One Sword Nine Ya

At this time, there are scattered white catkins flying every now and then, even if they fall on the eyes of the people below, no one dares to brush them off, and they all stand upright.

The emperor wore sacrificial attire, and was led by the people around him, step by step up the polished stone steps, before going up to the altar to kneel down and salute.

Playing music started again, and there were scholars with wide sleeves facing the wind, holding white jade slips, with clear and clear voices.

I heard that "Yi originated from the beginning of ancient times, and the people were born from Haoqiong."

There is also "the sky is covered by the self, and the clouds are oily. When the nectar rains, the que soil can swim."

——The imposing manner of the end is so impressive that people praise the writer.

Chen Weichen suddenly felt that Ye Jiuya was looking at Qingshan on the other side.

After a while, he also felt an unusual sound.

Under the cover of the solemn playing music, there is a ray of flute sound, which is completely different from the music used in the grand ceremony.

He also looked towards the source of the sound of the flute, and saw a figure in green clothes floating in the forest mist.

Qingyi, the sound of the flute, the Dynasty——When you think of the phrase "The green shirt leaves the imperial capital, the books of the sages sink in the water", it is very easy to match the name——Shen Shuhou, who met once outside Jinxiu City that day .

In the past, he was also a scholar who aspired to self-cultivation, saving the world and becoming a saint, but in the end he became discouraged, threw books into the bottom of the river, and avoided the world to cultivate immortality.

Chen Weichen was thoughtful.

Wen Hui said that there was a flute sound in Zhuang Baihan's mansion, which may be Shen Shuhou.

He didn't take the sound of the flute seriously, and because Ye Jiuya was always with him these days, he didn't go out, no matter how powerful he was, he couldn't sense that another fellow came to the capital.

Shen Shuhou's appearance here, and his relationship with Zhuang Baihan, should be based on luck—no one in the immortal way has ever cared about the fate of the world, or this immortal cultivator who was born as a Confucian scholar He has never really let go of the affairs of the world, or someone deliberately attracted him.

After thinking about it, Chen Weichen said in a low voice, "Interesting." Then watch the grand ceremony.

No matter what, as Chi Juntian said, Destiny will be here, just wait and see how it changes.

After reciting the part of telling heaven and earth, it is necessary to state the merits of the king to heaven and earth.

The sound of the flute was suddenly intense, and the energy contained in it made the music of the Grand Ceremony freeze for a moment, and then played again after a while, but there were always sounds disturbing, and it suddenly became sparse.

Suddenly, a thick cloud covered the sun, and the place where everyone was in was instantly dark.

Zhuang Baihan suddenly stepped down the stone steps, step by step, very slow and steady.

Still holding the white jade slips, he said, "Look at it now, and you will worship in the suburbs."

From the momentary surprise on the emperor's fat and white face, it can be seen that his step down is obviously not what the emperor expected.

Next, he said: "In the past, there was a saying that 'like a yellow dragon, born of virtue', and it was also said that 'the king is guilty of many crimes, and the destiny is to kill him'."

As soon as these words came out, the civil servants below looked at each other regardless of taboos.

"There was a mistake in the paperwork? How could there be such a disrespectful speech?"

An old minister snorted coldly: "Just say that such a young man can't be relied on, I listened to his previous prayers, and thought he had real talents, but I was wrong!"

"How does this end?"

Another old minister said: "I just hope that he will not make any mistakes in the future. It's fine for you to pretend that nothing happened. Except for me, how can the rest of the illiterate people understand."

The people around nodded one after another: "Left and right are to make His Majesty happy."

Unexpectedly, Zhuang Baihan would hold the jade slip in his hand at the next moment, when a strong wind blew and his wide sleeves fluttered at the right time.

He was getting closer and closer to the emperor, speaking with every word.

"Today, my lord only uses the eunuch's words. Abandoning his ancestors and sacrificing them without answering, abandoning his family and country, and leaving his king's parents and children unused, is a crime against the Quartet..."

The bottom is terrified.

How could this be the merit of His Majesty Chen?It was clearly the fault of the emperor!

The harshness of its wording is comparable to that of a crusade.

Chen Weichen and his party watched his luck increase step by step.

"It's a letter and an envoy, so that it can be tyrannical to the people..." Zhuang Baihan was still getting closer and closer to the emperor step by step. The silver thread connecting the thin and long white jade pieces in the white jade slips burst, and the pieces of white jade fell to the ground and fell down the steps. The lingering sound is endless.

Finally someone recovered from the surprise, realized the danger of the atmosphere, and shouted: "Protect Your Majesty!"

The soldiers next to him came up with guns and shields, forming an airtight human wall. The emperor also saw the condensation in Zhuang Baihan's eyes, and realized that the matter was not simple, and large beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

A mere mortal cannot penetrate such an iron wall.

However——Chen Weichen looked over to the top of the mountain.

Beside Zhuang Baihan, there is another Shen Shuhou.

Sure enough, I heard the sound of playing the music stop due to this sudden change, the sound of the flute soared into the sky, the air mechanism almost condensed into a solid shape, and swept forward like a fan.

