Chapter 584: I am glad to meet you, and I wish you long-term peace
Early August.
The new emperor of Nansang announced to the world that he had surrendered.
Nansang surrendered.
Surrendered to Dai Viet.
The vigorous battle lasted less than a month from start to end.
It happened so fast that it caught people off guard, like a farce, a child's play.
Only the people of Nansang who experienced the war firsthand knew the reasons behind it and witnessed the tragic scenes with their own eyes.
The retired emperor personally led the divine army to attack the place of exile. After the news of his defeat and death was passed back to Nansang, the morale of Nansang plummeted and they were completely unable to resist the siege of the armies of ten countries.
The armies of ten countries!
Even Xiling joined the battle!
There are eleven countries in the entire Central Plains.
The ten countries united to deal with Nansang, and Nansang became the public enemy of the entire Central Plains!
Except for Dai Viet and Xiling, the armies of other countries that invaded Nan Sang showed no mercy to the soldiers and civilians of Nan Sang. Wherever they passed, there was grief and blood, like a purgatory on earth.
But Nan Sang had fallen into this situation because of his own fault.
This was because he was too arrogant at the beginning, relying on his great power to ignore the rules. He first massacred the envoys from various countries who came to congratulate him, and then led his troops to Dongpu, aiming at the mainland with the ambition to unify all countries... He was too ruthless and eventually suffered backlash.
Realizing this, the people of Nansang were disheartened.
They don't know who to hate.
Nansang's army was defeated, the emperor surrendered, and in the end there was no opposition from anyone in the country.
Without the support of magic soldiers and with morale severely damaged, Nansang was simply unable to resist the attack of the Ten Kingdoms.
Surrender is the only way out.
Only in this way can the people of the country suffer less torture.
After Nansang surrendered, another piece of news that shocked the world came out.
The Queen of Xiling issued two imperial edicts to the world. One of them announced that all the royal descendants of Xiling had died young in the past few decades. It was Nan Sang who plotted behind the scenes to murder and poison the royal bloodline of Xiling!
The second announcement is that Bai Kui, the head of the Bai family in the place of exile, is the empress's husband, and his son Bai Yu is the empress's biological son. Bai Yu is canonized as the crown prince!
As soon as the two imperial edicts were issued, the whole world was in an uproar.
"Unbelievable! Absolutely unbelievable! No wonder Xiling, which has never participated in world conflicts, would send troops this time! It turns out that Nansang was responsible for the extinction of the Xiling royal family! He has done so many evil things, he deserves to be beaten!"
"Isn't it the Emperor's wife and the Crown Prince who are even more incredible? We don't know who Bai Kui is, but Bai Yu! The Ghost Emperor of the Killing Palace! A fellow disciple of Su Jiuni! The top scholar on the Nine Kingdoms' Most Wanted List! He's actually the son of the Queen of Xiling?!"
"But what shocked me even more was that Su Jiuni was still alive? Princess Mingyue isn't dead?!"
"That's right! Princess Mingyue is not dead! Oh my god, I figured it out! It's because Su Jiuni is not dead! That's why all the countries escaped death! That's why Nansang was defeated! Think about why Nansang's morale plummeted before? Because the Nansang Emperor personally led the divine soldiers to conquer the exile land, but died there! Who else in the world has the ability to be arrogant in front of the divine soldiers, except Su Jiuni?"
"That's right, that's right! Back then, Nan Sang slaughtered envoys in the palace. I heard that he also sent out divine soldiers to deal with Su Jiuni and Bai Yu. In the end, the divine soldiers that appeared followed Su Jiuni away! This news, spoken personally by the prince of Longyuan Kingdom, is absolutely true!"
"No wonder Nansang surrendered to Dai Viet, and none of the other nations, big or small, stood up to oppose it... I was surprised at first. This isn't like other nations. When it comes to the interests of the nation, how could they easily give in without fighting? So that's how it is! Princess Mingyue is still alive! That's not surprising! It's not that the nations don't want to oppose, it's that they don't dare to. Hahahaha!"
