Poor Taoist Qiu Chuji

Chapter 237 Bloody Palace Change

The eunuch who delivered the message stopped Wanyan Kang near Longzhou.

The wind is cold and biting on the banks of the Songwa River.

There are dense vegetation and many pine trees on both sides of the river. The male pine trees have pine flowers, which often rush into the river after heavy rain. At that time, many pine flowers float on the river, which is particularly beautiful.

So... it is still called Songwa River now, and it was not renamed "Songhua River" until the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty.

Now is the time when the mountains are covered with snow and the rivers are frozen, so the sight of pine flowers floating all over the river is naturally not to be seen.

The eunuch Li Ruoyuan lowered his head and looked at Wanyan Kang respectfully. Even when the imperial edict in his arms was snatched away by Wanyan Kang without courtesy, he still did not show any resistance or anger.

The emperor and the shaman in the palace had a very clear attitude: first stabilize Wanyan Kang and use him to deal with the Mongols, and then decide how to deal with him after repelling the Mongols.

Since this is the case, it is acceptable for Wanyan Kang to have a more arrogant attitude now.

"Oh! Let me go to the palace alone to receive the reward?"

"But there are already three hundred swordsmen and axemen prepared in the corridor?" Wanyan Kang threw the imperial edict aside without paying any attention.

When a person gradually sees through the essence of power, those things that are endowed and mythologized by power will no longer form shackles on thinking.

"You are joking, young prince! If you are worried, His Majesty said that you can also bring hundreds of your accompanying generals into the palace to receive rewards." Li Ruoyuan said.

Wanyan Kang laughed heartily; his laughter echoed over the frozen river surface and even shook off some of the rime on the distant branches.

"Old Emperor, isn't he afraid that I will lead the crowd to chop him off in the palace?" Wanyan Kang's gaze fell straight on Li Ruoyuan. This eunuch, who had served in the palace for half his life, felt his heart beating fast and his knees softened, and he knelt down immediately.

"The young prince is loyal to his country and would never do this..."

That’s all Li Ruoyuan could say.

Wanyan Kang looked at the frozen river surface, then walked up step by step.

"You said... can I just walk to the other side like this?" Wanyan Kang asked Li Ruoyuan.

Li Ruoyuan replied: "The ice layer this month seems to be quite thick, but it's hard to say. It's better not to take risks, young prince. The river water is very cold this month. If you catch a cold, your life will be in danger."

Wanyan Kang ignored him and just walked forward step by step, stepping on the snow and ice, speeding up and increasing the speed, so that some cracks in the ice appeared under his feet, which seemed particularly dangerous.

At every moment, Li Ruoyuan was expecting Wanyan Kang to really fall into the ice hole.

But he crossed the Songwa River smoothly and reached the other side.

Standing on the other side of the river, Wanyan Kang shouted: "Three hundred elite cavalrymen, come out... follow me, and enter the palace first to see what's going on!"

Three hundred elite cavalrymen wearing black armor immediately mounted their horses and stepped onto the glacier, without any fear that this would cause the ice surface to shake violently, resulting in a large amount of breakage and collapse, and be washed into the river.

It only took three hundred elite cavalrymen a few breaths to cross the river.

Just after the last two riders crossed the Songwa River, the sound of the ice collapsing and breaking began like a chain reaction.

The thick layer of ice began to collapse, revealing the icy river water underneath.

The sun shone on the river, and some fish that needed to breathe poked their heads out and opened their mouths to breathe.

Li Ruoyuan looked at the army that was temporarily blocked behind him by Song Wajiang, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

It is easy to separate mountains, but difficult to separate water.

Now that the ice on the Songwa River has been broken and is rushing down, it has affected the integrity of the ice for at least dozens of miles behind it. If the army wants to cross the Songwa River, it will probably be delayed for half a day.

With this half-day's relaxation, the specific spatial gap between the 300 elite cavalry led by Wanyan Kang and the main force will probably be even larger.

During this time, the nobles and leaders of various tribes of the Jin Dynasty could call upon their old subordinates from this team and undermine Wanyan Kang's dominance in this team.

However, if Li Ruoyuan knew what kind of status Wanyan Kang held in the hearts of these Jin soldiers, he would not be so happy so early.

Some people are destined to shine and leave a deep impression in people's hearts.

Even though the light he emits is black and bloody, he is still the sun that countless people chase after.

Three hundred elite cavalrymen crossed the mountains and rivers and went straight to Shangjing.

Wherever he passed, the palace gates opened one after another, and a grand banquet had already been set up in the imperial palace.

Since Wanyan Jing planned to stabilize Wanyan Kang first, he put on a show to make Wanyan Kang think that the throne was already in his pocket.

When the three hundred riders stopped outside the main hall, Wanyan Jing came out to greet them joyfully, with his boots even worn backwards. The heavy snow fell on his gray hair, but he did not bother to tidy it up. Instead, he stepped forward and put his arm around Wanyan Kang's arm, then brushed off the frost and snow on his body.

After decades of being an emperor, this old guy is well versed in the art of posturing.

In the eyes of many people, the courtesy from superiors is more valuable than real gold and silver, but in fact it is worthless.

"Kang'er! My good Kang'er!"

