Chapter 260 A Li
Zhao Yushu couldn't figure it out.
If Yan Hui was still in Chang'an, it might be a bit difficult for the teacher to fight two people at the same time, but when he was thrown back, he saw with his own eyes that Yan Hui went to the snow mountain in the passage.
Regardless of whether Second Senior Sister and Fourth Senior Brother can win the battle, at least Yan Hui is now trapped in the snowy mountains.
There is only one Zhang Tianshi, who can never be a match for the teacher.
Even the emperor can't do it.
Zhao Yushu would rather believe that the princess was just exaggerating out of habit. After all, she had spoken highly of the good-for-nothing prince in Jiangning.
Looking at Zhao Yushu, whose brows were switching between furrowed and relaxed, Li Tong sighed, "It has come to this point, you have done what you should do, and don't worry about what will happen next. Apart from the great master, no one in your academy can intervene. Just take a good rest and wait for the result."
Li Tong turned around and was about to leave, but Zhao Yushu stopped her and said, "One more question. What are you planning to do in Chang'an?"
Li Tong hesitated for a moment: "Take back what belongs to my family."
It should have belonged to your family. Haha, Zhao Yushu closed his eyes. Sooner or later, he would find a chance to chop up that chair.
But Li Tong was right. Even if he had Minghong, it would take more than a day or two to recover to his best condition. Moreover, a fight at that level, let alone the top-level inner realms of Yan Hui and Zhang Tianshi, even for the weakest Wan Qiming, it would not be much more difficult to kill him than to kill an ant.
Have a good rest and leave the rest to the divine teacher.
Zhao Yushu closed his eyes.
There was a knock on the door of Dongdu Academy. It was almost dusk, and according to the rules of that era, there should be no more visitors.
Could something have happened?
Lao Qin did not dare to neglect it, and hurriedly opened the door, then showed surprise in his eyes: "You are back!"
Gu Changfeng looked at the girl in front of him, who was looking around with her hands behind her back and touching this and that from time to time, and finally couldn't help but said: "You grew up here, what haven't you seen?"
"You haven't seen my lovely junior brother? A bunch of people went, why didn't you go?"
"Because of me, if the eldest brother goes, the emperor will definitely send someone to kill me, and the fourth brother won't be sure he can save me," Wei You interjected, laughing happily.
"You can go now." The girl turned around and said, "Third brother, I will protect you."
The girl spoke in a loud and confident tone, and Gu Changfeng was very angry.
"Where have you been in the past two years?"
"For fun, I've been to Liao and Miao. I also wanted to follow the Tang envoys to Japan, but unfortunately I was recognized by that dwarf and he wouldn't let me get on the ship. I wanted to go to the Western Regions, but halfway through, I heard that the old man had accepted another disciple, so I wanted to come back to see what my junior brother looked like. Who knew you could lose him? Alas, you can't even protect a little brother. Boss Gu, can you do it?"
Gu Changfeng's face turned pale and Wei You lowered his head and pretended to be deaf.
After a long time, Gu Changfeng sighed and said, "The teacher has been looking for you."
The girl exclaimed: "I am so touched. You have been looking for me and are traveling around the world, right?"
Wei You had to smooth things over: "I was looking for you. If it wasn't for Junior Brother, we probably wouldn't have come back. Sister, now is not the time to be angry. Second Senior Sister and Fourth Senior Sister haven't sent any messages in a long time. I'm always worried that there's something I didn't anticipate, and Teacher and the others might be in danger."
The girl bit her lip and said, "Forget about Master Meng, but Second Senior Sister can't get into trouble. Do you want to go or should I?"
The last sentence was directed to Gu Changfeng.
"Once I leave, someone will be here soon."
"It's okay. I can handle it."
"That's not the problem. The situation in Chang'an is unclear. I don't even know where the teachers are. I'm worried that I'll come back empty-handed and expose your information. By then, the other party will be prepared, and it will cause a lot of trouble."
"So we just wait now?"
Wei You nodded: "Now, we can only wait."
The sea of suffering is endless.
The sea of fire is also boundless.
A woman in palace dress was holding a little girl in red, looking at the raging fire in front of her with tears in her eyes.
A man in a dragon robe with disheveled hair stood outside the door, holding a sword.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please spare my life!" A beautiful woman knelt on the ground and cried, hugging the man's legs and shouting.
"You and I have both committed serious sins," the man called His Majesty bowed his head and stroked the beauty's hair, "You go first, I will accompany you immediately and forgive our sins together in hell."
The long sword pierced through the fragile body, the tip of the sword came out from the back, and a drop of blood slowly dripped.
There was despair and pain in the beautiful woman's tearful eyes, and her body slowly slid down, becoming one of the countless corpses on the ground.
The emperor slowly turned his head and looked at the mother and daughter in the hall, an ugly yet relieved smile appearing on his lips.
"Your Majesty, she is your own flesh and blood!"
"I know, so she is also guilty."
"She's not even three yet!"
"Being born into an imperial family is a sin in itself."
The emperor walked forward step by step with heavy steps, his face haggard and ferocious, as if he was struggling.
But he still raised his sword.
The woman hugged the little girl tightly and lowered her head, as if she wanted to use her delicate neck to block the sword for her daughter in her arms.
Tears streamed down the little girl's face.
But she didn't cry.
She just looked quietly at the devil-like man in front of her, hugging her mother calmly but tightly.
"Don't be afraid, kid. Mom is with you. Don't be afraid."
The woman wiped away her tears, forced a smile, and wiped away the tears that splashed on her daughter's face with her sleeve.
The emperor also smiled and said, "Don't be afraid. Even if we go to hell, our family will be reunited."
"I'm not afraid." The little girl suddenly spoke, her voice childish but clear.
"Yes, my daughter, how could she be afraid?"
"father!"
The young girl suddenly shouted loudly. It was not appropriate to address her like that here, but she shouted it out just like she never wanted to call her mother queen but only mother.
"Dad, use the sword faster. I'm afraid of the pain."
With a clang, the sword fell to the ground. The emperor fell to his knees, covering his head and screaming in pain.
The fire outside the palace burned closer. The emperor gritted his teeth, stood up, pulled the little girl out of the woman's hands, and carried her behind the golden chair.
"Hide here and don't come out!"
The emperor picked up his sword again and staggered out of the hall.
"Thousands of sins are committed by me alone! What guilt has this child committed!" The long sword was raised, blood splattered, and the corpse of a generation of kings lay in front of the palace.
The woman stared blankly at the emperor who had committed suicide, turned her head to look at her daughter, smiled sadly, staggered out of the hall, hugged the emperor's body, picked up the sword and slowly stabbed it into her heart.
The little girl stared with wide eyes at the two bodies lying together outside the door. She was too young to even understand what death was.
The sea of fire slowly engulfed them. Amidst the flames, an old monk slowly walked out, looked at the corpses on the ground, sighed, and then sat down on the ground and recited the Sutra of Rebirth.
Perhaps monks were not particular about trivial matters, so he just happened to sit on the corpse in the yellow robe.
After an unknown amount of time, the monk left, the fire was out, and beneath the charred ruins, an old man in white fell from the sky, with such anger in his eyes that he almost wanted to burn the place down again.
Then he was stunned. He saw a red dress among the ruins.
The red dress burned like a flame.
The old man walked over and squatted down: "What's your name?"
"Ali."