Xuanyuan Po loosened his grip.
With a muffled sound, the heavy broken tree fell to the ground, splashing a lot of rainwater.
Hundred Flowers Lane was silent.
The rebel soldiers looked at the burly figure with shock in their eyes.
A hint of a smile appeared in Tianhai Shengxue's eyes, as well as a tinge of sorrow. The students of the Orthodox Academy behind him, on the other hand, had looks of admiration and reverence.
Xuan Yuan Po was very famous, but the main reason was that his deeds were very legendary. In the eyes of many, he was second only to Pope Chen Chang Sheng.
More than ten years ago, he was a genius of the Yao race that Star Taker Academy focused on training. Because his right arm was crippled by Tian Hai Ya Er, he didn't care about the dissuasion and insisted on dropping out of school. He made a living washing dishes in the night market of the capital. But in the end, he was picked up by Chen Chang Sheng and Luo Luo and brought back to the Tradition Academy. He was even ahead of Tang Thirty Six and became the beginning of the revival of the Tradition Academy.
Several years later, during the coup of the Mausoleum of Books, Chen Changsheng and the Orthodox Academy were in a precarious situation. Xuan Yuan Po wanted to return to White Emperor City to ask for help, but in the end, he came back empty-handed. He spent his days working in a tavern in the lower city district of White Emperor City. He was even misunderstood by the people of the world. Who knew how many cold eyes and mockery he had suffered, but he had never thought of defending himself.
At the Grand Ceremony of Returning to Origin, when Madam Mu intended to marry Luoluo off to the Demon Lord, he used the identity of Xuanyuan Po of the Orthodox Academy to ascend the fighting platform. He began to fight from the most remote fighting platform in the lower city districts, and he won one match after another. In the end, he won nine matches in a row, forcing his way to the final battle. Although he was defeated by the Demon Lord, he still shocked the two shores of the Red River and the entire continent.
Ten years passed after that. The old and young of the Orthodox Academy had now become the illustrious Great Generals of the Demi-human race. In terms of pure fighting prowess, he was the strongest. When the Lightning Guiding Art that Chen Changsheng had taught him and the fist style that Bie Yanghong had taught him fused together, even Zhexiu found it impossible to directly block their edge!
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Everyone believed that Xuanyuan Po was outside Xuelao City, leading the Demi-human reinforcements in a desperate battle against the demon army. Who could have imagined that he would appear in the Orthodox Academy? With just a little thought, one could guess that he had probably hidden himself in the Demi-human North-Pacifying Army and sneaked into the capital.
Prince Chen Liu thought of a certain possibility, and his face turned even paler. He wanted to warn the rebel soldiers outside.
A sword light illuminated the autumn rain as it slashed towards Prince Chen Liu.
That sword light was a little strange. It was not the usual snow-white color, and it did not feel sharp. It was not cold either. Instead, it had a hint of summer heat.
Prince Chen Liu's sleeves fluttered as he pulled out his flexible sword and barely managed to block the attack. His body flew backward and smashed into a stone wall before fainting.
Xuanyuan Po's right arm had long since recovered. He held a thick and heavy metal sword in his hand. It was the Mountain Sea Sword.
In the past, Prince Chen Liu had been a frequent visitor of the Orthodox Academy, so he naturally recognized him. He had intentionally asked who he was purely out of anger.
You actually want to destroy the Orthodox Academy!
"Anyone who dares to take a step into the Tradition Academy will be killed without mercy!"
Tianhai Chenwu walked out of the dilapidated restaurant, the front of his clothes stained with blood.
He was originally prepared to save Prince Chen Liu, but when he saw the Mountain Sea Sword in Xuanyuan Po's hand, he changed his mind with great determination. He led the descendants of the Tianhai clan out of the alley.
Just as he was about to exit Hundred Flowers Lane, Tianhai Chenwu couldn't help but turn his head to glance at the gate of the Orthodox Academy.
Under the illumination of the torch and the curtain-like autumn rain, Tianhai Shengxue's figure was somewhat indistinct.
Tianhai Chenwu sighed in his heart.
He had believed that his plans were flawless, that he was vicious and merciless, that he had pushed the two words' thick and black 'to the extreme, that he did not care about the notoriety of being a fence-sitter. Thus, the Tianhai clan would assuredly continue to survive in these perilous times. If they encountered a certain opportunity, the Tianhai clan under his command might even welcome a second period of prosperity.
But in the end, he had still suffered a crushing defeat. On the contrary, that cold and proud son of his had done nothing, only acted according to his heart, yet he had always stood on the side of the victor. Could it be that what his aunt had said to him back then had really been correct? That every scheme and calculation was wrong? But why was this?
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The battle between the North-Pacifying Army and the rebel army began outside the Orthodox Academy. The heaven-shaking sounds of fighting continued for a very long time.
This place was not far from the Imperial Palace, only separated by the Orthodox Academy, or perhaps the Hundred Herb Garden. However, perhaps because the forest outside the palace was too dense or because it was protected by an array, one could not hear too many sounds of fighting from within the Imperial Palace. One could only faintly hear a few shouts.
Tonight, the Imperial Palace was extremely cold and cheerless. If one looked down from the Dew Platform, one would not see a single person.
Only careful observation would reveal that in the pavilions, in the shrubs by the ponds, and in the remote corner rooms were many palace maids and eunuchs.
Those palace maids and eunuchs were pale, their bodies trembling in extreme fear.
But the reason they were hiding here and not escorting the emperor in the main hall was not because they were afraid, but because they had received an order from their superiors.
