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The Flickering Lamp and the Shadow of Swords (1)



In 1402 AD, Nanjing was ablaze.



On this day, the Prince of Yan led his army, using the pretext of purging the court of corrupt officials, and captured Nanjing. The city was filled with cries of anguish and

the sounds of battle.



The emperor's garrison could not withstand the first wave of the Prince of Yan's army and retreated into the palace.



The once magnificent and bustling Qinhuai River was now a blood-red stain, whether from the flames or the bloodshed was unknown.

The orderly and solemn army stood outside the first hall of the palace,

a stark contrast to the Imperial Guards and civilians roaming freely outside.



At the very front of the procession, facing the palace symbolizing the Ming Dynasty, the Prince of Yan rode a magnificent horse adorned with splendid ornaments

, silently gazing upon the palace.



The Prince of Yan sighed, "If it weren't for the Heavenly Mandate Sect, how could things have escalated to this point? Alas! Foolish child, why did you suffer like

this?" The deputy commander of the Prince of Yan's army, named Liu Tong, a confidant of the Prince, asked, "Your Highness, is it true?" The imperial

city was completely unprotected; the last remaining force had retreated into the palace. Without capturing the imperial city,

the problem would be difficult to resolve.



The Prince of Yan's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he said, "Liu Tong, am I doing the right thing?"



Liu Tong hurriedly replied, "With a tyrannical emperor on the throne and treacherous officials in power, the people are suffering terribly. Your Highness is acting on behalf of Heaven

; what's wrong with that?" The Prince of Yan smiled bitterly, "Is Fang Xiaoru a treacherous official? If the Ghost King were still alive, perhaps he could

stop my treasonous actions."



Liu Tong, fearing the Prince of Yan's hesitation would affect the overall situation, quickly said, "In my opinion, if we don't

capture the capital city as quickly as possible and allow Qi Tai and his men to escape with Emperor Jianwen, things might change."



The Prince of Yan's expression suddenly changed, and he said in an extremely calm voice, "Do you think I don't understand this? Give me

..." "Kill! Leave no one alive in the imperial city!" He finally issued the execution order. Liu Tong was overjoyed and ordered, "All

soldiers, listen up! The Prince of Yan has ordered that no one be spared within the imperial city!" The army responded with a roar, raised their weapons, and stormed into the imperial city

.



This day became known in history as the "Jingnan Rebellion



." Although the Prince of Yan's army was well-trained, the soldiers, having long followed him on his campaigns, were homesick . The young and strong

, having been deprived of sexual desire for a long time, could no longer restrain themselves.



They stormed into the palace, where soldiers were seen raping and abusing palace women who had escaped.



Although the Prince of Yan always maintained strict military discipline, he could not stop this behavior, for this had always been the case when a city was breached

. However, amidst the chaos of the army, only one small squad maintained the most disciplined formation, moving

swiftly as they searched for the emperor.



The squad leader was a strikingly handsome young man, wielding a gleaming, cold

sword that still emitted a faint silver light in the darkness.



Just as the squad passed the Dacheng Hall and was about to turn into another palace, a naked

palace maid with disheveled hair rushed out from around the corner. Unable to dodge in time, she collided with the young man, who, upon embracing her soft, fragrant body,

quickly helped her up, saying, "Don't be afraid, I won't do anything to you."



The maid's naked body was covered in bruises, clearly from the beatings she had suffered while resisting rape

. She was obviously terrified, as she cried incessantly.



Shouts grew louder as they approached, and several disheveled soldiers rushed out from around the corner, looking at the young man and saying, "Good heavens

, so she's with you! Hand her over to us! We were just getting started and she got away! We were in the middle of it

!



" The young man's eyes flashed with fury, and he said in a deep voice, "How could you do such a beastly thing

? Don't you feel ashamed?" The soldiers retorted angrily, "Hey, Qi, don't pretend to be so high and mighty! Are you planning to keep her all to yourself?"



