Taiping Inn

After conquering Jingzhou, the small court of the Southern Wei Dynasty was completely destroyed, and the remaining Jiangnan prefectures could be declared.

Everyone knows that the general situation has been decided and the master of the world has no choice but to change it.

Qin Xiang had no intention of stopping. After a brief rest, the soldiers pointed directly at the last three northwest states.

Correspondingly, Wudao Sect is also withdrawing from the three northwest states in an orderly manner. It is not like a battle on the battlefield, but like a silent and tacit handover.

The "Big Zhou" that has been maintained for nearly ten years has reached its own end.

In fact, the "Big Zhou" died after Dan Tai Yun broke up with Xu Wugui, but it was only buried now.

Most people agreed to follow Dan Taiyun to the Western Regions to create a new foundation. However, there are exceptions. When they joined the "Big Zhou", they also had the ambition to pacify the world. What is the "world"? It was these two capitals and 19 states, so they were unwilling to follow Dan Tai Yun to leave the Central Plains.

This is true for Song Fuchen, who was ranked among the Five Kings. He knew that he would not return to his hometown in the Western Regions again, so he did not go anywhere, but stayed in the city of Xijing.

Dan Taiyun didn't force him.

Today, in the city of Xijing, the Wudao Sect is particularly neat. The palace officials, Zuo Venerable, the Greedy Wolf King, and the Seven Killing King gather here. They were ordered by Dan Taiyun to take away the "Wuxu Palace". At this time, the cleaning was completed, and only an empty Tai Chi Palace was left.

Song Fuchen sat on the steps in front of the Tai Chi Palace.

The palace official stood on the other side with a crowd.

Song Fuchen looked at the palace official with his head and said softly: "Can you delay the time of the Right Venerable for a stick of incense?"

The palace official walked towards Song Fuchen and said, "Okay."

Song Fuchen stood up and walked towards the empty Tai Chi Palace.

The palace official followed Song Fuchen and looked at Song Fuchen's back with a complicated look.

She went to Baidi City with Li Xuandu, Qin Su, Yan Feiqing, Su Yunxian, Ning Yi, Song Fuchen and others, and it was like yesterday, but now it was the same as the same as the sky.

When he arrived at the empty hall, Song Fuchen stopped and turned to look at the palace official: "Miss Gong, no matter what, we are working together. Today I will say goodbye to you."

"What do you plan to do in the future? Go to Qin Qing's Daxuan court?" The palace official also looked at him.

Song Fuchen smiled and said, "It's no longer important wherever you go."

The palace official frowned: "It doesn't matter, what else is it?"

Song Fuchen felt relieved and sighed a little, "Mr. Song is dead, Mr. Xu is dead, and the leader of Dantai is leaving. To me, it is no longer important. I just want to ask you a few words. There is no third person here. , tell me if you want, and if you don’t want to, I won’t force it.”

The palace official nodded: "Please ask."

Song Fuchen said, "The first time we worked together was to go to Baidi City to win over General Tang Zhou, the general of the Heavenly King. Later, we sorted out the taxes in various parts of the northwest. There was a conflict. Now it is a final conclusion. What do I think of this person?”

The palace official asked back, "Does my opinion matter?"

Song Fuchen was silent for a moment: "Important."

Gong Guan said, "If you were born in Liaodong, you would definitely be highly valued by Qin Qing. Unfortunately, you were born at the wrong time and you were entrusted with someone."

Song Fuchen did not comment on the evaluation of the palace official, but his expression was gloomy.

The palace official was silent for a while and then asked, "I will ask you a question too."

Song Fuchen nodded.

The palace official asked, "What do you think about the Sect Master Dan Tai?"

Song Fuchen whispered: "She is just a person who lives forever."

What he implies is to put aside the cultivation level of the immortal realm, Dan Tai Yun is far inferior to Qin Qing, Li Xuandu, Xu Wugui and others.

The palace official did not refute.

Song Fuchen's eyes shone through the entrance of the hall and looked at the vast sky outside.

After a moment, Song Fuchen withdrew his gaze: "You can answer the last question or not."

The palace official nodded and said, "You can answer."

Song Fuchen said, "If you have the chance to do it again, will you still choose the leader of Dan Tai?"

The palace official smiled and said, "If you don't choose the leader of Dan Tai, who else can I choose?"

Song Fuchen whispered: "For example...Li Xuandu?"

The palace official shook his head and said, "There is no if."

If you ask someone a question and the other party answers the question that is not asked, it means you answer without answering it, and there is no need to ask again.

So Song Fuchen smiled.

The palace official also laughed.

The laughter of the two attracted the attention of everyone outside the door.

Out of politeness, the people outside deliberately closed the scope of the six consciousnesses, so they didn't know why the two of them laughed.

Song Fuchen stopped laughing, with a smile on his lips: "If I did it again, what would you guess I would choose?"

The palace official still shook his head and said, "I can't guess."

"The time for a stick of incense is here. When we meet in the world in the future, we will be happy as a glass of wine. Let's part with you." Song Fuchen bowed and bowed.

The palace official also returned a gift: "There will be a date later."

After the palace official left, Song Fuchen's only disciple came to his side and whispered, "Master."

Song Fuchen looked at his disciples: "If I remember correctly, you are a peasant family?"

The disciple nodded: "My ancestors have made a living by farming for generations."

