Chapter 90: King Yue has ordered that there are no new letters arriving at the inn?
Northern border, central capital.
The newly built north city gate faces the towering Meishan Mountain. The heavy and ancient stone gate is intertwined with concrete, making it indestructible.
"Crash." On the city wall, the flags fluttered fiercely in the wind.
The flag is embroidered with the dire wolf totem unique to the North.
If Guizhier and the other students saw this, they would be shocked.
Only half a year after leaving home, Zhenbei Prefecture has been completely transformed, and even the generals guarding the city are familiar faces.
The man with a simple and honest face was wearing armor and holding two axes.
The head of Huashangang in Donglu Prefecture——
The double-axe Black Wind Demon!
"General, King Yue has ordered the change of flag in Zhenbei." The camel-clothed attendant said in a low voice with a serious expression.
Although the flags had been replaced long ago, the leading soldiers still felt nervous when they heard this.
After trembling, he knelt down and accepted the order.
From then on, they no longer pledged allegiance to the Hangzhou court, but only followed the orders of King Yue.
Zhenbei Prefecture, declare independence!
Half an hour ago.
In the study room in the side courtyard of the second hall of the Zhenbei government office, smoke curled up from the ancient copper incense burner.
The fragrance is subtle and elegant, like the clear spring in an ancient temple deep in the mountains, which makes people feel peaceful.
In front of the desk, the man who had not slept all night was taking a short nap with his eyes closed.
His black hair was streaked with a few strands of silver, his skin was pale and transparent, and his face was thin.
The man was as beautiful as Ru kiln white porcelain, warm and soft, yet fragile and brittle.
However, his thick eyelashes trembled nervously and his brows were furrowed.
In the dream, my mother was sitting in Ciyuan Hall.
Her hair was high, inlaid with layers of green jade, white pearls, and red agate.
In the dim palace, there was a flickering cold light, like countless cold eyes peering in the dark.
"My son, you are the prince of Daliang."
The tassels hanging from the hairpin swayed with my mother's slight movements, making a tiny and cold sound.
"As someone shouldering the heavy responsibility of protecting the country and its people, I really shouldn't be spending too much time and energy on painting."
With a dull tearing sound, the rice paper split into two and fell to the ground.
The mother raised a sneer at the corner of her mouth and knocked over the paint box.
Cinnabar, azurite, and gamboge spread across the ground, interweaving a strange and depressing color.
"Yes, I know I was wrong." The voice of the child, who was only seven or eight years old, could not stop trembling.
In the blink of an eye, the child transformed into a tall and straight-limbed teenager.
His face has lost its childishness and his facial features are clearly defined.
The enemy army is approaching, the Japanese pirates from Lingnan have repeatedly invaded the territory of Daliang, and the young man puts on his armor.
He raised his Mo Dao, clamped his legs against the horse's belly, and rushed into the enemy camp like an arrow.
"Soldiers, follow me to kill the enemy!"
The red blood surged like a surging tide, swallowing everything in sight.
"I ordered you to lead the army to war, so that you can stay in the army and coordinate the overall situation! Not to show off your bravery and rashly rush into the battlefield to kill the enemy."
The emperor threw the memorial in his hand hard on the imperial desk, causing the inkstone to jump and ink to splash out.
"As the crown prince of a country, how can you be so reckless?"
As time goes by, even the most vigorous emperor will grow old.
His steps towards the dragon throne were a little slow, his dragon robe hung on the ground, and his voice was hoarse and weak.
"Southern Tour..." He coughed twice and continued, "Carrying the Emperor's Seal with him."
Then he threw over an ordinary pendant.
Perfect for tying around the waist.
He fell into a trap and was seriously injured.
When he opened his eyes after being unconscious for a long time, the late emperor had passed away.
Heavy snow fell as he pushed open the door of a small shop.
The firewood and straw in the stove kept burning, making crackling sounds.
Warmth is everywhere.
"Dinner is ready!" A clear and cheerful female voice came.
Rich and fragrant braised meat is poured over steaming rice.
A bowl of edamame and loofah soup was placed in the center.
He smiled slightly and was about to sit down when a three-meter-high wave came rushing towards him from nowhere.
The flood suddenly swept him into it.
The nose and throat were filled with cold water, and there was only darkness in front of my eyes.
After a while, he was thrown out of the water again. He took the opportunity to gasp for breath and struggled desperately.
"Master, Master..."
A distant voice was heard, and the man was awakened from his nightmare.
He suddenly opened his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and his chest heaved violently.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the previous dynasty, Prince Yue Liang Yue.
Wake up in Zhenbei Prefecture Yamen.
"What's the matter?" He rubbed his temples and asked tiredly.
The housekeeper's eyes were full of heartache.
It's not a big deal, just an excuse to wake the master from his nightmare.
"Liu Huakui was clamoring to leave the government office, but was stopped by this old servant." The butler folded his hands in front of him with a respectful look.
Seeing that the master was not dissatisfied, he said no more.
"Are there any new letters arriving at the inn?" King Yue stared at the map on the desk.
His fingertips started from Hangzhou, went north along the river, and stopped in the Lixian area.
The knuckles are slightly raised and the outline of the bones is clearly visible.
"My lord, not yet." The butler opened his mouth, feeling a little worried.
The original plan was that Miss Gui and the others would ride fast horses around Wujin Road and then be escorted by secret agents.
But now, the flood is raging and the lives of the group are unknown.
On the other hand, the North.
Taking advantage of Commander Cai's treason, the military personnel reshuffle is under control.
When the news that Eunuch Deshun, the acting General of the Northern Frontier, advocated ceding land in exchange for peace spread, the people cursed him.
Morale is high and people are united.
It is a good time for Zhenbei to rise up.
Should I just go with the flow, or buy some time for Gui Zhier and the others to evacuate...
"Master, those who intend to achieve great things must be killed decisively." The housekeeper couldn't help but speak more.
"The corrupt government's currency policy has caused prices to soar, and corruption has led to fiscal deficits. Starting with the Qingye Province, uprisings and civil unrest are surging."
If we raise the flag at this time, punish the people and punish the criminals, we will have a legitimate reason!
Compared with the overall situation, whether a letter reporting safety arrives or not seems insignificant.
"Let the world know."
On a summer afternoon, cicadas chirped and sunlight filtered through the window lattice, casting mottled shadows beside the man.
His eyes were filled with a warm luster. He raised his head slightly and looked at the Indian Bodhi ornament on the beech wood desk.
Carved Bodhi tree with leaves and branches extending.
All conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows; like dew and lightning, they should be viewed in this way.
If Miss Gui doesn't come back, it's her fate.
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