The young man was none other than Qi Changzheng, the swift blade who had joined the ranks of the Prince of Yan. In the past few years, he had followed the Prince of Yan in battles across the north and south,

accumulating numerous military merits. His bravery and skill in battle had already made him famous in the army.



Qi Changzheng roared, "Those who don't want to die, get out of here! Otherwise, don't blame me for showing no mercy!" Holding his Heavenly Soldier

Sword, his demeanor was extremely fierce. The soldiers who had committed the beastly acts trembled at the sight. They knew Qi Changzheng's power

and dared not provoke him.



They left with harsh words and resentment. Qi Changzheng took off his outer robe and draped it over the palace maid, softly

saying, "Don't worry, no one will bully you anymore." Upon closer inspection, the palace maid was quite beautiful

. Although young, she already possessed a curvaceous figure, no wonder she attracted the lustful soldiers.



Qi Changzheng handed her to his subordinates behind him, raised his precious sword, and said, "We must be the first to find the Emperor

; this credit belongs to us." Inspired by his heroic spirit, his soldiers also raised their weapons. The

palace guards were no match for the Prince of Yan's army. Only two hours had passed since the city fell, and the palace

was already littered with corpses.



Everywhere were the bodies of imperial soldiers. In a pavilion atop the main hall, a woman of unparalleled beauty, disheveled,

was fleeing from soldiers' advances.



Finally finding a gap to escape from the pavilion, the beauty was

blocked at the doorway by a tall, dark figure.



A shadowy figure chuckled, "Consort Chen, I knew you'd be here."



The newcomer was none other than Liu Tong. While everyone else was humiliating the palace maids, he alone had sent his men to the pavilion first

. He knew that the most valuable person in the capital, besides the emperor,

was Consort Chen, one of the ten most beautiful women in the martial world, possessing a beauty that could topple kingdoms.



Years ago, Consort Chen, heartbroken and despondent, wanted to become a nun, but fearing Leng Yan's relentless pursuit, she couldn't think of a hiding place

. The first place that came to her mind was the capital, the place she knew best. Thus, amidst the chaos, she returned to the city.

Hiding in this small pavilion known only to Zhu Yuanzhang and herself,



Consort Chen was seized by Liu Tong, unable to move. She cried out, "Why do you know this place

? This should be the most secret place in the palace!"



Liu Tong laughed, "How can you attack the imperial city without thoroughly studying its entire structure

? Even the location of rat holes within the palace cannot escape my eyes."



He then lewdly added, "I originally wanted to see if Emperor Jianwen was in this small pavilion, but unexpectedly I discovered

you, this beauty. It seems Heaven is still kind to me, Liu Tong." Chen Yuzhen knew she could not escape her

fate of being humiliated, her eyes filled with terror.



With a lewd laugh, Liu Tong pressed Chen Yuzhen onto the table, his large hands roaming over her beautiful, flawless body. Chen Yuzhen

wept, wanting to bite her tongue and commit suicide.



Liu Tong said, "How can I let you die so easily? I haven't had my fun yet."

He swiftly pressed several acupoints on Consort Chen, then ripped off her clothes with his right hand. Her



already tattered clothes were completely removed with a single tear. Liu Tong looked at her delicate body, as white as jade

, and laughed, "Who said only the emperor can play with you? Now I'm the emperor too!" With that, his wicked hand reached

for Chen Yuzhen's full breasts, kneading them incessantly, his fingers gently touching the budding blossoms

.



Consort Chen let out a soft moan. Although she was unwilling, her body was beyond her control

. Under Liu Tong's stimulation, her body gradually heated up.



Her pink nipples were erect, and her round breasts were covered with a light pink hue. Chen Yuzhen's panting

grew heavier as Liu Tong's hand had reached her private parts.



Liu Tong seemed to be an expert in this area; his fingers moved nimbly and skillfully, sending wave after wave of pleasure crashing against Chen Yuzhen's

forehead, her juices flowing freely. Chen Yuzhen was uttering words she herself didn't understand. Although she

continued to moan, she still managed to maintain a sliver of clarity in her mind. She kept telling herself she couldn't succumb to his tyranny

, but deep down, she secretly hoped that his manhood could penetrate her body, to soothe her long-dormant desires

.



