Chapter 778 (1/2)
One month later, the Ming Emperor Wu Qizhe led 500000 troops out of Luoyang and went straight to Tongguan, intending to succeed in the first World War.
When the army came to Tongguan City, they did not encounter any decent resistance, because the general of Tongguan had been persuaded to surrender by Cihang Jingzhai.
When the army arrived at Tongguan, Wu Qizhe met Shi Feixuan and fan Qinghui, the master of Cihang Jingzhai.
Wu Qizhe silently looked at the master of Cihang Jingzhai. The other side also looked at him calmly, and didn't seem to care whether he was the emperor of the world or not.
On the surface, fan Qinghui was in his thirties. The elegant and plain jade looks as worldly as possible. There is no and impossible thing to touch her. Her eyes seem to contain a vast, boundless, sacred and mysterious world. Reform has a kind of extraordinary temperament that can never be described in detail, giving people a strange feeling that she has experienced a long time, as if she had existed at the beginning of the world.
Fan Qinghui whispered the name of Buddha and gave his name.
Shifeixuan just stood aside, and everything was mainly fanqinghui.
During the conversation with fan Qinghui, he learned that Tongguan general was a friend she made when she was young, so he surrendered to Wu Qizhe under her persuasion.
Fan Qinghui didn't take an examination of Wu Qizhe. She knew that Wu Qizhe didn't need her to take an examination at this moment. Most of the world was in her hands. If she was still a sensible person, what she should plan was how to strive for the best interests for the Buddhists after the other party ruled the country.
Fan Qinghui inadvertently mentioned Wu Qizhe's martial arts, whether she is interested in breaking through life and death. She can offer Cihang sword Scripture for Wu Qizhe to see.
Wu Qizhe gazed at fan Qinghui's face, which was as clear as the undulating mountains and rivers. He said coldly, ”I hope the master of the studio is not harmful to others, otherwise I will not be blamed for my hard work!”
Shi Feixuan wanted to say something, but she didn't open her mouth. She wanted to say something.
Fan Qinghui showed a slightly bitter look and died in a flash. He said softly, ”the emperor remembered that Taoist brother Ning had visited Jingzhai to discuss martial arts with me, and I let him watch Cihang sword ceremony. Before I finished watching, Taoist brother Ning vomited blood and got hurt?”
Wu Qizhe was upset. Fan Qinghui was really the best politician. In order to achieve his goal, he didn't care about any means. Clearly is to kill you, but also smile to comfort you, encourage you. Just that tiny and unobservable expression, showed that although she suffered from ”killing” in her heart, she immediately decided to continue to move forward according to the original idea.
Will he face the rebuke or even get angry? Of course not! Since you don't see the coffin and don't cry, I will play with you to the end!
Seeing that Wu Qizhe sneered and said nothing, fan Qinghui said, ”but I don't think the emperor's martial arts cultivation far above brother Ning will be affected by the sword canon, or the emperor has no confidence in himself?”
”Ha ha, even if you really mean badly, I'll be afraid that you won't succeed. Just a Cihang sword Canon can't help me.” Wu Qizhe's eyes are clear.
Fan Qinghui's beautiful corner has a successful smile. What she wants is this effect, and what she wants is self-confidence. She takes a jade box from shifeixuan.
Open the lid of the case, but see the yellow silk substrate in the case, there is a big book made of paper rather than paper, silk rather than silk material, with a string of Sanskrit written on the cover.
Fan Qinghui smiles and hands the Cihang sword Scripture to Wu Qizhe, but he doesn't think that when Wu Qizhe takes the sword Scripture, he touches her plain white jade hand by the way, which is not seen by shifeixuan behind her.