fox repair

The morale of the Fuyuan army was already in turmoil, and Ningyuan let the Xunzhou army shout "Fuyuan rebellion! King Yong usurped the throne!" when they attacked, it made the Fuyuan army collapse in an ant's nest like a dike of thousands of miles, and the defense line collapsed instantly .

King Yong, who was hiding in the main tent of the Fuyuan Army, turned pale with anger. He was already sure of victory, but now a spoiler appeared, which made him want to peel the skin of Ninth Prince Ning Yuan.

In fact, at this point, King Yong felt that he had no choice but to do so.Originally thought that with that powerful sorcerer in charge, the fact that he drugged the emperor would not be revealed.However, he never expected that when he asked the mage to go to Wuzhou to cause some trouble for the Ninth Prince, the mage never returned, but King Xian caught him in the middle of the capital. He couldn't argue with his mouth, and his father was furious and was arrested and sent to the prison, so he had no choice but to make such a bad plan.

"Uncle, what should we do now..." As long as he thought of the consequences of the failure to usurp the throne, King Yong felt as if his heart stopped beating.

After all, General Fuyuan is not an ordinary person, and he is not as careless as King Yong. He patted his nephew on the back to show comfort, narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "To capture the thief, first capture the king. As long as the ninth prince is gone, we will order If someone forges a piece of military talisman, it is not certain who will be the rebels who falsely passed on the imperial decree. Hmph, even if one hundred thousand Fuyuan soldiers are killed by them with bare hands, they will really kill them for a while!" Between the words, there was no will at all. The lives of Fuyuan soldiers are in his eyes.

The two sides fought fiercely for several days, and the Xunzhou army became more and more courageous as they fought. They knew that as long as the follow-up [-] heavy troops arrived, they would be able to encircle and suppress all the rebels and lift the siege of the imperial city.The Forbidden Army guarding the city also saw the dawn of hope, and cooperated with the Xunzhou Army inside and outside to trap the Fuyuan Army in the midst of the enemy.

Spears and halberds were intertwined, blood flowed like rivers, people were dying every moment, the air was filled with a thick air of death, the old blood dried up, and new blood was layer upon layer.Maybe it's because the souls of the dead are flooding the city, and there are dark clouds outside the city, and more and more dark clouds gather in the sky.

Standing on the chariot to supervise the battle, the wind howled, and the military flags blew and flapped. Ning Yuan looked at the battlefield ahead, and finally retained a trace of compassion that belonged to the spiritual monks in his heart.He has also seen human cultivators kill people to seize treasures for profit, and kill each other, but he is unfamiliar with such physical wrestling where tens of thousands of people fight hand to hand.Cultivators fight for eternal life, wanting to coexist with the heaven and earth, so why do mortals fight for it?Is it really worth it just for the temporary secular power?

However, he also knew that since he was the prince of a dynasty in this life, and he had such a life experience, he had already been involved in the court situation. If he wanted to survive, his hands would not be clean.Those tragic experiences in his childhood were all his personal experience. The longing for his mother and brother and the hatred for his enemies were suppressed in his heart by the memories of thousands of years of monks, but it did not mean disappearing.The old emperor was violent and dictatorial. King Yong and King Xian had learned his balance skills ten percent, but they didn't have a trace of benevolence for the people in their hearts. If they were allowed to be in power, how many things like floods in Wuzhou would happen?How many wars and plagues will there be?

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, since this is the case, only he can sit on the throne to change this smoky world, restore the innocence of his mother, brother and the Pingwei army back then, and restore peace to the world.

After thinking about this, the unbearable look in Ning Yuan's eyes receded a little bit, and finally he returned to his almost indifferent calmness. He sent an order to make the Xunzhou Army retreat and find a way to lead the Fuyuan Army into the formation he had arranged.

