The bright moon grows from the tide, and the spring river connects the sea level.

When the moon was in the middle of the sky, Emperor Yuanwu, who liked to wear common clothes in the Qin Palace, walked out of the imperial study and stepped onto the observatory.

Seeing the recorded record of the historian of the Stargazing Today, "There is a demon star falling on the Wei River, which is dark red in color, and is afraid of being ominous." He Xin carried his pen and changed his words: "In the spring of the 12th year of Yuanwu, auspicious stars come to the court, and auspiciousness comes from the sky, and everything is suitable."

The moon is not full, only a corner is missing.

But when he stood on a high place with his hands behind his back, he looked very satisfied with the bright moon.

Where can we get complete perfection in the world? How can we get perfect beauty?

Even though those big rebels were not killed directly, even if someone took advantage of the overall situation and wanted to kill Fusu, he had already achieved all he needed.

From the beginning to the end of the Lushan Alliance, Changling will be completely peaceful and the Qin Dynasty will move forward steadily.

As for those chess pieces... Sometimes chess pieces are valuable only when they are alive. The strongest emperor is not to kill and defeat unparalleled, but to be able to take on an unparalleled banner.

Different ideas and different states of convenience.

What he cared about was not the every move of ordinary practitioners, one win and one lose, but the whole world.

At the same time, a convoy that seemed to be a caravan was moving on the official road.

In this convoy that had been two days away from Changling, Li Lingjun, whose hair was soaked with medicine, was also looking at the bright moon in the sky through the curtains.

The Liling Jun Mansion in Changling looked no different from usual at this time. Even his study was still lit with lights, but no one knew that he had officially embarked on the road to return home.

At this time, the fish market became lively, and many people swayed under the heavy canopy like ghosts.

The hunched old man holding a black bamboo stick looked at the calm face and the woman in red shirt sitting in front of the piano platform as usual, and asked, "Miss, you must leave Changling."

"This is not just your meaning, but the uncles in the court have the same meaning, right?" the woman in red asked softly at him.

The hunchbacked old man nodded and said, "The reason why we can live in Changling is that Emperor Yuanwu knows that we are not in the world, but seeking a place to live. But since we have moved us, it means that he wants to make changes in the fish market. This time it is for the sake of the uncles in the court."

The woman in red nodded, but sighed and said softly: "After that being said, if you are born in Changling, you must stay in Changling, and even if you die, you must see clearly. If Ye Ce Leng doesn't leave, how could I leave?"

The hunchbacked old man's eyes were slightly deeper, and he wanted to say something to advise him for a moment.

However, the woman in red continued to say softly: "Others don't know, but we checked Song Shenshu's body that day, and it should be a nine-dead silkworm. Mr. Zhao Si broke his sword and Bai Shanshui was seriously injured. Even if the two could escape, Emperor Yuanwu could show his skills in the Lushan League with satisfaction, and would not care about me, the orphan for the time being."

The hunchbacked old man took a deep breath and finally stopped talking.

Fang Xiubei is also watching the moon at this time.

He was standing on the reef in the river that Zhao Si had been standing by, and Ye Ce Leng had made.

The river water in front of him reflected the moon that was missing a corner and was not very perfect.

There was also a bright moon in his heart that was not very perfect.

The river surging and slamming the reefs under his feet, stirring up thousands of waves.

Although he did not miss this situation, he could not see the shocking battle here with his own eyes, but only some subtle traces and some minor changes in the vitality of heaven and earth made him imagine the scene of the battle here at that time.

The sky fell, the river water broke into the green pond, the sky was broken into the cold pond... The picture that finally frozen in his mind was Ye CeLeng walked here tiredly and sat on the reef under his feet.

Why were Bai Shanshui and Zhao Yi so recklessly and fighting wildly? Why did Ye Celeng dare to appear in front of these two people, and why did he stay in Changling?

He looked at the incomplete bright moon shaking in the river, and felt that he was missing something crucial compared to these people.

The holy intention was hard to disobey, and his broken mirror was almost half apart.

At this moment, feeling the aura left by these three wonderful women, he began to have an epiphany.

Whether the difference can be retrieved depends on yourself.

What is bad is not the timing, but the bond, but the spirit.

"Take off your clothes!"

A Buddhist verse suddenly sounded in his mind.

The worry in his eyebrows disappeared instantly, and a smile of joyful smile that was indescribable in words appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He took off all his clothes and jumped into the river barefoot.

In the dark river water, he laughed and let the water flow wash his body, gradually getting farther and farther away from Changling.

This was the strongest sword intent he had brewed so far, cutting off all the bonds between him and the Marquis' Mansion, Changling, the Imperial Palace, and this dynasty.

