About 100 miles to the south of Jinling City, there is a county seat, called Huansang.

According to legend, Emperor Gaozu of the Great Zhou Dynasty was defeated and fell under a mulberry tree, and finally survived by relying on the mulberries that fell from the mulberry tree at that time. After the Great Zhou Dynasty was in the unification war, the Emperor Gaozu felt his kindness, so he gave the mulberry tree the "sacred tree", and gave the county town the name of mulberry.

Although the mulberry tree, known as the "sacred tree", has died in the last years, the name has been retained. Just to avoid the previous dynasty, it was written as Huansang in Daqing.

And Mo Lingtian took the Qinglian Sect all the way to the south, and at this time he happened to arrive in this Huansang County. This is also the birthplace of Bisujae.

If you look at it at this time, you can see that this small county town, which originally did not have many people, has gathered a lot of troops at this time. On the so-called city wall made of loess, there is actually the banner of the previous dynasty and the Great Zhou!

The Qinglian Sect has always been under the banner of restoring the Great Zhou Dynasty and returning the health of the people, but it is the first time that the banner of the Great Zhou of the previous dynasty has been displayed in such a grand manner!

The county government in Huansang County, which was originally used to interrogate prisoners and settle grievances, has now become Mo Lingtian's temporary camp. In the hall, he was sitting calmly, with a steaming cup of tea on the red table in front of him.

Under the hall, all the hall masters of the Qinglian Sect were standing obediently, no one dared to speak, and the entire public hall could be heard by needles!

"Feng Li, how many people haven't come?" touched the teacup on the table with his hand, as if feeling the temperature of the tea in the cup, and then asked Feng Li in the hall.

When Feng Li heard this, he hurriedly stood up and clasped his hands, "Protector of the Dharma, there are still three hall masters who have not come." ”

"Are they all far away?" Mo Lingtian nodded, and then asked.

Feng Li was a little apprehensive, since he left Jinling City and retreated to this Huansang County, this Mo Protector has already killed a lot of people!

"Yes, it's a little far ......away," he looked up and glanced at his face secretly, and then replied cautiously.

"Forget it, don't wait for them." After Mo Lingtian finished speaking coldly, he picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip gently, "Hall masters, you must have all heard about Jinling City, right?" ”

No one in the hall replied, so he continued: "I think my Qinglian Sect has worked hard in this Jiangnan for so many years, and I thought that I would win, but I lost this first step!" Lost ......"

Repeated, the voice was not loud, but all the people in the hall heard a trace of unwillingness, a trace of ruthlessness.

"I, Mo Lingtian, have never failed for so long, because I hate failure!" After a pause, he smiled slightly...... "Of course, the matter of Jinling has nothing to do with your hall masters, and I didn't call you here to sigh, but to let you know that what I lost will definitely be able to get it back!" ”

"Lord Protector, as long as you give an order, we will lead the brothers in the sect and enter Jinling!" Hearing Mo Lingtian say this, others were fine, but Feng Li couldn't sit still! Because the Qinglian Army in Jinling City is led by him!

Feng Li, as one of the few Daqing generals in the Qinglian Sect, although he is a little lustful and acts like a bandit, he has his own pride in his bones.

In his opinion, he was different from these reckless hall masters, and he looked down on these reckless hall masters. And now, Mo Lingtian's words were tantamount to slapping him in the face in front of these hall masters he looked down on! The pride in his heart made him unable to endure it any longer, he had to express his position!

People, it's always so good that the scar forgets the pain, it's only been three days, and he has forgotten the painful night in Jinling City! It's so imposing that it's as if he can really fight back.

Mo Lingtian didn't speak, but glanced at Feng Li coldly, frightened by his eyes, Feng Li subconsciously shuddered, and then heard Mo Lingtian say: "General Feng is very courageous, but your courage, let's keep it and use it later!" ”

This can be regarded as saving face for Feng Li, and after finishing speaking, he no longer looked at Feng Li's pale face, and said coldly again: "Hall masters, go back to your hall, count the people, and let's kill Hangzhou together!" ”

Of course, the shame of Jinling must be avenged, but now is not the time. Besides, what he Mo Lingtian is plotting is the whole world!

The reason why he wants to take Jinling is precisely because Jinling is too important, and all the troops in the entire Nanqing are basically south of Jinling, as long as he can take Jinling, he can take the opportunity to drag the reinforcements, and then he can take the entire Jiangnan and even Nanqing. When the time comes, there will be no soldiers, there will be a mutiny, and he will stand up and sort out these deserters, which can be said to be effortless, and then plot against the northern country, why worry about this hegemony?

It's just that this beautiful chess game was disrupted by Shi Yuan's "changer"! However, then again, as long as Shi Yuan can be forced, he will also rebel and trap him in Jinling, which will cause a lot of trouble!

As for how to force Shi Yuan to rebel, he Mo Lingtian had a way. When he left, let Chai Fugui stay in Jinling, it was almost time to act, right?

Looking at the silence in the hall, Mo Lingtian showed a long-lost smile and began to deploy......

Hangzhou was called Qiantang before Daqing and was one of the most prosperous capitals in the south of the Yangtze River. Since the split of Daqing, the dignified son of heaven was forced to retreat to the north of the Yangtze River by his siblings, and then the capital was Hangzhou. Since then, with the natural danger of the Yangtze River, the confrontation with Beiqing began, and this confrontation has been five years!

The matter of Jinling was transmitted to the court yesterday, and at this time, the Zhenghe Palace, that is, the place where the Nanqing Emperor was in the early court, the hall was full of civil and military officials, who had been standing since the morning until now, and had already passed the meal, and the hungry chest was attached to the back. But the master sitting on the dragon chair did not speak, and what did they dare to say?

Since moving the capital to Hangzhou, it is the first time that such an early dynasty has been, and the civil and military officials are miserable in their hearts.

Sitting on the dragon chair was the emperor of Nanqing, who looked to be about forty years old, with a handful of goatees, sunken eyes, a high nose, and a somewhat thin figure. But after all, it is the Son of Heaven, and as soon as he sits on this dragon chair, he has a posture of not being angry and arrogant, and he is the face of the emperor!

He was supposed to be the emperor of the whole world and the whole Daqing, but now, he can only be the emperor of "half...... So, he had half of the dragon chair cut off and vowed to take back the northern kingdom.

"Ladies and gentlemen, don't you usually talk a lot? What, dumb now? ”

The hall was still the same, and no one dared to say a word.

In fact, it's not that these civil and military officials don't want to speak, but because no one knows Shi Yuan's purpose at all now. What did this man who single-handedly drove the Qinglian Sect out of the city want to do?

(End of chapter)