Her white, lotus-like arms unconsciously wrapped around Liu Tong's neck. Liu Tong lowered his head and sucked on the bud that only the emperor had tasted

, his tongue skillfully stimulating Chen Yuzhen's sensitive areas. The imperial concubine finally bowed her head; she could no longer resist

the erosion of desire, and blurted out, "Good brother, please give it to me." A sentence she never wanted to utter.



At this moment, she abandoned her reserve, transforming from an imperial concubine into a wanton woman. She didn't care who could satisfy her

; she only sought that pleasure.



Liu Tong held her perfectly flat stomach, letting her straddle his legs. Chen Yuzhen's eyes were filled with

burning desire. Liu Tong laughed, "I didn't expect you to be such a wild woman. Haha,

how does my skill compare to the old emperor's?" Chen Yuzhen's red lips pressed firmly against Liu Tong's, giving him a passionate yet

unmistakable answer.



Faced with such a beauty, Liu Tong's manhood could no longer be restrained, already erect.



Liu Tong laughed heartily, "Beautiful lady, why don't you serve my little brother for a bit?" He stood up,

unzipped his pants, revealing his enormous penis.



Seeing such a massive object standing before her like a dragon with its head held high, Chen Yuzhen blushed,

softly replying "Yes," and shyly cupped Liu Tong's penis in her slender hands. Liu Tong felt the soft, boneless

touch of her hands, his mind went blank, and he almost ejaculated.



Chen Yuzhen slightly opened her mouth and took the penis in, sucking and pulling it in and out. Soft

moans could be heard emanating from Chen Yuzhen's mouth. The sounds of



moaning and groans filled the small pavilion with an atmosphere of passion.



Outside the pavilion, the sounds of battle still shook the heavens, and flames from arson raged throughout the city. Inside the pavilion, Liu Tong and Chen

Yuzhen's piston-like movements reached their climax.



"Ahhh, deeper, good brother, Yuzhen begs you."



Consort Chen's moans, on the verge of climax, transformed into a near-weeping plea, further arousing Liu Tong's lust.

Just as he was about to tighten his lower body and increase his force, a clear sigh came from the window outside the small pavilion.



"Alas, after finally climbing so high, only to see this scene, is Heaven treating me unfairly or

favoring me?"



Liu Tong was startled, his seminal veil weakened, and he ejaculated completely. Chen Yuzhen felt her womb filled with hot semen

, and she lay on the table, panting heavily.



Liu Tong hurriedly pulled his manhood out of Chen Yuzhen's secret place. Without even putting on his clothes, he roared, "Who goes there

?!"



"I came looking for the Emperor, but I found the Imperial Concubine having an affair. If Zhu Yuanzhang were alive, he'd probably

die of rage again. Hahaha!



" Liu Tong was furious. The newcomer clearly didn't take him seriously. He slammed his palm down, and the exquisitely carved jade window shattered

. The Imperial Concubine Chen, startled by the cold wind blowing through the broken window, awoke from her lustful reverie.

She was shocked to find herself covered in sweat and fluids. Remembering her own unchastity, Chen Yuzhen

collapsed onto the table and sobbed.



"Huh! Is she crying because she's been caught cheating and is so ashamed she wants to disappear?" Liu Tong's palm strike at the window

had no effect on the person outside.



Liu Tong was startled, knowing the newcomer must be a master. He quickly dressed and prepared for battle. Liu Tong asked, "Who

are you, hero? Why don't you show yourself?" The person outside replied, "No, I don't want to see your lustful

expression. That beastly look will keep me awake tonight."



Once again mocked, Liu Tong could no longer bear it. He leaned out of the broken window and shouted, "Who is it?



" Before he could even see who it was, a palm strike, light as cotton yet brimming with internal force, landed squarely on his forehead

.



