Chapter 99

Great Xia Capital.

Originally, I thought that this matter was basically over.

But unexpectedly, at the last moment, Qiqimu still couldn't resist causing trouble for Gu Jinnian.

Although Qiqimu didn't say anything harsh,

the provocation in his eyes was evident.

He hated Gu Jinnian to the core.

He hated Gu Jinnian to death.

He wished to crush Gu Jinnian's bones and scatter them, to eat his flesh and drink his blood—this was Qiqimu's thought.

However, he couldn't do it, nor could he do such a thing.

This was the Great Xia Dynasty, not his Xiongnu Kingdom.

He could only watch as Gu Jinnian acted arrogantly.

But at this last moment, Gu Jinnian said nine more words.

Another problem arose.

"Those who offend the Great Xia."

"Will be punished, no matter how far they are."

These nine simple words revealed Gu Jinnian's spirit and resolve. At this moment, he had no reservations.

Qiqimu and Muhar would leave, and the two countries would inevitably go to war. Emperor Yongsheng had directly kept the Xiongnu people, his purpose being to study the Xiongnu.

To study their tactics, to study their physique, and once the research was complete, to let the Xiongnu pay a ransom for their people, or in the future, if Great Xia soldiers were captured, to exchange hostages.

No matter what, the emperor had made his choice.

Naturally, Gu Jinnian was also unhesitant, declaring the will of the Great Xia Dynasty.

When these words were spoken,

the hall was shocked.

The common people were amazed, praising him, saying that he truly lived up to being the grandson of the Marquis of Zhen Guo, full of blood and spirit.

These soldiers, upon hearing these words, were even more excited. They looked at Gu Jinnian, and at this moment, Gu Jinnian won their respect.

He won the respect of these soldiers.

As for the civil and military officials, they were completely silent at this moment.

The Marquis of Zhen Guo had a good grandson.

He really had a good grandson. At this moment, they were envious, genuinely envious.

Envious of the Marquis of Zhen Guo, why could he have such a good grandson?

Muhar, however, held Qiqimu back. He transmitted his voice using martial arts energy, looking at Qiqimu and almost shouting at him.

"Shut up."

"Stop provoking him."

"Do you really want to die?"

Muhar was almost spitting blood with anger.

This Crown Prince was truly stupid, couldn't he just shut up? Couldn't he just keep quiet?

Did he have to be so verbally abusive?

Was he having fun?

Was he sick?

The nine words fell.

Dominant and unparalleled.

Before Muhar could continue speaking,

a cry of surprise echoed.

"Look, that's the Emperor of Dagan."

The cry of surprise echoed.

People all turned their gaze to the sky.

Above the Great Xia Capital, a figure appeared, wearing a black dragon robe, a middle-aged man with a heroic appearance. This was the Emperor of Dagan.

A man who had almost unified Central China.

At that time, the Fulu Dynasty was a vassal state of the Dagan Dynasty, and the Jin Dynasty was just a land of barbarians.

Unfortunately, the Emperor of Dagan died early, and his descendants were incompetent, leading to a great turmoil, offending the noble families. As a result, the once mighty Dagan Dynasty disintegrated, and the Fulu Dynasty rose to prominence, reaping many benefits.

But for the people of Central China, the Emperor of Dagan was a symbol of great significance, hailed as the emperor of the ages.

Because of this, later Confucian scholars believed that an emperor should be like this, and all emperors dreamed of becoming the Emperor of Dagan, or even surpassing the Dagan Dynasty.

Expanding territory, enriching the people, standing above all, and below none.

In a sense, the Emperor of Dagan had become a symbol, and the Dagan Dynasty was a goal that countless rulers in the Eastern Wasteland aspired to.

Now.

Above the sky.

The true spirit of the Dagan Dynasty appeared. How could this not cause shock?

"Black dragon robe, that's the Emperor of Dagan."

"How is this possible? A ruler from so many years ago, could he have sensed it?"

"What divine power does Gu Jinnian have, to first revive the Great Xia's founding emperor, and now the Emperor of Dagan?"

"Those who offend the Great Xia, no matter how far they are, will be punished. These words have brought the ruler of this land back to life."

People were curious, not knowing what was happening, but someone spoke up, suggesting a possibility.

In the next moment.

One by one, figures appeared in the sky.

Each figure wore a dragon robe.

They stood tall in the sky.

These were the rulers of this land, who once held imperial power and created prosperous eras.

Each one was a commendable emperor, each one a dragon among men.

One.

Ten.

A hundred.

A thousand.

The river of history seemed to appear, and one by one, rulers emerged. When Gu Jinnian spoke these words, they appeared, their eyes looking down on everything.

The rulers of all ages appeared.

