Conquer the World

Chapter 605: The Sword Comes into the River

Wan Xingchen, the old dean, bent over to release the emperor from Su Buwei's back, and helped the emperor to stand up and said, "I thought your Majesty would die earlier, but I didn't expect to die behind many people. But, so Isn't it painful to live? "

Today, only he has this status, and dare to speak to the emperor of Da Sui like this.

The emperor knew what Wan Xingchen meant, and he sighed as he looked at Su Buwei's incomplete body: "This life has really killed too many people who shouldn't die."

Wan Xingchen didn't say much because he knew the emperor's mood at this time.

The emperor turned and glanced at the new emperor Yang Chengqian, who was timid, and waved at him. Yang Chengqian trembled a bit, then quickly came over and threw himself to the ground, struck a few heads: "Father Emperor ..."

When he was stung by Wan Xingchen halfway, he had prepared a lot of things to say, but when he saw Yang Yi's embarrassing appearance, those words could no longer be said. In his impression, his father never showed people this way. He is always so personable, always so graceful and luxurious. But now, although Yang Yi's clothes are still gorgeous, but stained with blood and soil, it looks like a poor beggar.

The emperor looked at the son who was kneeling in front of him, and after a long silence, pointed at Su's fearless body: "Go and bury him, use your hand."

Yang Chengqian froze for a moment, then quickly got up, and began to pit around Su Buyou with both hands. His identity is destined to have a pair of very clean and beautiful hands, and it is also destined that these hands are very delicate. But now, he dared not show the slightest reluctance, although he was afraid to look at the incomplete body.

The old dean stood and looked on without any expression.

When Yang Chengqian bleed on his fingers, he barely scratched a shallow hole. He subconsciously looked back at his father, but found that there was an unquestionable coldness in his father's eyes. He was familiar with this look.

So he bit his lip without begging.

After a full hour, he used his hands to plan out a pit that could barely put Su Buwei's body into it. The dirt on his hands, which had been mixed with blood and dirt, looked extraordinarily miserable, and the emperor looked as though he had turned a blind eye.

"Dig deeper"

The emperor said.

Yang Chengqian's shoulder trembled again, but this time, instead of looking at his father, he went crazy and continued to dig out.

After another ten minutes, he stood up with his brace, and then held Su Weiwei's body with the numb hand that had already hurt, and put it into the pit. The emperor walked tremblingly and kicked Yang Chengqian away. He had no strength to kick his son, but his son also had no strength.

The emperor squatted down and covered the soil with Su Buwei himself.

"Old Dean ... I wasn't sure at the beginning whether you would tell him without waiting for him to come back."

The emperor said as he buried the ground: "I just don't worry, so I hurried back to see."

Wan Xingchen said after a silence, "I told him, because I'm going out."

"I guessed it."

The emperor said: "The moment I saw that Liu Enjing sent someone to withdraw the cavalry, I knew you had told him. Because I told him that there was a huge secret about the Yang family, only I knew you. Now that there are so many people blocking him from going back on the way, I know you have said that secret. He has never been just a father, but a **** emperor. "

The old dean nodded: "After all, it is to be passed on."

The emperor buried the soil, and then glanced at Yang Chengqian's pair of hands that were already obscured: "I don't blame you, because everything you have done has been taught by you over the years. You are also relieved that you did not teach I forgot everything I gave you. Actually Su Buwei wanted to ask him when he was halfway, but he didn't dare to say ... he didn't say, how could he say it in person? He didn't want him to go back, in fact Is your uncle's son? "

Yang Chengqian gave the emperor a dreadful look and lowered his head quickly.

"My son knows wrong!"

"Are you wrong?"

The emperor shook his head: "When I met Liu Enjing, his respect for him was not pretended. He sent a thousand fine riders to protect him back to Chang'an, and it was not hypocrisy. But when he was about to reach Changan City, His cavalry suddenly withdrew, and he was here ... Who else can let the cavalry go back? Then I saw Yang Shunhui, who is also surnamed Yang, and it was not for conspiracy to kill him, if he had that mind When the Sixth rebelled, he had already followed suit. "

"My son ... **** it!"

Yang Chengqian shoved his head hard, and soon saw blood on his forehead.

"You shouldn't be damned. I just said that these things were taught to you by words and deeds. You did nothing wrong. I actually came back to confirm that the secret old dean had told you. My mind is to test whether you can become a qualified emperor. Fortunately, you did not let me down. "

Yang Chengqian was just a hoe, and he did not justify it.

"Very well, you haven't pushed this to the encouragement of others. What you want to do is what you want to do. The emperor of Da Sui must have such courage. I just want to ask you ... Know you do this? "

"Mother ... I don't know!"

Yang Chengqian looked up at the emperor to answer.

"Ok"

There was a smile on the corner of the emperor's mouth: "I know, how can she do such a thing? Her temperament, it is not easy to support you on a dragon chair. She has never asked me for so many years One thing about the court is because she hates this hypocrisy from her bones ... so it is hard for her. You must remember that no matter what happens in the future, you must not treat your mother badly, which is also anxious to rush back You have to account for one of your words. "

"Children remember!"

Yang Chengqian nodded vigorously.

"The sloppy rivers and mountains will be worn for you sooner or later. Since the situation is so sloppy and you have no power to return to the sky, although you are still young, you can experience tribulations earlier. It is good for you to control the world in the future. Remember, this world is always Yang No one at home must be taken away from the Yang family! "

The emperor took a few breaths and bowed deeply to the old dean: "Yang Yi thanked the old dean. Since the old dean is about to go out, I can only say that the old dean ... leave."