However, at this moment, a small group of cavalrymen suddenly appeared on the stalemate battlefield. They struck fiercely and cooperated tacitly, like a sharp knife cutting through the silk, they broke through the crowd and attacked the coach at high speed.In the middle of the team was a muscular crossbowman who was approaching Ning Yuan a little bit under the protection and protection of his companions. He bent his bow and set an arrow. The front end of the arrow flashed with ice blue streamer, which was obviously poisoned.

Someone noticed this team of cavalry, and several generals yelled to protect His Highness Ninth Highness, but it was too late, Feng Xin ordered someone to shoot the crossbowman to death, but the crossbowman's arrow had already been released, and shot straight at Ning Yuan.

No matter how fast a war horse is, it is not as fast as a flying arrow shot with a full bow. Ning Yuan felt a chill on his back, and there was a whistling wind in his ears.At this critical moment, a white light flickered around him, and a white fox appeared, blocking the arrow.

The whole body of the white fox emitted a bright white aura, and the arrow that could penetrate several layers of shields was bounced away when it hit the white light on his body, and it did not cause the slightest damage to the white fox.

Seeing this scene from a distance, Feng Xinxin almost missed a beat, cold sweat dripped down his forehead, and he was terrified. Seeing that His Highness Ninth Prince was safe, he immediately ordered several teams to withdraw to escort him, and he also killed a bloody road. Slowly approach Ning Yuan.

Ning Yuan was also surprised. Mo Chen had clearly fallen into a coma during the promotion period, how could he suddenly wake up and rush out of the space in the pillow without listening to his words?

"Achen..." Ning Yuan suddenly felt an ominous premonition.

Mo Chen suddenly felt a strong uneasiness in his sleep just now. He saw a human being pierced by an arrow, so he suddenly opened his eyes and rushed out from the space. Fortunately, he came in time, otherwise the stupid human's life would be really bad Guaranteed.Mo Chen yawned on the spot, and was about to throw himself on Ning Yuan to play as usual, but suddenly sensed something, turned around, and looked at the battlefield filled with gunpowder, the bloody smell in the air made him stretch out Tongue licked his mouth.

At this time, he is already a monster beast at the peak of the third level. What he sees is different from what ordinary people see. He can clearly feel the undead floating above the nine heavens. Homeland, resisting foreign races, is just a pawn for the superiors to fight for power and profit, killing each other.Some people were originally fellow villagers in the same village, or even friends who were familiar with each other, but they had to face each other with swords and swords, and tried everything to take off the other's head, and finally ended up dying in a foreign country.

These undead were not reconciled, they lingered in the air for a long time and refused to dissipate, gathering into a powerful resentment.That resentment is full of power, far stronger than the power of heaven and earth aura.All monsters yearn for powerful power, so Mo Chen is also deeply attracted by this resentment. He just tried to use the method of attracting spiritual energy to summon those resentments, and the resentment rushed to gather in his body, rushing and flowing through the meridians, letting him He was born again.At the same time, the ice-attribute aura that was about to condense into a liquid state in the dantian tended to disperse and fade.

Mo Chen had this feeling before. It was a rainy night that day. He stood by the window and looked at the night sky outside. He heard Hua Yu, the maid beside Ning Yuan, calling him. He didn't know what happened afterwards. Hua Yu was so frightened when he saw him. Slumped to the ground.After that, humans often stayed with him in the space, boiled a kind of spirit grass into juice, and applied it to his nose and mouth every day.

Seeing Mo Chen looking into the distance without moving, Ning Yuan's heart skipped a beat. He was about to call him back to the space in the pillow, but at this time, several feather arrows came through the air, and the target was not him, but Mo Chen. Chen.However, when the arrow touched the aura around the fox, it bounced off automatically.This scene was seen by many people, all of them showed expressions of horror.

"Ah! Demon fox! That's a demon fox!"

Mo Chen felt the killing intent from the surroundings, and the restless emotions in his heart were gradually aroused into anger. The invisible and powerful force in the air surged towards his body faster and faster, eager to find an outlet to vent.

It's so annoying, these tiny, two-legged creatures are really annoying... He didn't do anything, why did these people have such a strong killing intent towards him?

