I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 130: Cutting off their heads is the only justice
"The royal family is the largest family."

"The legitimate son of a noble family cannot be killed by others, so he can only be punished according to the family rules."

"Nature has a price, but that price is paid to the saints. Only the saints know what the price is."

……

Chen Zhian walked out of Prime Minister Song's residence in a daze, and the heavy rain was still not stopping.

The rain was falling heavily, as if there were fairies in the sky using the rain as ink to write on this scarred earth.

The wind blew, and Chen Zhian became somewhat sober. He raised his head and looked into the distance, but even with his eyesight, he could not see anything more than a hundred feet away.

The rain came suddenly like a god, and half of Xiuba Mountain outside Xuantianjing had disappeared. Only the dense rain seemed to have written an incomprehensible article between heaven and earth.

In Chen Zhian's opinion, this article reveals two words between the lines.

eat human!

Southern Jiangsu is prosperous, and Xuantianjing is even more prosperous.

Chen Zhian had lived on Qihuang Street since he was a child and had never seen any insurmountable suffering.

But when he arrived at Xuantianjing, he met Wei Lingyu who compared himself to God, saw the tyranny of the aristocratic families, and saw General Yun who was waiting for his death in prison for killing evildoers and stopping them from eating people...

Moreover, seeing the countless tragic scenes in Lin Hu's memory made Chen Zhian feel uneasy.

What's wrong with this world?
Another memory of Chen Zhian began to trouble him. He felt resentful and felt that cannibals should not simply have their heads chopped off. Instead, they should be hung on street lamps and despised by everyone.

Let the people of the world see what kind of rotten meat has been produced by a family that has lasted for thousands of years.

His thoughts surged like the heavy rain from the sky.

It was evening when he returned to Foshan Street.

Eunuch Liu had already brought the food, and Li Xushi had set out the dishes in the guest room, apparently waiting for him.

When he saw Chen Zhian coming, a slight smile appeared on his face. Then he saw that Chen Zhian seemed a little distraught, and he couldn't help but feel worried.

But Li Xushi didn't say much, just poured Chen Zhian a cup of hot tea.

"Brother, my senior brother told me that the world is indifferent and dangerous, and as long as you are born as a human, there will always be many things you can't do.

If you are too persistent, it will give rise to inner demons, and your thoughts will become stagnant, making it even more difficult to transform your soul into a spirit."

Chen Zhian still shook his head in despair.

Li Xushi thought that Chen Zhian was heartbroken because he had not saved the woman, and he blamed himself for it, and even lost his appetite.

He was about to persuade again.

Chen Zhian drank a cup of tea and shook his head, saying, "The man-eating monster was killed by General Yun, proving that these monsters from noble families will die if their heads fall off."

"As I traveled along the way, I kept thinking about the evil dragons that were hovering over Dayu. They should have had their feet chopped off long ago, so that the people of the world could chew their dragon meat and be unable to return home in the morning or lie down at night...

It’s a pity that the situation in Dayu is still in the hands of the royal family and many aristocratic families…”

Even though Li Xushi had an extraordinary background and was very courageous, he was shocked when he heard Chen Zhian say this. He poured out another cup of tea, which turned into sword energy all over the sky, cutting off the flowing sound.

Chen Zhian frowned and said, "I overestimated the order in Xuantianjing. People can kill people openly in the government office. Everyone in the hall knows that General Yun is innocent, but the saint still approved the memorial and agreed to execute General Yun in the autumn...

I cannot understand the considerations of such a person, nor do I want to understand... The 1,200 households and more than 5,000 people of the Lin family are far away from me, and my four-foot-long sword cannot cut down Shangyuan Mansion... But Lin Hu and his daughter died in front of me. "

As he spoke, he extended his hand.

The Dou Ji long sword fell into his hands.

He stroked the hilt of the long sword, and felt that the sword lacked some blood. Si Hougui was a son of a noble family, and he probably had never made him drink too much blood.

Li Xushi suddenly felt a layer of sword intent lingering around Chen Zhian's fingertips, and the sword intent was constantly evolving.

Chen Zhian frowned and thought, if his sword was faster and his cultivation was more advanced, many things would be much easier to do.

As he was thinking about this, the sword intent at his fingertips suddenly changed, but the change was still quite subtle.

