Chapter 990 Believe Me, You Will Be Infamous Forever

Chapter 990 Believe me, you will be infamy for eternity...

"Your Majesty, Tuoba...can no longer be loyal..."

At the last moment of his life, Tuoba Bodhisattva thought of the old woman in Beimang Emperor's capital. His eyes were spinning and his head was falling all over the floor.

The golden blood splashed like a waterfall, but there was no waste. The essence of his head, including his head, was completely devoured by Xu Xin, causing a small change in the latter's aura.

With Xu Xin's current strength, if he wants to make greater progress in strength, the qualifications in the human world are obviously not enough. Even if he swallows Wang Xianzhi and other heavenly beings on earth, it is still not enough. After all, none of them are as strong as Xu Xin, nor are they. Like Tuoba Bodhisattva, a heavenly being can live forever.

"Why!"

"Didn't I say it before! I am skilled in swordsmanship..."

Xu Xin stood at the place where Tuoba Bodhisattva fell, shaking his head as if with great regret.

"You never said you could use a knife before, okay!"

"Besides, this is my knife."

Xu Fengnian walked up to Xu Xin and took away the knife that stabbed Tuoba Bodhisattva in the waist with a look of disgust on his face.

"I'm the best in the world, so it's normal to be able to use both swords and swords!"

Xu Xin said naturally that he usually didn't use weapons, not because he didn't know how to use them, but because he knew too many weapons and he didn't particularly like any weapons, so he was too lazy to practice them.

After all, his physical body is stronger than most weapons in the world.

Xu Fengnian wiped off the golden blood on the sword and put it back into its sheath. She looked at Xu Xin randomly and asked, "What should Zhao Dun and the others do with it?"

"They! Go and have a look!"

Xu Xin looked at the Zhao emperor and ministers who were surrounded over there, and walked over with Xu Fengnian.

A gust of breeze swept through the ruins, carrying bits of dust flying to the north, which was the direction of Beimang Emperor's capital.

…

Beimang, the imperial capital.

Since the failure of the million-man battle in Beimang Grassland, Beiting gathered the remaining defeated soldiers and returned to the capital to defend against Beiliang's continued offensive. At the same time, he recuperated and prepared for the next wave of counterattack.

As for Her Majesty the Queen, who single-handedly brought Beimang to the top, she appeared at the Huihui meeting one night and then never showed up again. She was accompanied by the Taiping Order and Yelu Chucai, the minister of Gu Ming of the three dynasties.

In the night, the palace is crowded, and in a small room that is far from being called magnificent, the candlelight flickers gently. Instead of making the room as bright as day, it adds a bit of gloom and darkness. This is probably the so-called Cicada Forest. More than quiet.

An old woman has a serene face, lying quietly on the bed, as if she is remembering the prosperous years of the past, and reminiscing about her glorious youth.

Beside the bed, Taiping Ling, who had been named Beimang Emperor's Master, sat on a small bench, staring down at the old woman with protruding cheeks and her white hair as white as frost.

Li Mibi, who had created the Beimang spider web with his own hands, was sitting on the doorstep of the house. At this moment, the shadow prime minister who made countless powerful people in Beimang feel creeped out, really looked like a twilight old man, lonely and lonely.

"Your Majesty, have you ever felt uncomfortable?"

Tai Ping Ling's words were calm, and there was no hint of fear or sadness, but there was a bit of untimely and rare tenderness.

The old woman answered the question and said softly: "Are you wondering why I don't want to accept the advice of the immortals in the sky and force myself to survive for four or five years?"

Taiping Ling nodded, then quickly shook his head, still softly saying: "It doesn't matter anymore."

"Yeah! It doesn't matter anymore."

The old woman smiled and said: "If Tuoba and the others can win in Liyang and kill Xu Longxiang, then whether I am still alive or not, Beimang will be great again. And if Xu Longxiang wins, whether I am alive or not, they can't stop it. He rules the world."

The old woman did not address me at this time, but talked about me.

The Taiping Order cautiously replied: "Your Majesty, don't worry. If it is true as the immortals in the sky said, Tuoba Bodhisattva can achieve great immortality for gods and humans, then he must be the pinnacle of the human world. Even if he is defeated, he can still protect himself. I, Beimang, can do it..."

