Linque

Is it a kind of consummation?

Chu Heng went downstairs and looked back at Yan Xiang again. He was still sitting upright, knocking chess pieces under the lamp, so comfortable and safe, as if he was not in prison at the moment.

Just like at that time, the master also told him that for the little uncle who was in a state of madness, death is the liberation and the consummation of the little uncle.Those Lishan disciples whose lives were hanging by a thread in Tianshuang Terrace were all seriously injured by Mingyuan. If he is as gentle as the wind, if his mind is clear, how could he be willing? ……But.

but.

From childhood to adulthood, the little uncle has been so kind to him, healed him, taught him how to practice sword and handwriting, would cover him with a quilt, and would intercede for him when the master scolded him. He was also a brother and a father.

During that time later, Chu Heng looked at Jie Jie's Mingji sword, always thinking, why is it me?If I didn't hold the sword, wouldn't it be me who killed the little uncle? ...

After all, Ji Wuyue is still incompetent.

Not only can't save him, but also kill him.

I am incompetent.

……

The wind passing through the hall blew the candlelight, and it caught Chu Heng's eyes. He came back to his senses, and unconsciously approached Ling Ye's side.

Chu Heng took a deep breath, calmed down his chaotic thoughts, and gently clasped Ling Ye's hand.

When it came, the moon was on the tip of the mountain, and when it went, it was already late in the evening. A round of pale full moon pushed aside the dark clouds and hung alone in the sky, illuminating the desolation of the imperial city.

The carriage drove into Xing'an Gate and walked on the silent palace road. Ling Ye was speechless for a long time. It was not until the carriage stopped in front of Mingcheng Hall that Chu Heng heard it. He seemed to sigh very lightly.

The hall was brightly lit, and the emperor returned to Luan, and Gao Bandit led the maids in the palace to kneel down to welcome him.Chu Heng got out of the car first, and turned around to wait for Ling Ye to get off the car seat as well.

Ling Ye lowered his eyes and couldn't see the expression in his eyes clearly. Chu Heng only saw that when he stepped on the last step of the car seat, his figure suddenly swayed and he staggered forward slightly.Chu Heng was stunned, and quickly reached out to hug him.The Shadow Guard of the Son of Heaven who was standing beside him also took a step forward.

"His Majesty--"

Ling Ye fell into Chu Heng's arms and buried his head in Chu Heng's shoulder.He tilted his head to avoid the concerned gaze of the shadow guard, and the moment he closed his eyes, a tear fell without warning and hit the side of Chu Heng's neck, causing Chu Heng's heart to tighten instantly and hurt fiercely.

"Chongjiu..."

Ling Ye exhaled harder, and slowly exhaled his depression. It was only for this breath. He stood up straight again, and calmly waved his hands to the attendants around him, signaling that there was no problem.He gently pulled Chu Heng's fingertips, turned around and walked towards the hall.

A subject cannot look directly at Tianyan for a long time, let alone walk in front of the emperor at will, except for Chu Heng, no one knows that the emperor will cry.

Chu Heng returned to the hall with Ling Ye in a daze, and saw that his expression and voice were the same as before, and he calmly and calmly finished ordering everything, as if the fragile young man just now was just an illusion of Chu Heng's mind.

He is also only 22 years old.

But he is the emperor.There is only one breath left for the emperor to feel sad.

The night was already very deep, and even the sky was about to dawn, and the first cloud board sound of the fifth watch came from afar.

On May [-]th, there was another big court meeting early in the morning.

Ling Ye almost stayed up all night, put on the complicated court clothes and boarded the imperial chariot to the Xuanzheng Hall.

There are still a lot of things waiting for him to deal with, the upcoming Enke Palace Examination, the appointment of officials, the redistribution of Shangshutai's power, and Yunfei...

Today is the fifteenth day, and it is the day when Yun Fei rests and takes a bath.

In the past few days, he has been surprisingly calm, with morning classes and evening homework, and shift shifts as usual, as if he doesn't care at all.The matter of Yan Xiang has spread throughout the imperial capital, and the emperor's guards in the Wuying Hall of course know that they have worked with Yun Fei for so long, even those in the North Hall have shown affection. Although they didn't say anything, they all spontaneously and silently noticed, not letting Yun Fei go out of the palace casually, and watching him not doing stupid things.

