amaotonovel Chapter 136: The Emperor Flees
Chapter 136: The Emperor Flees
The twenty-first year of Zhenghe.
November.
Although it is only the beginning of winter, the capital of the Yuan Dynasty is already covered in silver and white snow.
Tang Yu, dressed in military uniform, looked at the city walls of Beijing that were looming in the wind and snow, and slowly exhaled a breath of cold air.
Behind him, thousands of Qiantian Guards and more than ten thousand soldiers escorted a convoy of carriages that stretched as far as the eye could see.
These people are elite soldiers selected from among the Qiantian Guards. Each of them has outstanding cultivation and can be considered as a hero in the martial arts world.
The convoy that the Yuan Dynasty valued so much and sent elite escorts to escort would certainly not be loaded with vulgar goods.
The carriage was loaded with various books including martial arts secrets and mental methods that were looted from the secret library of the Xianyue Holy Land.
There were so many kinds and so many in number that it was dazzling, filling up more than a hundred carriages.
In order to ensure that these things were foolproof, Tang Zheng sent out all the innate and Tianyuan realm masters in the capital.
Although they knew that the Dao Master's reputation was enough to intimidate those who were eyeing him covetously, if there were some blind people who risked their lives to intervene, even if only a small loss occurred, the Yuan Dynasty would definitely hunt them down to the end.
After walking for more than ten miles in the wind and snow, the outline of the capital finally became clearer.
Tang Yu finally let go of the worry that had been hanging in his heart.
Now that we've come this far, I'm sure no villain would dare to take action.
"All the soldiers, please work harder. As long as the carriage is properly placed in the capital, the secret manual of the Yue-Xian Holy Land will be rewarded according to merit, and everyone will have a share!"
Tang Yu's words cheered up everyone, and even their eyes brightened.
This is the holy land of Xianyue that has been passed down for thousands of years. I believe that any one of the martial arts in it is enough for me to study for a lifetime.
Thinking of this, everyone's breathing became much more rapid.
Immediately everyone responded with a loud shout and drove the carriage forward.
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In the capital city.
A building that is ten feet high stands in the wind and snow, with flying eaves and carved beams and painted buildings.
Compared with the low houses around it, the towering attic stands out.
Even covered by snow, it is difficult to conceal the magnificence and grandeur of this attic.
This building is called Wanshu Pavilion. It was specially built by the imperial court to accommodate the thousand-year heritage of the Xianyue Holy Land.
All the books in the more than one hundred carriages were filled in. Today, the Wanshu Pavilion is considered to be full of books and the name is well-deserved.
After seeing the two doors of Wanshu Pavilion slowly close, Tang Yu turned around and left.
Fuzhenguan.
Yan Xiu sat cross-legged in the courtyard.
The spiritual energy emitted by the tall and lush Jianmu trees blocked all the snowflakes falling from the sky, and not a single snowflake fell into the courtyard.
The gurgling water in the yard is full of spring atmosphere, while outside the gate, the branches are covered with snow, which are two completely different scenes.
Although he knew that his master was not an ordinary person, this strange thing still opened Tang Yu's eyes.
"I've met Master."
Tang Yu came to the courtyard and saluted Yan Xiuxiu.
"came back."
Yan Xiu did not open his eyes, but responded indifferently.
Tang Yu nodded and said, "Master, all the inheritance treasures brought back from the Xianyue Holy Land have been put into the Wanshu Pavilion."
Yan Xiu restrained his breath, slowly opened his eyes, and a gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes.
Tang Yu suddenly felt dazed, and was amazed that his master's skills must have improved a lot.
Ever since he became Yan Xiu's disciple and his name as Dao Zun gradually became famous, Tang Yu believed that as Yan Xiu's eldest disciple, even if he didn't know Yan Xiu inside and out, he was at least one of the people in the world who knew Yan Xiu better.
However, as time went by, he discovered that the mystery and power of his master far exceeded his imagination.
He once thought, like Zhu Miao, that one day he would be able to catch up with Yan Xiu.
But it was not until later that he finally realized that even if he lived ten lifetimes as a human being, he probably would not be able to reach even one-tenth of Yan Xiu's level in his entire life.
Yan Xiu naturally had no idea of what Tang Yu was thinking.
During this period of time, he spent a lot of time every day comprehending the movement of stars and the change of constellations.
As the third magical power among the Thirty-Six Tiangang Techniques, its mystery is naturally self-evident, and one can gain new insights every time one practices it.
If I can acquire the remaining magical powers in time, I can travel to the Beihai in the morning and Cangwu in the evening in this vast world.
"How is the end of the Nanhua Dynasty going?"
Yan Xiu asked.
The Nanhua Dynasty was different from the previous seven dynasties.
The vastness of the territory of Nanhua alone is more than enough to cover two seven dynasties.
Now that the war is over, the only thing left is to annex the territory.
Tang Yu smiled and said, "The battle that day was entirely thanks to Master's help. Nanhua is now at the end of its rope. I heard that their emperor has packed up his belongings and gone into exile."
When Tang Zheng's letter was delivered to the Emperor of Nanhua, the latter was shocked and angry.
But Nanhua was now doomed and could no longer stir up any trouble. The emperor naturally knew this and could only be furious.
Upon hearing that the Yuan cavalry was on their way day and night, everyone in the palace could not sleep, and the emperor himself was even more restless.
The war between the two dynasties had already exhausted Nanhua's resources, and now the only troops that can be recruited are only tens of thousands.
Even if the imperial guards were included to protect the safety of the imperial palace, there were less than 100,000 of them. How could they resist the iron hoof of the nearly one million Yuan army?
As the Yuan cavalry gradually approached, the situation in the entire capital city was becoming increasingly precarious.
Some timid ones hastily sold their property and fled elsewhere.
Some bold people also took the opportunity to buy at the bottom, spending only one-tenth of the previous price to buy luxury houses and shops in the capital.
Unlike those who were worried, the local aristocratic families in Nanhua were all as unmoved as a mountain.
Having experienced the change of dynasties, they understand the opportunities contained therein better than anyone else.
To put it in simple terms, the brave ones will die of overeating, and the timid ones will die of starvation.
Today, the class system in the Nanhua Dynasty has long been solidified, and the path to high positions and generous salaries is controlled by the aristocratic families.
Even if you have a wealth of knowledge and the ability to govern a country, you may not be able to display some of your knowledge.
After all, in this era, if you have talent but are not good at speaking and do not know how to curry favor with the powerful and flatter others, then you will not even be qualified to know which direction the gate of the imperial city opens in your life.
Now that the Yuan Dynasty has conquered the capital of Nanhua, it is an opportunity for some of the powerful families to reshuffle their cards.
It was not until the capital city could see the dust raised by the Yuan Dynasty cavalry that the Emperor of Nanhua made his decision.
After weeping bitterly and kowtowing several times in front of the tablets of the deceased emperors, wailing about his unfilial descendants, he took the empress, more than a dozen princes and princesses, many other royal relatives and nobles, and several of his most beloved concubines, and hurriedly fled the capital with five horse-drawn carriages filled with gold, silver and valuables, escorted by more than a hundred loyal guards.
On the day after the emperor fled, the Yuan Dynasty's flag fluttered over the capital.