Taiping Order

Chapter 524: The Fierce Heart, the Inscription of the Red Emperor! (Please give me a monthly ticket)

Ji Zichang looked at the imperial edict and breathed a sigh of relief. He planned to abdicate the emperor's position to King Li Guanyi of Qin. If so, he could leave here with his wife and children.

Leave Zhongzhou and leave the turbulent center of the world.

Go to all directions to see many scenery.

His shoulders relaxed, and he felt a sense of tranquility in his mind. He felt tired in this life and finally felt relieved.

But what happened immediately afterwards was unexpected by Ji Zichang—

He was not trusted or supported.

Yan Taibao and Ji Yanzhong both showed a strange look on their faces.

That look was confused, unbelievable, and the rebuttal that followed.

Although he didn't speak, the rebuttal was so strong and violent.

Such emotions should not have appeared on these two loyal old ministers. Ji Yanzhong was confused that he didn't know what to do. He saw the content of the imperial edict written by Ji Zichang with his own eyes and caught a glimpse of something.

He wanted to respect Ji Zichang's orders as before, but this time, his footsteps could not move any more - he was born in the lineage of the Red Emperor at a young age and was bathed in the glory of the Red Emperor at a young age Among them.

So much so that in nearly a hundred years, his life, his experience, his philosophy and his way of looking at the world have all grown up around the old, majestic, glorious and rotten Red Emperor lineage.

He can help Li Guanyi.

Li Guan can be regarded as the pillar of Zhongzhou; his experience and experience can also be seen that the world will be stable in the future, and the Red Emperor will lose its identity as the common ruler of the world.

But the word "abdication" is still so dazzling.

He almost resisted from the depths of his heart and instinctive level.

Yan Taibao's reaction became even more radical and direct. He took half a step forward, grabbed Ji Zichang's sleeve, and said anxiously: "Your Majesty, what are you doing!? Give the throne to Li Guanyi?!"

The old man was extremely sad and said loudly:

"How can you do such a ruthless thing?"

! !

Ji Zichang looked at him and felt his thoughts stagnate for a moment.

It was like when he was going down the mountain safely, he stepped on the air. The sudden feeling of weightlessness almost made him dazed, which caused no expression or change on Ji Zichang's face, and he said, "...Teacher, what's the point?"

Yan Taibao seized the imperial edict from Ji Yanzhong.

The old man from the seventh level of heaven did not struggle or resist.

In this way, the imperial edict was taken away by a scholar whose martial arts level was far inferior to his.

Yan Taibao took a few steps back, knelt on the ground, holding the imperial edict in both hands, and said sternly:

"Your Majesty, do you want to hand over your ancestors and the country to an outsider!?"

"What are you going to do?!"

"My Great Red Emperor lineage is just a little sick. Your Majesty, you are already proud of the spirit of a king. As long as you work hard to govern and appoint wise ministers and generals, you will be able to revive one day. At that time, the whole world will be unified, and is it hoped to be unified? ! ”

"Why should I hand over the dignity of the Red Emperor lineage to the King of Qin in such a manner?!"

"Is Your Majesty going to trap the King of Qin in a state of disloyalty and unrighteousness?!"

Ji Zichang said slowly, "King of Qin is also unfaithful and unrighteous?!"

Yan Taibao said decisively: "If you want to take away the throne of the Chi Emperor lineage, then there will be no difference between King Qin and Emperor Ying, both-"

“Infaithfulness and unrighteousness!”

At this moment, Ji Zichang felt a sense of hollowness and a sense of alienation in his body that was drained from cleanly.

He struggled to the end.

However, it was only when I fought hard that I realized it.

It turns out that he has never had real companions or support around him. They are from the same group.

Yan Taibao stepped forward:

"The Qin King Zhongliang can eventually support the Red Emperor's lineage."

Ji Zichang looked at this true loyal minister, good minister, good teacher and friend, and looked at Ji Yanzhong, a mellow elder who was silent and guilty. At this moment, the world deviation appeared before him.

He heard himself asking, “…What if the world is like this?”

Yan Taibao wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and the sound was as thunderous as thunder, saying, "The Red Emperor's lineage has a long country and a grand and grand momentum, and has been imprinted in the hearts of the people of the world. How could he be a brave man in one day? After more than ten years of conquest, Can it be erased? ! ”

"You can't pass the throne. You can rely on the loyalty of the King of Qin and the benevolent people in the world, and walk side by side. Your Majesty stays away from slanderous ministers and villains, and be loyal to good people and work hard to govern, which can turn the country into safety."

Ji Zichang said slowly:

"But now, the world has changed, and Jiang Wanxiang has set off his troops in front of him."

