area51novel Chapter 990 Believe me, you will definitely be infamy for eternity.
Chapter 990 Believe me, you will definitely be infamy for eternity.
Chapter 990 Believe me, you will be infamous for eternity...
"Your Majesty, Tuoba...cannot be loyal..."
At the last moment of his life, Tuoba Bodhisattva thought of the old woman in the capital of Beimang, and his vision was spinning, and his head fell and rolled all over the ground.
The golden blood splashed like a waterfall, but there was no waste. Including his head, his essence of spirit was completely swallowed by Xu Xin, causing the latter's breath to change slightly.
With Xu Xin's current strength, if he wants to make greater progress in strength, the resources of the human world are obviously not enough, even if he swallows Wang Xianzhi and other human beings, it is still not enough. After all, none of them is as strong as Xu Xin, and they are not as immortal as Tuoba Bodhisattva.
"Hey!"
"Didn't I say it! I am good at both swords and knives..."
Xu Xin stood at the place where Tuoba Bodhisattva fell, shaking his head as if he was very regretful.
"You never told me that you can use a knife before, okay!"
"Besides, this is my knife."
Xu Fengnian walked to Xu Xin and took away the knife that had stabbed Tuoba Bodhisattva's waist in his hand, with a look of disgust on his face.
"I am the best in the world, it is normal for me to be good at both sword and knife, okay!"
Xu Xin said naturally. He usually does not use weapons, not because he does not know how to use them, but because he knows too many and does not have a favorite weapon, so he is too lazy to practice.
After all, his body is stronger than most weapons in the world.
After wiping the golden blood off the knife, Xu Fengnian put it back into the sheath, looked at Xu Xin randomly, and asked: "What should we do with Zhao Dun and the others?"
"Them! Let's go and see!"
Xu Xin looked at the Zhao family emperor and the ministers who were surrounded over there, and walked over with Xu Fengnian.
A breeze swept through the ruins, carrying a little dust to the north, which was the direction of the Beimang Imperial Capital.
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Beimang, Imperial Capital.
After the failure of the battle of one million people in the Beimang grassland, Beiting gathered the remnants and returned to the capital to guard against Beiliang's continued offensive, while recuperating and preparing for the next wave of counterattacks.
The empress who brought Beimang to the peak of her power has not appeared since she appeared at the Huihui meeting one night. Taiping Ling and the three-dynasty minister Yelu Chucai accompanied her all the way.
In the night, the palace was full of people. In a small house that was far from being magnificent, the candlelight flickered gently, not only did not illuminate the room as bright as day, but added a bit of gloom and darkness. This is probably the so-called cicadas chirping in the forest.
An old woman with a peaceful face lay quietly on the sickbed, as if she was reminiscing about the past years, and as if she was reminiscing about her youthful days.
Beside the bed, Taiping Ling, who had been named the Imperial Master of Beimang, sat on a small stool, looking down at the old woman with protruding cheeks and white hair.
Li Mibi, who created the Beimang spider web, sat on the threshold of the house. At this moment, this shadow prime minister who made countless Beimang dignitaries feel creepy, really looked like an old man in his twilight years, lonely and miserable.
"Your Majesty, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Taiping Ling spoke calmly, without any fear or sadness, but with a rare gentleness that was out of place.
The old woman answered the question irrelevantly and said softly: "Are you wondering why I don't want to accept the advice of the immortals in heaven and force myself to live for four or five years?" Taiping Ling nodded, then quickly shook his head and said softly: "It doesn't matter." "Yes! It doesn't matter." The old woman smiled and said: "If Tuoba and his men can win in Liyang and kill Xu Longxiang, then whether I am still alive or not, Beimang will be great again. And if Xu Longxiang wins, whether I am alive or not, I can't stop him from unifying the world." The old woman didn't call me "I" at this time, but "I". Taiping Ling replied cautiously: "Your Majesty, don't worry. If it is true as the immortals in heaven say, Tuoba Bodhisattva can achieve immortality, then he must be the pinnacle of the world. Even if he cannot win, he can protect himself. I, Beimang, can..."
