Rong Country, Yinguang City.
The general stationed in the city, Jing Ye, was in an awkward situation recently.
When he 'bravely exposed' the Yang Country plague, the Yang Country was still a firm ally of Qi. His actions were not without the intention of secretly attacking the power of the State of Qi.
However, he did not expect Qi to use this as a reason to send troops out of the Yang Country and turn the vassal country into Qi territory.
Hence, Jing Ye's actions became what some people called 'not looking at the big picture' and 'not caring about the big picture.'
The reason was that after the Yang Country turned into the Qi Country, the Rong Country was connected to Qi and became a side of the bed.
The Yang Country today seemed to be the Rong Country tomorrow.
The overlord of the central region, Jing Country, and even the Mu Country of the north supported the small countries in the east. Just like how the Qi Country supported the small countries in the north and central regions.
However, when Qi really pressured them and sent generals like Chongxuan and Chu Liang to lead the troops, would either Mu or Jing have the confidence to fight a country war with Qi in the east?
The reason why Yang Jiande used all his strength to fight a final battle was because he knew that he could only win more support with a victory.
If they were in the same situation, could the Rong Country really do what Yang Jiande did?
The answer was chilling.
Not mentioning how the Rong Imperial Court secretly strengthened the border cities and commanderies, the border between the Yang Country and Rong Country was calm after the Qi Yang war ended.
The people at the bottom only cared about their three meals a day and did not care much about the world situation.
On the second floor of a certain inn in the city, an ordinary-looking young man leaned against the window and looked at the people on the street in a daze.
"Their lives are still so peaceful. They don't know that danger is approaching and don't know what the future will be like. Maybe ignorance is bliss. "
In the room, Liu Huai, who had his beard glued on, sat by the table. Hearing what was said, he coldly said, "They're all ignorant commoners, lowly commoners! When the Qi Army attacks, they are all obedient and beg for mercy. They are worse than dogs. "
The man looking out the window was naturally Yang Xuance.
Hearing Liu Huai's words, he closed the window. "To the people, what difference does it make if the ruler is surnamed Yang or Jiang? If the monarch's surname is Jiang, perhaps their lives will be more stable. "
Liu Huai looked at him in shock and anger, but thinking that this was the last bloodline of the Yang family, he could only say, "How … how can you say that?"
Yang Xuance came back and sat down at the table. He poured himself a cup of tea. "What's wrong? The Kingdom of Yang has already fallen, why can't eunuch hear the truth? "
"Young Master, be quiet!" Liu Huai said anxiously, "We cannot be careless right now. This old servant's death is nothing to be regretted, but you are the one with the greatest weight! "
"Look." Yang Xuance laughed somewhat self-deprecatingly. "You and I are like stray dogs. We don't even dare to show our true faces or say our real names. We've even covered up our old identities tightly. If you and I are already like this, how can we force those commoners to be loyal to the country? "
Liu Huai was speechless.
"In this world, no one owes anyone anything. As for the two hundred thousand officers and soldiers who died under the butcher's knife, who should they blame? Are you cursing my father? "
"His Majesty has already shed his last drop of blood for the country. How can you …"
Yang Xuance raised a hand to interrupt him. "You'll get what you ask for. That's all."
"Alright, alright." Liu Huai was somewhat disheartened, but after a while, he still took out a round golden stone and an ancient beast hide from his storage box.
"I brought it out of the palace. Which one do you want to learn? "
There were words written in blood on the beast hide. After countless years, the blood was still as red as ever. A single glance at the words was enough to make one tremble from the depths of one's soul. One could sense how terrifying and powerful they were.
This was the Blood Demon Art of Annihilation.
However, Yang Xuance only glanced at it once before turning his attention back to the round golden stone.
He suddenly laughed. "When did I ever get to learn the Art of the Golden Solar Flame?"
The Sun Clan's secret art was only passed down to the crown prince. Back then, Yang Xuanji had only become the undisputed heir to the Sun Court after learning this art.
Those who learned this art would inherit the Sun Clan's ancestral temple.
However, the Sun Clan's ancestral temple had been "spontaneously" destroyed by the commoners of Zhaoheng City before the army arrived. How could they inherit it? Even the priests couldn't find it!
The reason why people didn't believe in this "spontaneously" theory was because at that time, the "Savior of the People" Huang Yixing was running around Hengyang County to persuade them to surrender. Destroying the Sun Clan's ancestral temple would prevent the Qi army from attacking. This was one of his "achievements".
However, the Sun Country was already destroyed. Qi wouldn't say anything about this and was only happy to see it happen.
Liu Huai waited quietly for his decision.
However, Yang Xuance only shook his head and didn't even look at the round golden stone.
"Father is a hundred times more capable than I am. I can't do what he can't do. "
As the Sun Clan's bloodline, learning the Art of the Golden Solar Flame was equivalent to inheriting the responsibility.
He knew that if he were in Yang Xuance's shoes, he would at most be more lenient to the commoners and might be able to win the hearts of the people. However, it was impossible to continue the dynasty under Qi's watch.
