Martial Arts: I am in the Ming Cult and I am building a dynasty

The gun is important, the man is important, the momentum is important, and it reveals a sense of resentment.

Chen Zhibao only took a glance and saw clearly that Luo Yi was quite dissatisfied with his unauthorized entry into Youzhou and even the killing spree in Jingzhou City.

However, Chen Zhibao did not take Luo Yi's dissatisfaction to heart.

Wait until Luo Yi finished performing a set of extremely murderous spear techniques.

Chen Zhibao clapped his hands nonchalantly and said, "His Royal Highness Prince Yan is indeed still strong despite his age, and his spear skills are as good as a god. No wonder he has won the favor of three generations of emperors of the Great Sui Dynasty and has been in charge of Youzhou for nearly a hundred years. He is truly the white jade pillar that supports the sky and the purple gold bridge that spans the sea of ​​the Great Sui Dynasty!"

Chen Zhibao's words were soft, but his tone was full of sarcasm and ridicule.

Hear what Chen Zhibao said.

Luo Yi was first furious, with a terrifying aura emanating from his body, and then his heart suddenly skipped a beat. By the time he reacted, his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

There was no fucking compliment in what Chen Zhibao said.

I mean, you, Luo Yi, want to occupy the land, become a king, divide the territory, and become a vassal.

If it were the days of peace in the past.

If Chen Zhibao dared to mock Luo Yi like this, Luo Yi would mobilize 400,000 troops on the spot to completely kill Chen Zhibao in Youzhou.

Even if this matter was brought to the court, Luo Yi would not be afraid.

Because the Sui court was powerful at that time, it naturally allowed Luo Yi, who was guarding the north, to be powerful, domineering and arrogant.

But now, the world is in chaos, princes are rebelling against kings, and smoke of war is everywhere.

Before, Yang Zhao had tried to recruit Luo Yi implicitly and openly, but Luo Yi never responded positively.

The so-called positive response is not the kind of surrender in the letter and attitude.

Instead, he seriously raised a clear banner in the midst of the world's war and surrendered to King Zhao.

Including this time.

Yang Lin, Ding Yanping and Jiang Song came to Youzhou, seemingly to persuade, but in fact, it was also a form of imprisonment and guarding.

At most, the means were more obscure and only saved face for Luo Yi.

Luo Yi had been guarding Youzhou for a hundred years and had become accustomed to being a local emperor. He also had many worries because of the chaotic times. Even if he knew that his heart was with the Sui Dynasty, what did it matter?

In open actions, in the eyes of people all over the world.

The fact that he was indifferent to the chaos in the world and King Zhao's will clearly showed that he wanted to become a lord of his own.

A hundred words are worth more than one action.

If it weren't for Chen Zhibao's almost threatening compliment this time, I'm afraid I wouldn't have thought of this.

For no apparent reason, Luo Yi felt a great fear rising in his heart.

Then, Luo Yi didn't bother to talk to Chen Zhibao, and turned his head to look at Yang Lin and Ding Yanping at the edge of the martial arts field.

Yang Lin and Ding Yanping were seen wearing armor, holding weapons, and ready for battle.

Facing Luo Yi's gaze, both of them showed bitter smiles and puzzled expressions.

Gulu!

Before this, Luo Yi thought that Yang Lin and Ding Yanping were so serious in order to boost their own morale and give Chen Zhibao a warning.

Now it seems that there may be a deeper meaning.

If he failed to reach an agreement with Chen Zhibao, he didn't know who would be the victim of the attacks of his two sworn brothers.

Float, float, float.

If I were to be a local emperor in Youzhou, I would be a fool.

As the King of Yan, he has the responsibility to suppress the northern border.

Whether it was the Youzhou aristocratic families and powerful people, or the northern Turks and Liaodong Goguryeo, these people themselves were the targets of their own suppression.

But for various reasons, he actually compromised with these people and almost delayed King Zhao's important event.

