nyslfriends Chapter 738
Chapter 738
Chapter 738
"Drinking Huajian wine alone, who do you feel sad for?" A voice came softly.
The wine glass in Princess Yufeng's hand trembled slightly, and when she looked back, she saw Lin Su.
As soon as she saw Lin Su, Princess Yufeng bounced up, about three minutes into the wine, she lost her footing and almost fell, Lin Su stretched out his hand and grabbed her shoulder.
Princess Yufeng said softly: "At this moment, I really shouldn't be worried. In the past, there were thousands of mountains and snow at dusk, but today, there is only a wall separating them. Although this separation is still like thousands of mountains and rivers, I finally smelled his breath."
She was talking about her brother.
In the past, my elder brother was in Meiling, far away from thousands of rivers and mountains, and it was hard for birds to get there, and fish and dragons couldn't get across.
Her only relative in the world, for a long time, was just a symbol of Meiling.
But today, her elder brother has entered the Lingyin Temple, and she and her elder brother are enjoying the west mountain breeze.
However, she did not dare to enter Lingyin Temple, because she knew that her brother's visit to Beijing would touch the most sensitive nerve in the palace.
Her state of mind is extremely complicated, with joy, worry, fear, and confusion...
Everything, turned into a glass of wine unknown to outsiders, melted into her sorrow.
These, outsiders don't know, but he, not an outsider, knows!
Lin Su sat down, picked up the wine glass, poured a glass, and drank it up with a tilt of his neck.
Putting down the wine glass, Lin Su said, "I arranged for your brother to go to Beijing."
The drunkenness in Princess Yufeng's eyes instantly disappeared: "Is it time?"
"arrive!"
Simple questions, simple answers.
But Princess Yufeng's heart was ups and downs, she couldn't control herself, she raised her gaze, from the shimmering lake to the floating clouds in the sky, her voice came faintly: "What are the chances of winning?"
The change of the royal family, the determination of the great position in the world, is the ultimate in the world.
Can such a major event be accomplished?
I'm afraid even the floating clouds in the sky can't answer her such a difficult question.
Lin Su said: "Don't worry, everything is under control."
Princess Yufeng's gaze slowly moved over: "What can I do?"
"You just need to sit on the west mountain and watch the clouds rise and fly in the capital!"
"Sit firmly on the west mountain and watch Bai Yunfei quietly!" Princess Yufeng murmured, "I really don't know what I will see in the next few days."
Lin Su smiled lightly: "I'll let you watch the curtain rise now!"
"Now?"
"Yes! The opening of this scene may sting you a little, but please believe that the spirit of your father, queen and queen is eager to see this scene..."
Princess Yufeng's whole body was shaken...
The shadow outside the pavilion was also shocked...
They vaguely guessed what Lin Su was referring to...
Lin Su raised his hand, and the gold paper fell...
He raised his precious pen and slowly lowered it...
Four words appeared on the gold paper: "Da Cang News"!
Below, the handwriting is like flowing water, and in a blink of an eye, a large article...
"On the seventh day of March in the Yuanyou year, the first emperor passed away. His face was red, his lips were black, and his mouth was foaming with gold. At that time, Ji Shang, the king of Ning, was welcomed by the prime minister Lu Tiancong and other courtiers. He set up a mourning hall in the forbidden palace. Above the mourning hall, there is a servant named Zhou Zhi, who said that His Majesty still has warmth, could it be that he has not died? The seven people above the mourning hall, Zhou Yong, Li Lie, Qu Wendong, He Xiaojun, Li Qingze, Du Yangxin, Jun Yu Hearing this, the servant's face changed, and the servant was killed on the spot. Under the order of King Ning, the seven of them dared not say anything. Afterwards, except for the Li family who stayed away from the isolated island of Dongzhou, and the Qu family who withdrew from the court, all the other five families were killed. This incident left a suspicious case of the late emperor's death. Some insiders said that His Majesty did not die, but died of Wujin Pill, a rare medicine from Yaowang Mountain. The emperor's portrait is very consistent. Last year, Tianji Daomen left a message: The emperor killed the emperor in the Zijin Pavilion, and the Wujin bones under the Sun and Moon Mausoleum testified to this. 320 five people, 37 officials present at the time, all were beheaded on the spot by the imperial forest army. , to be traced later.”
380 words for a piece of news!
That's it!
Lin Su put his hands together, and a token appeared in his hand, which was neither gold nor wood!
"Holy Temple" on the front and "Chang Xing" on the back!
The standing order was pressed on the gold paper, and the gold paper rose through the air and disappeared in a flash!
The next moment, the capital was shaken suddenly, and the light on the wall of Wen Dao was shining brightly. The people in the whole city, regardless of scholars, farmers, businessmen, dignitaries, dignitaries, traffickers, and pawns, felt the mysterious traction of Wen Dao at the same time, and everyone turned at the same time, staring at the capital. Wen Daobi...
Above the restaurant, the loud laughter and bragging stopped abruptly, and all eyes focused on Wen Daobi in the capital...
"Da Cang News? What is this?"
"It's quite common. It's just a record, is it recorded in historical materials?"
"On the seventh day of March in Yuanyou year, the first emperor passed away... oh my god..."
Looking at it this way, it doesn't matter, the content of the news comes into view, and it immediately shakes the mountains...
"The emperor in the Zijin Pavilion kills the emperor, and the black gold bones under the Sun and Moon Mausoleum, why are these two sentences so familiar..." With a thud, a slap stretched out from the side, and firmly grasped the person's mouth. One table was suddenly quiet, and then the rest of the tables were also suddenly quiet. The restaurant, which was still noisy just now, was instantly as silent as night.
