Chapter 699 Road of Dry Bones
Xuanying Pavilion, who came to welcome the heir to the Prime Minister's Palace back to the capital, arrived at Zhenxi Fucheng on the seventh day after the war. Along with it came a vast array of flying monsters carrying various relief supplies.
The speed of disaster relief in the Great Yan Dynasty has always been a very Schrödinger thing.
When disaster occurs in some places, the dynasty's heavenly troops and relief materials can arrive at the scene the next day.
But in some places, even if you wait for the disaster to pass, you may not be able to wait for a cent of supplies.
As for the local victims who died?
No one cares at all.
They are just a group of victims in the dispute between the imperial court and the sect.
And theoretically speaking,
Even though the area around Zhenxi Fucheng is an important pass area, it still belongs to the latter.
Because of the ambition of Zhenxi Hou Li Chaoxian.
When he first established the Zhenxi Mansion, he tried his best to get rid of the imperial court's economic restraint step by step. From that moment on, in the eyes of the imperial court, the Zhenxi Mansion had actually transformed from a frontier army that expelled the Tartars. The private soldiers of the Marquis of Zhenxi.
The independence of a military region is something that no unified dynasty can tolerate, but the Great Yan court can tolerate it.
One is because Dayan is big enough to accommodate a warlord guarding the border, and the other is that compared to the sect in that era, Zhenxi Mansion was just a sprinkle of water.
Although the Marquis of Zhenxi controlled the military power, he did not extend his hands to taxation and official affairs. In other words, he tried, but the hands he extended were chopped off by the two men in the court.
Now that I think about it,
Without the support of government and taxation, the finances of Zhenxi Mansion of this size would most likely collapse directly, but this did not happen, so the infiltration by the sect probably started at that time.
Xu Yuan couldn't judge whether the breast brother's father's actions were right or wrong.
Yearning for higher power and realizing greater ambitions are the birthright of the capable.
and,
What his father did should be even more outrageous than that of Zhen Xihou.
It's just that in this chess game, one of them successfully jumped out of the chessboard and became a chess player, while the other failed and became a chess piece in the fingers of others.
Marquis Zhenxi broke into the restricted area of power, but he did not have the ability to reach the other side in that era when monsters were rampant.
The cries of countless giant beasts hovering in the sky caused the soldiers and civilians in the city to raise their eyes. The people who had experienced the war were frightened, but the Zhenxi Army who received the order quickly calmed down these panic.
The flying beasts carrying disaster relief supplies landed, and with them came all kinds of talents dispatched by the Prime Minister's Mansion. They stepped down from the beasts in an orderly manner and began to take over everything in the city.
On the seventh day after Li Junwu's death, the Prime Minister's Mansion began to gradually devour Zhenxi Mansion.
Turning around silently, Xu Yuan silently walked towards Xuan Ying who was parked not far behind him.
This is cruel.
But from a power perspective, it's natural.
The sect has penetrated into the very bones of Zhenxi Mansion, and they must use thunderous means to wipe out everything.
Di'an wanted him to stay in Zhenxi Mansion and continue to take charge of the overall situation.
This is his father paving the way for him.
And behind this order, the old man considered Xu Yuan's emotions as usual. He could do nothing or listen to nothing. He just needed to stay in the Western Desert until the Prime Minister's Mansion swallowed the Zhenxi Marquis. Everything in the government, all these achievements will be counted on his head.
But Xu Yuan still refused the father's order.
In the blueprint he envisioned, the relationship between Zhenxi Mansion and Xiangguo Mansion should be a collaboration between him and her, rather than an annexation using her death as a bargaining chip.
What was happening in front of him was not the future Xu Yuan wanted to see, but he was unable to stop it and had no reason to stop it.
Only in this way will Li Junwu's passing not be in vain.
Only in this way can Zhenxi Mansion become a sharp blade that stabs the sect instead of a shield that protects the sect.
in silence,
On this empty school ground, Xu Yuan walked towards the flying beast that greeted him.
It was a black eagle, but it was more than twice as big as Xu Changge's. The feathers on its surface were like scales, covered with dark lines. Just standing there with eyes closed, it attracted countless birds around. Crying uneasily.
The carved beams and paintings of the attic carried on its back are majestic, and a lifelike black dragon hovers on the surface of the attic.
This is the aerial palace of Prime Minister Dayan.
A palace that only the Prime Minister can use.
Xu Yuan approached slowly, and the majestic 100-foot-long beast slowly lowered its head and crawled under his feet.
Xu Yuan stood still for a moment.
The meaning of this black eagle coming here is self-evident.
When he returned to the imperial capital in this aerial palace, it was the day that Xu Changtian became the young master of the behemoth Xiangguo Mansion!
"Da da da"
As the array of stairs extended down from the attic behind him, a rush of footsteps suddenly came from behind Xu Yuan.
Looking back,
But he saw a middle-aged man wearing a precious brocade robe running towards him. Judging from his attire, he should be the leader of this group of reinforcements from the Prime Minister's Mansion.
After arriving in front of Xu Yuan, the middle-aged man knelt down and kowtowed without any hesitation:
"Third Young Master, I have something to report."
Xu Yuan looked at each other quietly.
Didn't stop the other party from kneeling down,
Nor did he stop the other party from claiming to be his subordinate,
Just said quietly:
"I remember you, Bai Zhao, or Bai Jingtian, after the Wanxiang Sect incident, you have achieved such a status in just two years. You are very good."
Bai Jingtian put his forehead against the ground:
"I am terrified."
Xu Yuan looked at the seeds under his feet that had been sown casually during the battle of Wanxiang Sect, and said calmly:
"I just gave you a chance. It's your ability to seize it."
