Born short-lived

Chapter 45 Undercurrent

"What a piece of jade." Wang Sheng leaned on the tower pillar behind Dong Sheng, seeming to have something to say.

Dong Sheng looked at the team of convoys that were drifting away from a distance, and slowly merged into the blue in the extreme distance.That piece of jade was a thank-you gift from Aldan at that time, and even in Sri Lanka, which is rich in jewels, such a fineness is an extremely high-end product.After he returned to Huajing, he gave the jade to the people of Tiangongyuan to carve, and found the best master, and it took a whole month to polish it.

"It's not good, I can't give it away either." Dong Sheng put on his clothes to the end, watched the convoy disappear from sight, then turned around leisurely and prepared to go down the tower, "Let's go, there are still many things in the court."

The past life just looked at him, but didn't say anything.

Moyu is the spirit stone of Hei Ling, especially that piece of Moyu chime is engraved with incantations.

Rebirth: "Baoyu is psychic, how do you know that he can empathize with you?"

"How will you know if you don't try?" Dong Sheng walked down nonchalantly, leaving Past Life behind without looking back, "Except for him, who else can be."

Hua Xu safely sent off the mission to Panyang, but the territory was not very stable.Although the Muslims took back the military power of the black flag and set up a local management like the state capital, a large number of black flag warriors fled, making the entire southern border of Nanyang, and even the central part of Huaxu not very peaceful.

There are very few Islamic officials who are willing to serve in the black flag, and there are no warriors under the heavy money. Coupled with the rampant plague, the time for the new official to take office has been postponed for more than a month.And in just over a month, the number of Black Banner warriors who fled and dispersed reached thousands.

This is tantamount to a potentially huge threat. Hua Xu spread the flames of fire across the four borders overnight, demanding strict investigation and strict defense, and he was determined not to let the scattered black banner people in.

But it was already too late when this order was issued. The Black Banner people mixed with Huaxu's aid team traveling to and from Sri Lanka, and entered from southern Xinjiang or the southeast sea.The first time Hua Xu knew about this incident was because a few frenzied black flag warriors burned and killed a village in southern Xinjiang. Five or six families were almost completely wiped out. The scene was quite tragic.

Now that the matter has come to this point, few people think of dealing with Da Ling who was forced back by them just now.

It is really unbelievable that the extremely loyal hidden stake in Tianji Pavilion turned against the water.Who is the backstabber in the countries of Sealand and why they turned back are unknown. What is known is that because of that one's confession, almost all the backstabbers of Daling in the West were pulled out. do.

Some of the hidden stakes that were pulled out were executed, and the rest were packed up by the Westerners and thrown back to Da Ling.

The palace in Jindu was gloomy, and the envoys from the Western countries stayed in the Palace of Nations in a posture of crying, making trouble, and hanged themselves, forcing Da Ling to give an explanation.It seems that if Da Ling can't satisfy them, they will hang themselves collectively in front of the Palace of Nations.

No matter how fierce a hooligan is, he is no match for a shrew carrying a dung bucket.

Counting the Western countries separately, none of them can fall into the eyes of Da Ling.But if these cobblers are tied together, they can also tie up several Zhuge Liangs—the Zhuge Liangs in the desperate situation.

Wendell can't help it either.

Kneeling in front of Prince Galley's bedchamber was a young knight. He had soft wine-red hair, his brown pupils were calm, and his silver helmet was tucked under his arms. He knelt on his knees for an unknown how long.

Galley opened the window slightly in the room and looked out, with a gloomy face, closed the window silently, and sighed.

The guards around him hurriedly lowered their heads, and everyone in the bedroom fell silent.

Until the young and handsome prince stood up and pushed the door to go out.

The statue-like young knight only raised his head slightly the moment the prince went out.

"Jel, do you hate me?" Gale looked at him, squatting down on his own, "Do you hate me?"

Jieer raised his red eyes, and his originally fair face was completely devoid of blood. He opened his mouth slightly, his lips trembling, and said, "Please... let me bring back my father."

Garley looked at him fixedly, sighed long, stretched his arms around his shoulders and hugged him, and whispered in his ear: "I will definitely bring you Mr. Warri's body back, but in the current situation , you can’t act impulsively anyway, you know?”

Jieer didn't say a word, his neck was stiff, his whole body was tense, and the tears in his eyes were about to burst. He raised his head in time to hold back.

"I can't keep your father," the prince's face became more and more gloomy, only his blue eyes were amazingly bright, although his tone was low, but the trembling could be faintly heard, "but at least I must keep you."

The prince's words were like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Jere's nose suddenly became sour, and the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time were washed away. He opened his mouth and said in a hoarse voice: "Your Highness..."

"Tell me," Garley asked in a deep voice, "do you hate me?"

Jieer shook his head, warm liquid flowed down his cheeks, and soon wet the clothes on Garley's shoulders: "No, Your Highness."

"Then do you hate my father?"

Jere was taken aback, but still shook his head stiffly.

After a long silence, Jieer said hoarsely: "My father died for the country."

