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Chapter 463: All the noble men, the clowns (asking for monthly tickets)
The Zhongzhou Imperial City is still as peaceful as before.

Or, it is much more peaceful than in the past. After all, the world was in chaos in the previous three years, and the heroes from all directions tore their faces and fought each other endlessly. Naturally, they had no time to pay tribute to Zhongzhou.

But it is different now. The wolves and tigers of the world have all gone dormant, so these adults have also begun to become active, stretching their bodies and doing things that big men should do.

Zhongzhou began to become busy again, the Chamber of Commerce was bustling with people coming and going.

The Red Emperor of Zhongzhou, Ji Zichang, had a daughter born. The nobles planned to celebrate for Ji Zichang's daughter in order to start a new "prosperous age", but Ji Zichang was not happy about this.

He held Concubine Wen's arm and looked at the luxurious gold-embossed visiting cards and the list of gifts on the desk. He looked gloomy and thought of his son who lived to be seven years and one hundred and thirty-two days old, and his daughters.

Three years ago, he told Li Guanyi that he had several daughters, two in fact.

In the past few years, the eldest daughter, who had been engaged, fell into the water and died. The second daughter was sick and weak. Dao Zong was compassionate and came to visit her in person. In the end, he did not say anything clearly, but said that she should not be in the royal family, and persuaded her to become a nun to practice.

All these things happened three years ago, when Qin Wuhou rose up and left for the Western Regions. Ji Zichang tried to take advantage of this situation to gradually regain the royal power.

In such a turbulent era, the daughter of the royal family and the nobles of the world were also in a precarious situation. The chips on the table made Ji Zichang unbearably painful. He also wanted revenge. After finding out everything, he wielded a blade to kill the murderer and sentenced him to death by slicing.

But, killing one person, a group of people.

The blood dripped down and spread on the ground.
All the ministers and officials bowed their heads in obeisance, and everything was silent.

But he looked at the countless people below, even some of whom were related to him by blood.

They bowed and saluted at the foot of the palace, with a deep, wolf-like look in their eyes.

Their ancestors were once heroes who were under tremendous oppression and rose up in troubled times to fight for the people. How come, after hundreds of years, they have become like this?

Is this the end of the dynasty?
In such a game, Ji Zichang felt as if he was trapped in a quagmire, with his every move entangled by countless threads. Not to mention being unable to be free, even the slightest movement would attract a counterattack from all the surrounding forces.

Concubine Wen looked at him with some concern and said softly:
"They said they were congratulating the baby on his birth..."

The child had been born for several months, and many princes, nobles, ministers and dukes wanted to congratulate him. Ji Zichang remained silent for a long time, but the situation was overwhelming and he had to agree. He held Concubine Wen's hand and whispered, "I will protect the child..."

Concubine Wen just gently held his hand.

Ji Zichang and Concubine Wen went to see their child together. The baby was no longer the same as when he was just born. His face was still a little wrinkled, but he looked quite cute.

Ji Zichang gently and carefully touched his daughter's face with his fingers.

Even as a king, at this time he was just a father who was worried about his children. Ji Zichang's hard heart, which had fought with many demons and monsters at the end of the dynasty, softened.

At such a moment, he felt like he was willing to give everything for his daughter. Also, thinking of his previous child, he felt a subtle, uncontrollable pain in his heart, which spread out delicately and continuously.

On the second day, the emperor left the palace and arrived at the royal villa with Concubine Wen and the princess. Ji Zichang carried a magic weapon of the Red Emperor Dynasty and stayed by the side of the three of them. The Yulin Army around them was quite tight.

All the ministers and officials came to present gifts, and the storerooms were filled with gifts used to congratulate the princess on her birth. The ministers were in harmony, singing and dancing, and there was a hazy feeling of peace and prosperity.

The music, singing and dancing, and the aroma of wine are intoxicating.

When the banquet was about to begin, another marquis suddenly stood up, and after a conversation that was not at all wrong according to any etiquette, he suddenly smiled and raised his glass and said, "The world is now at peace, and the princess is born. It is indeed a sign of good fortune."

"Speaking of which, I also have a grandson, who is just two years old and is as pretty as a baby. Hahaha, I wonder if there is a chance for him to marry the princess of my Red Emperor lineage, haha!"

Ji Zichang was holding a glass of wine, but his movements froze and his eyebrows drooped slightly.

