Heart Survey

Chapter 283 As before
However, it was said that Yang Xuance, the youngest son of the king of Yangguo, had swept away his past forbearance, and had a rare rage in the palace, breaking Peiyu.

No one dares to bear the crime of obstructing the monarch's human relations.

Outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, it was so silent that even breathing could not be heard.

It was as if the wind was frightened to stand still.

Liu Huai, the eunuch holding a pen, immediately bowed his head and admitted his mistake, with sincerity and fear: "How dare this old slave?"

But the posture is full, the etiquette is complete, but the foot does not move.

He admits his mistake, apologizes, bows his head, but doesn't let it.

Look at the surrounding guards, maids, and eunuchs with their heads bowed and silent, and then look at the Hall of Mental Cultivation, which is always silent.

Yang Xuance found that his heart, which was already cold, was still able to cool down a little more...

How could he not be able to hear the noise of his disregard for etiquette, given his father's cultivation.

Just don't want to listen, or just don't bother to pay attention.

After enduring it for so many years, Yang Xuance wanted to do something for the first time, but suddenly became disheartened.

What's the point?

"Never mind." He sighed, and pulled out a letter from his sleeve: "Family and country matters cannot be delayed. If you hand over this letter to the king, I won't get in the way of the old man's eyes."

"Old slave will definitely deliver it." Liu Huai bent over and respectfully accepted the letter with both hands, never losing the courtesies.

Watching the back of Yang Xuance strode away.

So I straightened up little by little.Without even looking at it, just rubbing his hands together, the letter turned into powder.

A sneer twitched at the corner of his mouth.Now that the East Palace is solid, he Liu Huai of course knows who is the master of the mountains and rivers here.The fifth prince only thought of "doing business" and "starting the stove" now. It was too late.

What's more, the monarch doesn't care about this so-called son at all. The prince is the sure-fire future master of Yang Kingdom. He has served the monarch with him for many years, so how can he not know?
Of course, he is only loyal to the monarch, but he must also maintain the necessary reverence for the next monarch.

Sending this letter today is just a matter of convenience, but in the eyes of those who have a heart, it means that the heart is not strong, and it will inevitably be liquidated in the future.How could he take risks for a mere Yang Xuance?

Outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, there were guards, palace maids, and eunuchs, but they all just looked down at their boots, and no one dared to look here.

He Liu Huai bends over, someone who is not worthy to see, if unfortunately sees it, he will lose his life.

Turning around and walking back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, there was no sound from under his feet.

Around the monarch, countless people wanted to squeeze, but they couldn't delay.

The hall is vast, Yang Jiande, the king of Yang Kingdom, sits on a white jade futon with his eyes closed, with a faint golden light above his head, but he is not busy with any political affairs.

Liu Huai carefully stood in the corner of the hall, a position where a monarch could find him immediately when he wanted to find him, and would not always be in the line of sight to irritate him.

After a long time.

Yang Jiande, the lord of Yang Kingdom, didn't open his eyes, he just said, "What is Xuan Ce doing nonsense again?"

Liu Huai said respectfully, "It is said that there is a business request to see His Majesty."

In the vast hall, there is no more text.

……

……

The black disaster in Jiacheng City was finally contained.

With the support of Yangting and the assistance of the Four Seas Business Alliance, the Mo family, who had ruled this place for hundreds of years, mobilized all their forces, and at least they contained the black disaster before the end of July.

In the end, the black disaster is of course terrible, but in the extraordinary world, it is not an unsolvable problem.Not even in the scope of the most horrific catastrophe.

Take the decisive battle between Qin and Chu in the valley plain last year, for example, the two sides invested nearly [-] extraordinary monks, and the land collapsed at every turn.

The two great powers were at war, and the entire valley and plain were submerged for hundreds of miles, with no grass growing.The fertile land in the past has turned into scorched earth. This plain once supported so many people, but now even weeds cannot grow.What kind of natural disaster can be compared to this tragic?
As for the extinction of a city in Fenglin City of Zhuangguo, hundreds of thousands of people have no bones left, let alone...

The black calamity in Yang Kingdom has spread to this day, and the number of dead has not yet exceeded [-].

Of course, things are not calculated that way, and misery is never easy to compare.

But man-made disasters are always better than natural disasters.

Humans kill more people than any natural disaster or any other kind of alien. Killing is refreshing!
Not to mention these things.

Those who are interested can probably find out that since this time, Jiacheng has become less and less common with the immediate family members of the Mo family, and the many properties of the Mo family, sold, sold, and delivered, are almost scattered.

The Mo family has already completely withdrawn from Jiacheng, the land that they have been operating for hundreds of years.

The whereabouts are unknown, but many people are sure that it is Dongwanggu. After all, the current head of the Mo family, Mo Zichu, is a disciple of Dongwanggu.

Dongwanggu itself is not much different from other countries, and naturally it can accommodate the Mo family.

It's just that people are cheap from their hometown.No matter where they migrated, if the Mo family wants to restore their old appearance, it is probably not a matter of one or two generations.

……

On this day, Jiang Wang was cultivating, and suddenly a martial artist from the town hall came to report: "Mr. Jiang, Mo... Mo Zichu is outside the town, named by name, and wants to fight with you!"

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

The Mo family has been operating the Jiacheng city for hundreds of years. Even if they lose their hearts and minds in the black disaster, the prestige they have accumulated over the years has not dissipated for a while.

In particular, Mo Zichu, as the current head of the Mo family, undisputedly inherited this prestige.

This was also the reason why Jiang Wang believed that Mo Zichu had to cooperate in order to curb the evil in Jiacheng.

The people of the entire Jiacheng city are not afraid of the prestige of the Mo family, and this martial artist from the town hall is no exception.

Jiang Wang opened his eyes, no surprise.

He directly took the long sword, pushed open the door, and walked towards the north gate of Qingyang Town.

Coming from the direction of Jiacheng, it is naturally at the North Gate.

Still on the road, I heard an angry shout, which shook the whole town.

"Jiang Wang!"

This time, Qian Qian, Zhu Biqiong, Zhang Hai, and Dugu Xiao were all shocked.

Even the guards guarding the warehouses of the Four Seas Business Alliance, and the medical and Taoist monks sent by Chongxuansheng to diagnose and treat the people, all paid attention.

Not to mention the town hall arresting fast, warriors, and even the people in the town.

If it weren't for a special period, entry and exit would be prohibited, I'm afraid that at this time, the people of the town would have already squeezed the North Gate into the water.

Rao is so, they all pricked up their ears at home, waiting for the next.

But to their disappointment, the sound that shook the whole town never sounded again.

Because... Jiang Wang has already arrived.

There should have been this battle in Jiacheng that day, and after thinking of the people in the city, he took his sword and left.

And now, of course, he will not shy away.

Jiang Wang strode outside the north gate of Qingyang Town and saw Mo Zichu at first sight.

One is independent.

The sassy and suave of the past have all disappeared, and the face that has been thinned a lot has a cold expression.

But seeing his forehead wrapped in mourning belts and wearing filial piety clothes, he immediately saw a chilling air.

Seeing Jiang Wang appear, he only said: "Everything has been decided, it will be as before."

Insert the red flag with carp pattern in your hand downwards, several inches into the ground, and the flag flutters in the wind.

"Jiang Wang! I'll kill you!"

The revenge of killing the father is never shared.

Eager to move forward, Dugu Xiao quietly pulled Lazhu Biqiong.

But Jiang Wang waved his hand back, signaling them not to act rashly.

With one hand pressing the sword on his waist, he stood outside the gate of the town.

Du Jian was the door, and only said: "Come forward!"

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