Infinite Throne

   Chapter 961 Like Snow (2 in 1)

this day.

  When the dawn rises, the world changes greatly.

   When everyone woke up in the morning, they heard a voice as vast as falling from the sky.

   "Where the destiny returns, the emperor returns!"

  The people walked out of their dilapidated homes one after another,

   Stepping on the messy bluestone road,

   They looked over where the voice came,

  I saw a multicolored auspicious cloud in the shape of a dragon and phoenix in the direction of Qingdu.

  …

  Xia Xiaoman kept crying, crying and crying.

   Everyone was watching Xia Xiaoman cry.

   No one stepped forward to dissuade him.

   Even if the great commander felt in his heart that a female emperor and emperor who was destined to be destined to cry in front of so many people, it was indecent, but he couldn't stop it.

   This kind of sadness, although he can't empathize, is rendered vividly by the cry.

   A vision descended from the sky, surrounding her, but it seemed to have nothing to do with her.

   Until the light and shadow dissipated, she was still digging the soil on the ground, as if she wanted to dig out a senior Lin Yi from the soil.

   Even if it is not alive, the dead can be buried well!

   Even though Xia Xiaoman was a Jindan cultivator, she forgot to protect her body with infuriating energy, and let the rough soil grind her fingers into blood.

   In the end, Xia Xiaoman fell asleep.

  After the war,

  The Nanwang army disarmed and surrendered.

   They have no reason to fight.

   This series of celestial phenomena wiped out what little fighting spirit they had left.

  Xia Xingchen was already dead after the emperor came into the world, and it was meaningless to fight and fight again.

   That is the emperor, the emperor of destiny, who will compete with him?

  The sky is high and the ground is wide, and the destiny is the greatest.

   The emperor's destiny bestowed by God, who dares to slander half a sentence?

   When Xia Xingchen ascended the throne, he also had the luck of the emperor.

  But Xia Xingchen died.

   Many soldiers of the Southern King’s Army secretly hated, if Xia Xingchen hadn’t died, would the world be a little different?

   Will their lives be completely different?

   But the reality is, there are not so many “ifs”.

   Winning the king and defeating the bandit, benevolence and righteousness become empty in a blink of an eye.

  Some people may have hatred in their hearts, but their hatred, with Lin Yi's death, has no purpose of hatred.

  Lin Yi killed a lot of people, a lot, a lot, a lot.

  Thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands.

   is too many to count.

   But at the end, Lin Yi used his life to carry all the hatred and blood and tears, and annihilated between heaven and earth. He used his blood to cleanse the lead and bring a new future to the Dagan Dynasty.

  This Dagan Dynasty will usher in a peaceful and prosperous age with the death of the big devil Lin.

  …

  Xia Xiaoman sleeps all night.

   This night,

   She had a dream.

   In the dream, there are mountains, water, villas, gardens, and a crane beside it.

   And… Lin Yi.

  Senior Brother Lin Yi is surrounded by cranes, floating like a fairy... at the barbecue.

   It was obviously a dream, but the fragrance made the corners of my sister's mouth drool involuntarily.

   "Hi, Junior Sister."

  Lin Yi in the dream, just like when they first met at the Golden Temple four years ago.

   At that time, Lin Yi was a high-spirited teenager, and she was the eldest princess who shaved her head and ran away from home.

  Xia Xiaoman pounced.

   In the dream, Xia Xiaoman cried and shouted, hugging Senior Brother Lin Yi and talking a lot.

  Senior Brother Lin Yi just patted her forehead gently, poked Xia Xiaoman's heart lightly, and pointed at that place.

   "I left you something, it will protect you for me."

  Xia Xiaoman looked down at the depression in his drum, Xia Fei's cheeks.

   "You rascal!"

   "Believe me, I will not die, one day, I will step on the colorful clouds and appear in front of you."

"real?"

   "When did Senior Brother lie to you?"

   "Hook!"

   "Then it's said, when your sword Ling Xiao is unbeatable, it will be when you and I meet again."

  …

   No one noticed.

