Chapter 252
Content of the premiere of "The Great Warrior" (Part 2)
Wuyou attended a banquet.
According to the steward, this is the Ninth Prince's birthday banquet. Wuyou had a vague impression of the host of the banquet, but was very interested in the food.
Everyone in the capital knows that Wuyou has little knowledge. This is not an insult, but an objective fact.
Therefore, most people's attitude towards Wuyou is superficially flattering but actually arrogant. Their disdain was written all over their faces. If she hadn't been lucky enough to become Mr. Ouyang's disciple, how could she have been qualified to be on equal footing with them?
They love to ask Wuyou about his past life. If her words revealed an atmosphere that was completely different from that of the wealthy capital, they would praise her diligence and simplicity with a meaningful smile.
The hero is worthy of being a hero, his strong will has been honed since childhood. How they envy her life, but unfortunately they don't have this opportunity.
The camera swept across and saw that the third prince's party exchanged smug smiles, while the sixth prince's party frowned and kept silent.
The person involved in the topic was carefree and only focused on eating the food in front of him.
Her face was very calm. When a peacemaker came out to praise her for her calmness, she didn't even look at him.
It shouldn't be indifferent, Sinclair thought.
Her situation is more like that of... having no worldly desires?
To be honest, Sinclair was quite curious about Wuyou's past experiences.
She must have lived in a relatively beautiful place with simple folk customs. At least her mentor instilled such an idea in her, so she developed the habit of being helpful.
She came from such an ideal country, so for the sake of national justice and for the land under her feet to become such a place, she would not hesitate to sacrifice her life.
But there seems to be something strange about this - the way to achieve this goal is to kill people? A military strategist who assisted the founding emperor in building his empire, and taught the "regent ministers" to realize their ideals and beliefs by killing people?
Sinclair thought back to the previous plot and always felt that he might have missed some information.
The movie on the screen continued to play, and the Third Prince's party challenged Wuyou to perform a sword dance.
This was certainly not Wuyou's strong point, and her strange actions were laughed at by everyone. Amidst the laughter, she tightened her grip on the hilt of the sword.
She no longer imitated the dancer's movements, but instead wielded a set of fast and sharp sword techniques. Gradually the pianist and musician could not keep up with her rhythm. The guests at the table were also infected by the atmosphere. They put away their smiles and twisted their bodies nervously.
At this moment, they finally remembered that she was not a delicate girl, but a swordsman with unparalleled martial arts skills!
She threw out the sword, and the tip of the sword fell towards the person who had first provoked her. He tried to dodge in horror, but Wuyou stood in front of him and let the rapidly falling sword return to the scabbard.
He was saved and unharmed, but his nightmare was actually behind it.
Wuyou stared at him coldly, her eyes filled with strong murderous intent, which could make the audience feel the fear that struck their hearts even through the big screen.
Sinclair covered his violently beating heart and felt a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. He had no time to look at the actor's reaction at this moment. At that moment, his entire brain was controlled by the fear that surged in his heart, and he could not give any rational response.
He paused there, panting and calming his breathing. The gloomy feeling of being shrouded in dark clouds has not yet dissipated, but he can't wait to get to the bottom of it.
He had seen too much pressure and momentum, and the look in Wuyou's eyes was sharper and more frightening than these things.
What is it? He thought carefully.
It's that sword. When the sharp blade for performance fell, his emotions were already aroused, until Wuyou did not conceal and completely released his murderous intent——
There is no transition in between, she is the sword.
Wuyou Sword, Wuyou. She is the sharpest weapon in the world. Did the person who named her want her to exist with this meaning?
Sinclair suddenly remembered that when Wuyou and Miao Banniang first met, she denied that she was a good person.
It turns out that in her self-perception, what she denied was not the word "good", but the identity of "human"!
When she holds such a belief, all assimilation and enticement are ineffective on her. The sharp blade only needs to find the target and use their blood to kill a prosperous scene with peaceful seas and rivers.
Of course, this is just the ideal state in her mind, or in the mind of the person who named her.
