i really have no talent

Chapter 19
The world will always be like this, the death of a small person may not cause any disturbances, but the matter of the alliance of the hundreds of schools of thought, before the next day is clear, will be in the hearts of the hundreds of schools of thought at an indescribable speed. Spread intentionally.

Accompanied by the snowflakes in the early morning, officials from various ministries of the Daxia Court have been waiting outside the palace gate for a long time.

After the guards guarding the palace gate checked their identities, a young eunuch stepped forward, holding an oil-paper umbrella, stepping on the footless snow, and leading the officials towards the side hall.

As the dean of the Daxia Academy, Long Xiaowen is naturally qualified to stand on the Daxia Court, and he holds considerable power. After all, Confucian scholars account for two-thirds of the Daxia Court, not to mention his The status is not low, and there is a well-known master behind him.

Long Xiaowen lightly brushed off the falling snow from his body, and as soon as he found the gate of the palace, a figure approached him.

"Brother Xiaowen."

"Brother Bai Yan."

"Brother Yanjing."

After greeting each other, several people looked at each other, and they already knew each other's intentions, but they didn't talk about it.

And Bai Yan, as one of the representatives of the military family in the Great Xia Dynasty Hall, is also the Minister of the Military Department of the Great Xia, and still holds part of the military power in his hands.

Li Yanjing is the representative of Taoism in the Great Xia Dynasty Hall. He is a famous doctor in the Qin Tianjian. He is usually responsible for teaching knowledge. He focuses on cultivation in his spare time, and his strength is not weak.

Several people just stood silently in front of the gate of the side hall, admiring the snow scene.In a short while, there were young eunuchs shuttled in the snow, welcoming the civil and military ministers who had come earlier and waiting here.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the side hall next to the Xuanzheng Hall was already crowded, and those who were close to each other got together to discuss in a low voice.

Representatives of various schools of thought, headed by Long Xiaowen, were all standing in twos and threes at this moment. Although they did not communicate verbally, they kept looking at each other with their eyes.

Everyone knew it well, perhaps Emperor Xia had already known the news, but the various schools of thought were not afraid because they had the strength.

The combined power of a hundred families is like a gigantic monster, even the Emperor Xia, who is the king of a country, dare not risk the dissatisfaction of the world.

More importantly, a quarter of an hour ago, there was news from Da Qi Dayan that the royal families of the two countries had recognized the alliance of hundreds of families, and they would be crowned with the name of the royal family in today's court, which was justified.

Although some accidents occurred in the Great Zhou Dynasty Hall, the ultimate goal has been achieved, and it will come true only after today's morning court.

"Going to court..."

Following the sound of a soft and long voice, the civil and military ministers in the side hall arranged their appearance one after another, and then arranged them in two rows and four rows in an orderly manner according to their official ranks, and walked towards the Xuanzheng Hall together.

"Something to play!"

Manager Wang Yongnian, who was standing next to Emperor Xia, glanced at everyone and then spoke.

Emperor Xia sat on the dragon chair, glanced at the ministers, and then yawned as if he hadn't woken up, looking overworked and out of spirits.

Standing below, Long Xiaowen, the dean of Daxia Academy of Arts, couldn't help but murmur in his heart, you are a cultivator with a high level of cultivation and I don't know what level you have reached. You don't feel a trace of fatigue even if you haven't slept for three to five days. But now you look exhausted. Doesn't it look like you just want more benefits?You are a majestic emperor, so what?
But soon, when Long Xiaowen walked out from the ranks of civil servants, Emperor Xia, who was sitting on the dragon chair, seemed to recover a little bit and sat upright.

The fun has begun.

Emperor Xia thought to himself, but then he asked as usual: "What's the matter for Long Aiqing?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, after discussing with hundreds of families, I believe that the Wenhui will be held in advance, otherwise there will be changes..."

Long Xiaowen first stated from the perspective of Great Xia, then slowly expanded to the territory of the Four Kingdoms, and finally involved the life and death of the entire civilization. People listened to it, because the Four Kingdoms still exist at this moment, and they were secretly happy.

"Well……"

After listening to Emperor Xia, he sat on the dragon chair, his eyes were pensive, and his face showed a little anxiety, but he understood everything in his heart, as steady as an old dog.

After discussing with hundreds of families, didn't you just tell me that you have reached an agreement, and today's court will just let me know?

