Intentó llamar al pensamiento de Rú Xianyang sin éxito.Zhēng Zhōng dijo: "Entonces te ayudaré a que comprenda su verdadera naturaleza, sea un falso virtuoso o un auténtico tramposo…
o podría ser una buena persona.
Protegiendo a Cyusen de esa manera, ¿no sería más justificable?"Jú Huangsheng preguntó: "¿De qué nivel quieres llegar Zhēng Zhōng?"Zhēng Zhōng no era un personaje que se pasara por el cuello.
Todo lo que hacía, tenía resultados mucho más brutales de los que decía.Zheng Zhong said, "Words are but wind;see for yourselves.
Wait and see."Gu Cuan clenched his teeth so hard that blood seeped from the corners of his mouth.Zheng Zhong asked calmly, "If you die, it would free him of any lingering regrets.
Gu Cuan, will you live or die?Answer now while there’s still a chance for change."Gu Cuan lowered his head and remained silent, trembling all over.Zheng Zhong laughed and said, "Humans."---Fuera del patio marcado con la letra segundo nivel en el Lago Viejo de Canary, varios empleados de la Gran Dinastía del Gran Mirlo estaban de pie con ansiedad.
Eran como hormigas sobre una plancha caliente, pero no se atrevían a decir nada en voz alta ni a mostrar signos de enojo.
Desde el principio, nadie de la Gran Dinastía del Gran Mirlo les había hablado, así que solo podían quedarse allí.
A diferencia de Gao Shi, el joven asesino, su buena suerte era que aún estaban vivos y no habían seguido a Su Majestad para "sacrificarse por el país".
A pesar de que la guerra entre dos naciones había estallado, ¿no podían al menos mantener la cortesía de no asesinar a embajadores?The soldiers from the City Watch had already cleaned up the ground.
The body of Emperor Yan Ji of Great Swallow Dynasty was simply rolled in a bamboo mat and temporarily discarded by the corner.Wang Yongjin, el jefe del condado de Everlasting Prosperity, y los funcionarios del gobierno que lo acompañaban estaban sin palabras.
No sabían si pasarían la noche en el Departamento de Policía o en el Norte.Hóng Jì rode his horse alone to the main gate of Old Canary Lake’s garden.
The boys weren’t bad;they had managed to stop the officials from the Ministry of Rites and Office of Ceremonies.Hearing the steady hoofbeats, and seeing Hóng Jì ride over the threshold, the two guards stationed in the middle stepped aside with their whips raised and bowed, saying, "Commander Hóng."Hóng Jì nodded, placing his long spear across his horse’s back.
He smiled at the officials outside and said, "Disperse all of you.
The Divine Advisor has taken charge of this matter personally, and His Majesty has already made a decision.
You can return to wait for further instructions."The Military Tutor, Wu Duan, looked dumbfounded.
So big a commotion?Wasn’t it that the Divine Advisor had already arrived at Old Canary Lake?Qin Qiao was frowning.
He immediately caught on.
By Commander Hóng’s tone of voice, it seemed the Divine Advisor had reached Old Canary Lake first and only then news from the palace had trickled out here.But Qin Qiao was worried.
Would this speech of Commander Hóng place His Imperial Majesty behind the Divine Advisor?Might there be a chance that someone with ulterior motives could use this to their advantage?Hóng Jì had sharp eyes, especially about the brat Qin Qiao’s nature, who couldn’t hide anything.Hóng Jì chuckled and said, "Qin Commander, what are you pondering with such a pained expression?You haven’t been on the battlefield in ages;after living an easy life here at North Hall, you started thinking like an official?Come on."Qin Qiao’s face remained unchanged as he said, "Commander Hóng, I’m just adapting to the local customs.
If I recall correctly, it was you who taught me that?"Hóng Jì sneered and lifted his long spear to poke Qin Qiao’s chest plate, “I didn’t know about your little game.
It’s time for you to leave North Hall, and I won’t get in the way of your promotion or wealth.
Whether you go on a tour of scenic spots or visit your homeland, we’ll part ways amicably.
Let’s skip that farewell banquet by the Camphor River;it was too expensive for my meager salary.”Qin Qiao’s face changed slightly.Wu Duan forced a smile and quickly tried to smooth things over, "Commander Hóng, you’ve been using the premises to drink privately?Getting tipsy and saying drunken nonsense?It’s too close with your own brothers.
