The heavens started from Dafeng to beat people up

Chapter 232
The next day, the second grand court in three days will start!
On the ninth day after the corpse of King Zhenbei was transported back to the capital, at the second quarter of the Yin hour, the sky was pitch black, and the sky had turned slightly white.

Outside the gate of the palace, among the exquisite stone pillars, swaying orange-red flames complement each other with the blazing torches held by the guards guarding the gate of the palace.

Around the entire imperial city, shadowy figures can be seen gathering here and there, all of whom are civil and military ministers standing at the top of the power.

Among them was Chu Tianwu, Marquis of Wu'an. He came to the city gate with a stern face, glanced slightly, nodded in a subtle way, and then looked away in a moment, waiting for the time to go up as usual.

A large group of ministers in red and purple stood majestically in the cool wind, gathered outside the palace gate, silently waiting for the morning court.Occasionally, acquainted officials bowed their heads and talked in whispers, but generally kept quiet.

Since King Zhenbei's body was transported back to the capital, the political style of the entire Dafeng has changed somewhat beyond the expectations of officials at all levels in Beijing. In their impression, Emperor Yuan Jing had never held such a dense court meeting.

It's a pity that this change is not because Emperor Yuan Jing suddenly became diligent, but because Emperor Yuan Jing had to end the game to minimize the impact because of King Zhenbei's incident that damaged the royal honor. leaving any stain on his emperor's career.

"dong dong dong"

When the sky was light, drums were beating on the towering city tower.

The civil and military officials lined up tacitly, walked into the slowly opened palace gate, and entered one by one.

Golden Palace.

Officials of rank four and above stepped into the main hall. Before long, Emperor Yuan Jing, who was over fifty years old, came, with a fluttering long beard and a bright yellow five-clawed golden dragon robe. His face was expressionless, and his eyes were as bright as ever. Unfathomable.

When Emperor Yuan Jing sat on the dragon chair, the old eunuch took a step forward, looked around at all the dignitaries in the hall, and said in a loud voice: "If there is something to play, we will leave the court if there is nothing to do."

For a moment, no one spoke, and the atmosphere seemed to freeze.

At this moment, many ministers are watching their noses with their eyes, their mouths with their noses, and their hearts with their mouths, like clay bodhisattvas, as if they are just here to fill the number.

The recent wind direction is wrong, and they, who are good at tactics, naturally know that they are on the powerful side, and stupid people are not worthy of standing in this hall.

However, some ministers of the royal party and Wei party of the radical faction did not get the instruction of their own bosses this time, so they were naturally waiting and watching.

But it doesn't matter, there will always be a person in the court who will not give up until he achieves his goal.

Seeing no one answered for a while, the old eunuch said loudly for the second time:
"If you have something to play, you will retreat."

Immediately, amid the regretful eyes and slight shaking of the head of the crowd, Zheng Xinghuai, the political envoy of Chuzhou, hunched over, walked slowly but firmly to the center of the hall, faced Emperor Yuan Jing directly, and said in a deep voice:
"Your Majesty, King Huai slaughtered more than [-] people in Chuzhou City. Such a brutal act has aroused the indignation of heaven and man. It has been a few days now. Why hasn't Your Majesty closed this case and give an explanation to the people who died unjustly!"

"Nowadays, the people of Dafeng are so angry that they wish to crush Duke Huai to ashes. What are you waiting for, Your Majesty!"

Emperor Yuan Jing's face was cold, he didn't make a sound, he just looked at Zheng Xinghuai as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Bastard!"

Yuan Xiong, the censor of Zuodu, came out angrily, pointed at Zheng Xinghuai and shouted: "Zheng Xinghuai, how many heads can you chop off, how dare you question your majesty!"

"The king of Zhenbei defended the city of Chuzhou in the face of the massive attack of the monsters and barbarians until he died. He is a hero. He single-handedly fought against the leaders of the monsters and barbarians, and killed Ji Li Zhigu and Zhu Jiu. You Still turning black and white here, I will never allow you to slander such a hero."

When he said the last sentence, Yuan Xiong was full of emotion, his blood boiled, and his voice echoed in the hall.

There was a commotion among the courtiers in the palace, but no one stood up to refute it, as if this was the truth.

As early as a few days ago, someone gave these two options:

One, stick to one's own opinion and convict the fallen Duke Huai.But the face of the royal family was greatly damaged, and the people had a crisis of trust in the court.

Second, come up with a trick to change the day and change the matter to the fact that the two tribes of monsters and barbarians destroyed the city of Chuzhou, and the King of Zhenbei defended the city and died, a heroic sacrifice.

All the princes have to do is justify the name of a dead prince.This will not only save the court's face, but also go a step further and establish the prestige and strength of the court.

As for the more than [-] people, if they die, they will die. Whoever dies is not important to some people in the court.

What matters is whether the dead are worthwhile.

