Chapter 082: Purple Air Comes from the East

"What's happening with the luck of Chang'an City today?"
In Yuan Dingfeng's field of vision, there was originally only a white mist above Chang'an City!
At this moment, above the white mist, a surging purple breath suddenly emerged, covering the sky and blocking the sun, as if a dark cloud was overhead and countless behemoths were rolling, with an extremely terrifying momentum!
Purple aura is incredibly rare and extremely valuable!
Yuan Dingfeng, using his divination skills, saw a scene that indicates the aura and fortune of Chang'an City and even the Great Zhou Dynasty are rapidly growing, with an astonishing speed!
"Hiss, is this the arrival of purple qi?"
"Something huge has happened in the Great Zhou Dynasty!"
"Could it be that the Sword of Killing Immortals has been lost and regained?"
"That old rascal Kong Li wouldn't deliberately give false news to this poor Daoist, right?"
Yuan Dingfeng's face looked strange, subconsciously doubting Kong Li's character.
At least, from the current observed situation, the future of the Great Zhou Dynasty is not as bad as imagined.
"The old Taoist needs to go to the city of Chang'an and see for himself to find the source of this increased luck!"
After making up his mind, Yuan Dingfeng directly rode the wind, traversed the void, and left the observatory.
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On the other side, in the Royal Academy of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the office of the Chief Officer of Sacrificial Wine.
The carp, Kongli, who was sitting by the pond as early as the morning for fishing, suddenly had a feeling and looked up at the sky, his expression changing:
"This celestial phenomenon, is it a sign of the arrival of the Purple Qi from the East?"
"Could it be the influence of the previous awe-inspiring war poem?"
"This is really outrageous!"
Not long ago, Kong Li had a feeling that there was a literary genius in Chang'an City who had composed a war poem that stirred the souls of countless sages.
Kong Li remained calm at the time. Although "The Sacred Battle Poem" was rare, there had been one or two that appeared occasionally over the centuries, which was not enough to make him lose his composure.
However, when Kong Li realized that just because of the appearance of a war poem, the fortune of the entire Da Zhou Dynasty has undergone tremendous changes, he was stunned.
"What kind of amazing war poem is that? And who is the author?!"
Kong Li was extremely eager to know the answer, without even paying attention to the fish biting the hook...
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Many civil and military officials noticed the sudden change in the fortunes of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Without knowing the truth, all parties were terrified and suspicious.
While on Longshouyuan, the initiator of the change in fortune, Li Pu, was still a little confused.
Isn't it just reciting a poem?
Why did a grassland and a forest suddenly appear?
A short war poem, but the power is unexpectedly terrifying?!
'So, I have become this powerful!'
Thinking of this, Li Pu suddenly felt a familiar dizziness and a slight headache!
This is a manifestation of excessive mental energy consumption!
Originally, Li Pu's use of Confucian and Taoist techniques just now was too intense, and his spirit is almost depleted!
After all, he only has the rank of a child scholar, his realm is too low.
Just as Li Pu's face turned pale and he was about to slowly retreat to the carriage, a cornerstone in the foundation of his spiritual palace suddenly crumbled on its own, transforming into pure spiritual energy, which instantly cleared Li Pu's mind and alleviated his discomfort.
"Wow, the cornerstone of Wengong actually has such an effect, impressive."
Li Pu felt extremely delighted in his heart.
At this moment, Lu Yu and Wu Anyue finally regained their senses from the shock.
"The power of this war poem is so strong! Just now, the life force it emitted was enough to instantly heal the injuries of thousands of ordinary soldiers!"
"Although it's a bit more difficult to treat warriors, there won't be many high-level warriors in the military..."
"This war poem is enough to change the balance on the battlefield!"
Excitedly, Lu Yu looked at Wu Anyue with meaningful eyes.
His meaning is very clear, hoping that Wu An Yue, as the female emperor, will definitely control Li Pu and never let this strategic-level war poem fall outside.
Not to mention the remote situation, if Li Pu turns to Grand Marshal Xu Tian, then the 300,000 Zhenbei Army under Xu Tian's command will be basically invincible.
However, Wu Anyue seemed to have not seen Lu Yu's hint, she just quietly looked at Li Pu, not speaking for a long time.
'Who would have thought that the imperial teacher I worshipped on a whim would turn out to be a truly sage of this era!'
'We truly have sharp eyes!'
Wu Anyue's heart was filled with joy.
"Xiao Anyue, did you see clearly just now? The consumption of using battle poetry is too great, so I won't demonstrate it again."