Wild beasts have the instinct of self-protection, and will automatically launch a counter-attack defense mode after sensing a threat.

Mo Chen rolled his eyes, recalling what color clothes the man who shot him just now was wearing, and finally fixed his eyes on the Fuyuan military camp, and then on King Yong and General Fuyuan.The originally clear and black eyes began to be filled with white mist, and his body also gradually grew larger at a speed visible to the naked eye. There was a silver vertical line between his forehead, and a new silver vertical line was formed on the left and right sides, faintly visible.

not good!If Mo Chen forcibly advances with the help of demonic energy at this time, if he continues to practice in the future, he may fall into the demonic way.

"Achen! Come back!"

Ning Yuan wanted to stop Mo Chen, but Mo Chen didn't seem to be able to hear him at all. He became as tall as a two-storey palace, his body was shrouded in demonic energy, and he walked towards the Fuyuan army base camp step by step, breaking through their barriers easily. The line of defense, a dozen people were killed with one palm, blood splashed everywhere.

"His Royal Highness King Yong has an order! Shoot that demon fox to death! The reward is one million!"

Accompanied by such cries, more and more arrows shot at Mo Chen, but they were all useless, and could not stop the white fox from advancing at all. Those arrows seemed to be made of ooze, as long as they came into contact with the white light on the white fox It will rustle down and dissolve.

The Fuyuan army, which was already at the end of its strength, was completely frightened by the sudden appearance of the huge white fox while retreating step by step. When the remaining Fuyuan soldiers saw General Fuyuan being lifted up by the white fox's paw , finally gave up resistance completely, threw away the weapons in their hands, and kowtowed to Ning Yuan one after another, shouting for His Highness the Ninth Prince to spare his life.

People's behaviors influence each other, starting with one person, gradually everyone follows suit, and finally, the pleadings of "His Royal Highness Jiu, don't want to be swallowed by the white fox" spread over the entire imperial city.

Ning Yuan's face turned pale. He looked at the white fox that was going out of control, so he had no choice but to grab the mandarin duck pillow and order Mo Chen to stop the slaughter by relying on the last trace of spiritual connection between him and the mandarin duck pillow.

Mo Chen, come back, let go of that person, and come back to me now!

As early as when Mo Chen was just born, Ning Yuan, who had just entered the human world, cast a spell to connect its demon essence with the mandarin duck pillow, so he could sense his orders.He slowly turned his head and looked at the human beings who were looking at him severely in the distance. He felt a little wronged. He didn't understand what he had done wrong, but he still threw General Fuyuan who was so scared that he was about to faint, aside, Silently turned around and walked towards Ning Yuan.

The soldiers on both sides, no matter which side they were on, retreated to the side like a tide, making way for this behemoth.

Mo Chen took steps, his four furry paws were stained with blood and mud, he walked towards Ning Yuan, walking faster and faster, but what he didn't expect was that it was just such a distraction, the blood that had just been sucked into his body Resentment began to rampage dishonestly in the body, fighting and tearing with the aura originally stored in the body, as if they wanted to assimilate each other and occupy the control of Mo Chen's body.

How could a mere third-level monster be able to withstand such a violent collision?Mo Chen suddenly felt a fishy sweetness in his mouth, spit out blood, his limbs went limp, and he fell to the ground, his body quickly returned to its original size in a white light.

Before losing consciousness, Mo Chen blinked his eyes for the last time, and saw the broken battle flag, and the humans in military robes striding towards him, with worry and regret in their eyes, as if they were panicked, but still so pretty, There is an aura that makes him nostalgic and obsessed.

Every time after being injured or falling asleep, the human beings will cook something delicious for him when he opens his eyes, so what will the human beings do for him after waking up this time?

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After the suppression of the Fuyuan rebel army, Ning Yuan returned the soldier talisman to the emperor, but he was extremely silent in the following discussion of meritorious deeds and rewards.

