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"Li Chang'an!"
"I swear to kill you!"
……
After the three sacrifices.
The day of the army's departure has arrived.
That morning, Wei Yuan led a group of generals, riding horses.
They set off from the main road of the imperial city and headed towards the army camp outside the capital.
In the vast procession of hundreds of people, Wei Yuan was at the very front.
He was still dressed in a blue robe, his temples were gray, and he was elegant and handsome.
Just like before.
Shangguan Xixue, who was looked down upon by the common people, watched her leave from the pavilion of Lingbao Temple.
In the capital, perhaps only this place can protect her.
This year, though we're far apart, my temples are turning gray.
The main road was lined with people, and an elderly man with gray hair stared intently at the woman in blue.
Suddenly, tears streamed down his face, and he burst into tears.
"Dad, why are you crying?"
Beside the old man, a young man asked blankly.
"Lord Wei, Lord Wei has finally led troops again!"
The old man held his son's hand tightly, his emotions a mixture of sorrow and joy.
"When my father joined the army, he went to Shanhaiguan with Lord Wei and came back with him."
Twenty-one years have passed in the blink of an eye, and Duke Wei is still the same as before, except that his temples have turned gray.
I remember that His Majesty stood atop the city wall and personally beat the drum to see Duke Wei off.
His Majesty beat the drum, and his young son stared wide-eyed, his face full of disbelief.
Your Majesty... isn't he cultivating Taoism?
That damned emperor, would he really do something like this?
An elderly man who had once served in the army witnessed Wei Qingyi leading troops once again.
Some were moved to tears, some were overwhelmed with excitement, and some were experiencing a mixture of sorrow and joy.
"Lord Wei, it's Lord Wei!"
"Twenty years have passed, a full twenty years. Finally, we see Lord Wei leading troops again."
Young people find it hard to understand the sentiments of the older generation, and to comprehend how radiant that blue robe once was.
Behind Wei Yuan, old men like Jiang Luzhong, who had followed Wei Qingyi on his campaigns, overheard the discussions among the people on the street and couldn't help but recall those days.
During the Battle of Shanhaiguan, the entire Fengtian army was mobilized for the war. The emperor himself, wearing a dragon robe, stood on the city wall and beat the drum to send them off. How glorious that was!
Unfortunately, His Majesty will not be able to come and beat the drums to see him off.
It's best not to come.
He doesn't deserve it.
Emperor Yuanjing at that time was wise and powerful, and diligent in his duties.
His Majesty is currently obsessed with Taoist practices and has neglected state affairs for many years.
Fortunately, Li Tianwang was born and took over the responsibilities of the Great Feng Dynasty.
It's hard to say who's more powerful, the emperor or the heavenly king.
However, the emperor knelt down that day, and the difference in their status became clear.
The Heavenly King disliked miscellaneous tasks and left them all to his wife, the Eldest Princess.
Princess Huaiqing is now the Heavenly King's Consort.
Or, to put it more accurately, she should be called a diva.
The crown prince was weak, and whenever he faced the court officials, the empress dowager always prevailed over him.
The power of the Great Feng Dynasty was in the hands of Li Tianwang.
Specific government affairs were handled by the Queen.
The crown prince is in charge of the imperial seals.
On the city wall, civil officials led by Wang Zhenwen, military generals led by several dukes, and members of the royal family led by Prince Yu lined up in a row.
They silently watched the procession slowly approaching at the end of the wide main road below.
"Back then, when Wei Yuan went on an expedition, His Majesty personally climbed the city wall and beat the drums to see him off."
"That's why the entire capital was united as one," Wang Zhenwen remarked with emotion.
The veteran officials who had experienced the Battle of Shanhai Pass were slightly dazed.
There were three more people standing in front of them.
Standing against the wind at the forefront, Li Tianwang watched Wei Yuan set off on his expedition once again.
Behind him was Empress Huaiqing, and further back was the submissive Crown Prince.
"Huaiqing, go beat the drum," Li Chang'an said.
The ministers were overjoyed upon hearing this.
In the month since the Empress Dowager took over the court, the political situation has changed dramatically.
It has the same grandeur as when Emperor Yuanjing first ascended the throne.
The war drums thundered, echoing throughout the capital!
"Boom!"
"Dong dong!"
"dong dong dong"
The drumbeats were dense and heavy, echoing across the sky.
Everyone, including Wei Yuan, looked up at the city wall.
"Look, it's the Heavenly King and Heavenly Queen!"
A joyful shout rang out from the crowd!
"It is Her Majesty the Heavenly Queen who is beating the drum."
"Even the Heavenly King has come to see the army off!"
The people's emotions immediately surged, and they shouted loudly and enthusiastically.
Li Chang'an, the Great Fengtian King, was the most prestigious person in the Great Feng Dynasty.
When such a person accepts real power from the Dafeng, the public is greatly encouraged!
The generals in armor, following behind Wei Yuan, all looked up.
Back then, when that dragon robe was worn and drums were beaten on the city wall, the people in the city cheered wildly.
Twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye. The drummers have changed, but the people's cheers remain the same!
Wei Yuan raised his head, gazed at the city wall, and smiled with his hands clasped in a gesture of respect.
well.
Huaiqing was half his disciple.
Li Chang'an was his teacher in fishing for clams!
Gee tut.
Jianzhou.
Yuezhi Mountain Villa.
The white lotus Taoist priest, who was about forty years old, had a round face and a plump figure. She wore a black Taoist robe, her black hair was tied up and inserted with an ebony Taoist hairpin. Her simple and casual style revealed the gentleness of a woman.
The usually gentle and easy-going Daoist Bailian, who always had a smile on her face, now walked silently around the perimeter of the manor with a serious expression.
A dozen or so disciples followed behind her, clearing away obstacles and attempting to rearrange the formation.
This place has just been bombarded by artillery fire. Shells fell like meteors, creating huge craters, and shockwaves ripped off the bluestone slabs paving the ground, destroying houses and trees.
One member of the Heaven and Earth Society was unfortunately hit by artillery fire and his body was never recovered; two other members of the Heaven and Earth Society were seriously injured.
After escaping from the Earth Sect, this group of Earth Sect disciples who remained rational and did not fall into demonic ways changed their name to the "Heaven and Earth Society".
Most importantly, the array set up by the Golden Lotus Daoist in the manor was forcibly torn open, and could no longer stop the surging enemies, including those martial arts figures who were not strong but numerous.
Rogue cultivators in the martial arts world have always been a troublesome group. They are numerous, their methods are cunning and despicable, and they are willing to risk their lives for resources.
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