Chapter 348: The founding emperor of Ning Chao, Ning Taizu! 【2 updates】
The old man had a strong affinity, which made Ye Wanlan couldn''t help but want to get close.
He was wearing a costume and cloth, which was no different from ordinary people.
Ye Wanlan had never seen this old man before, but at this moment, she felt unprecedentedly familiar, as if they had known each other for a long time ago.
What shocked her most was that the old man actually called her - Xiao Yongning.
But who else would call her that besides her relatives in her previous life?
Ye Wanlan''s hand was very stiff, and her eyes moved down. Only then did she notice that although the old man was wearing simple clothes, a sword was hung around her waist.
This sword is clearly the same as the Apocalypse Sword that was once worshipped in Fengyuan City.
It’s just a pity that the enemy invaded overnight three hundred years ago, and the Apocalypse Sword disappeared.
Then the identity of the person in front of you is self-evident.
Ye Wanlan''s body was shocked: "Tai...Taizu?"
The old man who appeared in front of her turned out to be Ning Taizu, the founding emperor of Ning Dynasty!
"I originally wanted to introduce myself, but I didn''t expect Xiao Yongning to recognize me." Ning Taizu smiled slightly, "I deserve to be Xiao Yongning."
Whether in the past or present life, Ye Wanlan encountered too many magical things.
She thinks that she has experienced strong winds and waves and is enough to accept anything.
But at this moment, Ning Taizu appeared in front of her, and the impact on her was unprecedentedly huge.
Could it be that Xie Linyuan was really sure that the bead inlaid on the top of the Fengyuanbao Pagoda actually contained the soul of Ning Taizu?
Ye Wanlan didn''t need to doubt the identity of the old man. She still had the blood of the Xiang royal family full of ambition and violence flowing in her bones.
She could feel that the old man had the same bloodline as her.
"Come here, sit down." Ning Taizu waved to her, "Look from here, what can you see?"
Ye Wanlan was stunned for a moment and looked down at the entire southern Xinjiang from the top of Fengyuanbao Pagoda.
Bright lights
She thought for a while and replied: "The mountains and rivers in China are inviolable."
Ning Taizu said lightly: "No, look again."
"The people live and work in peace, and there will be no more war?"
“It’s still wrong.”
Ye Wanlan was in a difficult situation. She bowed and said, "Yongning is ignorant, please give Taizu a guidance."
"I obviously only let you see how good the scenery here is, making people feel comfortable. Why do you think so profoundly?" Ning Taizu looked at her and his voice was very soft, "Xiao Yongning, if you are too tired, sometimes you will fall into a vicious circle."
A very simple sentence made Ye Wanlan''s eyes sank.
Living for a lifetime, she is no longer the Princess of Yongning, and the Daning Dynasty has long been destroyed, so she doesn''t have to bear so much responsibility.
But the pain three hundred years ago and the blood of her relatives made her unable to let go of this responsibility at all.
"I don''t know what you have experienced in this life. You are in a state of mind right now." Ning Taizu stretched out his hand and patted her on the head, "The responsibility for many things is not on you, and you don''t need to blame yourself."
As if he was enlightened, after communicating with Ning Taizu for a few short sentences, Ye Wanlan really felt like he was empty and his mood was restored.
After a while, she finally asked her doubts: "How do you know mine?"
Whether it is today''s modern times or the Qianhe era she lived in three hundred years ago, Ning Taizu is a legendary figure.
Even her father, Zhaozong, always lamented that Ning Taizu was really too legendary, and even he was three points inferior.
Ning Zhaozong taught her all civil and military officials for a long time, and hoped that she could lead Ning Chao to the second peak like Ning Taizu.
"How did I know you?" Ning Taizu repeated it and smiled slightly, "Because at that time, the national teacher joined hands with the sorcerers of the world to calculate the future of Ning Dynasty. They told me that there would be an empress named ''Emperor Yongning''."
Ye Wanlan asked again: "At that time, did you know my existence?"
"Of course." Ning Taizu stroked his beard and laughed, "Of course I''m very curious about which descendant of me actually produced a female emperor. It''s really amazing."
He paused and sighed: "But the national master said again that it is precisely because the luck and energy you carry on you are too strong, and there will be disasters when you are born, and there will be a great disaster in 17 years. It would be great if you could survive until you are eighteen."
Ye Wanlan lowered his head, his voice a little bitter for the first time: "I did die when I was seventeen."
The reason why Ning Taizu was able to establish the Ning Dynasty was not only because he was a very powerful commander, but also because he had gathered countless strange people under his command.
"Sure enough, I didn''t see you at the established time, and I knew it was like this." Ning Taizu shook his head slightly, but his expression was kind, "But you have done well enough."
Ye Wanlan whispered: "I also want to do something great like you."
"You are no worse than me. If you are worse than me, how could God let you come again?" Ning Taizu smiled and asked again, "Do you know how this jewel came about?"
Ye Wanlan nodded: "The father taught me that you asked for the jewel in person to go to Buddhism, and said that in your identity, there was no need to go there in person."
"Of course, it''s not just a plea. I knelt down and kowtowed, and asked for it after walking through the nine hundred and ninety-nine layers of stone steps."