This was too shocking.

Muhar, Qiqimu, and these Xiongnu nobles almost felt their livers and gallbladders burst. They were terrified, this bloodline suppression made them panic, their hair standing on end.

When all the rulers of Central China appeared, when had they ever seen such a scene?

The eyes of all the rulers were filled with pride and superiority. At this moment, they seemed to be looking down on them.

Like true dragons in the sky, looking down on the ants below.

An indescribable feeling grew in their hearts, a sense of inferiority, fear, and even despair.

As these rulers appeared,

the Great Xia Capital fell into complete silence.

The rulers of this land, throughout history, returned in another form.

They watched the Xiongnu, their eyes filled with disdain and indifference, with superiority and arrogance.

Throughout history, no matter how severe their internal conflicts, they would never allow foreign invaders to meddle, let alone trample on their land.

Did they deserve it?

Did you deserve it?

The eyes of the Emperor of Dagan fell on Gu Jinnian.

He was just a mark.

A mark in the world.

But at this moment, he looked at Gu Jinnian, as if truly revived.

This caused another cry of surprise.

Even Gu Jinnian was taken aback, feeling the other's gaze, as if the other had truly come back to life.

But Gu Jinnian said nothing, only bowing to the Emperor of Dagan.

The other's gaze gradually withdrew.

Then, the disdain in his eyes, the dominance across the seas, made all the rulers behind him appear radiant and dominant.

"Those who offend Central China, no matter how far they are, will be punished."

At this moment, the voice of the Emperor of Dagan echoed, after countless years, their voices once again resounded in this place.

At this moment, all the rulers roared in unison.

At this moment, the sky changed color.

Dark clouds filled the sky, lightning and thunder, a terrifying and heart-stirring sight.

Amidst this terrifying scene,

the Emperor of Dagan transformed into a five-clawed golden dragon, merging into the land, merging into the Great Xia capital.

Above the Great Xia palace, a golden dragon appeared, a hundred zhang long, coiling above the palace.

This was the national fortune of the Great Xia.

At this moment, nine dragon pearls surrounded it, representing the nine heavenly fortunes of the Great Xia.

But as the Emperor of Dagan transformed into a golden dragon and merged into the Great Xia capital, the national fortune of the Great Xia was enhanced, not by a huge amount, but visibly, the hundred-zhang golden dragon transformed again.

In an instant,

one by one, the rulers transformed into golden dragons, merging into the Great Xia capital. Although they were already dead, their souls remained on this land, protecting the people of Central China.

This scene made countless people shed tears.

Although they had never seen these rulers, they knew that the blood in their veins was the blood of Central China.

It was just a change of dynasties, different people in different years.

One by one, the golden dragon shadows merged into the capital.

The transformation of the golden national fortune was terrifying.

In the end, the golden dragon of the Great Xia's national fortune grew to five hundred zhang, shining in the sky, illuminating the entire capital.

"Roar."

The dragon's cry echoed, deafening, making the people of the Great Xia even more excited and passionate.

But to the Xiongnu, this dragon's cry was filled with fear and terror.

Who would have thought that such a thing would happen at the last moment?

Emperor Yongsheng looked at this scene, not knowing what to say. He was filled with joy, genuine joy.

After his ascension, he had received countless insults, and people said he was a usurper.

But he wanted to tell the world that although he was a usurper, he was more suitable for the throne, and his father had chosen the wrong person.

So he worked tirelessly, striving to govern well. When officials insulted him, he said nothing, and when people criticized him, he could only try to improve.

He had to swallow his anger alone because he wanted to be a good emperor, an emperor that the people would be satisfied with.

To become such an emperor, he needed to achieve something that the people could see.

And now, this great achievement had appeared.

All the rulers throughout history had recognized the Great Xia, although the Great Xia was not founded by him, it was his reign now.

Wasn't this indirect recognition of his governance?

If he governed well, this would be a good reputation.

His nephew was truly excellent.

Truly excellent.

At this moment, Emperor Yongsheng was extremely happy, and he also felt a bit melancholic, why wasn't Gu Jinnian his grandson?

If he were his grandson, he would directly support him to be the emperor, without hesitation, eliminating all threats.

At this moment,

some voices gradually echoed.

"The rulers transforming into dragon souls, protecting the prosperity of the Great Xia."

"Throughout history, the national fortune represents the rise and fall of a dynasty. A strong national fortune means a prosperous era, while a weak national fortune means the decline of a dynasty."

"The rulers of all ages have been summoned by the Crown Prince's nine words, 'Those who offend the Great Xia, no matter how far they are, will be punished.' This is the pride and spirit of the people of Central China, and thus these rulers have recognized the Great Xia."

Some people discussed, explaining the reasons and the situation.