With a soft crack, Liu Tong's skull shattered, and he fell from the high building without even a scream.



Although Chen Yuzhen had seen a dead body before, she was stunned by Liu Tong's death. She stopped crying for a moment

.



"I'm so sorry to have frightened you, Consort Chen! I'm truly sorry for what I said earlier. It was just to lure this lecherous scoundrel out to meet his end.

Please don't take it to heart. It's cold; quickly find some clothes to put on."



The gentle, comforting voice brought a touch of warmth to Chen Yuzhen. She found some clothes to put on and looked out the window, saying,

"Thank you for saving me, great hero. May I ask your name? I will repay you handsomely in the future."



There was no response from outside the window; the person had vanished without a trace. Judging from the ease with which he moved about on the high pavilion,

his light-footed skill was enough to determine that he was a master.



Emperor Jianwen, accompanied by his ministers Qi Tai and others, emerged from the rear of the imperial city through a secret passage. Looking at the capital

city ablaze with a dazzling red flame, Yunwen wept and said, "Why have I suffered such a fate?"



At this time, he was still only a sixteen-year-old child. Although he was being controlled, he still retained his own mind.



Qi Tai said, "Your Majesty, we must escape the capital and one day strive for its restoration!" The other ministers echoed,

"Yes, Your Majesty, one day we will surely kill the Yan traitors to avenge this day!"



Before the group had even escaped the woods behind the city, they heard a clear voice say, "I knew you would take this route

. This secret passage is the most hidden within the imperial city. Ah! What Laozi taught us that day has finally come in handy."



The emperor and his entourage were stunned. A group of imposing men, their eyes gleaming with menacing light, blocked their path

.



The leader was none other than Qi Changzheng. He had accurately predicted that the emperor would flee through this path, so he had led his men to lie

in wait, and sure enough, they had succeeded. Yun trembled with fear, his voice trembling as he stammered, "You...you...how dare you

! Traitor, do you know this is a capital offense?"



Qi Changzheng laughed heartily, then suddenly stared at Yun, his eyes flashing with a sharp light, and said, word by word,

"The people of the Heavenly Mandate Sect are all to be killed without mercy. Only you, we'll see how the Prince of Yan deals with you. Hmph, everyone except the Emperor

...kill them all."



Most of the officials who had fled with the Emperor were members of the Heavenly Mandate Sect, and now they were all trembling with fear, their legs wouldn't obey them, not

knowing what to do.



The sounds of battle rang out, and in no time, blood splattered everywhere, limbs flying everywhere.



Seeing that all the treacherous officials were about to be slaughtered, Qi Changzheng reached out to grab Yun, saying, "Come with me to see the Prince of Yan!"

Yun cried out and ran away.



*Thump!



* Yunwen crashed into a thick chest. The man said, "Ha! Little Emperor, I've finally found you."

The newcomer was the expert who had just killed Liu Tong. He had swiftly searched every secret location in the imperial city

, and despite the city being filled with the Prince of Yan's army, he could still move freely.



Qi Changzheng roared, "Who are you! Anyone who obstructs me from arresting people will be killed without mercy!"



"Quick Blade Qi Changzheng is indeed as fiery and volatile as rumored. Ha, although my father has been in seclusion for a long time,

he still knows everything that's happening in Jianghu. He didn't lie to me after all."



The man pulled Yunwen behind him, shielding him with his body. Qi Changzheng clearly saw that the newcomer was also one of those

who wanted to capture the emperor. With a roar, he unleashed his innate sword energy and slashed at the attacker.



"What a fierce strike! Judging by your current swordsmanship, you've probably surpassed Feng Han!"



Since joining the Yan King's army, Qi Changzheng had constantly strived for improvement in his swordsmanship

. His current swift swordsmanship was a complete transformation from before.



Seeing that the newcomer calmly dealt with his attack and even had time to criticize it, Qi Changzheng

's wariness deepened. The Heavenly Soldier Blade flashed, its energy already enveloping the area within several feet of the newcomer. The

newcomer chuckled, making a strange hand gesture. The blade, which was about to strike the attacker's head, inexplicably shifted several feet

, striking empty air.



