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Chapter 178 The world's ups and downs are ours! (End of this volume)

"Report!!!"

A shout was heard from the place where Ying State Prince Jiang Gao was temporarily living, and then someone ran in quickly. On its shoulder stood a divine bird with feathers like flying fire, holding a letter in both hands. Two blood-red wings were pinned on the letter to symbolize its weight.

"It's a letter from the Grand Master."

Jiang Gao took the letter with a respectful look on his face.

Several days had passed since the grand sacrifice of the State of Chen, and the world seemed to have returned to its original state, as if nothing had changed. People still lived their lives as usual and talked about trivial matters as usual, but it seemed that many very important things had changed.

But these so-called important things seem to be not important at all to the people.

The emperor's face is not as unpleasant to the people as the stale cabbage today.

Jiang Gao opened the letter. The handwriting on the letter was still calm, just like the world's number one general himself. Jiang Gao was slightly stunned. Yuwen Lie was sitting here drinking tea. He had also read the letter. Both of them were silent.

The Grand Tutor asked them to go back.

Yuwen Lie looked at the letter, his eyes sweeping over the words:

"The State of Chen has been divided. The regent Chen Fu is a ferocious wolf, while Xue Daoyong is a tiger in troubled times. Chen Dingye is a mediocre and incompetent monarch. It is the existence of Tan Tai Xian Ming that has made him misjudge himself and made him think that he can balance the civil and military officials and the aristocratic and foreign relatives."

"Tan Tai Xian Ming made Chen Ding Ye mistakenly believe that as long as he focused on the art of balancing, everything would be under his control. However, he forgot that balancing requires a strong enough support to divide civil and military affairs. When this support is gone, the previous balance will collapse in an instant."

"Now, the State of Chen is in chaos, the Western Regions are divided, and the fierce tigers of the Xue family are in control of the court."

"Tan Tai Xian Ming's plan has been completed. You can return quickly. The seven Turkic kings had previously told you that the timing was not right. Now, His Majesty has agreed. You can return with them."

When Yuwen Lie saw this, he could already feel the turbulent waves beneath these calm words. The general situation in the world had actually changed during this short period of sacrifice. The Grand Tutor and Emperor Ying agreed to the Turks' agreement.

In this way, the Turks will be divided into two parts, east and west.

Yuwen Lie remained silent.

[The Western Regions were destroyed, the Turks were split, the State of Chen was in chaos, but the State of Ying had strong soldiers and horses, a wise monarch, and the best general in the world. This was the strategy of weakening one country and strengthening the rest of the world]

He once thought this plan was ridiculous.

Now, this absurd plan has unfolded on such a grand scale that a general like Yuwen Lie would definitely be tempted after seeing it. It is a perfect opportunity for war, and it is also the closest time to the unification of the Central Plains in three hundred years.

There was a line of text at the end of the letter from Yingguo's Grand Tutor.

"Please light a stick of incense and place a glass of wine in front of Tan Tai Xian Ming's grave for me."

"Congratulations to him."

"He got what he wanted, eternal infamy!"

Jiang Gao sighed, looked at Yuwen Lie, and said, "General, it's time for us to set off and return home. This grand ceremony will allow us to see the heroes of the world, but the world is so big that we cannot stop here."

Yuwen Lie smiled slightly and said, "Okay."

………………

The seven Turkic kings learned that Ying State was willing to discuss matters, so they went to look for Po Jun with great joy. Po Jun drank quietly, and seeing the joy of the seven kings, he said, "It's not a good thing. They want to split the Turkic people, so they only have one goal."

"The old dragon from Ying State can no longer bear it."

The Seventh Prince was puzzled, and then said simply, "Please give me some advice, sir."

Po Jun sat here lazily. He pointed to his mouth, indicating that he was thirsty. Then the seventh king of the Turkic Empire laughed and offered to pour tea for Po Jun, saying, "Sir, don't hide it. Tell me."

Po Jun said: "They are going to attack the State of Chen."

"We can't let the Regent become too powerful, so they have to break through the State of Chen, or at least make Chen take action against the Regent. The Emperor of Ying is already very old, and he is a hero from the same era as Xue Daoyong."

"His martial arts are not bad. The so-called emperor's martial arts, with the blessing of luck, will not be worse than the grandmaster, but after all, he can't be as old as those long-lived old guys."

"He is afraid of death."

"What's more frightening is that after his death, his two sons will fight each other."

