It was another stormy night, and another group of people who were not returning.

Dayun went to Beijing.

When Emperor Shin's journey to the tomb failed, Wang Zhixin led a group of Imperial City Commanders back. He was so proud when he went there, but when he came back, he was so embarrassed. If he hadn't brought back the peach and plum stick, one of the magical objects in the world, he would have gained some gains, I'm afraid the memorials impeached Wang Zhixin would have been flying all over the sky.

since then.

Wang Zhixin has been resting in the headquarters of the Imperial City Office in Shangjing, and the emperor has never summoned him, as if he was giving a signal to the outside world.

But even so.

Wang Zhixin seemed extremely leisurely. Even though some of his close friends were worried about him, he himself had no intention of panic. After he had finished recuperating, he even took advantage of the inattention of the people around him, changed into clothes and sneaked out of the headquarters of the Imperial City Department.

"I haven't walked out alone for a long time."

“The heavy snow in Shangjing.”

"It's such a beautiful scene."

If it were twenty years ago, Wang Zhixin would not have said such words even though he died, but twenty years later, everything would have been different from the beginning.

Walking in the capital, Wang Zhixin took one step at a time, walked through the streets and alleys, and walked through the crowds of people. He seemed to be looking for something, but when the sun set, he still couldn't find what he was looking for. However, after understanding this, Wang Zhixin's face showed a smile.

"Sure enough, not."

"good!"

What Wang Zhixin is looking for is actually very simple, he is looking for the poor.

Because there is no food and coat, there is no ability to survive when the snowy days arrive, so you can only lie on the street and wait for the death of the poor and refugees.

Twenty years ago, even in the most prosperous capital of Dayun, such an existence could be easily found.

But twenty years later.

If there are no poor people in the world, it must be nonsense, but at least in Shangjing, at the feet of the emperor, no one will die due to snow.

Everyone has food, clothes and space to live in

"Very good."

“It’s so great.”

Wang Zhixin took a deep breath, relaxed, wandered around the capital aimlessly, and even bought a candied haw with fun.

Perhaps today is still far from my original dream.

But I and the Lord are indeed moving towards that dream step by step.

One day.

The prosperity of Shangjing City will not only be limited to Shangjing City, but will expand to the whole world. Everyone has food to eat, everyone has clothes to wear, and everyone has a house to live in. At that time, all the world will be home to the land of the country, and the court is destined to be the destiny and no one can stop it.

only

Thinking of this, Wang Zhixin's heart unnaturally drifted a little shadow, which was left by him in the line of the tomb of the First Emperor not long ago.

The master of the sword in Jianghu Xiao Rumo.

"The Literature Academy can teach, why can't the Martial Arts Academy learn martial arts?"

“That’s it.”

"But it's not easy."

Wang Zhixin was born in the court, and Xiao Rumo was not the kind of person who was extremely intelligent. What he could think of was Wang Zhixin, could the civil and military officials in the court have not imagined?

But why hasn't the court done it yet?

The answer is actually the same as why the court had to ban the special weapons such as the Breaking Arrows in the world. It's not that it can't work, but once it's done that

The foundation of the court is unstable.

If you want to open a martial arts academy to teach martial arts, you must first achieve a prerequisite, that is, the court's own strength is enough to surpass those who have learned martial arts, but how easy is this? If the six major sects in the martial arts world are not eliminated, the court will never be able to suppress the people in the martial arts world in the field of warriors.

Unless the army is used.

But the army is used to defend the country. Dayun is not without foreign enemies. He would rather ignore the current situation of foreign enemies than to mobilize a large number of troops to suppress the country?

No one would do such a thing.

So things are easier said than done.

and

"He seemed to have discovered Xiao Rumo."

"The tomb of the First Emperor itself is actually aimed at him."

Since Chen Changzhuan, Xiaoyao Sect, came to the court with the news of the tomb of the First Emperor, this game has been arranged. The killing of the masters of the six major sects is just by the way, the world's number one sword cultivator, the openly enlightened master, and the master of Jianghu Sword, Xiao Rumo, is the one who must kill this game.

And this is still a game in the game.

Don’t the court know the news that Chen Changzhuan was eroded by the blood demon?

The court knew.

Chen Changzhuan's secret was exposed when the emperor first met him. Wang Zhixin actually knew the existence of the blood demon.

There are three levels of the plot to the First Emperor's Mausoleum from beginning to end. The first level is to strangle the masters of the six major sects, the second level is to kill the sword master of Jianghu Xiao Rumo, and the third level is to suppress the blood demons in the imperial tomb. Among them, Xiao Rumo claims to be chivalrous and is the best choice to suppress the blood demons.

And to the end.

"Everything is as planned by the emperor. Xiao Rumo died, the swords in the Jianghu Lake are buried forever, Xiaoyao Sect's arms are gone, it is no longer a threat, and the blood demons are suppressed, and the people are exempted from a catastrophe. It can be said that they kill two birds with one stone, but the court itself has almost never paid any price."

This is really a good calculation.

only

"In the end, Xiao Rumo must have seen through it, but even though he saw through the truth, he still chose to sacrifice himself forever to keep the blood demon."

"good."

"Because I knew a long time ago that the sword master of Jianghu Xiao Rumo was indeed a knight. In fact, as long as he entered the imperial tomb, everything was destined."

“!!!”

Turning back suddenly, Wang Zhixin looked behind him in shock, and there, a young man wearing a coat and dressed in an indistinguishable manner from twenty years ago was smiling and looking at him.

"Emperor"

Before he could speak, the young man raised his eyebrows: "Hmm?"

Seeing this, Wang Zhixin grinned immediately, and then changed his words: "My benefactor."

“It’s almost the same.”

Seeing this, the young man nodded: "What? It's snowing heavily. I don't take a good rest at home, but instead run outside. It seems that you are very idle."

"How could I just take a break from my busy schedule?"

"snort."

The young man strode to Wang Zhixin and said with a smile: "Looking at what you were like just now, I seem to be confused, so I will tell you to me."

"My benefactor is joking." Wang Zhixin smiled bitterly: "It's just some distractions."

"So what about distracting thoughts? Tell me."

"My benefactor atones for his sins, Zhixin just thinks that a knight like Xiao Rumo can actually win over, so why should he plan to get rid of it?"

"That's it?"

"That's it."

After hearing this, the young man looked at Wang Zhixin for a moment, he shook his head and patted his shoulder: "You, you, I know what you mean. You should think that the people of the Jianghu are also a usable force. If they can be divided and won over and brought them under their command, it will be a good thing."

“Right?”

"Yes, it turns out that nothing can be hidden from my benefactor."

Wang Zhixin was silent for a little, and then said: "Most people in the martial arts world advocate force. With the cultivation of benefactor, as long as they operate properly, they will not hurt one soldier or one soldier to pacify the world within ten years. But why don't you do this? You have to use this method. Zhixin just thinks that it's meaningless."

"You don't understand."

The young man did not answer Wang Zhixin's questions, but just shook his head.

"Put down the rivers and lakes?"

"With pure force, letting the world obey, is that going to pacify the world? No, that's only temporary, just like the Dayun Dynasty, as time goes by, when I grow old and when I get buried, the sect will rekindle, and the world will still fall into disputes again."

"What's the use of this?"

"The so-called world is nothing more than the connection between people. In the court, all officials are intrigue, but aren't it also a world of world?"

"So what I want is not to pacify the world."

"no?"

Wang Zhixin was rarely confused: "Who do you want, benefactor?"

"What do you want?"

When the young man heard this, he was slightly stunned. After thinking about it for a while, he smiled loudly: "I don't know either."
To be continued...