Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

Bianliang, Yushitai.

The clouds are thick and the sky is low, and the boundless drizzle connects the sky and the earth. The city is so quiet that only the sound of rain can be heard, and the bluestone slab official road has been washed spotless.

The Yushitai continued to rotate all night, the lights were brightly lit, and some people hurried in and out with files.

The fresh and cool water vapor wraps Bianliang, and enters the house with the wind, blowing away the tiredness of sleepless nights.

"grown ups."

Shi Yushi came over quickly: "This is the important case book for the political affairs, and it has been sorted out."

Yu Shi Zhongcheng was still drafting another document, without raising his head: "Get ready, and send it to the Zhengshitang tomorrow."

Shi Yushi responded, looked at the documents spread out on the case, and stopped talking.

Yu Shi Zhongcheng glanced at him: "Is there anything else?"

"My lord, this letter..."

The censor hesitated for a while, then whispered: "Would you like to wait a little longer?"

"Now the Minister of Dali Temple and Kaifeng Seal are all out of Beijing due to incidents, the Ministry of Punishment has not been restored, and only the Yushitai is left in the Judiciary."

Shi Yushi said: "Your Excellency has a lot to do, if you postpone one or two things, you won't be held accountable..."

Censor Zhongcheng put down his pen, raised his head and asked, "Why do you want to postpone it?"

Shi Yushi was stopped by him, a little speechless, blushed and stood where he was.

Beijing and China are changing day and night. From the first news of the victory in Northern Xinjiang to flying back to Bianliang, Yushitai has never stopped to be busy even for a moment.

The one who was sent back to the capital on a fast horse recently was King Xiang's self-reported confession document of how he had forced the Marquis of Zhenyuan to suppress and frame Yunlang in the past, how he had lost his soldiers to protect the commander, and the Sheyun family had saved the six princes from crimes.

Yushitai follows the old system of supervision and administration, pickets and law enforcement, and rectification of discipline.Any old clerk who is used to drafting documents will know at a glance what kind of earth-shattering and earth-shattering this document will cause in the government and the public if it is properly sorted out and printed.

"The drafting of this document not only proves the innocence of General Yun Hui."

Shi Yushi clenched his fists, lowered his head and said in a low voice: "It's no different from..."

Yushi Zhongcheng: "It is tantamount to convicting the current emperor."

Shi Yushi broke out in a cold sweat: "My lord!"

"At the current juncture, although there is no room for change, how can the adults take care of this kind of thing?"

The censor waited anxiously: "Since ancient times, slandering the emperor has been an unforgivable crime. Even in the current situation, is it possible that the new king will tolerate a censor who personally condemned the emperor when he came to the throne? Sir, think twice..."

"Think twice." Yu Shi Zhongcheng buried his head again, "I need to write faster."

Shi Yushi was tongue-tied and speechless for a long time.

"Master Shen Zhizhengshi told me that it is difficult to weigh this matter."

Yu Shi Zhongcheng buried his head in writing for a while, and fanned the ink with his sleeves: "What's so important? Those two people, don't they believe it?"

"Prince Yan and General Yun are naturally trustworthy...but under the current situation, King Yan has no intention of succeeding to the throne."

Shi Yushi was anxious in his heart: "If someone else succeeds—"

"It doesn't matter whoever succeeds to the throne." Censor Zhongcheng finished writing the last word, "I ask you, is it the prestigious Shuofang Army who handed over King Yan and General Yun, or the purge of the imperial court and the rectification of the throne? "

Shi Yushi couldn't answer, thought hard for a while, and said blankly: "Aren't these all?"

"neither."

Censor Zhongcheng threw the bamboo pen in his hand, copied the volume of documents, got up and said: "What they handed over is that you and I can speak loudly, officials can be confident in their duties, soldiers can fight wars with peace of mind, and the people can live with peace of mind. Yes, the magnanimous world that should have existed long ago."

Shi Yushi stood there stunned, staring at him, his chest heaving.

He stood there in a daze for so long that his eyes dimmed with water, and then he shivered and came back to his senses.

Yushi Zhongcheng pushed open the window, letting the fresh morning breeze after the rain pour into the house, without further delay, he put on his clothes and walked out of Yushitai quickly.

Forbidden Palace.

In the gloomy Wende Hall, the heavy and gorgeous brocade curtains still strictly cover the high windows on all sides.

