Chapter 163 – Karma on the Great Eastern Mountain

The Emperor issued several secret decrees in turn, then frowned and whispered something to Eunuch Yao. Eunuch Yao was slightly stunned, but his head was lowered extremely low for fear of revealing half an inappropriate emotion.

The Great Eastern Mountain situation was Emperor Qing using himself as bait to lure and kill the two great masters, and it was only natural that he was prepared for everything that happened in the world, such as the 5,000 rebels at the foot of the Eastern Mountain, such as the upcoming rebellion in Kyoto.

Since the Eldest Princess had the ability to weave such a large situation, she certainly wouldn’t miss the opportunity to control the Kingdom of Qing in one fell swoop, and this opportunity was bestowed upon her by the Emperor. When the situation developed, if one wanted to keep the country of Qing stable, it seemed that the Emperor, who was far away in the Eastern Mountains, only had the option of rushing back to Kyoto and stabilizing the situation in Kyoto with his supreme authority.

The emperor has already ambushed the state army all the way to the north of the Yangtze River, without involving the Privy Council’s mobilization, all with Xue Qing and the governor of the north of the Yangtze River road secretly planning, naturally will not alarm the Qin family’s power. There is such an ambush army, the five thousand rebels at the foot of the Great East Mountain is not enough to say?

All the rebels looked at the Emperor as a tiger in a trap, without realizing that this tiger, in fact, had been standing at the edge of the trap, indifferently watching those hunters lose their footing one after another.

If Emperor Qing wanted to rush back to Kyoto and force down the civil unrest, it was not difficult to do so. However, when the Emperor and Chen Pingping had conversed twice by the palace pillar in front of the Imperial Study Room and set up this grand plan, he had not thought that once he had finished with the matter of the Great Eastern Mountain, he would use his army to sweep the Eastern Mountain Road and then return to the court to clean up the dynasty. Although the matter of the Great Eastern Mountain occurred in the coastal coast, but the impact is spread throughout the entire country of Qing, for him, this is a rare opportunity.

Da Dong Shan matter, after a long time of planning, the primary goal is of course to remove the two biggest obstacles to the unification of the world of Qing, which is the so-called external danger. However, the external trouble has been removed, how about the internal trouble?

This is an opportunity for the emperor to use his own death to lure out all the restless factors in the court. Those ministers who seem to be loyal to him, once they know he is dead, will they still follow his will? For me can still have the slightest fear? Will the villains hidden in the mist jump out at this time?

As His Majesty had always emphasized to Fan Xian and his sons, he valued the heart above all else, and the current situation in Kyoto was undoubtedly the best opportunity to test the hearts of the people.

The Emperor stood in front of Ye Liuyun, who was sitting in meditation to heal his wounds, his face calm, with slight wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. What he said to Eunuch Yao was very simple, to pass on another decree to Chen Pingping, to block the news, to block Fan Xian and Ye Chong together.

This is the emperor’s most trusted two people, the emperor will have to see them for the last time, once Fan Xian and Ye Chong passed this psychological test, will be able to get his most absolute trust. It was just that at this moment, His Majesty the Emperor on the summit of the Eastern Mountain really didn’t expect that the situation in Kyoto would be dangerous to that extent, and that the people in the palace, would suffer so much, and that his sister would be strong to that extent.

Ye Liuyun sighed and said softly, “If we don’t rush back to Kyoto, I’m only afraid that there will be a big mess.”

To have a great governance, there must be a great chaos first, to wash out the gold amongst the yellow sands with blood and rain, to create an up and down, iron-barrel Great Qing Dynasty, in order to lay a good foundation for the war to unify the continent in two or three years. At such a cost, Emperor Qing did not take it for granted. It was just that he didn’t underestimate his sister too much either, knowing that in this way, the entire country of Qing would only be plunged into a storm.

“This territory was fought down by me.” The emperor said indifferently, “Even if Yun Rui sits firmly in Kyoto, I will be able to fight back just the same.”