"Worry? I have come this far, what else do I have to worry about?"
The old woman gently folded her hands on her abdomen and pulled the corners of her mouth slightly, "I am a dying person, how can I think so much! In my life, I think I am best at the word "relaxation". The guilt towards others will not last long, and the regret towards myself can also be let go. . "
"In this life, the first half of my life, after leaving Xu Xiao and entering the palace, I lived like walking on thin ice, but at least I lived comfortably in the second half of my life, which was good."
"What's more, I am the first person in history to wear a dragon robe and sit on the dragon throne as a woman. Whether I am famous or infamous, even if the Northern Mang is destroyed, my name is destined to be in the history of the dynasties in the future."
"What regrets do I have in this life? Probably none!"
It's rare for the old woman to be so nagging, and it's even rarer to be so calm.
The imperial teacher Taiping Ling in front of the old woman's sickbed hummed. The head of the Chess and Sword Music Bureau left the grassland in anger because of the old woman's words that the emperor has no teacher, and went to Liyang Central Plains to hide his identity for twenty years.
He changed his identity more than a dozen times, traveled from north to south, saw all kinds of things in the world, and enjoyed the mountains and rivers of the Spring and Autumn Period.
There are thousands of scholars in the world, but only a few can truly "read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles".
The old woman took a breath and talked with Taiping Ling and Li Mibi for a while. When they talked about military and national affairs, the old woman was obviously a little tired and a little upset that she couldn't hide. She slowly closed her eyes, as if she wanted to stop being upset.
She didn't want to end her life without being able to get rid of those intrigues and deceptions.
There was a long silence, and the candlelight in the house was still dim.
The old woman whispered: "It's cold... You all go, I want to have a good rest."
The autumn weather was refreshing.
If you don't die now, when will you die?
Taiping Ling gently stood up, then bowed and bowed, and refused to straighten his back for a long time.
The female dragon of Beimang finally died in the imperial capital, and the emperor of Liyang had no imperial majesty at all. He fainted when the real dragon fell, and was finally awakened by cold water.
Zhao Dun woke up in a daze, and when he looked up, he found that his body seemed to be shorter. After a long time, he found that he was pressed to the ground by someone. Where did this bold pariah come from?
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."
The crying and calling around made him sober a little. When he finally figured out the situation, Xu Xin, Xu Fengnian and others came together.
"Xu Longxiang, you can kill me, Yuan Benxi, but you must not treat the Zhao family harshly. If you kill the emperor, no matter how you whitewash the history books, you will still be cursed." Zhao Dun recognized that this was Yuan Benxi's voice. This imperial teacher wanted to seek leniency for the Zhao family in Liyang. People who want to seize the world generally care about what he said, after all, this is a reputation after death. Countless eyes looked at Xu Xin, waiting for him to make a decision. "What are you looking at? Kill those who are guilty, and it is enough to leave a line in the Zhao family..."
"As for the history books, let the historians record the cause and effect, including everything that happened before and after the white-clothed case in the capital... and you, Huangmen Lang Yuan Benxi, controlled the government, and Zhao Dun was a ridiculous emperor... In addition, the Huangmen Lang in the future will only be eunuchs..."
"Ridiculous emperor, eunuchs usurped power, unified the Central Plains, and died in the second generation. I believe that unofficial history will like you, the monarch and minister, very much. Believe me, you will definitely be infamous for thousands of years..."
Xu Xin thought of the template of Zhao Gao and Hu Hai, and it was perfect for these two people. Anyway, he would not mess around in the official history, and the unofficial history must be wild, everyone can understand it!
"No! You can't..." Yuan Benxi thought of some possible absurd records in unofficial history. Even if the official history did not record the evil deeds, the reign of Zhao Dun Yonghui of Liyang would surely be infamous for eternity. But before he could finish his words, the head of Half-Inch Tongue rolled to the ground. In his open mouth, the tongue was indeed only half an inch long, which was really ugly.