The servant kept silent, and stood in the corner with his neck shrunk, not daring to let out a breath.The hall was in a mess, the ground was full of scattered memorials and books, the hot tea was spilled on the ground, and there were patches of deep and shallow water stains.

From the Yushitai, the confession of King Xiang was submitted to the Zhengshi Hall, and Shen Zhizhengshi personally used the seal to announce it to the world, and the Wende Hall became like this day after day.

The emperor sat in the shadows, these days, apart from screaming in rage and despair, he just sat motionless and slumped on the dragon chair.

If we go back to the beginning, if someone dares to hand over such a document of slandering the emperor, even without the emperor personally confessing, someone will take care of these daring and rebellious ministers.

……

But today, looking at the government and the public, he has no reliance to reject this document.

Six years ago, he exhausted all his tricks and used the power of King Xiang to get rid of his confidant's troubles.

The first emperor was seriously ill, and he came to the court to supervise the country, and walked step by step until today. He thought he had everything in his hands, and he just waited to slowly close it.But he didn't think that if only one person came back and woke up, he would be able to completely overthrow the situation he had painstakingly planned.

When Xiao Shuo and Yun Lang sent troops, he still had a thought in mind, if Beijiang was defeated and Shuofang's army was wiped out, the palace would still be able to give it a try.But day after day of torment passed, and what was waiting in the end was the victory report that would surely come back whenever General Yun Hui went out to fight.

"Master..."

The emperor's throat was so dry that it was hoarse when he spoke: "Where is the Grand Master?"

The servant buried his head deeply, not daring to speak.

"Chanzhi Zhengshi can put me under house arrest in this Wende Palace, can it also prevent me from seeing Yue Zhang?"

The emperor sternly shouted: "Call the grand master! I want to see Grand Master Pang! His first daughter is still my queen now. Could it be that Grand Master Pang doesn't want this first daughter and two princes anymore?!"

The hall was quiet, and the emperor's voice echoed hollowly, almost faintly mournful: "I know that his Pang family has voted for King Xiang! Now that King Xiang has failed, can the Pang family have a good end? I forgive his death crime, and work together with me to punish the traitors!"

"emperor."

The servant trembled and knelt on the ground: "Grand Master, Grand Master has—"

The emperor stared hard: "What's wrong?!"

"I saw the day when the Zhengshitang issued the document, the first prince and the second prince went out of the palace and went to the Grand Master's Mansion."

The servant said in a trembling voice: "I want to hand in the name certificate, and I will borrow the head of the master from the grand master..."

There was a buzzing sound in the emperor's head, he shook violently, and fell down on the dragon chair without strength.

He was suddenly out of breath, pressed his chest, and gasped for breath: "The two of them... where are they now?"

The emperor took a heavy breath with difficulty, and said in a harsh voice, "Call them to come..."

The servant knelt down on the ground and wanted to continue talking, but when he heard the footsteps and turned around, his face turned pale, he closed his mouth tightly and crawled to the side.

The emperor gasped for a moment, raised his head, and looked for a while before seeing the two figures in front of him clearly.

The eldest son of the emperor, Xiao Hong, and the second son, Xiao Si.

The situation inside and outside the Forbidden Palace these days is unpredictable, and the two princes are undoubtedly not very happy, their expressions are somewhat embarrassed, and Xiao Si's cuffs are still stained with dark blood.

"……good."

The emperor suppressed the turbulent blood, and smiled with difficulty: "It's a bit... my decisive method."

The emperor stabilized his mind, and tried his best to speak slowly: "Pang Taishi conspired to rebel, and his crime should be punished. You two killed your relatives righteously, and I am very relieved..."

Before he finished speaking, the two people in front of him had already bent down and knelt down.

The emperor's face changed slightly.

If these two people didn't kneel, he still had some confidence. Seeing the two sons kneeling in front of him, he felt panicked and moved back: "You, you—"

Xiao Hong kowtowed, stepped forward on his knees, and took out a jade bottle from his sleeve.

"What are you going to do?!"

The emperor's pupils shrank suddenly: "I am your father!"

"Father." Xiao Hong avoided his gaze, held the jade bottle and said, "For my son, you should do this..."

The emperor's chest was cold: "...what?"

"Xiao Shuo doesn't want to be emperor, my son has already found out."