Once these words came out, the emperor did not say anything more, after coughing twice, he slowly walked towards the bloodstained mountain gate at the bottom of Dadong Mountain under the support of Eunuch Yao. At this time, the arrow has already started, the sound of killing at the foot of the mountain, the officials and attendants who accompanied the heavenly sacrifice were full of fear and went down the mountain, and there were several people who made a stretcher, humbly helping Ye Liuyun to lie on it.

Although the speed of information transmission in this era is exceptionally slow, although Chen Pingping in Kyoto has already arranged everything, although the Supervisory Board is strong enough to block the leakage of the real news of Dongshan Road, although the Emperor has calculated that at the beginning of the rebellion, his own proud and crazy sister will send the news of his death back to Kyoto, and push the whole situation to a kind of irreversible madness! –Yes, the bowstring has been moved, there is no reason to go back, since the Princess launched the Da Dong Shan matter, regardless of whether the emperor is alive or dead, she must be in the emperor’s death state of mind, to deal with all matters in Kyoto, this is the madness of a desperate gamble.

However, Bitter Lotus and Four Gu Swords are alive after all, the five thousand rebels at the foot of the mountain and the Jiaozhou sailor rebels at sea can not be completely destroyed, at most another seven days, the real situation of the Dadong Mountain, will be spread out.

Judging by the distance between the two places and the ability of the Supervisory Court to desperately blockade them along the way, in about thirty days or so, the people of Kyoto would know about this earth-shattering news.

And by then, the Eldest Princess must have already unleashed a dozen days or so, and there was no telling if Kyoto would be able to hold on.

The emperor walked towards the mountain in silence while thinking about all this. Although he was confident, he still didn’t want to see too much turmoil in his own Kyoto, his own Kingdom of Qing, but compared to the two, he was still willing to take a risk, to see the people’s deepest sincerity, to see the people’s ability, especially Fan Xian’s ability, to see if Fan Xian could realize the heart of the king, and to guard his own homeland for the emperor.

He did not expect that Fan Xian had fought a very beautiful battle, only to be bound by the Princess with even more beautiful means, Fan Xian eventually guessed His Majesty’s heart, yet the means he used to guard that Kyoto homeland was something the Emperor never expected, nor did he want to see.

Because the emperor counted and counted, but still missed a point – that is the attitude of the empress dowager. The emperor, who was famous for his filial piety and claimed to rule the world with filial piety, had forgotten that his own mother, in fact, just like himself, would always put the kingdom of Qing and the survival of the imperial family in the first place, more important than the life of anyone other than himself.

However, before descending the mountain, this Emperor’s Majesty, who had just gained the biggest success in his life, still calmly gave the last decree – to capture the leader of the rebel army under the mountain alive – although the black-clothed man under the mountain was not a great master, in Emperor Qing’s mind, he was another very important character.

Wang Qinian lowered his head amidst the roiling wind and rain and fled down the mountain along the dense forest. Before Bitter Lotus’s first palm imprinted on Elder Eunuch Hong’s chest, this extremely quick-witted official of the Supervisory Yuan sneaked down the mountaintop while the crowd was not paying attention. He was known as the Procuratorate’s Twin Wings, and back then, he was a river bandit who had crisscrossed the Eastern Barbarians and Northern Qi, so when he did this kind of sneaky maneuver, he was really a bit sharp.

The sharp edges of the leaves scratched across his body, and although they couldn’t cut through the special official uniforms of the Procuratorate, they still frightened him. He didn’t know what would happen on the mountaintop, only knowing that such a scene was not something a person of his tier should pry into and be curious about.

In his opinion, His Majesty the Emperor was dead, no one could survive the combined attack of the three great masters, so he decided to flee at the first opportunity. His idea was simple, to spread this shocking news, to Kyoto, within the first hour. Although he didn’t know if he would be able to run into Fan Xian, who was also on the run at this time, he had to at least inform President Chen.

