"Nonsense!" Li Dongyang finally changed color, and put the teacup in his hand on the table and scolded him. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"I'm afraid that what Elder Li Ge is angry about is not the poor world, but the lack of a place for Confucianism, right?" Of course, Lichen would not think of Li Dongyang so narrowly. is such an unbearable person, just deliberately venting a bad anger towards the civil officials of the Ming Dynasty.

"The Taoist is also a person who can be regarded as a Taoist, how can he speak so badly. If the Taoist chief is fine, the old man will not accompany him! Li Dongyang picked up the teacup but didn't drink it, obviously serving tea to the guests. If he is not interested, Li Dongyang doesn't mind asking someone to drive him out.

Lichen didn't look at it, and said to himself: "Zhou Yi, calculate the heavenly machine, yes or no, the poor Dao knows better than Li Gelao." Besides, the list of banned books, such as books such as Tui Beitu and Wannian Song, Li Ge Lao must not tell Poor Dao that he has never seen it. ”

"The son is silent, and the strange power is confused!" Li Dongyang said angrily. But he put down the teacup again. Apparently suppressed his anger, and no longer forced the dust to go out. And it seems that the people in the Li Mansion combined, they may not be able to catch up with the dust.

"There is a technique in the poor road, which can illuminate the past and the future, and deduce the changes of heaven, which is infinitely mysterious. Would Li Ge Lao like to take a look? Lichen asked.

"The old man has never heard of such thaumaturgy in the Daomen, and the old man really wants to see it." Li Dongyang was actually curious about Chen's ability. The fairy road is mysterious, and ordinary people always have more or less yearning meaning. It's just a matter of whether you can resist the temptation!

Lichen stretched out his hand, and there was an extra bronze mirror in his hand, only to see Chenkou chanting a spell, and gestured a few times on the bronze mirror, and suddenly the copper mirror emitted a burst of yellow light, illuminating the room. The dust mirror shook, Li Dongyang suddenly felt a strong light coming, his eyes narrowed, and when he opened his eyes, he was stunned.

Li Dongyang opened his eyes and found that he was actually standing on the wall of the capital division, but at this time it was the scorching sun, and Li Dongyang clearly remembered that it was night!

Before Li Dongyang could figure out whether he had fallen for the illusion of the Dust Dao Man, suddenly, a large number of officers and soldiers rushed under the city wall, looking at the banner and dress, it was clear that they were the officers and soldiers of the Beijing camp. At this time, under the drive of officers at all levels, they walked up to the city wall in a hurry. Although the people reached the city walls, they had no spirit at all, and no matter how the officers whipped them, the insults could not make them take it any more seriously.

Even if Li Dongyang had never led troops, he knew that this group of officers and soldiers had no morale at all. The yellow-faced and thin-skinned man has the appearance of a soldier. Moreover, the mandarin duck jacket on his body is tattered, and the original color is not clear to his hands, and his appearance is really inferior to that of a beggar.

Li Dongyang looked at the lazy appearance of the officers and soldiers, and his heart couldn't help but twitch. If Daming's Jingying really becomes like this one day, will Daming still have a future?

Just when Li Dongyang was sighing for those "eyesore" officers and soldiers, suddenly the sound of trumpets and cannons sounded on the city wall.

Then, a neat black line appeared on the horizon outside the city, and when the black line got closer and closer, it turned out to be countless armies of men and horses, which were overwhelmingly coming towards the city wall. A big character walked in the middle of the army, fluttering in the wind.

"Is this the doomsday of the Ming Dynasty?" Li Dongyang stood on the city wall and read silently. But no one answered him. There were only countless officers and soldiers shuttling back and forth, but they were not preparing to guard, but fleeing. Fortunately, thanks to the timely suppression by the officers, the soldiers barely stood on the city wall, but they were already distracted.

What happened next was indeed a scenario that Li Dongyang could never have imagined in his life.