Xiao Hong said in a low voice: "If you abdicate, isn't the most suitable person to succeed you? I am willing to be their puppets, and they can do whatever they want. I will never intervene, and I will never take revenge. They won't believe what they say, just relying on grandfather's head, I'm afraid it's not enough..."

Xiao Hong lowered his head: "Father, you are useless now."

The emperor clutched the armrest of the dragon chair, all the blood in his body seemed to have condensed, and the voice came back from a very far away place: "You... what are you going to do?"

"Father, only after you die can your subjects live."

Xiao Si knelt behind, his voice trembling faintly: "Now that Xiao Shuo is approaching, do you still have a choice? Now you can only protect your servants..."

The emperor listened in a daze, unable to pull up any strength, his blood was pounding against his eardrums, and there was a sharp roar in his ears.

He looked in front of him, and in the field of vision flushed with blood, there were his two sons for a while, but he was in a daze for a while, and he went back to the time when the late emperor was dying.

He was still the prince, kneeling in front of the couch with burning palm marks on his face.

"In the current situation, the son must succeed." He didn't dare to meet the late emperor's eyes, but said in a low voice, "Father, you are useless now..."

The light and shadow were broken and distorted, at one time it was the bitter medicine in the Xiandi Palace, at another time it was the bloody blood of Yushitai Prison.

He ordered someone to behead the doctor Yushi who gave his life to stop in front of Wutai Prison, knocked out Yushi Zhongcheng who was struggling desperately, and put the bottle of poison in front of King Duan.

"Brother, only when you die can your sister-in-law and nephew live."

"I can live."

"Prince Xiang's power has spread all over the government and the public, and his desire to rebel against the country is obvious. I have no choice but to take this step..."

The emperor was in a trance, his body convulsed, a bloody smell welled up his mouth and nose, and sprinkled on the skirt of his clothes.

Jin Wuwei stepped forward quickly and supported him: "Your Majesty."

"Okay." The emperor's lips were full of blood, but he laughed instead, "Okay, okay."

His face was pale, but his eyes were blood red. He looked straight at the two sons in front of him, pushed the waiter away, and stood up staggeringly: "Come on."

Xiao Hong told him to choose someone and kill him with murderous aura, he shivered and hesitated.

"I learned my wolf-heartedness, ruthlessness and viciousness, and I even learned my courage and wrist!"

The emperor snapped: "Come!"

Xiao Hong was so frightened that he stepped forward tremblingly, trying to open the jade bottle containing the life-threatening poison, but suddenly there was severe pain in his chest and abdomen.

Xiao Hong opened his mouth, lowered his head blankly, and looked at the waist knife piercing his chest and abdomen.

The emperor drew the long knife at the waist of the Jin Wuwei, pierced the son with one knife, and pulled it out forcefully, without looking at it, he walked towards the second one not far away.

Xiao Si was so frightened that his face turned ashen, and he staggered and rolled back: "Father! Father, spare me! I dare not, I—"

There was chaos in the palace, Chang Ji, the right general of the Jinwu Guard, heard the noise, and hurried in, his eyes widened in amazement at the situation in front of him, and the horizontal sheath stopped the blood-dripping waist knife that had already been cut in front of Xiao Si: "Your Majesty! What are you doing?" ?”

"The heart of a wolf, the heart of a wolf..."

The emperor laughed loudly: "Damn it! Everyone should die!"

The Jinwu guards were not allowed to strike at the emperor, Chang Ji could only stop him for a while, but before he could regain his senses, he was pushed away forcefully.

The long knife slashed down head-on, Xiao Si couldn't escape, and fell into a pool of blood with his eyes wide open.

There was still panic and panic in his eyes, but he was completely speechless, trembling and silent.

The emperor was covered in blood, staggered and stood still and laughed loudly: "Die, everyone deserves to die, everyone deserves..."

He was about to kill himself with a horizontal knife, and the blade had just cut through the flesh of his neck, but Chang Ji had already stepped forward to stop him firmly.

"Let go!" The emperor's eyes were red, "I know you belong to him too! You are all his people! Don't you just want me to die? I deserved it myself, and now I have suffered retribution. My son is here to kill me! I killed all the traitors for you, all of them, I don’t owe—"

Chang Ji asked, "Don't you owe anything?"

