Evil disciple, let go of the back of your teacher's neck!

Seeing King Yan draw his sword, the flag officer was about to turn the command into a semaphore and type it out. Yan Jun, who was waiting, showed his veins, and turned the muzzle of the cannon amidst the squeak of the roulette.The Japanese pirates never imagined that what stood in the center of the water array was not a ceremonial treasure ship with a superficial appearance as imagined, but a real iron-clad warship equipped with artillery and spray guns!

Waiting for the strong wind, uncovering a hundred feet, the twelve avant-garde warships also opened their portholes.In an instant, hundreds of general Wankou guns opened fire, and the shells, like bolides, slammed into the Japanese warships, overwhelming the momentum of the tsunami.

After the second semaphore was issued, the two fleets collided head-on in the outer harbor.

The water column shot up one after another, and the thick black smoke mixed with the heavy smell of gunpowder quickly swept across the entire sea.Shadows of boats can be seen everywhere, tongues of fire spewing out, and the Japanese pirate ships that were hit were at least sunk, and at worst there were no wrecks left.

The Japanese fleet encountered shelling suddenly, and was defenseless for a while, falling into chaos.The water boats that fell on the tail seemed to have the intention of fleeing, but they were knocked over by their own people's stones in the middle of the way.

Half an hour passed, and the Japanese fleet did not count the damage, and suddenly heard several "plops" and "plops", and saw the hatches on both sides of the Japanese ships suddenly opened, and twenty boats were released one after another.

Each of these small boats carried dozens of soldiers, relying on their swiftness, they managed to cut a bloody path through the cracks of the Yan army's artillery fire, and approached the main battleship in the middle.

Seeing that the Japanese pirates' raid was approaching, Wang Lang stood still in the turbulent waves.The vulture circled alone on the top, suddenly hissed and swooped down.

Wang Lang took a step forward, swiped his blade and chopped off his wings in pain, the vulture wailed and flew out.He shook off the blood on the knife edge, raised his hand, and the long and thick ox horn sounded.

As if a divine soldier descended from the sky, the two wings of Yan Jun heard the order to kill dozens of horse clippers, traveling at such a fast speed that the white trails trailed by the stern were like afterimages drawn by flying knives, and they were quickly restrained. The attack of the loach boat.

Paddle the waves with light paddles, and the sides of the boats meet.

The edge of the ship's hull was protected by a parapet, and the Japanese archers drew back and pulled the bow hastily.In a blink of an eye, a black shadow rushed forward, and the bow and arrow missed the aim in front of the fangs.The archer fell with stares in his eyes, and finally saw the true face of the black figure clearly, and the exclamation was immediately buried in the ruthless bite.

Just as Feng Lin jumped into the boat, a heat wave suddenly set off on the side, and the small cannon filled with iron sand and gravel exploded with a bang, and the sweeping momentum directly threw him against the bulkhead.

Immediately afterwards, the Japanese pirate with hollow hair looked fierce and slashed straight at his face with a dagger in his hand: "Hand down, defeat, general."

Feng Lin's eyes turned cold, and he turned his head to avoid the slash, the loud sound of the blade embedded in the ship's plank made people's eardrums hurt.He swung his fist without hesitation amidst the buzzing sound, and the Baichifeng held between his fingers was stabbing the Japanese man's throat. The blood splashed, sprayed on half of his gleaming red face, and flowed down the string of beads. Arm tied.

There was a sudden noise from the rear, Feng Lin stood up almost immediately, but unexpectedly, the Japanese pirate's scimitar suddenly changed its course, piercing the wind and cutting across the armpit.Feng Lin couldn't pull out the sword immediately, but clamped the opponent's blade with both palms, forced her to take a few steps back, and suddenly withdrew her strength.

The Japanese pirate staggered weightlessly, and while he was bending over, he pierced his fists into the ears, causing blood to flow from the opponent's seven holes, and his whole face was distorted and out of human shape.

Yan Jun fought more and more bravely, and the black armor on the sea was like a tide, swallowing up the frivolous sun bit by bit.

At this moment, the cabin door opened, and all the Japanese pirates in the huddled boat rushed out, choosing to fight with their backs.