   This night, on the roof of Yingxue Pavilion, there was a scarlet bat shadow that disappeared in a flash.

  …

  Qingdu was flourishing after the war.

  Many houses collapsed in the aftermath of the monk's war, and the streets extending in all directions were rubble and shattered.

  The Nanwang Army was confiscated its ordnance, divided it into the Sixth Army, and was temporarily treated as a miscellaneous soldier.

  300,000 handymen, strong and strong, the dirty work of rebuilding Qingdu is not a problem.

   Everyone's faces were filled with a kind of joy after the catastrophe.

  The people all know that the war that lasted for several years is finally over.

  The common people were talking about the sigh of war after dinner.

   Of course, these topics are always inseparable from a man who can be called a great devil - Lin Yi.

  Lin Yi almost single-handedly caused a **** storm in the secular world. In the end, he was cut down by the real name Tiannv, the eldest princess, and the human emperor Xia Xiaoman, who was destined to return.

  …

  The court officials who should have been "assassinated" actually came back to life one after another.

  It turned out that they were all kidnapped by a hideous assassin in their sleep one night and trapped in a dungeon.

   The location of the dungeon is in Chang'an Palace.

And this morning, the door of the dungeon opened on its own, and the old officials walked out of the ground and saw the sun again. One after another, the courtiers burst into tears. When they learned that it was the eldest princess Xia Xiaoman who killed Lin Yi with a sword, it was a way to save the world. These wicked people shouted, "The late emperor manifests his spirit, and God blesses the great man."

   When they walked out of the dungeon, they unexpectedly found that the empress dowager, who used to be powerful, was Concubine Shu, who had died in the hospital.

   Concubine Shu's death was strange and unpredictable, and finally added a strong stroke to the numerous **** cases of "Apocalypse Assassin Lin Yi".

   In short, that's what happened.

  The courtiers are still there, and after a few days of rest, they will resume their duties.

  The internal affairs of the Dagan Dynasty re-operated, dispatched troops to various places, and re-controlled every city in the territory of Dagan.

   Later,

   Originally the King of Zhengbei, but now the Prince of Xi, who became the Prince of Xi, after learning what happened in Qingdu, he was disheartened and voluntarily surrendered his military power and became a monk in Ping'an Temple.

   Law name: Chunhan.

   In terms of seniority, he is Wang Xiaohu's younger brother.

   After Lin Yi died, Wang Xiaohu was unbearably grief-stricken. He recited the "Sutra of Rebirth" for Lin Yi in the temple for eighty-one days without ever stepping out of the meditation hall.

  …

half year later.

  January 1st.

a new Year.

  The refurbished Jinluan Palace is magnificent.

  Xia Xiaoman was dressed in a brocade robe of dragon and phoenix, with a crown on his head, light makeup and light dyeing. He rode on a giant white tiger several feet tall, followed by a hundred palace maids behind him and set foot on the stairs to the sky.

   I saw Xia Xiaoman's face, the immaturity of the past had been washed away, and the imperial majesty was beyond words while walking.

  The lord of the country, Xia Xiaoman, under the witness of civil and military officials, declared the world:

   "From today onwards, the eldest daughter of the Xia clan, Zhenping, has fulfilled the mandate of heaven and the people's will, and ascended to the throne of the emperor."

   "I am the Dagan Dynasty, the 15th monarch!"

   "From today onwards, the new calendar will be launched, the first year of the true peace calendar, the world will be amnesty, and the gift will be exempted for three years!"

   "I am, Emperor Zhenping!"

   "I have the imperial seal, the white tiger spirit beast, the holy beast for protecting the country! Seeing the holy beast for protecting the country is like seeing the Son of Heaven!"

  …

The process of   's ascension to the throne was exceptionally smooth.

Whether it is the will of the common people, the will of officials, or those who witnessed the vision that night, they know that the enthronement of the empress is the trend of the times and the destiny of the gods. During the whole process, even when it was revealed to the world, there was almost no objection. sound.

  Lin Yi has done enough, enough.