Just at this moment, a ray of light suddenly shone from the Guanghan Tower in Baiyujing. Chen Zhian in the room looked up at the door. It was raining heavily outside and the air was filled with mist, but Chen Zhian seemed to have seen something. He stood up and walked out of the room and out of the yard.

Li Xushi felt that Chen Zhian was a little strange, and also felt that the sword intent at Chen Zhian's fingertips seemed to have changed a little, so he did not disturb him, but just followed him quietly.

The two of them walked out of Fossan Street and walked two more blocks.

Chen Zhian suddenly stopped and looked into the distance.

Li Xushi also looked and saw a group of people slowly approaching on the Xuantian Avenue in the distance.

There are only nine people in this team.

Four bearers in black, with sharp eyes, deep breath, and firm steps, were carrying a sedan chair.

There were four people in front of the sedan, each riding a very agile and famous horse.

One horse even had dragon horns on its head and black scales on its body, just like an armored war horse.

Sitting on the dragon's horse was a young man of about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. He had a sword on his waist, and the aura around him was like an ocean, with strong winds blowing up the water, making a surging sound.

On another horse beside the young man, Lu Shengxuan was riding a horse with a long sword on his back, walking in front of the sedan chair.

In addition to the four sedan bearers and two young men, the two people in the front were also riding horses, but each held a flag in his hand.

The flag had a silver background and one word was written on it.

The words were written with a strong stroke, just like a sword drawn from its sheath, revealing its sharpness.

When Chen Zhian and Li Xushi took a look, they felt a strong sword energy coming towards them, which was a bit dazzling even in the heavy rain.

That is the character "Lu".

During the Zuochao Festival, Qin Dadu Yu came to Xuantianjing and participated in the national sacrifice.

However, the person in the Lu family sedan chair arrived slowly today after the court ceremony, and no one knew why he came.

However, Chen Zhian did not even look at the sedan chair that was simple, solemn, yet luxurious.

Instead, he looked at the young man riding the dragon horse.

When the light of Guanghan Palace merged with the brilliance of Nanliujing, it shone through Chen Zhian's eyes.

Chen Zhian clearly saw that... there seemed to be something other than the soul in the innate womb of the person riding the dragon horse, which was slowly rotating, and countless black auras were brewing in it...

Just like the soul of Lin Hu that Chen Zhian had seen before.

"This young man also practiced evil methods."

Chen Zhian narrowed his eyes.

This means that this young man is also cannibalistic.

In the distance, a sedan chair passed by. Lu Shengxuan also saw the two people in the heavy rain. He turned his head to look at them, frowning slightly.

Chen Zhian and Li Xushi stood at the street corner and watched the sedan chair enter the palace before returning to the courtyard.

At this time, Chen Zhian kept frowning, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Li Xushi simply sat next to Chen Zhian and waited.

After more than an hour, Chen Zhian finally spoke and asked Li Xushi: "Xushi, have you ever seen a man-eating demon?"

Li Xushi nodded.

Chen Zhian asked again: "If a demon can cultivate by eating humans, can it abandon evil and do good, and become a good demon from now on?"

Li Xushi shook his head: "After eating humans, the demons will become addicted to the taste buds and will no longer be able to stop eating humans."

"That's right!" Chen Zhian smiled and said, "I saw the demon with my own eyes, but because of its power, I hesitated and didn't know how to seek justice for the two people who died in front of me.

But demons are demons, and only by completely chopping off their heads, destroying their bodies, and severing their souls, can we call it justice. "

As he spoke, he flicked his finger and the Dou Ji long sword was immediately unsheathed. A sharp sword intent burst out, like a stunning sight.

"This is General Zhutian's [Stop War] sword intent. He has mercy in his heart even though the army is charging. He kills enemies on the battlefield and shows mercy after breaking through the city... But this sword intent is not suitable for me." "Since I want to seek justice for the two people from the Lin family, the enemies are those man-eating monsters. Mercy is useless to me. I only need to kill and kill."

Chen Zhian whispered softly.

Li Xushi was listening calmly at first, but at this moment his pupils shrank involuntarily and he looked at the Douji long sword in Chen Zhian's hand.

However, the sword intent emanating from the Dou Ji sword suddenly changed drastically, turning into murderous aura, fierce and unprovoked.

"When young people are brave, they are merciful to demons and ghosts, and they always hope that the demons and ghosts will repent and become good people who help the world... It is nothing but a fool's dream. It is better to kill all the demons and ghosts within the reach of the sword and put an end to it all."

