I have a sword that can sway the heavens

The second sword came out, and the wind fluttered!

This sword, howling sword energy, aroused the sky, and there was a strong wind in front of the Jinluan Hall.

Puff after puff of blood mist exploded, and there was a rain of blood in front of the entire Golden Luan Hall.

The blood and flesh were splashed on the white jade steps in front of the Golden Luan Hall, and on the gold bricks and green tiles of the Golden Luan Hall, shocking people's minds.

Among the ministers, those with unstable minds were already paralyzed from fright, trembling in both directions, and the loincloth was wet with muddy liquid.

It turned out that King Xin dared to seek rebellion by relying on a person, or an immortal, a resident sword immortal!

Chapter 73 Rewarding the Sword Immortal

The important place of the imperial city, in front of the Golden Luan Hall.

With the sword fairy flicking his sleeves, it seemed as if a rain of blood poured down in front of the Jinluan Hall.

The crowd was shocked.

Looking at the immortal figure dressed in white and elegant, people really can't connect this rain of blood with him.

Lear stepped forward again, his white clothes were spotless, and his voice was gentle, he said, "Who wants to stop Li?"

The elite of the Imperial City Division retreated again and again, not daring to step forward.

This rumored Sword Immortal is even more terrifying than the rumors.

He made a total of two swords.

With one strike, all the crossbow arrows in the sky were reduced to dust.

The second sword wiped out hundreds of people, causing blood to rain down from the sky.

No one is not afraid of death, especially in front of such land gods, it is meaningless to die.

God, it's about to change!

This is what everyone thinks.

King Xin was overjoyed, and shouted loudly, "Zhao Yun's stupidity caused the mountains and rivers to be broken, and the people were in dire straits. Do you still want to help the tyrant?"

"As a descendant of the Great Ancestor, Zhao Ju has the blood of the Great Ancestor, and with the support of the Sword Immortal, he will definitely clear up the imperial court and reshape the mountains and rivers, so why don't you let him go?"

After Zhao Li finished speaking, one by one avoided, and no one dared to stand in front of the Golden Luan Hall.

Situ Jiannan was an exception.

With a majestic figure, standing like an iron tower on the white jade steps, he said with a wry smile, "Situ has been appreciated by His Majesty many times, and has been promoted from a scumbag to today's commander in chief of the imperial city. The grace of heaven is so great that we must repay it."

"Situ knows that he is no match for the Sword Immortal, and he only wants to die, so that His Majesty is worthy!"

Lear looked at Situ Jiannan appreciatively, "You are loyal, but you are foolish. Since you want to die, Li will fulfill you."

Raise your hand, flick your sleeves, and chant the sword.

Situ Jiannan fell down slowly, his heart was pierced, leaving a shocking blood hole on his chest.

Before falling down, Situ Jiannan showed a contented smile on his face, and murmured, "If you can die under this sword, your life will not be in vain."

Zangxiang Hall, which is the sleeping hall of Song Lizong Zhao Yun, is not far from the Jinluan Hall.

Zhao Yun suddenly sat up straight, as if he had a nightmare, sweating profusely.

The concubine beside her was startled awake, "Your Majesty, aren't you going to court today?"

Zhao Yun frowned and said, "Come on, come on! Why is it so noisy outside?"

The concubine was puzzled, touched Zhao Yun's forehead, and asked with concern, "Your Majesty, you are having a nightmare. It is important to take care of the dragon's body. My family has not yet given birth to a dragon son for you."

Zhao Yun felt uneasy, pushed the concubine away, and roared, "Where did everyone go? Come on! Come on!"

Just at this time, the little eunuch stumbled into the Tibetan Fragrance Hall, weeping, and said in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, what a disaster! His Royal Highness Xin Wang conspired against him and led someone to kill him in front of the Golden Luan Hall. Blood flowed like a river. Now Xin Wang is here In the Golden Luan Hall, he has already sat on the dragon chair!"

"Zhao Ju!"

Zhao Yun jumped up from the dragon bed at once, not caring about wearing dragon boots, dragon robes or imperial crowns.

He ran straight to the Golden Luan Hall, wearing only a snow-white silk lining.

The little eunuch hurriedly chased after Zhao Yun.

On the dragon bed of the Tibetan Incense Hall, several concubines looked at each other in blank dismay.

