Chapter Seventy-Two: Prepare for War by the Sea

ething that can completely abandon these precepts, needing no constraints whatsoever. Every word and action still reveals the original heart.This is also what the Confucian sages meant by "At seventy,...Qi Wen said earlier that the people of Binghuang Island had already taken Li Longchuan's body and were sending it back to Linzi on the way. 。Jiang Wang subconsciously thought that it was Li Fengyao who personally sent Li Longchuan back. 。But the moment he saw Li Fengyao, he suddenly remembered... who Li Fengyao was. 。She's not the kind of woman who would shut herself in a room, curl up with her knees to her chest and weep silently. 。Given Li Fengyao's personality, how could he possibly bring a corpse home silently "You're here" 。Li Fengyao said 。Her exquisitely beautiful, ice-carved face was also dazzlingly white, as if frozen by the heavens' light. 。She shone brilliantly, but for the first time, she seemed fragile. 。"Elder Phoenix Yao" 。“I thought…you returned to Linzi.” 。“The person is dead, the body has been examined, and the corpse holds no meaning beyond that of a physical entity.” 。Li Fengyao said coldly. 。Her gaze shifted back, falling onto the ice beneath her feet. 。The refraction of ice, the coldness in beautiful eyes, as if this frozen sea could freeze something, hold onto something. 。However, nothing existed. 。"I was a Green Card holder for a while, and I'm looking into this again." 。"Jiang Wang said" 。"Me too" 。Li Fengyao said softly. 。Everything has been decided, and some people are still searching for answers. 。It's not about being certain that something is wrong, but rather to confirm it in your own way—to understand how your dearest loved ones departed. 。At the end of the day, it's nothing more than a farewell out of necessity. 。No more singing and drinking together, No more seeing each other off at the long pavilion. 。"I didn't mean it like that, I meant—" Jiang Wang hesitated for a moment before saying, "What if the truth isn't what we hope for" So far, there was no evidence to refute Qi Wen's meticulously crafted "Seven Whys." 。It's just a matter of whether a high-ranking official in Jingguo was involved, and Qi asked himself and said, "I can't be sure if this happened." 。but the other details have been repeatedly verified 。Jiang Wang's journey has been one of seeking and reminiscing, tracing Li Longchuan's final life path. 。But Li Fengyao's identity is ultimately different. 。She would not be comfortable questioning the state affairs that had already been decided between the East Sea. 。"There will be no changes, nothing will happen." 。Li Fengyao said almost icily, "The Li family has been a military family for generations, guarding the borders for the country." 。

To eat the country's food, one only knows to be loyal to the monarch; To enjoy the country's salary, one only knows to serve the country.

Military orders are absolute, and a commander must obey them. 。The imperial court's decision, the Li family has no choice but to accept. 。"I'm just—" Li Fengyao averted his gaze at that moment, looking towards the horizon: "Long Chuan has always been hot-tempered since he was a child." 。If he's wronged, I need to know about it. 。"Jiang Wang was silent for a moment." 。Perhaps the truth is just like that! Li Longchuan has unfortunately passed away, and it's best that he doesn't die unjustly. 。It was at this very moment, in that dazzling white light, when the clouds suddenly surged and churned. 。Upon closer inspection, it's not cloud vapor, but surely sword energy. 。The surging sword energy gathered into a dragon, soaring and leaping before it arched backwards in the sky, transforming into a suspended gate. 。"Dragon Gate" hangs in the heavens, from here one ascends to the azure clouds. 。The world should pity me, for I am ill and yet I remain a commoner. 。Two Confucian scholars walked in after the door was pushed open. 。The previous one, with a perfect posture and appropriate attire. 。Although the features are not particularly striking, the bearing is extraordinary. 。Just slowly walked out of the Dragon Gate, with a glance between his eyes, there was already an air of a grand master like the vast ocean. 。She had one hand behind her back, holding onto a person. 。That man fell behind her, trying his best to hide himself and even twisting his head away—but his shiny forehead, which reflected a good deal of sunlight, made him impossible to miss. 。Beneath the dazzling light, his eyes could be seen, swollen like a walnut. 。"Li's elder sister, Jiang brother " 。“Without a face, he spoke: “Xiang Qian always cries at home. I thought of bringing him to see this place as a way to reminisce... why aren't any of you in Linzi” Confucianism emphasizes ritual propriety, and death is one of the most important matters.” 。In her opinion, Li Fu's household should be mourning at this time. 。Li Fengyao is unable to extricate himself. 。She also intended to accompany Xu Xiangqian in the ghost fish waters where Li Longchuan met his end, paying their respects for a while. Then she would take Xu Xiangqian to Linzi to pay homage and offer silk and gold as condolences to his family. 。"Some details are unclear, I want to see them more clearly." 