Anyway, in their eyes, the common people are like leeks in the field. Once a crop is cut, a new one will grow again immediately.

Strong vitality but born poor!

Zheng Xinghuai looked around at the silent princes, and glanced at Emperor Yuan Jing's face. This scholar was both sad and angry.

He has spent the past few days running around, meeting ministers of various ministries, and trying his best to spread the word among students, but now it seems that nothing compares to the complexity of the human heart, and a sense of loneliness and powerlessness enveloped his whole body.

"Is each life so insignificant? What do people mean to you?"

Zheng Xinghuai laughed with a look of desperation and sarcasm, which seemed extraordinarily ironic in this silent hall.

Some ministers looked at him, some were gloating, some were compassionate, and some were indifferent.

Sadness in the world is not connected, others will only think you are noisy.

On the high platform, Emperor Yuan Jing looked down at him from a high position, with mockery and disdain deep in his eyes, and said indifferently: "Which Ai Qing has something to say?"

No one spoke.

After inspecting his subordinates like the leader of a lion group, Emperor Yuan Jing said with satisfaction: "Since this is the case, the case of King Zhenbei will be reported to the whole country according to Yuan Aiqing's intention."

"Zheng Xinghuai, I think you are old, maybe you are old and confused, so you will not be held accountable for leaving Chuzhou without permission. You can report your old age and return to your hometown."

Looking at the group of officials in front of him who didn't dare to fart, Emperor Yuan Jing felt complacent for a moment, so what if you made such a big commotion in front of him, and what if the public opinion was raging like a tide.

It's not that Zhen Shi Shiran crushed you to death, a group of rabble, jumping around is really fun, and it looks really exciting.But when he, the Ninth Five-Year Lord, ended up, this group of mobs were not defeated in one blow.

His will is to serve the highest will.

This group of people actually wanted to trample on the face of the royal family and make the world cast aside.

ridiculous.

He glanced over Wei Yuan and his chief assistant Wang Zhenwen who seemed to be standing near the abyss, and sneered in his heart: he pretended to obey, and wanted to drag the matter over first, and then find a chance to reverse the case later.You are waiting for an opportunity, but you don't know why I am not waiting for an opportunity.

Among the ministers, Cao Guogong, Yuan Xiong and others who obeyed Emperor Yuan Jing unconditionally could hardly control their laughter, and their faces couldn't hide their joy. Whether it was Wei Yuan, Wang Shoufu, or other civil officials, they were all courtiers after all.

No matter how superb the means are, in the eyes of His Majesty, they are nothing more than mediocre.

"Yuanjing, why did you do this! Why did you do this! Those are your people, your people!"

The old eunuch stepped forward again, and was about to shout to retreat, when suddenly a desperate roar resounded through the entire hall, instantly attracting the shocked eyes of all the people present.

In the middle of the main hall, the body of the scholar standing alone was trembling constantly, and his eyes seemed to be devouring, staring at Emperor Yuan Jing.

Splashes of water splashed from his mouth, and his complexion was distorted. In this solemn golden palace, he roared at the supreme emperor of a dynasty on the spot!
King Zhenbei is the hero who guards the northern border?Retire and return home?
Hundreds of thousands of people are still waiting for him to vindicate his grievances!The king of Zhenbei has not left a bad smell for thousands of years!What kind of face did he have when he returned home? The vivid and clear scenes echoed in his mind all the time, all night long.

The people in Chuzhou City fell to the ground like harvested wheat under the arrows shot by the soldiers, and their lives were as cheap as grass.

There is also the grandson who was provoked by a spear, the son who was nailed to the ground, and the wife and daughter-in-law who were hacked to death with knives.

All made his soul tremble and weep.

"Quiet, come, beat out this arrogant man who is roaring in the hall." The old eunuch's complexion changed drastically, he slammed his long whip on the floor tiles, and shouted to the guards outside the hall to take Zheng Xinghuai down.

The guards outside the hall heard the order and quickly came to the hall, and all rushed towards Zheng Xinghuai, as if the surging tide was about to drown him.

"Oh, it's a pity, Mr. Zheng. If you keep the green hills, you're not afraid of running out of firewood!"

"Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Since the situation is stronger than others, you need to be patient."

"It's really courting death. I originally wanted to kill you quietly on the road, but now I don't need to bother."

The ministers all retreated to the side, looked at the crazy Zheng Xinghuai in the center, talked in low voices, some were helpless, and some sneered, but no one thought that Zheng Xinghuai could walk out of the palace intact.

And the case of King Zhenbei seems to come to an end with Zheng Xinghuai's failure.

"Get out of here."

Zheng Xinghuai waved back the Forbidden Army that was advancing, and made a blood-weeping voice:
"Yes, I'm just a scholar without the power to restrain a chicken. I can't do anything, and I don't know much about the rules of the officialdom. But I have always been proud that my blood has not cooled down. Today, please You all appreciate it!"