Tomorrow is the execution day, and the people from the Ministry of Punishment went to Dali Temple Prison to check and take over early in the morning.Ling Qi was imprisoned on behalf of Shengyi, so he naturally had to go. When he set off, a shadow guard was ordered to come to the Hall of Martial Arts to search for Yunfei.

It was the last day, of course he was going to meet Yan Xiang and follow Ling Qi.

After finishing packing, Yun Fei opened the door and saw Chu Heng coming at some time.

Yun Fei was taken aback for a moment, and then walked out with his usual expression. He was wearing a military uniform with sleeves, and nodded to Chu Heng as a greeting, then looked at the shadow guard, and said, "Let's go."

The shadow guards of the Son of Heaven guard the emperor's side all the year round, and all of them are the top fighters in martial arts. end.

Chu Heng sighed softly, stepped forward two steps to Yun Fei's side, and grabbed the iron wristband he was wearing.Yun Fei panicked immediately, and retreated like a child, covering his wristbands, two whimpers escaped from his throat.

But Chu Heng added some strength to choke his struggle, took off his wrist guard without any resistance, pulled out a thin and sharp Hidden Sword from underneath, and handed it to the Shadow Guard.

Yun Fei, who had been acting as if nothing had happened for several days, burst into tears at this moment, and instantly flowed all over his face. His legs softened, and he fell powerlessly to the ground, his eyes still staring blankly at the hidden sword that had been taken away.

Chu Heng finally softened his heart, squatted down, patted Yun Fei on the head, "Be obedient, don't do stupid things."

He looked at Yun Fei, who was full of tears, took a deep breath, and said seriously: "Do you think it's hard to guess when you're wearing a weapon? You go in, and the people from the Ministry of Criminal Justice won't search you, they'll just watch you intently, Wait, the moment you pull out the Hidden Blade, the top fighters around you will interrupt you and hold you down, so that not only can you not help him out, but you will also be convicted of 'father killing'. You Do you want Yan Xiang to die in peace before death? Do you want him to take his son who just got crowned with him?"

Yun Fei trembled with his fingertips grasping the ground, withdrew his dull gaze, and looked at Chu Heng slowly. His throat moved with difficulty, and then tears flowed down his cheeks, and big drops fell on the ground, "I don't want him to die so painfully. ...how much pain my father has to suffer before they can be willing..."

Chu Heng's shoulder trembled, it was the tear that fell on the side of his neck last night.He was silent, clenched his fingers, and said, "No."

With red eyes, Yun Fei slowly raised his head.

Chu Heng stretched out his hand to hold his shoulder, and said firmly: "Yan Xiang's heart is devoted to the world all his life, for the country and the people, and people in the world of Kyushu will not make it difficult for him to leave."

Yun Fei was startled, and stared at Chu Heng blankly.

He couldn't understand what it meant. At this moment, Ling Qi walked in from the gate of the palace in the distance. Yun Fei looked at him and remembered that the leader of the shadow guards was going to be imprisoned at the execution ground tomorrow. meeting……

Chu Heng also sensed that someone was coming from behind, so he stopped talking, stood up and pulled Yun Fei up, and handed him a handkerchief to wipe his face, "It's good that you know, you are obedient."

Ling Qi approached, his gaze paused on Chu Heng, and he gathered his fingers together without saying a word.

Just now he held his breath and stood outside the door for a while, he actually heard Chu Heng's words.

Today is the fifteenth day, and it’s not yet the sixteenth. Chu Heng’s perception will be affected to some extent after being overwhelmed. At first Chu Heng didn’t notice his existence, and he didn’t become vigilant until he entered the door. The specious sentence made Yun Fei think After getting the answer, he obediently stopped asking.

Ling Qi didn't reveal anything, and approached as if he had never heard of it, his face was calm, but his heart was full of thoughts.

Yan Xiangding was severely punished, and Ling Qi could see the sadness in His Majesty's heart. He was the leader of the shadow guards, and there were too many people staring at him in the execution ground, so it was really not easy to act arbitrarily.But no one knew that the Imperial Attendant next to His Majesty was Lord Lishandong, and no one would be wary.But even so, His Majesty didn't speak to Chu Heng - because he always remembered that Dong Jun couldn't hold the sword.

Ling Ye didn't know whether Dong Jun, who had a hard time forcibly drawing his sword, would miss or be discovered, but he couldn't afford to bet, even if it was only one ten-thousandth of a millionth, he didn't dare to bet—that was his heart. Heng, there is no room for mistakes.He wouldn't talk to Ah Yue who couldn't lift the sword, no matter how sad and painful it was, he had to bear it.

