The Rise of Phoenixes - Chapter 688

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On that day, Feng Zhiwei’s black-and-white horse galloped through the army of ten thousand soldiers, flying behind the horse’s hoof, the smoke was like a line, straight through the 100,000 armored army, hundreds of thousands of tigers raised their arms together, and the pale iron armor will be golden Daylight splashing spicyly.

On that day, under her allied oath, she slashed the heads of corrupt officials, and in the blood of a place, the quiet-looking woman in black took the stage gracefully under the eyes of the public with amazement, and accepted the worship of the famous generals worshipped by everyone. On the high platform, in a plain black dress, Ufa is darker than black, but his face is whiter and clearer than the sky and clouds. Snow mountain.

Far away, out of reach, but eternal, not annihilated.

On that day Feng Zhi said a little, “Children and gentlemen, today you and I have a country, which is a place for the world to enjoy. Since then, we have a young child, an old man, and Li Shuxi, sharing with the sky.”

Randomly speaking, the sound was clearly heard by hundreds of thousands of troops. After a moment of silence, hundreds of thousands of people threw their arms up and raised their swords. In the roar of cheering, the snow and bright swords gathered like pillars, piercing the southeast sky.

On the same day, Dacheng announced the reinstatement, Dingxian Wanxian, Wanxian renamed Wanjing, Fengzhiwei ascended the throne, is for Dacheng Emperor, year: Tianxiang.

On that day, the generals will stand behind Feng Zhiwei, and there are also some doubts in the glory of the people-Cheng Jun seems to be a victory, but the foundation is not stable, like a high-rise building in Guangsha, but it is built on the mudflat mudflat. The counterattack is likely to be ruined. The road to winning the country has always been repeatedly difficult. Everyone is well prepared for long-term combat dormancy. Building high walls, accumulating food, and slowly becoming king, this principle should not be understood by Feng Zhiwei. I don’t understand, but she is in a hurry to be the emperor, and it is still the capital of Wanxian County, which is far from the inland and close to the west. What abacus is she doing?

That day Fengzhiwei, the head of Wanxian City, looked back and looked north, as if he had seen the fertile land across the river. After the crown of Kowloon, he did not lean on the top of the throne on all sides. The man was staring deeply at this side.

The flag hunted and the clouds rolled over. She was silent under her banner, and on the far side of the mountains and seas, her sleeves waved, drawing down the Chuhe Han kingdom between him and him.

The world is so big, you and I have half of each, and since then we have participated in the business binary star, and we have no chance to meet.

one year later.

Wan Jing.

A towering building in the north of the city stands in the darkness, with a few lights shining slightly, like an ordinary rich mansion.

But the people of Wanjing know that this seemingly inconspicuous building is the core of the Dacheng regime, the emperor’s palace.

As a royal palace, this mansion is a bit rudimentary, but the emperor said that her homeland is undecided, the people are uneasy, and personal enjoyment can be put aside, and he refused to build the royal palace for a year.

The people of Wanjing mentioned the emperor, and they all spoke highly of it. The original army had occupied Wanxian, and the people were still terrified and fled the city. However, the emperor’s subordinates, the military discipline was extremely strict, and they never disturbed the people. The government affairs are very organized, and the decree of culture, education, industry and commerce, farming, taxation, government administration, etc. are all very appropriate, and the people’s lives are gradually becoming stable.

The “Imperial Palace” did not have strict guards and no high walls. The people in the north of the city were riding on the walls of their homes, and they could see the night-time lights of the empress. They sighed, “Your Majesty has been reading the performances throughout the night. It is really hard.”

The moonlight crossed the tall ridge, reflecting the candlelight inside the house more clearly. Under the candlelight, Feng Zhiwei propped his head up, listening to Hang Ming reporting the recent situation of Changning.

As the earliest rebellious vassal, Changning occupied half of Shannan and Longbei and faced Tiansheng inland across the river. It had also established its own government, and its national name was Daxing. Lu Zhiyan became the emperor, but only the site occupied by Changning. A little embarrassed, it is located between Dacheng and Tiansheng, like a stuffing covered by two shells. Although Changning and Dacheng formed an early friendship, this situation is not a long-term solution. For Changning, it is either a step further To occupy the territory of Tiansheng and get rid of the siege, or to plunder Fengzhiwei’s half of the northern site of Longzhi and divide Fengzhiwei’s site into two. Judging from Lu Zhiyan’s current strength, the latter is more likely.

As the governor of Longbei, Hang Ming’s main enemy is Changning. He rushed to Wanjing because Changning seemed to be tempted, so he came to Fengzhi to discuss a countermeasure.

“I see.” Feng Zhiwei nodded and said, “You are short of troops. I asked Hua Qiong to bring a part of the Huofeng Army to reinforce. Lu Zhiyan may not directly start, be careful to be careful.”

“Yes.”

Hang Ming left, Feng Zhiwei sat silently for a long time with his eyes closed, extinguished the lights.

She did not leave after turning off the light. She still sat there and gently pulled out a bag in the crack of the book case.

There are two things in the bag, one is the secret order that was stolen from the secret palace of the Xingong Palace in Luo County, and the other is the suicide note that the mother and daughter left in the small courtyard at that time. And instructed her to find this.

The mother’s suicide note didn’t say anything, just asked her to have the opportunity to return to the Longbei deep mountain where she lived as a child, don’t forget to go to the original yard and worship her brother.

The birth child of Mrs. Feng who died after birth, was delivered by Gu Heng on the day of birth. The body of the child was buried under the peach tree in the backyard. Mrs. Feng later took Feng Zhiwei’s younger brother God Jing With the bones, she was thinking of the child’s loneliness and hope that Feng Zhiwei would have a chance to visit him.

Not long ago, Feng Zhiwei inspected Longbei, accompanied by Gu Nanyi, and went there. The yard had already burned down, but the peach tree stump was still there. She dug three feet under the tree and found a package.

The little package, stained with blood and mud, was the little clothes that Mrs. Feng had sewn by herself.

It was difficult for Feng Zhi to pick up the parcel, and wanted to carry the dead child’s bones. In the future, she would be buried next to Mrs. Feng.

How could the bones of a newborn baby be reproduced like this? Like a heavy stone!

She untied the package and gasped.

Wrapped in baby clothes is really a stone!

Feng Zhiwei’s hand softened and the stone fell, nearly hitting her foot.

Stone…Why is it stone?