Chapter 62: Wind Bone (Collected Ah~~~)

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  Wu Fangyuan's whole body trembled with anger, his face flushed red, and he couldn't say a word as he stared at Zhao Yuankui's back. He had long known that Zhao Yuankui was stubborn and unyielding, but he hadn't expected him to be so ridiculously obstinate!

  "Not true!" Wu Fangyuan's furious expression suddenly changed, and his face began to change color. At this time, with so many people watching, even if Zhao Yuankui had a preference, he shouldn't be showing it now!

  Wu Fangyuan furrowed her brow, looking thoughtful as she gazed at Zhao Yuankui's back, then shifted her gaze to Wei Zao, her eyes beginning to flicker.

  "Qin Yun!" Wu Fangyuan's body suddenly trembled, and she couldn't help but let out a low cry. Her eyes were filled with terror, and her face was full of shock.

  As he looked at Chu Han and Wei Zhao again, his eyes flashed violently. These two people were similar to Zhao Yuan Kui and Qin Yun 20 years ago. Thinking of what Qin Yun did as the head of the Hanlin Academy, Wu Fangyuan felt a chill run down his spine, and the anger that had filled his chest disappeared without a trace. Looking at Wei Zhao sitting there, still talking to Chu Han in a low voice with an air of indifference, his face showed a hesitant expression, revealing a hint of guilt, and he slowly sat back in his chair.

  He didn't want to fight for Wei Zhuo, but he couldn't!

  "Slow down!" Zhao Yuankui had already walked up to the two men, Wei Zao and Chu Han, when suddenly a loud shout came from far away.

  Zhao Yuankui was taken aback, furrowed his brow and turned around, having already made up his mind to keep Wei Zhao out of the imperial court forever! This time, no matter who came, they couldn't stop him!

  Wu Fangyuan was also stunned, this voice seemed somewhat familiar.

  As soon as the two of them turned around and took a look, their faces changed color at the same time.

  Only a figure in magnificent attire was seen, Qin Yun's face was flushed with excitement as he stood on the stage, his expression indescribable as he slowly walked over.

  Zhao Yuankui's eyelids suddenly twitched, and he frowned, staring at Qin Yun's footsteps, with complex lights surging in his eyes.

  Qin Yun was also filled with emotions, after nearly twenty years, he walked here again, and after a decade of setbacks, he had gained some enlightenment. Looking at Zhao Yuan Kui and Wu Fang Yuan who were staring at him in shock, he smiled faintly and walked over.

  The three of them didn't say a word, all with thoughts racing and complex gazes gathered within less than two zhang from Wei Zhao.

  Zhao Yuankui looked at Qin Yun in front of him, who always had a smile on his face. His expression was cold and hard, his eyes struggled, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

  Wu Fangyuan's heart was extremely panicked, his throat twitched, and he squeezed out a very ugly smile on his face.

  Qin Yun looked at the two old friends, although they had disagreements in the past, but after more than a decade of retirement, he felt like he was in a different world. He no longer held grudges against past grievances and smiled as he looked at Zhao Yuanquan's cold face: "It's been over ten years since we last met, Brother Zhao is still as elegant as ever, haha! Wu brother's 'Qi Dian' is about to be completed, it's a joyous occasion!"

  Zhao Yuankui's face turned iron-green, his facial muscles twitching non-stop, and the anger in his heart surged up even more. Looking at Qin Yun, who was smiling calmly in front of him, the scenes from over a decade ago flashed before his eyes like a lantern show.

  Especially because of Qin Yun's impeachment, which triggered an unprecedented storm, his right fist was clenched and trembling nonstop.

  Zhao Yuankui's eyes were cold and stern, he really wanted to punch him, but he had to endure. He looked at Qin Yun, furrowed his brow, and said in a harsh tone, "Brother Qin, what brings you here?"

  Qin Yun didn't mind the past grievances, but he also couldn't ask others to forget. Looking at Zhao Yuanke's cold eyes, he smiled faintly and turned his head to look at Wei Zao not far away.

  Zhao Yuankui's eyes immediately became three points colder, his gaze stern and cold as he said, "He is your disciple?"

  Qin Yun smiled wryly in his heart and shook his head on the surface, laughing: "If I had a disciple like him, I would laugh out loud even in my dreams."

  Wu Fangyuan listened intently on one side, deeply convinced, but thinking of the Jinling riot and the rebellion in the five states more than a decade ago, he couldn't help but stand up straight with sweat and his heart racing.