There were many Night Pearls in the main hall of the Imperial Palace. Although they could not compare to the Dew Platform, nor could they compare to the cave beneath New North Bridge, they were enough to illuminate the hall as if it were daytime.
The veil rustled, and the light emitted by the Night Pearls danced like snowflakes. Alas, no one was in the mood to appreciate them.
The ministers led by Grand Tutor Bai Ying stared at the figure at the door of the hall, their faces brimming with shock and anger.
"To rule the world with benevolence and righteousness, the Imperial Court is also a part of the world. My adopted sons understood my intentions and had those pitiful children hide so that they would not be harmed by tonight's weapons. This can also be considered an act of benevolence and righteousness. If Lady Mother understood this principle, why would she have been buried in the Hundred Herb Garden and not buried with Emperor Xian?"
Eunuch Lin's gaze moved from Grand Tutor Bai Ying to the ministers and guards, ultimately resting on the highest point.
Mo Yu and the Prince of Louyang stood there, protecting a person behind them, a smear of bright yellow faintly visible.
"There might be some problems outside the palace, but that's not important, because this is the most important place in the Great Zhou. And I've lived in this Imperial Palace for far too many years, even longer than all of you combined … It is not too difficult to stop the Imperial Design. I hope that Your Majesty can understand."
Who could have expected that Eunuch Lin, renowned throughout the continent for his loyalty to the sovereign and his noble and unsullied morals, would actually become a spy for the rebel army and help the Prince of Xiang break the Imperial Design!
Grand Tutor Bai Ying trembled as he took two steps forward. Looking at Eunuch Lin, he said, "Old Lin, I have served with you for more than two hundred years and am well aware of your character. Even now, you still remember those lowly eunuchs and palace maids. This means that those reputations are not false. Then why did you commit such a disgraceful act?"
Eunuch Lin replied, "How can a man of character be burdened by his reputation?"
He was a eunuch, but he had always considered himself a man of character. Moreover, no one in the world dared to question him, and even now, it was very difficult for people to doubt him.
Grand Tutor Bai Ying painfully asked, "Could it be that you want to erase your reputation as a loyal minister?"
"Of course I'm a loyal minister, but I'm loyal to Emperor Xian."
Eunuch Lin gazed at that figure at the highest point, separated by the crowd, and said, "Your Majesty, I also deeply respect you, and I even like you more and more. Alas, you are still that woman's son. The more I respect you, the less I respect myself. The more I like you, the less I like myself, so please forgive this old subject's offense today."
These words were rather difficult to understand. Only Mo Yu understood them, and because she was a woman, she let out a laugh of ridicule.
Eunuch Lin paid no attention to her laughter and took a step forward.
The guards were extremely nervous, the metal blades in their hands unsheathing.
The Prince of Louyang's face was pale and his forehead was covered in sweat. He constantly muttered, "What do we do? What do we do? "
But he never lowered his arms, appearing abnormally resolute. Like an old hen protecting its chick, he shielded that person behind him.
Mo Yu was somewhat annoyed by his nagging, but when she saw his appearance out of the corner of her eye, her heart softened. She softly said, "In a little while, when it gets chaotic, take His Majesty and leave."
The Prince of Louyang froze, then turned to her and asked, "This is the place you spoke of that night?"
Mo Yu replied, "You're so stupid! I had you memorize it twenty times and you still haven't memorized it?"
The Prince of Louyang suddenly began to cry, saying, "I've memorized it, but I don't want to leave you behind."
The Imperial Design had been broken, and the Prince of Xiang and Cao Yunping, two experts of the Divine Domain, could appear at any moment. The emperor had to leave through the secret path before this happened.
Mo Yu had to stay behind to block Eunuch Lin and also draw the attention of others, so the final conclusion could naturally be imagined.
Mo Yu and the Prince of Louyang did not speak very loudly. Other than themselves, only that person could hear them.
But at this moment, an evaluation of their conversation suddenly came from outside the hall.
"Sincere and sincere, because it is true, sincere, without the slightest falsehood or pretentiousness. You are truly worthy of being the student personally taught by Imperial Mother. Lady Mo, I truly admire you."
The Prince of Xiang walked into the hall.
With a reminiscent expression, he said, "Back then, when I thought about how you and Liu'er grew up together, I wrote a letter to Imperial Mother to grant you a marriage. Alas, Imperial Mother did not agree."
Cao Yunping was in the back, his hands clasped behind his back as he looked around the hall. From time to time, he would say a few words of praise, just like an unemployed old official from the Ministry of Revenue picking out grains from a sweet potato field.
The Prince of Xiang stopped reminiscing and said, "Eunuch Lin is right. Even if we completely lose outside, what does it matter? It's fine as long as we win here. As long as I can sit on this throne, both Mount Li and the Li Palace will have to respect me, so what do I have to worry about? "
Mo Yu said, "Your Highness, sitting on this throne has never been such a simple matter."
"Have none of you seen how much weight I've gotten in these last ten years?"
The Prince of Xiang's hands rested on his abdomen, pinching the fat protruding from his belt as he bitterly smiled.
His smile gradually faded as he turned to the high ground behind the crowd and said, "As the belt grows wider, there is no regret. Your Majesty … little brother, can you let me sit on this chair?"
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"In … truth … I … have … never … thought … about … sitting … on … this … chair."
A voice rang out in the quiet hall.
That person's first two words were extremely jerky, like an infant that had just learned to speak.
Following that, that person's pronunciation improved. It could not be said to be smooth, but at least it did not seem strange. It was just that it was particularly slow and would occasionally stop.
The reason for this was because that person had not spoken for many years. (To be continued …)
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