The revenge that should be taken must be taken.
It's just a matter of time.
It’s not so easy to get away with bullying his family’s Lao Yue.
He still has to take care of his people himself.
Let that dog emperor linger on for a while longer.
Speaking of the Dog Emperor...
At this moment, in the solemn and dignified imperial study of the Xiling Kingdom's palace, the atmosphere was so heavy that it seemed as if water could drip out.
All I saw was the once high-spirited Emperor Xiling.
But now he has become haggard, with wrinkles all over his face like ravines, and one can tell at a glance that he is not living a good life.
The Emperor of Xiling was holding tightly in his hand a piece of urgent intelligence that had just been delivered by a spy at full speed.
His once bright eyes were now bloodshot, revealing deep worry and anger.
When he finished reading the message.
Finally, he could no longer suppress the rage surging in his heart, so he threw it to the ground and roared loudly.
As the emperor roared, the entire imperial study fell into chaos.
Books and memorials were scattered all over the floor, and precious antiques, calligraphy and paintings fell from the shelves.
Even the rare tea set that was usually treasured was turned into a pile of fragments under the emperor's rage.
However, the emperor's anger did not subside.
His eyes were wide open, staring straight ahead, with a chilling cold light flashing in his eyes, as if he wanted to burn everything in front of him to ashes.
He kept muttering, "This is simply God's will to destroy our Xiling Kingdom!
That despicable Donghuang took advantage of General Yue Qianli's exile to suddenly launch an attack on the border town.
Such behavior is truly shameless!"
Then, the emperor roared again, the sound was deafening:
"I absolutely cannot believe that the vast Xiling Kingdom, apart from Yue Qianli, can't find a single capable person who can resist foreign enemies and defend the country!"
After saying this, the emperor took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down a little, and then shouted loudly:
"Someone, come! Quickly summon the Prime Minister and the Minister of War to the palace to see the Emperor. I have something important to discuss with you!"
He kept cursing:
"A thousand miles, a thousand miles, you are so lucky!
You were exiled to that desolate northern region, yet you managed to survive? We sent so many assassins, yet not a single one of them was able to take your life!" The man who spoke gritted his teeth, his face filled with resentment.
That’s right, the news that came at the same time was even more shocking - Yue Qianli not only arrived in the northern border alive.
It also took control of the entire northern border and became the most powerful force there.
Thinking of this, the anger in this person's heart burned even more fiercely.
He wondered indignantly, why was Yue Qianli so lucky?
Whether he was killing enemies in battle, being poisoned or ambushed, or enduring rounds of thrilling pursuits during exile, he could not be killed.
In the end, he was able to successfully take over the chaotic and ungoverned area in the north and began to build cities. Did he want to become an independent king?
Why? A demoted commoner.
The more I thought about it, the more difficult it became to suppress the anger in my heart, and fear gradually surged into my heart like a tide...
Because he knew very well that the farther away the enemy was, the stronger they were, which meant the greater the possibility that the enemy would return to the capital for revenge.
Yue Qianli's performance on the battlefield has always been invincible, which is why he was afraid of Yue Qianli, set up defenses everywhere, and even did not hesitate to frame him.
But at this moment, it was too late.
Today, Yue Qianli has recovered his former peerless martial arts, and it is almost impossible to kill him again.
Thinking of this, Emperor Xiling felt a sharp pain in his chest, and with a "puff" sound, a mouthful of scarlet blood spurted out of his mouth.
His body trembled violently, his eyes closed, and he collapsed to the ground unconscious as if his spine had been pulled out.
This sudden change shocked everyone present.
For a moment, the entire imperial study was filled with terrified shouts, hurried footsteps, and crying.
Everyone looked at each other, at a loss, their hearts filled with fear and worry.
"Quick! Quick! Call the imperial physician." His Majesty must not get into any harm, otherwise they will all be buried with him.
The chaos in the Xiling Imperial Study did not affect Jiang Ling and the others' trip, even if they knew about it.
Jiang Ling could only laugh and say:
Don't worry! You won't die. Everyone knows that evil will last for thousands of years.
………………
Jiang Ling and his group's cruise ship has slowly arrived at the venue of the grand event.
A poetry competition was in full swing at this time.
In the spring of Nanyu City, the sun is shining and the breeze is blowing gently.
The Nanyang River is also sparkling, with gorgeous and exquisite cruise ships parked on the river, surrounding the viewing platform in the center.
The decks of each cruise ship are covered with soft carpets in bright colors and intricate patterns.
There are also a number of solid wooden desks on which are displayed pens, ink, paper and inkstones.
It seems that everyone has made careful preparations for this poetry competition, just to show off their skills.
It is surrounded by screens embroidered with spring flower and bird patterns, and next to the screens are several pots of blooming flowers.
There are gorgeous peonies, refreshing daffodils, noble orchids, and tender pink peach blossoms, etc.
The viewing platform is also covered with red carpet, and three large sandalwood desks are placed in the middle.
At this time, representatives from the three major families in Nanyu City were sitting there, and they were also the judges of this event.
When Jiang Ling and his group's cruise ship arrived, the poetry competition had already begun.
At this time, a young man dressed in splendid clothes waved his folding fan and spoke first:
"The spring breeze gently blows the willow branches, and the flower buds are about to bloom."
As soon as the voice fell, a girl in yellow continued confidently:
"The spring rain moistens the green grass, and the mountains and forests are filled with the chirping of kingfishers."
Everyone nodded in praise, and the atmosphere became more lively.
A young man in white stood up, walked to the bow of the boat, looked at the peach blossoms blooming on the shore, smiled, and answered loudly.
"The peach blossoms bloom in spring, their branches smiling pretty, their fair faces shyly reflecting the blue sky."
“Okay, okay, okay!”
The people on the boat and on the shore, whether they understood or not, all nodded and applauded.
This made the participating young men and women more and more excited and inspired to write poetry.
However, Jiang Ling listened for a long time but kept yawning and could hardly open his eyes.
These intellectuals are really amazing. Their voices seem to have a hypnotic effect and he just falls asleep very easily.
However, his actions were seen by the young man on the nearby cruise ship.
Make them feel insulted and hurt.
We are a group of people who are passionately creating. It is such a rare opportunity, but some people don't know how to appreciate it.
They were so angry.
So, during a brief break, he asked loudly in the direction of Jiangling.
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