Qi Changzheng was greatly surprised, something he had never experienced before in his combat experience.



He suddenly felt an immense pressure, and the attacker shouted, "Be careful!"



Incredibly hot true energy poured into his palm, pressing down on Qi Changzheng like a tidal wave!



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Qi Changzheng was greatly surprised; the force of this palm strike was no less than that of any Black List master. He felt waves of heat surging around

him, swept away by the incredibly hot true energy.



Qi Changzheng withdrew his sword and focused on his center, using all his strength to withstand the palm strike. However, the force of the attack was beyond his imagination,

and he staggered back several steps before regaining his footing.



At this moment, Qi Changzheng's troops had already surrounded Emperor Jianwen and Qi Changzheng with torches. In the firelight, he

finally saw the face of this mysterious master.



A handsome young man, dressed in a dark green robe with black trim, his height almost matching Qi Changzheng's

, smiled at him. His dark eyes shone like cold stars in the night, radiating unwavering confidence

.



Qi Changzheng felt immense pressure from his gaze, a feeling he had only experienced before during his duel with Ying Fei,

but now it was recurring in this young man's presence. The young man spread his hands and smiled, "

Brother Qi, please don't be so angry. Although we are not friends, we are certainly not enemies. I hope you will be merciful and

hand over the young emperor to me, instead of ending his life like this."



Qi Changzheng sneered, "Who do you think you are? Even if Uncle Lang came in person, I wouldn't sell myself to you right now."

"It's about saving face. Military orders are like mountains; I must take Emperor Jianwen with me." The young man smiled graciously

and said, "Oh, I haven't introduced myself yet. I am Zhang Zhongyu, greetings, Brother Qi."



Qi Changzheng was puzzled. How could there be such a master in the martial world whom he had never heard of? Moreover, his appearance was

extraordinary; he was destined to become a rising star in the martial world like Feng Xinglie, yet he was an unknown figure.



Zhang Zhongyu laughed, "Brother Qi, there's no need to doubt. I'm unknown, so it's natural that I don't recognize you."



Qi Changzheng stood with his sword drawn, radiating a chilling aura, and said, "Old Qi doesn't repeat himself. Emperor Jianwen has entrusted this

to me, or don't blame me for showing no mercy."



Zhang Zhongyu's smile vanished, and he said, "So, we have to fight?



" Qi Changzheng shook his strong arm and laughed angrily, "Old Qi has never been afraid of fighting since birth. Let's fight,

kid." Zhang Zhongyu sighed, "Brother Qi, you're a hero indeed. I really don't want to fight you."



With his left hand protecting his hand, he threw a punch with his right, the force of which extinguished several torches, plunging the surroundings into darkness

.



Qi Changzheng's heart skipped a beat, thinking Zhang Zhongyu was about to escape in the shadows, and he was about to strike with his sword.



A fist flew towards his face; Zhang Zhongyu, using some unknown technique, made his fist freeze in mid-air before Qi Changzheng, then suddenly his five fingers

snapped open, releasing five strands of wind. Qi Changzheng quickly leaned back to dodge, shouting, "Excellent skill

!" He braced himself with his left hand, and his Heavenly Soldier Sword flashed out like lightning. Simultaneously



, Qi Changzheng's subordinates rushed forward with their swords to attack from behind, but Zhang Zhongyu laughed heartily, drawing

several circles with his left and right hands respectively, using the arc-shaped force to redirect the latter's sword onto Qi Changzheng's Heavenly Soldier Sword.