Bai Jingtian pressed his head closer and replied in a solemn tone: "Everything is given to me by the young master. If it were not for the young master, my life would probably be wasted in that corner of the world."
Xu Yuan was silent for a moment and nodded gently:
"Get up and talk business."
Hearing this, Bai Jingtian stood up slowly, but still lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Xu Yuan's face:
Halfway through, Xu Yuan interrupted the other party, glanced back at the Xuanying Pavilion behind him, and called out in a low voice:
"noob."
As soon as he finished speaking, a head popped out of the attic. Bai Muxi's bright eyes were filled with confusion.
Xu Yuan pointed to the middle-aged man in front of him:
"Come down and listen together. It has something to do with your tribe."
When Bai Muxi heard this, her eyes widened instantly, she jumped down from the window, landed behind Xu Yuan, and called out in a low voice:
"Son."
Xu Yuan smiled at her and looked back:
"You can continue."
Bai Jingtian carefully considered his words and said quickly:
"The relocation work of the underground palace survivors has been completed. With the assistance of President Hua, the 370,000 underground palace survivors, except for the more than a thousand survivors who died due to acclimatization and disease on the way, the rest have all moved into Huizhou New City in batches."
Hearing this, Bai Muxi's beautiful eyes gradually widened, her chest restrained by her underskirt rose and fell, and her clenched fingertips dug into her palms.
Xu Yuan's reaction to this was very calm, and he just whispered:
"It's great to have moved thousands of miles and left only a few thousand remnants."
"The survivors of the Underground Palace are all strong men, without the burden of old or young, and they have formed an army themselves. This result is not something I can do." Bai Jingtian had no intention of stopping his work, and said truthfully: "On the way, there is the Underground Palace. The general surnamed Qin gave an overview of the management and control of the majority of the survivors."
General Qin
Xu Yuan recalled briefly, and the face of a cold and handsome man appeared in front of his eyes.
Qin Yuan.
The man who directly killed Xiaobai's licking dog for the sake of the continuation of the underground palace.
Thinking in his mind, Xu Yuan glanced back at Xiaobai's excited expression and said softly:
"Xiao Bai, it seems that Qin Yuan has fulfilled the promise he made."
Bai Muxi pursed her lips and smiled, then bowed and saluted Xu Yuan: "Young Master is so kind, but Mu Xi has nothing to repay."
Xu Yuan smiled, then looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who was hesitant to speak, and said:
"Just tell me everything else, don't worry."
Bai Jingtian's face showed a hint of embarrassment when he heard this. He considered his words and whispered:
"General Manager Hua of the Tian'an Chamber of Commerce asked me to tell you, Sir, that he has helped you advance the expenses of Huizhou New City and the materials consumed by the relocation of the underground palace survivors, but the interest will be paid in advance."
Flashing past the look of the old man with the white beard, Xu Yuan chuckled helplessly:
"The interest rate is really high. I will visit you personally after I return to Beijing. Is there anything else?"
Bai Jingtian's eyes stared at his toes for a moment, then hesitantly said:
"Also, there is a certain His Highness who seems to know about the survivors of the underground palace. He went to Huizhou New City and lived there for a long time some time ago."
Your Highness the Prince?
The survivors of the underground palace are top secret, but someone in the royal family actually knows about it?
Xu Yuan frowned and thought for a moment:
"Li Yunqing?"
"Yes." Bai Jingtian.
Xu Yuan felt slightly relieved.
Others knowing this information may pose a threat, but Li Yunqing does not.
Whether he kept his identity a secret when they first met, or later faked his death to keep it a secret, it all showed that the prince just wanted to be a good person and go to Japan to become the local emperor.
After pondering for a while, Xu Yuan asked:
"Why hasn't he gone to Japan yet? I remember that when I left Beijing at the beginning of the year, the decision to send troops to Japan had been approved by the Holy Emperor."
Bai Jingtian replied respectfully:
"The army has already set out, but the third prince has temporarily stayed in Dayan in the name of raising military pay and supplies."
"Oh"
Xu Yuan reached out and patted the middle-aged man in front of him on the shoulder:
"Understood. Take care of the affairs of Zhenxi Mansion. I'll wait for you in Di'an."
Bai Jingtian's pupils trembled, and he knelt down again with a pop, his voice trembling:
"Yes, sir."
Xu Yuan glanced at him, patted Xiao Bai on the back, then turned around and stepped onto the formation stairs behind him.
And it is at this moment,
Bai Jingtian's hesitant voice came again:
"Sir, His Highness the Second Prince has led his army to the vicinity of Jiu'an Mountain where the imperial mausoleum is located. He should return to the capital at the same time as you in half a month."
After a pause, Xu Yuan's narrow eyes gradually narrowed, and a whirlwind condensed from his body. He became quieter and his voice was calm and indifferent:
"That's quite a coincidence."
The words fell,
He slowly walked up the stairs and stepped into the attic that belonged to the prime minister. Xuan Ying stood up and raised up the yellow sand to cover the stairs he walked on.
Jiu'an Mountain.
Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have been wiped out.
The flying white snow still covers the entire land, hiding the way to the top of the mountain.
Li Zhaoyuan was walking alone in this roadless snowy mountain forest, exploring the way to the top of the mountain.
Every time he takes a step, the road behind him and the footprints he steps on will be immediately hidden by the wind and snow.
He walked very slowly, very hard, but also walked without any hesitation.
In the snowy sky, it seemed that there was no concept of time.
I don’t know how long it’s been,
Li Zhaoyuan raised his eyes and saw that the top of the mountain was close at hand. He wanted to look back on the climbing path, but found that the path down the mountain had been blocked by flying snow.
There was a moment of silence,
Li Zhaoyuan smiled and continued walking up, stepping on the endless dead bones hidden deep under the snow, and continued walking up.
(End of chapter)