Chapter 82 Is the Great Liang Dynasty doomed?
Chapter 82 Is the Great Liang Dynasty doomed?
Fourteen years ago, the imperial star shifted.
On that stormy night, Yu Huachun, acting on the Emperor's orders, slaughtered nearly a hundred people in the household of Lin Ju'an, the Grand Secretary of the court. The only survivor was an infant.
"Wait a minute, I clearly heard that the entire Lin family was wiped out!"
With a bitter expression, Yu Huachun slowly revealed the secret he had kept hidden for many years: "The only son of the Lin family was put into the underground current by the guards and drifted away. The guards stayed behind to stop us, the Eastern Depot guards. By the time we broke through, the baby had already drifted away to who knows where. Unable to explain, we retrieved the baby's corpse from the capital to report back."
"Common sense dictates that an infant floating in icy underground water will surely die, but those destined for greatness may not be able to judge by common sense."
"Lin... Lin Mingyuan might still be alive."
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Only Ye Yinping believed it. "You guys are very lucky. If you hadn't found that corpse, you would all have been killed by that dog emperor."
Yu Huachun knew in his heart that he probably wouldn't survive tonight.
Therefore, he looked up at that solitary figure and asked the question that everyone present had guessed: "You are the Lin family orphan who escaped that day."
"Lin Mingyuan!"
Although it was a question, the tone was so assertive that it seemed to indicate that it was already certain.
"What? What? So it wasn't the Heavenly Emperor descending to earth?"
No one paid attention to Ye Yinping's antics; everyone was staring at that back view, waiting for his answer.
"All evil will be punished."
"Yu Huachun, your retribution has come."
Although it didn't answer directly, this statement implicitly confirmed Yu Huachun's guess.
Everyone turned their attention to Yu Huachun, waiting for his next move.
To face death calmly? Or to resist to the bitter end? Or to kneel and beg for mercy?
It is nothing.
Yu Huachun stood there blankly, motionless.
His expression was a mixture of fear and curiosity, and his movements were frozen in a slight bow and a half-step back.
For a long time, nothing changed.
As time went on, some people noticed something was wrong.
Ye Pengju strode forward, touched Yu Huachun's wrist, his expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed, "No pulse! He's dead!"
In their panic, everyone looked around and realized that all the Eastern Depot guards and imperial guards were motionless and expressionless.
Upon inspection, it was discovered that they had all died from severed heart vessels.
Right under the noses of so many people, a martial arts grandmaster and a top expert.
They silently killed hundreds of top-notch martial arts masters.
When? How was it done?
Poison? Gu? Or some kind of evil magic?
Everyone was filled with surprise and doubt, but no one dared to raise any questions.
Squeak~~
The large ship was finally overturned by the surging river, and the two ships collided with each other, producing a grotesque creaking sound.
"Zhu Wu".
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Is this any of my business?
I have absolutely nothing to do with the Lin family!
At most, the only reason they didn't send the Six Doors to investigate was to save face for the royal family.
Zhu Wu felt a chill run down his spine and wished he could run away immediately.
But his pride as a martial arts master compelled him to stand tall, cup his hands in a respectful gesture, and ask, "What guidance do you have, senior?"
Ye Yinping bravely stood up and pointed out Zhu Wu's mistake, "He's obviously not as old as you."
"There is no order of precedence in learning; those who are accomplished come first, and this is especially true in martial arts."
Zhu Wu stood tall and straight, speaking with confidence, "This senior has gone much further in the martial arts than we have, even further than the back of the figure before our eyes."
"Therefore, he certainly deserves to be called a senior."
The flattery was quite good, but Sheng Wansong never intended to kill him from the beginning. He just wanted to pretend for a little longer since it was a rare opportunity for him to appear on stage in this capacity.
"A stolen destiny does not belong to you."
He raised his index finger.
Zhu Wu suddenly felt a sense of loss, as if he had lost something important. He looked up and saw a dragon flying out from beside him.
The dragon grew smaller and smaller as it flew, eventually circling around Lin Mingyuan's finger before turning into golden light and merging into his dragon energy.
Zhu Wu felt a pang of disappointment.
He and Emperor Ying had schemed and plotted, all for this dragon energy, only to have it snatched away by the other party with a wave of his hand.
The gap is too big.
While he felt disappointed, a fighting spirit was also rekindled within him.
The existence of the other party not only undermined their confidence, but also showed them a path they had never imagined and a future they had never thought of.
Celestial beings.
No, it is a realm beyond the realm of gods and humans.
Even though he was destined never to reach that level in this lifetime, seeing the power of the other party, the Gate of Heaven seemed to have opened a crack for him.
Losing the dragon aura might not be a bad thing. He no longer needs to worry about power struggles and can devote himself wholeheartedly to martial arts, trying to completely open that door.
"Thank you for your kindness in giving me a second chance."
Zhu Wu lowered his head and sincerely thanked him, "I will handle the matter of the Lin family in Suzhou properly."
When Zhu Wu mentioned the Lin family of Suzhou, Ouyang Xue suddenly realized that her half-sister, Lin Xian'er, had a formidable backer.
The Lin family of Suzhou and the Lin family of the capital were originally one family, and Xian'er was this young master Lin's cousin.
If Young Master Sheng keeps stringing her along, he might get a beating from Young Master Lin.
Just as I was thinking this, a figure suddenly appeared beside me.
"Thinking about me?"
Sheng Wansong stood beside Ouyang Xue and smiled at her.
As martial artists in the Pili world increase their strength, they can naturally perform more and more miracles, and Huang Ru's martial arts are even more advanced, reaching the supreme level of martial arts that is close to godhood.
Sheng Wansong had already quietly left and was now taking a detour to return. The crowd was afraid that the figure was now just a fleeting afterimage.
There is a legend at Shaolin Temple that Bodhidharma meditated facing a wall for thirty years, and although he has been dead for hundreds of years, his shadow is still left on the stone wall of Tianfo Cave.
Taking a photo is a clever way to take this effect a step further.
"I'm thinking of Fairy Sister."
Ouyang Xueyan's words were not sincere, and her cheeks flushed slightly.
Upon seeing Sheng Wansong, a warm feeling surged in her lower abdomen; her body had already memorized this sensation.
What was that term from my past life again? Pavlov's dog?
As long as he fed the dog after ringing the bell each time, over time Pavlov would know it was time to feed the dog whenever he heard the bell.
"I was worried about your safety and rushed here, but it seems there's nothing for me here."
Sheng Wansong bowed slightly to his retreating figure.
"Sir, if there's nothing else urgent, we'll be leaving now."
Before he could even speak, Zhu Wu stepped forward and knelt on one knee.
"Senior, no, Your Majesty!"
"Now that Emperor Ying has passed away without leaving any heirs, the world is on the verge of chaos. I wish to recommend Your Majesty to ascend the throne and rule the Great Liang Dynasty!"
"What the Zhu family owes the Lin family can only be repaid with the entire world."
These words shocked everyone present.
However, not far from where everyone stood was the abyss that this person had blasted out. Considering the ruins here, Zhu Wu's actions seem not difficult to understand.
He did not want the Great Liang Dynasty to perish, even if the position was not held by a member of the Zhu family.
The person before us undoubtedly possesses the power to turn the tide.
"There are no eternal dynasties."
The afterimage slowly lowered its arm and dissipated like mist. "The Liang Dynasty is doomed."
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