Prison Dragon

Chapter 186

Ao Chen is very puzzled why Yang You refuses to give up the Qi State, a dilapidated country is just a fertile land for the monarch to satisfy his selfish desires, and now the land is barren and poorly harvested, why does he still fertilize desperately?

Ao Chen thought of the ideal of youth again, as long as he is still the emperor one day, he will be responsible to the world to the end.

He looked at the young man without doing anything. This was the scene Ao Chen wanted to see, but he didn't want the young man to bear it.

He wanted to let go of everything, but as long as he thought of those unforgettable nights and stinging pain, as well as the dirty smell of royal blood, he couldn't restrain his urge to destroy.

The youth's persistence fulfilled his freedom, and also became the deepest obstacle between him and the youth. As long as he is the emperor, as long as he is the dragon god, they will always stand at opposite ends.

He should have killed Yang's last bloodline with his own hands. This was revenge that Heaven could cover up. He raised his hands countless times, and then slowly put them down, regardless of whether the target was a young man or not.

When it was snowing, facing the morning mist, plum blossoms bloomed alone in the corner. Ao Chen sat on the roof of the main hall, watching Miyagi and Kyoto wake up little by little, and he remembered many things.

When Ao Chen first descended to the mortal world, the world was not like this. He walked the world vigorously, just like the legendary Guigumen, wantonly stirring up the situation in the world.Many people respected him, feared him, and regarded him as an unpredictable lobbyist and adviser. The regent asked him, what exactly do you want to do?

His achievements are not in the world, so what exactly is he trying to do with such a move?

Ao Chen suddenly remembered that he was secretly happy when he saw the temple for the first time. Maybe for a moment, he really understood the destiny and responsibility of God.

He saw the peace and harmony behind the two brothers, and the Central Plains, which had been in chaos for many years, finally waited for a belated peace and rule. How many people would benefit from Ao Chen's free will in supporting the emperor? The superficial fate between him and the royal family, It will eventually turn into luck, be involved in the world, become the thread of the dynasty's dragon veins, and finally return to everyone who set foot in the country.

He left, left the capital, and he wanted to end this endless torture with his own hands.

Ao Chen can see the destiny, and he was trapped because someone coveted the destiny, and he didn't want to be swayed by the destiny in the end.

He has seen it countless times for Yang You. A large part of Yang You's aura was related to him. After he left, the dragon aura no longer belonged to Yang You. Yang You would definitely not be the king of Qi again. Certainly, but since he will not die, at least his dragon aura indicates that Yang You will be able to separate himself from one side, and even his lifespan will not be too short.

After meeting Yang You, he finally understood what it means to get rid of Wushan and not a cloud. Compared with Yang You back then, although these people had luck, they were crappy fish and shrimp, and he didn't even bother to look at them.

The luckiest member of the rebel army was Liu Heng who was beaten to the bum by Yang Yan and Liao Xiang and fled in a hurry.He was Yang You's subordinate in the past, and also Yang You's valued brawn.

Liu Heng's situation is unexpectedly similar to that of Yang Shuo brothers, leading the remnants of soldiers around the mountains and forests to avoid pursuit.

Ao Chen even had a feeling of absurdity, maybe Yang You and his courtiers could really create miracles.

Provided he doesn't interfere.

He originally wanted to show up in public and do it again in the same way that he had persuaded Yang Shuo back then, but he didn't want to. It would be too cruel to Yang You to destroy Qi State in this way.

In order to give Ao Chen freedom, he paid too much, even in the end, even Ao Chen couldn't get it.

Liu Heng fled to an unknown small river to set up a village, and Ao Chen also followed, he was still hesitating whether to be the last straw to overwhelm Qi Guo and Yang You.

There are quite a few carp spirits in that river, one of them has lived for hundreds of years and can transform into a human form when he is enlightened. Seeing Ao Chen, he hurriedly came over to ask him to point out the fairy fate.

Ao Chen could see through the real appearance behind the other person at a glance, he was a black carp, and he could be regarded as an aquarium with whom he barely had a relationship.

He gave the carp a drop of blood, and the carp gave him a scale.

It doesn't look like ordinary fish scales, so it should be able to fool mortals.

Ao Chen took the fish scale, said that he was the dragon god, and promised that if Liu Heng was in trouble, he could summon him with the dragon scale.He also said a lot of stupid things about dragon scales being invulnerable to a hundred poisons and invulnerable to weapons.

Speaking of which, when he persuaded Yang Shuo back then, he talked about the dominance of conquering the world, and cooperating with other emperors. He only needed to throw out the bait of the throne, but to seduce Yang You, he said so many logical analyzes but failed. In the end, I still rely on the feelings that have not been successful in the past.

The things I said to Liu Heng now are all lies told by fortune tellers on the street. I didn't expect Liu Heng to believe them, and he kowtowed gratefully.

I smiled when I heard this, "Maybe His Majesty also knows it's fake."

If he had used dragon scales before, he knew that Ao Chen would definitely not come back, maybe he didn't even have carp essence.

"But he needs a reason, an excuse, for his officers and soldiers to continue to follow him."

In such a situation of internal and external difficulties, there is no external condition to prove that His Majesty can continue to persevere, only the theory of gods and ghosts from nothingness, without any evidence, can make people convincing and crazy.

What's more, he really has an unusual "dragon scale" in his hand now.

Ao Chen looked at me and carefully identified my eyebrows, "You were also in his army at that time?"

I smiled and nodded, "After I followed His Majesty, I went east, west, north, south, and fought everywhere, never leaving."

