The author of the book "The Book of the Dead"

Chapter 182 A historical moment, the Divine Emperor Ancestor
930 years.

The Luoyang Imperial Palace was brightly lit.

From today on, the dynasty will change.

Inside the secret room, civil officials and military generals were standing on both sides, their faces illuminated by candlelight, half dark and half bright.

Zhao Kuangyin handled the subsequent government affairs in an orderly manner.

The counselor said: "The Li family... must be annihilated! Otherwise, there will be endless troubles."

"The prince is still young, an orphan with a widowed mother, why bother bullying him? Just make him the Prince of Xiaoyao and keep him under strict watch."

Zhao Kuangyin put down the brush and gave instructions.

"But……"

"No buts!" Zhao Kuangyin said firmly.

Seeing that the leader was so determined, the counselors dared not say anything.

"Your Majesty, the matter of ascending the throne..."

"You are the ones who will arrange the ascension. No matter what, we have made three agreements before and they must not be violated."

Zhao Kuangyin emphasized it again and again.

"Yes!"

"Go back!"

After everyone left, Zhao Kuangyin walked to the window, looked at the beautiful scenery outside, and suddenly a lot of thoughts came to his mind.

“The road ahead is long and arduous, so don’t be lazy.”

In this era, plotting to usurp the throne was commonplace. Military men could push out the emperor for their own interests, or kill the emperor because of uneven distribution of interests.

Some people say that Zhao Kuangyin bullied orphans and widows, but how could the throne of an orphan and a widow be right?

As long as he reduces taxes and levies, puts an end to the chaotic world of war and reshapes China, he will be a first-rate hero.

"Put an end to the warriors and reshape China." Zhao Kuangyin's eyes gradually became firm, "The future country will definitely be a prosperous era with both civil and military power."

Those who have not experienced it cannot imagine how terrible it is for a country to be ruled by military men.

Taoist Priest Lingbao summed it up in just eight words: corpses piled up like mountains, and China was lost.

This is an era even more terrifying than the Five Barbarians.

The next morning, the east was bright.

The bloody fight last night ended, soldiers on both sides of the street maintained order, and shops on both sides of the road were open sporadically.

"Let go!!"

"Your Majesty has ordered the closure of all cities!"

The soldiers broke down the shop doors, threw out all the flesh and blood in the shop and burned them, and killed the hooligans who were selling human flesh on the spot.

This meat is not animal meat, but human flesh. The shop selling human flesh is called Renshi.

Zhao Kuangyin was dressed in casual clothes and walking on the street. Most of the new recruits did not know him, and the few who knew him were stopped by him with his eyes.

Boom boom boom!
The sound of gongs and drums came from the corner of the street, and a large number of people gathered. It turned out that the government was opening the granary to release grain, and everyone lined up in a long queue.

The elderly, the weak, women and children are given priority, and women who have no breast milk are also given food to feed their children.

Zhao Kuangyin watched all this quietly.

"Meet the Captain!"

A white-haired old soldier passed by and happened to see Zhao Kuangyin, and immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

"Call your Majesty, call your Majesty..." the young man on the side reminded anxiously.

"Your Majesty, I am your humble servant. I was confused and didn't react." The old soldier said embarrassedly.

"No need to be so polite." Zhao Kuangyin helped the old man up. "I remember your name is Niu Er. How many years have you been a soldier?"

"The old man is fifty-eight this year and has been a soldier for forty years."

It started from the Tang Dynasty, went through the Zhu Liang Dynasty, and ended in the Later Tang Dynasty.

"You have suffered a lot. You can all return to your hometown in the future. Old soldiers like you are treated favorably by the court. What do you want to do in the future?" Zhao Kuangyin asked.

"I am tired and want to go home to retire." The old soldier looked exhausted. "Your Majesty, will we really be able to live and work in peace in the future?"

"I definitely can."

Zhao Kuangyin said affirmatively, holding the sword.

To end the troubled times is what the people want.

He is following the will of heaven and is determined to usher in an era of peace.

Along the way, people's livelihood was in decline and the people were numb.

In this era, except for a few warriors, no one has a good ending.

Fenglangjuxu was indeed a great feat for a real man, but how could the common people withstand such turmoil?

Now it is not Zhao Kuangyin who is acting on his own, but all the people want peace, and the people's hearts are the will of heaven.

half a month later.

In the throne hall, Zhao Kuangyin wore the imperial crown and a gorgeous robe with a yellow dragon pattern.

Witnessed by tens of thousands of people in Luoyang, he ascended the throne and became emperor.

"I have received the mandate of heaven. I now ascend the throne. May my ancestors bless me and bring eternal peace..."

State name: Song. Reign: Jianlong.

In 930, the State of Song was established.

Zhao Kuangyin promulgated policies to reduce taxes and levies, reclaim wasteland and expand farmland, and demobilize old soldiers. In this cruel dynasty, it was like a breath of fresh air, and instantly won the love of the people.

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

Praise from all the people, Zhao Kuangyin stands tall on a high platform.

The Guide Army was in Songzhou, and the Yitian Sword was the sword of Emperor Wu of Liu Song, so Zhao Kuangyin preferred to use this name for the country.

"Look!!"

"Dragon! There is a dragon!"

The white clouds are red and the sun is as blazing as fire.

A golden dragon flew through the clouds, with only its head visible and its tail untraceable.

Under the watchful eyes of the public, tens of thousands of people saw this scene, and they became more convinced that the current emperor must be the true son of heaven.

The civil servants under his command were stunned and dazed for a long time.