A clang rang out, the sound of metal clashing rang out. Qi Changzheng clearly saw that this was the same

technique Zhang Zhongyu had used to make his sword miss its mark. Ordinary weapons were no match for the sharpness of a divine weapon. In the first clash, the Heavenly Soldier's Blade instantly shredded



the soldier's broadsword to dust. Zhang Zhongyu said, "Make way. I don't want to harm the innocent." Qi Changzheng knew he had encountered a mortal enemy, so he didn't attack immediately, but instead waited patiently. Another wondrous move occurred. Several soldiers who swung their swords at Zhang Zhongyu were deflected and thrown about by his various circular movements, some upright, some diagonal, some forward, some backward, some straight, some angled. He finished his stance with a graceful, one-legged stance. No matter how Zhang Zhongyu turned his body, he always kept Qi Changzheng protected behind him. Qi Changzheng exclaimed in surprise, "What kind of kung fu is this!" Zhang Zhongyu smiled alone, like a solitary pine tree , vigorous and unparalleled. Just as everyone was astonished by Zhang Zhongyu's unparalleled kung fu, a wild laugh rang out. Qi Changzheng's tiger-like eyes gleamed, staring at Zhang Zhongyu like a predator eyeing its prey, and said, "Interesting . Show me what other kung fu you have. The stronger the opponent, the more interesting the fight." At the same time, he unleashed his full power, his sword energy and internal force clashing and forming a powerful vortex around him . With a few whooshes, several torches were extinguished by the airflow. Zhang Zhongyu knew that Qi Changzheng was finally about to use his full strength. Although his face remained calm and composed, he was deeply wary and prepared. He pulled Yunwen behind him and transmitted his voice with internal force: "Little Emperor, if you don't want to die later, don't leave my back by one step, understand?" Yunwen nodded. Zhang Zhongyu said with satisfaction: "Very good!" He straightened his chest, his bones cracking, and his whole body immediately presented a different aura. Qi Changzheng finished gathering his energy and shouted: "Watch out. " A swift and fierce blade, flashing with silver light, slashed towards Zhang Zhongyu as soon as the words were spoken. This strike covered all possible escape routes for Zhang Zhongyu. Qi Changzheng guessed that his lightness skill was good. If he did not intend to stop this strike, he would have hastily retreated, and then he would have fallen into Qi Changzheng's trap. Contrary to Qi Changzheng's expectations, Zhang Zhongyu did not retreat. He sneered and lunged towards Qi Changzheng. Seeing him advance instead of retreat, Qi Changzheng chuckled inwardly, "You're courting death!" He added three more points of force to his strike. The Heavenly Soldier Blade seemed to vanish into thin air, but its cold, sharp aura still clearly aimed at Zhang Zhongyu's face . Suddenly, Zhang Zhongyu conjured countless figures, moving with near-impossible speed amidst the unseen blade shadows . He first dodged a blade aimed at his head, then deftly deflected another blade aimed at his right side with a small circle of his right hand . Qi Changzheng's eyes widened. With his current swordsmanship surpassing even Feng Han's back then, to evade all attacks so flawlessly was something only Pang Ban, Lang Fanyun, and Han Bai, who had cultivated the Dao Heart Demon Seed, could accomplish. Even Feng Xinglie couldn't do it. With a series of flashes, Zhang Zhongyu lunged at Qi Changzheng's chest with a chuckle, throwing a punch. The surrounding space seemed to be sucked away by Zhang Zhongyu's punch; first, a spiral of air burst forth, then the speed of the punch increased dramatically. In the all-out battle between two masters, the internal force generated made it difficult for even a weaker bystander to stand . Qi Changzheng's long hair fluttered to the side; he had realized the punch was dangerous, and if he didn't dodge, he would be severely injured. Gathering all his strength, he rolled to the ground, simultaneously brandishing his sword to protect his head and face. Zhang Zhongyu exclaimed, seemingly not believing Qi Changzheng could dodge the punch. *Bang! * The punch struck the tree behind Qi Changzheng, the branches and leaves swayed a few times, followed by a series of cracking sounds, the entire tree shifting several feet behind it before breaking off and falling to the ground. The tree veins within the broken branch were shattered into countless small pieces. Qi Changzheng finally recognized the technique and blurted out, "This is the Seven Injury Fist?!" Zhang Zhongyu didn't answer, but turned and struck Qi Changzheng with his left palm. Qi Changzheng felt an unbearably hot...































































































































The force of the attack came rushing towards him again, and he hurriedly swung his sword to intercept.



