The entire altar was silent, and everyone was dumbfounded.

In the distance, there was a person in the crowd who saw it for real.

Judging from the clothes of this person, he can't see anything abnormal, he just feels that everything is ordinary, and the only thing that is a little different is that his temperament is elegant and elegant.

If you look at it, you will definitely find that this person is the person he met before.

This person is none other than Tongxuan!

At this time, Tong Xuan stood in the crowd and watched the altar from a distance.

I saw that with the emperor's suicide, the golden luck that had been condensed on the altar, and the pale yellow luck that had shrouded Wu Di, suddenly continued to dissipate.

This dissipation is almost as fast as the fog meets the sun.

Almost at the same time, with the emperor's corpse as the core, a sinister aura has swept over.

After a while, the entire altar was only black and red.

Seeing this, Tong Xuan couldn't help but secretly sneer: "Originally, he was not virtuous enough, but he dared to be called the emperor? Now the emperor has committed suicide, he has been convicted of the heavens, and his death is not far away, and he will open the way for Allah!"

Looking at Wei Yue, who was stunned in the distance, there was a mockery on his face.

With the Great Yan Dragon Qi occupied by Wei Yue, if it continues like this, it may be able to survive for a few years, but now, the Great Yan Dragon Qi that protects the land of Wu Yue is no longer half a cent.

Not only that, when this happened during the sacrifice to the sky, Wei Yue had already been condemned to the sky, which was really nothing to pray for!

There was a light in his eyes, and Tong Xuan saw that on the top of Wei Yue, a layer of rich black gas emerged, this rich black gas was full of all kinds of dirt, although at this time, there was still a piece of light sheltering Wei Yue, but it was constantly penetrating and approaching.

Wei Yue can't last long.

Tong Xuan didn't have to look at it anymore, turned around and left, and as he left, it happened that at this time, there was a big uproar on the altar, Wei Yue finally came to his senses, and the soldiers continued to mobilize and scratch constantly.

However, this has nothing to do with Tongxuan.

Winter said, cold wind gusts.

On the official road to Xiangyang, several fast horses were galloping towards Xiangyang City.

These people were all wearing Shu army uniforms, and their crotches were good horses, galloping past.

At this time, it was early winter, the grass and trees on both sides of the road were withering, the ground was frozen, and the cavalry galloped by, and the dust brought up was almost negligible.

In a small town post not far from here, there are soldiers wearing the same military uniforms, resting.

In normal times, it will not be open to the public at all, and it can almost be regarded as a stronghold of the Thirteenth Division.

"Report!" A quarter of an hour later, someone came in at a gallop from outside.

One of the thirteen divisions in the hall opened his half-squinted eyes suddenly, and his sharp gaze looked straight out.

"Come in!" he said, outward.

This person came in, saluted him first, and said in a report: "Lord Baihu, there is news from Wu Yue again, please watch." ”

As he spoke, he handed over the information.

"Wu Yue's news? Baihu took the information and watched it, and his face changed slightly: "...... Wu Wang Wei Yue has really done a great rebellion!"

"This information should be delivered to the Lord as soon as possible......" Baihu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice.

From the point of view of appearance, Baihu is about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, burly, more than eight feet long, with a cold complexion, and good facial features.

At this time, as soon as he squinted his eyes and spoke, the momentum of the people who were forcing people to bow in front of him was also a dignified.

"A few of you, this time it's been hard, go to the back to rest first, this information has been sent by someone. "Knowing that the person who sent the information must have been in a hurry overnight, Baihu ordered people to prepare a rest room, and called reliable henchmen to send them the information to continue to Xiangyang City.

At this time, Xiangyang City was busy for the ceremony of becoming the king.

During this time, Wang Hongyi not only presided over the government affairs of Shu and Jingzhou, but also accompanied his mother to gossip about his parents.

Because he was busy with the war, he couldn't fulfill his filial piety in front of his mother, so he had to squeeze out time to make up for it.

Song Xinyou is worthy of being born in the Song family, and he has some means to deal with palace affairs, although the inner palace has just moved from Chengdu to Xiangyang City, it can be said that there are many miscellaneous things and a lot of trivial matters.

But there is no chaos inside and outside, the palace people and maids, everyone is busy with their own things, and everything is arranged in an orderly manner.

The two young sons, although Wang Hongyi is a little strange with them, in the end, they are blood relatives, father and son, come and go, when the two children see Wang Hongyi again, they are no longer strangers, and they are a little closer.

Warmth made Wang Hongyi have a desire to go on forever, but this thought was fleeting, and reason made him continue to wake up, the troubled times are not over, the hegemony has not succeeded, and there is still a long way to go.

At the end of October, in Xiangyang City, it was already a cold wind, this year's winter, come early, wear thick clothes on the road, will feel a burst of cold, from the blowing breeze.

On October 28, Wang Hongyi was walking in the palace, had just had lunch, and had made an appointment with his three daughters, walking in the palace and talking softly.

In the distance, the palace people and the female officials followed cautiously, keeping a distance so that they couldn't hear the conversation.

Song Xinyou was wrapped in a silver-red coat, which became more and more set off with fair skin and black hair, and he was talking.

She was talking to her husband, casually observing the new show girl in the distance.

The result still made her more satisfied, seeing that the three girls were favored, these girls did not dare to bring out different colors.