Wuyou and the Sixth Prince reached a political alliance.
There are many reasons for this. The Sixth Prince has a good reputation in the capital, especially based on the Third Prince's comparison group.
After witnessing with his own eyes that the Third Prince's gang designated fertile farmland in the suburbs as wasteland, forcibly "reclaimed" it and occupied it for themselves, forcing the original owners to leave their homes, Wuyou knocked on the door outside the Sixth Prince's mansion.
The cooperation between them is quite good. The Sixth Prince was making trouble openly, while Wuyou was assassinating him in secret. Everyone in the court was in danger, and all officials were reflecting on themselves every day.
Everyone knew that the man in black who sneaked into the inner house at night and stabbed someone in the throat with a sword must be the Princess of Le'an County, but they had no evidence.
Since no one could catch her on the spot, there was no evidence of her guilt, let alone a lawsuit. There are too many things in this world that are not allowed by the law but often happen in reality. Are the powerful allowed to set fires while Wuyou is not allowed to light a lamp?
When she actually lit a Kongming lantern, the people around her were trembling and had very strange looks on their faces.
Sinclair didn't understand it at the time. It was only after the movie was released and he read the analysis of Chinese film critics that he realized that there was a form of torture in ancient China that involved skinning. What on earth is the lamp that Wuyou lit made of?
In the close-up shot, the lamp in Wuyou's hand is of course made of paper. But the reactions of people around are enough to explain many problems.
They feared her, hated her, and cursed, stabbed, and poisoned her in different ways every day, but these things were useless to Wuyou. Even if the imperial guards in the city stepped up patrols and the wealthy families frantically recruited servants to guard their homes, it was not enough to make them feel more secure.
The princess no longer invited Wuyou to the palace, and no longer invited her to any banquets. When she walked on the street, every household closed their doors and people didn't even dare to mention her name - she became fear itself.
Wuyou killed so many people in the capital that the officials who were divided by the Sixth Prince could not gather the strength to resist her. They also cherished their lives.
The list of Wuyou's murders is long, but none of them were unjust. Hundreds, even thousands of lives have been lost on their hands.
She had a blank expression on her face and raised her sword. She killed people so quickly that her victims often died without them having the chance to beg for mercy or kneel down to beg for mercy.
Sinclair knew that she had stripped away the "human" side she had when she first entered the capital, and had taken the attributes of weapons to the extreme.
So, what are the results?
Under this high pressure of bloody violence, everyone in the capital was trying to protect themselves, and countless people were biting each other. The atmosphere between the emperor, the third prince, and the sixth prince was tense, and no one dared to close their eyes when they went to sleep.
Corrupt officials sold their property to make up for the deficit, and the national treasury became fuller than ever before. The royal relatives and powerful people who were once arrogant and domineering became humble, and the probability of false and wrongful convictions among the people was greatly reduced. Everything was moving in the right direction.
This is what the Sixth Prince said to Wuyou.
He also provided her with a new target, the invisible supporter of the Third Prince's Party, Right Prime Minister Miao.
This is Miao Baniang’s grandfather.
The Sixth Prince told her in a heavy tone that Lord Miao had done so many bad things over the years, and his crimes were too numerous to list.
He was a treacherous villain around the emperor and blinded his eyes. He made a lot of money from the people to support the third prince's extravagant life of wine and women. As long as we kill him, we can restore the government and bring peace to the world.
Wuyou asked: "Is it true?"
The Sixth Prince replied solemnly: "For the sake of national justice, how dare I say a single word of falsehood? My loyalty to Your Majesty is witnessed by heaven and earth!"
So Wuyou nodded.
She had never used the Worry-Free Sword to kill people before, but today she picked it up from the shelf.
The Sixth Prince smiled and said, "The Worry-Free Sword will slay the treacherous. I'm sure you will be pleased even in your grave."
The weather was cold, so he handed Wuyou a thermos and said a few words of concern to her.
His eyes were gentle and affectionate, and even the most insensitive person could see the endless affection in them. He just looked at Wuyou, expecting her response.