"I have talked to them. Jiang Gao was trained for the sake of the great cause of the world. He is an upright and wise monarch who allows the people to rest and recuperate. However, the second prince Jiang Yuan stopped the war and prepared a backup plan in order to prevent the great cause from being accomplished and to allow the people to rest and recuperate. "

"So, one is benevolent, the other is willful."

"Two of the top ten generals in the world, one supports the crown prince, and the other supports the second prince."

"Emperor Ying wants to unify the Central Plains of Chen before his death to prevent his two sons from killing each other."

The Seventh Prince's face changed. "With the prestige of that emperor, after he unified the Central Plains, I'm afraid I won't be able to grow up, and I can only become his son-in-law. People say that marrying into the emperor's family is inferior to being a eunuch. Sir, this is not right."

Po Jun smiled and said, "Of course not. Ying State also has its own problems."

"Don't worry, I will help you with this."

The young strategist's eyes glowed purple, and he smiled gently: "As long as you listen to my arrangements."

He raised his eyes and looked into the distance.

The young strategist's mouth curled up.

[Chop up the whole world and feed it to Ying State, old dog Tan Tai, your strategy underestimates me. Everyone just says you are radical, but after thinking about it, I think you are still too conservative. Why, just destroy Chen State? Before Ying State was Wei State, which has been around for 500 years.]

[Even if there is a wise and enlightened ruler, the roots are tangled and often corrupt.]

[Since the State of Chen has been destroyed]

[Then why not destroy Ying State as well! ]

[If I say so, then the Western Regions should be destroyed, the world in chaos, the flames of war among the heroes should rise, and then the heroes from all directions should be pacified, and the country should be won in a dignified and just manner, not inferior to the Red Emperor! ]

[To harm only one country is just to seek the interests of another country. My ambition is greater than yours. ]

[I want to rule the world]!
Po Jun said: "Seventh King, it's time for us to set off."

He stood up, looked into the distance, patted the Seventh King on the shoulder, and said with a smile:

"Look, the world is so big, the Chen Kingdom is prosperous, and the music makes people's spirits soften. But, King Qi, have you forgotten the pleasure of galloping on the grasslands and your ambition to conquer the world?"

"If you have not forgotten, pick up your sword and mount your horse again."

"We are still young, but we will eventually grow old. Every day we stay in such a prosperous and beautiful place will bring us one day further away from our goal."

"You and I are still young, but the heroes of this world are getting old one by one."

“It’s our time.”

The Seventh Prince's eyes lit up, and he decisively gave up the luxury in the Central Plains, and gave up the beauties, beautiful scenery, delicious food, and beautiful utensils that were not available on the vast grassland. That night, the Seventh Prince sharpened his own blade himself, and after having a secret talk with Jiang Gao, he resigned from the State of Chen.

The Living Buddha from the Western Regions and Chen Chengbi participated in Zu Wenyuan's funeral.

In this turbulent time, no one remembered the departure of this number one fortune teller. His departure was like a fallen leaf. The Living Buddha from the Western Regions chanted the mantra for rebirth, and finally watched the incense burn out.

Chen Chengbi, who was recovering from his injuries, looked at the sky in the distance. His white hair was hanging down, and the old man looked desolate. He said, "Hey, old monk."

The Living Buddha opened his eyes.

Chen Chengbi asked, "Tell me, is there reincarnation?"

The Living Buddha said, “I don’t know.”

Chen Chengbi asked, "Aren't you a living Buddha? How come you don't know?"

The monk said, "If I say there is no such thing, then I am a bit foolish to practice Buddhism. If I say there is such a thing, apart from the specious things passed down by the Living Buddha, I have never seen the so-called reincarnation body. Since I have never seen it, then I can say that it exists, or I can say that it does not exist."

"But, whether it exists or not, if it really exists, with Zu Wenyuan's intelligence, he will definitely be able to find it better than you and I."

Chen Chengbi grinned and said, "You are right."

He stood up, and the old monk asked, "Where are you going?"

Chen Chengbi asked, "Where to?" He looked at the sky in the distance, a trace of confusion still appeared on his face. Finally, he smiled, scratched his head, and said, "Where to? I really don't know how to answer your question."

"On the day of the grand festival, the fortune teller suddenly went crazy."

