Peace Order

Chapter 1846 - 92: Emperor! (End of Volume)

"At that time, I was three years old, Aunt was seventeen, we began our wanderings in the world, wandering for ten years."

Li Guanyi walked forward, softly said: "Here lies Elder Zu."

"Zu Wenyuan, Elder Zu, taught me part of the Mathematics, also laid the chess match of Jiangzhou ten years ago. I, Yue, General Yue, Wen Mian, we all left that city, only Elder Zu never returned."

"Mr. Wang Tong, once expounded Taoism, broke through the barriers of the Academy and the Academic Gatekeepers, allowing the disciples of the Academy to venture into the world, letting the Hundred Schools of Thought truly engage with society. Full of heart, exhausted in life. That year passed away, when I was still battling in the Western Regions."

"General Gu Daohui, endured humiliation and carried heavy burdens, ultimately to block Jiang Su, self-destructed using the Secret Technique of the Demon Sect."

"Qu Hanxiu, I still remember his initial arrogance from the older generation..."

"Finally, he threw himself into the lake."

"Old Ji Yanzhong, my martial arts began with the moves taught by Yue, started with the initial Red Dragon Dharma Form, and Yue’s martial arts originated from Old Ji Yanzhong... died entrusted with Ning’er and Ji Zichang."

"Wolf King, Divine Martial King Chen Fubi, not worth mentioning. You and I both know his martial prowess, ultimately with his own life as a knife, cut through the chaotic world, also shattered the grand momentum of Jiang Wanxiang."

"Died, yet dead, the corpse left unwhole."

"Old Living Buddha, kept his promise, returned the corpse weapon of my uncle, then passed away."

"Chen Tianqi, Chen Country’s first war general from a hundred and eighty years ago, exhausted to death in front of the Victory Stele in the Turkic grasslands."

"Ji Zichang, Chang Wen, and Sister Wen Wan’er..."

Li Guanyi walked step by step, spoke of these old friends, it was not just stone monuments, not just simple names, each person mentioned, their deeds experienced by Li Guanyi himself, worthy of being called heroes of the era.

They appeared in Li Guanyi’s life, like meteors having some influence on him, then gracefully walked their own paths.

Finally, he walked to the front, where a gigantic stone monument stood, densely packed names unable to be inscribed, starting from the Wandering Army until now, the names of those died in battle, here even unable to fully accommodate, creating a forest of monuments.

Li Zhaowen watched Li Guanyi stand before the massive stone monument.

The monument was large, Li Guanyi stood in front of the monument, appeared somewhat slender, he must raise his head to have all these names in sight, yet he stood alone before the gigantic monument, looking inexplicably desolate.

Lords and officials, heroes of the world saw the aura of the king.

However, a person’s charisma and disposition are not crafted at once.

The dignity of the Founding Emperor in these ten years shaped by the appearance of one old friend after another, and their departure.

Li Zhaowen seemed to witness swords fall.

Transforming the carefree and jovial, seeking a stable world, yearning for half a roasted goose and a day’s leisure, the little Pharmacist, into what he is now, Li Guanyi gently set down the wine jug in his hand, as the wind blew, the sound of leaves rustled, like old friends speaking.

Prince Qin’s robe sleeves and white hair gently raised, quietly standing there.

Only this instant.

Li Zhaowen suddenly understood the meaning of the words [to be aloof and solitary].

Li Guanyi poured the wine out, softly said: "My friends, the four regions of the world are already pacified, the Western Regions are settled, the Turkic are scattered, the Southwest united with us. Now, though the territory is vast, only Ying Country remains."

"It won’t be long, we will defeat the last enemy."

"Then, fulfill the promises of the past."

"When the day of peace arrives, I will come here again to drink with you all!"

Li Guanyi spilled the wine, turned, his gaze no longer that youthful bravery, not the confidence or sharpness galloping across the four corners, but gentle tranquility, yet with unyielding strength, facing away from these monuments, softly said:

"I cannot lose, nor will I stop, the one who journeys a hundred miles is halfway at ninety, to this day, how could one retreat? I cannot."

"To break this chaotic world."

"To bring peace to this world!"

Li Zhaowen watched Li Guanyi, suddenly seemed relieved, sighed.

She relaxed her fingers, her face with the same carefree and carefree smile:

"Indeed, now in your eyes, there’s no room for other emotions anymore."

"Alright, just wait for the day of peace, we’ll talk at length again."

Li Zhaowen held her hands behind her back, fingers intertwined, murmuring:

"Hmm, I won’t be like them."

"Abandon you."

Old Siming raised his neck to drink, laying on the high floor of the wooden building, laying on the glazed tiles, watching Prince Qin and the stone monument, sighed, said: "Conquer the Southwest, pacify the Western Regions, break the grasslands, such achievements, such lands, already larger than the achievements of the Red Emperor back then."

"If we win in the end, it can’t be just described as unifying the Central Plains."

"One country under Heaven, Four Seas united."

"Under Heaven is king’s land, servants across the shores under the king’s reign."

"Such aura, such feats, could it be the foremost in history?"

Outside the Northern Domain—

Yuan Shitong and Xue Tianxing were ecstatic.

They also knew the matter of Prince Qin’s imminent ascension to emperor, the previous fierce struggles of the world, after several battles, their hearts yearning to step onto the battlefield, hoping to achieve greatness, but the first Divine Shooter Gao Xiang still in the Northern Domain, majestic and formidable.