Jumping over a depression, he alertly utilized the wind and rain and the cover of the woods, and had silently arrived at the mountainside. At that moment, however, he heard a muffled thunderous boom from the top of the mountain, followed by the sound of curling bells coming from it.

It was the moment when Emperor Qing blasted out the King’s Killing Fist, and the moment when Si Gu Jian’s heavily injured body hit the bronze bell of the ancient temple.

Wang Qinian froze and continued to dive down with his head down. However, without going for long, he felt some movement appear behind him, and subconsciously hid his body in a pile of weeds, looking far away from the slanting stone path.

On the stone path came down two bloody people. That young man Wang Qinian is very familiar with, is in Jiangnan get along with a long time Wang Thirteen Lang, then who is on his back?

Wang Qinian stared wide-eyed, listening to the breathless but very comical conversation between the two bloody men, finally realizing who the character on Thirteen Lang’s back was.

The bloody man with the broken arm was Thirteen Lang’s master.

Wang Qinian was Fan Xian’s beloved amongst his beloved, and even knew about the chest, so naturally, he also knew Wang XIII Lang’s true identity. Wang XIII Lang is the closed disciple of the Four Gu Swords of Dong Yi City, then he is the master of …… the Four Gu Swords!

Wang Qinian was so shocked that the pupils of his eyes shrunk violently, he didn’t dare to spit out a single breath, he only dared to watch this pair of marvelous and sad master and disciple quietly like this, step by step, he walked down the stone steps towards the bottom of the mountain. Only after a long time did he come back to his senses, but he was still a bit disoriented, thinking to himself, “What in the world happened on the mountaintop? Who in this world was able to injure the Four Guards Sword to such an extent?

Before Wang Qinian could wake up from his marvel, there was a linen-clothed figure that floated down from the mountain in a very strange stance, semi-suspended in the air. Wang Qinian looked at this scene, nearly vomited blood, bitter lotus master what is this again? Spells? But look at this old bald donkey’s face, how is it like a zombie?

Two great masters in a row just walked past Wang Qinian’s eyes and in such a disheveled manner. Perhaps they had already discovered Wang Qinian lurking like a field mouse, but at this moment, how could the two Great Masters, who were not going to live long, have the spare heart to pay attention to him.

But Wang Qinian was endlessly shocked, he couldn’t figure out how the two great masters who had previously killed like heavenly gods to the top of the Eastern Mountain had turned into this appearance after only a short while.

After a long time, he stood up straight with trembling legs and looked back towards the towering summit of East Mountain, thinking to himself could it be that His Majesty had won? He should probably go back to the top of the mountain at this point to see what had happened, yet the shock and some vague palpitations in his heart pushed his legs to continue marching down the mountain.

Past noon, into the night, the killing sounds under the mountain, fleeing in all directions and hiding in the dark like a bat, Wang Qinian finally took the opportunity to highlight the battlefield, and also finally made that fact clear – His Majesty is still alive and well, the mutiny has failed, and the Grand Masters are in misery.

At this moment, he took it upon himself to make a decision, no longer following the procession of the Heavenly Sacrifice, but running as fast as he could in the direction of Kyoto, he had to tell Fan Xian the truth of this matter, providing little Lord Fan with background information to refer to, in order to prevent Fan Xian from making an unforgivable mistake in Kyoto.

Wang Qinian was an official of the Supervisory Yuan, a vassal of His Majesty, but he most certainly had only one identity – he was Fan Xian’s close confidant, and he knew too many things about him, too much of his mind, and he was terrified that Fan Xian might have made some wrong decisions because of His Majesty’s death.

Just like the decision that Xu Mocai, the admiral of the Jiaozhou naval division, had persuaded Fan Xian to make on the ship.

For some reason, Wang Qinian guessed His Majesty’s mind, and he was very frightened, very worried for Fan Xian, very worried for everyone within Kyoto – so he rushed back to Kyoto as fast as he could, through countless twists and turns, and grabbed the Supervisory Board before it could, before the eyes of the Princess, and with this news that was destined to shock the world in his arms came to the Chen Garden.