The blade in front of Feng Lin was close at hand, he did not retreat but advanced, the long sword was unsheathed against the iron armor, and blocked the Taidao with a bang.The waves of fire intensified, and with the collapse of the mast, the Japanese pirates' red sun flag was ignited. Feng Lin staggered forward while slashing violently, with the blazing fire in his eyes, he warned in a deep voice: "From today on, no one can Mention these four words again in the land of Dayan."

Five years ago, the city of Qin'an was broken, and the "cartilage of civil servants" became a shackle that trapped the swing. People always mentioned it over and over again in court and in the countryside.Rather than saying that they hated the culprit of the defeat, it is better to say that they will never forget the humiliation brought about by the defeat.

"The defeated general" is the shackles that trap the people of Dayan.

Two hours passed, and the fighting continued, but the momentum gradually weakened.The indiscriminate bombing massacre turned into hand-to-hand combat, and the Japanese pirates were suppressed from beginning to end, powerless to fight back.Feng Lin took advantage of the arrogance of the daimyo lord to set up this trap, and he didn't intend to let anyone back alive.

The flames were still lingering, and blood from the whole deck flowed down the hull, making the sea water pale and red.However, during the ups and downs, it was covered up without a trace.

Feng Lin turned over the corpses of the Japanese pirates one by one with the tip of his sword, and found that the daimyo lord was not among them.There was no regretful expression on his face, and the high-spirited fighting spirit was mixed with sweat. After washing his eyes, he showed a confirmed murderous intent.

"Archer."

At some point, the battle formation of the Nanyang Navy quietly changed.The interception and killing of the horse clipper wiped out the speedy boats that the Japanese pirates were proud of, and forced all those rushing wolves into the encirclement.Surrounded by warships of the Yan army, the archers on the deck pulled their strings neatly, holding their breath and watching the Japanese pirates inside the wall.

This time, the barbarians of the Thousand Islands listened to the instigation of the daimyo lord and rushed out, thinking that they could make a lot of money, but who would have thought it would be like this!They hid behind the dilapidated parapet wall and cursed in a low voice. There were some ungrateful people who tried to jump into the sea to survive, but were shot and killed by Yan Jun on the spot. The rest crawled out like mangy dogs, knelt on the deck and wept bitterly. begging for mercy.

Feng Lin turned a deaf ear to the mourning in front of him: the Qiandao Japanese pirates knocked on the shore five years ago, not only looting all the weapons and supplies of the Taicang Guard, but also taking pleasure in forcing the defenders to torture and kill civilians.In the three days of the Qin'an massacre, how many innocent people were killed by their own knives. This is a blood debt that cannot be erased.

The fire was burning, and the red sun flag was torn like flocks, floating in tatters amidst the heavy encirclement of soldiers.Suddenly, a sad and restrained singing sounded from the Nanyang Navy.

"I didn't feel guilty at the beginning of my life, but after I was born, I suffered from Yangjiu... only the lonely minister was crying, and he dared not cry to others." [1]

Feng Lin galloped towards the shore in a suppressed croon, and stopped for a while as he passed the commander's battleship: "Blood debts are paid in blood."

Wang Lang nodded against the wind, the seven-star blade's sharpness was not concealed, and it seemed to be covered with a layer of golden light under the sun.

"Kill without pardon."

The rain of arrows howled in the wind and waves, and Feng Lin heard the sound of the shackles falling to the ground through the gap between the killings.

The daimyo lord has realized the consequences of frivolity.

Feng Lin ordered to relax the coastal defenses, and indulged Lord Kamikaze's fleet to approach Shuangyu, not to replace Wang Lang, but to take their heads.

He used rumors to instigate private businessmen to leave, thinking that at the same time, he could keep Yan Jun in check while the Chang family was emptied, but he didn't know that by doing so, he undid the last hidden move that Master Kamikaze had placed in Shuangyu-enough to resist Yan Jun. Private arming of army artillery, which is called being smart in the allusions of Middle Earth.

After this battle, the feudal vassals of Thousand Islands will fall into the predicament of having no soldiers to use.This is his crime, the daimyo lord must commit suicide and apologize, but before that, he has to bring the ship of goods back to Qiandao, which will be the last reliance for their comeback.

The treasure ship of the Emperor Laojun was docked a hundred meters away, and the shadow guards lined up in a long line, sneaking along the zigzag and criss-cross ditches of Shuangyu, just like a straight knife slowly inserted into the sheath, but the tip of the knife touched the bottom The moment encountered a rapid rebound.