Finished!

They are finished, and the rest of their lives will be spent in the cold palace!

In the Golden Luan Hall, Zhao Ju had just sat on the dragon chair, and within a quarter of an hour, Zhao Yun arrived.

"Zhao Ju!"

When Zhao Yun entered the palace, his hair was disheveled, his feet were bare, his eyes were sunken, and he was listless.

Zhao Yun's face was ferocious, and when he entered the hall, he began to growl, "Zhao Ju! I treat you well, why do you turn against me?"

"This country belongs to me!"

"Back then, I could have killed you, but you knelt at my feet and begged bitterly. For a moment, I softened my heart, thinking that I spared your life out of brotherhood, and let you control the army of martial arts. Is this how you repay me?"

Zhao Yun roared loudly, out of breath, and his voice was the only one echoing in the entire Golden Luan Hall.

The ministers looked at the nose with their eyes and their hearts, and did not say a word.

At this time, the situation is obvious.

On the dragon chair, Zhao Ju stood up with cold eyes, and asked calmly, "Brother Huang, have you finished?"

"You ask me why I conspired against you?"

"Zhao Yun, I would like to ask you. Open your eyes and take a good look. The country that the Taizu conquered has already ruined you to the point of being riddled with holes! If you sit on the throne, the Great Song Dynasty will perish!"

"It's not that I conspired against you, but you can't sit on the throne! Think about us brothers, I won't kill you, keep your eyes open, I'm more suitable to be the emperor than you!"

"Come here! Come here! Where is the Imperial City Division? Where is the Imperial Army?"

"Come here, arrest the traitor for me, and I will cut off his head!"

Zhao Yun pointed to Zhao Ju who was on the dragon chair with a frenzied look on his face.

However, there is no Imperial City Division and no Imperial Army.

The officials did not look at Zhao Yun, and lowered their heads, for fear of attracting Zhao Ju's attention from the dragon chair.

"Rebel, I want you to die!"

With bare feet and disheveled hair, Zhao Yun rushed towards Zhao Ju who was sitting on the dragon chair with a frenzied expression.

Zheng!

It was the sound of a sword being unsheathed.

Zhao Yun clutched his neck, at this moment, he finally woke up.

Zhao Ju's eyes were cold, he put his sword back into its sheath, and said in a deep voice, "Zhao Yun, Li Zong, died of an illness, and before his death, he sat in Zhao Ju, the king of faith."

"Pass down my will, honorably bury Emperor Lizong and send him to the imperial mausoleum!"

"See your majesty, long live my emperor, long live!"

The officials immediately knelt down, and at this moment, there was only one voice in the Jinluan Hall.

Li Er looked at Zhao Ju who was in high spirits on the dragon chair, smiled lightly and said to the little dragon girl beside him, "Longer, this is the royal family, and the Tian family has never had family affection."

Xiao Longnv nodded slowly, and smiled at Li Er, "He is his emperor, it has nothing to do with us."

Li Er and Xiao Longnv are about to leave the Golden Temple.

"Sword Immortal stay behind!"

Seeing that Li Er was about to leave with Xiaolongnv, Zhao Ju immediately stood up and spoke.

Lear turned his head and looked at Zhao Ju, who was aloof, with a half-smile, and asked, "Why, His Majesty wants to cross the river and tear down the bridge, leaving Li behind?"

Zhao Ju was shocked, dripping with cold sweat, and waved his hands again and again, "Sword Immortal misunderstood, Zhao Ju has no such intentions. It's just that the new dynasty has just been established, the court is in turmoil, and Mongolia is watching. In a few days, the news of Zhao Ju's ascension to the throne will be over." It will be passed to the ears of the Mongol emperor, and at that time the Mongols will definitely raise their troops to invade our Song territory."

"Zhao Ju implores the Sword Immortal to stay and help Zhao Ju restore the world to a bright and beautiful mountain and river, Haiyan Heqing!"

Li Er shook his head, looked at Zhao Ju, and said, "Li has no intention of meddling in the affairs of the court. Li can solve the Mongolian invasion for you."

"The new dynasty has just been established, and the government is unstable. The first thing you need to do right now is to clean up the court, reform the evil and promote the new, and vigorously develop the military and people's livelihood. As for the Mongolian invasion, Li will take the sword to Dadu and let the Mongolian royal family Sign the covenant and not violate Song Dynasty within ten years."

