Guangming's eyelids twitched. His expression remained pained and indignant, but he sheathed his sword: "You truly didn't kill him"
"I could never deceive you, let alone use my family to deceive you!" Cui Di was heartbroken, his temples throbbing with veins bulging as he gritted his teeth and said, "Brother-in-law, we absolutely have to avenge this!"
Lin Guangming, a man who respected facts, hurriedly said, "Brother, my sister and I haven't—"
“Though she is dead, her heart was already yours. My parents long ago saw you as their son-in-law——” Cui Di suddenly stood up, stirring the wind with him. A terrifying mask of the official coroner, Wang, covered his face, staring fixedly at him: “Younger brother, do you not wish to acknowledge this now”
"How could I not recognize her Her looks and smile, they are right before my eyes!" Lin Guangming gripped his sword tightly, more agitated than the coroner Wang. "I swear, I will never forgive this debt! Lin Guangming vows to avenge this!"
"Good brother—come!" Wang, the coroner officer, grabbed Lin Guangming's hand. "Today, I, as the host, will preside over your wedding with your sister! From now on, we vow to eliminate Sang Xian Shou!"
(The End)
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