He was even dissatisfied with Chen Zhibao's massacre.

Damn, when did I become like this?

Aren't I simply speaking up for those aristocratic families and people from Goguryeo who collaborated with the enemy?

Luo Yi reacted and broke out in a cold sweat.

But soon, Luo Yi took out a bramble from somewhere, restrained all his momentum, and walked step by step to Chen Zhibao.

"I cannot bear the title of General Chen, the King of Yan. I, an old minister, feel ashamed of the trust of Emperor Wen, King Zhao, and the court. I was deceived by the noble families of Youzhou, became timid, and missed the opportunity to fight."

"Therefore, I, your old minister, earnestly request that King Zhao send General Chen to carry the King's military staff."

"I feel guilty and unworthy of the title of King of Yan. Please strip me of my title as a punishment."

As people get older, they become more cunning; as ghosts get older, they become more spiritual.

Luo Yi had been in Youzhou for a hundred years, and his mind had become much more rigid. But once he came to his senses, he was still full of experience from his time in the court.

It changed from a show of force to an apology.

I have to say that Luo Yi's move was really very fancy.

Seeing this scene, Yang Lin and Ding Yanping, who were on high alert at the edge of the martial arts arena, finally breathed a sigh of relief and put down their weapons.

In contrast.

Chen Zhibao sighed with a hint of regret, and said, "General Luo is really very responsive. What a pity. I thought it would be a great achievement to kill a prince."

Luo Yi: “…”

Chen Zhibao waved his hand, crushed the bramble, and said, "General Luo, it's good enough if you can understand it yourself. You don't need to do this. His Highness has already ordered that as long as General Luo can wake up, you will be spared the death penalty."

"This time, I will only strip you of your title of king, and I will hand over the Zhenbei Army Tiger Talisman to your son Jiang Song someday."

Chapter 760: Luo Yi joins the army and is willing to be a soldier

The punishment that Yang Zhao imposed on Luo Yi through Chen Zhibao was actually not particularly severe.

He was stripped of his royal title and his military power was handed over to his eldest son.

This so-called punishment, even if Luo Yi did not commit any fault, would absolutely be accepted willingly as long as Yang Zhao issued an imperial decree, given Luo Yi's loyalty to the Sui court.

After all, Yang Zhao today is just the title King Zhao.

If Luo Yi continues to carry the title of King of Yan, who will sit on the throne when he enters the court in Chang'an?

As for the military power, it was given to Jiang Song.

As the throne was passed down from father to son, and the eldest son in particular, the most Luo Yi could enjoy was early retirement benefits.

After settling the matter with Luo Yi.

Chen Zhibao did not stay in the Prince of Yan's Mansion for long. He left quickly, bringing the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry and gathering his men to charge towards the southern city of Jingzhou.

Three surrounded but one missing.

Chen Zhibao led the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry, not without the intention of wiping out all those Jingzhou aristocratic families.

But these noble families have buried too many hidden bases, backup plans, treasures, wealth and so on in the land of Youzhou.

Chen Zhibao deliberately left a glimmer of hope for those Jingzhou families.

After escaping from Jingzhou City, the remnants of the Jingzhou families whose families were destroyed and whose loved ones were killed will certainly put into use the backup plans that their families had prepared.

And then wipe it out in one fell swoop, this is the real way to cut the weeds and eliminate the future troubles.

No one knew about Chen Zhibao's cruel and sinister plan.

In the Prince of Yan's mansion after Chen Zhibao left.

After his thoughts came to light, Luo Yi came to his two sworn brothers, Yang Lin and Ding Yanping, with a slightly complicated and ashamed expression.

"Big Brother, Second Brother, why didn't you wake me up earlier?"

"Third brother, are you sure we don't have it?"

Yang Lin and Ding Yanping looked at Luo Yi with melancholy eyes.

Luo Yizheng was stunned for a moment, and then the last bit of resentment in his heart towards his two sworn brothers completely disappeared.