Several long spears came out at once, piercing through the No. 1 leader, and piercing through the chests of the next three people one after another.The momentum of the gun's head decreased slightly, and still using the last bit of inertia, it disrupted the shadow guard's formation.

Yuanyangwu!

The lord's expression froze, and he raised his eyes to see Chang Yu's face through the intertwined iron thorns.The point of the spear that hadn't stabbed him just now was grinding on the back molars.

His teeth felt cold.

"You killed my father, I want you to pay with your life!" Chang Yu was wearing a military uniform for the first time, and after two days in prison, he became thinner again, and he was like a bamboo pole in the heavy armor.

With a flash of thought, the lord of the famous name restrained his guard and fear, a few lines of laughter appeared on the corners of his mean eyes, and said in a slightly sarcastic voice: "You can hide it from others, but you can hide it from yourself? Who has the Chang family lost? Why do I have to tell the truth?" It's ridiculous that Chang Minxing was smart all his life, but in the end he raised a foolish son who was willing to be a knife for his enemies."

Chang Yu was startled when he heard this.

Chi Xiaoyu, who was ordered to assist in the battle, thought it was not good, and when he was about to give the order to kill, he saw Chang Yu's complexion changed a few times, he gritted his teeth suddenly, and veins appeared on his cheeks.

"You can treat me as deaf and blind, but don't treat me as blind. The biggest mistake my father made in this life was delusionally trying to transcend human relations and become a god in one step. He was to blame for his misfortune. If the national law severely punishes me, I will be the Yanshi The people should have nothing to say, but if you use lynching, I, as a child of the common surname, will never indulge!"

While speaking, he picked up the spear in his hand and stabbed forward vigorously against the shield.

This was like a signal, and the two groups of people immediately fought in one place.Instigated by hatred, Chang Shande rushed out of the defense in a hurry, and pointed his gun at the throat of the daimyo lord.

Although he has the reputation of being a genius, he is also a genius on paper. The three moves and two moves that he learns before the battle are good for self-defense. When he is in front of the bloody Taidao, he quickly shows his timidity.

Chi Xiaoyu swung his sword and harvested a circle of heads, stepping on the bloody cement and shouting loudly: "Shande, don't be impulsive!"

Chang Yu seemed to have never heard of it, every time he stabbed forward with his spear, there was no room for retreat.His father's self-defeating crushed Le Youyuan, who used to be free-spirited, and there will be many turmoil in the future. Before he wanders the world with unknown appearance, he can simply be a devil who grinds his teeth and sucks blood.

Chang Yu killed the sex madly, and at the same time sold more flaws.The daimyo lord held onto it, and the sword bruised its edge, and the spear flew out. With a bang, the iron armor fell heavily into the mud, unable to get up again.Chang Shande lay on the ground, unable to hold back his sobs, and immediately burst into tears.

Seeing the flash of the knife, Chi Xiaoyu was almost scared out of his wits.When he was on the verge of death, hidden weapons and scimitars clanged and criss-crossed, and Spike's teeth knocked down the enemy with unstoppable momentum and rushed straight forward.

The reinforcements quickly assembled into a team of mandarin ducks, and the Nanyang Navy's land combat advantage quickly became apparent.Following the roar of Bai Chi Feng, Feng Lin rode his horse and galloped to him.

He coldly looked down at Young Master Chang who was out of breath from crying, and said briefly: "There are many ways to take revenge, and using one's body as bait is the most stupid one. Those who come under my command will do it at any time." One thing must be kept in mind, the blade is for the enemy, it is not your own flesh and blood, you can't even do this, this armor is my gift to you for nothing."

Chang Yu raised her face in a daze, curled her fingers lightly, and gradually stopped crying.

The daimyo lord knocked over the steel blade suddenly, pulled out the torch tied around his waist with his backhand, lowered his head and neck when he was cross-body with Yuanyangwu, and slashed hard on the reef, causing sparks to fly everywhere.

"Feng Lin, I lost." He jumped onto the real dragon treasure boat to reward the army, which was his final goal of this trip, "You don't even want to win face."

Feng Lin held the rein and twisted it a few times in his palm, and said, "It's you who caught the fire and died, what have I to do with you?"