This night, some people stayed and some left.

The first accident finally happened in the overall situation of the most powerful Qin emperor ever on the observatory.

Fang Xiumu did not become a powerful sword he brought to the Lushan Alliance, but chose to leave.

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"Turn Baishanshui into the fish market, and Zhao Si and Baishanshui have a great battle. If Zhao Si must avenge Zhao Zhan, after a battle, Lian Bo, Shen Xuan and others ambush them back, I'm afraid that even Zhao Si and Baishanshui will die. It's such a big deal."

In the wine shop where Wutong fell, Ding Ning was not watching the moon, but looked at the face of Changsun Qianxue, who was even more beautiful than the full moon, and said slowly.

Shen Yi is also a giant household in Guanzhong. He has many news from a very fast source, and there are many means to inquire about the news on the two floors. In addition, the fish market is not far from Wutong Lake, and many breaths of Changsun Qianxue have also sensed it. Therefore, this shocking situation gradually became clear in Ding Ning's mind at this time.

"There is the breath of Xishan Sword Pan."

Changsun Qianxue didn't need to think too much about it and knew that her killing Fan Zhuo just happened to ignite the fuse of this overall situation. She frowned slightly and said, "This is the talisman soldier who has settled in Lilingjun, and it is almost a mid-grade power of the seventh realm. Emperor Yuanwu promised him what good he actually made him hand over this thing."

Ding Ning sneered: "Of course he will allow him to return to Chu."

Changsun Qianxue said: "Will the price be too high?"

Ding Ning glanced at her and said, "I don't know how many people in the Great Chu Dynasty don't want him to go back. It's not a big price to ensure his safety and return to Chu."

Changsun Qianxue frowned and said, "I'm not saying that the price he gave was too high, I'm saying that the price he gave was too high for the Xishan Sword Plate to exchange for the return to Chu, and the price he gave was too high."

"Do you think Lilingjun is excellent, for fear that the enemy country after the Qin Dynasty will have a young and powerful emperor?" Ding Ning shook his head coldly: "In terms of mind skills, Lilingjun and Zheng Xiu are both far apart. Since Zheng Xiu asked him to go back, it means that she never thought Lilingjun was her opponent, or that she had absolute control over this matter. In the battle in the third year of Yuanwu, our army was wiped out by 200,000, and countless chariots were lost, and Yangshan County was cut off. A son was changed to 600 miles, which was a great humiliation, so you should be optimistic. In this Lushan League, Emperor Yuanwu was the first to target the Great Chu Dynasty. After this Lushan League, Yangshan County would be returned. In the future, the enemy country would be destroyed. The first to be destroyed is the Great Chu Dynasty."

After a pause, Ding Ning sneered and continued: "Compared to killing Bai Shanshui and Zhao Si, letting Liling Jun return to Chu is the most important game in this game. Although Liling Jun is excellent, he stayed in Changling for too long. After staying in Changling for too long, everything about him has been learned too much."

Changsun Qianxue's face became increasingly dissatisfied.

The more complicated the things you don’t like, the more complicated the mind is, the more she doesn’t like.

What's more, she has never liked Zheng Xiu.

"I remember the breath of that child."

A trace of chill flowed out from her eyes, and she said slowly.

This sentence was very abrupt, but Ding Ning understood it completely. He was silent for a moment and said, "I know he should be Fusu."

"Who wants to kill him?" she also remained silent for a moment and asked.

"Someone wants to kill Fusu through this situation. People who can do such things will not be ordinary powerful people, but just two major figures? The other powerful people behind the prince, even Zheng Xiu, are possible." Ding Ning shook his head and looked at her and said, "This kind of fighting in the temple is like the most complicated ones in the rich family's wives and concubines fighting openly and secretly."

Changsun Qianxue frowned and said with a slightly cold voice: "Is it possible for Zheng Xiu? Why did she kill her son?"

"Maybe it's just a gesture, even if I don't take all my strength, she will be prepared?" Ding Ning said coldly: "Maybe it's just another situation, deliberately making people feel that it was planned by someone else."

This kind of palace dispute is too complicated, and Changsun Qianxue finally has no interest in thinking about it.

She closed her eyes and began to practice, but she was always as unfulfilled as the bright moon with a horn, and she could not meditate in her mind.

She opened her eyes again, looked at Ding Ning, and asked, "Is he the son of that person?"

Ding Ning looked at her eyes and shook her head seriously and affirmatively, "No."

Changsun Qianxue didn't say anything else and closed her eyes. For some reason, the frost on her face was thicker than usual.
Chapter completed!