"He stayed safely in the court for so many days, so he didn't think about how to rectify the mountains and rivers, but wanted to kill the emperor. The emperor died at the Fengchan Terrace, and the heavens wanted to punish him. Shen Shuhou asked you to discuss with you a few days ago, and sure enough When you realize something, you can use the sound of the flute to express your killing intent. Before, an emperor used God’s will to enshrine Zen to settle the floating hearts of the people. Later, Zhuang Baihan and Shen Shuhou, two Confucian-born injustices, joined forces to kill the emperor under the guise of God’s will. It's really..." Mr. Chen didn't finish his sentence, but he saw that the road was supposed to pass Zhuang Baihan and wipe out the strength of the soldiers, but when it reached Zhuang Baihan, it was blocked by an invisible thing, and he couldn't make any progress.

Shen Shuhou over there put down his flute and seemed to vomit a mouthful of blood.

"This is?" Xie Lang was puzzled.

But seeing Zhuang Baihan raised his head and let out a long laugh, he went down the last three stone steps without fear.

One, two, three.The momentum of the whole body is rising steadily.

Under the order of the leader, the soldiers with silver armor and golden guns came forward, wanting to subdue this helpless scholar.

Zhuang Baihan is still unafraid to move forward.

He finally stopped reading the ancient French documents that others could not understand, but said loudly: "From the Central Plains, I have seen along the way, there are mourners everywhere, and bones are like mountains. When I travel to the capital, I see some people who are extremely rich and sick. Starved to death. Covered in silk and silk, full of people's anointing, righteous men spattered with blood, it became a joke."

He walked forward step by step, but the incomparable aura attached to his body. Before the soldiers got close to him, they were thrown out by the majestic aura, and fell to the ground in a mess.

Zhuang Baihan didn't look at the soldiers, but looked directly at the emperor: "The ancients have a saying that if everything in the world is injustice, there will be a cry, but your majesty will stop listening and don't hear the suffering of the world."

As he approached step by step, the emperor was already trembling with fear, and wanted to escape with weak legs and feet, but was locked in place by the aura, unable to move.

"If there is injustice, cry out. The scholar Zhuang Baihan, today he will be the people of the world. Let's sing out." Zhuang Baihan's eyebrows were clear, but the words in his mouth made everyone tremble in their hearts.

"Zhuang Baihan is on behalf of the common people today, please Your Majesty to die."

The emperor's face was pale, and he almost fell to the ground: "You, you..."

But the scholar raised his hand, only a piece of white jade remained in his hand, very slowly, very slowly pierced into the immobile emperor's chest.

This white jade piece, no matter how thin it is, it can't pierce into a person's body.

However, looking at Zhuang Baihan's appearance just now, it is clear that he can no longer be regarded as a mortal.

Chen Weichen looked at him and said, "That's arrogance, he will be sanctified."

Thoughts of grandeur, it is qi, the greatest and the strongest.

——Buddhas become Buddhas, Taoists become immortals, and Confucianists become saints.

Today Zhuang Baihan became holy in three steps.

A blue shadow landed in front of them, Shen Shuhou saluted: "I didn't realize Ye Jianzhu was here just now."

Ye Jiuya asked him: "What do you want to do?"

Shen Shuhou smiled warmly: "After all, I have worries in my heart, and I can't walk the orthodox fairy way. The dynasty is rotten to decay, and if it survives for one more day, the people of Li will be in trouble for one more day. When I see Brother Zhuang's luck, I know that the law of heaven cannot tolerate it." If the world continues to be corrupted like this, Brother Zhuang is the one whose destiny belongs to him, so he has the idea of ​​changing the world. Originally, I just wanted to use the magic of the fairy family to kill the emperor and act in a play. I never thought that Brother Zhuang would go down step by step. On the stone steps, facing the monarch who used to kneel three times and kowtow nine times, thinking of the life in Central Continent, his mind was firm every step of the way, and he truly realized the avenue of my Confucian school, all the people are superior and the monarch is inferior. If there is a world, I am ashamed to be inferior."

Chen Weichen raised his eyes: "Since you want to change the universe, it must not be as simple as just killing one emperor."

Shen Shuhou's mind was peaceful: "Young master, wait and see what happens."

The snow-white piece of jade was pulled out from the emperor's chest, and blood dripped down. The emperor's eyes bulged, and he looked at his blood-soaked chest in disbelief. He exhausted his last breath and collapsed to the ground.

The wind is getting stronger.

The sun, which was covered by thick clouds, gradually emerged as the clouds moved away, and the sky and the earth were bright again.

The crowd was noisy, pushing and shoving, and there was chaos.

I don't know which old minister shouted: "Catch the traitor!"

The army from the periphery finally arrived at this time, and the blackness spread up the mountain.

Zhuang Baihan didn't move.

In the chaos, Xing Qiu came over and laughed loudly: "It made me watch a good show of killing the emperor."

He also heard the old minister jumping: "This thief does not know what kind of evil method he has used. He wants to usurp the throne. Find the national teacher quickly! He must have a party. He must send troops from outside to protect the capital, protect the princes and princes, and embrace the prince as soon as possible. People's hearts!"

The man who looked like a general had a look of embarrassment on his face: "My lord, you also know, how can we have soldiers under our command?"

"Tianyuguan! Tianyuguan!"

"This..." the general said, "This is absolutely impossible!"

"Those barbarians and rebels outside can't take care of themselves, how can they take care of us! Isn't it said that Tianyuguan is the easiest to defend and difficult to attack? Half of the soldiers are still enough!"

The general was in a state of confusion, hearing this, he only said: "Your Excellency is absolutely right."