Chapter 275 I Went from Yinshan to Chang'an
Amidst the blizzard, a rather leisurely roar of a horse was heard.
"Sigh."
The emperor drove six carriages, the princes drove four carriages, and Qiao Yun drove the carriage slowly to the foot of the boulder.
Although it is impossible to control the strong wind on a large scale, it is still no problem to send it down from the big rock.
Luo Ling landed lightly on the carriage, and this scene caused a huge shock to the Huns who had not yet run far behind.
“Tap, tap, tap.”
Luo Ling was sitting in the carriage. He was in a place with clear sky, while outside the carriage there was heavy snow and wind.
Behind him, the raging snow and wind flooded the land and sky he had just passed.
The God of the Four Seasons continued to move, and the wind and snow seemed to submerge everything on the grassland. Countless people were wailing, countless people were praying, and many people had already fallen in the snow. The livestock with their hair clipped could not withstand the sudden drop in temperature and also fell to the ground.
The winds from all directions brought countless messages to Luoling. Countless Hu people prayed to their gods, but naturally there was no response, and then they began to curse. Countless tragedies broke out under this natural disaster.
Luo Ling withdrew all his perception and said softly: "Let's go, leave the grassland."
Qiao Yun asked: "Master, are we going back to Central Plains directly?"
Luo Ling knew that the Central Plains that Qiao Yun was talking about was the area between Zhaocheng and Luoyang. He sat upright in the carriage and said, "I'm not going back to the Central Plains. I'm going west and then to Guanzhong. I want to go to Chang'an to meet the Emperor."
When the work is done, you can leave, but you should not hide your achievements and fame.
So we have to go to Chang'an.
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Ji Zhao looked at the disappearing peach blossoms. The luck points in his system suddenly decreased by a few percent. He felt sad in his heart that if the God of Four Seasons was an earth-level artifact, the consumption would definitely not be so huge.
The lower the level of the item, the greater the side effects. Some require desperate efforts, while others consume luck points.
If Luo Ling used the heavenly artifact Sitianjiantai and consumed the same number of luck points, the effect he could obtain would be far greater than it is now. He might really be able to destroy the Huns in one battle.
While Luoling was still on the way, the news of the heavy snow in Hetao had already been transmitted to Chang'an as urgent military intelligence.
In Changle Palace, the footsteps of the palace servants used to be as silent as ghosts, but today their footsteps were hurried. It was really that Liu Bang was unwilling to believe what had happened in Hetao.
When he saw the stone tablet fall with his own eyes when he practiced the Dharma that day, it gave him a great shock, but it was completely different from now.
Supernatural powers and myths are completely different things. Liu Bang couldn't understand why. "Calling the wind and rain, changing the seasons, these are powers that only gods can possess. How can they appear in mortals?"
But the facts were right in front of him, forcing him to believe that it was just a coincidence once, but it happened to Luo Ling every time, and he couldn't deceive himself that it was a coincidence.
Soon the news spread throughout the upper class of Chang'an City, and everyone knew that Duke Zhao had gone to the grassland with King Su's oracle.
Then, at the most fertile time of the year on the grassland, a heavy snow fell on the grassland, and the Hu people suffered heavy losses.
Everyone was stunned with shock, and then a deep chill rose up in their hearts.
Han Xin led the army back and got the news on the way. He was pleasantly surprised and said, "Cainiang, my elder brother is really..."
Luo Cai said excitedly: "He is a god!"
"Yes, you are a god." Han Xin praised, and then said: "If I had known that my elder brother would take action, there would be no need for me to lead the army north."
Luo Cai shook his head and said, "My dear, be careful with your words. Both the King and my elder brother hate those who rely on others for everything.
People live in this world with an unyielding spirit. If they don't even have the courage to wield a sword, and if they ask for help from others whenever they encounter problems, the King of Su will definitely not protect them.
Moreover, the Su King sometimes sleeps and sometimes wakes up. What if something unexpected happens while he is sleeping? What should we do then?"
Han Xin nodded in agreement, "Cainiang, you are right. We should return to Chang'an soon. My elder brother will definitely go there."
Luo Ling will definitely come to Chang'an City!
This is the consensus of everyone. No matter what the reason, he should at least come to Chang'an City to stabilize the hearts of the people at the center of the empire.
After Luo Ling left Hetao and entered the territory of the Han Dynasty, he wrote a letter to Chang'an. The letter was addressed to Luo Yi. It contained only a few words, telling Luo Yi when he would arrive in Chang'an City.
This is exactly like Jiang Taigong fishing - those who are willing will take the bait.
Sometimes Luo Ling also felt that he had received too much favor from his ancestors. In the past thousand years, there has never been a patriarch like him who could squander the family's wealth so recklessly.
This letter traveled thousands of miles and arrived in Chang'an City. Naturally, the content of the letter spread throughout the aristocratic circles of Chang'an City in an instant. "At the 15th hour of the morning in fifty-three days, Duke Zhao will appear outside Chang'an City on time."
This is an era where information and transportation are extremely inconvenient, and this is an era full of accidents. Then Luo Ling told everyone the punctual time that he would appear.
This is like the patrolling gods in myths and legends.
The nobles visited each other's relatives and friends, and privately asked others what gifts they would prepare for Duke Zhao. Naturally, they would not give common items such as gold and silver. The most common gift would be beautiful jade, the kind that was rare in the world and worthy of being used as a tribute.