Chen Zhian waved his sleeves, a smile on his face, no longer showing the hesitation and loneliness he had just shown.

But the sword intent became more and more ferocious and murderous, and it came out wantonly...even cutting off a lot of rainwater in the yard.

Raindrops splashing!

Li Xushi saw that while Chen Zhian was deep in thought, he suddenly realized a new sword intent, which was even more mysterious than the sword intent of stopping the war. He finally felt relieved.

"I wonder how Senior Brother can stick to his original intention...as if the affairs of the world do not pose any obstacle to him at all?"

-

In the Taiyuan Hall of Xuantian Palace.

Emperor Zhaofu sat on the dragon throne, looking a little tired. On the side of his desk, there was a long sword that was shining brightly.

In the palace, apart from the two purple-robed minks, there were only three people.

Prime Minister Song sat at the front desk.

It rained heavily today and the old man seemed a little tired. He put his hands in his sleeves and closed his eyes to rest.

The other two except Song Xiqu.

They are Lu Qinghe, the current head of the Shangyuan Lu family, and Qin Wenzhuo, the governor of the five northern states.

Lu Qinghe lowered his head and spoke in a low voice: "I came here today, in addition to this [Du Nan] sword, I also brought the resignation letters of three adults.

Some of these three adults are old, some are seriously ill and unable to govern, and some have gone wrong in their cultivation, their souls have been damaged and they are no longer able to hold important positions. "

As he spoke, he took out three memorials from his sleeve and handed them to the eunuch in purple beside him.

The purple-robed eunuch presented the memorial to the Jade Platform. Emperor Zhaofu glanced at it casually, nodded, and said, "The Salt Transport Envoy of Lingfu Prefecture, the Vice Governor of Xiangzhong Prefecture, and the Assistant Governor of Tianshan Prefecture... These old officials have devoted themselves to our Great Yu and worked hard all their lives. Now it is indeed time for them to rest."

Lu Qinghe added: "In addition, the two barren mountains that my Lu family bought in Nanhai Prefecture have found extremely precious Qingxuan iron mines this year. However, my Lu family has many other businesses to manage, and the mining of this mine requires a lot of manpower. I am afraid that I cannot take care of this matter. I hope the saint will be merciful and help the Lu family to open the mine."

Song Xiqu, who was originally resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at Lu Qinghe.

This is the price the Lu family will pay.

In order to kill a small fifth-rank lieutenant general, the Lu family gave up so many positions and two mines, which shows that the Lu family is very wealthy.

Qin Wenzhuo, who was sitting on the other side, couldn't help but frowned when he heard Lu Qinghe's words.

He raised his eyes to look at the jade platform, only to see that Emperor Zhaofu had already picked up the [Dunan] sword sent by the Lu family.

The golden sword is extremely noble, indeed it is like an emperor's sword.

"It is the custom of the ancestral temple that the emperor wears a sword in his spare time... Although I already have several imperial swords, this Dunan sword is also a famous weapon handed down from generation to generation. It is appropriate to wear this sword when I am touring the garden." Emperor Zhaofu nodded slowly.

When Qin Wenzhu heard what Emperor Zhaofu said, he suddenly stood up and saluted, saying, "I came here today to congratulate the emperor and the saint. I also brought a gift, which happened to be a sword. I never thought that it would be heavier than Lord Lu's gift."

Lu Qinghe's expression remained unchanged, but Emperor Zhaofu's face showed more spirit and he nodded slightly at Qin Wenzhuo.

The purple-robed eunuch next to him bent down and came to Qin Wenzhuo, holding a jade plate in his hand.

Qin Wenzhuo stretched out his hand and took out a long sword from the void.

The sword was dark black in color, but the patterns on it were extremely delicate and flickered with a faint light. A ray of sword intent was vague in the scabbard, and it seemed that it would burst out at any time.

The first person to recognize the sword was Lu Qinghe. He nodded and said, "This sword is the famous sword [Luanxiu], which was made by the master craftsman Li Yuqiao using jade and iron from Chan Mountain. It is comparable to [Dunan]."

At this time, the purple-robed eunuch had already presented the long sword. Emperor Zhaofu took the sword and nodded with satisfaction. However, he did not put the sword on the table, but instead placed it on the jade plate.

Prime Minister Song closed his eyes again.

A smile appeared on Lu Qinghe's lips.

He Qin Wenzhou's tall figure bowed down and said loudly: "In addition to congratulating the saint, the reason why I came to the capital is that I have another request."