。"As for Phoenix Yao...she came to see Longchuan" 。"Xu Xiangqian fiercely wiped his eyes, walked to the front, and with a casual wave of his hand, pretended to be nonchalant: 'I don't always cry, as my senior sister said, it's exaggerated.'" 。Long ago, Longchuan told me, "A true man is born to lead thousands of cavalry in life, and to have ten thousand hooves trample over him in death." 。To die wrapped in horsehide, is still the romance of a man. 。He sees through it all! In war, life and death are commonplace, unforeseen events occur. Why should we not be carefree I came here to show him respect by offering him a jar of wine and burning hundreds of paper paintings of beautiful women for him, so that he won't feel lonely. 。Saying that, he really moved out a jar of wine, raised both hands high, and smashed it heavily on the sea! Let the broken pottery sink to the bottom of the sea, let the aroma of wine splash everywhere. 。There aren't even any live fish here, and there's nothing that can really affect anything. 。Xu Xiangqian took out a large stack of exquisitely drawn life-size paper figures from the storage chest, piling them up like a small mountain. 。These paper figures were carefully drawn, some naive and playful, others beautiful and alluring, some plump and others slender, a truly diverse collection that could be called "a hundred beauties". 。He hurled all the paper figures into the air! With a wave of his hand, he summoned flames that ignited them one by one. They danced and swayed in the air—like lanterns released on a festival night. 。It's just like when we were still in Linzi, people would go to see the lanterns. They would walk all over the streets to look at the beauties. 。Jiang Wang remained silent. 。Li Fengyao was still looking at the ice beneath his feet. 。The flames reflected on the sea, and also imprinted in her eyes. 。The flame flickered as the paper figure swayed, her eyes reflecting a shifting tide of emotions. 。She said slowly, “After his head was cut off, he fell into the sea here, along with the giant turtle.” 。He will like it, he will love it. 。Xu Xiangqian seemed to have heard nothing, only staring at those burning beauties of paper figures, muttering to himself: "He is as handsome and tasteful as me, knowing how to appreciate beauty. He must like the one in the middle the most, so full..." 。He— He sank to his knees on the sea floor, burying his face in his hands and sobbing uncontrollably. 。He stared blankly, only squatting beside him in silent companionship. 。Li Fengyao stood on the ice, still calmly narrating as if Xu Xiangqian was crying for someone else: "The Ghostface Fish Sea has been abandoned for a long time, it's hardly even considered a defense zone. There are usually no people stationed there, at most they appear on the patrol routes of the border guards." 。At the time of the incident, only Long Chuan and Jing Guo were in this sea area. 。Everyone except Longchuan is confirmed to have been killed by Tian Anping. 。He had a thought, and the entire sea was razed. 。All things with spirit have been obliterated. 。 。There is nothing here either. 。The people of Baga Island carefully retrieved Li Longchuan's body, taking extreme care not to touch it physically, fearing that they might damage the traces on the corpse. 。Li Longchuan's corpse was sewn up by her own hands after she had it examined by a doctor herself. 。She sent Li Longchuan back on the Guizhi's ship and then she came alone to the Ghostface Fish Sea, staying here ever since. 。Using almost the power of Frostheart's divine vision, he scanned every inch of this sea. 。Because she had completed such a heavy workload in such a short time, her cultivation base appeared to be somewhat depleted. 。The beautiful paper man flying in the sky gradually burned out. 。Only flying ash remained, scattering across the clear seawater like specks of color. 。Originally beautiful things can become so ugly. 。Luckily, a wave rolled over and swallowed them. 。Jiang Wang pressed down on that unexpressed emotion, feeling himself falling. 。The process is slow but steady. 。Just then, a piercing wind howled from afar. 。Li Fengyao turned his head and looked back. 。But behold, a luxurious and understatedly long flying vessel pierced through the wind and clouds, arriving in a flash before them. 。At the moment of abrupt stillness, the electric light flickering outside the flying vessel quietly vanished, transforming into beautiful and mysterious inscriptions on the hull. 。 。Once gentle and placid, a leisurely rich man like Yan Fu, at this moment his face was grim. 。The graceful woman beside him was Wen Tinglan, the daughter of Chao Yi Daifu Wen Yanyu. She would be marrying An Fu by the end of the year. 。She looked at Yan Fu with concern, her face also bearing a tinge of sadness. 。After all, Li Longchuan is such a good friend of Yan Fu's, and his family background is also excellent. She has seen him many times by Yan Fu's side and is quite familiar with him. 。"There were some things going on in Linzi... so I arrived late." 。“As Yan Fu walked down the flying boat, he said, “I guess you should all be here” 。Tinglan must come with me, and I'll bring her along. 。"