The Sword Master God's Journey to Face Slapping

It is easy to say that it is not difficult to realize the wish left by Qing Wu.

It's easy because after Qing Wu's death, under the promotion of Feng Qingyun, men's status has been greatly improved, and equality between men and women has been initially realized. It can be said that Feng Qingyun is a natural ally in implementing this policy.

It's hard to say, naturally because of Qing Wu's status. Feng Qingyun was a woman, and the seventh daughter of the Empress. She was born with power, status, and ability. But Qing Wu is a man, and he is naturally suppressed in this world.

This has nothing to do with Qing Wu's ability, it is entirely determined by the social situation of Fengyuan Kingdom. It is extremely difficult for a man to achieve success and gain power in Fengyuan Kingdom, because women are in power in Fengyuan Kingdom. , but men cannot be involved in government affairs.

If you want to gain power and stand in a high position through politics, it is difficult to do so in Fengyuan Kingdom, a society where women are respected.

Because in most people's perception, men should be trapped in the boudoir and take care of the housework for their wives. Men's rights are mostly dependent on women.

For example, the husbands of emperors, ministers and military attaches also have status and certain rights, but their rights come from their female husbands. It can be said that although they enjoy certain rights, their honor and disgrace are tied to others. Not the source themselves.

Even after Feng Qingyun succeeded to the throne as empress, it took decades for the idea of ​​"equality between men and women" to be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and for men to truly come out of the boudoir, study in academies, participate in scientific examinations, enter the court, and serve in the court. The real power lies in the hall.

"Social change can either come from the top down, led by those in power. Or it can come from the bottom up, with the common people overthrowing the old system. However, this is not called change... it is revolution." Xuan Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes darkened. A few extremely deep glances passed through his eyes, so deep that it was thrilling.

He lowered his eyes slightly, his expression still cold and calm, but showing a bit of coldness and sternness: "Qing Wu's identity destined him to be unable to initiate changes from top to bottom, even if he and Feng Qingyun were friends. arrive."

"Therefore, there is only one path that can be chosen, and that is to use force, swords, guns, and artillery fire to crush the old system brutally and directly. Only by conquering through war and suppressing with violence can we make men superior to women as quickly as possible. The situation has changed.”

"War, only war." Xuan Yuan's eyes were shining with brilliance and brilliance, with captivating concentration and coldness. "Other men must stand up, wave the battle flag together, and join the battle together."

0617 shivered, the brilliance in the host's eyes was too stunning, too cold and sharp, just like a long sword that had been thirsty for blood for many years, finally unsheathed, suppressing the fanaticism, bloodthirsty, sharpness and power for many years, At this time, everything exploded.

Sharpen the knife!

0617 clearly realized for the first time that the host was longing for blood and fire. A peaceful life and a novel world could certainly gain him something and make him feel bright, but for Xuan Yuan, in fact, It's just a spice in life.

What can really move him is fighting, only the passion of blood and fire. This is the imprint engraved in his soul, always yearning for strength, always chasing the fight, leaving behind an untraceable figure for future generations and the weak, strong, but untouchable.

"Host, please, please don't cause trouble!" Seeing Xuan Yuan's cold look on his face and eyes, and his awe-inspiring and sharp aura, 0617 spoke tremblingly, with a very weak tone.

Xuan Yuan lowered his eyes, a faint smile flashed across his phoenix eyes, but the smile was still cold, as if the far north was covered with thousands of years of cold snow: "0617, your words are slander, I just I just plan to fulfill Qing Wu’s wish.”

"There are not many hosts who are as dedicated as I am." Xuan Yuan brushed the broken hair and bangs on his forehead, revealing a pair of deep and dark phoenix eyes. His phoenix eyes were slightly raised, with a slight smile in his eyes. , "0617, you must cherish it."

0617:......Host, you have changed. You are no longer my noble, arrogant and indifferent host. You have become so narcissistic!

Xuan Yuan ignored what 0617 was complaining about. He stood up and put on women's clothing (actually, in a patriarchal society, this should be men's clothing). This was a black and white dress with narrow sleeves and silver embroidery. Open and tight sleeves, very capable and heroic.

Putting a long sword with a simple scabbard pattern but a very sharp edge on his waist, Xuan Yuan put on black boots, put on a jade pendant around his waist to hold down the hem of his clothes, and combed his black hair like crow feathers , put on the simple jade crown, and it becomes more and more like a gentleman, as smooth as jade.