King Yong's party was beheaded for the crime of treason, and the nine clans were imprisoned.When the crown prince was deposed, the empress at least gave her a chance to hang herself, leaving behind her whole body, but Concubine Lan Guifei ended up in a terrible end.The imperial concubine who used to be the favorite in the harem was finally cut to death piece by piece. I have to lament the old emperor's cruelty and ruthlessness.

Ning Yuan was conferred the King of King Jing by the Jin Dynasty because of his meritorious service in escorting the driver, and King Xian was also honored and received a lot of awards.The case of abolishing the prince was rediscovered for review, and soon found evidence that General Fuyuan had forged letters to frame the prince.The prince was not convicted of collaborating with the enemy and treason, but the culprit in the so-called witchcraft case was actually Concubine Lan Gui.When the truth came out, the old emperor wept endlessly in the court hall, scolded the traitors for instigating dissension, lamented that he was confused, issued an edict of guilt to the world, and moved the crown prince's spiritual seat back to the Taimiao, and renamed him Xiaowang.The Pingwei Army cleared the wrongdoing, and the senior generals who were implicated in the past were restored to their titles, and they were kind enough to support the descendants of the clan.

The situation of being dominated by Concubine Lan Gui's relatives for many years in the court was finally completely eliminated, and the power in the court was changed. On the one hand, the emperor favored King Xian, and on the other hand, he vigorously promoted the courtiers who supported and supported Ning Yuan, and played with the balance again.However, the balance this time was much more reassuring than the previous balance between King Yong and King Xian.Because King Xian didn't have the uncle with hundreds of thousands of soldiers like King Yong, and the queen didn't have the shrewdness and ambition of Concubine Lan Gui. There is no competition at all.

Neither of the two sons could really threaten his imperial power, so he really felt at ease no matter how he looked at it.

Xian Wang knew that he could not surpass Ning Yuan in terms of meritorious deeds. Besides, Ning Yuan had a high prestige among the people when he passed through Wuzhou for disaster relief.

The emperor also heard rumors about the demon fox, especially when he heard that the demon fox obeyed Ning Yuan's orders, and was even more restless, so he called Ning Yuan into the palace for questioning.

It was winter, and the winter in Daliang was not bitterly cold, but when Ning Yuan entered the palace, he still wore a mink fur cloak, held a copper stove for warming his hands, his face was pale, and his lips showed an unhealthy redness.Perhaps it was because this turmoil was really exhausting and physically exhausting. He was already weak and began to linger on the sick bed again. He had to drink medicine and see the imperial physician every day.

"Yuan'er, how is your health recently?" The old emperor asked Ning Yuan to show a seat, and acted like a loving father at the right time.

"Let father and emperor bother you, son-in-law is fine."

The old emperor smiled and patted Ning Yuan's hand.

How could he not know the real condition of Ning Yuan?Every day, he asked the most trusted physician Jing Tai to diagnose Ning Yuan's pulse, and everything about him was under his control.

He is well-received by the people and has high merits, and the courtiers are full of praise for him. If such a prince doesn't know that his life span is only thirty and that he will never have another heir in this life, how can he be assured?After all, the future throne will be passed on to King Xian, but if there is such a barren and powerful King Xiao by his side, King Yongyong will not dare to be proud of his favor and do the thing of usurping the throne by extorting confessions.

"Yuan'er, I've heard people say that the white fox you've been raising by your side grew to a height of more than ten feet when the rebels rebelled. ?”

Ning Yuan raised his eyes to look at the emperor, and finally said calmly: "Go back to the emperor, there is something to do."

"Later, for some unknown reason, the demon fox passed out and was taken away by you. Is there such a thing?"

"Yes."

The emperor's expression darkened suddenly, "Why didn't you hand over that demon fox to Yuan'er? Why did you keep this evil by your side?"

Ning Yuan didn't change his face and said: "Going back to the father, the demon fox was indeed taken away by the minister, but after returning to the mansion, for some reason, he died. I was afraid that the monster would cause trouble again, so I ordered someone to give me a hand." The fire burned the fox carcass."