Not to mention that the dynasty was already destroyed. To rebuild the ancestral temple, it was easier to hope that the Sun Clan's ancestors would come back from the dead.
What surprised him was that Liu Huai only said, "His Majesty said that he won't ask you to do anything. He only asked me to give this item to you. "
A coiling dragon jade pendant was placed on the table.
He only needed to glance at it to recognize that it was Yang Jiande's personal accessory.
How many times did he hide by his mother's side and secretly look up at that dignified but cold man? Usually, he only saw his side profile and this coiling dragon jade pendant!
Did he notice the sadness and gaze at that time?
Yang Xuance avoided all of this and only looked down at the teacup. However, from the surface of the water, he could see that his eyes had unknowingly turned red.
He closed his eyes and when he opened them again, he was very calm. He reached out and grabbed the jade pendant and the round golden stone that represented the Art of the Golden Solar Flame.
"There's no need to talk about loyalty. Only the Sun Clan owes the people of the Sun Country, not the people of the Sun Country."
"You're free," he said to Liu Huai.
To this day, he was the only person who was still loyal to Yang Jiande. Yang Xuance had never liked this eunuch, but the country was gone, so there was no need to bind him with state affairs.
With that, Yang Xuance got up and walked out.
Liu Huai only asked, "What do you plan to do, Young Master?"
"Although it's impossible to restore the ancestral temple …" Yang Xuance paused and walked out again. "As a son, I have to do something for my father who died in battle."
Yang Xuance left.
He closed the door of the guest room and also closed Liu Huai's last hope.
Even though he himself knew how slim that so-called 'hope' was.
Yang Xuance had suggested that they hide in the border city of the Rong Country outside the Sun Country.
His absurd life in World Tower had taught him a lot about hiding his tracks.
Liu Huai himself had no direction at all.
Yang Jiande's dying order was for him to find Yang Xuance and take him away from the Sun Country, but it didn't say what to do next.
If he had to have a goal, it would be to restore the Yang Clan's ancestral temple to its former glory. He wanted Yang Jiande to find peace in the underworld and have an endless supply of incense.
But in fact, he also knew that what Yang Jiande couldn't do when he was alive, it was even more impossible after his death.
Even Yang Xuance himself, the only person qualified to continue the ancestral temple of the Sun Family, was indifferent to this "grand plan."
What else could he do as an old eunuch who had lost his ruler and his country?
"You're free."
Yang Xuance declared his freedom as the only remaining bloodline of Yang Jiande.
But what was "freedom"?
Wasn't the days when he followed suit and waited carefully "freedom"?
He couldn't remember how many years he had been in the palace.
The only thing he remembered was that the king was only a prince back then. When he entered the palace for an audience, his posture was different from the others. He walked with a majestic gait, as if he was the master of this place.
Later, as expected, he almost indisputably sat on the dragon throne.
The prince who vaguely had Qi's support couldn't even cause a ripple in front of him.
He also remembered that the king saw him in the palace back then and said that he looked familiar, so he casually appointed him as an attendant.
Of course, he remembered that the king told him in the first court meeting after he succeeded the throne that the country was rotten. But even if it was rotten fruit, he would make it take root and grow into a towering tree!
He remembered that when the Crown Prince was born, it was the first time he saw the king cry.
The king cried and said, "When I'm a hundred years old, I will not let my son be like this!"
But …
He remembered how the king was in high spirits and how depressed he was day by day.
He witnessed all of it, felt all of it, and also thought about all of it.
Now, the king was gone, the Crown Prince was dead, and the little prince was gone.
In the empty guest room, only the animal skin scroll on the table was still flowing with blood.
Liu Huai pursed his lips and couldn't even let out a sigh in the end.
What frightened him was that he found that his eyes couldn't help but look at the animal skin scroll. And that animal skin scroll had been quietly unrolled at some point.
The Emotionless Blood Demon Art …
What frightened Liu Huai wasn't how inhumane this demonic art was, how terrifying it was, and how everyone hated it. It was that he found that he couldn't resist the desire to learn this demonic art.
He had no family or friends, so he wasn't afraid of the Emotionless Blood Demon Art. But if there was anything holding him back … That was because of Yang Jiande's last words, he wanted to protect Yang Xuance.
He had seen how Yang Jiande killed the members of the imperial family and slaughtered his own children.
Even a genius like Yang Jiande couldn't help but end up like this. If he cultivated this demonic art, he would probably have to kill Yang Xuance one day to cut off the only thing holding him back.
This thought only flashed through his mind for a moment, but it made him uneasy.
That was the king's only remaining bloodline. How could he?
Liu Huai's hands formed claws and instilled his Dao essence, immediately tearing the animal skin scroll into many pieces.
But he still couldn't be at ease. He took out a ball of hot flames and burned the animal skin scroll that recorded the demonic art to ashes.
But …
He was shocked to find that the blood words on the animal skin scroll flowed through his mind so clearly. He remembered every word of the Emotionless Blood Demon Art clearly!
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