"The stability of these ten years is the last thing Li will do for the people of the world. Where the world will go in the future, and where the Song Dynasty will go, has nothing to do with Li."

"Zhao Ju, take care of yourself!"

After speaking, Li Er led the little dragon girl out of the Golden Luan Hall.

Looking at Lear's back, Zhao Ju said in a loud voice, "Zhao Ju remembers the teachings of the Sword Immortal and will never forget it for the rest of his life.

"Congratulations to the Sword Immortal!"

Hearing Zhao Ju's voice behind him, Lear smiled without saying a word.

Next, he, Mr. Li, will go to Dadu with his sword to frighten the Mongolian royal family, so that Mongolia will not violate the Song Dynasty for ten years.

This time, he went against the general trend and wanted to extend the country for another 200 years for the Song Dynasty.

What should be done, he, Li, will do it.

Whether Zhao Ju can rejuvenate the Great Song Dynasty depends entirely on himself.

Chapter 74 Immortals come from the south, and the sword overwhelms a country

Li Zong died, Xin Wang Zhao Ju came to the throne, and changed the name of the country to Xianqi.

In the first year of Xianqi, Emperor Zhao Ju promoted Wen Tianyang to be prime minister and vigorously promoted reforms.

In the first year of Xianqi, on August [-]th, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival.

A big eagle soared into the sky and flew to the capital of Yuanting.

Dadu, the imperial city.

In the imperial city, the emperor Wokuotai hosted a grand banquet for his ministers, and almost all the Mongolian royal family arrived.

Looking at the full moon in the sky, Wo Kuotai picked up an osmanthus mooncake and said with a smile, "Appreciating the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival has been a tradition in Nanban since ancient times. As far as this small mooncake is concerned, if it wasn't for capturing the Central Plains, where would the son of Changshengtian be?" Do you know that there is such a delicious food in the world?"

On the side, a prince replied, "The things of the Nanman are really exquisite. The Nanman has occupied this land for too long. The Temujin family has a golden blood, rising from the bitter cold desert. All glory belongs to the golden family!"

"That's right, when we capture Lin'an, the Golden Family will rule the world, permanently occupy the land of the Central Plains, and never suffer from the desert wind and sand!"

Wo Kuotai was not in high spirits, and said sadly, "There is a poet in Nanban named Su Shi. I really like his water melody song, especially the line in it. I hope you will live a long life and share the beautiful beauty of thousands of miles away."

"Brother Meng is my most promising junior, and the eldest son of my fourth brother, Torre, who has made great contributions to me."

"The moon is full today, where is Meng Ge?"

Okuotai was the third son of Temujin, an old man with a gray beard and sadness in his eyes.

Meng Ge is Wo Kuotai's most valued junior and also Wo Kuotai's favorite nephew. He intends to pass the throne to Meng Ge before his death.

But Meng Ge is dead!

Died on the battlefield to attack Xiangyang.

Around, everyone dared not speak, for fear of touching Wo Kuo Tai mold.

Wo Kuotai was not immersed in sadness for too long, he raised his head like an old eagle, but his eyes were still sharp, "What did the court of the Southern Song Dynasty say, are they willing to hand over that sword fairy?"

"Your Majesty, the envoys we sent to the Southern Song Dynasty have not returned!"

"Ok?"

Wo Kuotai suddenly turned his head.

Prime Minister Tacha'er didn't dare to look directly into Wo Kuotai's eyes, and continued to answer, "According to the information just sent back by the detailed work, there was a coup in the Southern Song court. The letter king Zhao Ju killed Jin Luan, and he has already ascended the throne and changed to Yuan Xianqi."

"The new emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty hated me, Da Yuan, vigorously cleaned up the court, developed the military, prepared his troops and horses, and prepared to show his grand plans."

Wo Kuotai laughed and said sarcastically, "The Nanman has been weak for a long time, and it was formed over hundreds of years. If you want to innovate, can it be achieved overnight?"

"The old emperor passed away and the new emperor ascended the throne. The hearts of the southern barbarians are in turmoil. This is our opportunity. From now on, the army will crush the Song Dynasty!"

As soon as Wo Kuotai's words fell, everyone was shrouded in shadow.