The emperor trembled, and there was a hint of fear in his almost crazy eyes.

"Your Majesty, you have committed many crimes, and you have to bear the blame."

Chang Ji's expression was still the obedience of Jin Wuwei's right general, but he firmly held his knife in his hand, lowered his eyes and said: "King Duan... no, neither is the first emperor."

"General Yun, His Royal Highness King Yan."

Chang Ji said: "They are all innocent people."

The emperor trembled, and said in a harsh voice: "Shut up, shut up..."

"Don't you dare to listen?" Chang Ji said, "This Wende Hall shouldn't be stained with blood."

There was no blood left on the emperor's face, he was trembling, mumbling something vaguely, trying to push Chang Ji away.

"We never want anyone to die. Do you think General Yun came back to avenge you with His Highness King Yan?"

Chang Ji: "They're not here for revenge, Your Majesty."

If it is just revenge, it is too easy with Yun Lang's skill and Xiao Shuo's means.

If it was just for revenge, as early as six years ago, everything would be a river of blood, cleansed hatred, sinister plots waiting for opportunities, and Bianliang City, which was destroyed by rebels and foreign aggressors. All epilogues.

Then the country was destroyed and the family was destroyed, the mountains and rivers were no longer there, and the dead bones of the war were piled up to blot out the sun.

"They're here to take back that original future."

Chang Ji looked at him: "General Yun has brought the old man back, Your Majesty."

The emperor looked at him blankly, the madness in his eyes slowly receding, as if his mind had been taken away, leaving only a dead shell.

With quick hands and feet, the Jin Wuwei cleaned up the mess in the hall and pulled back the heavy brocade curtain.

In the early morning after the rain, the sun is bright.The dazzling light came in, and the dust in the hall reflected the sun and floated up and down, making people unable to open their eyes.

"Your life doesn't matter."

Chang Ji took the knife out of his hand, wiped it clean and put it back into the sheath: "Just don't use this despicable evil spirit to disturb the loyal souls returning home again today."

In May of the second year of Jiaping, the Shuofang Army, which had been in the north of Yanyun, returned to Beijing and re-entered the Shuofang Barracks, which had been abandoned for several years.

The master of great merit returned to Beijing, but the emperor did not show up. Instead, he ordered Shen Zhizheng to welcome him on his behalf.

The various changes in the capital during this period, together with the return of the powerful army this time, finally made the most dull people in the capital aware of the signs that the world will change soon.

King Jing knew that there would be turmoil in the capital at this time, so he went all out, regardless of the so-called safe way out, and only said that if the two of them had any troubles, he, as an uncle, would be responsible.

He patted his chest with his front foot, and just after he left the Shuofang army camp, he was stopped by Shang Ke, who handed a heavy brocade box into his arms.It is said that it was entrusted by King Yan as a gift. Once this thing is taken, there will be many difficulties and obstacles. Only King Jing can relieve the two of them.

King Jing asked these people to nurture him for a long time, and a sense of pride arose spontaneously, without asking what it was, he took it and put it in his arms, and was happily led to the political affairs hall.

Shen Zhizheng sits in the middle of the capital, arranges the government affairs, everyone performs their own duties, the court and the people in the palace are immersed in their work, and they have never been stirred up by such a big event.

In Yushitai Prison, King Xiang was heavily chained, his eyes slowly lifted up, and fell on the figure walking in front of him.

He has been interrogated by Yushitai and Kaifeng Yin in turn, and every criminal evidence in the past has been tried.At this time, King Xiang was no longer as calm as when he saw Xiao Shuo, his hair was disheveled, his face was haggard, and his body was full of embarrassing scars.

Following the voice of the people, King Xiang's dead gray eyes moved, and when he saw the person clearly, there was a gloomy and cold expression in an instant: "Pojun..."

"Shang Ke."

The Minister of Dali Temple stood still and bowed his hands in salute: "I have seen King Xiang."

King Xiang sneered, slowly lowered his eyelids, and said hoarsely, "What's wrong with the emperor?"

"Crazy." Shang Ke said, "He roars every day, wanting to see King Yan and General Yun."

King Xiang's eyes were filled with cold poison: "Has Xiao Shuo gone to see you?"

Shang Ke: "No."

King Xiang was slightly startled, and suddenly raised his head.

