Peerless luthier

Although Shuo Hui regained consciousness, for Shuo Yu, the content of his "resurrection" was somewhat incomplete, or it could be called - he lost part of his memory.

And what makes Shuoyu's group happy is that what Shuohui lost was some unimportant memories of him in Southern Chu, while his vague memories of when he was young have come back. The deeds are also clear.

However, his temperament has also changed a bit.

On the night when Shuohui woke up, a group of military generals rushed out of Milu Pavilion, clamoring to visit the prince.

A dozen guards outside the door made a "swipe" sound, and showed their sharp and sharp blades.The general was dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to speak out.

Shuo Hui was leaning on the high back chair in a daze, but he left the bell on the bed.

Hearing the noise, Shuo Hui frowned, stretched his long legs, and pushed open the door.

"Whoa-"

The door opened, and Prince Shuohui stood peacefully in the shadows. The lights beside the door flickered on and off, illuminating his resolute silhouette.

When the generals saw Shuo Hui, their eyes filled with tears: "Prince!"

"General!"

Shuohui seemed a little impatient. Hearing the words of gratitude and praise from the generals, he said coldly, "Did you put honey on your mouth today? That's not what you guys should say. Tell me Get back."

"..."

"..."

The whole group was silent, and looked at Shuo Hui who had become a little strange.

"Prince?" A commander of a stronghold that Shuo Hui respected on weekdays said cautiously: "You, have you recovered? Brothers are waiting for you to go back to train soldiers."

Shuo Hui nodded: "Understood, please go back, I have something else to do."

The generals hesitated for a while, and under Shuo Hui's cold gaze, the generals left resentfully.

Shuo Hui ordered the guards at the door and closed the door.

He stood straight in front of the full-length mirror, with a confused look in his usually deep eyes.

In the mirror, there was a handsome young man, tall, with a strong and well-proportioned torso, and a mysterious totem tattoo on his shoulder, which was not clear under the light.

Shuo Hui narrowed his eyes.

How long has he been asleep, why does he feel that he has forgotten something?

At night, the inner room was lit, a tall man looked at him in confusion, and a bell was lying alone in the corner of the bed.

A few days later, Shuohui reappeared in people's field of vision. Whether it was military training, patrolling, or appeasing the hearts of the people, he showed outstanding ability and extraordinary wisdom.

Every time he triumphantly returns, he wears a scarlet cloak over his military uniform, so this image has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Shuo Hui still wears the same old attire during these visits, but the scarlet cloak is decorated with gold thin lines. It depicts the emblem of the Northern Jin Dynasty, which is low-key and public.

Anyone who supports Prince Shuohui, who is the current General Zhenxi, knows that behind Prince Shuohui is the royal family of the Northern Jin Dynasty, or in other words, the imprint of the royal family of the Northern Jin Dynasty has been engraved on Shuohui's body .

However, even with the obvious royal aura, Prince Shuohui is still deeply loved by the people. Some people specifically summarized several influential figures in the dynasty, and when it comes to Prince Shuohui, they commented like this: The king's contribution to eradicating the three major clans that threatened the state affairs of the Northern Jin Dynasty and searched for the people's anointment was indispensable; He plays cards with common sense, is good at using strange tricks and boosting morale, and has a talent for leading troops; thirdly, he has a mysterious and noble background. He is the eldest brother of the king. I didn't know this character, but he suddenly appeared in the public's field of vision without any warning, and set off a storm in the Northern Jin Dynasty. It has to be said that he is legendary.

The folks talked about it, and Fan Wenzi heard about it, and he sent someone to write a new script and sold it to storytellers in Xiucheng. Soon, public opinion was incited, and Shuo The reputation of Prince Hui began to be known and spread more widely.

Seeing that the goal was achieved, Shuoyu started to carry out the major actions of changing the dynasty one by one.

One day, Shuoyu stood on a high place, looking down at Shuohui who was wielding knives and guns in the courtyard, and asked Fan Wenzi in a low voice: "Wenzi, do you think Brother Wang has real amnesia or fake amnesia?"

Fan Wenzi evoked a smile of unknown meaning: "Naturally it is true."

Shuoyu said, "How can you see that?"

Fan Wenzi spread his palms—the bell that awakened Shuo Hui was lying quietly in his palm.

Fan Wenzi said: "If you can't let go of the nurturing grace of the people of Southern Chu for more than ten years, or the brotherhood with his younger brother from Southern Chu, think about it, after waking up this time, the Prince must be eager to leave gone."

Shuo Yu's eyes moved slightly: "That's right, it's impossible, Brother Wang even forgot the agreement between him and me... But, that's fine." Looking at the handsome figure in the courtyard, Shuo Yu said: "So As soon as he comes, brother Wang will return to his roots and become a prince with peace of mind."

Fan Wenzi smiled slightly: "The prince succeeded in killing Dong Chenghe this time, killing all the last rebels. He should be promoted to a noble."