Wan Xingchen glanced at him: "I will go well, but you will not go too well. When you took the throne, I said, you must grasp these two things, because I know What kind of temperament do you have? But in the end you still use the Chinese weapon as your private weapon, otherwise how can Da Sui be so far? So you are pathetic, but hateful. "

"I only wake up now. What did you mean then? I used to think that Chinese instruments were your personal instruments, and your personal instruments were the national instruments."

"People like you can't teach any good sons."

The old dean glanced at Yang Chengqian: "I learned most of your ruthlessness at this age, but also faced the disintegrating hearts of the world. I dare not think that if Da Sui can support this level, in the future What kind of person would he be ... I have also forgotten, who have become the children of the Yang family?

The emperor's body shook. These words, he never thought about it.

Yeah ... when did the people of the Yang family become like themselves and the Prince?

The old dean sighed: "Perhaps in your eyes, this is the choice that a qualified emperor should make, but in my eyes, the emperor is still alone. You Yang family has always treated others with this attitude, but still want People treat each other with sincerity ... Is it ridiculous? If I were someone like you, then ... "

He did not continue to say the latter words, because he knew that he did not have to say at all.

The emperor had nothing to refute, because he knew that the old dean was right. If the old dean was the same person as him, then Da Sui's world might have changed his name to 10,000.

"I'm too lazy to talk about you again. I have taught generations to generations of the Yang family. There are at least four or five emperors who have slapped themselves. Outsiders have said that the Yang family has not produced a fainting monk for more than a century. Who knows me? How many mischievous Yang families who have been taught with a stick? How can it be more than a hundred years to keep the same appearance? Unless it is not dead ... "

After hearing this, the emperor knelt down tremblingly and touched his head with the ground.

"The Yang family is not a descendant of Yang Yi. Thanks to the old president for a hundred years!"

"You are not wrong to kneel down, and I do n’t think it ’s a great thing for the emperor to kneel down. What I have done for more than a century is worth kneeling down for me, and it is also worth remembering by your descendants of the Yang family. . But I don't want you to remember that I have been tired from the long time ago, I am tired of the puppets I laid down for myself. If I did n’t stay in Changan, I would live a hundred or two hundred years more ... Dalun Mingwang can't compare, because I really live long and he is fake. "

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The old dean looked at the father and son kneeling in front of himself, and suddenly smiled: "Do you know why I have never taught you like the Emperor Sui before the previous lesson?"

Yang Yi froze, then shook his head: "I don't know."

"Because you knew you wouldn't be able to live long before you ascended the throne, and I also knew it. I was thinking about letting you strengthen the foundation of Da Sui for more than ten years, and then hand over the world to you smoothly. Son. But then I changed my mind ... Since you have such a short life, I will let you live your own life. "

There was no bitterness or regret in the smile of the old dean: "Although I know, you can let the trouble go. This country will be chaotic sooner or later. Your stride is too big. If you want to step out of it, you will get out of the Qingping world. I remember when Yang Qi told Changan when he was out of Chang'an, Master, you have been tired for more than a hundred years. Do n’t be tired anymore. Everything is a natural development with its trajectory, and forced intervention is better than leaving it free. "

"I remember that."

The old Dean smiled: "He persuaded me to kill Dalun Mingwang. It is still a truth. I don't know what kind of thought he is. He doesn't look like you from the Yang family, or even It ’s like a person. In fact, I regret that I did n’t teach him a good meal and let him stay in Houshan to continue his practice. He joined the WTO ... I do n’t know if it is right or wrong. ”

The emperor was shocked in his heart. He didn't expect that his seven brothers would say that to the old dean.

As the descendants of the Yang family, there are indeed some uprisings.

"The world is about to change."

The old dean glanced at the emperor: "Unfortunately, it's not because of you."

"Because?"

The emperor asked subconsciously.

"outsider"

The old dean said a few words lightly, and then carried the package on his body: "There are too many people and things in the world that should not exist, and there are too many unreasonable. So God always chooses one that is even more inappropriate. There are more unreasonable people to end it all, and you and I are just spectators. "

The emperor also wanted to ask, the old dean shook his head: "Don't ask, I don't understand why there are such outsiders."

He looked at the sword in his hand: "This is the choice of heaven."

"What is heaven?"

The emperor asked.

"Yes……"

The old dean hesitated, looked up and smiled: "I will know it after I die, because I don't know."

"I'm leaving."

He carried the ancient sword in his backpack and said, "Don't you die?"

He asked ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The emperor trembled fiercely, and then he vomited a lot of blood. In the blood, there were some little thumb-sized worms squirming.

"When did you know?"

He struggled to look at the back of the old dean and asked.

The old dean never spoke and never returned.

He continued his life with a drug lord, and after all, he only lived two or three more years.

In the first year of the Emperor Sui Xinghuang, I do n’t know how old he is. The main hall of Wan Jiantang, starring Wan Xingchen, the old director of Wuyuan, carried a ancient sword into his bag and entered the rivers and lakes he had left for more than a century. These rivers and lakes ... I don't know how many caves will be broken out.

PS: This chapter is about to end in another chapter. It's a little bit faster than I expected, but I didn't feel rushed. Some previous pits had to be filled.

ps2: This is not a person's dusk.

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