The Heavenly Soldier's Blade accurately struck Zhang Zhongyu's palm, which was aimed at his chest, stopping the attack. Qi Changzheng smiled and

said, "Just who are you, master? Why have I never seen you before?"



Zhang Zhongyu's palms danced gracefully, seemingly weak and insignificant, yet every point his fingers touched was a vital point on Qi Changzheng's body.

Zhang Zhongyu said, "But I have long heard of the name of Swift Blade Qi Changzheng; he was quite famous in the battle on the long street several years ago."



Suddenly, the force of his palm transformed from ethereal to solid and heavy, from stagnation to lightning speed, hurtling towards his opponent like a meteor.



The exquisite skill of this move even impressed Qi Changzheng, a seasoned warrior.

Summoning his fierce fighting spirit, he raised the Heavenly Soldier Blade high, concentrating all his strength at the tip. The blade emitted a faint divine light. In

the tense standoff between speed and silence, Qi Changzheng roared and unleashed the Heavenly Soldier Blade.



It was like a thunderclap in mid-air, or a bolt of lightning tearing through the dark plains, even

splitting the air itself.



If Zhang Zhongyu's hand were struck, he would surely be doomed. In a flash, his left palm drew a small arc,

deftly deflecting the blade's sharp edge. Immediately afterward, he channeled his inner force into his palm, striking the back of the blade with the edge of his hand.



The force of the strike was immense; Qi Changzheng lost his grip on the hilt and was thrown away.



Seeing an opportunity, Zhang Zhongyu seized the moment and, through the narrow gap, delivered a palm strike to Qi Changzheng's chest.



He unleashed his inner force, and Qi Changzheng felt an unprecedented, strange force strike his chest. His vision blurred, a sweet taste rose in his throat,

and he coughed up blood and retreated. All the soldiers nearby rushed to surround Zhang Zhongyu, but Qi Changzheng was already injured, and his weakness was clearly exposed

.



Zhang Zhongyu pulled Emperor Jianwen towards the gap and leaped. Yunwen felt as if he were a bird soaring through the air, clearing

the heads of the soldiers, and disappeared into the dark forest in a few bounds.



A year later, Prince Yan, Zhu Di, unified the country, quelled the rebellions in various regions, and ascended the throne as Emperor Yongle.



Zhu Di indeed inherited the style of the Taizu Emperor, governing strictly and with clear rewards and punishments. Soon, the country returned to peace.



In a secluded corner of Nanjing, two new families moved in. One was a luxurious three-courtyard mansion, while

the other, adjacent to it, was even more opulent, its ornate architecture dazzling the eye.

A large plaque, made of black wood and gilded inlay, hung at the main gate of the luxurious mansion, bearing the two large characters – "Han Mansion,

" signed by Zhu Di.



Clearly, it was a plaque personally inscribed by the current emperor. Beside the Han Mansion stood a smaller house, similarly

adorned with a black wood and gilded plaque, inscribed "Zuo Family Wine," also naturally from the emperor's hand. This

was naturally Han Bai's residence. After Zhu Di became emperor, he built

a huge mansion for Han Bai and his two good brothers, Fan Liangji, in Nanjing and issued an imperial edict ordering them to move here.



Han Bai was overjoyed and moved to Nanjing with his wives and family. Fan Liangji also put away

his empty hands and lived a peaceful life with Yun Qing near the Han residence.



One day, Han Bai got up very early and was strolling around the mansion when he was greeted by Cui Bi, whom he had taken as a

concubine. Cui



Bi smiled sweetly at Han Bai and asked, "Husband, is Miss Ye Yue awake yet?" She still couldn't

shake off her servant's habit of calling Xu Ye Yue "Miss".



Han Bai put his arm around Cui Bi's waist and laughed, "My darling little Cui Bi, let's kiss you first." He then kissed

Cui Bi's pink cheek deeply.

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