The lord of the famous name said grimly: "Don't think that I don't know anything. In addition to gold, silver and jade, there are also life-size statues of hundreds of riders in Lao Jun's congratulatory ceremony. After three years, Emperor Yan finally made up his mind to rectify the names of Yang Dayong and others. , but in the end I burned it to ashes. Such a loss of face, do you think that Emperor Dayan will punish you for the crime of incompetence?"

"Face." Feng Lin lifted the rein and thought, a smile suddenly appeared on his serious face, a bit sinister.

"Face is of course important, but it depends on whose face it is," a figure approached lightly, Cang Lang raised his fanning hand slightly, his sleeves slipped down, and the inner sleeves were lined with moon white sleeves, like a white man living in this world of gunpowder smoke. Bird, "Your Highness said, didn't you?"

Feng Lin got off the horse and walked quickly to him. The wind blew his hair to cover his face. He brushed it away for Cang Lang, and paused with his fingers on his side cheeks.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the first thing His Royal Highness Prince Yan did after he was victorious was to put a golden hairpin in that man's hair.

"Sir," Feng Lin took a few steps back to look at it, no matter whether they were enemies or friends, everyone felt uncomfortable, only he replied nonchalantly, "it makes sense."

The daimyo lord began to tremble subconsciously with the hand holding the fire.

Feng Lin's expression was completely restrained, and no one could see when he made the move.The daimyo lord covered his wrists in pain, and the fire leaned back. He turned his head in horror amidst the crackling sound, and the flaming logs flew past the corners of his eyes, cutting off a strand of hair around his ears. Bottom burst.

"Do not--!!!"

What is placed in the cabin is nothing else, but the jade statue of Amaterasu god worshiped devoutly by the Dongying people.According to legend, this object was once the treasure of the Dongying Township, and was later exiled in the Central Plains during the shogunate war.The daimyo lord searched repeatedly, but found nothing.

He never imagined that the first time in his life to look at the face of the god statue was when he blew it up with his own hands.Among the scattered phantoms, he seemed to see that what was broken was the future of making a comeback.

Without any hesitation, Feng Lin ended his roar from the front with the sword's sharp edge.

With all kinds of turbulent waves, they only turn the waves in front of the battle. In the small wooden house separated by a forest, the turbulent wind returns to silence.

Yu Feirou was here with Liao Wuji's body, grooming him without distraction, without looking away for a moment.

Blooming flesh, broken tendons and bones, the flute was broken, and the green shirt was also dirty.

Yu Feirou sighed while tidying up, "My surname is Liao, I haven't seen you for a few days, how did I make myself look like this. You say you, how uncomfortable it is to die like this."

After an unknown amount of time, she raised her face tremblingly, holding the bamboo stick in her hand and rubbing it repeatedly.

"By the way, I forgot to inform you about something. I have emptied the family property of the Whale Riding Gang all these years... It is useless for you to stare at me... I am doing a serious thing, and I have fulfilled your wish ..."

During the year of the Battle of Qin'an, many things happened.History has been folded several times, and when it is unfolded, it becomes a spiritual sea map full of waves.

Longkang five years, severe winter.

The barbarians from the Thousand Islands raised their troops to attack Qin'an again, and the Nanyang Navy stood on the shore, with the flags raised and lowered, fighting the enemy with all their might, cutting off the heads of 3 people, and killing anyone who was captured alive.The number of enemies wiped out in this battle was twice as many as those killed in the Japanese invasion.

Great victory!

As a result, the barbarians of the Thousand Islands were severely injured, and they did not dare to become big bandits. Since then, the Dayan Sea has been peaceful for more than a hundred years.

Longkang six years, warm spring.

Just the next month after the great victory, Emperor Longkang issued an imperial edict of sin against himself, saying that "people's grievances cannot be justified, officials cannot be restrained, and the people's hearts are ignorant, all of which are my fault." Qiu, Yang and others who were wronged in the Ann tragedy were brought to justice.

On the night when the imperial decree was issued, Cang Lang sold wine alone and went to the mass grave outside the city.The ups and downs of the past ten years were like a drunken dream. Holding the imperial decree, he was so drunk that he woke up completely until dawn.

Later, on the grounds that the dragon's body violated the peace, the sage ordered Yan Wang to be the supervisor of the country and preside over the government. All urgent domestic and foreign military affairs were discussed and resolved with the six cabinet ministries.

Qin'an's anti-Japanese war was a battle to conquer people's hearts. After this battle, there were no more voices of opposition inside or outside the court.