"He would follow Zu Wenyuan wherever he went. That day, he suddenly smashed all his arithmetic chips, and then came to the front of the Taoist temple. He burned all the arithmetic classics, including the most powerful arithmetic scripture in the world that he said he would compose, to ashes in front of Zu Wenyuan."

"Then he burst into tears and laughter and said things like, I will never catch up with you and I will never be as good as you."

"Then he ran away crying and laughing like a madman, as if he had suffered a great shock. I don't know where he went..."

"What about my eldest niece? She seemed to have figured out something today?"

"I don't know. You know, I'm not very interested in these things."

"It's just that she suddenly moved out from the library. As for where she went, I heard that she thought the girl from the Xue family was pretty good, so she told Old Man Xue that she wanted to live at the Xue family for a while and teach the girl martial arts."

"Hey, I think she was worried that my angry nephew would do something to the little girl, so she went there early. Although he is a useless person, he is still the emperor after all. Some things, after so many years, can never be forgotten."

"This place was so lively before."

"But suddenly, Li Guanyi left, Xiao Wuliang left, that old guy from Puyang came and went, and Tan Tai Xianming suddenly lost his head. The world, which was once so lively, suddenly became deserted. I feel a little uncomfortable."

"I think I will go to Jianghu."

Chen Chengbi smiled and said, "I'm old now."

"Zu Wenyuan is dead, and you are also an old monk. Young people are old in the martial arts world. We must go back eventually." He stood up, took a step, his sleeves rolled up, and suddenly he stepped several feet away, his white hair fluttering: "I will go to the martial arts world for a walk."

"Go meet Miss Gongsun. I heard that the old man Murong Longtu is going to compete with the Sword Saint. Let's go there to join in the fun. Old monk, the world is so big, you and I, we will be together forever."

"See you in the rivers and lakes."

The old man laughed loudly, but no one knew where he had gone. However, such words still made the old monk smile. He clasped his hands together and closed his eyes helplessly, as if even when he closed his eyes, those friends were still in front of him.

A heroic young general, a handsome and free prince, a gentle Taoist priest with a smile, a beautiful girl, and a simple and honest little monk.

But when you open your eyes, you will find that your former enemies are either dead or deceased, and your old friends are all gone.

All the things of the past have vanished into thin air.

All conditioned phenomena are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed as such.

His eyes were calm and gentle, he clasped his hands together and lowered his eyes:

"Amitabha."

In the Taoist temple, the bell rang.

When you and I contemplate enlightenment, why do we differentiate between the three religions?
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After the death of the treacherous prime minister Tan Tai Xian Ming, his body was supposed to be taken away, but the weather was hot and the regent seemed to consider that if it was taken all the way to the Western Regions, it would rot, so he found a hillside and buried this old Confucian scholar who had lived a turbulent life.

Chen Wenmian kowtowed three times before leaving.

This place was protected silently. Even those who hated what Tan Tai Xian Ming did were afraid of the Regent's military force. They were worried that if they did something to the dead man, it would attract the attention of the old wolf king, so they just ignored this place.

But a guest came today. Xue Daoyong walked up, dressed in a green shirt, with white hair fluttering, and still looking dignified. He held a pot of wine in his hand, looked at the tombstone, picked up the pot, poured a glass of wine, and calmly placed it on the grave of Tan Tai Xianming.

"Your words saved me a lot of effort and also bought some time for Guan Yi. Lord Taiping is respected by the world. There are as many people who want to kill him as those who respect him. His road will not be easy."

"I think it must be very simple for a treacherous minister like you to do this."

"But now that I've reached this position, I realize that this path of yours is not an easy one to walk either. Hahahaha, the human heart is like the abyss of the sea. Money is just a stone to test the water. Desire is like gluttony, it has no end."

"I suppressed the noble families and officials, but I was also held back by them."

"Since ancient times, powerful officials have all suffered a miserable death!"

“It’s because people’s minds are all different, and they come together and change from time to time.”

"You died, but I won't. Let's wait for ten years and see if the child will come back. Although the wanted order has been issued, I have suppressed its effectiveness to the lowest level. However, in this chaotic world, there are too many people who are eager to become a Qilin."

"The world is in turmoil, and there are more warriors who want to kill the son of Duke Taiping and seek fame than any other."

"He will have to carve out his own path in the future."

"However, Tantai Xianming."

"You clearly knew that my Xue family's rules forbid you from engaging in politics, but after you left, all I had to do was to follow your path."

"He is really cunning and crafty."

