Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 16 Ghosts
Zhan Changfeng bought the mansion, but unfortunately it is too famous, and the craftsmen flinched when they heard its name and did not dare to pick up the work, so the repair and arrangement had to be done by the guards.

After cutting down a pile of wood, the group of ex-royal men with knives collectively squatted in the corner with the Book of Wood to study.

"It's estimated that it will take a while, so let's patch up the roof first." Zhan Changfeng said to Jiang Wei.

Former Royal Soldiers, "."

It seems that he has already felt the disgust from His Royal Highness.

The sky was clear, Zhan Changfeng stretched out his arm, and a black-feather letter falcon landed on it, "I can't dream, but you are heavy again."

Xin Falcon tilted his head to look at her, shrank one leg, and tied a small bamboo tube to the leg.

Zhan Changfeng untied the bamboo tube and walked into a room that was temporarily cleaned up.

Inside the bamboo tube is a roll of paper.

It's funny, she gave Yi Chang four words before: You want to be the emperor.

Yi Chang replied: Who is Li Chonghua?

Who is he?

Just an ignorant traitor being manipulated.

Zhan Changfeng spread out a piece of paper, but was unable to write.

Yi Chang's choice is too important to her, she has the possibility she most wants to see.

It is also because of this possibility that Zhan Changfeng came to Yizhou and wanted to "become a god".

If Yi Chang didn't meet her expectations, she might not be interested in paying attention to this land anymore.

Thinking of this, Zhan Changfeng put the untouched pen down, maybe she shouldn't just focus on Yi Chang.

The rulers spent 3000 years establishing a solid centralized system of thought, how could she hope to use one person to reshape it in a few years.

But if the world falls into a real chaotic world, on the one hand, order and morality will be broken, and on the other hand, it will be an excellent time to clear the stagnation and establish a new order.

"Although the ambitious people from all walks of life are eager to make a move, they have not yet made a big fight. In the end, they are still calm. If a war is detonated, the opportunity will appear soon."

Zhan Changfeng stroked Xin Falcon's back and swayed a little. At this time, it was also the most suitable time to control the situation and stop losses.

As long as she admits Li Chonghua's identity to Yi Chang, assassinates Li Mao, and cooperates with the remaining power in the imperial city, Yi Chang can assist Li Chonghua to stabilize the country in the shortest possible time.

Even if some princes ignored the orthodoxy and the blood of the suzerain and insisted on launching a battle, it was only a regional war, and it would not affect the people of the world.

Is it to mend the cracked earth and let it follow its established trajectory, or to give it a hammer and break it into pieces and shape a new historical direction?
Can she bear the blood after a hammer?

The sky has started to warm up, but Zhan Changfeng is getting colder and colder. How did the rulers before her make decisions that affected the course of history.

Didn't the first surviving humans feel immoral when they objectified women?

When the first person in power divided the nobles and the commoners, was it only for the benefit of rule, regardless of historical regression?

In the past 3000 years, many people and organizations have passed on the truth of the previous civilization. How did they carry the banner of freedom and equality, and under the pretext of "race reproduction", sit back and watch all kinds of filth and injustice that have plagued the millennium? .

For a long time, there have been [-] million people in the land of China, but no ruler has tried to change this backward system.

What Zhan Changfeng saw from the annals of history was only constant destruction and strangulation. In the end, only the Yi family had the truth.

And this truth is shelved, and no one wants to touch it.

Humans are really arrogant and pathetic creatures.They create history, but also bear the giving and malice of history.

But on second thought, those decisions in the past may seem to have various imperfections now, but it cannot be denied that it must be the result of many choices made at that time, and its own existence has its own objectivity and rationality.

It's just that the power to choose is in the hands of a few.

Now, is it her turn to make this choice?
Why does she want to change, be angry, or amend history?
Maybe she should re-examine her purpose, and Yi Chang also needs to understand the true meaning of war.

Zhan Changfeng's thought stopped for a while, but it didn't hinder her actions.

She really wanted to know what level the people who could destroy or regenerate a world at the snap of her fingers belonged to, and what the unknown world looked like.

The Yi family said that they have been sitting on the land of China for 800 years. Even though they have never seen real gods, they still know some strange people who entered or were born in the world, but they are like parallel lines and do not interfere with each other.

If she can't find them, let them come to her.

Deifying oneself, in addition to expanding influence, has the purpose of attracting foreigners.

But rumors alone are not enough.

Zhan Changfeng raised his eyes slightly, if he added the technique of longevity.

First, she raised her name of suppressing the haunted house and used it to create momentum. Then, it was rumored that she possessed the technique of longevity, which seemed true or false, and then she sent a mountain post to invite people to see who would come.

She is not afraid of not being able to end the game in the end. If she is really a bit virtuous, she can tell her age and gender at a glance, and at most give her a deceitful nickname.

Only the details need to be designed.

Zhan Changfeng was concentrating on perfecting his thoughts, and suddenly Xin Falcon let out a loud snort, his wings flapping vigorously and slammed into the closed window, fierce and uneasy.

"Ling," Zhan Changfeng stretched out his hand to cover its head, gently stroked it from the skull to the nape of the neck, and took it to his left arm.

Xin Falcon calmed down under her comfort, but his sharp eyes still stared at the window.

She has raised this falcon for six years, and she is proud to compete with her prince. It is very rare that she is facing a great enemy like this.

Zhan Changfeng opened the window, it was already dark outside, the red lanterns on the eaves corridor had been hung up, and the dimly lit house was a little miserable.

The guards at the door saw her and saluted her.

No exception.

And with her skill, she didn't notice any danger just now.

The falcon flew out, hovered over the house for a long time, and then landed on the coffin again, combing its feathers.

Zhan Changfeng raised his brows and instructed the guards, "Be alert during the night watch, and call someone immediately if something goes wrong."

The guards shouted loudly.

is the silence of the night
The style of the early spring was sharp, and it was as cold as a knife slashing on the face.

Halfway through, Han Laosan ran out of the queue, "Report to the deputy lieutenant, and the subordinate asks for a brief explanation."

"Go, go home as soon as possible."

"Order."

Third Han rubbed his frozen face and walked towards the southeast.

One side of the wall collapsed, and before it could be repaired, it was the woods when he stepped over it. The third Han was holding his urine and burying his head and rushing down a tree, half unfastened his belt, only to see a figure not far away, and he suddenly shivered. .

The moon is black and the wind is high, and the third Han cannot see clearly, but from the outline, he is a strong man with a knife next to him, facing the tree.

Scared yourself, don't you?
Third Han sneered and continued to explain, "Brother, you came down from the front yard after changing the post, Mom, it's freezing to death."

"Brother, you came down from the front yard after changing the post, Mom, it's freezing to death."

A shiver hit his heart, and he threw half of his urine back abruptly.The third Han hurriedly tied his belt, and pulled out the knife that was inserted beside him. The cold wind slapped his face like a piece of pig iron.

"Big brother, it's not easy to joke around in the wilderness."

The figure also drew the knife and turned to him.

"Big brother, it's not easy to joke around in the wilderness."

(End of this chapter)