After finishing speaking, in the astonished and inexplicable eyes of the crowd, he lowered his head and rushed towards the Panlong pillar in the hall, and blood was about to splatter on the spot in no time.

"No!" Chief Assistant Wang Zhenwen exclaimed anxiously, waving his hands, but to no avail, he could only watch Zheng Xinghuai go towards the pillar.

"Zheng Xinghuai!" Wei Yuan narrowed his eyes, a rare look of hesitation appeared in his eyes, his footsteps moved slightly and then suddenly stopped.

"It's admirable, such a good minister shouldn't just die like this." Marquis Wu'an Chutian saw everything in his eyes, he raised his palm slightly, his energy was ready to go, and he was about to rescue Zheng Xinghuai.

Suddenly he was stunned, only to see a young man he was very familiar with suddenly appeared beside Zheng Xinghuai, with a wave of his hand, Zheng Xinghuai's forward momentum suddenly stopped, and Mengmeng had already been rescued by the man.

"Master Zheng, I don't know what to say about your character. It's not realistic to expect blood to splash on the Golden Temple to make those wolf-hearted people repent."

The young man who appeared suddenly was exactly Chu Linyang. He casually glanced at the civil and military ministers and Emperor Yuan Jing, and turned his head to Zheng Xinghuai with a look of indifference.

"Ashamed, I was dazzled by anger for a while, and now I think about dying like this, but it seems that I am a bit cowardly."

Zheng Xinghuai bowed and said in a low voice.

Chu Linyang nodded slightly: "Well, since the matter has come to this point today, let's put an end to it today."

Turning to look at Emperor Yuan Jing who was also staring at him with a gloomy face, he said lightly, "Tell me, Yuan Jing, how do you want to die!"

In an instant, the audience was dead silent, and all the princes felt their scalps go numb, and they were all shocked.

Emperor Yuan Jing frowned, furious, and a dangerous aura flashed in his eyes.

Wei Yuan narrowed his pupils and frowned slightly. Even though he was prepared, he seemed to have never expected that Chu Linyang would be so straightforward, threatening to kill Yuan Jingdi who looked down on the world for half a year.

Father Chu Tianwu sighed slightly, young people are young and energetic, look at what you said.Just now I said that Zheng Xinghuai's character is not good, and you are not much better yourself.

As soon as these words came out, he might not be able to escape today. In his mind, he was planning various possibilities and retreat routes. With a glance in his eyes, he suddenly realized that holding Yuanjing hostage was a good plan.
"Chu Linyang is so bold that he dares to kill the king. There is no place for you in the world. Hurry up and arrest him, waiting for His Majesty to deal with you."

Just when everyone was stunned, Cao Guogong stepped out, pointed at Chu Linyang and shouted angrily.

His face flushed red, and he looked loyal to the emperor.

An Zan praised himself as the first to react, and his position in Emperor Yuan Jing's heart would undoubtedly go further.

"Guards, what are you waiting for, hurry up and take down the madman!"

This time the speaker was Yuan Xiong, the censor of Zuodu.

In an instant, including some things, most of the Emperor Yuanjing's henchmen, such as the servant and Xungui, started to yell at Chu Linyang, with a tone as fierce as a shrew cursing the street.

Chu Linyang narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly raised his hand and snapped his fingers. In an instant, it was as if someone was holding a paintbrush to paint with the world. From the beginning to the end, under the eyes of everyone, it was directly erased bit by bit, and the last trace of existence disappeared.

Right in front of their eyes, a Duke of the State, a senior official of the second rank, and several Beijing officials all disappeared in such a strange way.

Emperor Yuan Jing, the old eunuch, and all the ministers present all changed their faces, and an indescribable chill and fear arose in their hearts out of thin air.

What's more, he gasped, his mind fell into a bottomless abyss, and many people around him fainted from fright.

"The world is finally clean, Yuan Jing, my patience is limited, I hope you can answer my question quickly." Chu Linyang ignored the terrified eyes around him, and said indifferently.

"Hahaha I am the king of a country, the majestic son of heaven, you really dare to kill me? Aren't you afraid that the prison guard will tear you to pieces?!"

Chu Linyang's attitude of treating the king of a country as a grassroots bandit seemed to have completely angered Emperor Yuan Jing, causing him to fall into a semi-mad state, laughing like a madman.

"Oh, let's try it, okay?"

Chu Linyang's face showed a feeling of eagerness to try, and he directly shattered the three views of Emperor Yuan Jing.

Suddenly, since Emperor Yuan Jing came to the throne, this ninth-five-year-old was threatened with death for the first time in the palace, in the Golden Luan Hall, and his face turned pale instantly.

Sitting down on the dragon chair, pointing at Chu Linyang, he was emotionally excited: "Jianzheng, Jianzheng, come and escort me!"

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