Tianji Pavilion's hidden stake in the West turned against the water, and Wendell put all the shit on the head of Tianji Pavilion with ease, but he was reluctant to pull the chief executive of Tianji Pavilion out for a blood sacrifice.So Jieer's father, the adjutant of Tianji Pavilion, became a scapegoat almost "as it should be", and was beheaded by Wendell a few days ago. Until now, the head of the "rebel" Charlie Warri is still hanging on the city wall of Jindu .

When Gale heard this order, he couldn't help feeling chills—he didn't expect that they would be forced into such a situation by Westerners and Hua Xu in such a majestic way: he also didn't expect that his father would be so ruthless in his actions .

That is a veteran of more than 30 years.

"Those stupid savages from the Eastern Continent, and those bastards from the West," Galei said, his eyes red, and he patted the back of Jieer's neck heavily. "We will make them pay with blood."

Gale thought, but he just didn't believe it. The Eastern Continent, which seems to be in harmony with the gods, could be an airtight wall. There are always places that Hua Xu can't reach or reach.

The mourning period in Panyang is coming to an end, and the new emperor will ascend the throne soon. Zhou Zirong tried every means to speed up the journey, but most of the envoys are old and weak civil servants.And because of the smooth weather in the past few days, Zhou Zirong changed to the waterway after leaving Huajing City, traveling eastward from the upper reaches of the Wuyou River.

The river embankment from Chu to Jiangxi and Anhui was built magnificently. When the embankment was built back then, considering the huge loss of spiritual energy, the supply of the Huaxu River Clan to carry the Great Wall of the Four Territories was already at its limit, so the operation was entirely dependent on water power. The stored spiritual energy will only be used when the water in the river drops every year.

"Open—boat—gate—"

"General," Luo Chi sent the order talisman to the herald, and then ran over to Zhou Zirong, "the Jiangxi-Anhui port is ahead, do you need a little rest..."

"No need," Zhou Zirong held the piece of black jade in his hand, watched the huge ship lock open, the waterway was divided into two parts, and the sound of machinery roared in his ears, "Come to Jinling before tomorrow morning."

The white waves of the great river, while running the towering embankment of the Lanjiang River, are also constrained by the embankment.

The middle part of the Wuyou River is infinitely prosperous, and the levee project to block the river is so huge, but there is no trace of spiritual power.

Only when they look up occasionally, there will be a few "gray pigeons" hovering above their heads.This kind of psionic device is extremely bird-like, although it doesn't look like a gray dove, but perhaps it was named so because the person who invented it especially liked gray doves.

This "gray pigeon" is made of extremely light fine iron, with white crystals in its belly, powered by psionic energy, and usually hovers over these important fortifications, with a special enemy on one side, and also to verify the faces and identities of passers-by.

Zhou Zirong: "Is there any news from Panyang?"

Luo Chi shook his head: "Since the news of the national funeral came out, there has been no follow-up."

Zhou Zirong was silent for a while.

Under normal circumstances, after a national funeral, there should be news of the successor, but this time there was no such thing.The old emperor of Panyang is a real old and dishonest person in private matters, his daughters are running around, and his sons are all over the world - if it's not that there are no successors, then it must be...

Zhou Zirong's eyelids twitched twice, and he asked again, "What about Huajing City?"

"Huajing City?" Luo Chi looked at him puzzled, "I didn't ask... Nothing about Huajing City has anything to do with us now, and we won't be notified if it's not a big deal."

Zhou Zirong smiled and said, "How long will it take to reach the East China Sea?"

"Within two days..." Luo Chi was a little worried, "What's wrong with the general? Is there anything to worry about?"

"The spirit bird sent a letter to Yuanli, asking him to take someone to Huajing City to watch, and notify me immediately if there is any change."

Although Luo Chi didn't know what he was worried about, he still didn't ask any further questions, and just responded with oil on the soles of his feet and went to do it.

Dong Sheng was awakened by a dream in the middle of the night, not to say how terrifying the dream was, but it just made him feel bored from the beginning to the end, with a sense of emptiness and anxiety.

He lay on the bed with his eyes open, staring blankly at the top of the bed curtain in a daze.

Maybe it's because the bed in the Eastern Palace is too soft, and it's because he wasn't used to sleeping for a while?

In his dream, he saw a man covered in fire. The man was wearing armor, and the flames could not hurt him at all.It's just that the dream was indistinct, no matter how hard he looked at it, he couldn't see the man's face clearly, he just felt that the man was looking at him for no reason.

Dong Sheng turned over on his side, accidentally caught a glimpse of the birthmark on his wrist.

This birthmark looks very strange, like a scar that has been burned by a raging fire. If the maid who delivered the baby and the imperial doctor hadn't seen him with his own eyes when he was just born, no one would believe that the birthmark could grow like this.

Dong Sheng missed a beat inexplicably.

"what happened?"

[The author has something to say: that knight was the one standing next to the prince when Zhou Zirong went to Daling to attend the meeting. I don’t know if you still have any impression. .

In addition, please comment, please collect, please everyone. . 】

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