A scene in the myth actually happened right in front of him.

"I'm afraid we will really unify the world." Everyone believed in destiny.

The Song Dynasty may not be as short-lived as other dynasties.

After the banquet, the ministers found Zhao Kuangyin.

Zhao Kuangyin said: "When I was born, the room was full of red light and the fragrance spread for ten miles. When I was young, I traveled to the sky at night and was enlightened by the Jade Emperor..."

The civil officials and counselors went back to look through the ancient books and found that there were legends that Emperor Gaozu and Emperor Chengzong of the Tang Dynasty both traveled to Taixu, and the poet Li Bai also described the fairyland in heaven.

This further proves that Your Majesty is the Man of Heaven's Will, and not a tyrant created by barbaric warriors.

After that, the Song State's military power became powerful and eliminated all the military forces.

Advancing at the rate of destroying one country per year.

Wuyue Kingdom.

Kuaiji City.

Liang's ancestral hall.

On this day, the Liang family of Penglai, the Liang family of Kuaiji, and the descendants of those related to the Liang family gathered here.

King Qian Liu of Wuyue was an old man in his eighties. He had been dominating the Jiangzuo region for many years. His father said that he was not fit to compete for the Central Plains. Qian Liu thought about it and decided to settle in the south of the Yangtze River. After many years of management, the people of the Jiangzuo region were able to live and work in peace and contentment in this chaotic world.

Everyone burned incense and worshipped Taizu and Gaozu.

Qian Liu was Liang's grandson. He was almost drowned by his father when he was young because of his ugly appearance. Fortunately, he was rescued by his grandmother Liang and survived to this day.

He has always relied on the Liang family.

The sacrificial ceremony is over.

The head of the Liang family, Prince Penglai, and Qian Liu discussed in a dark room.

"The King of Song has the appearance of a wise ruler. Is he the wise ruler who can unify the world?" Qian Liu asked.

"This man is kindhearted and doesn't value warriors. He has the potential to be a wise leader. Perhaps we can wait and see. At worst, we can pay tribute and make him a vassal, so that he won't harm the peace of Jiangzuo."

The previous two dynasties had survived this way, so they didn’t need the Song Dynasty to survive.

"If you are a wise leader, we can also join you."

Everyone started talking about the night tour of Taixu.

"During the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, stories about gods and ghosts appeared one after another. Maybe this story is true, but we don't know."

Qian Liu was half-believing and half-doubting. All families had top-secret records that there really were immortals and gods in ancient times, but they appeared and disappeared mysteriously. They were in a state of both belief and disbelief.

"In any case, let's observe and interact with each other first. I think Lord Song is a hero and should be more reasonable."

The topic ended and Qian Liu went home.

On the way, he felt a little tired.

He has the ability to create water waves, and is known as the Sea Dragon King in the martial arts world. He was once invincible throughout Jiangnan, otherwise he would not have inherited the position of head of the Tianxiahui.

The existence of supernatural powers means that the lifespan of great innate warriors is no longer one hundred and twenty years. Perhaps God intends to shackle these strong men, and the more powerful they are, the shorter their lifespan.

Qian Liu lived to be eighty years old, which is almost the age for him to be buried.

In a trance, he seemed to have come to a fairyland.

The fairyland has high mountains, jade towers, golden ridges, black tortoises as big as houses, and immortals high above.

"Where is this?" Qian Liu looked around.

"This is the White Cloud Emperor's hometown."

The white clouds parted, and a graceful god appeared.

The god sent a glass of wine to Qian Liu from afar. After drinking it, he felt refreshed and all his fatigue disappeared.

"Could the Immortal Master be Lingbao Immortal Venerable?"

Qian Liu thought of an incredible possibility.

"That's right. I invited you here today so that you can contribute to the world..."

Liang Yue glanced at the man with his magical eyes.

This person has rare seawater abilities.

This ability is worth obtaining. Liang Yue thought about it carefully and realized that he did not yet have the ability to control the flow of water.

For the next three days, Qian Liu toured the fairyland.

Three days later, Qian Liu suddenly woke up in his house. He felt that his previous hidden illness had disappeared, so he hurriedly summoned his servants.

"Where have I been these days?"

"The king has always been here..."

After hearing this, Qian Liu immediately decided to join the State of Song.

Relying on the financial resources of Jiangzuo, the national strength of the Song Dynasty made rapid progress.

During the Song Dynasty, the legend of the Jade Emperor began to emerge.

Penglai Island.

The seventh King of Penglai, Liang Ye, lived in seclusion in the forbidden area of Kuaiji Mountain in his later years.

At the foot of the mountain, an old man in black clothes taught the clan’s disciples internal skills.

"Grandpa, what kind of people were our ancestors?" the grandchild asked in a baby voice.

"Our ancestors came from the Liang family of Kuaiji in the Central Plains and crossed the sea three hundred and fifty years ago..."

"Is there any difference between the Liang family of Zhongyuan and the Liang family of Penglai?" a girl with pigtails asked curiously.

"There is no difference. We all have a common ancestor - Lord Liang."

"Who is Mr. Liang?"

"A mysterious immortal."

Liang Ye recalled his father's instructions when he was a young prince.

When they returned to the forbidden area, the sun had already set and the figure of Yue Zhiyuanting was standing in the Golden Palace Sword Lake.

The man turned around, and the bright moon illuminated the golden four-eyed mask.

Liang Ye knew that his ancestor had returned, and this figure had returned from history.

"The King of Penglai has been around for generations, and only the one wearing the golden mask is the Divine Emperor."

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