He looked at me with some surprise, "It seems that you were a hard-working young woman, but you managed to survive in such a chaotic situation."

"It's up to His Majesty to protect you." I was a little tired, and I hammered my waist. It's not good to be old, and it's tiring to sit still.

Ao Chen continued to tell his story.

He didn't bother to care about human affairs, this time he just gave Liu Heng a little sweetness. At that time, Liu Heng had come to the end, if he was beheaded by Liao Xiang, it would be his fate.If Liu Heng can regroup and tide over the difficulties because of this unwarranted nonsense, that's fate.

is it possible?

Ao Chen didn't hold much hope for this. He wanted to go back and help Liu Heng himself several times. After all, watching others kill the enemy was not as enjoyable as doing it himself.

But he didn't go back, he always comforted himself and gave the "Dragon Scale", and in the future when the Qi Kingdom perishes, it can be regarded as his share, and he didn't do anything, so it's not a loss.

He thought that Liu Heng would not gain any real power because of the dragon scales, and that Yang You would at least survive as a vassal on the separatist side, but it turned out that he was wrong.

Mortals can always bring him unacceptable results in ways beyond his imagination.

He stopped after he finished speaking, as if the story ended there.

But I feel that he still has a lot to say. What did he do during the period from His Majesty getting the dragon scale to the time when he disobeyed Hou's death?

But when I asked him again, he just shook his head with me, as if he didn't want to say more.

I haven't experienced what he and the disobedient Hou have experienced, and I don't have a position that can be questioned like Ruifang, the grand lady of the disobedient Hou. people.

I have nothing.

I blinked my dry eyes, took out a roll of drawings from the small box next to the bed and laid them flat on the table, "This is a map of the suburbs of Beijing."

I pointed to a place and said: "This is the tomb of the Marquis of Disobedience. I used to visit him often, but later my legs and feet were inconvenient, and he was too far away from His Majesty's imperial mausoleum, so I gradually stopped going. At that time, many ministers All the old friends will go to see him, now I am the last old man, and I am not far from death, when the time comes, there will be no one to worship him."

Although he doesn't necessarily need those paper money.

I still said: "I know you have a lot of time, and I beg you to visit him more in the future. In case you still meet his reincarnation..."

In my heart, I don't really want to meet him again after disobeying orders. The gap between man and God is too great. If we meet again, will they have a happy ending?

But their bond is so deep that no one can break it, "It doesn't matter if you are reincarnated, if you forget everything, you can live a good life, and his infatuation is not in vain."

"Burn a few sticks of incense for him, that's all I can do." Ao Chen looked up at me from the map, his voice changed from endless loneliness to calm, "You actually believe in reincarnation?"

I even believed in the Dragon God that the Disobedient Hou told me, so why don't I believe in reincarnation?

Ao Chen stood up and pushed open the window. Outside the window was the flower garden I planted for His Majesty. It was filled with all kinds of flowers sent to me by the prince. There are several precious flowers in Yao, Huang, Wei and Zi alone.

It's mid-spring, the flowers are in full bloom, the sky is full of buzzing bees, flying butterflies, and the aroma of various pollen.

He opened his mouth with his hands behind his back, and the bees flapped their wings, covering up his loneliness with his busyness, "Drink Meng Po soup, and forget all the past. If Yang You, who can't remember anything, is not at the emperor's house, and he doesn't read sage books, he doesn't know that there is A black dragon, even with the same soul, is he still Yang You?"

I can't answer, I have never thought about this question, indeed, if His Majesty is reincarnated, without previous memories and experiences, he will no longer be the son of the Jiedu envoy's family, will no longer ride horses to fight, and will not save him in Longxi A girl who almost died of famine, he may still be His Majesty's soul, but he is no longer my Majesty.

So even if I search hard, what is the final result?Even if Ao Chen can find his reincarnation, and treat the disobedient Hou kindly, and make friends with the disobedient Hou.

After all, it is not an old friend.

Love and hatred, sorrow and joy, everything is like a hazy and gorgeous dream, after weaving countless threads of love, it is cut off decisively by life and death.

Ao Chen leaned against the window and smiled, turned around and put down a black sunspot on the table, with four corners wrapped in golden dragons, he pushed it towards me, "It was specially found for him, but now that he is gone, I will give it to you." You."

"What is this?" I asked.

Ao Chen turned around and wanted to leave, "The elixir of life, you can deal with it as you like."

He was silent for a while, and finally left me with a self-deprecating or bitter smile, "It doesn't matter anymore."

His disappearance was as unpredictable and without trace as his arrival.

God's will tricks people, I only now understand its meaning.

I opened the box, and there was a green elixir inside. The fragrance of the medicine moistened the whole room, and my old body seemed to be lighter because of the fragrance of the medicine.

I staggered to the cabinet, opened the dark cabinet, took out the tablet inside and wiped it.

Therefore, I wiped off some of the paint on the spiritual tablet of the Emperor Yang's family over the years, and I was too careless.

I put the elixir in front of the spiritual tablet and offered it for a day, then threw it into the well in front of my house, and continued to work for a day, fetching water and watering the flowers.

The flowers are blooming more and more, I can't help but think, what kind of pain and loneliness those plum blossoms blooming in the severe cold have to endure to dedicate their beauty wantonly in the wind knife and frost sword.

I went back to the house and wrote down the poems I had learned countless times, and the poems that Hou taught me to write with his thin wrists.

Since the king's departure, there is no need to deal with residual opportunities.

Thinking of Jun is like a full moon, diminishing the brightness every night.

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