Wanyan Loushi died, in the vast mountains south of Tongguan. Most of the thousands of soldiers who followed him into the mountains died under the chasing iron cavalry swords. A few of them were frightened and crawled into the mountains regardless of their desperation, and since then they disappeared into the mountains.

Since Wanyan Zonghan, Wanyan Zongwang, many Jin army generals and more than 100,000 Jin soldiers were all in the Song Dynasty. Among the many military generals, only Jin Wushu was missing, and Jin Wushu was the only one who ran eastward with Yan Fei's machine cannon on the bank of the Yellow River.

At that time, Yan Fei found that they had almost exhausted their ammunition, so he stopped paying attention after sweeping a round of bullets. However, even if hundreds of people escaped, they could only be submerged in the territory of the Song Dynasty. After all, it was thousands of kilometers away to go north and return to Yanjing. So Yan Fei didn't care.

When Yue Fei wiped out Wanyan Loushi, Yan Fei arranged the last path for the two emperors in Bianliang City.

All the treacherous officials in the city were killed, and almost all the Jin soldiers outside the city were killed. Now it is time to deal with the two culprits who caused the devastation of the creatures in the Central Plains.

The Jin soldiers went south to slaughter the Central Plains, killing only hundreds of thousands of households in the Central Plains. After that, the northern Mongolians rose up and invaded the south again, and finally forced 100,000 people from the Southern Song Dynasty, who had been forced to jump into the sea and die for their country. Wen Tianxiang went to Lingdingyang. The source of all this was Zhao Ji and Zhao Heng and his son.

These two emperors need to be responsible for the tens of millions of Chinese people who died tragically, and for the fall of foreign races in the Central Plains.

Among them, Zhao Ji was the most responsible, and Yan Fei decided to let him die miserably. Zhao Heng also had to die, but it didn't need to be so tragic.

The siege was lifted, and the turbulent Bianliang City gradually returned to its former life. The rivers were covered with white sails again, and the roads were filled with endless convoys. The trauma of the war was gradually restored, and everything seemed to be the same as before.

However, there has been a huge change inside.

There are former imperial guards wearing red armbands on patrols on every street. Any illegal acts will be arrested, and even littering will be arrested and closed for several days.

All the city gates are wide open, and no one asks for benefits when entering the city. The many yamen who once rampant in Bianliang City were either chopped off their heads or sent to the ends of the world, and there was no such thing as bullying men and women.

As for those beggars who photographed flower girls and the green rogues who extorted usury were gone. They are said to have been sent to farms to work as coolies and may never come back in their lives.

The market is calm, and all kinds of materials have limited prices. Whoever dares to hoard goods will definitely take them away with people.

Although there is no longer the lights and wine in the past and the noise and bustle of the past. However, after experiencing the crisis of the army besieging the city and almost destroying the country, the people in Bianliang City fell in love with this peace.

The only senior officials, military generals and nobles in the court were Zong Ze, Zhang Shuye and others. There were no traces of treacherous officials from all walks of life. In order to fill the vacancy, one by one, the decrees were issued and the loyal ministers who had been famous in history were summoned back to the court.

After all the military generals and nobles were beaten up, the new generation represented by Yue Fei and others quickly rose to power and became the flag of the army.

Yan Fei began to consciously suppress the civil servant system by controlling the two emperors. He could not put the hope of the land of China on the big turban that was expected to appear more honest as the country. The purpose of Yan Fei was to transform into a classical ****.

Yan Fei didn't care whether there would be warlord separatist or something. All he wanted was to maintain the bloodline of Chinese men. Instead of being corrupted by Confucian culture, he became a useless scholar who could not hold his hands and shoulders.

People like Han Shizhong, Yang Zaixing, Zhang Xian, Liu Qi, Wu Jie were all recruited into Bianliang City and began to train the imperial guards to recruit new soldiers. They would go north to wipe out the Jin Kingdom and west to wipe out the Western Xia. They would continue to go north to the west to clear the Mongolian and the Western Regions. Further backwards would keep moving forward and forward until the horizon.

As for the civil servant system, Yan Fei plans to transform them into military logistics, which is responsible for logistics supply and control local work. It limits the power of the civil servant system to the greatest extent and avoids the occurrence of scholars who harm the country again.

All of this was achieved by Yan Fei through the imperial edict issued by the two emperors. At this moment, it was the weakest time of the Song Dynasty's court. The murder of many civil and military officials, military generals and nobles made their strength fall into a trough. In addition, the implementation of military control allowed Yan Fei's arrangement to proceed smoothly.

"Your Majesty, this is the second stage of immortality water." Yan Fei came to Zhao Ji's retreating Taoist temple with a box of Coke in his arms, put the Coke in front of Zhao Ji and took out a bottle and started drinking it.

"Eternal Water?" Zhao Ji, who had been eating chocolate beans for a while, had a bright light flashed in his eyes. After many years of pursuit of achieving his goal, Zhao Ji was extremely excited. He imitated Yan Fei to pick up a bottle of torn off the packaging and opened it and took a sip of it carefully. "The things in the immortals are indeed extraordinary. This thing is sweet and fragrant, and it is definitely not owned by the world."