   Before he died, he paved the bumpy road for the Empress to become a smooth road.

  The second year of the true calendar.

  The Great Emperor Zhenping burned the history books, erasing all the deeds about "Lin Yi" from history.

  The second year of the true calendar, June.

  Emperor Zhenping said, "Empowering the state with Wenwen", regardless of family or qualifications, all those with great talents are entrusted with high officials and treated with generous salaries and courtesy. For a time, the imperial examinations of the Daqian Dynasty were booming, and the people shouted, "Reading well and reading well is the only way to change one's destiny."

   Three years of the true lunar calendar.

  Emperor Zhenping changed the national law, completely abolished the "feudal monarchy", set up a "provincial political division", set up a "provincial military division", and then subdivided into different levels, and divided military power and internal affairs.

   In the same year,

  The Great Emperor Zhenping went on a tour to the south, where he personally took the son and widow of Prince Nan and brought him back to Qingdu, where he treated each other with courtesy, taught poetry and books, and taught the art of war. Later history books recorded this matter, saying that Empress Zhenping "disregarded previous grudges, and her heart is more than sages".

  In the sixth year of the Zhenping calendar, Emperor Zhenping encouraged the development of the shipping industry. She personally incorporated the Black Shark Gang, which was like a piece of scattered sand, and established the "Shipping Department", which communicated with Niuhezhou in the West and Zhanbuzhou in the South, and communicated with other countries.

   In the tenth year of the real calendar, the shipping industry and smelting technology of the Daqian Dynasty developed to their peak.

   In the twelfth year of the Zhenping calendar, Emperor Zhenping discovered "black oil" and set up a well to mine it. Then, overseas countries have successively discovered the magical effect of "black oil". "Oil fields" have sprung up all over the three continents, one after another.

   In the fifteenth year of the true peace calendar, the production method of "black powder" in Nanzhanbuzhou was introduced into Dagan.

In the 17th year of the real calendar, there was an inventor in Hezhou, Xiniu, who used the effect of "black oil" to invent the "iron cow machine". .

   In the 20th year of the Zhenping calendar, Xuanmen retired and was no longer born, and the monk gradually became an ethereal legend.

   Thirty years,

Tools such as    "iron chariot", "iron horse", "fire system" and "thunder cannon" gradually entered the field of vision of the common people.

   Later, some people gradually named the "iron bull machine" as "internal combustion engine".

   "Iron Horse" has become more and more skilled in technology.

   In the 31st year of the real calendar, the first pure fuel vehicle in history that did not require animal traction was born.

   In the 50th year of the Zhenping calendar, historians recorded that Emperor Zhenping was more than a few years old, his hair was like silver frost, his flour was like a child’s, and his skin was better than snow. He could be called a “sage from heaven”.

  …

   The real calendar is fifty-two years.

  The Empress abdicated, and the sixteenth-generation monarch ascended the throne, named "Prosperity".

   It is said that Xia Changyun, the descendant of Xia Xingchen, belongs to the true royal orthodoxy.

   Empress Zhenping abdicated, the same year, July 7th.

   A woman with white hair that beats the snow, eyebrows like a rosy glow, an elegant and cold woman, wearing a white plain clothes, standing not far from the Emperor's Tomb, in front of an unnamed tombstone.

  No one knows whose tombstone this is, or even who this tombstone commemorates.

   But the courtiers all know that every year on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, the Empress withdraws from her left and right sides, and sits alone all night until dawn.

   At this moment, Xia Xiaoman no longer wears a dragon robe and a golden crown. After she removed the throne, the imperial prestige faded in an instant. At this moment, she is just an ordinary woman who has passed away.

   "Apart from my white hair, my face is not old at all. Brother, why did you protect Xiaoman like this when you died?"

  Xia Xiaoman lightly covered her full chest, she vaguely remembered the dream after the death of Senior Brother Lin Yi, as if Senior Brother Lin Yi's fingers were right there.

   She would rather believe that this was not a dream, because she could clearly feel that there was a scabbard in her heart, occupying that position when it beat.