At this moment, Ling Qi looked at Chu Heng who was about to make a move in front of him, hesitated for a while, and decided not to report it to the saint.If there is an emergency, there is also his shadow leader on the spot.

Just like Ling Ye didn't dare to let Chu Heng take risks, Chu Heng couldn't just watch his Ling Ye blame himself for pain without doing anything.That was Ling Ye's teacher, who assisted him to ascend the throne and helped him to take power. Whether as a master and apprentice or as a monarch and minister, the relationship was extraordinary.Yan Xiang's death was already unbearable for Ling Ye, let alone being cut in half.The pain that not only cannot be saved, but must be executed by his hands, Chu Heng knows the taste too well, and he is reluctant to let Ling Ye taste more.

The backs of Yingshou and Yun Fei disappeared outside the Hall of Martial Arts, Chu Heng stood there for a while, took a deep breath, turned around and walked towards the back of the hall.

The Tibetan Sword Pavilion has been deserted for ten years, except when they first entered the palace to pick up weapons, there are few guards here on weekdays.Chu Heng made up an excuse to prevaricate the guard, and walked in.

Ming Ji is here.

It has been two years, and the closest he was to his sword was in the Xinuang Pavilion of the Hall of Respect and Sincerity. As Ji Wuyue, His Majesty became suspicious of Dongjun, and once tried it out with Mingji.At that time, Chu Heng thought that it was the last time he saw Mingji, he would never come to the hidden sword pavilion again, and he would lose the sword he forged by himself forever.

Today, standing in front of Binglan, he mustered up the courage to open his eyes, and reached out to lightly touch Ming Ji's scabbard.

If it is really a kind of fulfillment of liberation, then won't the little master uncle blame him?

Chu Heng vaguely remembered that on that snowy day, someone on the Tianshuang stage seemed to call him gently——

"Ayue..."

"Ah Yue."

"Huh?" Chu Heng came back to his senses and looked at Ling Ye. After returning from the hidden sword pavilion in the Hall of Martial Arts, he was a little restless all day long. It was the third time he was in a trance after dinner.

Chu Heng restrained his thoughts, forced himself to calm down, and touched Ling Ye's belly and lungs with chopsticks.Although tomorrow is the sixteenth day, but Yingshou will be in prison in Dali Temple today and tomorrow, so Chu Heng will not leave the palace in the evening. At this time, he also wants to spend more time with Ling Ye.

After dinner, after taking a bath and lying on the bed, Chu Heng looked at the people around him, Ling Ye closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep, but his brows were still furrowed, revealing a layer of indelible sadness.

Chu Heng felt a sharp pain in his heart, and he hugged Ling Ye's waist.

My lord, as I said, I will always fight for you.

……

It's already summer, and May [-]th is a sunny day, but it's not a good day.

Ling Ye got up early in the morning and set out to discuss the state affairs in the Hall of Respect and Sincerity. He has a full day's schedule today. He has to meet his ministers, choose exam questions, and read memorials... Only when he is so busy all the time can he stop thinking about it for a short time. What day is today.

Chu Heng stayed with him until after lunch, the sun was setting to the west, and it was almost at sunset, Chu Heng glanced at Ling Ye who was discussing with the generals in the main hall, then turned to the side and said something to Gao Bandit to take a look Yun Fei.

Eunuch Gao bowed in response, and when Chu Heng's back walked out of the Jingcheng Hall, he suddenly remembered that at noon today, the commander of the Wuying Hall, Xie Chu, sent a message that Han Chengmiao had brought Yun Fei out of the palace. Said that Master Han wanted to see Yun Fei.

Bandit Gao quickly sent a quick-legged servant to inform Chu Heng.

However, the servant came back two quarters of an hour later and said that Chu Heng had already left the palace.

……

The outer city of the imperial capital, the central city of Fang.

Today, there are still many people on this usually busiest long street, but there are no street vendors and merchants. Instead, there is a tall execution platform. The huge ax and ax reflect the cold light under the sunlight, making people Everyone who saw the platform was terrified.

Under the imperial decree, it has already been spread throughout the inner and outer cities of the imperial capital. The Shangshu ordered Yan Mao to commit six serious crimes such as disrespect, filial piety, and forming a party for personal gain.

You must know that this is the order of the Minister!Dayin's prime minister!Throughout the history of Kyushu, there are not many people who died like this.

