Da Cang night watchman

Chapter 739

His Majesty took a deep breath and calmed his face: "Honorable Envoy, may I ask who made this news?"

Da Geng said: "Your Majesty is asking this, is it because he wants to use the method used to deal with the Heavenly Mystery Dao Sect in the past to eliminate the root of this disaster?"

His Majesty said: "How dare! I just want to clarify the misunderstanding with this person face to face."

Call more humane:

"Your Majesty wants to clarify the misunderstanding. The best way is not to meet this person face to face, but to open an altar to worship the ancestors!"

"Open the altar to worship the ancestors?" His Majesty frowned, not knowing what it meant.

"Opening the altar to worship the ancestors is only for one thing, open the Ming Mausoleum, and take the remains of the late emperor under the witness of the great scholars in the capital. Wouldn't the truth of the death of the late emperor be revealed?" , Rumors disappear into the truth, sages stand in the clear, Your Majesty claims to be a generation of sages, there should be laws to govern!"

As soon as the voice fell, he turned around and walked away, stepping into the Confucian Temple, but disappeared.

As soon as the golden light of the imperial seal was collected, His Majesty returned to the deep palace next step...

With a bang, thousands of years old books were scattered all over the study room. His Majesty stood in the study room and slammed his palm on the desk. His body remained in this position for a long time.

"Your Majesty..." A voice came from beside him.

His Majesty slowly turned sideways, his blood-red eyes locked firmly.

Deloitte bowed and said, "Judging from his reaction today, it's really possible that he did this!"

The "he" he was talking about was Chang Shiba, the prison guard.

In the capital, there is only one person in the temple, and that is him.

And this news happened to be followed by a regular chapter, who would it be?

What's more, when His Majesty met with the watchman today, every word and every word was opposite to each other. The look of the watchman fully showed that he was very suspicious.

"Chang Shiba!" His Majesty spit out three words in a deep voice: "He really thinks he is a regular in the temple, so what can I do for you? You..." whispered an order.

"Yes!"

This is how the layout of the [-]th regular watchdog was launched.

In the Xishan Bieyuan, Lin Su picked up a glass of wine, raised it from a distance, and faced the Confucian Temple: "Thank you!" He drank it down.

He didn't reach a consensus with the watchman, and he never thought that the watchman would be so hard on His Majesty and involve himself in the flames of war for no reason.

However, he had to admit that Lin Su was the biggest beneficiary of the watchman's performance.

In this way, His Majesty's attention will be attracted to the beater, and all the countermeasures will be launched against the beater, and no one will notice Lin Su.

Hei Lao concealed Lin Su's standing order for the first time.

Hit more people to relay and hide again.

After concealing it twice, he, Lin Su, became an invisible person.

The invisibility at this time is too important, because he has only dropped the first piece so far, he cannot be disturbed too much, and he needs a loose peripheral environment.

"Tick..."

There was the slight sound of water droplets falling on the water.

Lin Su looked back, and saw Princess Yufeng's pear blossoms with rain, she was holding the wine glass tightly in front of her chest, she lowered her head, a few tears still flowed down her cheeks stubbornly...

Lin Su gently raised his hand and pressed it on her shoulder...

Princess Yufeng raised her head slowly, the tears in her eyes were unreserved...

"Don't be sad! I made a special trip to Xishan today to stay by your side, just because I was afraid that you would be sad..."

Princess Yufeng cried: "Actually, I know a lot of things. I have known for a long time that there is something wrong with the death of the empress father and the queen. I have known for a long time his danger. They all told themselves that things had already happened, and no matter how deep the wound in my heart was, it was just an old wound... But, when this wound was really torn open in front of my face, it was still... still..."

"I know, it still hurts!" Lin Su gently stretched out his hand and hugged her shoulder.

This is the first hug between them.

Although this hug, only half of the hug.

Although this hug has nothing to do with the wind and the moon.

However, Youying still wept...

There are tens of billions of people in the world, some are laughing on stage, some are crying in the garden, some travel for a hundred years just to get food and clothing, some endure for eight years just for revenge...

Everyone has their own opportunities, everyone has their own melancholy, everyone has something to gain, and everyone has something to lose...

In Lingyin Temple, Chen Wang stood quietly in front of the window, looking at Wen Daobi through the small window.

His quiet room is between square inches.

But his thoughts were incomparably far away.

At that time, the elder brother was the crown prince, and the second elder brother formed an elite army. Da Cang's future world was almost doomed. There would be a benevolent king and a conquering king. No one cared about him, so he should be a prodigal prince.

He did indeed do this, the brothel in the capital knew that he was a prodigal prince.

The world also knows.

He can play all kinds of novelties, he can drink good wine, and he can taste beautiful women.

This kind of life is novel and interesting, and he never gets tired of it, until one day, when his father summoned him, he didn't blame him like he used to, and he didn't sigh that he hated iron and steel, but asked him calmly: In this life, you plan to become a what kind of person?

When he opened his mouth, Father interrupted him: Don't tell Father right now, you go back and think about it carefully. After three months, you can answer Father again. You don't have to care about whether Father will be happy with your answer. Just remember one thing, this answer, you are not allowed to change it for the rest of your life, and you are not allowed to regret it for the rest of your life!

He returned to the palace with his father's question.

During the three months his father gave him, he reflected on his life for the first time in his life.

For the first time in my life, I looked at my past, and for the first time in my life, I discovered that I was unbearable.

He has the answer about his own life, and he waits for the three-month period to re-enter his father's study, and he also expects his father to look at him with a new look of comfort.

but……

The royal father couldn't wait for the answer, and the problem of the father leaving his stubborn son came to an abrupt end!