"Not everyone likes to watch the losers when they have the upper hand."

Shang Ke said: "It was you who sent the imperial rice to the palace, and also the Jiangzhen incense?"

King Xiang was used to the zodiac envoy's posture of bowing his head and obediently obeying orders, when he was questioned like this, the end of his eyes almost jumped angrily, he suppressed himself, and said in a hoarse voice: "So what?"

"I gave him the last chance. He is weak and can't be used... He's crazy if he says he's crazy."

King Xiang was hanging on the iron chain, and hissed: "If he can last until the day when he seizes the jade seal, and force Xiao Shuo Yunlang to see him, then the two of them will be poisoned with real incense and poppy poison."

"The fragrance of Jiangzhen is used externally, and the poison of poppy is used internally. It can disturb people's will and turn people into animals."

King Xiang lowered his head, with strange madness in his eyes: "It's because he didn't use it, it's because he was stupid, he had a chance to take revenge..."

Shang Ke: "My lord."

King Xiang shuddered, then came back to his senses and looked at Shang Ke.

Shang Ke held a bowl of tea in his hand, only smelling the fragrance of the tea was the calming tea prepared every day in Prince Xiang's Mansion.

……

This tea was only brewed by his personal dark guards. After the defeat in Yingcheng, all the dark guards died in the bloody battle, so he never drank it again.

King Xiang looked at Shang Ke, the boundless cold rose from his bones, and his teeth were chattering.

He stared at the bowl of tea, hissed, "This is—"

"These days, the prince feels restless, always in pain?"

Shang Ke said: "I heard people say that when the prince had a fit, he grabbed the ground with his head and used those tortures on himself..."

"Nonsense!" King Xiang's eyes were tearing, and he hissed, "This king cannot bear the humiliation, and he is determined to die for martyrdom!"

Shang Ke looked at him quietly for a while, nodded, and walked to the prison gate.

These days, people arranged by Shang Ke have been guarding King Xiang.At any time, a furnace of sandalwood is always lit near King Xiang's prison to dispel blood.

King Xiang's pupils almost froze, and he was about to pounce on him desperately, the iron chain clanging loudly: "How dare you! Pojun—Shang Ke, this king has never treated you badly—"

"My lord is not mean to me."

Shang Ke said: "Over the years, my lord has forced me to kill 17 people, destroy 36 houses, and secretly exclude and frame countless people. There are nine Zodiac envoys, and the remaining eight, each of them has more blood and lives than these. .”

King Xiang trembled, his throat rang, and he was forced to stop talking by the coldness of his body.

"The hands of King Yan and General Yun should not be stained with the blood of villains like you."

Shang Ke said calmly: "I originally wanted to kill you for them, and then I would kill myself to thank my best friend Shien. I am sorry for the absurdity of my life...but now it is not my turn."

Shang Ke walked over and poured the bowl of tea in his hand on the incense burner.

Poppy poison taken internally can disturb people's will, and Jiangzhenxiang used externally can confuse people's mind.

If these two things are applied to people together, if the opium poppy poison is removed, they will be hysterical and painful all the time, and if the Jiangzhen incense is removed, the mind will lose its guard and there will be no way back.

King Xiang had the upper hand in the past, went to the palace to meet the emperor, threatened the emperor with a blood oath in Dali Temple, and the private soldiers of Prince Xiang's mansion and the cavalry of Xixia to force the emperor to abdicate.

From that day on, in the herbal tea that King Xiang took every day, Shang Ke found imperial rice that had been ground into powder.

The palace and Prince Xiang's Mansion, each step by step, worked out all the traps, and in the end, all these traps fell on him.

The incense burner was splashed with tea, and the curling smoke was completely cold.

There was an inhuman screaming sound behind him, Shang Ke paused slightly, without looking back, threw the tea bowl on the ground, and walked out of Yushitai.

……

Outside Yushitai Prison, Yushi Zhongcheng stood quietly with his hands behind his back without saying a word.

He stood there all the time, watching Shang Ke walk away, and ordered someone to close the prison door tightly, blocking the howling and howling of beasts in the depths.

"grown ups!"

A censor came running in, holding up a seal to seal Mingzhao, breathless with excitement: "In the palace, there is news in the palace!"

Yu Shi Zhongcheng grabbed him: "What news?"

