Martial Arts: A Chinese Ghost Story, Huang Rong Tears

For ordinary people, Li Qiye can be regarded as supernatural powers.

But even so, he was not aware of the undercurrents in the capital.

With a few days of storytelling, at this time his strength has reached the level of a great master, and he has more than 2000 soldiers and horses, but it is far from enough.

After all, the Sun Moon God Sect has taken root in Jianghu for many years. If you want to shake the foundation of the Sun Moon God Sect and capture Dongfang Bubai alive, you must have five thousand elites. All the cavalry would not be able to exert their due strength, but they were not as happy as the red tides who went into battle lightly. This was also a problem that bothered him very much.

In addition, Yaoyue is still in a coma, and today he is telling a new plot in the Tongfu Inn as always, and continues to accumulate popularity to recruit troops and improve his strength.

"But it is said that this is the fifth year of becoming emperor, the thirteenth day of the eighth month."

"This thirteenth day is the day for appreciating chrysanthemums. The chrysanthemums in the capital are in full bloom like a sea of ​​gold covering the sky and covering the earth."

"Since Ying Wuyi left, the high-ranking officials and nobles in the capital have finally had a decent festival, and they don't have to submit to his despotic power with trepidation anymore!"

As always, Li Qiye used a few words to bring everyone into the scene in the capital.

Luxuriant with money, singing and singing for years, cozy and comfortable.

But following Li Qiye, he used superb narration techniques to bring everyone into Shangyang Pass where hundreds of thousands of Chen Bing were in an instant.

Ying Wuyi's army retreated back to Shangyang Pass after being intercepted by the Xia Tang soldiers led by Xi Yan at Shimei Valley. At this time, the army of Chen State in northern Shanxi and the army of Chun State, Chu Wei, Xiu State, and the five-nation coalition It has been gathered in front of Shangyang Pass.

"The cold wind is bleak, and the setting sun is like blood."

Those four simple words separated the capital from the atmosphere of Shangyang Pass, like heaven and hell.

The audience in the arena all gasped. The atmosphere at Shangyang Pass was so chilling, a bloody battle was inevitable, and the eerie silence was the harbinger of the coming storm!

After waiting on the high stage, Li Qiye finished talking about the famous generals of the Five Kingdoms, but changed the topic and interacted with the audience:
"Shangyang Pass, Shangyang Pass, I wonder if you all know the origin of the name of this Shangyang Pass?"

Hearing Li Qiye's unprecedented interaction, everyone was stunned for a moment before finally expressing their opinions.

"Shangyang Pass, it's very tragic when you hear it!"

"It's a deliberately fabricated name because of the needs of the plot!"

"We also have Yumen Pass in Kyushu. Yumen Pass is the throat of our Ming Empire. Entering Yumen Pass means that half of the Ming Dynasty has fallen."

Under the divergent opinions, Lu Xiaofeng, Li Qiye's biggest fan, finally spoke up.

"Shangyang Pass, I agree with the words of the first speaker. It is tragic. The word "Shang" is indeed tragic enough. From the few words Mr. Li once said, I remember that this Shangyang Pass is the only way to enter the capital. Let’s face it, winning the Yumen Pass of the Ming Dynasty is equivalent to getting an entry ticket to compete with the Ming Dynasty, but this Shangyang Pass is indeed the throat of the imperial court in the book, and taking this Shangyang Pass undoubtedly represents the subjugation of the country. "

Hearing Lu Xiaofeng's reasoning, Li Qiye cast approving glances.

After seeing Li Qiye's eyes, Lu Xiaofeng was undoubtedly greatly encouraged, and then continued:

"The world in Mr. Li's story is really frightening. Sometimes I even thought I was listening to an unknown epic. Therefore, I don't think the name Shangyangguan was fabricated on a whim. Shangyang Guan Dingran has a history that belongs to it, and the Kyushu in the script also has a history that belongs to it!"

Hearing this, the audience nodded one after another, all approving to Lu Xiaofeng's reasoning more or less.

"So, let's return this question to Mr. Li and let him tell us about the origin of the Shangyang Pass."

"That's right. Since Mister mentioned Shangyang Pass, there must be a story that belongs to him. Let Mister explain it."

"That's right, even if we discuss it, we can't discuss anything meaningful. Mr. Li, hurry up and talk about it."

"That's right, Mr. Li, don't be too tight-lipped, I can't wait!"

Amidst the urging voices of the crowd, Li Qiye took a sip of tea calmly, and finally got back to the topic:

"Do you know the founding emperor of Dayin?"

"Bai Yin?"

"Yes."

The audience is no stranger to Bai Yin. They know that Bai Yin started from nothing at that time, founded the Dayin Dynasty, and became the founding emperor of the current court!
Although they learned from Li Qiye's few words that the other party claimed to be the Rose Emperor and that the family emblem was a burning rose, they didn't know the real reason, so of course they listened attentively.

"There is Princess Rose in the world, and after that there is Emperor Rose."

This remark shocked everyone.

what?
What is this nonsense.

Everyone was confused. They had heard the name of Princess Rose from the previous clips, but they always thought it was Bai Yin's daughter.

There is no reason why there is a daughter first and then a father. Isn't this a joke in the world?

Under the confused eyes of everyone, Li Qiye did not explain much, because in the following story, they will naturally understand the meaning of this sentence.

"However, the founding emperor of the Dayin Dynasty was a commoner himself, and he became a small official by virtue of his family's shade, and he received his own one-acre three-point land, that small city of Bizhi."

"Before the age of 20, no one in the world knew about this little man, and no one cared about him. His own ambitions are not too big. He just wants to live his life in peace, drinking and beating with his friends every day."

"At that time, the world was in chaos, and the Emperor Benchao was dissolute and dissolute, causing anger and resentment, and heroes from all walks of life rose up, but this had nothing to do with him, but because the small town he was in was particularly remote from the center of the war. Paradise is no exaggeration.”