"Where is the possibility of working hard to manage?!"

Yan Taibao suddenly said, "There is also your princess!"

Ji Zichang was shocked: "What!?"

Yan Taibao said: "Your Highness the Princess is also the descendant of Your Majesty, and the bloodline of the Red Emperor. She has the bloodline and inheritance of [Eight Hundred Years of Red Emperor]. She married someone and gave birth to the offspring can also have the name and authority of the Red Emperor. .”

"Change the surname to Ji, and return it to the old capital, subverting the name of Qin, and still the Red Emperor."

"Yes, bloodline, and inheritance are power."

"It's endless!"

"You can still create the Red Emperor again!"

"Eight hundred years, one thousand years, as long as the orthodox Red Emperor is still there, as long as the blood of Red Emperor is like an ancient red dragon, it will continue to pass on to future generations, even if it is a thousand years, two thousand years later, There is such orthodox!”

"It's still the Red Emperor lineage!"

"It's still the righteousness, my Red Emperor lineage."

"It's still endless."

"Still-undead!!"

"Immortal!"

Yan Taibao looked at Ji Zichang with great sincerity, and Ji Yanzhong also looked at him. The candlelight on the table suddenly swayed, and the light and shadow shone around. Yan Taibao and Ji Yanzhong's body seemed to be covered with a layer of shadow, and the shadow hangs like silk threads, and the world Consistent.

Ji Zichang turned his head and looked outside the hall door.

When he stood at a high place and looked down, he saw the carriages and horses like dragons and the lights like day. In the darkness, he felt a dim feeling. In such dimness, those slanderous ministers and traitors.

The loyal minister and the good general in front of you.

It seemed like a golden-red silk thread appeared on the body. The silk thread swayed in the fire, and the silk thread spread toward the sky, and finally felt like it was hidden in the shadow. The twisted luck of the dynasty was held in the claws. middle.

In a trance.

Loyal ministers and good generals, treacherous ministers and traitors are no different. They are all like wearing the red and white drama mask, crawling in front of the dragon throne, in front of the throne, with flames flowing and shadows shaking. Looking up, I looked speechless In the middle, it seemed as if thousands of people were shouting together.

The Red Emperor lineage is endless, immortal, immortal!

Even if you die, you will still recover from the fire!

The so-called loyalty and kindness.

One body and two sides.

In fact, they are all attached to the twisted, huge, full of blood and righteousness, the Red Emperor in the world for eight hundred years, and when you want to get out of this twisted shadow, both loyal and rebellious ministers trapped them with that rope. I'll leave you.

Taking time as a chain, using blood as a rope, tie your hands, tie your throat, and then drag it back tightly, drag it back to the Golden Palace, and walk to the highest point, the king sat on a high place, under the imperial robe, Wrapped with golden chains.

Not good.

Not loyal and treacherous.

It turns out that they are all just surrendering to the class.

The ministers of the old era, whether loyal or rebellious, were still holding on to the righteousness and enjoying the decaying and flesh-and-blooded dreams. What they protected was the interests of the entire class standpoint.

If you want to betray this position, even the king himself will be bound.

Ji Zichang suddenly understood.

Suddenly, he really understood everything...

What exactly is the shadow that shrouds in one's own destiny?

It is not a noble family, not a treacherous minister, not a traitor.

But the glory of the Red Emperor for eight hundred years.

It is that brilliant, glorious past and the world itself.

It is the light and brilliance you enjoy.

Ji Zichang's lips shook, and realized that he could never step out of the shadow. Yan Taibao knelt on the ground, holding the imperial edict in both hands. The white-haired loyal minister and important minister have lived in the Red Emperor for 800 years since his birth. Under the cover of

From the bottom of his heart, he really felt that he could not abdicate like this, and choked and kowtowed.

Lift up the imperial edict in your hand.

"Please take back your life!"

Ji Zichang looked at Ji Yanzhong, and the magnanimous old man turned his head and did not dare to look at the king's gaze. After a long time, he truly faced the helpless and desperate side of the world. When he saw the surging Ji Zichang silently, he said:

"Okay, bring the imperial edict..."

He took the imperial edict he wrote.

At this time, Ji Zichang, who was bound by good and evil loyal ministers, suddenly understood the compassion in Jiang Wanxiang's eyes and the weight of liberation of His Majesty. He looked at the imperial edict, his dreams, his desires, and his ideals.

Finally he used his arms.

Tear the imperial edict.

The emperor is just a rope that is the world's end.