The emperor obviously expressed doubts about Ning Yuan's rhetoric, and was about to speak, but at this time, he heard someone report that he was presenting the king to see him.The emperor's brows moved, he gave Ning Yuan a meaningful look, and then ordered Xian Wang to come in.

As soon as Ning Yuan saw the things in the hands of the attendants following King Xian, his face changed slightly, and the hands hidden in the sleeves were clenched slightly invisibly.

After King Xian came in, he saluted the emperor. He was not surprised to see Ning Yuan here, and there was even a hint of complacency in his expression.

"Return to the emperor..."

Before King Xian could speak, the emperor raised his hand to stop him, and said to Ning Yuan: "Yuaner, I know you are soft-hearted and have a deep relationship with that little white fox. Father is afraid that you will do something stupid in a moment of confusion. You wanted to keep that fox demon by your side secretly, so you had no choice but to ask your seventh brother to bring someone to search your house, so don't blame your father..."

Ning Yuan slowly relaxed his fist, finally suppressed the anger in his heart, and said to the emperor: "How dare you complain, it's just that what the father said just now is true, and he dare not lie."

"Well, it's good if you can think about it." The emperor was very satisfied with Ning Yuan's wit, and motioned to King Xian to continue, "Lao Qi, tell me, is it the shadow of a fox who sent a crowd to your ninth younger brother's mansion this time?" Haven't seen it yet?"

"Going back to the emperor, it's about the safety of the ninth brother. I dare not be careless. Although I searched the mansion of the ninth brother, I didn't find the demon fox, but I found this thing." After finishing speaking, he motioned the servants around him to present the things to the emperor. On it is the mandarin duck pillow.

"It's just a jade pillow, but the workmanship is more refined. What does it have to do with the fox demon?"

King Xian replied: "Father, I have questioned the servants of Ninth Brother's mansion, and I heard that the fox demon liked this jade pillow very much when he was with Ninth Brother before. Moreover, this jade pillow is so ingenious, but after checking it all I have never seen such a thing in the creation book of the royal treasury. Of course, it may be that the ministers are too worried. Maybe the jade pillow of the ninth brother is not a royal property, but the ninth brother collected it from the people himself, or the courtiers entered it. It is a gift. But I think, just in case, for the sake of my ninth younger brother, I should bring this jade pillow to my father to have a look."

It has to be said that Xian Wang's move is really brilliant.If this pillow is indeed a monster, he will be considered a meritorious service, but if it is not, there is such an exquisite and ingenious treasure, not to mention filial piety to the emperor, but to keep it for himself, and it must be uncomfortable for the emperor to know. The helpless prince, who has only opened the mansion for a few years, how can he have the financial resources to buy such a thing? Nine times out of ten, it is a gift from a courtier. This will make the emperor even more resentful.

Sure enough, the emperor's expression darkened immediately when he heard this, and he asked someone to bring up the jade pillow to see for himself, and said after a while, "Yuan'er, do you have something to say?"

In the blink of an eye, Ning Yuan thought of many ways to explain, but any kind of lie is very easy to expose. This jade pillow appeared at the same time as Mo Chen. Since King Xian has found the informer, at this point in time, no matter what There is no way to hide it.At that time, he was just a prince who had no power and power and lived in a secluded palace. Since it was not a reward from the emperor, who would give him such a thing?

After weighing again and again, Ning Yuan took a deep breath and had no choice but to tell the truth.

"Father, this jade pillow... indeed appeared inexplicably after the white fox, and the white fox really likes jade pillows. As for the specific origin, I don't know."

"In this case, this thing is really a monster, it's better to destroy it."

"Yes." King Xian handed the mandarin duck pillow to his servants and ordered them to burn it.

Ning Yuan's gaze followed the mandarin duck pillow from beginning to end, his face was calm, his eyes were as deep as water, and he couldn't see clearly what he was thinking.

However, the personal eunuch who has been with His Highness the Ninth Prince all year round felt a chill down his spine inexplicably at this moment.He timidly glanced at the Ninth Highness from the corner of his eye, but he felt a kind of coercion, and he felt fear for the first time.

