The Sword Dynasty
711 Father and Son
A goshawk, between the white clouds.
On the mountain under the white cloud, Emperor Yuanwu raised his head and just glanced at it, its vitality suddenly disappeared, and with a thin sacred light fell on the side of Yuanwu Emperor's camp.
A guard picked up the goshawk that had just been killed quietly and gave it to the attendant who was in charge of eating and living.
Soon the flesh on the goshawk was quickly chopped into pieces of meat and turned into a soup in the pot.
The eagle meat is too old and too thick to be delicious. However, Emperor Yuanwu did not pay attention to these flavors on weekdays. The most important thing is that he may have difficulty allowing creatures to fly over his head.
When the hot air mixed with the fragrance of wild vegetables began to rise, Emperor Yuanwu put down the file in his hand and stood up.
He overlooked the surrounding territory.
There are still files from time to time that have been handed in from the servants.
Although this is a barren border, it seems that because of his existence, it naturally became the center of the Great Qin Dynasty.
The most important thing for people is to be able to see themselves in addition to seeing others clearly.
From the beginning of the practice to the beginning of the Eight Realms, he has seen countless powerful practitioners and countless wizards. He is very clear that compared with those geniuses, if he has something special, it is to do anything. Focus enough, be serious enough, be down-to-earth enough.
This is true for spiritual practice, for military use, and for country management.
"Did you know? The thing I look down on most about you is that your talents are so strong that ruling the country and the world was originally a matter of great artistic need, but because your cultivation is too high, it has become All vulgar things can be determined purely by force. The existence of a person like you is always the biggest threat. Even if you led the army to break the three dynasties of Han, Zhao, and Wei, but my great Qin dynasty became a mere warrior. The most important thing about your dynasty is...you are not a royal family. In the end, the adoration of your enthusiasm will be light. How can the royal family rule the country? So you must die."
He slowly said these words to the "old friend" in his heart, and then let the attendant serve hot tea and some washed wild fruits.
Because he has already felt that his son Fusu is coming soon in the other half of the exchange.
The silence of the wilderness beneath the mountain was shattered by the sound of horseshoes, and an army escorted a carriage in his sight, approaching the mountain.
Xu Fu also appeared behind him, looking at the Prince Fusu who finally appeared in the line of sight, silent.
...
Almost at the same moment.
On the dark side of Wushan, in a river leading to the Qin territory, a seemingly ordinary merchant ship is slowly walking.
However, there are many magic circles in the merchant ship that block the fluctuation of the world's vitality. Naturally, it is to hide the breath of some special powerful practitioners. Of course, it cannot be a truly ordinary merchant ship.
In a quiet room, a man in a black robe with star-shaped bone ornaments on his body slowly opened his eyes.
When his eyes opened, many runes in this quiet room naturally reacted, and there were many black air spreading like vines.
This man in black robe is a Qisi, and the Daqi dynasty was now one of the most prestigious masters.
After he opened his eyes, he shook his head, a ridiculous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he naturally stood up and walked out of the quiet room directly.
Such a move made several practitioners on the same ship dismayed.
Because at the moment when he walked out of the cabin and walked onto the deck, there were countless black air in the river outside the ship, like the tentacles of a huge octopus spreading, but his figure was getting weaker and weaker, as if he was about to merge into a certain channel. Black gas, and then disappear.
"Are you?"
A practitioner in a yellow cloth robe could not help but asked in horror.
"This should be your own household chores, but it has caused me a lot of effort."
The Qis said this indifferently.
The last trace of his body left in the eyes of this practitioner was a black flame burst suddenly.
When the Qis' body disappeared, the strong shock and confusion of the practitioner in yellow robe only lasted for several hours.
Because the sky at this time suddenly brightened up, and even dispelled the blackness remaining in the river water.
A bright sword light pierced the sky, falling down from high altitude, and could not even be described as a meteor, because the speed of the sword light approaching was faster than that of the meteor.
Only one person in the world can be as fast as this.
A word "kill" was swallowed directly into the throat of this yellow robe.
He knew that if he really issued an order to kill the business lady in the cabin, then at the same time as he issued the order, he was already killed by Dantai Guanjian, and the practitioners in the cabin were too late to kill the business lady.
The Qis helped them escort the business lady, which was the top secret among top secrets, even the military of Daqin did not know.
Especially knowing the exact delivery route, only the Emperor Yuanwu and the Empress.
Therefore, Dantai Guanjian can appear here, just like the Qis who decided to flee in an instant. It may only be that there was something wrong between the two of them, and it was a household matter.
It was at this moment.
There was a weird vibration on the bottom of the entire merchant ship.
The merchant ship that was running fast in the river suddenly ran aground.
This is not a reef-grown area, but there are countless large and small tombstones, with a strong hatred and cold taste, floating from the bottom of the water, easily lifted the merchant ship and stuck.
...
"Father Emperor."
Fusu walked to the end of the mountain road, looked at the man who was waiting for himself in front of the camp, and bowed deeply.
The reunion of father and son was a very exciting time in itself, but somehow, after Fu Su shouted these two words, it was a slight pain in his heart, and his body seemed to become heavier and heavier, as if he could not lift himself up at all.
Yuan Wu quietly waited for Fusu to get up, and he waved his hand. All the rest of the mountain, except him, Xu Fu and Fusu, all dispersed.
The mountain breeze blew past the camp and hunted, making his peaceful voice somewhat empty.
"I know you have something to say, just say it."
"Father and Emperor, you can't suffer from this immortal medicine of the Wu Family Zu Mountain. This is a conspiracy to separate you and your mother." Fusu tried all his energy and finally raised his head, looking at his determined face.
"So what should I do?" Yuan Wu smiled faintly: "Do not let Miss Merchant, refuse the proposal? Aside from this immortal drug itself, do you want Miss Merchant to die or yourself to die?"
Fusu was dumbfounded. He opened his mouth slightly and was speechless.
Yuan Wu did not speak, just looked at him quietly.
"He won't kill me." After a long time, Fusu said the answer to this question very honestly: "Of course I don't want the business lady to die."
Yuan Wu laughed again and shook his head. "You must understand that since you were born in the emperor's house, you are not an ordinary person. The ordinary people think about what to eat today and what to wear tomorrow, but the emperor's house's People, consider the world, not the life and death of some people."