  Zhao Yuankui stared at Qin Yun for a long time before speaking in a cold tone: "Then what did you come up here for?"

  Looking at Zhao Yuankui frowning and his face cold, Qin Yun smiled and said: "Not to hide from the two old friends, I actually came to chat with the two old friends."

  Wu Fangyuan was taken aback, glanced at Zhao Yuankui, and his eyes were strange. He thought to himself: It seems that the three of us are not very familiar with each other, and it's not a good time for reminiscing now?

  Zhao Yuankui snorted and was about to turn around: "If Brother Qin wants to reminisce, please wait for a moment."

  Qin Yun said slowly and calmly, "Brother Zhao, it's best if you wait a bit longer."

  Zhao Yuankui, who had already turned halfway around, suddenly froze, listening to Qin Yun's lukewarm words. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat, and he abruptly turned back around, staring straight at him with a sudden chill flashing in his eyes.

  Qin Yun smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, pretending not to hear, and nodded towards Wei Zhao who was looking over.

  Wei Xiao naturally also slightly nodded with a hint of respect and a faint smile, then continued to discuss with Chu Han in a low voice as if nothing had happened.

  Zhao Yuankui's gaze passed over Qin Yun and looked towards the northern curtain, his fists clenched tightly as he struggled intensely in his heart.

  Wu Fangyuan also saw through it at this time, his heart was cold, and he hesitated to ask Qin Yun in a low voice: "Brother Qin, the emperor... won't be wanting him, will he..." As he spoke, he pointed with one hand on his shoulder, pointing behind him at Wei Zhao. If that scene from over a decade ago were to replay itself... he didn't dare think about it.

  Qin Yun's eyes flickered, a hint of sharpness flashing between his brows, and he smiled faintly with an inexplicable tone, saying indifferently: "Do the two of you still think this is over a decade ago?"

  Zhao Yuankui's heart skipped a beat as he listened, his eyes widening in shock as he stared at Qin Yun. Seeing the calmness in Qin Yun's eyes, his clenched fists suddenly began to tremble violently. It was not hard to infer from Qin Yun's words that the Emperor was preparing to take action again.

  "No way, this Wei Xiao can't enter the imperial court!" Zhao Yuanke's heart suddenly shook, and he abruptly raised his head to look forward, his eyes firm and unwavering.

  Before his eyes, the bloody storm of more than a decade ago kept flashing back. The shocking riot had left countless corpses in Jinling, blood flowing everywhere, dark clouds covering the sky, and a chilling gale blowing. As far as the eye could see, there was not a single living soul, no glimmer of light anywhere, only an eerie desolation. The once prosperous city of Jinling was now more terrifying than the underworld itself.

  He suddenly turned around and no longer cared about Qin Yun. He wanted to immediately grant the fake imperial edict to Chu Han, creating a fait accompli that no one could change anymore.

  Qin Yun did not stop him, he understood Zhao Yuankui's mood at this moment. At that time, perhaps impulsive, perhaps reckless, or perhaps ignorant, but he had no regrets. As people who grew up under the influence of Confucianism, they almost had the same obsession.

  Qin Yun held that the imperial power should be supreme, and all efforts should be concentrated to ensure that the imperial edicts were carried out smoothly, so that the people could live in peace and prosperity, and the world would be at peace. Even if some violent means had to be taken, sacrificing some people or even himself was not too much, as long as the prestige of the emperor could be recovered.

  Zhao Yuanke was even more stubborn, he insisted on the present, he wanted to maintain the stability of the imperial court, did not want to do things beyond control, even if some problems also hoped to achieve a certain degree of change through internal struggle in the imperial court, rather than violent means.

  The differences between the two were revealed in the first debate on Buddhism, and later they continued to argue with each other at the Hanlin Academy, refusing to give an inch.

  However, at that time Qin Yun's point of view was very much in line with the thoughts of the newly enthroned emperor, so Qin Yun's holy life was like a sunny day, and ultimately led to that devastating chaos.

  The horror of the riot that Zhao Yuankui personally experienced was indeed terrible, although the result was that the emperor regained some power, but the cost was really too heavy! Horrific, horrific enough to make everyone who saw it live in fear for a lifetime, unable to sleep day and night.

  Qin Yun knew that Zhao Yuankui would never let such a thing happen again, even if he was crushed to death by the rolling wheels of a cart, he would not retreat one step!

  This is their common spirit, breaking legs and cutting off heads, unyielding until death!