Conquer the World

Chapter 810 Incoming Guests

Dali City

Royal Palace

The sun at noon hangs at the highest point in the south, but it is not as hot as the flame roasting. In the shade of the green wood-lined Dali City Palace, there is no figure of a lazy eunuch in the past, nor those The figures of the soldiers of the Forbidden Army and the guards of Ouchi, because they were both busy running away.

The moment the news of the city broke into the palace, everyone was crazy.The panicked person didn't even think about changing clothes and started running outside, it seems that not running is a dead end.Before running, the greedy people went to the palaces to collect valuable objects and stuffed them into their arms, hoping that these things would bring some help to their future lives.Reasonable people returned to the room and waited quietly for the moment, because they knew they could not be slaughtered.

There was a mess in the corridor, a slender figure walked slowly, no bright sun could take away the lonely depression of his back, the scenery was still so beautiful, but he was so sad.

Crown Prince Yan Rong of Murong walked blankly. He saw a horizontal knife abandoned on the ground who did not know who was behind him and then picked it up. Then he seemed to have made a decision, turned around, and walked towards the ancestral spirit. The main hall.There are many ranks in that hall, which are the spiritual positions of the emperors of the great Shang Dynasty.

His Royal Highness did not know that these people had nothing to do with him.

The blade of the horizontal knife slipped across the ground, and the sound was very harsh.

Murong Changlan stood at the gate of the hall and looked back at the palace he was most familiar with. The meaning in his eyes was very complicated. There was sadness, nostalgia, reluctance, and determination.He carefully read all the things he could see, then walked into the hall and knelt down in front of those spirits.

"Lezuri ..."

Murong Changlan knelt down and knocked his head: "Several decades ago, the Sui army defeated Yongzhou, the big merchants destroyed the country, the father and emperor escaped with all the hardships, and re-established the country in Dali City. Understanding the helplessness of the father emperor at that time, in order to continue the big business, he had to bow down to the enemy country, even emperor himself, these humiliation is just to make the blood of Murong family will not be cut off. "

"Father and Emperor have done well enough, but they are born out of time. Dayan is worried about domestic and foreign troubles, he is not a minister, and the people are not the people. , Erchen knows that he has done his best, but in such an era, it is finally difficult to make a difference. The royal blood of the Murong family may end today. It is due to the lack of filial piety, but the weak crown has not added to the Murong family, but ... It is precisely because of this that children do not have to make any cruel choice today. "

"The father emperor abandoned me, but I don't blame him."

Murong Changlan straightened his body and looked at the spirit above with a calm tone, saying: "Father Emperor Xiu is amazing. If he escapes alone, he still has the opportunity to go out. If he takes me, it will inevitably be a drag. As long as the Father Emperor can Go out and you should be able to make a comeback in the future. "

"Now that the father and emperor are gone, someone in Murong's family must be responsible for what happened today. Let me do this."

Murong Changlan once again knocked a head: "Children have dreams of reviving Dayan since childhood, so they do not like the text and love the martial arts, always thinking that one day they can raise troops to the north to restore the rivers and mountains, and promote the grandeur of my Murong family. There is Ling Yunzhi in his heart, but there is no opportunity to show his ambitions. It is a pity for children and ministers not to throw away their blood for Murong ’s family resurgence.

"Children, there are three major hatreds. One hates the enemy's country is too strong and Dayan is weak. Two hates the courtiers and centrifuges can not be the same. Three hates their own weakness and embarrassment."

He raised his head and said slowly: "If the ancestors and ancestors are spiritual, please bless the father and emperor to escape this robbery. On the day of the country's destruction, the soldiers outside are still bleeding for the Murong family. Be careful. I only wish to return to Murong's house in the afterlife, mention 100,000 soldiers, and break through Chang'an. "

He kowtowed for the third time, then grabbed the horizontal knife on the ground and aimed the tip of his knife at his heart: "The country is broken, people are killed."

After these four words were spoken, he poked the horizontal knife into his heart.

At the moment when he fell softly, a desolate figure fell outside the hall, and it happened to see Murong Changlan's body falling down.

"Do not!"

The man screamed and knelt down softly: "Laner ... I should have told you earlier that you are not a descendant of Murong's family. You have nothing to do with these people. You are wrong for your father. For this throne to deceive everyone, including yourself and you, if I tell you all this early, you will not do such a stupid thing! "

"Lan'er, why are you so stupid! You die in front of these people's spiritual position, they will only laugh!"

Emperor Yan Rong Murong cried in shame and fell to the ground. Where did he care about the bright clothes?

"Wrong for Father!"

He cried prostrately: "Wrong! For the father should not escape alone, you will not do it if I take you with you. I hate!"

He struggled to get up, stumbled into the hall, glanced at the young tears of the young body on the ground.He walked to Murong Changlan's body, leaned over and picked him up, and walked outside the hall.When he walked to the door, he turned around and brushed his sleeves, his inner strength rolled around, and the spirits that were enshrined were blown in all directions.

"I have enough to pretend, you people don't have to laugh at me. I stole the mountains and rivers of your Murong family, and I will return them to you now."

