Chapter 1962 Chaos of the Country

"嘤嘤......"

Xiao Wu looked down at the white fox in his arms.

She released her breath, and the white fox obviously recognized her.

It was the little fox she had raised at the old site of Lei Xiao Sect.

For fifteen years, Qin Sang has been in seclusion to meditate on the Thunder Altar. Both Suzaku and Luohou are a little afraid of her. On weekdays, she only has the small beasts released into the mountains by the spiritual formation to keep her company.

Among them, the one who has been with her the longest and is the most humane is the little fox.

Before leaving, Qin Sang asked her if she wanted to take the little fox with her, but Xiao Wu refused at that time. She didn't expect to meet again under such circumstances.

One person and one fox looked at each other.

The little fox's eyes were full of surprise, and he looked more spiritual than before.

Xiaowu stretched out his hand and gently touched the little fox's head.

"Chirp!"

The little fox barked and narrowed his eyes, looking quite comfortable and useful as always.

The mountain wind rustled through the forest.

The breeze is gentle, the warm sunshine shines on my body, and the sound of wind is in my ears.

It's like going back to the old days.

Xiao Wu's expression gradually softened. He looked around and took a moment to sense, and found that he had flown out of the Yan Kingdom without knowing it, and that he was in a strange land beneath him.

Where should we go next?

Xiaowu was silent for a moment, and already had a target - the capital of Yan State, the bank of Yuyao Lake, Qingyang Tea House.

As for the questions in her heart, there is no answer for the time being, but there is no need to be anxious. Maybe she can find an opportunity to solve all the doubts in the future.

White clouds linger.

Xiaowu rode on the clouds, holding the white fox in his arms.

From time to time, a fox chirps in the clouds, seeming to tell the story of its experiences over the years.

When I returned to Qingyang Tea House, the servants of the Qin Mansion were waiting here and rushed back to the house immediately.

Not long after, Yulang came in a hurry.

After learning the truth, Yulang's last bit of luck was shattered.

The master worked hard and devoted himself to serving the people. After death, his soul may have spiritual light and enter the Shinto.

But on the battlefield, unless it is received immediately after death, the fragile soul cannot stop the soaring blood energy and evil spirit, and will either be dispersed on the spot, or be infected and turn into an evil ghost.

Xiaowu handed Yulang the handwritten note left by Chen Zhenqing. It was just eight words. Yulang read it for a long time, and finally put it away carefully, stood up and said, "Senior sister, I'm leaving."

"Okay," Xiao Wu stood up and said goodbye. She sealed her and Bai Hu's cultivation and became mortals again.

After walking out of the teahouse, Yulang paused, looked in the direction of the imperial city, and said in a deep voice: "I will make Yan's national power far superior to that of Daliang. I will defeat them on the battlefield and pay homage to my master!"

The urgent news of his arrival in Beijing shocked the government and the public.

At the same time, various forces within the capital are also preparing to take action.

The timing of Daliang's dispatch of troops is so coincidental that it has to be thought-provoking.

At this moment, Yulang and the prince have noticed something strange. A storm is coming, and some things may be resolved in the near future.

Yulang tightened his robe, took a deep breath, and disappeared into the darkness.

…

From that day on, the tea patrons of Qingyang Tea House discovered that a lazy white fox came from nowhere, sometimes lying on the lap of the proprietress, sometimes lying on the counter, accompanying the proprietress, lazily all day long, talking to the guests.

He didn't bother to pay attention to their teasing and cast them with contempt.

The tea drinkers enjoyed it endlessly because the white fox was full of intelligence and lovable.

However, the tea drinkers soon lost their focus on a white fox.

The news of the invasion of Daliang and the emergency at the border spread to the capital, causing people to panic.

In a short period of time, the Yan State lost eight prefectures in Luzhou in a row. The army of Daliang was overwhelming. The defenders of the Yan State retreated again and again. The entire Luzhou was on the verge of falling. Everyone in the nearby states was in danger and sent out urgent reports for help frequently. The situation became worse day by day.