Song Fuchen sighed: "It's time to go back to see the parents and mothers for so many years, and do their best to do their filial piety."

As he said that, Song Fuchen took off a jade pendant from his waist: "You have been with me for so many years. This is not worth much money to give to you. It's just a thought."

"Master..." The disciple stretched out his hand, but his heart was panicked, "Where are you going?"

Song Fuchen put the jade pendant in the palm of his disciple and said, "I won't go anywhere. You can share the food stored in the city to the people later, just treat it as the last thing we can do."

The disciple became more and more panicked, and he still responded in a low voice.

At this moment, Zuo Venerable and the Greedy Wolf King walked into the hall. Song Fuchen glanced at the disciple again, and saw that he was still stretching out his hand, holding the jade pendant in his palm, reached out to help him close his five fingers, clenched the jade pendant, and whispered, "Go."

The disciple left.

Only Song Fuchen, Zuo Zunzhe and Greedy Wolf King were left in the hall.

Zuo Venerable was silent for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Master, what do you think? I will keep the green mountains without worrying about burning firewood. Can you wait until later if you have something to do?"

Song Fuchen shook his head and said, "No, Mr. Duan."

Zuo Venerable's expression became serious: "What do you want to say?"

Song Fuchen looked around and said slowly, "Old Duan, our Great Zhou court will soon become a piece in history books. In the long river of history, just ten years are nothing, but after all, it has been poured into it. I think someone will always send it to our last journey with countless hard work."

"Song Fuchen!" Zuo Venerable's voice became cold, "It's too early for you to say this, we're just moving westward."

Song Fuchen did not refute, but took out a token from his sleeve and handed it to Zuo Venerable.

Zuo Venerable Zuo did not go to pick him up and said, "You should go to see the Holy Lord yourself and give this to her."

Song Fuchen's hand still stopped in front of Zuo Venerable and said slowly, "After going, I will never come back, so I will not go. This is what the Holy Lord gave me when he promoted me to the Pojun King. Now, Mr. Duan returns the token of the Holy Lord for me."

Zuo Venerable took the token silently.

Song Fuchen clasped his fists and said, "I won't send Mr. Duan."

Zuo Venerable turned around and left the place without saying a word.

The Greedy Wolf King looked at Song Fuchen.

Song Fuchen smiled and said, "After so many years, I have always wanted to say something to you."

"What do you mean?" King Greedy Wolf was stunned.

Song Fuchen showed a hint of shyness for the first time, but he still looked at the green eyes of the Greedy Wolf King and said softly: "In the days ahead, you might as well smile more. There are jewelry in your eyes, and it is beautiful when you smile."

After saying that, Song Fuchen turned around and walked towards the back hall regardless of how King Greedy Wolf reacted.

The Greedy Wolf King stood there, stunned for a while, suddenly realized and flew towards the rear of the palace.

At this moment, a loud noise came from the back hall, deafening and echoing endlessly, and then the sound of his body falling heavily to the ground.

The Greedy Wolf King stopped suddenly.

Her face was pale, her eyes were full of disbelief, her lips trembled slightly, and she slowly stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to grab something, and then slowly pulled her hand back after a while.

The Greedy Wolf King suddenly looked back. The Zuo Venerable and the Palace Official outside the door did not leave, and just stood outside the door motionless. Their expressions were a little heavy, but they were not surprised. It seemed that they had known the ending long ago.

The Greedy Wolf King's body froze and slowly closed his eyes.

A young man seemed to have heard the voice of a young man: "The spring outing is vast, it is the cold food every year and the pear blossom season. The white brocade is fragrant without patterns, and the jade tree is filled with snow..."

In a trance, she seemed to have returned to the time when the peach blossoms were red many years ago. The grass was growing and the bearded, and the blonde and blue-eyed girl first met the young man from a farmer in a foreign country.

The spring breeze is shaking.

...

Outside Tai Chi Palace.

The palace official walked with his hands facing the door of the Tai Chi Palace, holding the small folding fan in his hand.

In the autumn wind, she chanted a poem "Butterfly Love Flower" written by the great poet of Jin.

"The Yue girl picks lotus by the autumn water, with narrow sleeves and light silk, and two golden bracelets hidden in secret. She looks like a face, and her heart only competes with her silk for chaos."

"The wind and waves at the end of the Ji Chi Creek are late, the fog is heavy, the smoke is light, and I am not here to accompany you. The faint singing of the boat is far away, and the sorrow of separation leads to the south bank of the river."

The sound gradually fades away.

Finally, a very light sigh was no longer heard.

...

In the first year of Taiping, on August 29, Qin Xiang led an army of 150,000 to head straight into Qinzhou, and the troops were at the foot of Xijing.

This is Qin Xiang's second time to come to Xijing. Nearly ten years have passed since the last eleven years of martial arts.

In the past ten years, the city of Xijing changed hands several times, from the Great Wei court to the golden tent, then returned to the Great Wei court, and was stolen by the Great Zhou court, and now it finally came to the hands of the Great Xuan court.

Qin Xiang was naturally full of emotion, but unfortunately Hu Liang, who followed him to recover Xijing, was not by his side.

Xijing City did not resist at all, and opened the city to surrender.

The army entered the city of Xijing, which meant that the Northwest Zhou court, which had been maintained for nearly ten years, was completely destroyed.

Since then, the world has been initially unified, and history books have entered a new chapter.