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Breaking through the capital of a dynasty, this is her own excitement. Now that Zhao Pu is an emperor, she is embarrassed to continue.
"ah! Saint’s Hall says so? "
Princess Luo Cha pointed to the wall and said, "This new emperor is my friend."
"ah! ! ！”
Princess Luo Cha immediately shocked the people around her when she said this. This is even more strange than the story. The anti-thief leader friend became the emperor. What magical plot is this?
But soon, these people are beaming, and no one knows better than them that Kyoto is difficult to fight. These days, the attacks have disheartened them. The tall walls and well-trained troops have made them see the gap clearly, and less and less food and grass have gradually become a menace.
They had expected that if they attacked the city in two days, they would retreat, which means they failed. Everyone knows that these hungry people are relying on that strength now. Once they retreat, it also means giving their lives to greedy officials and soldiers.
But now they seem to have a new choice. The saint and the emperor are friends, which means that there is reconciliation in their family. It is possible to hear that the new emperor needs new supporters himself, and these people should be treated well.
"Saint, why don’t you talk to the emperor?" Someone crustily skin of head suggested.
"alas! It seems that it’s a pity to be like this. Such a good opportunity, "said Princess Luo Cha with a sigh.
A few people beside me almost jumped with fear. They didn’t understand what was good. It’s a pity that they would all die here if they went like this again.
"It’s really boring. You turned out to be the new emperor. Send someone to talk about it. I’m too lazy to care." Princess Luo Cha’s voice reached Zhao Pu’s ear, giving her a new understanding of the princess’s sex.
So an epic war came to a strange end, which shocked a lot of people’s eyes and made many officials angry. They were all targeted by Zhao Pu, hoping that the hungry people could enter the city and kill the emperor, so that they could get their freedom and maybe get their hands on that high throne.
However, all illusions were annihilated. With the surrender of the Sheng Sect, Zhao Pu was powerful before its prestige, and talents emerged from many hungry people. Zhao Pu’s support jumped into new noble and instantly became a court force that was ignored by the law and strongly supported Zhao Pu.
Now and then, everyone knows that Zhao Pu has completely mastered this day, and no one can threaten his throne.
The imperial garden of Daqin Palace is absolutely fantastic, and the rockery pavilion lake is well located, which seems to follow special laws and make people feel very comfortable at first sight.
A lot of exotic flowers and plants grow, and many of them are hard to buy outside, which is the wealth gradually accumulated by many generations of Emperor Daqin.
In the center of the imperial garden is a huge artificial lake. The blue of the lake is like a clean gem inlaid with dazzling earth.
In the middle of the lake is a small pavilion, but it seems to make the finishing point. It gives the whole lake a vitality. At first glance, it is carefully arranged by Feng Shui masters.
At this moment, Aquilaria Zhao Pu and Princess Luo Cha are sitting in the pavilion with exquisite meals on the table.
Zhao Pu raised his glass and said, "If you didn’t help me, Zhao Pu, a commoner, would you have a chance to sit in the sky? I also know that you are fairies and fairies, so let me thank you for this wine!"
After saying this, Zhao Pu gulped down the drinks in his hand and exhaled a mouthful of polluted air, which was quite a bit windy and cloud flying felt.
"Ha-ha, that’s why you have such a fortune in your life. I once heard Mr. Wang say that when the time comes, heaven and earth will work together to transport heroes. If you are not free, you should beware of transporting them after catching a good opportunity!"
"It’s a pity that what Mr. Wang said is really well-intentioned. I am blessed to see Mr. Wang and listen to the lecture." Zhao Pu said with a sigh.
"By the way, did you get what Mr. Lu asked you to take?" Princess Luo Cha suddenly asked.
"No, it’s still hidden in the emperor’s mausoleum." Aquilaria gently shook his head and said.
"I heard the refined gas men say that this Chui Fu was not a simple person. He was trusted by his ancestors in those days, and later he gave him the elixir. Unfortunately, this man was ill-intentioned and finally betrayed his ancestors. Now he doesn’t know what means to sneak into the mausoleum. I’m really afraid that he will get the ancestral legacy and Aquilaria sinensis will not get what you want." Zhao Pu said with some worries.
The chui fook mind deep layout far-reaching terminating is listening to some of his past let Zhao Pu have a creepy feeling at the bottom of my heart to be very mindful.
Chapter six hundred and forty-nine Timing
"Don’t worry," Aquilaria said with an inscrutable smile.
Seeing that he looked up at the sky, the huge shadow belonging to the emperor’s mausoleum hung Kyoto agarwood, and his eyes seemed to cross the layers of obstacles and saw the bronze coffin hidden deep in the mausoleum.
My mind suddenly remembered Lu Yu’s dialogue.
"Sir, when should I enter the mausoleum?"
"You will know when the time comes." This is Lu Yu’s answer, which is also agarwood’s doubt. He doesn’t know when it is time to wait quietly.
At this time, Xu Fu has walked slowly towards the bronze coffin with stone steps, and the pace is very slow. It seems that every step is bearing long memories.
Lying quietly in the first coffin is the one who once swept the universe by the emperor, and the emperor also admired the most in his heart.
However, such a powerful emperor will fail and die, which is why Xu Fu will betray. The strength of the gods and immortals has already impressed him deeply, and he has let him know that no matter how hard he works, he can cross that terrible ditch.
With complicated feelings, Chui Fu gradually came to the bronze coffin and saw that the coffin cover was painted with pictures of people worshiping, and there were twelve high-ranking people surrounded by Jing Zhirui, who seemed to guard the emperor’s coffin.
Looking at these twelve golden statues, Xu Fu can’t help sighing. This is the most proud of those who used to refine gas. Even powerful gods have to stay out of the way.
However, the romantic atmosphere is always blown away by the rain and the wind. The once terrible weapon of war can now stand here silently except for decoration.
The gods have completely destroyed them, and now all that is left is a shell. The ancestral wizard’s blood has long been taken away, and the mantras carefully carved by the gas refiners have also been swept away.
"Hey, what will you lose? How can you lose!" Chui fook with a heavy sigh said
You know, once the emperor was the most perfect in Xu Fu’s heart, and he seemed to win and fail forever, so it was impossible to talk to him.
When the gods defeated the powerful emperor, Xu Fuxin’s faith collapsed, and he chose to escape and cross an island far away from Middle Earth to start a new life.
Now that 1000 years have passed, Xu Fumou has been planning for a long time, and finally he will see the once-emperor once believed in Gujingbo again. A huge wave rose in his heart and kept beating his heart.
With a loud noise, the coffin was pushed by Xu Fu, and there was also a map depicting the extreme Kyushu lying quietly.
Chui fook opened his eyes wide. He found it hard to believe that the emperor’s body was not hidden. There is a map of Kyushu in this coffin. How is that possible?
According to his guess, the emperor must have left a cause to fight against the gods, so he deliberately hoped to get this powerful yogi left behind in this world.
However, everything was beyond his expectation. This simple map seems to have witnessed his glory and ending.
"How is that possible!" Chui fook shouted
Rushing forward to pick up the map, it feels like a simple map in any case, and there is nothing magical about it.
Angry Xu Fu tore at the map. This huge map was instantly torn to pieces, and pieces fell like snowflakes, but it still didn’t change. This is an ordinary map.