"It is decided that King Jing will inherit the great unification. King Yan and General Yun will not leave, and the troops will stay in command until all the reforms in the government and the opposition are completed. This is the first Ming Dynasty, and it will be sealed by Yushitai!"

Shi Yushi took a breath, paused and said, "Although King Jing doesn't seem very willing..."

"Good!" Censor Zhongcheng laughed, "Very good! Where are King Yan and General Yun?"

"It's on the street!" Shi Yushi said, "The car driving back to the mansion is surrounded by the common people, and everyone wants to kowtow a few times, and send the good things at home to King Yan's mansion!"

"His Royal Highness King Yan wears court clothes, so majestic!"

The censor's eyes were full of bright colors: "General Yun is bright and handsome, how many young people want to join the army! The silver saddle shines on the white horse, and it rustles like shooting stars!"

Censor Zhongcheng had a happy heart, and without listening to him finish, he waved his sleeves and walked out.

Behind him, the censor from before suddenly caught up and said anxiously: "My lord!"

Yu Shi Zhongcheng came back to his senses, his eyes brightened: "What else is there?"

"Really?"

The censor Shi Dingding looked at him: "Really... there will be such a day?"

"The government and the public have their own positions, and everyone performs their duties."

The young censor Shi still firmly remembered his words: "You can speak loudly with confidence, you can be an official with peace of mind, the soldiers can fight with peace of mind, and the people can live with peace of mind..."

"Naturally."

Censor Zhongcheng asked him to stop him, and said with a smile: "During the reign of the first emperor, you had never been an official, and you had never seen the scene at that time. If King Duan succeeded to the throne in the past, there would be His Royal Highness Ansheji inside, and General Yun Dingshanhe outside..."

Yu Shi Zhongcheng took a deep breath to clear away the dullness and stagnation in his chest.

He stopped talking downwards, held his breath and raised his head, exhaling all the turbid breath, and his eyes met the bright sun shining through the clouds.

"Let's go, follow me into the palace."

Yu Shi Zhongcheng patted the shoulder of the young operator in front of him, and said with a smile: "The rain is clear and the sky is already dawn."

……

On the most prosperous main street in Bianliang, the official roads are spotless, the breeze after the rain spreads the fragrance of wine, and the voices of people are full of joy.

Xiao Shuo reined in his horse and ordered the old master to thank the gifts one by one, scattered the prepared red cloth and copper coins into the crowd, and turned to look at Yunlang.

When General Yun came out of the palace, he talked fast and teased Xiao Xiaowang and returned the door.Seeing the servants and soldiers of the mansion meticulously gifting money back to the people, his face was hot, he steered the horse around twice awkwardly, got a little on the saddle, and jumped up to the eaves.

Xiao Shuo steered his horse back, cupped his hands at the crowd and said, "This king is going to chase after the princess, please make way."

The crowd roared with good-natured cheers, and a tall one immediately lifted his baby on his shoulders to help His Royal Highness King Yan guide the way: "Quick, the baby said he was going to Jinliang Bridge! Your Highness, hurry up..."

Xiao Shuo raised his hand to express his thanks, and everyone immediately gave way to open a spacious passage without ordering.

There is a lot of people inside and outside the restaurant, and the colorful building in front of the restaurant is full of lively scenes, just drink to your heart's content.Everyone's faces were full of happy expressions, and the recruiting yamen of the imperial army was crowded.

Marquis Du Yu, who was in charge of the palace, suppressed a smile, and still meticulously assisted Kaifeng Mansion to patrol the streets. He carried the drunk to Kaifeng Mansion to sober up, and carried the lost half-grown baby to the tall horse, and stuffed a handful of candies into his arms. Peas, tell someone to find a careless adult to pick them up.

Kaifeng Yin was standing in front of the mansion all the time, seeing the minister of Dali Temple coming out of Yushitai, he went to embrace him, leaned on his shoulders and helped him back to the small courtyard, and entrusted all the affairs of the mansion today to the judge.

Above the restaurant, the storyteller slapped down the wooden clap, and the sound of strings was resounding, and flowers were flying all over the city.

Cloud trees surround the embankment, wind curtains and emerald curtains.

The ink-rolling cloak with golden thread was blown by the wind, facing the warm and bright sun, he let his horse raise his whip, and chased after the rustling white figure and the great river and mountain.

No turning back.

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