Chapter 272: Alone in the Snowfield
On the dossier, in just a few sentences, Zhao Yu read it for a long time, and he was also thinking that as an emperor, when he looked at a thing, it was not just as simple as the matter itself, but also from the perspective of the entire dynasty, to pay attention to the content and consequences behind it.
The most important thing is that this matter has been going on for more than sixty years, and he needs to think about what it has fermented.
So he asked the first question he had when he learned about it:
"What is so special about the lineage of the Ying Dynasty. ”
The old king of Bei'an, who was kneeling below, continued to lie on the ground, but the voice of response came out:
"The surname Win as the most noble surname in the vast land of Shenzhou for tens of millions of years, the talent of its descendants is perfectly presented, in the previous dynasties, the super taboo was almost monopolized by the straight blood royal family of the Win family, which shows the great power contained in its bloodline. ”
"But the so-called taboo alone is not enough for so many people to firmly force them to never suffer in the future. ”
Zhao Yu's body leaned forward and spoke gently, the emperor's voice was rolling, and the old Bei'an King below hesitated for a moment before continuing to speak:
"There is also a legend that the descendants of the Ying family can use tokens to open the underground imperial tomb, summon hundreds of millions of mercenaries and Yin soldiers, turn into a sea of soldiers, and sweep the earth, which can be used to restore the country. ”
"A legend alone is not credible, but can there be proof?"
"Historical records record that in the middle of the previous dynasty, the same experienced the collapse of the world, the uprising of heroes in various places, and the time of crisis, the bloodline of the Ying family turned the tide with the sea of underground palace mercenaries and Yin soldiers, and the society of the rivers and mountains was not lost, and the national Zuo lasted for another 4,000 years. ”
Hearing that one of the eight forbidden places in the Central Plains of Shenzhou, known as the deepest and boundless Ying Clan's underground palace, Zhao Yu subconsciously raised his hand and touched his chin, although this forbidden place is claimed to only enter and not leave, but a few days ago, the two strongest young generations of the Great Xia Dynasty and the Sun Empire stepped into this underground palace one after the other.
"Maybe that's what variables are called?"
Faint thoughts and thoughts jumped in the young emperor's mind, and then he came back to his senses, looked at the king of Bei'an below, and continued to speak:
"So the Ying family's lineage has become a fact?"
The old king of Bei'an kowtowed again.
"Minister, the sin deserves death. ”
"But so what?"
The voice came down smoothly as usual, and after hearing this, the old king of Bei'an raised his head suddenly, looking at the Lord of Great Xia who was sitting in front of him, without fear, in disbelief.
Zhao Yu's watery eyes did not change, and he continued to open his mouth to speak:
"The entire Great Xia is my Zhao clan and all the people fought down with a knife and a gun, if you are afraid of an ethereal legend, a historical record that does not know whether it is true or false, what kind of face is there to be the lord of the Central Plains of the vast land of Shenzhou, the turtle of the alien race who has been killed can't shrink, the mere soldiers and mercenaries of the Yin soldiers, what should have been buried in the earth a long time ago, why be afraid!"
When the young emperor said this, he didn't have any power, but this plain, homely tone made the king of Bei'an, who was once extremely proud of the killing god in his heart, bow again with joy and sincerity, and said respectfully:
"Your Majesty's mind accommodates the four seas, the emperor's majesty is immense, but the minister's request remains the same, the Jiang descendants are extremely good, and they can completely guard the Tianmen Gorge without losing, so the minister once again begged His Majesty to grant the minister the north to the snow field, even if he dies, he has no regrets. ”
Zhao Yu did not answer immediately, but continued to speak:
"You should know that this is an obvious trap, and the person who set up the bureau is also sure that your King of Bei'an will definitely go, although the extreme northern snowfield has the pressure of Liuli Town, but the Ice Plain Female Saint was injured in Shenjing City, and now she is in retreat to heal, so the major tribes are ready to move, and the most important thing is that you are the King of Bei'an in Great Xia, representing Great Xia, and there are countless people who have been stained with the blood of the snow people in the hands of Tianmen Gorge over the years, if the news that you are alone in the snow field is released, the entire snow tribe wants to besiege you and kill you quickly. ”
Speaking of this, Zhao Yu paused slightly, and then continued to speak:
"The temperature of the snow field is extremely low, the combat power of the Terran monks will be greatly reduced, and you are old, and if the news that the king of Bei'an of Great Xia, who guarded Tianmen Gorge, was consumed to death in the extreme northern snow field, it is tantamount to adding a dose of fierce news to the antipathy of those snow tribes, so this matter is not only aimed at you, but also against me. ”
After Zhao Yu finished speaking, the rolling emperor power in his body swept outward in an instant, and the entire Lingbo Hall seemed to resound with bursts of phoenix roars, and at the same time, the sound full of murderous intent sounded again.
"The glory of Great Xia is not disgraceful, and the Zhao clan is also not disgraceful, it is really interesting to dare to declare war on me, and Jiang Yu, the king of Bei'an, obeyed the order. ”
"The minister is here!"
"I agreed to your trip north to the snowfield, but you take this with you. ”
Zhao Yu waved his sleeves forward, and a small stone statue exuding a reckless atmosphere appeared in the void in an instant, it was a giant, the head was misty and shining, and there were vines at the bottom entwined upwards, and if you looked closely, it was a miniature version of the defensive stone statue.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, Long live Your Majesty, the Queen Mother is healthy and auspicious, and the minister retires. ”
The stone statue slowly floated in front of the king of Bei'an, who took it with both hands, and then kowtowed to Zhao Yuyi above again, turned around and stepped out of the Lingbo Palace.
The cold moon gradually rises upward, Zizhu Lane, Bei'an Palace.
The old king of Bei'an sat on the main seat, and beside him, there was a group of young women, who were constantly wiping their tears at the moment, and opposite the old man, his third son Jiang Tu and fourth son Jiang Yue were also sitting expressionlessly.
After comforting the surroundings, the old king of Bei'an turned to his two sons and said:
"As a father, I'm ashamed. ”
At this time, the old man sitting upright had a clear look in his eyes, with great guilt, he really owed too much to the Jiang juniors.
"I'm about to go to the north, life and death are unpredictable, and I am proud of you, and you may be ashamed to have my father, but I have always been proud of you. ”
After the old man's voice fell, the mighty old king of Bei'an, dressed in a royal robe, got up and stepped out, and there was already a bronze knight horse outside the palace gate.
There was a neighing sound of horses in the night, and the old king of Bei'an left the capital at night and entered the snowfield alone.
Waiting for the sound of horses' hooves to get farther and farther, in the main hall, Jiang Yue, who had been sitting for a long time, opened his mouth and gently spit out two inaudible words.
"Father. ”
At the same time, in the imperial garden of the White Emperor Palace, under the Xuantian Tree, a middle-aged palace maid's voice came into the ears of Zhao Yu, who was reading a dossier.
"Your Majesty, the Queen Mother will let the slave remind you that you should go back to the summer palace to rest earlier. ”
Zhao Yu smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, nodded, put the file on the desk, and got up to leave.
On the desk, there were high piles of files, bathed in moonlight, and these files were specially ordered by him to find out all the records about the Imperial Tomb of the Ying Family.
It's just that the one spread out on the desk is extremely interesting, and there is also a line of small print annotations on it.
'After the incident of the king of Bei'an, I specially went to the underground palace of the former dynasty to have a look, and they were all like home-like things, and they came out, but they didn't take it at all. ’
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