Should have thought of it earlier, should have thought of it earlier.

When Yang Lin and Ding Yanping came to Prince Yan's mansion in the past, they were also wearing armor and holding weapons like today. That in itself was a wake-up call.

I am just trapped in the honor of the so-called patron saint of Youzhou and cannot extricate myself.

These Youzhou families did not use any secret techniques against Luo Yi.

Instead, they adopted a strategy that was almost like an overt conspiracy, that of praising someone to death.

Luo Yi once remembered that when he was canonized by Emperor Wen and first came to Youzhou to garrison, he was very wary and indifferent to the Turks on the grassland, Goguryeo in Liaodong, and the aristocratic families in Youzhou.

At that time, the Sui Dynasty was at its peak, and the Youzhou families were very obedient.

However, in the nearly one hundred years of flattery, those Youzhou noble families praised me so highly that I almost forgot my original intention.

He is the garrison commander of the Sui Dynasty in Youzhou.

He was first a general of the Sui Dynasty, and then the defender of Youzhou.

After being praised too highly, I have unknowingly mixed up two concepts.

After thinking everything through.

Luo Yi smiled bitterly, looked at Yang Lin and Ding Yanping, and said, "Brother, brother, it was I who was wrong. But I still want to ask, if I made the wrong choice in the martial arts arena..."

Luo Yi didn't finish his words, but his meaning was very clear.

Although I don't mind, I will still feel uncomfortable deep down if I don't figure it out.

Yang Lin glared at Luo Yi and snorted coldly, showing that he was very angry.

Luo Yi was a little confused.

Ding Yanping was helpless and said, "Third brother, you didn't think that my elder brother and I were going to beat you to death in the martial arts arena, did we?"

Luo Yi: “…”

Ding Yanping shook his head and said, "Third brother, third brother, in the past hundred years, it seems that you have really been brainwashed by the Youzhou family. His Royal Highness Prince Zhao is a man of both civil and military talents, both talented and virtuous, and is no less powerful than the former Emperor Wen."

"Your eldest son, Jiang Song, is a rising star in the Great Sui Dynasty. He was even personally selected by His Royal Highness Prince Zhao as a Tianjiao military commander and was trained with all the strength of the court. How could he have killed your biological father?"

"From the beginning, the mission that my elder brother and I received was that if you resisted, we would seal your cultivation and bring you to Chang'an to calm you down. Moreover, if it was a mission to kill you, do you think my elder brother and I would agree?"

Snapped!

Luo Yi listened to Ding Yanping's words and slapped himself hard.

What does it mean to judge a noble man by one's own mean character?

After a hundred years in Youzhou, Luo Yi looked back at the past and felt extremely terrified. He found that he could no longer see clearly what he was like originally.

No wonder I have wasted decades but still cannot reach the realm of Martial Saint.

It is your own hands that have polluted your own heart.

"Big brother, second brother..."

Luo Yi looked back suddenly, and felt a wave of sadness coming over him. The burly man's eyes turned red on the spot.

Ding Yanping sighed.

Yang Lin finally spoke up, "Why are you acting like a little girl? Take up your sword, go serve as a soldier under General Chen, and kill those scoundrels in Youzhou."

"If you don't die, wait until the matter in Youzhou is settled, and return to Chang'an with me, I will ask my nephew to grant you the aura of national luck and a lifespan. It's great that you can just give up your cultivation and start over again."

"My Yang family has many secret techniques and magical skills. There will definitely be a time for you to become a martial saint."

Yang Lin had a cold face, but he was very kind to his own people.

After putting aside all the misunderstandings and grudges, the three brothers were a little emotional and got drunk all night.

On the second day, Luo Yi changed his appearance and joined the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry.

This went on for more than a month in Taiyuan City, Bingzhou.

Yang Zhao looked at the latest battle report delivered by Chen Zhibao, and his expression finally revealed a gentle smile, and the heavy stone in his heart was also lifted a little.