The Sword Dynasty - 505. Chapter 504

All the defenders will remain silent and speak no more.

Everyone in the world knows that Zheng Xiu is the most powerful mistress of the Great Qin Dynasty, and can even be said to be the real principal of Changling at this moment, because everyone knows that since Yuan Wu became the throne, most of the time he spent most of the time in retreat and practice, almost All political affairs are handled by the two ministers and Zheng Xiu.

However, for Zheng Xiu, all Qin people’s attitudes are very subtle.

Her ruthless governance of the entire Da Qin dynasty has made the Da Qin dynasty more orderly and powerful in these years. However, her coldness will always cause a lot of discomfort, just like her previous attitude towards the city.

The more important reason is that she always has that person’s mark on her body.

In the eyes of these guards, even if she finally betrayed that person and chose Yuan Wu, she was once that person’s woman after all. For many years, the saint they were loyal to chose to forget and obliterate, but she did some things. Things keep reminding me of that person.

The holy will is unpredictable.

However, for these people who don’t like Zheng Xiu very much, they are also very clear that the strength of the Qin Dynasty is due to the closeness between the sage and the queen, the strong cultivation of the sage and the unparalleled governance of the queen.

For the entire great Qin dynasty, the most important thing is the attitude and thoughts of the saint towards the empress.

“Shen Xuan?… Is it a criminal order?”

In the majestic and secluded palace, Emperor Yuan Wu, dressed in common clothes, sat on the couch. He calmly looked at the volume of papers unfolding in front of him, shook his head peacefully, and then closed his eyes.

Closing your eyes is the beginning of a new round of practice.

The meaning of expression is not to see, to turn a blind eye.

Regarding everything Zheng Xiu did, he remained the same as before, allowing Zheng Xiu to indulge and ignore it.

…

The palace is very quiet.

But the people walking inside looked at the quiet room used by the emperor for his practice, the two-phase pavilion, and the position of the queen’s study in the harem, all feeling very panicked.

They all feel that something big is about to happen.

However, nothing happened, everything was calm as before.

The table and chair where the queen was sitting moved forward, closer to the mysterious patio and the spiritual spring surrounded by white spiritual energy.

All the spiritual lotus petals in the spring have withered, and a firm lotus has formed. The white aura that surrounds it seems to be gathering towards the lotus seeds in the lotus.

Each immature lotus seed is like a separate practitioner, revealing an unspeakable aura.

The queen’s perfect face exudes a porcelain-like luster, her eyes seem to be cast calmly in the blurred light that shuttles in the patio, but in the world of perception, there is a stormy sea.

Her perception has reached the heights of the starry sky that can’t be touched on weekdays.

The natal sword that came from Zhao Jianlu, but was forcibly taken by her, passed through the thinnest air zone with difficulty at this moment, as if it had truly escaped from this world, as if it turned into stars, slowly shuttled through the dying world. Starry sky.

Her perception was entangled with this sword, trying to make this sword accept the tempering of the star fire that she could not touch in the past.

This is a new exploration for her, but also a great adventure.

The little sword carrying her will is like a small boat in the ocean, and it is in danger of overturning at any time.

Every new ray of spark falls on this small sword, the vitality on the small sword is burned out of a wisp of smoke, the sword body trembles violently, and the painful meaning is naturally transmitted back to her world of perception. To her body.

This Zhao Si’s natal sword, after being tempered day and night, almost became her natal sword.

The pain of the natal sword is the real pain.

However, she didn’t feel the slightest pain, because a huge joy always filled her whole body and whole spiritual world.

When every ray of vitality on the small sword was burned, and it seemed that it was in danger, there were stars gathered from all directions by her will and injected into this small sword.

These stars turned into vitality, combined with the sparks remaining on this small sword, and truly settled in this small sword.

On the surface of the small sword, occasionally debris fell like a cicada, but the whole sword did not shrink.

This small sword seems to be reborn from the inside out.

At this time, she also felt that she was being reborn.

She is the beauty of the sky, but when she left Jiaodong County, she met that person, no matter how good she was, she couldn’t surpass that person.

When the person disappeared, Yuan Wu passed through the eight realms.

No matter whether it was before or now, she still carries the brand of that person or Yuan Wu, consciously always in the shadow of those two people.

Now that Zhao Jianlu has a sword that can withstand her will and the tempering of the stars, she has to continue the Heavenly God Technique to take her into a new world, and her state of mind is as free as when she entered Changling on the first day.

When the small sword broke through the end of her original perception, the surface layer peeled off like a cicada, ushering in a new life, Shen Xuan, wearing a brand-new official uniform, slowly walked out of the cold palace.

His official clothes were dark purple that Changling didn’t have before, and the patterns on his clothes were twisted like chains.

The flesh and blood wounds on his body have been scabs off, but the skin is still uneven, with different shades, as if there are many dead vines hidden under the skin.

The flesh and blood of the newborn was still itchy, but breathing the fresh air, Shen Xuan laughed inexplicably.

He also ushered in his new life.

…

Yan Shangdu.

A rebellion initiated by the foreign king has been completely put down.

Many troops from other counties and counties have begun to withdraw, and the people are busy with their livelihoods again. People in Shangdu have seen too much of this bloody thing. As long as they are not carried out in the small courtyard where they are located, so many big things are just Become a talk after a meal.

Several of the streets that were most severely destroyed in the battle are still being cleaned of corpses.

A general wearing a bronze armor sat wearily on a collapsed courtyard wall, watching the corpses of his subordinates being cleaned out continuously, and the bitterness and helplessness in his eyes became more and more intense.

There were several patrolling palace guards not far away. When he looked at this burly general, his eyes were full of envy and awe.

This general is the famous general of the Great Yan Dynasty Fan Yuqi, general of the Yanbei Army.

Awe naturally stems from Fan Yuqi’s strength shown by leading the army in this rebellion, but the envy lies in… this rebellion caused many generals who were above this general to die, and this general was like a natural man. Tier must be the number one man in the reorganization of the military next.

A person needs some amazing encounters if he wants to become a king.

However, for Fan Yuqi, he is very clear that he can finally sit here alive, one is from the many brave warriors of his subordinates, and the other is because of the streets where he fights. There are just a few powerful foreigners.

The general raised his hand, and a subordinate with a cold face but a sad expression in the depths of his eyes came to his side.

“Give it to the outsider named Wang Taixu.”

He took out a piece of soldier talisman at hand, handed it to his subordinates, and slowly said, “Tell him what I owe him.”