Informing the people of what had happened.

"This land has many stories, our bloodline has never changed. These rulers have always been watching us. Today, they heard the Crown Prince's words, recognized his words, and used their last light to protect the Great Xia Dynasty."

"Protecting the people of Central China."

"Crown Prince has achieved the three immortal deeds of Confucianism, one of which is meritorious service, and can be called a semi-sage."

At this moment, Su Wenjing's voice echoed. He was very outspoken and direct, believing that Gu Jinnian had achieved one of the three immortal deeds of Confucianism, meritorious service.

He awakened not only the hearts of the rulers but also the spirit of the people.

After this day, the Great Xia Dynasty would surely be filled with enthusiasm, and the morale of the people would be unparalleled. Conquering the Xiongnu would be a matter of time.

Such an achievement was enough to be called meritorious service.

The three immortal deeds of a sage.

Gu Jinnian, not yet of age, had already achieved this, a great achievement. Calling him a semi-sage was not a smear.

Of course, this was just a title.

Many people were shocked. Su Wenjing's evaluation was too high, but it was undeniable that Gu Jinnian deserved it.

The civil and military officials quietly watched the dragon souls, fully aware of how difficult and significant it was to enhance the national fortune.

Gu Jinnian had written many timeless poems, which had slightly enhanced the national fortune, but this slight enhancement was not much.

But now, the golden dragon was five hundred zhang long, five times its original size. Although the national fortune was not calculated by the size of the dragon soul, the national fortune of the Great Xia had at least doubled.

What did this mean?

Even reclaiming the twelve cities would not increase the national fortune by this much, unless the Xiongnu were completely conquered, which was impossible otherwise.

In other words, Gu Jinnian's actions today indirectly led to the conquest of the Xiongnu.

Wasn't this achievement great enough?

If someone said they could conquer the Xiongnu without a single soldier, they would be made a king, a foreign king, and a duke would not be enough.

Although the increase in national fortune and territorial expansion were fundamentally different, what Gu Jinnian did was completely meritorious service.

One of the three immortal deeds was indeed achieved.

It just needed the approval of heaven.

People were shocked.

Muhar really didn't want to say anything. He had already told Qiqimu not to cause trouble, but he wouldn't listen.

Now,

this marriage alliance was a complete disaster.

First, their national fortune was reduced again, and then the marriage alliance failed. Gu Jinnian's words for the Great Xia brought the rulers of all ages to life, transforming into dragon souls to protect the people of Central China.

In this way, the Great Xia Dynasty had gained immensely.

With such a terrifying national fortune, the future of the Great Xia Dynasty would surely be prosperous, and even if there were natural disasters or human calamities, they would not be too severe.

Moreover, the national fortune affected many aspects, influencing every place, from abundant harvests and favorable weather to talented people and fertile land, all places would be affected.

Even if the Great Xia Dynasty went to war with the Xiongnu, with the national fortune of the Great Xia, such things might happen.

The Great Xia Dynasty could sneak attack the Xiongnu with thunder and lightning, making the Xiongnu unaware.

And if the Xiongnu tried to sneak attack the Great Xia Dynasty, they might also face thunder and lightning, which might accidentally strike them.

They might die halfway before reaching the Great Xia camp.

This possibility was very high, as similar things had happened on this land before.

A dynasty collapsed, and a usurper took over, holding a million troops, while the royal descendants fled with only three thousand elite soldiers.

In such a situation, they should not have survived, let alone turned the tide.

But the result was that the royal descendants safely escaped and formed an army, leading ten thousand men to fight a million.

The battle was destined to end in defeat.

But then, a meteor fell from the sky, killing the million troops, because the royal descendants still had the national fortune and their destiny was not over.

Thus, they won consecutive victories, completing an incredible comeback, becoming the new emperor, and ruling this land for a thousand years.

The concept of national fortune was born at this time, and all countries studied it, considering it extremely important.

Especially now, with the appearance of heavenly destiny.

This era was unique, those who had heavenly destiny had the national fortune, and those with the national fortune were invincible.

"Go."

Looking at everything, Muhar was truly distressed.

He didn't know what to say.

He didn't know what to say.

This loss was too great, and he didn't know how to explain it when he returned to the Xiongnu.

Twenty people left.

The city gates opened at this moment, and the Great Xia Dynasty was not afraid of them, allowing them to leave. After all, in war, envoys were not to be harmed.

Leaving these Xiongnu people was enough; these nobles could not be kept, as it would cause trouble.

The enhancement of the national fortune of the Great Xia Dynasty was a good thing, but it did not mean that the Great Xia Dynasty was invincible.

The enhancement of the national fortune benefited future generations and needed time to take effect.

Thus