What's more, as the master of the entire Great Xia, in the territory of Great Xia, when will it be the turn of the rest of the people to dictate to Emperor Xia.

However, Emperor Xia had his own plan, and he wanted to make all the scholars more crazy, so that he could get some benefits at the same time, so why not kill two birds with one stone.

Although he understood it in his heart, Emperor Xia still said: "Aiqing, don't you Confucianists often say that rituals cannot be abolished? This... I am not good at breaking the law. What's more, the other kings of the three kingdoms, I still agree I don't know."

"Your Majesty, just now, Great Zhou Daqi and Dayan, the monarchs of the Three Kingdoms have agreed to the request of the Hundred Families..."

"So that's the case, it's just..."

Emperor Xia was angry in his heart, but his face was serious, and he tapped the dragon case lightly with his fingers, as if he was really deliberating.

After a while, Emperor Xia calmed down the anger in his heart, and then said: "In this case, let's advance the Wenhui, as long as Confucius doesn't blame him. But my two emperors are also old. When the time comes, I will hand it over to Long Aiqing and people from a hundred families to help me educate..."

After Xia Di finished speaking, he still did not forget to tease a few words in his words. Long Xiaowen heard it, but his face was not affected at all. After a little thought, he agreed to Xia Di's request, isn't it just two places?

There will always be squeezes.

Emperor Xia opened his mouth to respond to this matter, and the reaction of the people of the hundred families felt that it was both reasonable and unexpected.

After all, with the combined power of a hundred schools of thought, no one can stop this torrent, but what surprised them was that Emperor Xia didn't stop one or two, or showed any emotional actions, but just laughed at it verbally, and then stood up for him. After the royal family asked for two places, they agreed.

This was somewhat beyond their expectations.

After receiving the answer, Long Xiaowen returned to the ranks of civil servants, and the members of the hundreds of families in the court looked at each other, their expressions relaxed a lot.

After returning home, we may need to select the disciples again. If the disciples who have excellent talent and strength come out, they must compete for a spot.

Sitting on the dragon table, Emperor Xia seemed to be lacking in spirit, but in fact he had already seen all the expressions and movements of the Minister of Civil Affairs and Military Affairs.

After all, as the emperor who has been in charge of the Great Xia Dynasty for 30 years, he has to deal with the powerful people of hundreds of families in the court and balance the forces of other factions. The grand plan in my heart has come true.

The matter of the Alliance of Hundred Families came to an end, and then some military generals came out, and the most appealed was the situation of the three barbarians in the northern border.

Since the last time they were bloody hunted and killed by people from the Great Xia Jianghu, the Sanman has calmed down a lot, but recently they have been a little bit ready to move.

The King of Jin in the Northern Territory also sent his deputy general to report back, bringing with him top-secret military information from the Northern Territory.

"My nephew..."

In the quiet hall, Emperor Xia laid out the drawings on the dragon table, looked at the location of the northern border, and let out a soft sigh.

Subsequently, Emperor Xia issued an order for the royal family to bury the prince of Jin as a prince and posthumously named his nephew King of Qin.

"promise……"

Zongzheng of the clan received the decree and started to prepare.

"Retreat."

An hour later, in the midst of the friendly quarrels among many courtiers, Chief Wang Yunli shouted, and all the ministers bowed to bid farewell to Emperor Xia. Today's court meeting was considered to be over.

……

Outside Yingtian Mansion, in a quiet valley, the surrounding area is covered with snow, but in a farm house, in the area separated by a fence, a piece of green grows.

Suddenly, an eagle landed on the fence with a small object tied around its feet.

The owner of the small courtyard heard the sound and went out to check. It was an old man who went out and saw the eagle delivering the letter. He took the letter from the eagle's feet and slowly pulled it away.

After reading the letter, the old man was silent for a moment, then moved his palm across the paper, and the words on it disappeared.

The old man frowned, and gestured with his fingers in the air.

The next moment, on the paper just now, as the old man gestured with his fingers, words appeared bit by bit at this moment. There seemed to be a strange force of heaven and earth circulating in the surrounding void, and a streak was drawn from the plants and soil outside. A mysterious power, like a filament, fell on the paper, forming a complete letter.

"Another great world is coming, I've been leisurely enough, it's time to go out and meet old friends..."

After sending out the letter, the old man walked into the small courtyard again, closed the bamboo door silently, and then took something to hang on his body. His figure slowly turned into clear smoke and disappeared with the wind.

(End of this chapter)