"I have been working in the five states of the North for twelve years, but in recent years, I feel increasingly tired and old, and I am increasingly unable to handle the political affairs of the five states. Therefore, I came to the palace today to ask the Saint for mercy, hoping that I can be relieved of the burden of one state... This is also a good thing for the people of the North."

Song Xiang's eyes, which had just been closed, suddenly opened. He frowned and looked at Qin Wenzhuo, with more worry in his eyes.

Emperor Zhaofu was originally going to place the [Luanxiu] sent by Qin Wenzhuo on the jade plate, but at this moment his movements froze... and he was also staring at Qin Wenzhuo.

The Lu family gave up their official positions as a price.

But if Qin Wenzhu wanted to relieve the burden of a state, this would be a threat...

Everyone in the world of Dayu knows that Qin Wenzhuo is indispensable to the north. Without Qin Wenzhuo, no one else can fight against Dali together with General Zhutian.

Dayu needs Qin Wenzhuo, and also needs the five northern states to serve as a barrier to cover the south.

Emperor Zhaofu looked at Qin Wenzhuo like this for several breaths, then suddenly took out the [Luanxiu] and looked left and right at the two swords.

“Both of these swords are excellent, but unfortunately I only need one when I wear them in the garden.

He monopolized both of them, but he didn't make full use of them..."

Lu Qinghe and Qin Wenzhuo looked at Emperor Zhaofu together.

Emperor Zhaofu pondered for a moment, and suddenly a smile appeared on his face: "How about this... I, Dayu, am recruiting young geniuses from all over the world to pursue the position of the Great Seal Holder. I already have a candidate in mind for the position of the Great Seal Holder.

The person who holds the seal has not yet been decided, so how about this... Lord Lu and Qin Qing each nominate a young man who is qualified to hold the seal, and let them each hold one of the two swords to have a good competition.

Whoever wins, I'll keep his sword. How about that? "

"No one wants to provoke such an old fox." Lu Qinghe snorted in his heart, stood up and bowed in response.

But Qin Wenzhou frowned and replied, "Saint, there is indeed a swordsmanship prodigy in the Five Continents of the North, whose name is on the Young Tiger Monument, but because of the war with Dali, he is now injured and is recuperating... The Lu family is a thousand-year-old family with countless young geniuses. How can the North compete with the Lu family?"

Emperor Zhaofu frowned and asked, "Zheng Xuanze is injured?"

Qin Wenzhuo immediately understood that Emperor Zhaofu had already identified many young talents in the world of Dayu and wanted to select one from among them to hold the seal. Today, he was forcing him to nominate a young cultivator who was qualified to hold the seal.

He was about to nod in agreement.

Emperor Zhaofu shook his head and said, "You only need to find a young man below the rank of Yuque. Qin Qing and General Fu are close friends regardless of age difference. I heard that he has a swordsmanship prodigy under his command, named Lu Zhujun. You can borrow him to come."

"Okay, everyone leave. I'm tired." Emperor Zhaofu stood up and turned away.

Lu Qinghe stood up and left without saying a word.

Qin Wenzhuo stood there thinking for a long time, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that Prime Minister Song had fallen asleep in the deep palace.

So he left the palace alone, without even riding a horse, and walked slowly in the imperial city.

When they reached the edge of the imperial city, Qin Wenzhuo suddenly stopped and looked towards a street not far away.

He suddenly felt that there was a sword intent that was changing silently, becoming more powerful and sharper.

So… Qin Wenzhu became curious and casually called over a doorman not far away, pointed to a courtyard on the street and asked, "Who lives in that courtyard?"

The doorman took a closer look and replied respectfully, "Your Excellency, the man on Fusang Street is called Chen Zhi'an, a painter in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and an eighth-rank official in Cheyi...Now, everyone in Xuantianjing calls him Chen Sijia, because he won the fourth place in the imperial court competition and even went to Wangxing Palace to meet the emperor and drink with the others."

"Chen Zhian?" Qin Wenzhuo thought of a line of poetry.

A bamboo stick and straw sandals are lighter than a horse, who is afraid? A raincoat will protect you from the rain and mist for the rest of your life...

"This Chen Zhian wrote such a free and easy poem. What kind of sword intention is he brewing?"

Qin Wenzhuo's curiosity grew stronger and he walked towards Fosang Street.

(End of this chapter)