Chapter 101 Return of the National Teacher

Li Qinglin is not a god after all, he has calculated everything but still missed one thing.

In other words, his thoughts were not on this aspect, and he hadn't thought about it at all.

Although the blazing formation is in the outer palace, it will naturally spread to the inner palace when the fire comes together. The Western Wilderness Army was not all crowded in the outer palace square, they had been scattered by Mang You to the main roads, and when there was a fire here, some remnants ran in, killing and looting.

The guards in the palace couldn't stop these remnants of the Western Wilderness.

Even many guards and concubines in the palace didn't know Li Qinglin's plan. When they saw the Lihuo city was broken and the palace was on fire, their first reaction was "it's over and the country is destroyed", so they started to rob the palace and flee.

If there were no accidents, all of Li Qinglin's family members would have died in this catastrophe, including his only child.

In the East Palace, a young woman in palace attire with ordinary complexion but elegant temperament was standing by the window holding a little girl over one year old in her arms. Looking at the flames outside, listening to the howling and cursing of the soldiers, his expression was full of hatred.

"Some people may say that your father is a hero. But to you and me, he is just a bastard."

The young woman smiled miserably, turned around and waved her hands, and hung a white silk on the beam.

There was a scream, and the eunuchs outside the palace were hacked to death, and a few remnants of the Western Wilderness rushed in, raising their knives and laughing wildly: "I found it, this is Li Qinglin's queen and princess!"

The young woman didn't even have a chance to hang herself, so she silently took a pair of scissors and pressed them against her own neck.

The Xihuang soldier's eyes were red, and he laughed maniacally: "You're dead, you'll strip off your clothes and hang your corpse outside the city, and there is this little girl, I will take it away and sell it to Xihuang as a skinny horse..."

The young woman trembled all over as she watched Xihuang soldiers rush in to snatch the child.

The one-year-old little girl sat aside, her big eyes looked at the vicious soldiers calmly, without crying.

"I hate this kind of look the most. It's the same virtue as your dead ghost father!" The Xihuang soldier was furious, and he was about to slap the child on the face.

Suddenly a gust of wind whizzed by, the slap slapped in the air, the child was taken away by the invisible force, and floated all the way outside the palace.

Turning his head to look, a young man in green clothes came stepping on the fire and went straight into the palace. A blue shadow flashed, and the visitor had already blocked the queen and handed the child to her.

The queen was stunned for a moment: "You..."

The Xihuang soldier raised his knife and said angrily, "Who are you!"

The visitor turned his head slowly, and instead of looking at the Xihuang soldiers, he turned his eyes to the fire not far away, feeling a little sad. After being silent for a while, he said in a low voice, "Nanli Guoshi, Qin Yi."

The mace roared up, and before the Xihuang soldiers could react, all their heads burst and they died on the ground.

The queen cried bitterly while holding the child.

The child hid in his mother's arms, staring at Qin Yi's thin back with big eyes without blinking, without saying a word.

Many people have forgotten that Nanli still has a national teacher, but Qin Yi is really Nanli's national teacher.

The return of the national teacher easily quelled the chaos.

With the military force that crushed ordinary soldiers and Nanli's respected status as a national teacher, it took only half a day to reorganize the guards, contact the internal and external ministers, and completely stabilize the entire Lihuo City.

In fact, before Qin Yi entered the city, when he saw the city gate falling and the palace on fire, he was heartbroken. Everyone thought that the city must be destroyed and the country destroyed. He was holding on to the last sliver of luck to see if there was still a chance to save the Li Qinglin brothers and sisters from escaping.

After entering the city, I felt that this was not the case. The royal palace was on fire, but the entire Lihuo city was only rebellious with some remnants of soldiers, and there were even ministers and family members who resisted and sorted out the chaos. It didn't look like it was occupied at all. It was only after saving the inner palace and contacting the foreign ministers that he learned about all of Li Qinglin's arrangements from Xiangguo.

Then I met Minghe and got a report from Minghe.

"So I'm really a friend in his heart?"

"Actually, Li Qinglin... is not an emperor, he is always a warrior in essence."

Qin Yi was silent for a long time, and said in a low voice: "Being friends in the Northeast, I really obeyed your hexagram, but I don't know how to celebrate."

Minghe shook his head, but did not answer.