But Wuyou just stared at the pattern on the scabbard for a long time without saying anything.
After killing so many people, Wuyou had seen many courtyards with tight defenses where not even a fly could fly in, but Lord Miao’s inner house was very empty. Not only were the servants guarding the house nowhere to be seen, but even the maids who served them were nowhere to be seen.
Wuyou was not worried about any trap. Perhaps as a weapon, she had never considered defense.
She walked in and saw Lord Miao in mourning clothes.
"I can't offer tea to the county lady." Lord Miao stroked his beard and said, "I have prepared poisoned wine. If the county lady is in a hurry, I will leave now."
Wuyou didn't answer. She never spoke while masked.
Lord Miao poured himself a glass of wine and looked at Wuyoujian with a hint of nostalgia.
He said: "Mr. Ouyang's sword should not be stained with my blood. But County Lady, there is only one saint and wise man in the history of the world."
He drank the cup completely, then fell to the ground with a line of dark red blood flowing from his lips.
Wuyou heard a very small sound, which seemed to be someone trying hard to suppress sobbing. When she looked towards the source of the sound, Miao Ba Niang, with tears in her eyes, appeared from the inner room and threw herself beside Lord Miao, crying bitterly.
Miao Ba Niang cried and said to Wu You, "Do you know why the dignitaries in the capital haven't moved away from here?"
She explained the relationship to Wuyou as she did before.
Wuyou has never blocked the city gates, and she doesn't have the strength to do so. But for officials, retiring at this time means the end of their political career and a lifetime of retreat.
They were reluctant to leave, and who could be willing to leave the capital city with all its splendor and luxury? They didn't leave because they believed they could gain the Sixth Prince's protection! It's all about interests. Does the Sixth Prince really mean it for the country and the people when he talks about "righteousness"?
This time, Wuyou did not remain silent.
She asked her, "When did you recognize the Worry-Free Sword?"
Miao Baniang closed her eyes, only traces of tears remained on her face.
It's snowing outside the window.
Miao Ba Niang smiled sadly: "Wuyou, after this snow, the capital will be clean."
"After my grandfather passes away, I will not have a good ending. But Wuyou, your life span is also limited."
The facts are exactly as she said.
After Lord Miao's death, the huge corruption case that involved so many people finally came to a conclusion. All his property was liquidated, a fire burned down the Miao family's warehouse, and a snowfall covered all traces.
The Sixth Prince investigated for several months and finally made up for the huge deficit. Wuyou's killing campaign also temporarily ended with the death of Lord Miao.
Wuyou never saw Miao Baniang again, as she went to the suburbs.
Sinclair believed that she wanted to find the family whose good land was originally occupied. Maybe she wanted to tell them that things were moving in a good direction. She desperately needed to prove to herself that everything she did was meaningful.
But unfortunately, Wuyou only saw a strange face, but equally arrogant and domineering manager, and several corpses that were discarded at random.
They said, how could these untouchables have the luck to own such good land? If you pack up and leave early, it can save them some trouble.
Wuyou stood quietly by the side.
"It's always like this," she said. "Drive one away, and they'll come back. Kill one, and the others will always be like this."
She has the ability to draw a sword and kill people, but she also seems to see the future of this land.
There are countless people coveting it, countless people wanting it, and they will use all means and methods, perhaps even more covertly than they are now. Can she keep killing?
She also has a limited lifespan. No matter how fast her martial arts skills are, she cannot cover every inch of the country.
Lord Miao died, and the third prince also fell. The Sixth Prince was finally named the Crown Prince. He said to Wuyou, “You have done a great job in following the dragon. You are worthy of being Mr. Ouyang’s direct disciple!”
Meanwhile, spring is here. Invitations to banquets in the capital also flew to Wuyou like snowflakes.
They often talked about Emperor Gaozu at the table. He was a great hero who came from a humble background. The last emperor of the previous dynasty was tyrannical and unjust, and lost the support of the people. It was only thanks to Emperor Gaozu who raised the banner of rebellion that we have today's peaceful and prosperous times.