He was the first person under the heavens to spread this news out.

However, he did not spread the news after all, because the old cripple from the Supervisory Yuan directly tied him up, gagged him, and did not give him any chance to pass the news out.

The old cripple just had one more habit in those days after he knew about the situation in Dadong Mountain, he sighed to his old servant from time to time, “You know, it’s not easy to make a person die.”

By the time Wang Qinian was ready to slip down to the top of the hill, Gouda had already bailed out. These minders around Fan Xian, no doubt infected with too much of Fan Xian’s flavor, were different from the vast majority of the people in this world, and deep down had begun to subconsciously value their own lives more than the emperor’s.

In a society of imperial power, this is a kind of thought that is treasonous, however, although Fan Xian has never explicitly said so, the way he secretly hides his actions from the court, and his subtle influence on the words and actions of the people around him, are all showing this.

Close to the ink, Gouda certainly did not think of this when he trembled and fled down the mountain. He didn’t see Si Gu Jian and Bitter Lotus after they were seriously injured like Wang Qinian did, but he also found out what was going on at the foot of the mountain.

He was scared and alarmed, because he and Wang Qinian have different identities, the officials of the Supervisory Yuan are His Majesty s subjects, while the Tiger Guard …… is His Majesty s lackey, or the last layer of guardianship, Wang Qinian can run, but the Tiger Guard can t, especially when the emperor is facing a threat to his life.

Running away from the battle, for the tiger guards, is a shame, a heinous crime, Gouda may be able to dilute the feeling of shame in his heart, but he can not avoid this crime.

The stone path was filled with the corpses and broken blades of the Tiger Guard, all of his colleagues all perished on the Great Eastern Mountain. And when the end of the mountaintop assassination was vaguely understood, Gao Da became angry, sad, and scared.

One hundred Tiger Guards, dead just like that, how had His Majesty ever cared about their lives? Gao Da’s heart was cold, he knew that he could never return to His Majesty’s side, once he showed up, he would be greeted by the severe punishment of the Qing Laws and the Palace Rules, his own death did not count, perhaps even his own family would be implicated.

So he chose to run away even more firmly, he trusted Fan Xian, but he couldn’t return to Fan Xian’s side because he didn’t want to bring any trouble to young Lord Fan.

He only wanted to leave that unfathomable palace, that majesty whose might could not be violated, and go to a distant place to live the rest of his life in peace.

At the tail end of the Great Eastern Mountain, two close friends belonging to Fan Xian chose their own paths. It didn’t attract much attention at the time, and no one even noticed this. But who could say what would happen in life? Every drink and every peck is a certainty, and the causes planted today will bear bitter fruits in the future.

Gouda and Wang Qinian are running on the road, thousands of rebels at the foot of Dongshan Mountain, nine assassins in the city of Dongyi are also on the way to escape, the sea Jiaozhou sailor ship has not yet sailed into the far-reaching sea, it has already been deployed by Shazhou fleet of ships blocking the direction of escape.

Although the state army that had assembled the two routes was far inferior to Yan Xiaoyi’s personal longbow brigade in terms of combat power, the first thing that mattered in the battle between the two armies was momentum, and since Bitter Lotus and the Four Gu Swords, both of whom were like gods in the hearts of the common soldiers, had come to such a disastrous end, what would these rebels who had betrayed His Majesty, the Emperor, have thought in their hearts?

When His Majesty, wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, and Ye Liuyun, who had been the guardian god of Qing for decades, walked out of the mountain gate and appeared in front of the rebels’ eyes, the rebellion had already come to an end, and before the army could move, the army’s heart had already been defeated.

Thousands of rebels stood at the foot of Dadong Mountain in fear, the road leading to the four fields had been surrounded by layers of state troops who had been ordered to come, they knew that they had no way to live, but they couldn’t muster up the last of their courage to fight in the last battle of their lives.