Qin Yi looked at her for a while, but he didn't know what answer he wanted.

Minghe has the absolute ability to turn everything around. It's just a matter of flipping someone's life if he wants to save someone's life. He can even directly help destroy Xihuang. But Qin Yi knew that he couldn't blame Ming He for his inaction, because all this really had nothing to do with her.

In her eyes, Nanli and Xihuang don't have who is right and who is wrong. She is just a spectator, a witness to a period of history.

What's more, Li Qinglin might not want to be rescued by anyone. For a soldier, it is probably far better to die in glory than to be old and sick in bed.

But Qin Yi felt a little uncomfortable after all, and couldn't help but said: "The Taoist priest has watched so much, and I don't think you have gained much. So far, the heart of the piano is only perfect, and this hurdle has not been crossed."

"Yes." Minghe said: "After this matter, Pindao will go back to the sect to retreat, and there should be a breakthrough. In addition, the sword formation of fellow Taoists has given Pindao a lot of inspiration, and the way of formation will definitely improve in the future." On the first floor, Pindao owes fellow Daoist a favor."

Liusu hummed.

Qin Yi said: "My practice is not as good as yours, but I always think that your kind of 'experiencing the world of mortals' is fake. If you don't invest in it, it will be as shallow as what you get on paper."

Ming He wondered: "Fellow Daoist didn't have such an idea before... Looking at this idea, Fellow Daoist, it seems that the trip to the Rift Valley has enlightened you a lot?"

"I didn't go here for enlightenment. It's a pity that everything I did was in vain. It doesn't matter if I don't talk about it."

This is outside the ruins of the outer palace. After Qin Yi said this, he stopped talking to Minghe and walked into the ruins slowly.

The fire has been extinguished by the organization. There are charred corpses everywhere in the square. It is impossible to tell who is who. Soldiers are silently cleaning up the place.

Snow was still falling in the sky, and soon the square was covered with snow.

Qin Yi wandered back and forth for a long time, and finally stood still. Where he stood, a blackened gun was faintly exposed in the snow.

He bent down and caressed, the scorched black was wiped away, revealing the silver light inside.

The life-enhancing elixir has been obtained, but it is no longer needed - even if he came back early, it would be meaningless to Li Qinglin. In the last days of his life, Li Qinglin knew exactly what he wanted.

Qin Yi knew that he admired him very much. Compared to Ming He, Li Qinglin lived out what he should.

His views on immortality and longevity in the world are slightly biased towards the latter. Although he himself is a salty fish who does not rely on both sides, it does not prevent him from appreciating the latter more.

Therefore, to gain friends in the southwest is to go with the like.

The queen walked over with the child in her arms, looked at the gun in front of Qin Yi, and asked in a trembling voice, "National teacher... is, is this..."

Qin Yi couldn't bear to push the snow off the corpse holding the gun. It took a long time to squat down and hold the child's shoulder: "This is your father's gun. Remember, he is the greatest king in Nanli's history."

The sound of horseshoes came from far to near, and when they were approaching the ruins, they all reined in their horses, and there was no more sound.

Qin Yi stood up and turned to look. It was Li Qingjun in his blood-stained robe.

The two stared at each other silently for a long time, Li Qingjun jumped off his horse suddenly, and galloped over to hug Qin Yi tightly.

She almost exhausted all her strength, so that Qin Yi's perfectly forged body felt a little pain, but he didn't say anything, just gently stroked her hair, feeling her trembling body.

Qin Yi knew that she wanted to cry, but he didn't cry out.

More than two months have passed, and this innocent girl has long been different. She is now Nanli's pillar of the sky, and she can no longer easily show a little weakness on the outside.

Li Qingjun hugged him hard for a long, long time before he softened as if exhausted, leaned into his arms and whispered: "I will spend a day or two at most to stabilize the situation in the royal city, bury the prince, and help my niece ascend the throne. At the same time, prepare for war and directly counterattack Xihuang. Will you...will you go?"

"Go." Qin Yi replied simply and clearly.

He is not a spectator like Ming He.

He is Li Qingjun's lover, Li Qinglin's friend, and Nanli's national teacher.

No matter what it was for, he was also happy to erase Xihuang from the side of the bed for Nanli.

This is the best opportunity.