Under the shadow of the [Eight Hundred Years of Red Emperor], there seemed to be countless faces that could not be seen clearly staring at Ji Zichang, watching him tear the imperial edict, and watching this generation of Red Emperors, who would call him [Ji Zichang] The individual's unreachable dream was torn into pieces.

The jade shaft of the imperial edict fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

The dream fell like the promised snowflakes in the northern region.

The world and destiny are so cruel, pharmacist.

He always pushes people to a path where they are enemies of each other, cannot walk together, and are unwilling to take.

So the Red Emperor said, "What you two beloved ministers say is very true."

Emperor Chi closed his eyes, picked up his pen, and wrote a new imperial edict. This time, it was just a few big words written in one go, extremely simple. Yan Taibao, who was kneeling on the ground, and Ji Yanzhong, who was hanging his head, were likely to see this. There are only a few words of imperial edict.

The Red Emperor combined the imperial edict and took back the Red Emperor's seal.

"Then, this seal will not be given to him."

"The emperor gave him this imperial edict, it was my words to him."

Therefore, the loyal minister was overjoyed and left.

Ji Yanzhong held the imperial edict and stammered his lips, unable to speak. He was a very good person with a gentle personality and would not affect innocent people, but he was also a person who grew up under the light of the Red Emperor.

Thoroughly: "…this is the case, and in addition."

The Emperor Chi remained silent and said, "Ning'er was young and only two years old. No matter what, she shouldn't have stayed here. She was under house arrest with me, so the emperor's uncle took her away and sent her to her. Where is the adoptive father. "

Ji Yan felt guilty in the center and agreed without any hesitation.

"That child is very good. Even if I try my best and spend all my life, I will definitely protect her safety!"

Emperor Chi nodded and said, "I'm working hard..."

"Yingguo Jiang Wanxiang, and the famous general Yuwen Lie, He Ruo captured the tiger. Although the emperor's martial arts are strong, it is not easy to leave Zhongzhou with the imperial edict and Ning'er in such a siege."

"I will find a way to help you delay time."

“Create opportunities.”

Ji Yanzhong said, "Yes." Ji Yanzhong left. After that, the Red Emperor left the palace and walked forward. Yuwen Lie, who was holding a spear, opened his eyes. Under the moonlight, the famous general was majestic and arrogant, like a tiger, and he nodded slightly. , said, "Your Majesty the Red Emperor."

The elite tiger barbarian cavalry behind them made some moves, using weapons to guard the military formations, blocking the road ahead, so as not to cause any accidents in any way Ji Zichang did, and all changes would be in an instant.

The red emperor's expression was indifferent: "What Jiang Wanxiang said is of great importance, and I cannot accept it. Even if I accept it, the officials and people under the command of the [Eight Hundred Years of Red Emperor] may not be able to accept it, three days later. ”

"In the main hall, we invite all the ministers and officials, the lords of the palace masters, to discuss this matter together."

Yuwen Lie's eyes were sharp, he looked at the Red Emperor up and down, and said:

"Okay... Since Emperor Chi has such a decision, it is naturally the best."

"No matter what, Your Majesty's courage will definitely not harm Your Majesty."

The Red Emperor just nodded lightly.

He passed by this ancient, magnificent, majestic but quiet palace alone. The sky was as bright as the long night. In the distance, the carriages and carriages of the officials were bright and noisy. In a speechless place, the loyal ministers and good generals were Whispered in worry.

The Chidi's steps were quiet, step by step.

Finally, he walked across the imperial road, walked through the Qin King's path to kill the royal family, walked up one jade stairs one by one, stood on a high place, rolled up his sleeves, and saw a light in front of him, and a gentle expression looked at him.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

In this palace, among the countless red dust candles, one was left for him.

His heart softened.

Everyone has their own thoughts, everyone has their own plans, their own fears, and their own persistence.

This night was particularly long. The Chi Emperor summoned the blood clan of the Chi Emperor lineage. No matter how old or young, male or female, all the blood clans of the Chi Emperor lineage came and then drank together to talk about the world.

This happened for three days. The royal family felt that this rebellious and unruly rebel who did not follow the ancestral teachings finally surrendered. So they were very happy, imagining the world and possibility of the future, imagining the authority and wealth given by the Great Ying Kingdom. .

On the last day, the sky in the sky had just brightened, and a wisp of fish belly rose. The ancient and magnificent Zhongzhou gradually woke up. When people were awake, they said hello to each other.

Today, His Majesty seems to have something important to announce.

His Majesty the Red Emperor opened the palace. If the people were willing to watch the ceremony, they could also go according to the ceremony. On this day, all the officials were wearing their own clothes, and the nobles took out the weapons of their ancestors, just like those under the claws of the dragon. Ants, move forward slowly.