Qing Wu's appearance is flamboyant and heroic, and dressing like this makes him look even more majestic and graceful. In the eyes of the world, he is definitely a handsome, handsome, and suave beautiful "woman" without any trace of rouge or weakness of a man.

Xuan Yuan straightened his narrow sleeves, and then prepared to go out for Feng Qingyun's appointment: "0617, are you sure today is the turning point?" At this time, the army had just returned to the court, and the empress was busy handling government affairs after the war, and had not summoned the border yet. Guarding the army, Qing Wu temporarily lived in the military camp.

However, although they still lived in the military camp, some generals were able to leave the camp freely to make friends with ministers in the imperial capital, and they were also able to walk around the imperial capital.

After all, recruiting them back to Beijing is for rewards, not punishment. Now, the army has returned to the court for five days, but His Majesty has not been able to spare time.

"Yes, when Qing Wu and Feng Qingyun met today, the fact that he was a man was discovered by a 'friend' of Feng Qingyun, and this person was originally a spy planted by the eldest princess next to Feng Qingyun, so he naturally reported the matter to the eldest princess." 0617 answered affirmatively.

Xuanyuan hummed and asked casually: "Who is behind Qing Wu's death?" Although Qing Wu did not leave any relevant wishes, Xuanyuan felt that if he could help him get revenge, it would not be a bad idea.

0617 flipped through the plot and was a little distressed: "This matter is very troublesome. Men joining the army violated the tradition of Fengyuan Kingdom. At that time, many ministers reported to execute Qing Wu. Some people wanted to plot against Feng Qingyun, but some ministers were really old-fashioned and believed that men should not enter the barracks."

In other words, the death of Qing Wu was very complicated. Not only because of dirty political means and calculated conspiracies, but also because the customs and traditions of Fengyuan Kingdom were backward and barbaric.

Xuanyuan suddenly sneered, her eyes slightly raised, her eyes were full of sarcasm and disdain: "Sometimes, women are more cruel than men!"

0617: ? ? ? Where did the host get this conclusion?

Xuanyuan smiled faintly, but without a smile: "At least Hua Mulan is not dead, and her great military exploits, her bravery and wisdom, and her spirit of dedication to the national justice have not been erased, but have been passed down from generation to generation."

0617 didn't dare to say anything at the moment, and even didn't dare to explain to Xuanyuan that Hua Mulan's story was just a historical legend, and there was no completely accurate historical figure prototype.

Qingwu and Feng Qingyun made an appointment at Sishi. After Xuanyuan had some breakfast in the military camp, he left the camp where the army was temporarily camped and went to a teahouse called Yixinlou in the East District of the Imperial Capital to meet Feng Qingyun. The two of them didn't make an appointment to do anything, just to chat and talk.

"It's only five days, Qing Wu and Feng Qingyun have only met a few times, how come they have such a deep relationship, and even become close friends?" Xuanyuan's thin lips slightly hooked, his phoenix eyes slightly raised, his eyes were cold and sarcastic, he was obviously smiling, but there was no smile at all.

0617 nodded, then sighed: "Host, you have to understand! Qing Wu was an orphan since childhood, and he barely grew up with the help of neighbors. Later, he couldn't survive and was forced to join the army. For many years, he disguised himself as a woman and fought in the army, went to the battlefield, killed the enemy, and all these pains and loneliness were borne by him alone."

"Qing Wu has never dared to tell his comrades and subordinates that he is a man. Isn't it because these people will not understand him, but will slander him, think he is wrong, and he should leave the army and surrender himself?"

Xuanyuan's thin lips slightly hooked, so when he met Feng Qingyun, who not only did not think he did anything wrong, but praised him, he became his confidant and friend, his mentor Zhou Wenwang?

"Qing Wu, you're here!" Xuan Yuan had just arrived at Yi Xin Building, and Feng Qingyun, who had seen him coming from the window of the private room on the second floor, came downstairs to greet him. Her heroic and bright face was full of smiles, and her cheeks were slightly flushed.

Her eyes were slightly obsessed, and Feng Qingyun felt her cheeks slightly hot as she looked at the tall and handsome young man with a slender figure. This appearance really hit all her points. She liked such a gentleman who was as handsome as jade, as sharp as a knife, and heroic, elegant and noble.

Xuan Yuan's eyes flickered slightly, as if he was slightly impatient.