MTL - Ask Sword-Chapter 640 country subjugated

  In the Turkic King City, Astekro pushed away the beautiful slave who was gasping for breath, sat up topless, and carefully read the proclamation handed over by the slave.

   "There are many crimes, insulting the world, rebelling against the law and reason, and the destiny is to die."

  The minister of power read the scriptures word by word, the scar on his face was slowly squeezed, outlining a ferocious smile.

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   ".The school deceives the common people, sings praises of disasters, teases the gods, and angers the gods."

  In the main hall of the Zhou Kingdom’s palace, where traces of repairs still remained, the emperor listened to the retelling by his courtiers, and involuntarily grasped the armrest of the throne with his palms, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged.

  The ministers of the Manchu Dynasty were ecstatic, as if they had seen thousands of cavalry crossing the barren mountains and natural dangers, marching eastward all the way, approaching the city of Chang'an, fulfilling Zhou's long-cherished wish for three hundred years.

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   "Great-grandfather, great-grandfather!"

  A young man in white shouted, holding a piece of paper, and ran wildly to Cui's mansion in Qinghe County. He tripped over the threshold and almost fell to the ground.

   "How old are you, don't be rough."

  Grandpa Cui, who was drinking tea with his old friends, frowned slightly, took the paper, and when he saw the words on it clearly, his pupils shrank instantly, and the palm of his hand unconsciously squeezed the porcelain cup to pieces.

"What's wrong?"

"What happened?!"

The friends around were concerned and inquired, Mr. Cui remained silent, but just put the proclamation on the table, and pointed it with his fingers, so that everyone could see clearly that "Use the power of the world and all nations to destroy the school palace, put down the crimes, and make the people safe forever." in the Central Plains".

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   By the bank of Chuiyun Lake in the Academy Palace, Su Feng, who was sitting on a bench, was silent for a long time, then tore up the call to action and threw it on the lake.

  He got up and left the bench, stepped across the long bridge, walked into the supervision building, and climbed up the steps to the highest floor.

  The walls of the corridor are hung with portraits of the mountain chiefs of the past dynasties. Either free and easy and detached, or wise and profound, or gentle and generous.

  Su Feng stood still at the end of the corridor, looked up at the portrait of Xuan Xiao standing with the sword on the wall, speechless for a long time.

   After an unknown amount of time, he let out a long sigh, took out the key from his pocket, opened the wooden door of Shanchang's study, and sat down behind the desk.

  There is a thick stack of drawing paper on the desk, and the content on the paper is still that magnificent underground city.

   "Did you expect that?"

   Muttering to himself, submerged in the Haotian bell.

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  “.Announce it to the world, and the salty envoys will hear about it.”

  In the Daming Palace of the State of Yu, Xue Ji, ordered by Zhongshu, finished reading the entire proclamation and put the paper down expressionlessly.

  A needle can be heard in the study, Prince Li Si's face is tense, Shangshu servant Pei Su's eyes are gloomy, the emperor stands by the window with his back to everyone, looking at the pond outside the window.

  It was late at night, and candles flickered in the stone lamps on the edge of the pond, illuminating the surface of the pond.

   A golden carp slowly floated up with jagged rays of light. I don’t know if it’s because of a disease. It looks lifeless and weakly wagging its tail.

   "The Daoist sect bullies people too much,"

  The Hussar General gritted his teeth and said, "We have to respond!"

  The servant Zhong Dongfang Lu glanced at him, and asked, "How do you respond? Also issued a call to capture Taihao Mountain? What do the feudal council think, and what do the people of Yu Kingdom think?"

  Daomen has lasted for thousands of years, and hundreds of millions of people from all over the world have believed in Haotian, including the small country of Fanbang, which is a vassal of Yu State and pays tribute every year.

  These vassal states are not just a tool to satisfy the emperor’s personal ambitions. Through private trade with the vassal states, Yu State can obtain a large amount of timber, stone, spices, medicinal materials, fur, gold, silver, copper, iron and other resources every year.

   Moreover, the geographical location of the vassal state itself also provided Yu State with conditions such as waterways and ports.

  The Guardian Talisman of Mountains and Rivers did not include these vassal states.

  Even if the State of Yu wants to express its position and vow to fight to the death with the Taoist sect, it must first deal with these vassal states to prevent them from suddenly defecting.

  As for the country of Yu, the religious habits of thousands of years are not so easy to eliminate. It also takes time to guide the people and unify their thinking.

   "But you can't do nothing, just do it yourself?"

  The Hussar General yelled angrily, and hit the wall with a fist, causing ripples of restraint.

  The study room was full of noise. These people who stood at the apex of power in Yu State used quarrels to cover up their uneasiness.

  The world is not an exaggeration. With the status and strength of Taoism, it can really mobilize various kingdoms and throw them into war. Open your eyes and look, the whole world is an enemy.

   "Your Majesty,"

  The town army general Yan Yundang, who had been sitting in the corner watching coldly, suddenly stood up, and cupped his hands to Emperor Yu who was standing by the window with his back to everyone: "Please let the old minister take his leave first, and go home to deal with some housework."

  The study room was quiet for a while. Yan Yundang had grown older these years and had been at home all the time. Although his figure was still burly, his gray temples and dry beard could not be concealed.

  Emperor Yu slowly turned around and looked at the humerus minister, and asked, "What family business?"

   "Finally, hold your grandchildren in your arms. Then, go to the front line with your swords and horses."

  Yan Yundang's turbid eyes suddenly became sharp, and his voice was hoarse and rough, "Taihao Mountain is carrying the faith of Haotian to order all nations, and it is bound to destroy Yu Kingdom and destroy the Academy.

  Some people are afraid and want to flee, taking their families away from the flames of war. Others were ecstatic.

  These happy people, or aristocratic families, feel that they can restore their former glory without Li Yu's suppression.

   Or frustrated scholars, who feel that they can take advantage of the troubled times and step on other people's corpses to make further progress.

   Or simply fanatics. Neither stupid nor bad.

  I don’t feel happy, and I don’t want to escape—I’m too old, over the past few years, and almost octogenarian. I can’t escape, and I don’t want to escape this land that raised me, gave me a stage, and gave me fame. "

  Yan Yundang looked sideways to the south, his eyes full of nostalgia, as if he could see the prosperous and prosperous Chang'an City through the obstacles of many palaces, and see the land of Yu Kingdom, which is full of vitality and everything is competing.

   "If one day, the soldiers from Mount Taihao really reach the border, they will have to cross over my body first."

  Yan Yundang turned his head and said with a hoarse smile: "Before that, the doubts that have been in my heart for many years should also be answered-whether the blood of Cardinal Taihaoshan, who claims to be an envoy or prophet, is red."

   After finishing speaking, he arched his hands towards the emperor, turned around and opened the door, and walked into the deep night with a big smile under the suspicious eyes of the servants outside the door.

  Emperor Yu stood where he was, looking at Yan Yundang's receding figure, the corners of his mouth raised subconsciously.

  He looked around at everyone in the study, and said calmly: "Sooner or later, Taihaoshan's condemnation message will spread. If it can't be blocked, then don't block it. Dongfanglu."

   "The minister is here."

   "Let Menxia Province draft a call to action."

   "Dare to ask Your Majesty, what is the title of the call to arms?"

   ""A Call to All Nations""

  Emperor Yu said: "I want to enshrine Zen in Mount Tai, and tell God, Li Yu's ancestors, and Li people. I am not a minister of a subjugated country, and I am not a subjugated king."