When do you plan to go to the borderlands for promotion?Why not just hand over your position as head of North Hall to Qin Qiao?Your family is here while I’m still unmarried, so give me a try before you leave."Hóng Jì shook his head, "North Hall needs me."Wu Duan pointed at the interior and lowered his voice, "Commander Hóng, tell me honestly, what happened over there?Did the Divine Advisor meet Emperor Yan Ji?Where did they meet?En la mesa del patio en la Casa Jia?"Hóng Jì revealed a smile.
“You’re finally getting it.
You know how much I’ve been looking forward to this.”Qin Qiao’s eyes sparkled, but after holding back for so long, he only managed two words, "Very good!"Hóng Jì made a disapproving sound and said, "Kuai Qin Commander, are you moving out?North Hall is like a small temple;the highest hat I can wear is my third-grade rank.
As long as I don’t move, it will delay your and Wu Duan’s advancement.
Isn’t that frustrating?"Qin Qiao turned red with anger and cursed, "Commander Hóng, you’re just nosing into others’ affairs like a woman…
Don’t you have any shame?"Hóng Jì said seriously, "Qin Qiao, follow me into the garden when the Divine Advisor returns.
I’ll help you as a City Watch patrol officer.
By the way, are you up for this dirty but non-demanding task?"Qin Qiao smiled, "Of course!"Hóng Jì turned his horse around and said, “Go retrieve Emperor Yan Ji’s body.”After a moment of shock, Qin Qiao quickly followed on his horse with a sinister smile.
"No regrets in coming here."Not only was there no regret for coming to Old Canary Lake;También significaba que no había desperdiciado tiempo en la Gran Dinastía Li.---In the foothills near Ruined Mountain, one side was the privately owned Daoist retreat of Fluttering Ridge, while the other was Mount Heavenly Summit, long used as a Daoist temple by Lord Lu.Lord Lu walked out from his house by the cliff edge and stood by the railing.
He looked at the grand road between the peak sword cultivators on Ruined Mountain’s Ling Peak and the foot daoists below.A gentle knock sounded.
From the sounds of footsteps, it was a mid-fifth realm cultivator.
However, Lord Lu immediately cast a divine technique and an invisible mountain spread from the viewing platform to the door, imprisoning the lowly Daoist in the “mountain.”Sure enough, that Daoist "stepped out" of the mountain and walked straight over to the viewing platform where he stood beside Lord Lu and asked, "Lord Lu, you’ve seen this with your own eyes."Lord Lu knew what this fellow meant.Zou Zi was asking him.
How about purely sword practitioners?At fourteenth realm, how would it be at fifteenth?Was it related to good or evil?Right or wrong?Could the heavens and earth really bear witness?El patriarca de la familia Lu había llegado al pico del Reino de Flying Ascension durante tres mil años, y dijo con esfuerzo: "No está tan mal."Zou Zi asked, "No need to be so harsh?"Lord Lu was filled with emotion and even a touch of sadness.
He muttered, “Perhaps the heavens want to see some fresh faces.
Now they are here, why do you have to kill them?This is still our world;it’s not yours or mine.
Perhaps what you did was right, but I can’t help feeling…
the Way is heartless and lacks warmth.”---On the platform.After Chen Shan identified him as Pang Ding, Emperor Yan Ji ignored his words and raised his hand high.
He said to himself, "I won’t advise you.""Over these many years, we’re more allies than rivals;I’ve been secretly helping you without seeking recognition, Lord Mountain.
You never expected that, did you?""How will you repay me?"Chen Shan, como una oveja silenciosa, se acercó al borde de la plataforma y se sentó con las mangas enrolladas.
Después de pensarlo un momento, sacó su espada compañera llamada Húlóu y bebió un trago.Emperor Yan Ji sat beside him, supporting his head with both hands, appearing lazy and smiling.
"Lord Mountain, why make it difficult?I have a method to resolve your doubts;listen up.
It’s simple—simply pretend not to know.
Lying to the world is hard enough, but lying to yourself to let go of yourself…
how difficult can that be?"Chen Shan held his wine bottle in his left hand and raised his right for a dismissive wave.Emperor Yan Ji actually stopped his attempts to influence him.
Perhaps he felt that too much of it was overkill and lost its meaning.Yan Ji turned to look at the young man, who wore his hair up with a wooden pin, dressed in a green robe and wearing two swords on his waist.
The more identities, the higher the accomplishments in the Way…
but the sadder he appeared.He seemed to mutter something to himself.
Yan Ji was satisfied, nodding and agreeing that there was nothing wrong with this.The young man put down his wine bottle and took a leaf from it, playing a clear tune of a folk song.
It might have been learned in his hometown or somewhere else.Yan Ji sat by the side, gently tapping his knees.Earlier, Chen Shan had said to let him watch more of the human world.