Concubine Wen clenched her hands inside her sleeves.

Another person put the cup in his hand on the table, stood up and said angrily: "How dare you! What nonsense are you talking about? Your grandson is born with such a rude appearance. Your daughter-in-law didn't have any color, but your son's face has copied her completely!"

"You are not worthy of being a princess of the Red Emperor's lineage!"

The old man who spoke earlier was so angry that his hands were shaking: "You, you!"

"Wu Fu, vulgar!!!"

The old man who stood up ignored this guy and just turned around and bowed, saying: "Your Majesty, my grandson is now five years old. He can already read, recite poems, wield a sword and slash. He has mastered the Red Emperor sword technique and is quite good."

Ji Zichang said calmly: "Meng Yunbo, your family also married my Ji family's daughter."

Meng Yunbo laughed: "This is not just a kinship!"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I have already calculated it."

"It happens that we are outside the five generations of mourning, so it cannot be considered an incestuous marriage."

Ji Zichang clenched his fists, with a hint of anger in his eyes, and slowly lowered them to press on the hilt of his sword - 'I had already figured it out', doesn't this mean that when this daughter was just born, these so-called nobles had already set their sights on this child?

In the heyday of the dynasty, marrying a princess was really a thankless task, but now the authority of the Red Emperor's line has fallen into the hands of others, although Ji Zichang has risen up bravely, has gathered the royal family and regained some power.

He is already the most courageous and powerful Red Emperor in the past three hundred years.

However, the accumulation of three hundred years of chaos, the drawbacks and trends accumulated from generation to generation, turned into the tide of the times and could not be changed by one person. There were once powerful officials who laughed wantonly, saying that even if the first Red Emperor came, he could not do anything.

Even if one is a heroic person of the time, he can only leave here and start a new dynasty.

There was a hint of hostility in Ji Zichang's eyes.

The image of the dead child flashed before my eyes.

At this time, the father's identity surpassed the majesty of the king and the so-called trend. He knew that the Chidi family had turned into a huge ship that was bound to be destroyed. He did not want his daughter, who was still by his side, to continue to be a part of this corrupt game.

Ji Zichang held the sword, Concubine Wen pressed the emperor's sleeve, and Meng Yunbo looked at them and laughed:
"Your Majesty, are you going to test my swordsmanship?!"

"This is not how you use a sword. You have to be heroic!" He suddenly took action, grabbed the sword of the guard next to him, and drew it out of the scabbard with a clang. The sword body was solemn and murderous, and then he waved the sword for a while, and then put it down. At this moment, there was suddenly a burst of noisy noise outside.

Ji Zichang was slightly startled, raised his eyes, and Ji Yanzhong said: "This is..."

“Horse hoof sounds?!”

Suddenly, a Yulin Army outside rushed in and said in a panic, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

"Qin Wuhou, no..."

The Yulin soldier knelt on one knee on the ground and said respectfully:

"King Qin is here."

The atmosphere changed instantly, and the sound of war horses exploded like waves in an instant. The royal garden was created during the most prosperous era of the Red Emperor. It was extremely luxurious and covered a huge area, like a small city. Looking at it at this moment, the horses' hooves were galloping like thunder. The murderous aura of the military strategists had already rushed out before they even arrived here.

The sound of the bowstring breaking through the air exploded!

Meng Yunbo's expression changed and he drew his sword.

Stand by your side!

This superior mysterious weapon trembled violently for only a moment, and then broke apart.

The sword spun and fell to the side.

The arrow brushed past the broken sword and pierced into Meng Yunbo's body, then pierced through his protective soft armor, pierced through the physique of the seventh-level master, and came out from his back. The Dharma images gathered together and wanted to roar, piercing through everything at once!
Meng Yunbo flew out and hit the Nine Dragon Wall heavily.

The whole person was nailed there by an arrow!
He was not dead yet, but just howling miserably and bleeding. He no longer had the heroic spirit he had before. Everyone was dead silent. In this situation, it seemed like a coincidence, or it seemed like it was deliberately controlled, a mount rushed out of the smoke.

The ink-black sleeves were rolled up and the hair was tied with a jade hairpin.

The King of Qin held a dark golden bow in his hand.

Behind him there are a hundred riders in the smoke.