No one dares to speak!
There is a terrible historical data lingering in everyone's heart...
The same is true on the street. Countless pedestrians start making noises, and then become silent...
In the Ministry of Civil Affairs, Zhang Haoran raised his head abruptly, the pen in his hand trembled slightly, a large dot of ink fell on the white paper in front of him, fell and turned into an ink flower, he didn't realize it...
news!
This is the news!
He really broke the news, and when it came out, it was like a landslide!
The spearhead is directed at the death of the former emperor, and the spearhead is directed at the current Majesty!
Zhongshusheng, Zoushige, Prime Minister Lu Tiancong was talking with Song Du, and he seemed to be smiling at the beginning, but suddenly saw Wen Daobi clearly presented in front of them as if pulled from afar.
The faces of the two changed at the same time!
"Bold and reckless, bold and reckless..." Lu Tian trembled slightly from his lips...
"Master Xiang, look at the end!" Song Du exclaimed.
As soon as Lu Tian's eyes fell, he fixed on the end, and raised his eyebrows suddenly: "The standing order of the temple!"
He was shocked!
Really shocked!
As a prime minister, he is used to seeing major events in the world. If an ordinary big-character poster is posted on the wall, he will not care too much no matter how explosive the content is. , Temple Standing Order!
The standing order of the temple is equivalent to the order of the elders of the temple!
That is the most authoritative token in the secular world!
Just now, he still had a question in his mind, why can such a piece of paper be pasted on the most authoritative Wen Dao wall in the capital?Could it be that Zhang Ju is making moves?In the capital, there are only two people who have the right to publish on the Wendao Wall, one is Zhang Juzheng, and the other is the Confucian Temple beater.
But now, Zhang Juzheng's suspicion has been removed.
Because there is a clear imprint on this piece of paper: the temple always works!Zhang Juzheng is not a regular in the temple!
Is it really a beater?
A piece of news shocked Lu Tiancong, but a token imprint gave him some kind of fear...
He is like this, let alone talk about others?
All officials are dumbfounded...
Fear, shock, reflection, the more I think about it, the more afraid I become...
They may not understand the events of that day, but they are very clear about what happened to Zhou, Qu and other seven families. In fact, they also have doubts in their hearts. Why are these seven families targeted by His Majesty?Why was the Heavenly Mystery Dao Sect so resolutely suppressed by His Majesty?Now this news solves the mystery.
But solving the mystery does not mean detachment, they have deep fears.
Could it be that His Majesty is really a regicide and usurper?
No one dared to think about such a thing, no one dared to delve into it, but a press release was abruptly pasted on the Wendao Wall of the capital, and it directly became something that everyone must know...
The holy temple is often used, and the spearhead is directed at the ninety-five supreme beings. Is this a head-on confrontation between the holy power and the imperial power?
In the deep palace, His Majesty stared at Wen Daobi for a long time.
The words on the Wendao wall flowed through his eyes.
His breathing was completely still, and his chest was also strangely still, and a sense of depression quietly permeated around him. Deqin, the chief eunuch beside him, and Duan Xingtian, the commander standing at the door, all held their breath.
The entire palace seemed to be extremely quiet for an instant...
After a long, long time, His Majesty's eyes moved to the deep space, and a golden light flashed in his palm. A dragon bridge crossed the sky and the earth, and the Huangyinhua Bridge led directly to the Confucian Temple. His Majesty came out of the deep palace and stood in the sky outside the Confucian Temple. people kneel...
His Majesty turned a blind eye to the people below, cast his cold eyes on the Confucian Temple, and took a deep breath: "Your Majesty, how about coming out to see it?"
The voice was soft and quite gentle, but everyone felt His Majesty's oppression. It was only because he was facing the Confucian Temple thugs that he had to suppress his anger...
On the Confucian Temple, the figure moved slightly, and the watchman appeared, looking at His Majesty in the air, just watching calmly, without saluting or greeting.
"Honorable envoy, there is a piece of news on Wen Dao Wall, do you know?"
The watchman nodded slightly.
"What does the envoy think?"
The watchman said indifferently: "Naturally, it is on the Confucian Temple!"
Everyone below jumped in unison.
The two people standing face to face at this moment represent the supreme beings of the Cang. "Da Cang News" asked the arrester's opinion, and how did the arrester answer?Look at the Confucian Temple!
No views!
His Majesty said in a deep voice: "Wen Dao Wall in the capital is also the Holy Land of Wen Dao. Anything published on the wall should be an authoritative release, but today, someone posted rebellious words on this sacred wall, maliciously slandering the king of a country. , does your envoy think it is appropriate?"
The watchman said indifferently: "This news records the historical materials of the late emperor's death eight years ago, and also records the historical materials of the Tianji Daomen's destruction last year. The death of the late emperor and the destruction of the Tianji Daomen are known throughout the city. It should be a fact. As for whether the details are true, I dare not speak in vain, Your Majesty can also verify them, if the real situation is quite different from this record, if such a person is really malicious, it will not be too late for your Majesty to investigate this person for the crime of rebellion and slander!"
His Majesty's face turned black and blue: "The real situation is naturally very different from this record. Anyone with long eyes can also see that this person has a wolfish ambition to ruin the sky, but the envoy is still defending this person?"
The watchman remained calm: "May I ask where the big difference is? The bones of the former emperor were not golden in color? Or were five of the seven families in the second-level mourning hall at that time still alive? At that time, the number of Taoists and officials killed by His Majesty was different from this number?"
His five soul questions directly penetrate His Majesty's psychology...
The five questions of his soul also passed through the eardrums of the people in the city, and went straight to the west mountain...
(End of this chapter)