Li Pu turned around and touched Wu Anyue's hair, smiling and saying,
"Well, take a good look. Just now, Teacher was full of grace, a few words created a forest out of thin air, it was like the descent of a literary saint, so miraculous!"
Wuanyue nodded gently, her eyes full of admiration.
Although she didn't want to admit it, Li Pu couldn't help but feel pleased being admired by this little girl.
Guye.
"Comparing me to a saint descending to the mortal realm is too exaggerated. Don't use such metaphors in the future."
Li Pu is very self-aware. Even though this war poem is impressive, it is still Bai Letian's poem. He only sees it as gaining a skill in magic, as for fame and reputation, he doesn't care.
No talent for poetry, forcing pretentiousness can easily backfire.
"I didn't expect the teacher to be so humble, clearly with remarkable achievements, but not at all burdened by fame...."
Wu Anyue admires Li Pu even more in his heart.
Li Pu: "......"
He is just a worldly person and not so noble.
"Let's go, you want to visit Chang'an, right? We just stepped out of the palace gate, don't waste time..."
Li Pu gestured for Wu Anyue to get in the car.
At this moment, Lu Yu seized the opportunity and quietly transmitted a message to Wu Anyue:
"Your Majesty, this war poem is of extraordinary significance and must not be leaked casually..."
"If necessary, use all means to control this young man!"
Lu Yuzhong is devoted and believes that he has put forward the most reasonable suggestion.
But Wuan Yue glanced at Lu Yuzhong and said calmly through voice transmission:
"Does Lord Lu think that this war poem is important? Or is it Li Pu who is important?"
Upon hearing these words, Lu Yu was first startled, then a look of shame appeared on his face:
"What His Majesty is rebuking is that this old servant has a narrow perspective!"
Wu Anyue nodded slightly and said no more.
She just realized the extraordinary significance of that war poem, and indeed thought like Lu Yu, willing to control the war poem at all costs!
But Wuan Yue quickly realized that it would be better to find a way to tie Li Pu to the war chariot, rather than going to great lengths and even offending Li Pu to control the war poem.
After all, war poetry is created by humans!
Soon, the carriage started again.
Luyu drove the carriage, detouring through Longshouyuan, and then entered the city from the east side of Chunming Gate in Chang'an, directly heading to the bustling East Market.
The East Market has long been open and now is the busiest time.
Both sides of the street, which is over a hundred meters wide, are filled with various stalls and vendors. Pedestrians are coming and going, and lines of horse carriages slowly move forward.
From these bustling scenes, no one would think that the situation of the Great Zhou Dynasty had long been critical.
"How lively!"
Wu Anyue looked through the car window at the hustle and bustle of the world, unable to help but sigh softly.
She rarely stepped out of the palace, although she loved such a bustling scene and had little chance to see it with her own eyes.
"This can't be considered lively. The cars haven't even entered the area of the east market yet..."
Li Pu smiled casually.
He had seen more bustling scenery in his past life, so naturally there was no emotional fluctuation.
Wu Anyue pursed her lips and fixed her gaze on a small sugar figure stall on the side of the road... those sugar-made animals seemed very fun?
Quickly, Wu Anyue blushed slightly and shifted her gaze.
'What's wrong with me?'
"I came out today to help Li Pu identify the people who were against him, not to actually go out and have fun."
武安月暗暗告诫自己，不能真正沉溺进去。
而这时，李普已经钻出了车厢，走下了马车。
“老师，你下车做什么？”
Wu Anyue was slightly stunned and asked subconsciously.
"Sit still in the car and don't run around, I'll buy you a sugar figure..."
Li Pu casually said.
Just now, he unintentionally caught a glimpse of the little girl's longing eyes when she saw the sugar figure, and noticed her pitiful look when she forced herself to look away, filling his heart with love.
This little girl is also pitiful.
Clearly she is a royal princess, but she is curious about such ordinary roadside stalls...
Li Pu didn't think much and jumped off the carriage directly.
Anyway, the road is so congested now, even if Li Pu strolls a bit longer, he can still catch up with the carriage...
"I don't need..."
Wu An Yue blushed slightly and instinctively refused.
But Lipu just waved his hand and walked away without giving her a chance to refuse.
This...
Wu Anyue felt quite awkward, if she were truly only seven or eight years old, she wouldn't have such thoughts, and might even take the initiative to act cute and ask someone to buy candy for her.
But she is already eighteen years old!
Li Pu saw through Wu An Yue's inner longing, and her pretty face blushed like a morning glow.