"Have you ever seen him when he was seventeen?"
"I haven't seen him." Shi Yu said, "But I have seen what he looked like when he was 27 years old."
The person in front of me turned his head.
Shi Yu: "Five years ago, I took the emperor hostage in the Golden Palace and escaped. The guards chased me and lost me, but he was the only one who caught up with me. Not only did he catch up with me, he also shot an arrow at me. After he caught up with me, he did not take me to the emperor to receive the reward, but let me go."
Xiang Yanchao was stunned, obviously not expecting such a past event.
"Two years ago at Yuanchan Temple, I asked him whether the emperor's eagerness to send him to the border every time he returned to Beijing was a condition for sparing his life, because the border was vulnerable to destruction. But he asked me why it had to be a condition proposed by the emperor."
"He knew from the beginning that the emperor wanted him dead because he was afraid of the military power in his hands and even more afraid of his disloyalty. But what if he really sent me to the emperor?"
Shi Yu stated bluntly: "I will die, but the emperor will trust his loyalty."
If the emperor had been less suspicious, perhaps Sheng Yuantang would not have died on the battlefield.
"I asked him why, but he didn't admit it. I guess he was worried that there were ears on the other side of the wall." A draft blew in, and Shi Yu's long hair kept running forward. He raised his hand to grab it. "As for the real reason, people who can't ask him now can only guess. I held the emperor hostage but didn't change the country. I just asked for an imperial edict from the emperor to pardon my crime. Not only did it not cause unrest in the current situation, but it helped the emperor consolidate the people's hearts. Because of this, he let me go. This is the only reason I can think of."
Xiang Yanchao raised his lips: "What a saint."
Isn't he a saint? Otherwise, why would he always think of others but never think of himself?
Shi Yu did not refute: "I still owe you an answer to that question from five years ago."
Xiang Yanchao leaned against the wall, looking into his eyes.
Shi Yu: "He remembered you because you were assassinated by the previous emperor in Minluo Village that year. He was originally at the palace banquet and had no intention of intervening. He rushed over because he heard the messenger mention your name."
"Master," Xiang Yanchao laughed, "What are you worried about when you say all this? Are you afraid that after I inherit the throne, I will kill people to vent my anger and find and kill all those who killed him? Or are you afraid that after I take power, I will directly overthrow the Great Xia Kingdom and let all the people of this country be buried with him?"
Shi Yu did not answer.
"I am not happy with my father's plot to kill him. I also feel it is not worth it for him to be loyal to such a king. I also feel it is not worth it for him to promote and protect his subordinates in the past, but in the end he turned against them and repaid them with hatred. But what if I got the edict of abdication and ascended the throne to become the emperor? I understand that the dead cannot be resurrected. I just can't bear to see the person who killed him sitting in that position, ruling this great country with the things he left behind after his death."
Xiang Yanchao's tone was no different from usual: "I know what he wants, so I will not and do not intend to spend energy to disrupt the court, let alone destroy such a big dynasty because of a momentary impulse. He wants peace and prosperity, so I will give this world a peace and prosperity."
When I left the imperial study, the battle outside was almost over.
Shi Yu called out, "Wu Er."
The girl who originally held a bell in one hand and a silver knife in the other hand stood up straight instantly and ran to his side in a few steps.
Xiang Yanchao didn't ask any questions. He shouted to the guards who were chasing them to stop and directly threw out the imperial edict.
The guards looked at each other for a while, and then someone took the lead, kneeling on the ground, bowing his head and saying, "Long live the emperor."
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After leaving the palace, I passed by the General's Mansion again. There was still an endless stream of people coming in and out to pay their respects. There were officials from the previous dynasty and clerks from the current dynasty. After a person's death, how he was as a person during his lifetime can be seen from how many people sincerely pay their respects to him.
The leaves on the branches were rustling in the wind and fluttering. The birds perched among them preened their feathers, spread their wings and flew down, circling in the air, and then fluttered down.
Shi Yu extended his index finger.
The bird with the scarlet beak perched on his knuckles and curled itself into a fur ball.
Wuer came over to take a look and said, "What an ugly crow." The kind that she wouldn't even agree to collect.
The bird was no longer sleepy, and its messy feathers stood up in anger: "Gu Gu Gu Gu!!"
Wuer: "What does it say?"
Shi Yu: "It said that you, a two-legged monster, are ugly."
Wuer: "It's as if it doesn't have two legs."
"Cuckoo!!" The bird flapped its wings and flew up, pecking at her head hard.
Wu Er held the silver knife between his fingers and said in a soft and harmless voice: "Come closer."
The bird sensitively sensed her scent and just as it stopped, Shi Yu raised her hand and caught it back the next second.
It did not resist, but raised its beak towards her and hummed twice in a noble manner, meaning that it would let her go this time because someone tried to stop it, and then it spread its wings and rubbed his knuckles.
Wu Er ignored it: "This should be the last node of this game, so what is the main mission this time?"
