MTL - After Emptying the Enemy’s Warehouse, He Carried Supplies To Survive the Disaster Years-Chapter 415 Surrender Zhaoshu
The news that the Northern Emperor was beheaded was spread to the Southern Kingdom and the Baiyun Kingdom by thoughtful people. The two Xiao emperors had different moods.
Antai Emperor Xiao Hongsheng looked at the dying charcoal fire in his palace and thought of his tragic life.
“Alas, time is also destiny, the sky is going to destroy Baiyun Kingdom.
I have done nothing in my life, and I am ashamed of my ancestors of the Xiao family. Let me do the last thing for the people! "
The frustrated Emperor Antai wrote a letter of surrender himself in ink.
The only request is that the Great Xia Kingdom treat the people of the Baiyun Kingdom kindly, and send the letter of surrender and the jade seal to the Emperor of the Great Xia Kingdom along with the death guards who have followed him since childhood.
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The dead man, who was eager to win, entered the palace through a secret passage. As soon as he came out of the secret passage, he smelled a strange smell.
In the blink of an eye, he opened the courtyard door fully dressed and said in a deep voice.
Could it be that the concubines in the harem of Daxia Kingdom died in the cold palace and no one cared about them, but he had never heard of the emperor of Daxia Kingdom having any concubines!
No, someone is coming right in front of you, but you can’t let him have a good time.
“Hey, you dare to stare at me, take me away!”
The dead man thought he had discovered the secret of the Emperor of Great Xia, but when he thought of the secret message he was carrying, he had to find someone to do something first.
When he saw the familiar notes and jade seal, he took a look at the unfamiliar face of the dead man, stepped forward and fumbled behind his ear.
He is very familiar with some things in the world and knows that some people can no longer sit still. …
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Pretend to be benevolent and moral, but secretly do **** things like male thieves and female prostitutes. 】
“Hahaha, you **** boy finally spoke, I thought you were mute.
“Daddy!”
The second day of junior high school went over and whispered to Manager Qiu what happened at night. After hearing this, Manager Qiu quickly walked towards the Tianlao.
Under the lights, a net fell from the sky to cover the dead man, and a small group of guards with swords appeared one after another.
On the second day of the lunar month, he cupped his fists and raised his hands in the direction of the Yangxin Hall, thinking that this person must have revenge on the emperor and the imperial master.
The second grade of junior high school was full of evil intentions, and his hands were so itchy that he wished he could go directly to the prison. It was so late that he would not disturb the emperor and the imperial master's rest.
He must be a hypocritical and despicable person who used shady means to deceive people outside.
Then let me ask, what is the purpose of this dead boy entering the palace? The Holy Sage and the National Preceptor are the Holy Masters, and who in the whole country of Daxia would not say "Master is good". "
It complements the quiet palace perfectly, and anyone who sees it will be scared to death.
On the second day of junior high school, I was smiling from ear to ear. I finally caught a kid who broke into the palace at night. Now I had to try out the tools in the torture chamber.
The dead man who delivered the letter wanted to find out the strength of the Imperial Palace of Daxia. The news he got from the market was that ordinary people could enter and leave the palace at will.
“Grandpa, my godfather is gone, and my grandson can’t save him.” Wen Rong looked at Mr. Qiu with red eyes.
The second grade junior high school student who had specifically asked Manager Qiu for advice on the interrogation had been itching for a long time. Unfortunately, he had never been able to catch anyone who could be targeted.
He likes stubborn boys with backbone! 】
“What happened, tell me!”
The dead man stared at the second grade of junior high school without saying a word. He was caught because he was not good at studying, but this man did not rely on his real ability and could not be called a hero.
“Report to Manager Qiu, I have something important to ask you!”
"I am the messenger of Emperor Antai of Baiyun State. I want to meet with Emperor Daxia and have important items to deliver."
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The Baiyun Kingdom will be destroyed sooner or later. The Great Xia Kingdom is the one everyone hopes to return to, and the two masters are the emperors of the people. "
【It's better not to let go! That way he could use each instrument of torture once.
“Pedantry, you will not be wrong if you listen to me.
The dead man, who was originally emotionless, suddenly became passionate. Manager Qiu looked at him and said.
On the second day of the lunar month, I heard that this boy wanted to see his master. How could he dare to let him go so easily? At the very least, he had to pass this test before he could see his two masters.
Knowing that something was wrong, the dead man suddenly took two steps back and jumped up on the wall.
He took off a mask as thin as a cicada's wings and looked at the familiar face in front of him with slightly moving eyes.
“Wen Rong!”
Mr. Qiu, who was walking in front, raised the corners of his mouth slightly when he said this, and his face reflected in the palace lantern was gloomy and scary.
Unless the master doesn’t want me, I will have to follow the master for the rest of my life. "Wen Rong's eyes were a little dim as he said.
As soon as he heard the movement outside the courtyard, the old man lying on his side suddenly opened his sharp eyes, rolled over and got out of bed, put on his boots and put on his clothes accurately, with smooth movements.
“Swish, swish, swish!”
Don’t you want to see the sun every day, smell the free air, and taste different food?
"If you want to use lynching, you are not afraid of the Emperor of Great Xia punishing you."
Wen Rong glanced at the high palace wall longingly. He had been a dead soldier for as long as he could remember, and no one had ever told him that he could still have freedom.
“Wow!”
It smelled like something that had been left out for a long time, but it wasn't very smelly. He couldn't tell what exactly was smelling.
His fighting skills are not good, but there will definitely be no problem in interrogating prisoners. The emperor said this is called "specialization in the art".
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Mr. Qiu, who is responsible for the leadership of the bodyguards, lives alone in a very ordinary small courtyard with three rooms.
After Manager Qiu finished speaking, he stepped forward and tapped Wen Rong's acupuncture points, so that he could not use his internal energy for the time being.
Although the guards in the palace rarely leave the palace, their eyes are spread all over the Great Xia Kingdom, as well as the Southern Kingdom and Baiyun Kingdom.
The dead man clearly remembers that this is the most remote cold palace in the palace, and some concubines who are not powerful and offend others live and die here without anyone knowing.
Even getting married and having children, and the family is full of descendants! "
What's more, the two masters were busy with official duties during the day and had already rested.
Ever since Manager Qiu came in, he had been keeping an eye on his deceased soldier Wen Rong, and his expression gradually changed, as if he was seeing a long-lost relative.
When I touched the door of Leng Palace, I realized that there was no snow on the ground.
The dead man who was taken into the execution room of the sky prison looked at the torture instruments with disdain and said unhurriedly.
“Hey, look where you are going!
They are targeting you as soon as you enter the secret passage, and you dare to run out. You are very courageous. "
When he saw the Ming Emperor's belongings, his face changed drastically, he whispered a few words to the guards around him, and then left in a hurry.
Seeing the boy who was living on the Internet in the second day, he stubbornly stared at people and knew that this was a hard bone, and he would definitely not make it easy.
If he dared to disturb him at will, Manager Qiu would have to skin him. In desperation, Chu Er went forward to search the dead man himself.
“Freedom!”
“Grandpa, ever since I can remember, I have only known the master as a person, and he cannot control his life or death.
“It’s me, I’m not dead yet! Follow me to see the Imperial Preceptor.”
“You are no longer fit to be a dead soldier. You can think carefully about your future plans.
It is even more unthinkable to have a family and have a family full of children and grandchildren, because no dead man can live to the day of getting married.
The emperor will not allow dead soldiers to have families, because it will only be a drag on them and become their weakness.
As the dead soldiers around the emperor, they must be prepared to die at all times. This is their fate.