"Well. There will definitely be no one here." Yan Fei smiled and signaled to those colasses, "A bottle of immortal water a day, and you can enter the last stage after you finish drinking it, Wentian."

"It's so great!" Zhao Ji's hands were trembling. He was finally about to live forever!

"Fellow Daoist Yan, what is Wentian?" Zhao Ji, who had finally suppressed his excitement, asked curiously what Wentian meant in the last stage.

Yan Fei, who was drinking Coke, had a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled and said, "The lifespan of a person is recorded in the book of life and death, and it cannot be more or less. If you want to live forever, you have to ask God, and ask God to break the cycle of life and death to increase your lifespan. Asking God is asking God if he is willing to satisfy your wish."

"Oh." Zhao Ji, who was trembling with excitement, nodded repeatedly. "I am aware of the spiritual heart of the Tao, and I must ask the heaven to witness it. I wonder how to ask the heaven?"

Yan Fei smiled in his heart and responded casually, "I told you before that seeking immortality is dangerous. Once God does not allow it, it will drop thunder. I will ask if you are afraid."

Of course Zhao Ji was afraid. As a famous coward in history, he was simply afraid of death to the extreme. But this fear was forcibly suppressed in the face of an almost accessible opportunity for immortality. Zhao Ji's eyes flashed, and he almost came to Yan Fei with knees and bowed directly regardless of his identity. "I would like to ask fellow Taoists to help me, I am very grateful!"

"This is very difficult." Yan Fei's appearance made Zhao Ji overjoyed. There was indeed a shortcut.

"I beg for help from fellow Taoists." Zhao Ji kowtowed hard and bowed. "As long as I can live forever, no matter what fellow Taoists ask, I will present my hands."

"Oh~~~" Yan Fei sighed, put down the Coke bottle in his hand and took out his Pengdu lighter. "Okay, I'll help you this time. But this time I will only help you no matter what happens in the future."

"Thank you fellow Taoist! Thank you fellow Taoist!!" Zhao Ji was so happy that he completely forgot his identity and kowtowed to Yan Fei desperately to thank him.

"This is my magic weapon called Zhilaihuo." Yan Fei handed his Pengdu lighter to Zhao Ji and taught him how to use it. "You can ask someone to build a high platform outside, at least fifteen meters, or more than five meters high. When asking the sky, I will pour divine water on the platform. Then I will bring this Zhilaihuo to you and ask if God is willing to let you live forever. After you arrive at the platform, you can just turn on the Zhilaihuo and keep it on the divine water."

This story was arranged by Yan Fei when he thought of King Zhou of Shang in history. He built a wooden platform for Zhao Ji to go up. Of course, what would be sprinkled on the platform would not be any divine water, and Yan Fei didn't have that thing. He was planning to use gasoline and high-purity gasoline.

Standing on a wooden platform full of gasoline, then ignite the lighter and throw it onto the gasoline. This can only lead to one end, that is, he will be burned to death even more miserably than King Zhou of Shang. If Zhao Ji can escape from the sky in this way, it means that he really begged God to open his eyes and let him die.

Of course, at that time, everyone will be called over to watch Zhao Ji’s own son. It is not the whole process of asking the sky. Let this foolish monarch atone for the sins he committed.

"I'm helping you like this, but it's a lot of trouble." Yan Fei began to ask for benefits. "It really made me hesitate."

Zhao Ji was very anxious and kept asking Yan Fei to make any conditions. As long as he could do it, there would be no problem.

"The King Kang took the army to stay in Hebei and did not come to serve the king and save the emperor. I feel that he does not attach much importance to you, your father." Yan Fei changed the topic and talked about Zhao Gou.

"Hmph, this foul!" When Zhao Gou mentioned Zhao Ji's anger also came up. He asked Zhao Gou to recruit soldiers from Hebei to serve the king and rescue him, but this bastard was still moving with his army, watching Bianliang City besieged. He could tell what he was thinking about. He was really a foul. If he had known this day, he would have shot him on the wall!

"I immediately issued an order to let local officials arrest and deport them back to Beijing."

Yan Fei nodded with satisfaction. It doesn't matter whether he can be captured or not, or even Zhao Gou directly rebelled. All he needs is a status.

After talking about this, Yan Fei began to enter today's real theme, "My Taoist couple has a fairy connection with me. I want to add some of the aura of the emperor to her in the future. Please help me with this matter."

"The spirit of the emperor?" Zhao Ji looked at Yan Fei with some confusion. He didn't understand what this meant.

"Not anyone can do anything to cultivate immortality. Only the children of the heavens have the chance." Yan Fei fooled casually. "Only those who have been emperors can have the aura of the emperor."

"Emperor?!" Zhao Ji widened his eyes and looked at Yan Fei incredibly. He actually wanted Maode to be the emperor?!

"How can a woman be an emperor?"

"Why can't it? Wu Zetian is not a woman?"

Zhao Ji's expression was complicated and he couldn't speak for a moment. His fundamental purpose was to be attached to the power of the human world. He also wanted to be the emperor forever.

"It's just to have a fairy fate." Yan Fei had insight into Zhao Ji's thoughts. "When I succeed in cultivating immortals, I will take her ascend. There is nothing to be attached to in this world. If you don't want to, then forget it, I'll leave tomorrow."
Chapter completed!