"If you were alive now..."

Xue Daoyong seemed to be thinking of the scholar who was beaten black and blue on a rainy night many years ago, but still had a tougher mouth than iron, who ate steamed buns so fast that he almost choked to death but still vowed to spare his life in the future.

The tiger of troubled times smiled and said:

"I will beat you to death again!"

"But now, you are dead."

"Finally, I'll offer you a glass of wine. I will talk about the century-old grudge until I die, and curse you as an old dog, but..."

Xue Daoyong turned around, looked at the world, and said:
"If we were, we would all live in a peaceful and prosperous era."

"How nice."

The old man spilled the wine in his hand, turned and left, walking away. He never came back here again for the rest of his life. He walked away and stepped into the palace. The voice of the eunuch announcing his name was heard from afar, in this majestic and magnificent Chen State Palace.

"Xuan, Grand Secretary of the Cabinet, Minister of the Secretariat, Prime Minister, and the Purple Gold Fish Bag bestowed by the Emperor."

"Duke Xue, Xue Daoyong is here to serve!"

"Swords and shoes go to the palace!"

"No bowing during the court session!"

“No need to kneel!”

"Kaifu Yitong Sansi!"

Xue Daoyong walked further and further away, without slowing down.

We all have our own paths to take and our own battlefields to fight on.

A bird flapped its wings and flew away from the palace of Chen State. The crown prince of Ying State and the seven kings of Turkic ethnic group laughed loudly, as if they had met too late. They left Chen State together in their carriages and headed for Ying State, which dominated the Central Plains. Their strategies were about to clash.

Li Zhaowen went with them.

Yuwen Lie was thinking about the Crown Prince's kingly way and the Second Prince's domineering way, and who would be more in line with the Ying State of this era. Yuwen Lie, who was lost in thought, did not notice that Li Zhaowen, who had a golden-red vertical mark on his forehead, was looking at the two princes with a smile from behind.

Chen Chengbi set out into the martial arts world, and Chen Qingyan returned to the Xue family.

Since the chariots of the State of Chen were about to arrive in the Western Regions, the last Khan of Tiele brought these things back to his tribe, and then went to talk with the elders of his tribe. So on the third day, an ancient flag was erected again in the Western Regions.

[Golden Scimitar Cavalry]!
The king of light cavalry in the world has broken through the twilight of history and come to this era again.

But such an ancient flag only caused a small wave after all.

At the same time, the Regent's troops also arrived at the 300-li area that originally belonged to Tuyuhun. The old wolf king and his son looked down coldly at the vast world, and an eagle flew over their shoulders.

When later historians talked about the great sacrifice of the State of Chen, they always felt that the historical records were full of incredible coincidences. This era was like a dark cloud covering the entire world, and the heroes, old and young, gathered together like stars.

They gathered briefly and then ran off in different directions.

Many people died this time, but those heroes who shone brilliantly in later generations all survived because of various coincidences, as if they were destined. This place seemed like a starry sky, emitting rays of light that seemed to illuminate the entire night.

But no matter what, it is undeniable that this grand sacrifice became a turning point for the entire world. The grand sacrifice that originally served the Western Regions as dishes on the table seemed to have become the last glory of the giant Chen State, and one brilliant name after another became its footnotes before its death.

The situation has changed, and the checks and balances that originally supported the chaotic times have turned into one strong and many weak.

The aged emperor of Ying State raised his sword, and together with the strongest general under his command, they looked towards the world. The old heroes rushed to their final battlefield, and the young heroes began to show their fangs one by one.

……

Dangdangdang——!
The clear sound of the gong attracted everyone. This was a pass of the State of Chen. Anyone who wanted to leave here and go to another direction had to pass through here. The storyteller was talking about the excitement of the grand sacrifice.

They talked about kings, princes, generals, talented men and beautiful women, the disputes in the world, how heroes were still fierce in old age, how Yue Pengwu spread his wings like a roc, and how the treacherous ministers Tan Tai and Xian Ming were beheaded with their heads rolling on the ground. Everyone was stunned and just cheered.

A young man reached out and put down a few copper coins.

"Boss, check out."

He bought three meat buns. He had a newly bought ox cart pulled by a cow, with lots of straw on the cart. He sat on the straw, with a long-haired cat lying on his shoulder, eating the meat buns with big mouthfuls, and the ox cart moved slowly forward.

There are notices of various kinds posted on the city walls.

