Red Heart Survey

"Yunqin, have you ever thought that if you were a human instead of a water race, your future would be much more than this?"

"The general manager of the Yellow River should not be your end."

"I wanted to release you from the shackles by my merits in river management. I didn't expect to put more chains on you instead. I have never been truly trusted, and you are also carefully guarded."

"Do you feel unwilling?"

"I kept you in the palace not to restrain you, not to hinder your future, but to protect you. One day you will understand."

"Don't complain. The hatred of the weak is also a reason for slaughter."

"The Milky Way in the sky and the long river on the ground. Yunjing's ideals, Fu Zhaohehan. You are the youngest peak of the water race. Standing here is a monument of virtue. The three words Fu Yunqin are the flag of the water race. You have the responsibility to give hope to the future water race."

"I hope it won't make you feel too heavy, but no matter what, you have to move forward."

"Yunqin, I'm sorry for you."

...

"Why does your majesty say this?"

Yes, why do you say this?

Fu Yunqin was hanging there, swaying like a piece of dried meat.

The past conversations with the Dragon King were the last springs flowing on his gradually drying seabed - his mind was empty.

It was not until the Dragon King rolled up the waves of the long river and hit the ancient nine towns that he knew where the "I'm sorry" came from.

But he wanted to tell the Dragon King that he had no complaints!

But the Dragon King could no longer hear it.

He was the Dragon King's minister, and he also regarded the Dragon King as his father.

All his skills were taught by the Dragon King. His words and deeds were all from the Dragon King.

He wanted to let the Dragon King know that he still believed. He believed in the Dragon King's ideals and believed that there was such a bright future, which was not ridiculous - but the Dragon King could never hear it.

But did he really still believe it?

The Dragon King he believed in had turned into a handful of ashes.

The ideal that the Dragon King believed in for hundreds of thousands of years did not really illuminate the world.

Can he really still believe it?

"...He has abandoned the human race and the water race!"

The voice of the Southern Heavenly Master Ying Jianghong hit the eardrums very powerfully.

The heavenly drum awakens the fool.

Fu Yunqin's consciousness, which had dissipated in the confusion, slowly gathered back.

But he did not open his eyes.

Of course he disagreed with every word Ying Jianghong said. Of course he had too many thoughts that he wanted to say for the Dragon King.

Of course it was just his thoughts.

Speaking it out would only make people laugh.

Is there any need to explain?

Will anyone listen?

"...Sincerely warn the water races of the world to warn against rebellious hearts!"

That's fine.

Fu Yunqin thought, that's fine.

There is nothing wrong with the world, the Dragon Palace itself is sick.

Let me, Fu Yunqin, warn the water races of the world!

No need to expect anything in the future.

Never...believe it again.

Don't have unrealistic fantasies anymore.

The water race can only rely on themselves!

At this time, he let go of his ear consciousness and let go of his ear consciousness to listen one by one. That voice, "No objection", announced to him the so-called "human world".

At this time, he opened his eyes and looked at the world, what it was like that he had never seen clearly before.

Then he heard that voice, "Wait a minute."

Then he heard that voice... "I have objections".

Then his extremely tired eyes, full of bloodshot, pierced through countless blurred images in the gradually dispersing trance, and clearly saw that person -

That person was standing on the stands, in the last row.

He was a young man who was only 29 years old, but had already spread his name in the world.

He stood there straight, with a green crown and black hair, and a sword at his waist. He greeted all the eyes very calmly, as if he had not said anything earth-shattering.

Of course, his eyebrows and eyes were no longer immature, but it was so natural, so justified... Can you be justified and confident?

Fu Yunqin vaguely remembered the past.

Many people know. Before each Yellow River Conference, he, the Yellow River General Manager, and the people in charge of measuring the water level in Jing State would calibrate the Yellow River water information.

Many people don’t know that he was also present at each Yellow River Conference.

He was just not in the capacity of the Yellow River General Manager.

Instead, he was the only “minister” of the Longhe Dragon King, guarding beside the Six Harmonies Pillar.

Of course, he had to keep a low profile, dress like an ordinary guard, hold a flag without a flag, and stand there inconspicuously. I’m afraid that everyone who passed by would think he was a stick player, a guard of an unknown small country.

He thought he was representing the water tribe and standing guard at the Guanhetai.

But the water tribe had no genius on the stage, so naturally they were not allowed to hang flags.

In fact, except for Ao Shuyi, the water tribe was never allowed to go to the Guanhetai. Fu Yunqin, the Yellow River General Manager, could only be in the water. He was in charge of the Yellow River section, and the Guanhetai was on the river bank.

Ao Shuyi himself also tried his best to avoid any actions that would cause misunderstandings among the human race. Basically, he would only come down once during the Yellow River Conference and sit in the field surrounded by the Six Harmonies Pillar.

Fu Yunqin was able to guard outside because he had repeatedly fought for it.