"Let's deal with that shameless ghost." Shi Yu walked into the courtyard of the mansion. "Although the ghost is ruthless every time it attacks, it is easy to defeat it. When it escapes, its speed is only slightly faster than that of ordinary people. As the darkest existence at the bottom of a country, it hates the court officials who eat human flesh, but because of its own weak power, it can only rely on external objects to kill people, and just like those people in history who risked their lives to assassinate the king, they will die when they see the light. If its methods can really kill the players, it would be the best, but if every one of them fails, there is a great possibility that the players will catch up with it. Generally speaking, at the first and second nodes, it is possible that the remaining players will all die at its hands or have all seen its face."
Then it was natural to enter the mine illusion and then escape.
It is worth mentioning that when the player enters the illusion and then returns to Chonglian Mountain, the time and place in the game do not change. This means that if you can't find a way to escape, you can't take advantage of the fact that the system only has 24 hours to release each node in the RPG mode to wait for time and leave.
This is indeed consistent with the nature of the system in Shi Yu’s first two games, where it would throw players into the dungeon and leave them alone.
Speaking of this, the system's behavior is more like treating players as a tool to complete the game rather than treating them as employees to earn live broadcast traffic for it. If you pass the level, you will be pulled out to continue to participate in the next game. If you fail to pass the level, it means you are incompetent and it is not a pity to die in it. Naturally, there is no need to spend effort to bring you out.
Shi Yu originally thought that the system would pull people into the divine realm, force them to enter dungeons, and automatically start live broadcasts every time a game started. It even explicitly stipulated that players could not kill each other, so the players should be regarded as the former. However, after participating in the game more times, he found that the system didn't seem to care about the audience who came from nowhere at all.
So what exactly is it that you want?
What is the use of players participating in games and completing tasks to the system?
What kind of interests could drive it to construct such a grand world as the Divine Realm?
"What about the change of dynasty in the Great Xia Kingdom?" Wu Er chased after his shadow. "If the shameless ghost is the main plot, then the system can directly send us to the mine."
When we came to the tree, a red-billed bird suddenly flew onto a branch, dangling among the leaves for a moment, and then flew down again, holding a red rope in its mouth, with a white jade peace locket tied to it, but the jade had been broken into two pieces.
Shi Yu looked at the peace locket and was stunned: "Where did you pick it up from?"
"Cuckoo Cuckoo! Cuckoo Cuckoo!"
"Have you been to Nantaki?"
"Tani valley valley!"
The bird dropped the peace locket and flew back to the branch.
Shi Yu reached out and caught the pendant: "It should be related to the branch line. This game is called Wang Di."
Wu Er: "But I have never heard of any emperor in this world being posthumously named Wang."
"It's not the emperor's posthumous title." Shi Yu looked at the red-billed bird. "There are heroes in the world who die unjustly. Their souls are immortal after death. They can escape the six realms of existence and transform into spiritual creatures of heaven and earth. Their bodies are gray and black, but their beaks are as red as blood. They are called Zigui and are also known as Wangdi."
"Is Sheng Yuantang it?"
"no."
"Why?"
Because Shi Yu had seen this bird in the first year of the Xuanli period, when Sheng Yuantang was still alive.
This bird could be anyone, but it couldn't be Sheng Yuantang.
As to whether Sheng Yuantang really disappeared without a trace after his death, or was as lucky as the bird to break free from his restraints after death and soar into the sky, who knows.
And since five years ago, it has been chasing Sheng Yuantang to the Nanlong border, running in the yellow sand and under the horse's hooves every day. It even traveled thousands of miles to bring back the peace locket after the other party's death. I'm afraid it can only be attributed to the attraction of like.
When all the people who came to the general's mansion to pay their respects had left and the mourning hall was empty again, Shi Yu hung the white jade pendant back on Sheng Yuantang's waist and tied a knot.
When the peace locket returned to its owner, the long sound of ancient bells suddenly came from the distant imperial palace, indicating that the old emperor had abdicated and the new emperor had taken office.
The birds on the branches cried and coughed up blood, which splashed onto the lonely flower buds under the tree. The gorgeous red plants spread from under the tree, and bloomed like a disaster in the wind and rain of the following year.
According to later historical records, in the first year of Tai'an, Xiang Yanchao, the legitimate son of the founding emperor of Daxia, succeeded to the throne and was honored with the title Rong.
Emperor Rong was diligent in government affairs throughout his life, made many reforms, was good at accepting advice, established bureaucracy, promoted education, rectified military discipline, visited the poor in plain clothes, worked hard to govern the country, and benefited countless people. This period is known in history as the Tai'an Period of Prosperity.
Later, he became ill due to overwork and died in the palace at the age of forty-six. He was posthumously named Wen.
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[This launch node has ended, players are about to return]
[The game has been completed, please choose to leave]
Wu Er sat at the round table, tilted his head to look at the person in front of him, and called out, "Brother."
Shi Yu looked at her.
Wu Er took two steps closer, and suddenly leaned down in front of everyone in the secret room, gently placed his hand on his shoulder, and spoke in a voice so low that it was almost inaudible: "When are you planning to return to the temple?"
Shi Yu was suddenly startled.
Wu Er narrowed his eyes and disappeared on the spot.
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