Xin Qiji's physical condition was very poor.

Although he got a bottle of Jiuhua Yulu Pills from Chen Xuanfeng five years ago, which effectively delayed the pain of the onset of a serious illness, and thus lived more than three years longer than before.

However, due to the large-scale offensive of the Jin Army this year, he and Bi Zaiyu suffered repeated defeats in the defensive battle from Zhenjiang to Shaoxing, and finally exhausted their true energy.

He is now in his final years, and even if he no longer fights with others, he will not live much longer.

"Master Xuanfeng, I don't have much time left, but I have a few questions to ask you, otherwise I will die in peace."

Sitting in Chen Xuanfeng's living room, Xin Qiji explained his intention.

Master Xuanfeng was a title chosen by Xin Qiji. At the beginning of the year, Chen Xuanfeng announced that he had become a monk, but did not come up with a title of his own. Xin Qiji simply called him Master Xuanfeng.

"Uncle Xin, if you have anything to say, just say it clearly. This junior is all ears."

Chen Xuanfeng's mentality did not change due to the change of circumstances, and he still respected Xin Qiji as always.

"Master has been in charge of the Jin Kingdom's military regime for two or three years, right?"

"Uncle Xin was joking. Since I became a monk, this junior has withdrawn from the Jin Dynasty court and no longer interferes with military affairs."

"Since you still address yourself as uncle, why do you lie untruthfully?"

"What this junior said is true."

"Not to mention that you no longer interfere with military and political matters, what I want to ask is, if you intervene again, can you influence the decision-making of the Jin Kingdom?"

Chen Xuanfeng roughly guessed Xin Qiji's purpose and pointed it out directly: "Uncle Xin, you want me to stop the war and withdraw the two armies of the Jin Kingdom, right?"

"That's right. Chen Xuanfeng, I won't hide it from you. In the past few years, you have really disappointed me! Have you forgotten that you are originally from Song Dynasty!"

Chen Xuanfeng shook his head and smiled: "Uncle Xin, you are wrong, I am not from the Song Dynasty. Or maybe I never thought that I was from the Song Dynasty!"

Xin Qiji showed his anger without concealing it and asked: "Do you think you are a golden man?"

"Of course I am not a Jurchen, I am a Han."

What Chen Xuanfeng told is definitely the truth, because it is clearly written on his identity card in later generations: Chen Ya, male by gender and ethnically Han.

However, Xin Qiji could not understand the difference between the Song people and the Han people, and asked: "Is there any difference between the Song people and the Han people? Regardless of the Han people or the Tang people, they are both Chinese orthodoxy with our emperor and the Song Dynasty, aren't they?"

"Uncle Xin, what you said is basically correct, but I would rather be a Han citizen than a citizen of the Tang and Song Dynasties."

Xin Qiji said: "Let's not talk about these, just say, do you know why I am disappointed? Because you clearly had the opportunity to merge the Jin Kingdom into the Song Kingdom, but you have not done so! I am puzzled, you are loyal to me

In the Wanyan clan?"

Chen Xuanfeng said: "The Wanyan clan is not related to me, so why should I be loyal to them? Uncle Xin, nine out of ten people living in the territory of Jin Kingdom are Han Chinese. I don't want to hand them over to the corrupt Zhao and Song Dynasties.

To be exploited, I feel like I’m right.”

After all, the only difference in philosophy between Xin Qiji and Chen Xuanfeng was whether they were loyal to Zhao Song.

To put it bluntly, the country that Xin Qiji was loyal to was the home and world of the old Zhao family. But Chen Xuanfeng consciously belonged to the Chinese nation.

"Uncle Xin, I didn't sit in the position of emperor and raise troops to conquer Zhao and Song Dynasties. I was already taking care of your face. What else do you want me to do?"

After some debate, Xin Qiji was finally able to understand Chen Xuanfeng's philosophy, but he could not accept it, let alone agree with it. He had been loyal to the Emperor Zhao for decades, and what he had learned throughout his life was Confucianism. He had a pedantic buff that he could not change.

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Chen Xuanfeng did not intend to change Xin Qiji's three views, but just raised a sharp question.

"Uncle Xin, I'm not going to say that Zhao Kuangyin's empire is not as legitimate as you imagined. I'm only going to say that the Confucius and Mencius sages you believe in, did they stipulate what the surname should be in this world? If you really only care about the country and the people, then

As long as the country is peaceful and the people are safe, as long as the weavers have their trees and the tillers have their fields, who can't be the emperor?"

Xin Qiji had to admit that there was some truth to Chen Xuanfeng's words. After pondering for a while, he suddenly sneered: "You are right, but now that the Jin Kingdom has launched an army to attack the Song Dynasty, how can the country be peaceful and the people are safe? I'm afraid there will only be a loss of lives, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Chen Xuanfeng was speechless.

Xin Qiji then said: "According to your theory, regardless of who the emperor is, the people of the Song Dynasty are also Han people. These Han people should also live and work in peace and contentment. Why do you want them to suffer the pain of swords and blood?"

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The more Chen Xuanfeng listened, the more ashamed he became. Yes, even if it was just to gain the so-called strategic depth, the people of Zhao and Song should not have been allowed to suffer from the war!

Feeling ashamed, he stood up suddenly, and was about to send someone to contact Wang Weihan to stop his troops and return to the army, but suddenly his vision went dark, as if all the strength in his body was drained out in an instant, and his body fell to the sky.

Chen Xuanfeng is convinced that in this life, he has never experienced anything like this since he traveled through time. The feeling at this time is that he is dying!

When he was dying, he was speechless. Just like the scene when he traveled back in time, his other body was pulled out from the body that had knocked over the chair and fell to the ground.

He suddenly understood that this must be the end of his mission in the world of Condor Shooting, and he was leaving this world!

He was very sorry!

Why is it over?

Regrettably, his body flew higher and higher.

From high in the sky, he looked down at his home.

He saw Huang Rong and Li Mochou practicing their swords in the courtyard.

He saw that his wives and concubines had different joys, some were practicing martial arts, some were educating their children, and some were in a daze.

He saw the city of Kaifeng turned into a matchbox, and he saw military camps outside Hangzhou on the Qiantang River, like old-fashioned ice cream from the 1970s.

Did I complete my mission? Who did I save?

The one who died in the original time and space but is not dead in this life is Feng Heng? Or myself?

Chen Xuanfeng felt that it was more likely that the mission failed, because many people who were not dead in the original time and space died in this life.

For example, Sha Tongtian, Qiu Qianren, Qiu Qianchi, Ouyang Feng...

Suddenly, the scene in front of him changed suddenly, and he once again came to the environment before the time travel.

The golden western sky, the looming mountains in the sky, and the golden Buddha.

The great Buddha's voice sounded: "You have completed the first reincarnation, practiced the first level of reincarnation magic, and your spiritual consciousness has awakened. Now you are about to start the second reincarnation, go ahead, remember, in this life

Your mission is still to save those who do not deserve to die on the book of life and death..."

(End of this volume)
Chapter completed!