At that time, he was still very young and had many imaginations about the future. He said that the Dragon King and the Human King sat on the Guanhe Terrace. The Human King had soldiers like a forest and all the ceremonial guards. How could the Dragon King be without etiquette and guards? Fu Yunqin was willing to be one of them.

At that time, the Dragon King looked at him and just shook his head and laughed. Later, he fought for this opportunity for him to guard the Guanhe Terrace.

But it was not until he actually stood on the viewing platform and witnessed the prosperity of the human race countries up close for the first time, and saw how the Dragon King sat there like a clay sculpture, that he understood the bitterness of that smile.

During the "guard duty", every human race genius who participated in the competition on the world stage would pass by him.

So Fu Yunqin had seen all the Yellow River geniuses since the beginning of the Dao calendar.

Of course, this also included Jiang Wang who first appeared on the stage in the 3919th year of the Dao calendar.

At that time, although Jiang Wang was mature and had a deep hatred, he was also a bit childish and shy.

Is he still childish today?

Fu Yunqin rolled his throat with difficulty and raised his head on the rack.

His body was nailed to the rack, and the only part that could move was his head.

The process of raising his head was like a piece of flesh and blood without a skeleton, and bones grew out of nowhere. In a pool of mud, there were actually branches growing upwards.

It was already deep winter, and the long river was not frozen.

But the cold wind was a bone-scraping knife, and every knife was facing him.

His neck was like a loach that was nailed there and twisted desperately, and his face, covered with blood, was like a pile of mud and seaweed.

He tried his best to look up: "I heard that Jiang Zhenjun, who travels through the worlds, has a sword named "Jie Wukongjing", which can make people recall their past life before they die, and see the past in a hurry - use this sword to kill me!"

"Jiang Jun knows me, don't let me die under the sword of others."

He said: "Although I have reached the top of the world in my life, it is not magnificent. Looking back on the past, I don't know what else is worth remembering. Give me a sword Jie Wukong, let me recall slowly."

From ancient times to the present, no one has not experienced life and death on the road to the top.

A strong man standing at the top of the world said that there is nothing to remember in his life.

This is really a great sorrow.

What's even more sad is that in such a situation, he still tried to explain Jiang Wang's "objection" just because he felt Jiang Wang's kindness.

Humans and aquatic creatures, are they really on different paths?

But Jiang Wang said, "No. Fu, my objection is not like that. I think what needs to be changed today in Guanhetai is not the identity of the executioner."

What is the difference between Jiang Wang and Ying Jianghong, who drew the sword to kill Fu Yunqin today?

Maybe it makes a difference for Fu Yunqin.

But for Jiang Wang, there is no difference.

That means he has not changed anything.

He has avenged his great revenge and achieved success. Why did he come all the way to now?

Before the peak, there were too many things he could not do.

Now that he has the power, what do he want to do?

Fu Yunqin on the rack opened his mouth and wanted to speak. But Ying Jianghong asked first, "What is Jiang Zhenjun's objection?"

The strongest heavenly master of the first empire in the world, standing on the Tianxiatai, calmly raised his question.

And Jiang Wang walked forward directly.

He walked from the back row to the front row, step by step towards Ying Jianghong, and towards the Tianxiatai.

This Tianxiatai, where everyone's eyes are focused, is where he is truly known to the world - he won the championship here at the age of nineteen.

He used to be a contestant in the Yellow River Meeting, one of the many young geniuses.

At that time, Yu Xi, the Western Heavenly Master, was the referee.

Today, he is also qualified to be a referee in the Yellow River Meeting.

Today, he stands in front of the Southern Heavenly Master, who is stronger and more powerful than the Western Heavenly Master, and can still insist on his own voice and express his own ideas. He can also speak loudly, even boldly!

I don’t bow to the gods when I see them, and I don’t serve the king when I see him. There is no one higher than me in the mountains and the sky.

I have reached the top, and all beings are equal!

There is a long staircase from the stands to the world stage. From here to there, it is a long road.

The seats on both sides are empty, and Jiang Wang walks alone.

Everyone’s eyes are on him. Looking at such a young and powerful man, everyone has complicated feelings.

"Jiang Zhenjun!" Qu Jinkui said, "Last time you said you would go to my place for dinner, why didn't you come?"

"The food at Huangliangtai is unparalleled in the world. Jiang Wang is hungry and clamoring all day long, just waiting for a break." Jiang Wang bowed to the senior and said, "Thank you for your concern. I am on my way."

Qu Jinkui looked at him and didn't get up.

If Zuo Xiao was here today, he could probably grab Jiang Wang's ears and leave. But Qu Jinkui was not that close after all.

Jiang Wang said he was "on his way", so he didn't make sense to block people from walking.

"Jiang Pavilion, please walk slowly, be careful of the steps." Ruan Lu kindly reminded, "Marquis Bowang came to visit some time ago and took away a few bottles of good wine from me... Have you communicated recently?"

"Thank you for your concern." Jiang Wang also greeted him, "He is my lifelong friend, and we have never stopped communicating. We respect each other and have our own lives."

