son-in-law

Chapter 703 The Finale of the First Half of "The Son-in-law"
On the yellow-brown tree trunk, cicada pupae have turned into insects, vibrating the air and making monotonous sounds in the bright light.The tree grew in the high yard, and not far from the trunk, the hibiscus flower was in bud.

In front of the wooden building in the distance, the woman holds the railing with one hand, looking at the sunshine and flowers and trees in front of her, in a daze.

In the far south, there is her hometown, but she may never go back.

The raindrops fell on the leaves of the hibiscus flower with a "snap". She raised her head slightly, and the raindrops fell in a blink of an eye. She raised her head and pinched the skirt of her chest with one hand, feeling the coolness coming from outside the eaves.From the room behind her, a tall but gentle Jurchen general walked out, "God of Valley" Wanyan Xiyin came over, stopped his wife's shoulders, and looked up to the sky with her.

The sudden torrential rain fell on Dadingfu, which had begun to become prosperous. The ancient city of Beijing was bathed in sunshine and rain...

Going to the Huining Mansion in Beijing, Wanyan Zonghan stepped up the steps and walked into the Jurchen Palace all the way to meet the giant bear-like emperor, Wanyan Wu begging for money.

Stepping into the gate, the other party was already smiling not far away, waiting for him with open arms.

Two hundred miles away from Shangjing, under the sky, there were cavalry running. Near the huge barracks, Jurchen soldiers came and went in groups, and cavalry came in and out.On the high platform of the huge school field, the military god Wanyan Zongwang stood with his fists clenched, watching the drill of thousands of Jurchen soldiers with a solemn face, not angry but majestic.

The wind blew over, and the huge banner, together with his cloak, fluttered in the wind.At a certain moment, he raised his fist in the wind, the sun shone down, and in the sky in front of him, the shouts of countless soldiers shook the sky completely.

The murderous intent spread...

dark night.

Under the starry night, the straw blanket undulated, like slight sea waves. Under the light of the stars and the moon, the wolf straightened its neck and let out a long howl in the direction of the moon.

The wolves sounded like a sea tide, but they were quite far apart. In the field of vision, horseshoes stepped over here, one, two... gradually became an array of tens or hundreds of horses.In the distance, there are yurts clustered in the flames. The horse team belongs to this huge tribe. The Mongolian women welcome the returning warriors. They put down their whips, untie the cloth bags on their bodies, and hand over the food and treasures in Among the people who came over, someone raised a bloody head, which meant the fall of a hero on the grassland.

The surrounding crowd shouted under the starry night and in the firelight!
Hundreds of feet away from here, in the big yurt in the center of the tribe, the demon god stood up, opened the tent and came out.The heroes of the prairie are by his side.

The night wind came, blowing over the huge tribe, passing over the yurts one by one, and the bonfire was flourishing.Cool autumn is coming.

Bianliang, a huge city, is showing a dejected look. Earlier, the traces left by the rebellion that shocked the world have not been removed on this city. Now, [-]% of the people in this city have gone.

In the Golden Luan Hall, the enthroned new emperor sat on the dragon chair, looked at the memorial in his hand, and made a majestic look. In the court hall below, officials debated, quarreled, and confronted each other.A daze flashed in his eyes...

Somewhere to the south, Lin Zongwu, the world's number one master in the shape of Maitreya, stood on a cliff, looking at the sky to the north.A subordinate behind him was waiting for his reply. At a certain moment, he waved his hand and said a word, and the subordinate took the order to go.

— Then go to Beijing.

There was no joy on his face.

To the north, in a small village close to the post road, a man named Mu Yi sat beside a stone mill, watching his wife's busyness not far away, and looking at the road in the distance, his eyes flashed blankly.

The world... has changed...

Jiang Ning, the little prince rushed out of the workshop and watched the unsuccessful huge cloth bag turn into ashes in the fire...

To the west, the army was walking on the long road, and beside it, there were horse teams and carriages following them.They are a fleeing team against the world. At this moment, there is a dazed atmosphere in the team, but in their eyes, there is still strong pride.

At a certain moment, the scout's horse team came from behind, passed through the back row of the team, and followed a carriage in the middle. A little ahead of the carriage, the one-eyed general was also looking at him.

"Report, the one in the rear... is catching up..."

In the carriage, a man named Ning Yi poked his head out and closed the small book that he was writing and drawing. In front of him, the one-eyed general looked over.The carriages, scouts, and military formations are all moving forward.At a certain moment, Ning Yi finally opened his mouth.

"Then..." He opened his mouth.

……

"let's hit."

……

In the air, a long knife waved.

Soon, there will be a bloody storm...

Vision pushed away from the sky!

It traverses and traces back the long river of time, from the time of desolation, to slash-and-burn farming, to the gathering and dispersal of tribes, to the abdication of the first emperor, to the enfeoffment of the emperor, the reproduction, prosperity, departure, and decline of people from generation to generation, people fight, compete, people love, combined.Troubled times are approaching, when the black knight splits the ground, the world will be reversed, and the heroes will shed blood, there will always be a prosperous time to come.

And we only need to watch and watch, and hope that the little spots of light left by them here will spread and continue across the long river.until we...

—Become a better person.

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Welcome to "Zuo Son-in-Law Episode [-]*Jiang Ning Chenfeng"

"The Son-in-Law Episode [-] * The Pool of Dark War"

"The Son-in-Law Episode [-]*Dragon Snake"

"The Son-in-Law Episode [-]*Wildfire"

"The Son-in-Law Episode [-] * Feast"

"The Son-in-Law Episode [-]*Humadu Yinshan"

"Zuo Son-in-Law Episode [-] * King Sheji"

The first half of the son-in-law is finished.

Coming soon to the eighth episode, "Old Cang River"

(Through the road and the blue strands, to inspire the mountains and forests - "Zuo Zhuan")
　PS1: When writing this chapter, I was listening to "Singing the Motherland" by Yang Peiyi.

PS2: In the end, it was not for making up the words, the words are already full of [-].

PS3: It will take a few days to conceive and organize the eighth episode.

PS4: Although it will start intermittent again, a monthly pass is still required. Although it is the end of the month, I will not issue a single chapter.

　
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