It is said that his first crime was disrespect and disfilial piety, which is even rarer. Not to mention the Xuanxi Dynasty, even in Jianning Tianhe, no official butcher dared not be filial to his parents.It is still such a way of death that can let parents sue, it is definitely not ordinary disobedience.

There was a lot of discussion among the onlookers, including ordinary people, children of aristocratic families, and students who took the Enke exam this year.

At two o'clock in the application time, the supervisor and prison officer arrived at the scene.

The first seat in the stands was Fang Hao, Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, who presided over the execution; Ling Qi, the head of the shadow, was next to Han Zhuo, the doctor of imperial history, and Lu Mian, the Minister of Dali Temple, who were in charge of the sentence.Duke Yan Yu of the Qing Dynasty, Duke Zhou Kui of the Ding Kingdom and other aristocratic family leaders also attended the scene and sat down to watch the execution.On and off the stage, in addition to the guards of the five city soldiers and horses maintaining order, there are also top warriors from various families, not only watching the execution ground, but also keeping an eye on the changes of the shadow guard leader.

At three o'clock in Shenshi, the supervisor and behead official Haoling shot down the arrow, the executioner was in place, and the criminal Yan Mao was put on the execution platform.

To the disappointment of all the aristocrats watching the execution, Yan Mao's spine is still straight when death is imminent, and he neither cries nor regrets. His calm and calm appearance is really annoying.But it doesn't matter, the executioner is theirs, and he knows how to kill people slowly. Once the axe falls, even the straightest spine will be broken. The tung oil board has been prepared for Yan Mao, and he will roll and move on the ground later. At that time, if it still looks like this, it will be called amazing!

All the family heads raised their glasses to each other with tea instead of wine, and the show was about to begin.

When the time is right, the imperial decree is announced, and the time of punishment is coming.

Yan Mao raised his head, took a last look at Dayin's imperial capital - the place where he had been ups and downs for half his life, and finally got his reward. He glanced at Jiuchong Que, smiled slightly, and closed his eyes.

The cloud board rang, and in the Hall of Respect, the emperor who was discussing matters with the generals was half-spoken, then suddenly stopped, and then turned his face away.

The generals were taken aback for a moment, and immediately bowed their heads deeply.

On the second floor of the teahouse a few dozen feet away from the execution ground, a window facing the execution platform was quietly pushed open——

On the execution platform, the executioner spewed a mouthful of spirits, pulled the rope vigorously, and the axe used for cutting in the waist was suspended high, refracting a dazzling light under the blazing sun, shaking the people watching the execution to look away——

Ming Ji swung away, and a sword energy wrapped in immense power passed through the crowd at this moment. Before the family warriors who defended against the hidden arrows hadn't noticed it, at the moment Ling Qi looked sideways in the stands, it disappeared into the face. Vest.

Yan Xiang snorted, An Ran closed his eyes.

The ax fell, and blood spurted out.

Everyone held their breath and looked away.

There was a moment of silence between heaven and earth.

After a long while, everyone, including the executioner, looked at each other and looked at the platform in astonishment——

Blood gurgled along the execution platform, but there was no screaming, no rolling, and no pain.

Fang Hao, Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice, widened his eyes and got up suddenly!

There was a small commotion among the crowd below, and after a while, all the family heads in the stands looked at Ling Qi who was seated next.

Ling Qi twitched the corners of his lips, raised his chin slightly, and turned towards the sword that was placed on Binglan before he sat down.Fang Hao's face was extremely ugly, and he looked at the warrior standing behind Duke Ding Zhou Kui, the warrior shook his head bravely - they were staring at the whole time, but the shadow head didn't even move.

The only explanation can only be that the executioner missed.

With hundreds of pairs of eyes staring at him, Ling Qi resisted the urge to look at the teahouse dozens of meters away, and stood up as if he didn't realize it.

On the second floor of the tea house, Chu Heng quickly closed the window, leaning his back against the wall and panting heavily, he took off his hood and mask, his forehead was already wet, the hand holding Ming Ji was cold, but the palm was full of cold sweat.

After two years, Chu Heng sat on the ground, with mixed feelings, looking at his hand that lifted the sword again.

For Yan Xiang, this sword was a relief.

So back then, was it the same for the little uncle who went crazy?

……

He gradually calmed down, tidied up his descriptions, collected his breath and walked downstairs.

There were a lot of people on the long street, and they were rushing to go in two directions. Chu Heng covered the Ming Ji sword with his cloak and mixed into the crowd.

