Many things that seemed mysterious at first gradually revealed some of the truth. The imperial envoy killed the Lord of the North in a playful way, and killed the person who was gradually approaching the level of a Martial Saint.
But everything was reasonable and legal, and that existence did not receive too much punishment. The Northern Emperor still faced his chaos. It was not the date I remember, but the incident still happened.
The Northland had connections with the barbarians outside the Northland, and someone inside the Northland tipped off the barbarians. When the Northland fell into chaos and various officers were purged, they still came to the southern border and took away several of the most important Tianyuan cannons at the Northland border.
As for the dead, God knows how many there are. Countless people died in such a world, and no one cared.
The Prime Minister did not support anyone. He was just a watchmaker in this chaotic incident. Unfortunately, even though his craftsmanship was very advanced, he could not withstand the interference from within.
At a higher level, I saw more truths, but the truths were not bright and aboveboard, and they did not make people feel enlightened. Instead, they made people feel disgusted.
Daxia is vast and home to hundreds of millions of people. It is the most important borderland, and the lives of the most important people may be insignificant in the eyes of others. It is just a game, just a dispute.
Some people want to win the game, and no one cares how many characters die in the game as a result.
Some people saw through this, and so a lot of weird things happened for a while, but no one cared, and no one was held accountable.
After all, everyone is placing bets, everyone is following the dragon, and everyone is selecting the person with the highest probability of winning the game.
The tips I gave were helpful, but not very helpful.
Who cares?
I care, Ruihai cares, and the parents and children of many people at the border care... But it doesn't make much difference. The real decision makers are not me, Ruihai, or the parents and children of many people at the border.
Major events occurred one after another, as if all the time was going to break out during this period.
When I was traveling around the country to handle various matters, I suddenly heard the bad news from Kyoto. The ruler of the Great Xia Empire who had been obsessed with spiritual practice had died.
It turns out that those who look down upon the world from a high position and treat the world as a chessboard will also die, and their death will not be more beautiful than that of others.
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