Compared with Song Xinyou, Zhao Wan has already faded away from the jerkiness of the small jasper, and her temperament is peaceful and warm.

Su'er, pale green clothes, graceful posture, even in summer, will give people a kind of cold, in this early winter, more and more mysterious.

The four of them were walking, and there was an attendant who hurried from a distance.

As soon as he saw Wang Hongyi's figure, he immediately hurried over, a distance of more than a dozen steps, turned over and bowed down: "Your Majesty, Lord Yu and Lord Zhang, ask to see you outside the palace gate." ”

The palace gate referred to here is naturally the harem.

The palace in front of it is still modeled after the pattern of Chengdu Mansion, setting up the secret pavilion and the court hall, the ministers can only stop at the outermost palace gate of the harem, and then inside is the residence of the female dependents, and the ministers naturally cannot enter and exit at will.

Hearing the words of the servant, Wang Hongyi turned around and said to the third girl: "Today, here today, you turn around by yourself, don't catch a cold in the cold." ”

"The concubine knows. The third girl replied.

Wang Hongyi and the three of them were separated, and the chamberlain called someone to pass the public opinion, and after Wang Hongyi sat down, he walked outside.

In the palace gate, Yu Liangbo and Zhang Youzhi were waiting.

After a while, I saw Wang Hongyi coming by public opinion.

"Two Aiqing, go inside and talk. Wang Hongyi got down, pointed to the palace in front of him, and said.

Yu and Zhang obeyed the order, followed Wang Hongyi, and entered the palace.

At the back of the palace, there are several side halls, and in one of the small halls, Wang Hongyi is sitting down and giving tea to the two.

Until the palace people retreated, Wang Hongyi asked: "What do the two Aiqing want to talk about is Wu Yue?"

"The lord is right, this is exactly what happened. Zhang Youzhi arched his hand upward: "The minister received the news, a few days ago, Wu King Wei Yue wanted to concede, but when he met the emperor's angry reprimand, Wei Yue forced the emperor to die, and then he ascended the throne on his own, killing more than 600 members of the imperial family, and Dayan has ceased to exist since then." ”

Speaking of this, even Zhang Youzhi was a little embarrassed, he also grew up in the Dayan Dynasty and was a subject of Dayan, and suddenly heard that the old dynasty had completely perished, and it was inevitable that there was a trace of sentimentality in his heart.

Similarly, Yu Liangbo was also quite emotional, although they knew that this day would be sooner or later, they were also embarrassed.

Of course, this is just a moment of sighing, for these two people, the real lord is Wang Hongyi in front of him, and he only has sighs for the old dynasty, and the rest is joy.

"Congratulations to the Lord Duke, now that Dayan has perished, there will be no Allah in the world, and the Lord Duke can justifiably call the king and emperor, and there will be no more obstacles. ”

Yu Liangbo and Zhang Youzhi got up and said thank you.

Wang Hongyi was not happy, but when he heard this, his heart trembled.

I remember that in my previous life, Dayan had not perished until he died, and now, his existence has changed history and destiny more and more, but it is really this time and that time.

It's just that it is said that since Wei Yue, there has been a general surnamed Wu who has risen, and at that time he was already in a deep prison, and it is no longer known.

Wei Yue has seen it from afar, luck is okay to be called a king, but it is far from being an emperor, and he can only bring about his own destruction if he is barely on the throne, and now he is forcing the emperor to die, and he is even more self-defeating, I am afraid that no one in the world can tolerate it.

"This is really a crime in the sky, and there is nothing to pray for!" Wang Hongyi looked at the dark sky through the glass, and said faintly: "Huanghuang 200 years of Great Yan has perished, and I have been thinking about it for a long time, I am really shocked!"

Wang Hongyi took a few steps and said: "Lone is self-reliant, this has little to do with Dayan, but at this time I have to cry sadly, pass my order, before Lone ascends the throne, first Dai Xiaoyao worships the emperors of Dayan dynasties, and then obeys the heavens, ascends the throne and becomes the king, so as to set things right and calm this troubled world......"

"Check it out, the people who have been favored by Qianyan all wear filial piety and worship with the orphan!" Thinking of his previous life, Wang Hongyi's eyes were cold and he said.

"Yes, my lord!" Yu and Zhang stood up and responded.

"The Lord is holy and lofty, it is really a gift from heaven!" Yu Liangbo listened and said: "Although Dayan is dead, it is orthodox for two hundred years, after all, this has a deep foundation, and the lord worships it, and he immediately wins the hope of the world." ”

"Compared with Wei Yue, who was deeply favored by the emperor but usurped the dynasty and killed the emperor, the lord is like this, which will make the remnants of Dayan fall into tears and rush to defect. ”

Wang Hongyi wanted to say something, but he smiled bitterly, said something, and saw that the Lord had nothing else to say, and both of them retreated.

Wang Hongyi himself walked back and forth in the hall, thinking about the current situation, his face kept changing.

There was a brazier burning in the hall, and at this time, there was a crackling sound in the brazier, but it did not affect his thinking at all, and all kinds of thoughts came to his heart.

Suddenly, the changes that occurred on the top made him can't help but stop.

Paying attention to the changes on the top of his head, Wang Hongyi's face finally disappeared from his worries and gradually revealed joy.

(To be continued)