The Red Emperor stood in front of the most majestic and solemn hall. This building was like the existence of the [Eight Hundred Years of Red Emperor], turning into a real existence, overlooking him.

All the officials have not arrived, and they are all stopped outside this special palace. This place is where the ancestors of the Red Emperor sacrificed their spiritual positions for eight hundred years. This generation of Red Emperor held Wen Wan'er's arm and looked quietly These divine positions.

All the kings of all generations, as if in the shadows, their faces were expressionless, as if they were painted on white paper, they were stereotyped and wise, looking at the contemporary Red Emperor, and the contemporary Red Emperor looked at the spiritual throne of the ancestors, and he lit an incense stick. , watching the blue smoke rise.

"The ancestor of the Red Emperor is here for eight hundred years..."

"Next generations and descendants and their wife Wan'er, today, they will do something unqualified again."

His body trembled slightly from fear.

But as the fireworks surround, my body slowly calmed down.

Jiang Wanxiang was wearing a dynasty robe and said, "Your Majesty, I'm here!"

Destiny is here!

The ministers and officials behind Jiang Wanxiang are listed here, majestic, solemn and cold. King Su and Qilin are hidden among the people. Under the gaze of all the people in Zhongzhou, the Red Emperor raised his eyes and looked into the distance. He was calm. road:

"Many people from Zhongzhou have come."

"But it's just a testimony!"

The royal families in Zhongzhou were about to speak, but at this time, the royal families in Zhongzhou suddenly changed their color and changed suddenly. Before they could speak, they suddenly spit out blood, each with ink. It was obvious that they were already poisonous, and several of them were directly and quickly. Death.

In the blink of an eye, a piece of death was gone.

They were suddenly stunned, then looked at the Red Emperor in the curling smoke, and reacted, "Yes, it's poison!!"

"yes…"

"Ji Zichang, how cruel you are!!"

An old man held his grandson, coughing blood in his mouth, and shouted: "You let all the core bloodlines of the Red Emperor drink, but it is extremely poisonous?! What are you going to do!"

Yan Taibao's brain blasted, got up and took two steps forward, feeling dizzy as the bloodlines of the Red Emperor fell down, and his mouth was spitting blood. Those royal families who had gained benefits and fought with the contemporary Red Emperor for more than 20 years They all coughed up blood and died.

No matter age or young, no matter male or female.

The contemporary Red Emperor clenched his palms, rolled his sleeves and said, "Jiang Wanxiang, do you know what peace is?"

Jiang Wanxiang looked at the king in front of him, who was judged as a magnificent king by him. The contemporary Red Emperor whispered: "As the teacher said, the Red Emperor's lineage has been glorious for eight hundred years, with interruption in the middle, and revival. You should use the name of Red Emperor , what about the latecomers…”

"The Red Emperor's lineage is still alive."

"Eight hundred years, one thousand years, two thousand years later, the Red Emperor lineage will still have, immortal, immortal, endless, like a monster, twisted and rotten, and still alive, just like the best one, Raise the banner of troubled times!”

"There will still be people with ambition in their hearts, wrapped in the blood of the Red Emperor, continue to gallop across the world, stir up the hearts of the people, and regard themselves as orthodox. However, this is not the fault of you, eight hundred years of troubled times, eight A hundred years of red emperor.”

"This name has been imprinted and has been left in the hearts of the people."

"Today you are holding the emperor, tomorrow he is holding the emperor's grandson, the orthodox lineage of the 800-year-old Red Emperor. This shadow over the world is a great excuse, a reason, a tradition, the Red Emperor lineage, will survive in lingering breath. It's been several times."

"I know..."

King Su's expression was frozen. Seeing the contemporary Red Emperor stretching out his hand, the emperor's twelve chapters of the crown hang down. He looked at the people ahead and suddenly laughed. The fear, the fear that rose from his heart, suddenly disappeared. He just said calmly:

"For eight hundred years, Emperor Chi held a three-foot sword and made a great contribution, so he had this dynasty."

"Eight hundred years later, life and death several times."

"Isn't it a destiny?!"

"How can you end up in decay?!"

"If you want the world, just fight for it with your sword!"

He already understood that it was no difference whether it was abdication or seizing the throne.

There is no doubt that the latter is a rebellious person, but the abdicated person is a rebellious person, there will be loyal ministers, and the ambitions shrouded by the 800-year-old Red Emperor, who will regain the name of rebellion.

Yes, we all have our destiny just like you and me.

You can bring peace, I will quell the turbulent times.

The grass and trees on the grassland will burn to ashes, and the earth will rejuvenate in the next year.