Yes, who said it’s not peaceful? As long as the capital is prosperous, that is enough. They never took the safety of the border or the rebel forces seriously.
They flattered Emperor Gaozu, the Sixth Prince who was like an ancestor, and Mr. Ouyang, and naturally they would not leave out Wuyou. She has such martial arts skills and political reputation, and she is still a girl. No wonder the Sixth Prince loves her so deeply!
The restless Sixth Prince not only coveted the dragon robe, but also hinted at the imperial concubine's ceremonial guard.
Wuyou did not refute. She listened to him quietly, listening to his lofty ambitions and how he would ask the emperor to abdicate and let him become the emperor emeritus.
She rarely makes any expression in the later parts of the movie. Because the aura of sadness and despair on her is strong enough to make the audience feel like they are trapped in an inescapable web, and any efforts to break free are in vain.
Sinclair's heart was already tightly gripped. The tragedy in this world is that beautiful things are destroyed in front of people, and Pei Xuehai is particularly good at this.
Wuyou is naturally indispensable in such a grand and important occasion as asking the emperor to abdicate.
She watched the game between father and son with cold eyes as the troops from both sides fought in the palace. The most elite soldiers and most advanced weapons of the dynasty were constantly being consumed in this internal struggle.
Wuyou was used to fighting alone, and her sword remained unsheathed until she broke through the encirclement and came before the emperor.
She drew her sword and tossed the scabbard aside. The emperor was frightened to the point of weakness in his legs, and the loyal eunuch was kicked away by her. Seeing that she was about to capture the emperor alive, the smile on the Sixth Prince's face became more and more intense.
Until her sword pierced the emperor's chest.
Everyone looked at her in shock, including the dying emperor.
Wuyou saw this kind of anger and dissatisfaction again. Of course the emperor could feel aggrieved. He was the king and Wuyou was the minister! Even if she obeyed the Sixth Prince, she could not do such an unkind, unjust and disloyal act!
Wuyou pulled out her sword, and Tianzi collapsed to the ground, with blood dripping from the tip of her sword.
The lights in the palace were bright, and she could see clearly that the emperor's blood was also red.
"So that's how it is," she said, "The blood of the emperor is no different."
Wuyou turned around and saw many frightened faces.
Every time she took a step, the Sixth Prince, who loved her deeply, would take a step back in fear. The guards around him raised their weapons, and although they maintained the posture of protecting their master, the direction of their steps was not false.
Wuyou asked: "I have killed many people for His Highness, why is His Highness afraid of me this time?"
She approached step by step, and the blood on the sword that had not yet dried stung the Sixth Prince's eyes. He tried hard to squeeze out something to say, but his body still retreated uncontrollably.
Everyone said she was Mr. Ouyang's disciple, and they identified her by her scabbard, but she had just thrown away the scabbard.
Sinclair thought, of course the Sixth Prince was afraid.
Because he suddenly discovered that this sharp sword that cleared the obstacles for him could actually also stab the imperial power! How could he not be afraid, how could he not retreat! He knew clearly that there was no difference between him and the dead emperor.
The camera turned and Wuyou had already walked out of the inner room.
She glanced at the Sixth Prince, then used her lightness skills to leave.
At this time, the Sixth Prince's language system finally returned to normal. He temporarily forgot his fear and only knew that he could not lose Wuyou.
He called Le'an first, then Wuyou. He ran in the direction Wuyou left, panting.
Wuyou stood on the high palace wall and looked back at him again.
She raised her hand and threw away the Worry-Free Sword in her hand. The sword made a sound of falling to the ground, and Wuyou on the palace wall disappeared.
The camera turned to a forest outside. A gust of wind blew and the leaves rustled.
The story of "The Worry-Free Hero" ends here.
The screen went black and the lights in the theater came on. There was silence for a moment.
Sinclair was still savoring the content of the movie, while Ling Suisui had never felt his heartbeat so clearly, pounding as if it was about to jump out of his chest.
Until this brief silence ended, warm applause broke out at the scene and did not stop for a long time.
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