The father died.

In just three months, everything has changed.

The emperor's father passed away, the queen mother died of illness, the eldest brother was killed, the second brother raised an army, the world changed hands, and everything that was familiar was instantly changed beyond recognition.

Including the topic he had been thinking about for three months.

Yes, this question has been transformed into petals of plum blossoms in Meiling's eight springs and autumns, and has long since disappeared.

He is no longer a young man who chooses between a strong horse and a beautiful woman.

He must choose another path.

This road is extremely dangerous!

But this path is his inevitable choice!

because……

Because the father has not received any other answers!

Only this answer can make the emperor under the nine springs smile and feel at ease...

This night, the capital was as calm as yesterday.

However, this night, the undercurrent was extremely turbulent.

People all over the city, and even people in the world, were disturbed by the news on Wendao Wall.

It involves the secrets of the former emperor, and it involves whether His Majesty's position is upright or not.

To mention such a thing casually would be fatal.

Even thinking about it would invite disaster.

Just like that, it suddenly came out of the sky, and was torn bloody on the most authoritative Wen Dao wall in the capital!

There is a shadow in everyone's heart.

Is His Majesty really killing the king and usurping the throne?

Are the details here really true?

Ordinary people cannot know about the conspiracy in the deep palace, but ordinary people also know some things. For example, among the seven families mentioned in the news, five of them were wiped out, which is well known.

The Qu family's withdrawal from the court also caused heated discussions in the city.

It is also a well-known fact that the Li family escaped far away from the rivers and lakes.

It's just that no one has connected these things, let alone linked these things with the most taboo of regicide and usurpation of the throne.

And at this moment, hang up!
In an instant, a typhoon of level [-] blew up from the bottom of people's hearts!

There is also the Tianji Daomen, the proclamation left by the Tianji Daomen that day was posted all over the city, countless people have heard it, the uprooting of the Tianji Daomen caused a shocking wave, but still very few people know why.

Now that it is linked to this matter, all the secrets seem to be clear at a glance.

The whole city was cast under a huge shadow by this news.

This is Da Cang, because of the monarch's affairs, the whole country is uneasy.

As for Osumi, it is another scene.

Li Chi, a hero of a generation, stood up from the study and laughed loudly: "In just two days, first abolish the prince-to-be, and then disturb the hearts of the people. It seems that the people on the teacher's side have already begun to move!"

On the white water opposite him, Zongchi smiled: "That's natural. The old man's layout over the Dacang capital has been laid out for many years, and finally there are some echoes."

"Okay, okay!" Li Chi said hello three times, his eyes fixed: "Xiang Yiquan has set out with the Steppenwolf regiment, and when the army arrives at the front line of Helan, he will launch it and deal a fatal blow to this former ally!"

"Your Majesty has a great talent, and it is time to expand the territory. The old minister congratulates Your Majesty!" Zong Chi bowed.

"Everything depends on the teacher's plan. The teacher is weak and needs to rest. After the merger of Dacang, the widow will still rely on the teacher's wonderful pen and grand plan."

The phantom disappeared in Li Chi's study.

Beside the Baishuiquan, Zongchi looked at the sky for a long time, suddenly, he coughed violently, he bent down and coughed for a long time, and a plum blossom bloomed on the handkerchief again.

His granddaughter Ying'er supported him, her face was full of worry.

Zong Chi raised his head slowly: "What date is it today?"

"Tomorrow is the first day of junior high school!"

"Tomorrow will be the first day of junior high school, tomorrow will be the first day of junior high school..." Zong Chi murmured, "Ying'er, come south with me!"

"Grandpa, you... you want to go south?"

"Yeah, 50 years of family and country, three thousand miles of rivers and mountains, grandpa wants to take a look..."

……

In the middle of the night on the same day, a wall of the Confucian Temple in Da Cangjing City suddenly lit up...

An old man with long beard stepped out of the wall...

Chang Shiba, the watchman, was slightly startled, and slowly opened his eyes...

"Elder Chang, it's time for rotation!" The long-bearded old man said, "From today onwards, this old man will be a replacement for Da Cang capital."

Chang Shiba frowned: "Is the rotation time up? It should be seven months away?"

"There are some changes in the palace. You should know all about it when you return to the palace to return your order. This is an order!" Elder Baibeard slowly raised his hand, holding a small order flag in his palm.

Chang Shiba slowly stood up and took the token: "Elder Duan, I don't know which elder issued this token?"

"Could Elder Chang question the authenticity of this token?" Elder Duan's face darkened slightly.

"How dare you!" Chang Shibayi bowed: "It's just a casual question, Elder Duan shouldn't care about it."

Elder Duan smiled slightly: "You and I have been friends for many years, why would you care about these things? Elder Chang, let's set off immediately to die!"

Chang Shiba slowly walked to the corridor of the Confucian Temple, glanced at the imperial palace from a distance, glanced over the top of the palace, circled around the west mountain, a book opened behind him, Chang Shiba stepped in, closed the book, A stream of light broke into the sky.

The Confucian Temple in the capital was on the eighteenth day of the night, and left the capital of Dacang.

Before leaving, no one saw his last glance, his eyes were extremely cold!
In the deep palace, His Majesty withdrew his eyes from the sky and held up his wine glass. His face was cold, but there was also a smile on his face...

Above the Confucian Temple, Duan Shiqi, the newly appointed watchman, waved his hand lightly, and the golden paper on the Wendao wall flew up out of thin air, and turned into powder in the air. Countless people in the capital saw this scene and were inexplicably astonished...

In the early morning, a rumor spread all over the streets...

This rumor is extremely taboo...

(End of this chapter)