"Hurry! Let the Emperor take a good look at you!" Wanyan Jing acted like an ordinary old man who hadn't seen his grandson for a long time.

The love and concern in those eyes seemed so real and beautiful.

Faced with such an attitude, even if you know that the person has other ideas in his mind, you will still be confused and deceived by appearances.

But Wanyan Kang won’t!

His perception goes straight into the heart and observes the soul.

So he took a step forward and swung his sword! Swish!
Wherever the sword passed, a large head flew high.

The old body shook twice and then fell to the ground weakly.

The emperor is also a mortal. He will die if he is beheaded!
Everyone watching this scene was stunned!
Until a palace maid let out a sharp and piercing cry.

"Wanyan Kang...how dare you kill the king?" A minister pointed at Wanyan Kang and asked.

"Kill!" Wanyan Kang's answer was concise and powerful.

Although the Jin Dynasty had been influenced by Confucianism for many years, it was not an orthodox carrier of Confucianism after all. Barbarism and the supremacy of power were still deeply rooted in its bones.

Therefore, as long as Wanyan Kang kills all the people cleanly and the blood is washed away, he can sit on the throne firmly and not many people will object.

Three hundred elite cavalrymen rushed into the crowd and began to kill without restraint.

The sound of drums rang out from the gate tower, and the palace gates were closing one after another. At the same time, a large number of palace guards surrounded them and killed the three hundred elite cavalrymen.

Wanyan Kang stood at the front, like the sharpest tip of a sword, with three hundred elite cavalry following him, and he was invincible wherever he went.

No matter how many people stand in their way, it seems that the only outcome is to be crushed.

More defenders from Shangjing City moved closer to the imperial palace.

Wanyan Kang killed the king but had not yet ascended the throne, so he controlled the situation, which gave many people expectations and hope.

Many people think that it is the fisherman who benefits legitimately...it just depends on who has the ability to chop off Wanyan Kang's head.

Woo...Woo!
The sound of horns rang out from outside the city, and Wanyan Kang's large army actually caught up. The team of tens of thousands of people, and most of the infantry, actually arrived outside Shangjing City only a few hours later and began to attack the city.

At the same time, Wanyan Kang's purge of the imperial palace continued.

Old man, kill!

Women, kill!

Child... push the wheel flat and compare your height, then kill!

The entire palace was quickly stained with blood and turned scarlet.

However, this color is the background color of this palace.

Before Wanyan Jing brought the great shaman into the palace to share the throne, there were more than one or two similar incidents that occurred here.

Of course, Wanyan Kang’s massacre was not as brutal as it seemed.

Naturally, the nobles and high-ranking officials of the Jin Dynasty, as well as the clan leaders and elders of the various Jurchen tribes, would all be killed when the opportunity presented itself, while some of the younger Han officials could be selectively left behind.

Wanyan Kang knew very well that his identity could not be kept secret.

Therefore, as long as he remains the emperor on the basis of the original Jin Dynasty, his identity will always be a stain.

If you want to take over someone else's nest, you have to kill the original owner of the house.

Now that the room is empty, naturally no one will tell you what to call the room or what objects and furniture are placed in it.

One after another, Jin nobles were dragged out and killed. Blood flowed through the gaps between the floor tiles and into the drainage ditch, dyeing the underground sewers of the palace bright red.

"Young man...you've gone too far! It's better to leave some room for improvement!" An old voice sounded.

At the same time, strange musical sounds spread, and as the rhythm of the sound changed, the Yuan Qi between heaven and earth seemed to become turbulent.

In an instant, Wanyan Kang felt that everything in the palace was hostile to him.

Those dead things seemed to come alive and tear him to pieces.

"Huh!" Qiu Chuji, who was sensing remotely from Wanyan Kang's perspective, let out a light exclamation.

He really hadn't imagined that there was an expert in the Jin Dynasty's palace who could use such means.

Although the frequency effects of music and beats were used to barely arrange and combine the ownerless Yuan Qi of heaven and earth so that they could be used, it was already very different from the methods of ordinary warriors and was closer to the ability of cultivators.

"Why didn't I encounter such tactics when I was killing the Jin emperor?" Qiu Chuji thought.

Afterwards, we can only conclude that the person currently in the Jin Dynasty's palace is a gifted person. In his original era, he did not have such means and achievements.

Wanyan Kang was bearing the pressure from the heaven and earth energy in the entire palace at this moment, but he was not afraid at all. Instead, he swung his sword with a grim smile.

The straight sword energy turned into a streak of light, tearing apart the surrounding oppression and pressure.

“Are you the Great Shaman?”

"get out!"

Boom, boom, boom... The sound of drums rang out, and an old shaman in white clothes, a skirt outside his clothes, and covered with bells, was dancing a strange dance. He jumped out from the depths of the palace like a ghost.

As the drumstick in his hand hit the leather drum at his waist again and again, the Yuan Qi between heaven and earth seemed to become a little violent.

He was mumbling something, most of which were unfamiliar slang and barbaric words. Even Wanyan Kang, who had learned Liao and Jurchen languages ​​since childhood, could not quite understand their meaning. He could only hear the two terms "Kaitian Hongsheng Emperor" and "Xingguo Lingying King" appearing repeatedly.

They are all referring to only one person, and that is the mountain god of Changbai Mountain.

(End of this chapter)