Ruan Lu nodded and said nothing more.

If he continued to talk, he might make Jingguo suspicious. Jiang Wang spoke up because Qiguo instructed him to.

The King of Jing had already suppressed his dissatisfaction internally, and now he would be tougher externally. The stronger the opponent, the more intense they would be. If it was just Jiang Wang, there would be a possibility of negotiation.

In this way, amid greetings and gazes, Jiang Wang walked down the stage. He looked up at Nan Tianshi on the high platform and took a step forward.

Now they were looking at each other at eye level.

"Nan Tianshi." Jiang Wang greeted him: "I am sorry for offending you."

"Not offending you yet." Ying Jianghong returned a salute, and then asked: "What objection do you have to what Ying said, Master Jiang?"

"My objection is not directed at Master Tianshi." Jiang Wang said: "I just have doubts in my heart."

He looked at Ying Jianghong seriously: "Fu Yunqin, the general manager of the Yellow River, is responsible for the water affairs of the Yellow River. He has been in charge of the Yellow River since the beginning of Daoli. In the past 3929 years, the water level of the Yellow River has been ups and downs. Flooding has never occurred. The achievements of flood control are indelible. People on both sides of the Taiwan Strait are grateful for his kindness, and many people have built temples to offer incense."

He asked: "Today's public execution of Manager Fu has spread to both sides of the Yangtze River. Can the people on both sides of the river be convinced after seeing his head?"

Ying Jianghong had no expression on his face and only asked: "Are you saying that there is not enough reason to kill him?"

Jiang Wang shook his head: "Frankly speaking, Master Tianshi, I don't see any reason to kill him."

"No reason?" Ying Jianghong raised his eyebrows: "You have also fought in the Mysterious Realm. You should have seen the death of Pao Ze and know how difficult it is to defend the sea. The Dragon Lord of the Changhe River betrayed the human race, smashed the ancient heavenly road, and made trouble for the sea. , isn’t this reason enough?”

"So the Dragon Lord of the Changhe River was suppressed to death, and the emperor of the Six Kingdoms took possession of the human emperor's treasure and punished him." Jiang Wang emphasized: "The Dragon Lord of the Changhe River is dead."

"You mean, this matter has nothing to do with Fu Yunqin?" Ying Jianghong asked in a cold voice: "Changhe Dragon Lord is rebelling, and the general manager of Changhe Dragon Palace has no knowledge or involvement?"

"Dare to ask Nan Tianshi." Jiang Wang looked at him: "How will Prime Minister Lu Qiu plan his plans, and how will the emperor of your country decide? With Tianshi's talents, how will he judge?"

Ying Jianghong just looked at the young Zhenjun without speaking.

Jiang Wang continued: "Your country's Jinghai plan is indeed magnificent. It is a grand initiative rarely seen in ancient and modern times. Jiang was lucky enough to have a glimpse of its appearance and was deeply impressed. The grand strategy of Emperor Jing and the far-sighted plan of Prime Minister Jing made me admire the mountains. ”

He changed the topic: "However, if Jinghai's plan is to come true, the first thing is to keep it secret. Controlling the Nine Sons throughout the past and present, crossing the Mysterious Realm to control the sea, they are the most amazing soldiers in the world. They caught the Hai clan by surprise, and only then could the sea be wiped out and Jing's army almost destroyed." A battle that will determine the outcome of the sea!"

Of course, this Jinghai plan will also catch Qi State off guard, but there is no need to mention this now.

"I would like to ask," Jiang Wang said on the stage: "Could Lord Changhe Long have known about the Jinghai Bureau in advance? If he had known about it in advance, would Emperor Jingtian have lost his secret, or could the Prime Minister have lost his secret?"

Jiang Wang asked again: "If the Dragon Lord of the Changhe River had known in advance that he had decided to rebel, why would he have to raise the river to shake the nine towns and risk his life for death? Just send a message to the Dragon King of the East China Sea in advance. How can such a large sea clan be incompetent? How can it be predicted by the prophet? Under such circumstances, can the Jinghai plan still not be cracked? It’s just a summons from the detached person, who can be captured and held accountable? "

In the past in the Dragon Palace, he kept silent.

On the stage today, he kept talking: "The transcendent person is unfathomable, unmeasurable and unimaginable. But these analyzes have nothing to do with Changhe Longjun's cultivation, only his identity. It is a reasonable choice. And Changhe The Dragon Lord was ordered to be the Dragon Lord, responsible for the Nine Towns, and suppressed the Yangtze River for hundreds of thousands of years. In fact, he has lost part of his detachment and sank into the realm of reason - do you think so?"

"Sigh!" Gong Xiyan made a sound in the audience, with a just right and enlightened expression on his face: "Jiang Zhenjun has insight into thousands of miles, and his analysis is very reasonable! According to Jiang Zhenjun... Changhe Longjun was manipulated by some People force you to rebel?"