In the months after the war, gossip ensued.
The focus of people's heated discussions quickly jumped from Nansang to Xiling, and then quickly to Princess Mingyue Su Jiuni, so that the worst-off Nansang was easily overshadowed, and in the end, few people mentioned her.
It was not until the autumn winds of October that a fire broke out in the Nansang Palace. The news that the new emperor of Nansang had set himself on fire spread, and the people's attention was drawn back a little, causing endless sighs.
Nansang is surrounded by the sea on three sides, and the temperature is already cool in early October.
The weather is dry and candles are flammable.
Yan Changkong, wearing a red prince's cannon with a four-clawed dragon pattern, dismissed the guards guarding the bedroom and expelled the eunuchs and palace maids serving in the hall.
A man sits alone on a small couch by the window, drinking until the sun sets, the evening glow rises, and dusk falls.
He turned his head and looked out the window, his sight falling on the void, and the beautiful scene of gurgling river and flying reeds appeared before his eyes.
There seemed to be a sound in my ears.
——Brother Prince, what story are you going to tell us today?
Grandpa Du is taking us to catch frogs today! Can you do it? We'll show you around!
— Does it hurt when Auntie Ying pulls your hair? Just bear with it! Don't worry, your hair is being tucked away for you. When you put it back in later, you'll have plenty of hair again!
——Yan Changkong, stop playing tricks, or I’ll break your other leg.
Yan Changkong's eyes were dazed for a moment. At the end of his sight, a beautiful woman was leaning against an old wooden door with her arms folded. Her almond-shaped eyes glanced at him indifferently. Although her expression was cold, it always made his heart beat faster.
Yan Changkong curled his lips, smiled slightly, and poured the wine in the jug.
Looking back on his entire life, the most relaxed and comfortable days were the few months when she was abducted.
In that paradise, I can steal a few days of leisure.
The red candle fell to the ground and the fire spread rapidly.
The prince in red sat quietly on a small couch by the window, supporting his chin with one hand and lightly closing his eyes. Amidst the flames, a faint smile played on his lips.
Nansang attacked Dongpu and took the route through Donghai.
As a battlefield coordinator, he was sailing with the army on the sea. When he passed by a small island in the outer sea, the pirates on the island were frightened and mistakenly thought that he was going to take revenge on the murderer. They appeared and begged for mercy, and their words revealed clues.
By then he had guessed that she might still be alive.
He did not mention it to his grandfather.
Now that his royal grandfather has passed away and the Nansang Kingdom has fallen, he has become a disloyal, unjust and unfilial person, and has let everyone down.
…
"A strange letter."
On the thatched roof of the Su family's house, Bai Yu handed a letter to Tian Bao, "Yan Changkong gave it to the assassination palace spy before he died."
"Yan Changkong? So, he had already discovered the identity of the spy?" Tian Bao was slightly surprised and opened the letter.
The beginning of the letter is a simple sketch of a wolf claw totem with sharp nails.
There are just a few short words under the totem, written in black ink, which are thick and powerful, with a subtle edge and a restrained shine. The words are like the person himself, calm and peaceful.
——It was just a dream.
——Nansang fought for five years, and unified the Central Plains for five years. Their success was due to their magic weapons, and their failure was also due to their magic weapons.
——The divine soldiers were violent and wreaked havoc on the world. Foreign races took advantage of the opportunity to invade and occupy Middle-earth.
——Although it was a dream, I still felt sad. I want to tell you so that you can take precautions.
——This may be the only thing I can do for you.
——I am fortunate to meet you, and I wish you long-term health.
——Yan Changkong’s last work.
Tianbao put the letter away and looked up at the sky.
In October, the sky is high and the air is fresh, with clusters of floating clouds.
The palace in Nansang was destroyed in the raging fire, and the person who wrote the suicide note was burned in the fire.
Now that the person is gone, everything is empty.
If there is reincarnation, I hope you can live in peace in the next life.
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