Yue Pengwu, Dou Hao, and Shan Xiong were all heroes of their generation. Niu Wei and the others were trembling with fear and were a little nervous - a few days ago, they had passed through the army of Ying State and were already full of heroic spirit, but now they had come directly to the Red Emperor's Palace.

Oh my god.

This Prince Qin, too——

So happy!

When they arrived here earlier, Niu Wei and other grassroots heroes felt a little uneasy, or uncomfortable. They felt that such a place of princes and nobles was not the right place for them. They always felt that there were many awkwardnesses and unhappiness.

Niu Wei scratched his head and said, "It's not like I'm scared, right?"

"That's how we do it..."

He lowered his head and looked at his clothes. Everyone was looking at their clothes, too. Most of them were rags that had been worn for who knows how long, with traces of blood and other things on them. They felt a little embarrassed.
"Well, we go there in this state, and it seems a little embarrassing."

"People in the martial arts world are always on the edge of a knife, going through wind and rain. We don't mind if they look a little shabby, but if we go to such a place, wouldn't it be a disgrace to His Royal Highness the King of Qin?"

"What if people look down on me?"

Li Guanyi just said: "Don't think like that."

"Gentlemen, wear scarlet and purple."

"But it's not as clean as you guys."

"As for looking down upon it."

The King of Qin smiled and said calmly: "You are all behind me. The world is so big that no one dares to look down on you."

At this moment, these one hundred or so cavalrymen came riding on horses, following General Yue, across a distance of thousands of miles, and following the King of Qin, coming from among the thousands of troops. Not to mention anything else, they were full of arrogance, and the only thing in their minds was that they were determined not to lose face to the King of Qin.

Amid Meng Yunbo's howls, hundreds of cavalrymen stopped and dismounted from their horses.

The King of Qin came over with big strides, his sleeves billowing, and said with a loud laugh, "I heard that the princess was born, so I hurried over. It shouldn't be too late!"

Concubine Wen breathed a sigh of relief. Ji Zichang looked at Li Guanyi, who had grown into a young man, for a long time and chuckled, "You came just in time. The wine is still warm."

Li Guanyi came over with a smile, walked up to the high platform with his sleeves fluttering. The heroes and nobles on both sides were pale, not daring to look at the mighty King of Qin. The King of Qin walked to the child, greeted Ji Yanzhong first, and then looked at the child.

Children this young shouldn't be outside.

But Ji Zichang no longer dared to let the child leave his side.

At this moment, Ji Yanzhong's master's aura was flowing to protect the child. Li Guanyi gently stretched out his hand. The child still had his eyes closed, but he was not afraid of strangers and still stretched out his hand.

Her chubby palm opened and grasped Li Guanyi's fingers, but they were so tender and small that she could only barely hold Li Guanyi's fingers in her palm.

At the level of the Ninth Heaven Grandmaster, one can feel the beating of the child's heart from the palm of his hand. The breath of new, fragile life, with its pure vitality and beauty, brings a smile to Li Guanyi's face.

"Good boy."

Li Guanyi said, then reached out his hand into his arms and took out something, which was a small longevity lock. The King of Qin turned his back to the nobles of the Red Emperor's lineage and said, "This is a longevity lock I made myself, and I'll give it to this child."

"I hope this child lives a long life."

Ji Zichang was stunned. When the King of Qin said that he would live a hundred years, he turned his eyes to look at the officials outside. His eyes were as sharp as a knife. When Ji Zichang's son died, the longevity lock was shattered - that was specially asked from the Taoist Palace Master.

Now, the King of Qin personally sent the longevity lock he made. The meaning was hidden in it, but these officials could taste it.

If this longevity lock is broken again.

The King of Qin, who dominates the world, does not mind breaking the [Longevity Lock] of these nobles.

Everyone, be careful.

From the perspective of the King of Qin, the faces of these noble families and princes were stiff and solemn. Where the King of Qin's sword was pointing, not only could they not use the methods of palace struggles in the past, but they also had to be careful about any rash person using them.

Even if the little princess fell or fell, she had to be careful.

King Qin, how domineering!
Power struggle? Strategy? The rules of the court?!

what!
To Qin Jian, all of this seemed like a joke.

Li Guanyi said: "Everyone, today is such a good time, why don't you smile? But are you dissatisfied with my gift?"

All the ministers and officials laughed stiffly.