At the turn of spring and summer, Minzhou Commercial Port was completed.

The cabinet ministers of Yan Wang and Shang intend to issue a consolation order, expressly stating that the gentry and maritime merchants of the eight counties, regardless of whether they were involved in smuggling transactions earlier, should not be investigated.

Some people say that this is a tentative step taken by King Yan to ban the sea ban.How effective it will be remains to be seen, but at least those private businessmen cruising outside have not caused major disturbances. Minzhou has opened the port for several months, and the sound of oars along the southeast coast has not stopped, presenting a scene of prosperity and peace.

In the next year, Emperor Longkang was ill, and he ordered the cabinet ministers above the third rank and the princes to accompany him in turn.

On the summer night of the first blooming of the Hangu, Emperor Longkang, who had been ill for a long time, suddenly woke up from his lethargy, called the cabinet ministers into the palace, and ordered Huang Deyong to write the will according to his dictation, and choose the fourth son of the late emperor to make Lin Lin the emperor's younger brother. , is in the East Palace.

After the clamor, everyone retreated, Emperor Longkang held the back of Feng Lin's hand, his lips moved.

"What do you want to say, Brother Huang?" Feng Lin lowered his head and asked.

Emperor Longkang looked at him, and said word by word: "The palace changed that year, I... lost a string of beads..."

Feng Lin knew it well, took out the red agate that Huang Deyong gave him from his sleeve, and put it lightly in the palm of Emperor Longkang.

The moment Emperor Longkang held the bead string, his breathing tightened, and he slowly calmed down. He seemed to be exhausted and closed his eyes, but he still whispered: "Beside my tomb, there must be a lotus... ..”

The death knell rang in the capital, and the ministers knelt down, weeping bitterly.

Feng Lin knelt quietly for a long time, when he heard thunder rumbling outside the hall, causing a big splash.He put down the curtain for Emperor Longkang, and walked out of the palace gate without looking back, holding the imperial edict in his hand.

The cries were too loud, and the steps were too long, until standing in front of that person, Feng Lin seemed to have returned to the stability of this world from the turbulent clouds.

"Mr. refers to..."

"The wolf cub has arrived." Cang Lang said.

"No," Feng Lin shook his head lightly, thought for a while, and then said with certainty: "Not yet."

Cang Lang smiled, and the eaves of the umbrella slanted over his head, shielding him from the rain: "No, I will accompany you as a teacher."

Master Tai Tu speaks a lot, and his words are worth a thousand words.Since then, in the reign of Guanglie, as a pillar of the country, he has strengthened the discipline, strictly governed officials, ordered military preparations, and strengthened the country. In just 40 years, he revived the national fortune of Dayan, established the rule of Guanglie, and finally became the guardian of the "History of Yan" A remarkable achievement for ZTE.

The short five years of Longkang were thus assigned to last night in the thunder of Tiantian, the sky gradually woke up, and the new dew of the first year of Guanglie hit the round collar of the scarlet official robe.

"I think," Cang Lang said in a slow voice suddenly, "I have spent enough time with His Majesty, the mountains and rivers are so strong, it's time for Your Majesty to go on a journey by yourself."

The young Emperor Guanglie sat and heard the north wind in the courtyard, his face with deep features was hidden in the shadows, like some night when the rainstorm is approaching, "What do you mean by this, sir?"

Cang Lang's eyes moved lightly, and he lowered his head slowly, his half-spiked core was hooked lightly, which always seemed to have a hint of color and soul-giving: "I want to say... Your Majesty worked hard for the country, and last night's southern tour Fang Gui, today, it’s time to rest.”

Feng Lin bypassed the dragon case, blocked the dim glow of the book lamp, his brows and eyes were straightened, and his demeanor changed a lot after he took the throne for a whole year.

"It sounds like, sir, he doesn't want to see me."

Cang Lang smiled, "Accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger, how many ministers don't think so?"

Feng Lin asked with a side face: "But I am a wolf and not a tiger, where did I get the power?"

"Your Majesty should know that tigers and wolves have the same origin."

"Does that sir know?" After Feng Lin took a few steps closer, Cang Lang realized that the so-called gloomy self-prestige was just a kind of cover-up for desire, "When I was a wolf wandering outside, how much I missed Wang Tingjiaohua .”