There are gangsters, some who rent houses, and some who curse people and steal men.

Someone shouted not to pour the chamber pot from the second floor down.

Then the largest one was a wanted poster with a picture of a bearded man on it. Someone said in a serious tone, "Remember this, this is Li Guanyi! A former Jinwu Guard!"

"He was fifteen or something. He was very vicious. He killed Prime Minister Tan Tai Xian Ming and then ran away. I heard he even broke into the city gate. He was very vicious."

The people around looked at the leopard-headed man with round eyes and beard: "This, fifteen years old?"

"I'm not this mature even at 25."

The person who posted the notice widened his eyes and said, "Why else would someone do such a big thing?"

The people were puzzled and asked, "But why do I look at this person so much like the wanted criminal named Yue Qianfeng?"

So he was kicked away.

Someone else posted a list, a ranking of the martial arts world. Someone counted them one by one: "Little Sword Saint Xu Huiyang has won consecutive battles after coming out of retreat, and is already ranked 28th."

"Another sword fanatic has also moved up the rankings."

"Well, Miss Li from the Most Beautiful List seems to have risen to 50th place."

"Ok?"

Suddenly someone was puzzled, and everyone looked and found a name.

He chanted: "Ranking improved, currently ranked 31st."

"I won the grand martial arts competition and defeated Ge Shuyin, Yu Wenhua, and the young swordsman Xu Huiyang."

"Kill Tan Tai Xian Ming and save Yue Peng Wu."

"Dou Lu has the first chance to break into the city and leave."

"Come for justice, leave for joy, be at ease and lawless, and be crazy as you please."

"Halberd Mania!"

"Li Guanyi."

The cart stopped at the gate, and the gatekeeper asked the man who was feasting on the cart to get off. The man took out a certificate of ordination and handed it over. The gatekeeper took a look and found that it was a certificate personally given by one of the twenty-four chief priests of the academy. He was surprised and asked casually, "Who are you?"

The man raised his finger and adjusted his hat. He was a young man.

His hair was slightly upturned and tied with a wooden hairpin. He was wearing a blue Taoist robe that had been starched to a whitish color. He had a jade pendant around his neck and an ancient pine-patterned sword around his waist. When everyone was amazed at the name of the Ji Kuang, the young man gently took off his bamboo hat.

"I am Pharmacist Li."

There is a serious disease in the world!
We should treat him!
"Pharmacist Li? Good, you pass!"

Everyone knew the value of the certificate personally given by the twenty-four chief priests, so they didn't bother to care what was in his ox cart. The young Taoist rode the ox cart slowly away. Behind him, the city was bustling with people. Some young people chased each other in the city, laughing and singing poems:

"Young man's chivalry!"

"I have made friends with the heroes of the five cities. They are brave and brave, and their hair stands on end. In the conversation, we are willing to live and die together."

"A promise is worth a thousand gold!"

The golden scimitar cavalry of the Western Regions reappeared, the regent raised his military force, the tiger in troubled times became the prime minister in charge of a country, the brilliant strategist tore a country apart with his own life, and the young and talented military advisor infiltrated the Turkic camp and went to the Central Plains with the two princes who followed the kingly way and were domineering.

The young Taoist raised his eyes, looked at the sky, and walked farther and farther away.

The hair on her temples is slightly raised.

The world's ups and downs are determined by our generation!

………………

At the same time, the Eighteen Prefectures of Jiangnan.

The magical soldier Murong Mansion.

A white-haired old man finally arrived. It was Sima Ming who had disappeared in front of Li Guanyi for several days. The old man was not good at martial arts, and he ran day and night to get here. He didn't care about the Murong family members who blocked the way. He would lock you up in a death cage.

Siming made his way to the forbidden area.

He knew what Zu Wenyuan was going to do, and he also knew the gangster siege that Li Guanyi would face in the future. The conspiracy and intrigue would probably be no worse than that of the imperial court. The old man went straight for the biggest chance of survival.

He raised his foot and kicked open the door to the Murong family's forbidden area.

Being held down, he struggled like an old salted fish, shouting:
"Sword Maniac Murong Longtu."

"Your granddaughter and great-grandson are still alive!"

The voice was forked out before it fell, but it still came out. The sword maniac had been in seclusion and was extremely old.

His eyes suddenly opened.

The Murong family, ninety-six black weapons, roared in unison.

Shen Yun, soaring to the sky!!!
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