Because His Majesty the Emperor crushed all of them with a single sentence, “I will pardon your deaths.”

Believe it or not, this is still a sweet poisonous fruit. The rebels abandoned their arms and surrendered, only not knowing how they would be slaughtered and cleansed in batches over the next two years.

When the state army closed in at the beginning of the siege, before Emperor Qing had yet to descend the mountain, Yun Zhilan and a group of Dongyi City’s assassins, who still had ten or so people left after the attack on the mountain, picked up Wang XIII Lang’s Sigu Sword that he had bravely carried down from the mountain, and knowing the truth of what was going on on top of the mountain, and covered in cold, they broke away from the rebel army’s brigade, and began to kill their way towards the mountains in the north. Such a team really possessed extremely powerful killing power, and managed to break through the outer perimeter, and disappeared into the dense paths of the mountains before Tanyuu.

Emperor Qing was a man not a god, even if he could calculate everything, but in order to give the eldest princess a chance, for the sake of this big picture, he couldn’t do everything, there were too many cracks appearing within the kingdom of Qing, wanting to wipe out all the opposing forces under the heavens was really a kind of delusional thought, he wasn’t surprised by the breakout of the Dongyi City.

However, for that rebel army’s black-clothed commander-in-chief, Emperor Qing gave his order, because he was very interested in that commander-in-chief, even though he knew that the possibility of capturing the other party was not very high, he still wanted to try.

Master Bitter Lotus, who had an unlucky dark yellow face, was currently sitting behind that black-clothed man’s horse, accompanying him as he made a break for the outside. A generation of masters, at this moment is so bleak appearance, that black clothed man’s eyes flashed a trace of sadness.

Because of Emperor Qing’s decree, the pursuit of this black-clothed marshal was the hardest, although the state troops were not strong, and the tiger guards had lost their lives, Emperor Qing’s team finally succeeded in blocking this black-clothed marshal at a road junction.

Seemingly desperate, the other side had at least three hundred soldiers and looked as if they couldn’t kill enough, while the sounds of pursuit from the rear resurfaced.

Emperor Qing demanded to be captured alive, yet once he couldn’t, what about killing?

The black-clothed man this time led the expeditionary army to surround the mountain, only brought two soldiers, however, this person led the unfamiliar ministry, actually can divide the forbidden army surrounded, did not let those who escaped one to go, can be said to be the use of the army like a god. However, in the end, the battlefield was as strong as a mountain, even though he had heavenly skills, he could not let those Yan Xiaoyi’s soldiers overcome the fear of His Majesty and Ye Liuyun, and ultimately lost.

Looking at the hundreds of soldiers in front of him, the black-robed man who had always appeared somewhat calm and gentle in the matter of the besieged mountain finally slowly stood up straight, carefully binding the Bitter Lotus Master behind him tightly on his back. The two soldiers beside him were each holding two objects wrapped in cloth, and after unraveling the layers of rough cloth on the outside, they revealed the arm-length metal rods on the inside.

The man in black calmly took with both hands, thumped together, one hand waved, killing intent surging, a branch of dark iron lance in hand. With a gun in his hand, his eyes that looked like a flat lake suddenly exploded with extremely strong battle intent, and his entire body began to emit a murderous aura, just like a god of war.

With a clip of his horse’s belly and a single rider carrying Bitter Lotus on his back, he charged towards those three hundred soldiers, his aura was like thunder, unstoppable, as if he was back in that night in the Upper Capital City, when the rain was raining that arrogantly.

“Two of his own soldiers died, but he escaped with Bitter Lotus on his back.” A state army general knelt in front of Emperor Qing and returned in a trembling voice.

Bitter lotus four gu sword, what kind of character, today but are bound on the back to escape, Qing emperor quietly listening, heart also can not help but some different feeling, see that the general is terrified, can not help but smile and open the mouth to say: “If this is so easy to be captured by me, he is still on the cedar tiger?”