Shuoyu squinted his eyes, looked at the sunlight shining on the eaves, and said, "My lord, I want to establish a new dynasty."

He was bathed in the dazzling brilliance of the setting sun, his purple eyes were deep and firm.

When Fan Wenzi heard this, his face was solemn, he stepped back a few steps, and bowed, touching his forehead to the ground: "I am willing to serve the king."

Shuoyu turned her head, looked at Fan Wenzi prostrated on the ground, and smiled slightly.

Shuo Hui didn't know when he came up. Holding a long sword, he stood behind them and said calmly, "Hey, Fan Wenzi, what are you doing?"

Shuoyu hurriedly helped Fan Wenzi up, Fan Wenzi arranged his clothes gracefully, without any panic: "Why is the prince here?"

Shuo Hui sneered: "You have watched me for a long time, and you think I can't find out?"

Shuo Yu was thoughtful, and walked to the railing: "Then... where did Brother Wang come from?"

When Fan Wenzi heard this, he was also curious, so they stood in front of the stairs, and Shuo Hui was next to the railing.

Shuo Hui laughed, gave them a wink, and threw the long sword to the ground, and the long sword pierced three parts of the wood and firmly rooted on the ground.

Shuohui jumped lightly and fell off the railing.

"Brother Wang, be careful!"

Both Shuoyu and Fan Wenzi were shocked.

But finding that Shuohui in the courtyard had landed firmly, he drew out his long sword and glanced at them.

Shuo Yu looked at Shuo Hui's tall and handsome back, and murmured: "From this point of view, Brother Wang's martial arts foundation seems to be pretty good."

Fan Wenzi smiled lightly: "The Kanyuan Pavilion in Southern Chu has been famous since ancient times. The prince has brought Wei Jiu and Wei Sixteen with him for a year, so it has naturally improved to a higher level."

Hearing this, Shuo Yu sighed, "It's a pity for those two loyal young men."

Fan Wenzi said: "The people of the Wei family are indeed loyal, but the king should not be too trusting." Fan Wenzi's clear eyes glanced at Shuoyu with ulterior motives: "Even if it is Prince Shuohui, the king still needs to be cautious. "

Shuoyu's face turned cold. For a long time, Fan Wenzi still looked at Shuoyu, as if waiting for his answer.

Shuo Yu met his gaze and nodded.

Fan Wenzi smiled, gentle and elegant, and extremely intelligent.

On May [-]th, all the people went to the Great Temple of Heaven in the south of Xiucheng. The divination master prayed under the sun and announced the astrology obtained by the master's dialogue with the gods a month ago to the devout people all over the country.

The mysterious and distant horns sounded, the ancient drums sounded, and to the beat of musical instruments, the wizards held a ceremony of asking the sky.

At noon, the drumming stopped.

A pair of trembling hands opened the crystal box cover.

The national teacher's snow-white hair shone in the sun. He stood on the high tower of the Temple of Heaven and announced loudly in a loud voice: "The Emperor Star has descended to the northern star position. This is a good omen. An unprecedented scene, it seems that my Great Northern Jin Dynasty will be prosperous and peaceful from now on, and will be prosperous forever!"

The whole country cheered, for this auspicious omen that had never been seen in decades, the folks said that this was a sign of the emperor's coming, and the dragon energy in the Northern Jin Dynasty was strong, and it should prosper from then on!

When the public opinion reached a new height, Shuoyu began to work boldly.

People from the imperial court were dispatched to various places non-stop, gathered officials from all over the place, reconsidered each of them, and those who failed were directly replaced with new blood.

After such a mobilization, those who did nothing and those who ate soft food were brushed out one by one.

The reform of the official system cannot be perfected in one click or two, but the actions of the king have already revealed the official attitude of the Northern Jin Dynasty. Being squeezed out, from the central to the local, gradually there is no place to stay.

Shuoyu looked coldly at the roster written in red pen, and said, "The imperial court has supported you for so many years, so it's time for you to get paid."

Once the jade seal was stamped, all the debates became a foregone conclusion.

On June [-], the sky was fine and cloudless.

The whole city of Xiucheng was shrouded in majestic oppression. The distant sound of musical instruments sounded from the royal family's Temple of Heaven. The soldiers lined up neatly and guarded every street and every intersection.

The generals brought sabers, and the civil servants held jade plaques, and bowed their heads to listen to the announcement of the most noble and powerful people in the Northern Jin Dynasty.

"From today onwards, I will name the year as Ping, and the dynasty as Kaiyu, in order to hope that the Northern Jin Dynasty will have a smooth weather, and the country will be peaceful and the people will be safe!"

All the ministers said loudly: "Long live my emperor——"

On this day, the stone plaque of Xiucheng was re-carved, with two big characters "Jin'an" engraved on it.

On this day, the Northern Jin Dynasty established itself as a country, and Wenbuhou proclaimed himself emperor, and he was called Jin Jinggong in history.