He kept walking forward with his head down, until he was hit by someone on the shoulder before he came back to his senses, the words of apology came to his lips, he raised his head subconsciously, and was about to speak——

Chu Heng's pupils suddenly dilated, and Ming Ji's hand trembled violently.

At this moment, all the people who came and went seemed to have disappeared, and only this person was left on the long street——

He turned his head sideways, revealing a face that would only appear in Chu Heng's dreams.

——Ming Yuan.

This face turned towards Chu Heng, revealing a gentle but weird smile.

At the same time, Ling Qi's eyes in the stands froze, and he looked sharply at the long street in the distance. Just now, he felt a strange aura of the strongest.

But Ling Qi was sure that it wasn't Chu Heng.

Almost instantly, he thought of that mysterious "Grandmaster of Qianyong City" in Gyeongju.

……

"...Little Martial Uncle?" Chu Heng murmured.

He turned around quickly, but the long street was full of people, but the figure that passed by just now disappeared.

For a moment, Chu Heng couldn't tell whether it was an illusion or reality.

The Ming Ji sword in his hand was as heavy as a thousand jun, almost falling to the ground again.

……

Above the stands, Ling Qi failed to catch that breath again, and frowned slightly to look away.

The crowd watching the execution was already in a commotion, the executioner on the execution ground was at a loss, Fang Haohei, Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, looked at the "accident" in front of him with a gloomy face, and remained silent for a long time.Duke Yan Yu of the Qing Dynasty, Duke Zhou Kui of the Ding Kingdom, and other aristocratic patriarchs also lost their faces, beheaded Yan Mao, and told him to crawl and scream to bleed to death in full view, in order to show the prestige of the aristocratic family in front of the world. So that those candidates for the scientific examination who no longer have to "worship the mountain" because of the suspension of examinations can reconsider whether they should worship the family's door in the future!

But what is this now?

Fang Hao could no longer care about the sneering gazes of Han Zhuo and Lu Mian next to him, he coughed and walked around the table, and walked in front of Yan Yu and Zhou Kui, discussing countermeasures in a low voice, when suddenly there were a few cries of horses behind the crowd , Everyone followed the prestige, and saw two tall horses pulling an agarwood coffin to a slow stop, and then a crowned young man came down from the carriage in front.

Duke Qing's face changed slightly, it was Yan Yunfei.

Yun Fei lowered his eyes and couldn't see his expression clearly. He turned around and stretched out his hand, and an old man with white hair and beard got out of the carriage.

Han Zhuo, the official censor, and Lu Mian, the minister of Dali Temple, got up immediately.

All the patriarchs in the stands were also stunned.

The students in the crowd of onlookers quickly realized that they saluted together, even if they had never seen it before, they had heard of it, learning from Master Han.

At the same time, he is also... Yan Mao's mentor.

Master Han patted Yun Fei's hand, "Let's go, kid." Han Chengmiao followed behind with a drink.The crowd of onlookers spontaneously made way for the agarwood coffin.

The surrounding area was quiet, no one spoke, the three of them walked to the execution platform, Master Han poured the wine for Yun Fei himself.Yun Fei lifted his robe and knelt on the bluestone bricks splattered red with blood. The boy who lost his father couldn't hold back any longer, tears streaming down his face instantly.

After three libations, Master Han took Yun Fei to the execution platform.

The patriarchs couldn't sit still anymore, Fang Hao, who was the supervisor of execution, said, "Wait a minute, old man, Yan Mao is..."

"He's my apprentice." Master Han interrupted, and then glanced at Qing Guo Gong Yan Yu next to him, saying loudly, "20 years ago, he was no longer from Yan Chuan's family, but he was always my Yuyang Han. Disciple. Heaven, earth, king, parent, teacher, one day a teacher and a lifelong father, it is only natural for a father to collect his own son, even if His Majesty is here, he cannot stop him."

The voice fell to the ground, and the audience was silent.

Lord Qing's face became extremely stiff.

It is true that Yan Mao was not filial to his biological parents, and even the teacher could not justify it.But in the same way, only what Master Han said about Yan Mao's treatment of the teacher.Xuesheng is highly respected, and his appearance here today is the best proof.

The aristocratic family can form a prison to deprive him of his life, but they can no longer wantonly trample on his reputation.This is the end of this flogging of Yan Xiang's body and reputation.

……

Halfway through the beginning of the unitary year, Ling Qi returned to the palace to return to his life.