What's going on in Linzi" Li Fengyao could probably guess some things, but he was still annoyed that someone dared to cause trouble at this time. 。During this period, no matter how strongly the Li family reacted, they could probably be understood. 。But this very fact makes it inconvenient to attend to matters—you are the first family of Qi, and you should bear the responsibilities of a prominent Qi family. 。grit your teeth and swallow 。Every action causes an upheaval, it's not like the grandeur of a noble family. 。Jiang Ru'mo spat in self-disgust, and the previous Yan Ping would have laughed and scolded him. 。A prime minister's stomach can hold a boat because they need to consider so many things in their position. 。"It's a small matter, Sister Li need not worry." 。Yàn Fǔ said: “Zhong Xuan Sheng is currently dealing with ” 。Whatever happens, whenever you hear that Chong Xuan is around, it always brings reassurance. 。 。"Tian Anping looked at Jiang Wang, spread his hands and said: 'Li Longchuan is dead. I was the first to kill Wang Kun to avenge him.'" 。"It's also the first time I came to this floor to meet someone, and everyone seems to leave as soon as they see me—Why do you all seem so hostile towards me" "Tian Shuai, indeed it is Phoenix Yao's fault for being impolite and forgetting to thank " 。Li Fengyao pursed her lips: "Please forgive..." 。My friends and I are not in a good mood, it's not because we are unhappy with Tian Shuai. 。“Lee Longchuan is dead, no one is sadder than Lee Fengyao.” 。As usual, she wouldn't put on airs for anyone. 。But today these friends are all here for Li Longchuan. 。She really didn't want to see them get into conflict with a reckless madman like Tian Anping. 。This madman still holds a very high position, and he actually controls the power of the elite nine troops. 。Ozawa's lost influence is being fully reclaimed. 。No need to thank me. 。"Tian Anping twitched his lips: 'Li Longchuan means nothing to me.'" 。I killed Wang Kun because I felt like killing someone, and I just happened to have a reason. That's all there is to it. 。"That's really harsh." 。Whether it's true or false, it's bluntly stated without any reservation. 。He doesn't care about Li Longchuan, and he doesn't care about the feelings of these people in front of him. 。But Li Fengyao was not prepared to attack. She suppressed her emotions, just about to speak again and see the guests off, ending this unpleasant encounter — "That's about enough" 。 。He stood there in silence, lost in thought, his expression deeply troubled. At that moment, he finally spoke slowly: "Don't keep talking nonsense to me like this." 。He stood on the sea, the sea reflecting the sky, his boots as if nailed the sky and sea together. 。Clouds cover the heavens, ripples dance on the water, all turbulence and chaos are subdued by him. 。Thunder rumbled deep within his being. 。That was the slow beat of his heart. 。"The Cleansing Intent and Steadfastness Cakes, personally made by the Duke of State Yu in Southern Chu, cannot suppress me for too long." 。My time is very limited — Tian Anping, you are nothing here. In my limited time, there isn't a part that I have given to you. 。Instead of being annoyed, Tian Anping burst into an expression of surprise and delight. 。If Jiang Wang were to completely succumb to the depths of Heaven's Dao, he would find it utterly boring! It was precisely this blatant display of disgust that made him feel a surge of emotion. 。That was an emotion churning deep within, like molten lava. 。While others might not notice, he could see it clearly. 。He was fascinated by such a Jianwang! Tian Anping spread his hands, the broken chain on his wrist swinging in the wind: “Since time is limited, why not entrust it to me, Tian Anping” He was even a little excited: "A person as interesting as you, giving your time to these mortals who live and die, whose horizons are limited to their homes and families, what a waste!" In his eyes, all the people present, including Zhao Wuyan, who had inherited the雜家's mantle, were dull and uninteresting, not worth a glance. 。Like that Li Longchuan, called a prodigy, he settles everything with one blade. 。As for Wang Kun, he also became famous, but died because of a single thought. 。All right! Only Jiang Wang, every glance is different from before, often looking at the new, can see too many possibilities. 。Jiang Wang looked at him with indifference, uttering only one word: — "Get out!" BOOM!!! The entire Ghostface Fish Sea Area erupted into a ten-thousand-zhang storm! On top of the raging waves, ripples of sound surged. 。Every ripple forms a sword shape, thousands of swords pointing at the sky, ten thousand swords return to their master, intersecting and shuttling, all charging towards Tian Anping. 。Just like the silver sea swordfish going against the tide during high tide in the former North Sea, which had once been an ice field! Jiang Wang acted directly! What kind of heir to Marquis Gaichang, successor to the Tian family, commander of Zhanyu... 。Things that ordinary people should never compare themselves to "crazy"ine realm also means death. Only by truly understanding can one cut oneself into the cold poison of life. However, it is nearly impossible for anyone to truly understand.>He just said, and then I saw...