The King of Qin laughed again and pointed at the group of heroes over there, saying: "These warriors are loyal and trustworthy. They followed me across thousands of troops to come here. I don't have any good wine, so I have no choice but to come here to drink your wine!"

Ji Zichang said with a smile: "Come on, take a good seat! Get some good wine!"

"Invite all the warriors to drink together!"

Niu Wei and the others sat down in a daze. They had never felt so happy before. How could the muddy wine in the martial arts world compare with the fine wine of the Red Emperor of Zhongzhou? What's more, such treatment and equal invitation were more intoxicating than the most mellow wine.

After drinking, the nobleman who was nailed to the wall was pulled down for treatment and his life was saved. Even when he was taken down, he had to ask the opinions of the King of Qin and the Red Emperor.

After everything was settled, Li Guanyi and Ji Zichang went together and talked about each other's experiences during this period. The New Year had also arrived. At this time, Li Guanyi was 19 years old and it was the 15th year of Tianqi.

From the autumn of the eleventh year of Tianqi to the spring of the fifteenth year of Tianqi.

Three and a half years have passed.

Ji Zichang has grown from his early thirties to almost forty, and Li Guanyi has also grown from a young man full of vigor and vitality to a young man now. The two of them drank cup after cup. When Ji Zichang wanted to thank him and say something at the last moment, Li Guanyi still maintained the dignity of the Red Emperor's lineage.

Li Guanyi explained his purpose and said, "As long as I am alive, no one will dare to do anything to that child. The incident with the last child, where the longevity lock was broken, will not happen again."

"You are all smart people."

“I know this longevity lock is not just a longevity lock for children.”

"It is also their longevity lock."

“They naturally know what to do.”

Li Guanyi had a calm expression. After years of traveling across the empire, he finally developed the bearing of a king. However, the child next to him was napping and woke up again. He climbed onto Li Guanyi's knees and grabbed the Qin King's sleeves.

It may be the child's early protection period.

She actually climbed up along the sleeve of King Qin!

Then she leaned on Li Guanyi's shoulder, sat down, grabbed the king's black hair at the temples, and babbled something. By the way, she reached out and grabbed the king's cheek. Li Guanyi didn't care at all.

But if those dignitaries outside saw this, their hearts would probably stop beating.

Li Guanyi carefully protected the child to prevent him from falling, and said vaguely: "Also, I have to go to another place. I heard that after the Red Emperor defeated the White Tiger Sect Overlord, he built a palace on the Overlord's secret treasure site."

"Because the seal of the White Tiger Sect could not be opened, a lock was added on top of this seal, adding another layer of seal."

Ji Zichang said: "I have heard of this matter."

"You intend to ..."

Li Guanyi hugged the little princess and chuckled, "Yes, the world is so big, and there will definitely be wars in the four directions within five years. In the north, there is also the Turkic Khan who is eyeing us covetously."

"He's the kind of person who doesn't hide his ambitions at all."

"Besides, my life span is coming to an end."

Li Guanyi's expression was solemn: "A top general above the Ninth Heaven, even at the half-step legendary realm, and also at the realm of the Lord of the Grassland Turks. With such an identity, such strength and blessing, he is dominating the north and overlooking the Central Plains."

"The great Turkic emperor, whose life is drawing to a close, commands the Iron Buddha, the leader of the world's heavy cavalry."

"Just this description is enough to confirm that a war is not far away."

Ji Zichang murmured: "The great Turkic emperor whose life span is about to end..."

He raised his glass and chuckled, "But if you need anything, I can prepare it for you..." After a pause, Ji Zichang said seriously, "Do you want money?"

Li Guanyi: "You still have some?"

Ji Zichang was so angry that he laughed and said, "You think I am you!"

"There is no overlord in the world as poor as you!"

The King of Qin's heart sank.

When did this guy become so poisonous?
Ji Zichang's eyebrows relaxed, and he pointed at the little princess who used Li Guanyi as a climbing frame and said, "Anyway, this child got a lot of money for his birthday."

Li Guanyi hesitated for a moment and said righteously: "No matter what!"

"Do I still have to pick up a kid's birthday present?!"

Ji Zichang said: "One million and seven hundred thousand taels of silver."

The King of Qin remained calm: "But then again..."

Ji Zichang laughed out loud, his brows raised.

"Good King Qin!!!"

He seemed drunk, and said, "But, it's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, this one million taels of silver, what use is there for you, but these nobles, who have fallen to this point, can still come up with so much silver."

