"Hey... I've told you so many times, this isn't a government office, Brother Tongxi, please stop being so polite." After Chen Yunxuan finished speaking, he looked at Gu Qingli and said, "Qingli, you too, since you've joined the Lin family, you don't have to be bound by etiquette. You can just call me Yunxuan. There should be respect and hierarchy outside, but inside, we should be treated like brothers and sisters."
"Then... Qingli is sorry for the offense. May I call you Brother Yunxuan?" Gu Qingli asked very respectfully, while observing the other party's expression.
Lin Tongxi had told him before that he didn't need to pay too much attention to etiquette in the Lin Mansion, as paying too much attention would make Chen Yunxuan feel alienated.
"Well, just call me Brother Tongxi like you do." Chen Yunxuan nodded. There was no displeasure on his face, but happiness instead.
"By the way, do you know if there is a map in the mansion? Qingli wants to analyze the world situation for you two." When heading to Wangchen County, Gu Qingli was not idle, but concentrated on studying the situation of various forces in Shenzhou.
"No problem." After saying that, Chen Yunxuan personally took out a map.
Gu Qingli came to the map and pointed his finger at Chuanzhou and Longzhou in the west, one in the south and one in the north.
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Late at night, in Jinrong City, Ding Yijun, the governor of Sichuan Province, was sleeping.
In his dream, he successfully sent troops to unify China and ascended to the position of emperor.
"Your Majesty has unified China, swept across the world, and conquered the eight wildernesses. The people are devoted to you and admire your virtue. You are truly the reincarnation of Taizu!" Ding Yijun's confidant Fu Wang praised Ding Yijun's achievements in his dream.
Suddenly, a strange noise came from outside the door, waking Ding Yijun up and disturbing his sweet dream.
"Someone come! What's going on outside the door?" Ding Yijun stood up, his heart full of anger.
However, no one outside responded to Ding Yijun, which made him even angrier. What on earth were the people on duty doing?
At this moment, five men in black kicked the door open.
"Who are you? How dare you break into my room? Do you know who I am?" Ding Yijun waved his sleeves and tried to intimidate the other party with his aura.
One of the leading men in black stepped forward and sneered, "Haha, of course we know who you are! You bastard Ding Yijun, today I will kill you to offer a sacrifice to the spirits of the brothers who protected the grand event!"
"I was wondering who it was, but it turns out to be a mere ant guarding the grand event!" Ding Yi took out his sword, his eyes gleaming with fighting intent. "I am the General of the Western Expedition, appointed by the imperial court. Today, I will let you taste the sharpness of my sword!"
Although he is not a monarch, Ding Yijun has the strength of a fifth-rank martial emperor, and ordinary assassins cannot defeat him at all!
Just as Ding Yijun was thinking this, five assassins quickly surrounded Ding Yijun and attacked him together.
Before Ding Yijun could react, blood was already flowing from his body.
"How could it be..." Ding Yijun couldn't believe it.
"Old man, you are old! But you still remember my face!" The leader of the men in black took off his mask and let Ding Yijun see his face clearly.
"You...are you the son of Ren Long?" Ding Yijun was shocked.
"That's right! I remember that my father welcomed you, a bastard, into Sichuan Province and assisted you in governing Sichuan Province, and made many contributions." Ren Jia's son Ren Mingchong clenched the sword in his hand and said gritting his teeth.
"But you were afraid of my father's influence in Sichuan Province, so you turned against me and killed him! You also wiped out my entire Ren family!"
"Not only that, you unjustly killed numerous officials of the Red Dynasty, imposed heavy taxes on the people, and implemented evil policies! You even violated etiquette and regarded yourself as the Son of Heaven!"
"You bastard, are you worthy?"
After saying that, Ren Mingchong spat at Ding Yijun.
"Oh... kill me if you want! I am a member of the royal family, not a lowly creature like you!" Although Ding Yijun was injured, the arrogance in his eyes did not disappear at all.
"Chongming, calm down!" Ren Mingchong's good friend Gu Fu stopped him.
"You talk too much nonsense!" Ren Mingchong cursed at his other good friend Jing Ji, and stabbed Ding Yijun's heart with a sword.
The long sword was drawn, and the heart of the royal family member Ding Yijun stopped beating. He left with his unfulfilled dream of becoming the emperor.
On the other side, at the foot of Guilong Mountain near Fengdu, the escaped Emperor Chihuai was lamenting the chaotic world.
"Longzhou is in turmoil again... How long will I be able to remain a puppet emperor?" Emperor Chihuai tightly grasped the Green Bamboo Sword in his hand, his heart filled with resentment.
Over the years, he has been controlled by Yuchi Feng like a puppet, and his every move depends on his mood.
What a shame! What a shame!
After Yuchi Feng's death, the northwestern warlords were in turmoil, and Emperor Chihuai seized the opportunity to escape.
Where should he go next? To seek refuge with his great-uncle, the King of Weibei? Or to find his brother, the Emperor Chihui?
Before Emperor Chihuai could think about this question, he heard the sound of horse hooves.
"Your Majesty, General Zhijue is leading his troops to welcome you!" a eunuch reported.
"..." Chi Huai Tianzi's hands trembled again. Zhi Jue was the second-in-command of the Northwest warlords, and his power was on par with that of the third-in-command, Shi Che.
"Hahaha! It seems that I found the emperor before Shi Che!" Zhi Jue arrived and laughed after seeing the emperor.
"General Zhi, you should pay your respects to the emperor first," He Wenjia reminded.
"Tsk, a lousy emperor, so many rules." Zhi Jue finished speaking, dismounted and saluted the Chi Huai Emperor: "Your Majesty, I, Zhi Jue, am here to take you back to the palace!"
"I won't go back! I don't want to be your puppet!" Emperor Chihuai refused directly.
Zhi Jue, who was always rough and tumble, also got angry when he saw this: "Damn it, what about the emperor? Does he really think you are a rare thing? Come on, carry him back to the palace!"
"General!" He Wenjia was about to speak up to stop him, but it was too late.
"Hehe... yes, in this chaotic world, the emperor is not rare... but this does not mean that the emperor will be controlled by others!" The red-faced emperor looked up at the sky and drew out the green bamboo sword.
"My name is Ding Kongchen, and I am a descendant of Emperor Taizu!"
"Today, I only hope to live up to my ancestors!"
He Wenjia hurried forward and tried to stop Emperor Chihuai.
But he was still a step too late, as Emperor Chihuai had already committed suicide with the Green Bamboo Sword.
"Your Majesty!" He Wenjia knelt on the ground, and the emperor's relatives also wailed.
"Hmph! This emperor is so weak! It's better not to have him." Zhi Jue mounted his horse and led his troops away.
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