Chapter 45 A female stream, taking charge of the mountains and rivers [4/5]

That night.

The news of His Majesty’s death by assassination by a mission spread throughout the capital.

Three days later.

The news came from the imperial capital.

The world is in chaos.

The people who have been suffering for a long time have revolted one after another, and the army of the state capitals is even more panicked, and they do not know who to serve.

Several princes in the imperial capital re-enacted the battle of the year.

Just this time.

They are all mediocre people, they have no iron fists, and are controlled by some chaotic ministers and thieves.

The three descendant organizations of Heavenly Court, Dark Buddha, and Hades frequently promote civil unrest behind the scenes. In less than half a month, the competition between the princes has become fierce. They lead each other’s guards to fight in the palace city, fighting to the death.

The blood of the dynasty withered.

The concubines and concubines were all killed by the rebel army.

Terrible.

The entire imperial capital seems to have become hell.

The great Confucians summoned hundreds of officials to ask the prince to stop fighting, but the prince with the red eye was killed on the spot. This year, the dynasty was completely plunged into darkness.

The capitals of the states have been designated as kings.

The world falls apart.

Adjacent countries took the opportunity to harass the frontier and annexed territory.

year end.

The dynasty is crumbling.

Mansion courtyard.

Zhou Fan played the piano.

The sound of the piano is like a mountain and an empty valley, and it is like a small bridge and flowing water, which is pleasant to the ear.

“Ding! Your piano skills enter the room, attracting people to linger, and your savvy +200.”

“Ding! Your piano skills are consummate and touching, and your comprehension +200.”

“…”

Relying on her mother at the door, she looked at Zhou Fan who was playing the piano, she seemed to see the elegant man of the year.

A chorus of tunes flowed.

The air of heaven and earth reverberated, and the dead trees and leaves fell.

Quite depressing.

The lark on the stone platform, since the dynasty fell into darkness, seemed to have broken wings, and even though it listened to the moving sound of the piano, it did not respond at all.

The mother came over, stroked the lark, and whispered softly: “The spring bird enters the dynasty, and the summer bird returns without realizing it…”

this day.

The mother, who had never left the mansion, stepped out of the gate.

So far the dynasty is in turmoil.

The former Concubine Shu persuaded the only remaining royal uncle of the dynasty to join forces with loyal court officials to quickly suppress the two surviving princes who were still fighting.

She listened to the advice of the ministers, promulgated a recuperation policy, exempted the dynasty from taxes for ten years, and at the same time sold all the valuable items in the palace, bought grain at high prices, and opened porridge in various streets of the imperial city.

The people of the dynasty all admired the immeasurable kindness of Concubine Shu.

The gradually decaying dynasty slowly regained its vigor in just a few years.

A hundred officials petitioned to follow the last edict of the previous emperor, let the concubine Shu sit in the East Palace, and the king of Shu ascended the throne to bring things right.

But the mother refused because the king of Shu was not good enough.

She just wants to keep this dynasty going.

Many great Confucians were convinced by Concubine Shu’s moral character, and they came out one after another to persuade the gentry of the prefectures. However, the Jiedu envoys, who were called kings in all the states and states, were forced to temporarily suspend their troops and stop wars, and on the surface they still obeyed the dynasty.

In the blink of an eye, decades of cold and heat have passed.

Inside the palace.

The mother who has worked hard for many years has gray hair on the temples, but she insists on being diligent in government affairs, actively communicates with the gentry and the common people, and frequently solves many remaining problems.

With the concerted efforts of the great Confucian officials and the sergeants with armor, after decades of recuperation, the four or five prefectures near the imperial capital were returned to the imperial dynasty.

The people of the capital gradually live and work in peace and contentment.

The grievances of the state capitals gradually subsided.

The world is falling apart, there is a trace of vitality.

Zhou Fan stood on the palace wall and looked at the distant horizon, as if he saw the entire dynasty.

There was a hint of helplessness on his face. In the past few decades, without his secret help, the turbulent dynasty would not have been able to stabilize so much.

But several shots have attracted the attention of the three major descendant organizations.

They were even afraid that they might have guessed their identity faintly.

after all.

There are very few people in the Reincarnation Tower who can cover up the investigation of the three major descendants.

Especially in this small world that is limited to 20 arrivals, after careful consideration, it is not difficult to guess the promise.

Flutter flutter.

The cheerful white spirit bird landed on Zhou Fan’s shoulders, its eyes regained the spirituality when it first saw it, its wings stretched, and one foot danced around its shoulders.

Zhou Fan smiled and stroked the head of the lark with his palm.

At this time.

A sound of footsteps came from behind.

soon.

The cute and cute palace maid jumped to Zhou Fan’s side.

Not only was the lark not frightened, on the contrary, it flew into the palm of the palace maid’s palm.

“Junior, what kind of bird is this? It’s so cute.”

A sweet voice came out.

Zhou Fan turned around and said with a smile, “It’s just a bird that likes to listen to the music and dance.”

The cute palace maid was surprised, “Can it still dance?”

Zhou Fan did not respond.

Because the lark is already fluttering its wings and dancing.

at the same time.

Zhou Fan moved the air with his fingers, and a wisp of piano sound surrounded him.

The cute palace maid clapped her hands and cheered: “Junior, it’s so good, I didn’t expect you to come to a small world, and you have so many talents.”

Zhou Fan laughed, “Sister Guo’er, the lark is cute, you are even cuter.”

The cute palace maid is Su Xiaoguo.

She and Han Yanran didn’t listen to Nangong Xin’er’s words, they secretly ran to the Reincarnation Tower in Biyun City and descended together.

As a result, neither Nangong Xiner nor Han Yanran came to the same small world with Zhou Fan as they wished. Instead, the cute Su Xiaoguo came here.

Su Xiaoguo’s cheeks flushed.

She is one of the more shy members of Qiangwei’s team, not as unrestrained as Han Yanran, nor as cold as Nangong Xin’er.

suddenly.

There was a hint of urgency in her eyes.

“What’s up?”

Zhou Fan was surprised.

“The Heavenly Court Adventist Organization will gather all the descendants to collectively enter the palace city tomorrow and assassinate Concubine Shu!”

[Another wave of climax is coming, ask for another wave of flowers and evaluation tickets! ! ]*

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