"Worried? I have nothing to worry about now."

The old woman gently folded her hands on her abdomen and slightly twitched the corners of her mouth, "I am a dying person, how can I think so much! In my life, I think I am best at the word "forgiveness". I feel guilty about people, It won’t last long, and I can let go of my regrets.”

"This life, the first half of my life, after I left Xu Xiao and entered the palace, it can be said that I have been walking on thin ice, but at least the second half of my life has been comfortable and comfortable, which is good."

"What's more, as a woman, I wear a dragon robe and sit on a dragon chair. I can be considered the first person in the ages. Whether I am famous for a hundred generations or I am infamy for ten thousand years, even if Beimang is destroyed, I will never be able to bypass me in the history of subsequent dynasties. name."

"What big regrets do I have in this life? Probably none of them!"

It's rare for an old woman to be so nagging, and it's even rarer for an old woman to be so calm.

The emperor's master Taiping Ling in front of the old woman's bed snorted. The head of the Chess, Sword and Music Mansion had left the grassland angrily because of the old woman's remark that the emperor had no masters, and went to Liyang Central Plains to remain anonymous for twenty years.

He changed his identity more than ten times, traveled north and south, saw all kinds of things in the world, and enjoyed the mountains and rivers of the Spring and Autumn Period.

There are tens of thousands of scholars in the world, but there are very few who can truly "read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles."

The old woman took a breath and talked for a while with the Taiping Order, Li Mibi and others. When they talked about military and state affairs, the old woman was obviously a little tired, and she could not hide her upset. She slowly Close your eyes, as if you want to be out of sight and out of mind.

She didn't want to be able to get rid of those intrigues and intrigues when her life came to an end.

There was silence for a long time, and the candlelight in the house was still dim.

The old woman murmured in a low voice: "It's getting cold...you all should go, I want to have a good rest."

Autumn is crisp.

If you don't die now, wait until later.

Tai Ping Ling stood up gently, then bent down to bow, but refused to straighten up for a long time.

The female dragon in Beimang finally died in the imperial capital, but the emperor in Liyang did not have any imperial majesty at all. He fainted when the real dragon fell, and was finally awakened by the cold water.

Zhao Dun woke up in a daze. When he looked up, he found that his body seemed to be shorter. It took a long time to realize that he had been pushed to the ground. Where did this bold pariah come from?

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

The cries and calls around him made him sober up. When he finally figured out the situation, Xu Xin, Xu Fengnian and others came hand in hand.

"Xu Longxiang, you can kill me, Yuan Benxi, but you must not treat the Zhao family harshly. If you kill the emperor, no matter how much you whitewash the history books, you will still be infamy."

Zhao Dun recognized that this was the voice of Yuan Benxi. This imperial master also wanted to seek leniency for the Liyang Zhao family, and those who wanted to conquer the world would generally care about what he said. After all, this was a posthumous name. .

Countless pairs of eyes looked at Xu Xin, waiting for him to make a decision.

"What are you looking at? If guilty, kill them. If you deserve to be killed, kill them. It's enough to leave a trace of the Zhao family..."

"As for the history books, let the historians record the causes and consequences, including everything that happened before and after the White Clothes Case in Beijing... And you, Huang Menlang, Yuan Benxi controlled the government, and Zhao Dun was the ridiculous emperor... In addition, Huang Menlang in the future will only be Eunuch..."

"The emperor is ridiculous, the eunuchs monopolized power, unified the Central Plains, and died in the second generation. I believe the unofficial historian will like you as a pair of monarchs and ministers very much. Believe me, you will definitely be infamy for thousands of years..."

Xu Xin thought of the templates of Zhao Gao and Hu Hai, and it would be perfect to apply them to these two people. Anyway, he won’t mess around in the official history. The unofficial history must be very wild, and everyone can understand it!

"no, you can not……"

When Yuan Benxi thought of some possible absurd records in unofficial history, even if the official history did not remember evil deeds, Liyang Zhao Dun Yonghui's dynasty would definitely be infamy for thousands of years, but before he could say a few words, his half-tongued head rolled. Wow, the tongue in the open mouth is only half an inch, which is really ugly.