Basically everyone paid a huge price. If it weren't for the taxes from the fiefdom, they really wouldn't be able to bear such a huge consumption.
What worries them most is that even with these treasures, Duke Zhao would most likely not accept them.
The Luo family is rich and powerful, what treasure have they not seen?
Time passed quickly, and the people of Chang'an City were unaware of this matter due to deliberate concealment, but the nobles of Chang'an City were worried for many days.
Finally the day came when Luo Ling appeared.
All the dignitaries in Chang'an City came with Liu Bang to welcome Luo Ling. At the end of the road, a horse-drawn carriage was seen slowly approaching. After traveling thousands of miles, the carriage was naturally a bit old, but it was not damaged, which was quite remarkable.
Qiao Yun looked at the dense crowd of nobles not far away and whispered, "Master, the emperor and all the officials in the court have arrived."
Luo Ling straightened his clothes and walked out of the carriage. He was still handsome, majestic and extraordinary. After calling the wind and snow on the grassland, he looked even colder. At a glance, no one dared to even look at him.
Liu Bang strode forward, and before Luo Ling could react, he immediately bowed and saluted, "My Lord Zhao, may you live long and be happy and healthy."
This practice of kings paying respects to guests and ministers first was very common during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. However, since the First Emperor unified the world, he greatly improved the status of the emperor.
Although the emperor and his subjects still paid homage to each other, it was basically only done on major events such as the appointment of three dukes and nine ministers. But now Liu Bang expressed his respect to Luo Ling without hesitation.
He is really adaptable. Looking at Liu Bang in front of him, Luo Ling couldn't help but feel a little emotional. He really admired Liu Bang.
As far as kings are concerned, throughout the thousand-year-old Zhou Dynasty, there were countless kings in hundreds of vassal states, and few could defeat him.
Luo Ling returned the greeting and said in a serious tone, "Your Majesty, are you well? May the Su King be with you."
Liu Bang was startled and even a little envious for a moment. When it came to congratulations, he could only say auspicious words, but Luo Ling was able to express the best wishes on behalf of King Su.
I heard that in the Luo family, there is a highest blessing, or a blessing, which is that the head of the family does not say the word "wish", but only says "The Su King is with you."
The thought flashed through his mind, "Please, Lord Zhao, I have prepared a grand banquet for you in Changle Palace."
So Liu Bang and Luo Ling walked in front, and the nobles followed behind. The sight of so many dignitaries traveling naturally attracted countless people to watch out of curiosity.
Many people discussed privately that the belief in King Su was not strong here, and Liu Bang ignored this matter intentionally or unintentionally.
Many people were talking about how distinguished the Luo family's patriarch was, who was able to be personally welcomed by the emperor.
When they arrived at the hall, everyone took their seats. Seeing that everyone was looking at Luo Ling eagerly, Liu Bang knew that everyone was curious about Luo Ling's trip to the grassland. He himself was almost unable to hold back along the way. Curiosity tormented him all the time, and the dance of the beautiful women in the hall could not make him feel moved at all.
So after a round of drinking, Liu Bang asked directly: "Lord Zhao, are you going to the grassland?"
Luo Ling looked around at everyone in the hall, secretly laughing in his heart, and said with a matter-of-fact look on his face: "I followed the order of King Su and went north. It just snowed, but I am sorry to have made Your Majesty worried."
An astonishing evil aura emanated from him, carrying with it a sense of infinite destruction.
boom!
There was a sudden thunderclap, and Liu Bang saw stars.
Really, it’s actually true!
That's Hetao. It can actually call the wind and snow in such a large territory. Doesn't this mean that as long as the person in front of him is willing, he can send down wind and snow to flood the 800-mile Qinchuan!
Doesn’t this mean that the person in front of us can destroy the Han Dynasty at any time!
How is this possible?
Moreover, the Luo family has never been so powerful in the past. Even for extraordinary talents like Duke Wen and Duke Xuan, although there are some legends about them, they are all within human power.
As for Duke Min of Luo, there is no need to say more. He was defeated in one battle, and the destiny of the Zhou Dynasty was completely broken. He was the only mediocre king of the Luo family in a thousand years.
And since it was so powerful, how did Bang Zhou perish?
Countless questions filled Liu Bang's mind, and with Luo Ling filled with the aura of extinction, his entire brain was almost burned out.
Faced with a living god who could destroy a country, he did not feel the slightest bit of joy that he had just felt for the severe blow dealt to the Huns. Instead, he was filled with fear.
"hiss!"
The sound of people gasping for air could be heard everywhere in the hall, and everyone couldn't help but feel a chill. Duke Zhao was truly so terrifying.
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Daluo Tianque, Ziwei Star Palace.
It is located high in the North Pole, right above the center of the sky.
The total length of the sky and the earth, the sun, the moon, the stars, the moving clouds and the rain, and the five thunders.
Grandmaster of all things, ruler of all heavens.
The leader of the Ten Thousand Stars, the Wuji Yuanhuang.
The Purple Star in the middle sky, the Great Emperor of the North Pole. ——"The Treasure Edict of Purple Star"
Taoist gods are quite different from the ancient sacrificial gods.
(End of this chapter)
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