The eunuchs went up to the city wall to guard the gate, and within three days the rebel army attacked the outer city of the broken Jingshi. Li Dongyang went to the Forbidden City in a frightened heart, but what he saw was an apocalyptic situation. The emperor hacked all his relatives to death, and only one eunuch hanged himself from a crooked neck tree in a miserable panic. The Manchu civil and military knelt to welcome the new dynasty.

Li Dongyang looked angry and roared: "You have received the emperor's grace, how can you be so loyal? It's a pity that Li Dongyang is just an outsider after all. No one could see him, and no one could hear his roar. The civil and military officials were still shamelessly flattering the rulers of the new dynasty.

It's a pity that only three days later, countless rebels rushed into the homes of the big families of the Zhumen. Arrest, kill, extort, torture. The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty wept bitterly and regretted.

Li Dongyang sighed when he saw it, how could this new dynasty last so long?

Then, the rebels took out countless gold and silver from the homes of the officials and nobles, and Li Dongyang was dumbfounded. Just when Li Dongyang was shocked by the wealth of the officials, he saw a large number of Xinchao troops, driving out of the capital and rolling in the direction of Shanhaiguan.

"Could it be that there are police in Shanhaiguan?" Li Dongyang read silently.

When he saw the chaotic soldiers defeated in a noisy manner, they retreated to the Beijing Division, and then fled overnight. Li Dongyang clearly saw the army of the Ming Dynasty, and drove into the capital with the mighty alien race. So, the hundred officials without shame once again impatiently stepped forward and knelt at the feet of the new conqueror, and the Jingshi of the Ming Dynasty was really bloody again.

An official wearing a Ming official uniform stood up: "Your Majesty has pacified China, everything is new, and the system of dressing and bundling is the only way to preserve the old Han Dynasty, which is Your Majesty's from the old Han Dynasty, not from the old Han Dynasty, it is difficult to say that it is calm, and it is difficult to say that it is subordinate." ”

Li Dongyang was struck by lightning, the whole person was stupid, there is such a shameless person in the world, and he is a civil official full of poetry and books!

Li Dongyang saw the beacon fires everywhere, the vulnerability of the Ming army, the proclamations with no hair, the corpses like mountains and seas, and countless obedient people who shaved their hair and were easy to obey.

Dongyang finally stood on the city wall that fell in a county town, saw the general who surrendered, and also saw the warden who would rather die than surrender. Eighty days on the city gate with allegiance, the seventeenth dynasty of Taizu, 100,000 people died with one heart, and left 300 miles of rivers and mountains in the Ming Dynasty. The inscription is stained with blood, outside the city wall, swords and soldiers are everywhere, and the city is full of flesh and blood. On one side, the city is full of people who would rather die than surrender, but on the other hand, there are Han troops dragging money and rat tails.....

On the day of the city break, a woman stumbled under the city wall where Li Dongyang was standing, and with tears in her eyes, she bit her index finger and wrote under the city wall: "The corpse mountain is full of white bones, and the lonely city of ten thousand deaths is not willing to surrender." A desperate poem that passers-by should rest and cover their noses, and the living are not as fragrant as the dead".

"How can it be so! ~" Li Dongyang suddenly burst into tears, his beard was all open, and he rushed down the wall like a mad tiger, rushing towards the officers and soldiers who were slaughtering in the city, but when the picture turned, Li Dongyang saw a hateful smiling face.

"Can you see the person who inscribed the poem?" Lichen asked with a smile.

"What the old man saw in the illusion, is it true or false?" Li Dongyang was still in shock, obviously not waking up from the emotions just now, and his hand holding the teacup was still trembling slightly.

"The tea is still warm, how long has the old man just been in?" Li Dongyang asked again.

"When the fake is true, it is also false, what the elder sees is just a fragment of the heavenly machine a hundred years later. There is no certainty in the future, and the old man is just a dream, but it is only half a cup of tea! Lichen replied with a smile.

"The general trend of the Heavenly Dao, can it be changed?" Li Dongyang said very seriously.

"The number of avenues is fifty, and there is always a glimmer of life if you can play forty-nine!" Lichen replied.