Holding his son's body, he walked towards the main hall step by step.

"Lan'er, your surname is Murong, your surname is Chen."

He walked and said, "It ’s not called Murong shame for my father, it ’s called Chen Yandong. Our ancestral home is no longer in Peicheng, in a small village two hundred miles south of Yongzhou. You are the Chen family, not the Murong family. . "

He walked all the way and said that his tears wet his front.After he walked to the entrance of the main hall of the palace, he seemed to hesitate, and then he smiled sadly: "Lan'er, you are dead, what's the point of escaping for your father even if you are alive? This Jiangshan has nothing to do with us. "

He put Murong Changlan's body on the dragon chair, and then went out, and came back a short time later, holding a large jar with one hand. It was an old wine stored in the imperial dining room.Murong Shame shattered the wine tank and spilled the old wine all around.

Overturning the long lantern of the crane in the temple, the fire quickly spread and burned up the tent.

He sat next to Murong Changlan in the dragon chair, watching the flames rise gradually.

"Actually, it ’s not that I did n’t think about being a father. I took you out of the palace to be a farmer and gave you some farming skills instead of the way of the emperor. I know, as long as you are given time to wait for you to succeed to the throne, you will definitely make Dayuan Kingdom strong and unmatched. Father has always believed that you will become a generation of Mingjun ... Unfortunately, Father failed to keep you up to that day. "

"It turns out ... how you get it, you lose it."

Murong curled up in the dragon chair and closed his eyes slowly: "For decades, rich and glorious, but a void. I have gained so much, so I have lost so much. The people of Murong's family, you come again when I go down Let me find a theory. There is no more big country in this world. In fact, there is no big business long ago. "

Flames

The hall was swallowed by the sea of ​​fire.

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Weiqi Temple

Fang Xie patted the white lion's forehead to make it stand on the ground, and then walked into the temple gate.Speaking of which, this is the first place where Fang Xie entered.When he took refuge in Dali City, he misunderstood his monk and had a few intersections with him. At that time, Fang Jie's understanding of Buddhism was all about hiding the monks in the temple instead of the Dalun Temple in the Western Region.

Now, the impression of Buddhism in Fang Jie's mind has completely changed, but he has not concealed these people in the temple.

Fang Jie now also believes that if the rules of Buddhism in the Western Regions are followed, then the monks in the temple are rebellious.If you follow the rules set by the first-generation abbot master in the Weiqi Temple, then the current monks can be called false monks ... This is because there is a monk in Weiqi Temple who has mistaken his own monk. Leaning in the red dust.

When Fang Jie walked into the temple gate, the two grey-clad monks at the door were fighting. There was no fear of the city breaking, and the two men were scared.

"The abbot said that when we met the woman who looked at us, we would allow us to go back and give birth to children. I am now looking at the granddaughter of the Chen family in the alley. Why do you say that I have broken the rules?"

A young monk said seriously that when he was seven or eight years old, he pinched his waist, and the truth was what it looked like on me.The other young monk is five or six years old, and his mouth is a little bit clumsy: "The abbot said that he looked at her, it means you looked at her and she looked at you, and now she looks at her and she looks at her. Why is it popular? "

"Why do you say she doesn't look good on me?"

"Because she sees me, it looks better."

The seven- or eight-year-old monk froze for a moment, then cried: "Have you thought of me in this way, can we still eat together and sleep together and recite the scriptures?"

Seeing him crying, the six or seven-year-old monk panicked his hands and feet, and quickly stepped forward to wipe his tears for him: "The big deal ... The big deal is that we ignore her, but I think it's more important that we are not broken. "

"Okay, you can talk, pull the hook!"

Fang Jie couldn't help but shake his head and laughed. He said that this slight concealment in the temple was still so shocking. He stopped to listen to the conversation between the two young monks, and he laughed brighter.The miserable monk came out from inside and saw Fang Jie standing there, then shook his head and sighed: "Returning the two of them apart, the bright eyes and teeth of Xiao Nizi's child were actually defeated by the man ... oh!"

Fang Xie laughed and walked with his fists clenched: "I have seen the monk, thank you monk."

"no need thank me?"

Asked the monk by mistake.

Fang Xie laughed: "Forgot, just remember to thank you."

The monk mistakenly nodded: "It's good to forget it, remember it badly."

Knowing what he meant, Fang Xie stepped up the stairs and asked, "Can the sweet-scented osmanthus cake be so delicious?"

The monk mistakenly shook his head: "The sweet-scented osmanthus cake was returned home ten years ago."

"why?"

Fang asked.

Misunderstanding the monk said a little helplessly: "Because I sat at the door crying, and no one who is so good has no offspring so poor, he looked scared and ran away that night. Alas, I did not cry once or twice , Why can't he look away like this? "

The crying person actually looked away long ago.

"The great monk has great wisdom."

Fang Xie praised.

"You just said that you are here?"

Asked the monk by mistake.

"Thank you."

"He came empty-handed?"

"Uh ... I'm in a hurry, I forgot to prepare a gift. Next time, next time I will bring some gifts."

"Come here, drop off!"