The place where the dragon chair was was lifted up to the clouds, Feng Lin propped up the back of the seat, trapping Cang Lang between his arms.Xiaobie is better than a newlywed, this is an unavoidable emotion even as an emperor, Feng Lin wants her husband to be his own under such a high place.

"This trip to the south..." Cang Lang was under pressure, leaning forward, breathing a little short, "How about the harvest?"

Feng Lin held his knees, suppressed his breath from years of martial arts practice, so as not to let the waiters outside the hall hear, "Wang Zhengxuan personally led the Sixth Division, went out to defeat the Qiang, and won a big victory. A wide range of prisons was set up on the Xiguan line. Guards, it is imperative to surrender."

It's in the west.

Feng Lin turned the man over and grabbed Cang Lang's wrist. His tanned arms imprisoned the husband, eager to use biting to make up for the gap in separation.

"In the east, the reform of Zilitian has been pushed to Minguang, Jiangsu, Zhejiang. In addition to the original few official warehouses, Jianghuai, Jichuan and other places will also be added. From then on, there is no need to restrict the transportation of military supplies."

He plunged deep into it, gradually filling him up.Cang Lang couldn't take it anymore, and was inexplicably satisfied, his drenched neck was slightly raised, and his waist was curved beautifully: "What else?"

Feng Lin bit him and made him hiss softly while shaking: "After visiting Zilitian in Minzhou, I turned to the capital of the Nanyang Navy. On the bright side, the tax collection alone is more than [-] times that of the past. On the way back, there was a blizzard. Fortunately, the official road built with donations from the squires was flat, so that the return date would not be delayed. The seedlings along the road are growing gratifyingly. .When passing through Songjiang Mansion, I paid homage to the high hall for my husband, chatted and worshiped a stick of incense. Oh, by the way, there is also Xiaowanshan."

The wolf cub felt Mr. pause for a moment, and hugged him from behind with a smile: "The state government bookstore has newly compiled a collection of sages, and I showed it to me. Ah Lin added Xiao Wanshan's name on it without asking Mr.

It is really difficult to reverse the case and bring up all the incidents during the Qingyuan period that have something to do with the word "party".What's more, the wolf cub was not reconciled to ascending to the throne. Just these three or two pens written by the group of sages, and the Holy Majesty finished adding them, and he was angry with himself for several days.

Cang Lang withdrew one hand with difficulty, caressing Feng Lin's emaciated chin, he was deeply immersed in the hot tide, his voice became wet and sticky: "Thank you, thank you - um!"

Feng Lin don't listen to the word "thank you", the bloody emperor doesn't care about this, he just wants to occupy, like conquering the world, to capture the husband's weeping begging for mercy.

But who knows, even after Canglang trembled, he still persisted in asking: "What else?"

Feng Lin didn't understand, looked at Cang Lang's slightly confused eyes from a short distance away, and changed his tone: "I'm confused, please enlighten me, sir."

Every stress is a deep test, the holy corporal is simply terrible, Cang Lang asked himself a little shallow.

"Shengjia went to Minzhou this time, did you meet Chang Shande?"

Feng Lin was obviously taken aback, and belatedly heard the smell of aged vinegar.

All of a sudden, he pushed away the extra things, wrapped his wrists around, made the person sit astride, with the tip of his nose touching, his tone was dangerous but seductive.

"Yeah, not only did I see him, I also told him that I am the co-lord of the world, and I am also the leader of the feared people. From now on, I will never dare to meet him privately again."

The two snorted and laughed silently.

After a while, Feng Lin suppressed his smile, put his lips to Cang Lang's ear, and suddenly asked the same question as a year ago: "What does Mr. mean..."

The gentleman pointed out that at the extreme peak of the uninhabited land, there is the grand plan of flat mountains and calm seas and the magnanimity of this body that is always in great light. The wolf cub has done all of these for him.Mr. is now a minister of the world, so what about after that?

Cang Lang and Feng Lin rubbed each other's ears, and the hot infatuation lingered on Jiaorui at the back of his neck. He said like a maniac: "What I mean is to stay with Ah Lin's white head. It's a long way to go, Your Majesty, Xu I don't allow it?"

The author says:

Every time it ends in the middle of the night, my mind is full of muddleheadedness after writing, I just want to scream, lz finally wrote!over!up!

[1] Wen Tianxiang's "Weeping Cliff Mountain".