Chapter 45: Escorting the Deposed Emperor Back to the Fief
Seven days later.
The Prince of Yan's residence.
Seeing Dou Changsheng was standing in the martial arts arena, waiting calmly.
During these few days, Seeing Dou Changsheng had used the Qingyang Spring to begin cultivating the Five Qi, while also comprehending the "Geng Metal Thirteen Swords."
He had also sent a visiting card and received a reply, which led to his visit today.
He didn't know how much time had passed before footsteps sounded, and Yu Yun, with an ordinary appearance and medium build, walked over with large strides.
Standing beside Yu Yun was a one-eyed man, whose hair fell down, covering half of his face, and the one eye revealed was like a sharp sword, filled with sharpness, making Seeing Dou Changsheng afraid to look directly and move his gaze away.
Seeing Dou Changsheng recognized the other party; this was the head of Yu Yun's nine adopted sons.
The One-Eyed Divine Lord, Zhao Wudao.
A Grandmaster of the Earth Ranking.
The nine adopted sons were all Grandmasters, and three of them had ascended the Earth Ranking.
The eldest was the most cultivated, and the ninth had the strongest talent.
From the name, one could see that Zhao Wudao's background was not good; he was an abandoned baby, with a broken sword stuck beside him, and because of a wooden plaque engraved with the word "Zhao," he got this name.
He was treated like his own by Yu Yun and had followed Yu Yun in battles south and north for decades; he was his right-hand man.
Zhao Wudao stood with his arms crossed, staring at Seeing Dou Changsheng from afar, his gaze filled with coldness; he was like a lone wolf, very unsociable.
Yu Yun walked a few steps and stood in front of Seeing Dou Changsheng, speaking calmly: "I already know your intention."
"You want to learn the Geng Metal Thirteen Swords."
"I also understand this sword technique slightly."
"The momentum gathered is the core of this sword technique."
"If the momentum is small, then even if it is a peerless technique, it is still mediocre."
"And momentum—I don't know much about it."
"I only know one kind. I was an orphan, adopted by a military household, joined the army as a youth, and have been fighting for over a hundred years."
"I only know the momentum of the battle formation—thousands of troops and horses, united in purpose, can make rivers flow backward, seawater pour back, and change the world."
"I also understand Wang Tianhe's purpose."
"Your internal qi is robust, and the sword qi condensed by the 'Infinite Sword Scripture' is overwhelming, continuous, and endless."
"It can be constructed into a military momentum, like thousands of troops and horses; under such momentum, no one can stop it."
"Get ready. I have pondered this sword for decades; it was my insight when I was promoted to Captain and read military books for the first time."
"More is better; you can win."
"As long as I use ten times the troops to defeat the enemy, the advantage is mine."
"This is the formation of ten thousand armies."
Yu Yun raised his hand, light appeared in his palm, turned into three feet in the blink of an eye, and he swung his arm lightly, slashing out a sword qi.
Under the diffusion of divine intent, it seemed to evolve into a world.
Seeing Dou Changsheng seemed to see Yu Yun, wearing armor, holding a long spear, riding a horse and galloping. He commanded ten thousand cavalry, charging at thousands of infantry holding long knives.
Like a gale, he rushed through, the enemy was submerged and turned into corpses.
The strike was successful, he galloped past, coming and going like the wind, his back gradually dissipated, and finally, everything disappeared.
The light in Yu Yun's hand disappeared. He looked at Seeing Dou Changsheng, who was lost in thought, and spoke calmly: "You couldn't understand it the first time, because this sword is not just about gathering momentum, but also about making your sword technique like a military formation."
"This kind of secret technique integrated into sword technique is only understood by me."
"Using more to suppress people, using momentum to bully people."
"When I go to war, every battle is a fight of national strength, winning by numbers."
"Among the ten great famous generals, I am the head; I am worthy of the name."
"In terms of surprise troops, galloping thousands of miles, I am not as good as Marquis An of Western Qin; in terms of arranging troops, I am not as good as Tian Anguo, the Grand General of Eastern Qi."
Yu Yun did not boast, but spoke plainly; every sentence was simple and unadorned.
Zhao Wudao, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, his thick voice sounding: "You worked for the Shogunate and made contributions."
"But it is not enough to obtain the adoptive father's secret technique."
"With your robust internal qi and the secret technique taught by the adoptive father, this ordinary peerless technique will become one of the best."
"And this secret technique is not limited to the Geng Metal Thirteen Swords; it can also be used in other sword techniques, or fist techniques, palm techniques, etc."
"The adoptive father started with this, stood out from the army, and made great contributions."
Yu Yun interrupted Zhao Wudao and looked at Seeing Dou Changsheng: "You want this secret technique; naturally, I will give it to you."
"Everything I have learned in my life, except for a few martial arts that were taught by several seniors and I swore not to leak, I don't care about anything else."
"I am a person who doesn't like to force people with favors."
Yu Yun sighed and smiled bitterly: "It's just that now I am trapped in the capital."
"I cannot leave easily, and Zhao Wudao is also being watched."
"And the Prince of Beiyang's identity is too sensitive; neither Chen Qingyao nor the Empress will allow me to contact him."
"So I can only entrust you to personally escort the Prince of Beiyang away from the capital and go to the Beiyang fief."
"You can rest assured that neither the Empress nor Chen Qingyao will attack the Prince of Beiyang."
"This is a way to balance me; it is my soft underbelly."
"They are too busy protecting the Prince of Beiyang."
"It's just that I have one point that I am very puzzled about."
"Why has he always been dissatisfied with me, even to the point of giving up the North to deal with me, causing public anger?"
"I let you go to investigate the reason, and also to escort him. If you return to Beiyang and still have no answer, then everything will be forgotten."
Yu Yun took a deep breath and was still puzzled: "The late emperor had the grace of knowing me, which is why I was able to guard the North."
"For so many years, in order to repay the late emperor, I have fought south and north, in no less than a thousand battles, large and small."
"I have never been disrespectful to the late emperor or disobedient to the new Empress."
"Why is this?"
People are emotional animals, not machines.
Being treated like this, Yu Yun's heart was also not calm.
If the little emperor were still the emperor, Yu Yun would naturally have to keep these words in his heart and wouldn't dare to ask.
Now that the little emperor was the Prince of Beiyang, Yu Yun didn't have the idea of personally questioning or threatening his lord, but he couldn't help but make indirect side-attacks.
Zhao Wudao sneered: "The Prince of Beiyang is just a fool."
"Persecuting loyal ministers, listening to treacherous officials."
"This tribulation is purely his own doing."
"Doesn't he know that among the three ministers entrusted by the late emperor, the adoptive father is the most loyal?"
"Chen Qingyao is the Chancellor in name, but a traitor of Jin in reality. For so many years, he has recruited minions and I don't know how many martial arts experts he has netted."
"Liu Qingzhi is simply unscrupulous in order to ascend to the throne. Now she has invited a wolf into the house, letting Chen Qingyao become the Imperial Consort. The next step is to fall ill, and Chen Qingyao will govern in the name of the Imperial Consort."
"Becoming the first Imperial Consort Regent in the history of the Great Jin."
"With a different surname, entering the Great Jin, turning Liu Jin into Chen Jin."
"This kind of person is just kicked in the head by a donkey, so why ask?"
Yu Yun scolded: "Do not be presumptuous!"
"That is the late emperor's bloodline after all." ===== CHAPTER 46 =====
End of Chapter