King Xian thought of many ways to destroy the mandarin duck pillow, but no matter it was smashed with a heavy hammer or burned with fire, the jade pillow seemed to have the indestructible body of diamond, without any damage.King Xian reported the matter to the emperor, the emperor sighed unceasingly, and finally ordered someone to send the pillow to Anguo Temple, and asked the national teacher to make a seal, and put it under the tower of Anguo, and no one could come near it.

Ning Yuan began to complain about his illness frequently, and acted more and more low-key. Some people even wondered if he was about to fail.However, with the emperor's deliberate support, the courtiers behind Ning Yuan are still reused, especially the veterans represented by Shen Fanghua, who have many influences infiltrated in the six departments.Therefore, although Ningyuan lived in seclusion, he never stayed away from the political center, and was even specially granted financial power by the emperor, and the emperor also agreed to his request to reorganize the Pingwei Army.

In the blink of an eye, more than a year passed, and the old emperor felt weaker and weaker, often feeling weak and listless, and asked Jing Maoye to prescribe prescriptions for him every day.However, people cannot resist the destiny after all. Even if he is not reconciled, the old emperor knows that his time is approaching.

I don't know if it's because he is about to die, and his anger is not as strong as before. The old emperor's violent and suspicious personality has calmed down a little bit, and he often likes to talk with Ning Yuan and preach.He was surprised to find that although this youngest son was young, he had a deeper understanding of the numerology of heaven and earth than the abbot of Anguo Temple.Listening to his lecture, the old emperor felt that his whole being could calm down, so he became more and more fond of the Ninth Prince, and gradually put away his suspicion.

It was another sleepless night, the old emperor's old illness relapsed, and he was almost unconscious.When he was dying, he ordered the princes and the most trusted court officials to be summoned into the palace to prepare for the announcement of the will.

All the princes knelt in the emperor's bedroom, and the nine most favored princes sat beside the dragon couch.The old emperor had indeed shown the appearance of being exhausted, gasping for breath, uttering a word with great effort, he tremblingly ordered the personal eunuch to take out the pre-drawn edict, before unfolding the edict, hold Ning Yuan, let him put his ear to his lips, and said intermittently: "Yuan'er, you... everything is fine, but it's a pity... you don't have a good body... you can't have children in this life, I... I will Passing on the throne to you is also harming you... Do you know my painstaking efforts? So, you... don't blame me, the emperor is for you, for your own good..."

Ning Yuan listened quietly, until the old emperor finished the last word, then pulled out the hand that was held by the old emperor, covered the old emperor with a quilt, and said softly: "Father, don't worry, I understand."

The emperor closed his eyes, finally preparing to live his life to the fullest.He was a winner from the beginning to the end, his sons did not dare to overtake him, his concubines did not dare to disobey him, he firmly controlled the government in the palm of his hand, and played with all his ministers in the palm of his hand, he was not subject to anyone Anyone who dared to covet his imperial power was strangled in the bud by him.

From beginning to end, he was an insurmountable existence of the Liang Dynasty.

From beginning to end, no one dared to go against his will.

The needle fell silently in the bedroom, and the personal eunuch next to the emperor read out the will under the emperor's signal.The will first said some irrelevant routine words, and it was not until the end that the most crucial sentence was ushered in——

"...Ning Yuan, the nine sons of King Jing, is of noble character, virtuous and loyal, and deeply respected by me. He will surely inherit the great rule and succeed the emperor. I respect you."

Hearing this, the old emperor suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Ning Yuan, his eyes were full of disbelief, he struggled to twist his body, and murmured desperately trying to say something.However, he couldn't utter a single word other than a vague grunt.He could only look at the youngest son sitting in front of him in vain, deeply immersed in those eyes that he had never seen through, and finally he breathed a sigh of relief, exhausted his last bit of strength, and completely lost his life.

From beginning to end, no one dared to go against his will, no one...

This should be his imperial life.