The discussion is over, and all the generals have resigned.In the Hall of Jingcheng, the emperor sat alone on the dragon chair, with a pair of black and white chess pieces in the middle of the imperial case in front of him.

After Ling Qi finished his ceremony, the emperor opened his lips and said, "...where is Chu Heng?"

Ling Qi knew what the emperor was afraid of and what he was asking, and replied: "When the hatchet knife touched Yan Xiang, he had already left, the sword pierced his heart, there was no pain, and no one noticed."

The strength on the emperor's waist was released all of a sudden, and he fell back on the dragon chair. The sadness and sadness in his brows merged with the unlit hall in front of him - he was trapped here.

……

The sky completely darkened, and at the beginning of Xu Shi, Chu Heng returned to the Hall of Jingcheng.

Ling Qi has already left the palace. He heard from the shadow guard that something happened in the city, and he has to check it out. He will not come to the imperial court again tonight.

Gao Bandit and others stood outside the main hall.

Chu Heng asked for a lamp, pushed open the palace door and walked in alone.

The hall door was closed again, and the hall was dark.Holding the light, Chu Heng approached until he walked to the imperial case. The light sprinkled on the dragon chair, shone on Ling Ye's body, and also shone into Ling Ye's eyes.

"Your Majesty—" Chu Heng said.

Ling Ye looked up at him, his eyes fixed on him, but he didn't say a word.

Chu Heng put down the palace lantern, walked around to the imperial case, and held out his hand to Ling Ye.

"Go back to Ming Cheng Palace."

Ling Ye obeyed his strength and stood up from the dragon chair.Chu Heng leaned over to hug him, and then led him out of the hall.

One forward and one backward, only took two steps, Chu Heng suddenly felt the strength of the hand he was holding, he was pulled back into his arms by Ling Ye, and before he could react, he was pushed back by Ling Ye , sat on the large rosewood painted gold dragon chair.

This is the Jingcheng Hall of Jingzhang Palace, the place where the emperor governs, and the center of the power of Dayin Kyushu.Chu Heng opened his eyes wide and looked at Ling Ye who was standing in front of him. He quickly came to his senses and was about to get up almost immediately.

Ling Ye reached out and pressed his shoulder.

"Your Majesty..." Chu Heng's face gradually changed, and he struggled subconsciously. He panicked and looked at Ling Ye's face eagerly, "Your Majesty!"

Ling Ye's expression was condensed, but the strength in his hand became heavier, and he even used his internal strength to insist on pressing Chu Heng on the dragon chair, but until now, he still hasn't opened his mouth to speak, and there seems to be dark emotions brewing in his eyes.

Chu Heng became more and more flustered, and the sweat on his forehead was about to break out. He looked at Ling Ye begging for mercy, and almost used his internal strength to break away. As soon as his heart was about to breathe, his eyes suddenly caught sight of Ling Ye. red eyes-

Chu Heng's struggling movements stopped suddenly, and he raised his eyes to meet Ling Ye's heavy gaze, and suddenly he felt blessed.

"I'm with you," he said.

Ling Ye let go of Chu Heng's shoulder.

Chu Heng didn't get up anymore, just sat on this dragon chair, together with Ling Ye, "I am here, I will accompany you, always, no matter where you are. I will go wherever you go, I am yours. "He stretched out his arms to embrace Ling Ye, and pulled him into his arms.

Ling Ye finally calmed down slowly, and buried his head in Chu Heng's shoulder, with tears streaming down his cheeks.

……

The palace lantern illuminated the two black and white chess pieces on the imperial case, and for a long time, Chu Heng heard Ling Ye whisper, "That's what they want to do to him."

Although the suspension of the examination paper changed the imperial examinations that only the children of the offshoots had to take part in, the core rules of the [-]th family lineage and the top-ranking officials after the crown have not been shaken. The privilege of the imperial examination.But even so, they are still not reconciled, they want to monopolize everything and monopolize the upward path of everyone in this empire.

"How can I tolerate it?"

With King Jing as a potential foreign aggression, Yan Xiang just stopped the scroll today, and cut the limit with a knife. Although it hurts the family, it is not enough to make a desperate decision to defect.In the future, when the emperor solves the foreign troubles, and the people elected in the imperial examinations in ten or twenty years come up and have a voice, they can cut off the sponsorship privileges, and even narrow the core rules, so that Dayin's system of selecting officials and talents can get back on the right track.

It might take a long time, but—

"I'm with you." Chu Heng said.