"Oh, I don't know. They think too highly of me."

"It's just that these nobles are too wealthy!"

Ji Zichang tapped the wine glass with chopsticks and said loudly:

"Big rat, big rat, don't eat my millet! I have been with you for three years, but you never cared about me. I will leave you and go to that happy land. Happy land, happy land, where I can find what I want."

"Big rat, big rat, don't eat my wheat! I have pierced your breast for three years, but you still don't want me to do anything. I will leave you and go to the country of Le. Le, Le, you will get my money's worth."

"Big rat, big rat, don't eat my seedlings! I have been feeding you for three years, but you are not willing to work for me. I am leaving you and going to the happy suburbs. Happy suburbs, happy suburbs, who will cry for me forever?"

Ji Zichang recited this ancient Book of Songs several times, and said: "I didn't know why the first generation of masters listed this "Big Rat" as one of the 300 ancient poems. When I was young, I just thought it was unreasonable. How could a poem about a big rat become the finale of "Wei Feng"? "

“Now, I just know.”

Ji Zichang raised his finger, pointed to the sky, and said:

"You all are rats!!!"

"The saint's words are profound and profound, and only now can we understand them..."

Li Guanyi said: "Don't worry, I can send these people to Mr. Wen Qingyu someday."

Ji Zichang had already forgotten the young strategist who had proposed the ruthless plan that day. Only after Li Guanyi reminded him did he recall it, and then he remembered the plan that the strategist had given him -

'All the martial artists in the martial arts world are here. Why not use the most powerful poison in the world, advance with heavy armor and iron soldiers, and sweep all the martial arts world in one fell swoop, and trample the martial arts world.'

'If the power of Jianghu warriors is greatly weakened, the world will be much more stable than before. Jianghu warriors, relying on their martial arts, are breaking the law. The law of the country regards killing as a great evil. In Jianghu, knights are respected and respected by the people.'

'Such a person, who has gained fame in the world, wants to violate the king's laws; if so, the king's laws are not clear, and the dignity of the country is gone. He should be killed in order to rectify the world and the country.'

At that time, I just felt it was cruel and terrifying.

But when Ji Zichang looked at this plan again, he suddenly realized that this plan, which seemed cruel and vicious at the time, was nothing at all now, and at that time, it was almost the best choice -

Kill the chicken to scare the monkey, and execute the people in the world. According to Wen He's strategy, kill one group and gather another group, and initially establish the majesty of the king. At the same time, he truly has a knife in his hand.

Ji Zichang was stunned for a long time, muttering: "Could I have foreseen the current situation three or four years ago? At that time, I felt that the ruthless strategy was actually the best choice. Otherwise, it would be like being boiled in warm water, with only one way to go, death."

"What a talent!"

Ji Zichang drank sadly and said, "But even if I have such great talent, what use is it in facing such a situation and facing those noble officials?"

Li Guanyi thought for a moment and said, "This person has another name."

Ji Zichang said: "What."

Li Guanyi said: "Northwest Yan Daiqing!"

The contemporary Red Emperor took a deep breath and stood in awe: "Yan Daiqing!"

"Disrespectful, disrespectful."

Li Guanyi: “…………”

He had to hope that Yan Daiqing was not there. Otherwise, the angry Jiangnan gentleman might not have raised his civil servant's iron fist to beat Ji Zichang, but he would have suppressed his anger and beaten Mr. Wen He.

Although I do this on weekdays.

Li Guanyi and Ji Zichang were drinking and chatting about the world. After three rounds of drinking, Ji Zichang suddenly asked, "Do you know why they value this child so much?"

Li Guanyi was just taking off the pair of little girls he was particularly close to, and when he heard this he asked, "What?"

Ji Zichang said softly: "Because this is the last descendant of me, the Red Emperor, who is still in the royal family files. He is the only descendant of the Red Emperor, so he is naturally different."

Li Guanyi said: "Indeed."

He took the little girl off.

Holding her clothes, the little girl walked in the air.

Li Guanyi grinned. The King of Qin threatened a little kid who was only one year old even in virtual age, saying, "If you pee, I will beat you."

Little Princess: “Aa ...

Ji Zichang looked at this scene, suddenly chuckled and said:
"Not as good as that."

"How about you be her godfather?"

(End of this chapter)