One bad day.

…

"It just so happened that at this time, the emperor's condition worsened and he was not involved in government affairs. After the memorial was handed in, there was no news and was left unpublished."

In the midst of his busy schedule, Yu Lang returned to the teahouse and, as before, told Xiao Wu unreservedly about Bo Yun's strange situation and his plan.

"Yan is in a difficult situation internally and externally, the prince's prestige is insufficient, all the princes have their own agendas, the courtiers are watching, and in the court hall, the princes are arguing endlessly, delaying the opportunity to fight!"

Yulang sighed softly, his voice slightly tired.

He is a cultivator of immortality, full of energy, and even though he is at the center of the whirlpool of power, he still feels powerless.

…

"Beyond Daliang, other countries are also starting to make moves..."

"Finally decided to dispatch the army, but it's a pity that I can't lead the troops eastward myself!"

…

"We have found clues. As expected, some of the princes must have colluded with each other and cooperated with each other inside and outside! Taking advantage of Yan's domestic and foreign troubles, he peeked at the throne!"

Yulang's tone was a little more cold.

"There was a change in the imperial palace. Tao Qi's imperial army was transferred into the imperial city at night, and there was almost no time to send out the news."

…

An ordinary morning.

On the streets of the capital, many armored soldiers suddenly appeared, walking in a hurry, shuttling between the streets. The sound of armors rubbing against each other rattled on the streets.

Ordinary people felt the signs that the storm was coming and closed their doors and homes.

All the undercurrents under the water surface suddenly broke out on this day!

It was rumored afterwards.

That night, the imperial city was filled with flames that shot into the sky and continued all night long.

In the capital city, fires lit up everywhere, shouts of killing shook the sky, countless mansions were burnt down, and many houses were destroyed overnight.

The gates of the capital city were closed tightly, and the crossbow chariots were all ready and aimed at the outside of the city.

At some point, soldiers outside the city pressed down on the border, and the armor patterns on the soldiers were almost the same as those of the defenders on the city wall.

The war is about to break out.

We are both citizens of Yan State, and we are like enemies of each other.

…

The next day.

At daybreak.

The capital city, which had been in chaos all night, returned to peace.

Yulang came to Qingyang Tea House covered in blood.

Outside the teahouse, he took off his armor, jumped into Yuyao Lake, washed away the bloody smell from his body, changed into ordinary clothes, and became a handsome young man again.

Xiao Wu hugged the little fox and walked down from the second floor.

"Success?"

"Success!"

Yu Lang affirmed, his expression was not filled with excitement, but rather a sense of relief.

He went down the mountain for many generations, traveled for one year, studied for three years, and served as an official for eleven years after passing the first prize. He did not dare to relax at all, worked step by step, and finally got to where he is today!

He is almost accustomed to the secular life. Every time he meets his senior sister, he will recall the past and remind himself of his true identity and origin.

"It's a pity that the third prince escaped, and some miscalculation revealed that he was the mastermind who colluded with Daliang. The second prince was exploited without knowing it. It's so sad!"

Yulang took a sip of tea, shook his head and sighed.

"The late emperor was wise and had made arrangements long ago. The emperor's succession to the throne was smoother than imagined. Because of this, the third prince retreated decisively when he saw an unfavorable opportunity. Many of his forces have not yet surfaced, so he will definitely not give up.

"However, the emperor has inherited the throne, has a legitimate name, and has the world at his heart. Even if the third prince confuses the public with his monstrous words and does not cause too much trouble, I am afraid that he will continue to collude with the Liang Kingdom and plot evil, and it is the people who will be harmed.

"Next, the Yan Kingdom is facing internal and external troubles. Tao Qi and I discussed that one person will stay in the capital and the other will go out to quell the rebellion."

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"inappropriate!"
To be continued...