He saw the boys and young men drinking under the big tree several years ago. He smiled, raised his head, looked at the blue smoke, and looked at the tablets that seemed to turn into strange beasts in the shadows, stretching out to implicate them. The loyal ministers and officials must seize him.

"I won't run away, my ancestors, Emperor Chi."

The contemporary Red Emperor laughed.

"I enjoy your protection and your glory, how could I run away?"

The blue smoke suddenly spurted out a terrifying fire, and the flames surged, directly covering the nine-story high-rise halls. The extremely terrifying fire soared into the sky, illuminating the sky of the sky.

All the ancestral tablets of the Red Emperor lineage were burned here, and flames were burned.

! !

King Su's expression suddenly changed, Jiang Wanxiang raised her head and was stunned and lost her mind.

He subconsciously stopped Yuwen Lie who wanted to put out the fire.

"It's the fire of luck!"

So, the Red Emperor stood quietly in the flames.

So Ji Zichang thought.

As long as the Red Emperor lineage has not been destroyed for eight hundred years, there will be no real peace. The remaining dead in the past are still tied to the next life, but the burning ashes can lead to a new path.

only…

He looked at the woman who had been following him. Concubine Wen looked at him, stretched out her hand, and pulled Ji Zichang's palm. Ji Zichang gently hugged her and said softly:

"I really want to leave with you."

"At that time, we went to the world together, left this small Zhongzhou, went to see the water in the south of the Yangtze River, the grasslands in the northern region, the western region, the desert smoke and sunset, and the vastest galaxy."

"When we go out, there are thousands of mountains and rivers and scenery in the world, I will accompany you to see the old man, and then find a place in this peaceful and prosperous era, watching the sunrise and sunset, and watching the growth of all things."

"Twist the child to Guanyi."

"Look at his frowning look at his child, and then as he grew up, we were white, looking at the sixteen or seventeen-year-old child, going after her adoptive father for New Year's money, we just sat there and laughed. Smiling..."

"pity…"

Wen Wan'er smiled with tears on her face:

"I will accompany you wherever you go."

Ji Zichang smiled. The king who had not been able to fall asleep for the past few days was constantly struggling and fearing, holding his wife, looking sideways at the ministers and officials outside, the flames had already been activated, layer by layer Exploded up.

The Red Emperor has been in the world for eight hundred years. The names and tablets of the royal family and the tablets of the previous emperors of all dynasties are all destroyed in flames. The entire nine-level pagoda is like a sharp sword stabbing into the sky.

The sky is vast and all are red.

This is—

Chixiao.

The real one, Chixiao.

boom! !

The flames surged.

So, the fortune of the destruction of a dynasty turned into fire and rose into a red dragon, hovering over the nine-story building, roaring with its head held high.

So all the direct royal families of the Chi Emperor died from Ji Zichang's poisonous wine; so in front of the people of Zhongzhou, the 800-year-old Chi Emperor's lineage bid farewell to the world in a magnificent and decisive way, and the curtain came to an end.

Do not abdicate or abdicate.

The king burned himself to destroy the Taoist system.

Clean and refreshing!

The brilliant and magnificent, radiant and rotten, and unsustainable Red Emperor line started with a big dream of a mud leg one afternoon, and finally eight hundred years later, the last generation of Red Emperor's fiery fire.

So Ji Zichang finally looked down at the world, looked at his distant friend, and said softly in his heart: Pharmacist, when the news spreads, you may find that everything is beyond your expectations.

I was not dying for my country or being forced to abdicate.

Instead, the glory of the 800-year-old Red Emperor lineage should be ended by myself.

It's okay, it's okay.

The world is still there.

May you...

He suddenly thought of the wine several years ago, and after that, he squinted his eyes and watched the wind blowing. It was such a dream.

May you—

Taiping.

That's all, you can help me see.

Ji Zichang looked at the officials and looked down calmly: "I am tired."

"Everyone...retreat!"

His sleeves swept over, then he held his wife, step by step, walked into the flame that almost burned everything, and the fire seemed to reflect their lives, from this moment, to the youth, meet in childhood.

The ones who were not acquainted at first, but the ones who were never far away from each other only smiled in the fire.

"Your Majesty, are you still afraid?"

The last Red Emperor narrowed his eyes contentedly and said softly:

“Be yourself…”

"Happy enough."

His internal force protected himself and his wife, and finally his internal energy shattered. This special fire of luck swallowed them both. The crimson red dragon soared into the sky and finally disintegrated.

The last Red Emperor Ji Zichang burned himself.

The 800-year-old Red Emperor lineage started from killing snakes and finally reached Chixiao.

There is a beginning and an end.

(End of this chapter)