“!!”
Ye Wanlan''s eyebrows could not hide his shock.
Kneel and kowtow? If the emperor salutes heaven and earth, then heaven and earth will owe him great affection.
What exchange did Ning Taizu have with heaven and earth?
"The national master calculated that there was a great disaster in China. The Ning Dynasty either ended in 384 years or could last for many years." Ning Taizu said in a faint voice, "I know, but I can''t live that long, so I made a request to the national master at that time-"
"I exchange all my merits for a wisp of residual thoughts to allow my descendants and I to meet in a hundred years. I have a lot to tell them, and the first sentence is that you have done a really good job."
Ye Wanlan suddenly looked up: "You are now..."
"Yes, it''s not a retrospective, nor a soul. Now I am just a wisp of residual thoughts." Ning Taizu said, "So some things must be explained as soon as possible, otherwise the residual thoughts will disappear, and will the merit be wasted."
Ye Wanlan''s expression was shocked.
The things like merit are mysterious and illusory, but this is for ordinary people.
How many merits did Ning Taizu have?
Just give it all out?
"So what?" Ning Taizu seemed to see her doubts and looked calm, "I lived for a lifetime, for eighty years, which is enough. I can still do something for China before my death, so why not do it?"
"After calculating the great catastrophe of China, the national master passed away because he peeked at too many secrets of heaven." Ning Taizu looked sad, "It''s a pity that he couldn''t see how to solve the disaster of China, but he said there was a glimmer of hope."
After the words finished, he looked at the girl with deep eyes.
Ye Wanlan was stunned again: "What are you talking about...me?"
"Of course." Ning Taizu nodded, "You can live a lifetime again, this is a glimmer of hope. You said that the inheritances of China were destroyed three hundred years ago, but you remember these inheritances, right?"
Ye Wanlan murmured: "Not bad."
This is also thanks to her ability to remember everything she never remembers. Although she could not practice many martial arts in her previous life, she kept them in her mind.
"Some people want to exterminate the roots of China, but the roots are continuous." Ning Taizu said lightly, "So in three hundred years, they will definitely make a comeback. Xiao Yongning, you must remember what I say next."
His mouth opened and closed quickly, and Ye Wanlan remembered every word in his mind.
I don’t know how long it took, but Taizu Ning suddenly raised his head: “It’s time, I should leave too. I’ll leave the rest to you.”
After saying that, he recited a poem: "The flags are all over the mountains, the drums are not yet resting, and the thin moon is like frost. Thousands of riders on the battlefield are shaking, reflecting the beacon fire outside the border."
Ye Wanlan heard that this was a poem written by Ning Taizu improvised after establishing the Ning Dynasty.
The literary talent of the poem is naturally not comparable to the support of light, but the power contained in it and the momentum of looking down on the world are extremely strong.
She once copied this poem specifically and hung it in the study.
"When you are on the shore, you are waiting for the wind, and you are angry. Look at the camp and the iron horses and golden swords, there are 100,000 young people now, traversing all directions." Ning Taizu said slowly, "Traveling all the eight deserts, sweeping all the six directions, and try your best."
"Looking north. The halberd is broken and the sand is sinking, the cold iron has not been eliminated, hold the long tassels and tie the clouds to the sky."
“…Welcome to the Apocalypse of China and take charge of all nations alone.”
The last line of poetry fell, and the old man''s figure had completely dispersed.
The lonely moon hangs high, and the night is still silent.
The gems of the pearls are getting more and more prosperous, and they are blessed all over the world.
"Little junior sister? Little junior sister!" Xie Linyuan said anxiously, "Don''t scare me! Can you hear me calling you?"
Ye Wanlan was still in shock and could not come back to his senses.
The last sentence Ning Taizu said to her was echoed in her ears—
"I also expected that the "Apocalypse" would inevitably be destroyed and stolen, so the "Apocalypse" in the palace is a copy, and there are many mistakes in the copy that were deliberately compiled. Whether it was used by other clans has nothing to do with my Daning."
"The real "Apocalypse" has a total of 31,899 volumes, and now it is all 7.7 feet below the Fengyuanbao Tower. Xiao Yongning, only you can open that door."
“Go.”
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I wrote the poems in this chapter by myself, and I didn’t even think about the level and tone. I attached the whole poem~
Breaking the Formation Music·Shenzhou
The flags are all over the mountains, the drums are not yet resting, and the thin moon is like frost.
Thousands of riders on the battlefield are swaying, reflecting the beacon outside the border.
When you are on the shore, you are waiting for the wind to come, and your spirit is angry.
Looking at the camp and the iron horses and golden swords, there are 100,000 young men now, traversing all directions.
Travel all the eight deserts, sweep them all, and try your best.
Looking north.
The halberd is broken and the sand is sinking, the cold iron has not been eliminated, and the long tassels are held, and the clouds are bound to be covered.
The two sides of the blue blood and the heart are separated, and the wine is sprinkled to the Xuanhuang.
Heroes'' courage, soldiers'' souls, and open the border together.
The moon gate is high and the sky is high. The women are beautiful. The dragon fights in the wild, and everyone surrenders.
Welcome the revelation of China and take charge of all nations alone.