   That is... the scabbard of my brother.

"In this life, let Dagan return to a peaceful and prosperous world. Xiaoman will live up to his father, the emperor, and the people of the world. I, Xia Xiaoman, have no complaints or regrets." Xia Xiaoman smiled and looked in front of him. The wordless monument was shot out with a palm, and as the nameless robe shattered into powder, a snow-white long sword hung in the air.

   "Sorry, Xue Er, because you are stained with your brother's blood, I have been reluctant to face you and face...myself all these years."

  Xia Xiaoman made a wrist move and held the Frost Snow Sword, which had been separated for fifty years, in her hand. She felt the blood connection on the Frost Snow Sword, closed her eyes, and remained silent for a long time.

After    silence,

   She turned around suddenly, bowed her head and smiled. There is a cute kitten standing there.

   "Sister Chu Chu, do you want to go with me to the East China Sea?"

"Meow, don't go." Bai Chuchu shook his head: "I promised the young master to protect you for fifty years, and now Ben Miao has given you two years in vain." Bai Chuchu stretched out her cat's claws and raised two of them. Meaning: You still owe me two years.

   "Oh, the world is huge, if we can meet in the future, if you need it, you will die."

   "Then, goodbye!"

  The cloud follows the dragon and the wind follows the tiger. After a gust of wind, the tiger pretended to be a cat and disappeared.

  Xia Xiaoman flicked his flying sword, Yujian flew into the sky, and went straight to the sky, all the way to the east.

   Hereafter,

  In Qingdu, there is no Emperor Zhenping, no more Xia Xiaoman.

  The protector of the country of the Dagan Dynasty has disappeared from the world at the same time.

  …

   Three days later.

  The coast of the East China Sea.

   Fifty years ago, it was just a small fishing village, but fifty years later, it has become a prosperous port city with a population of nearly 200,000 - Linxian City.

   According to legend, many years ago, there were immortals here, and there was a cliff named "Wangxian Cliff".

  Xia Xiaoman fell on the top of Wangxian Cliff, where the terrain is so high that it is difficult for ordinary people to reach.

   "Inferior Xia Xiaoman, beg the Sect Leader to forgive him and return to Tianjianmen!"

  Xia Xiaoman knelt on the top of Wangxian Cliff, one kneeling for seven days.

  The wind blows and the sun shines, and the rain falls and the clouds disappear.

   Seven days later,

  A woman with white hair suddenly appeared in front of Xia Xiaoman who was still kneeling.

   "You don't regret it?"

   "The disciple has no regrets."

  Xia Xiaoman didn't dare to look up.

   "Why?"

   "From now on, Xia Xiaoman will seek the Tao with all his heart, and he will only seek a sword to Ling Xiao, no one can beat him, to prove the Great Way of Longevity."

"What a 'one sword Ling Xiao, no one is invincible'." Sect Master Supreme sighed, and she looked deeply at Xia Xiaoman kneeling on the ground: "In this case, your past is gone, and the relationship is broken. Huang Xia Xiaoman is dead, from today onwards, you are no longer Xia Xiaoman, but an ordinary Tianjianmen cultivator, a direct disciple of this seat."

   "The disciple understands that he is willing to give up all his past and slash his ties with his sword. Please master... give me a name."

The Sect Leader closed his eyes and pondered, and muttered to himself, "Someone once gave me orders, and I will have two disciples in my life, morning Chengshuang and Mu Ruxue." The Sect Leader opened his eyes coldly: "In that case, From today onwards, you are... Xia Ruxue."

Xia Xiaoman, no, the calm Xia Ruxue, who has been the emperor for fifty years, trembled when she heard the words "Xia Ruxue", which she deliberately sealed away. The past flooded my mind like a tide.

   Next second,

   "Boom! Boom! Boom!"

  Xia Ruxue kowtowed hard... Tears flowed down her face.

  Ah…ah…ah.

  Xia Ruxue was crying in her heart.

   "Xia Ruxue...I have seen Master!"

   It turned out that she was Xia Ruxue.

   (end of this chapter)