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As soon as they entered the Holy Heavenly Gate of the Golden Dragon City, the inner city of the Heavenly King's Mansion, the scene unfolding in front of them made everyone feel as if they had entered an illusion. On both sides of the entire Golden Dragon Palace, there are neat Tianwangfu brand knife hands, holding colorful flags of various colors, and at the feet, there are pots of fragrant and bright flowers. Even the trees in front of and behind the houses on both sides are covered with ribbons. Hundreds of brightly dressed female officials of the Dian Tianle stood in front of the hall with various musical instruments.

At this time, Yang Xiuqing was surprised and quite unhappy.

In the edict sent to him by the Heavenly King Hong Xiuquan, he only asked him to come to the Golden Dragon Hall at noon, but he did not say what it was. Looking at it like this, it is obvious that there is something important about to happen in the Heavenly King's Mansion. How could the Heavenly King hide anything from himself?

He is a military advisor, and the affairs of the entire Celestial Empire, big and small, must be handled by his hands. Many people complained that he was authoritarian and even a little arrogant, but he couldn't help but do so.

He didn't like power, but in his position, in order to ensure the smooth flow of government decrees, he had to get rid of any constraints, and he couldn't look ahead and backward. He likes to put on a big show, and he doesn't think it means his own depravity and sinking. On the contrary, he felt that it was establishing the incomparable majesty of the Celestial Empire. Decrees and prohibitions, strict laws, these are all necessary for a holy kingdom.

He appreciates his abilities.

I think that at the moment of crisis when Hong Xiuquan was arrested and imprisoned, and the dragons of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom were leaderless in the bud, it was he who pretended to be possessed by his Heavenly Father and stabilized people's hearts. It was he who single-handedly developed and strengthened the ranks of the uprising. From the beginning of the Jintian Incident, it was he who presided over the heavy military operations of the Taiping Army. Yong'an broke through the siege, broke through Anqing and Jiujiang, went down to Hanyang and Wuchang, and even the whole army marched eastward and occupied Jinling, all of which were his correct decisions and commands.

He was confident that no one would doubt his decisiveness and adaptability, and that no one in the Celestial Empire would be able to take his place.

The Heavenly King is a mediocre talent, he can only be a spiritual leader, Yang Xiuqing has never concealed his own point of view, and the Celestial Empire cannot do without himself. It is precisely for this reason that he hopes to temporarily transfer Shi Dakai, who likes to disagree with him, to Tianjing. He has so many things to do that he needs to take care of. He also admits that he will not be able to do everything perfectly, but what he needs is to deal with it quietly, and take care of this young Celestial Empire step by step according to his established decisions.

Looking at Yang Xiuqing, who had a gloomy face, Shi Dakai also had some doubts about whether he was wrong? At the very least, the King of Heaven should be reminded of the arrival of the Father's messenger in advance.

Yang Xiuqing turned his back with his hands behind his back, and went straight to the Golden Dragon Palace, and as soon as he arrived at the door of the main hall, he was stopped by Meng Deen, who happened to greet him.

"Nine thousand years old, all thousand years old, ministers, the king of heaven has a decree, and all the officials are lined up in front of the palace, and the king of heaven wants to announce a heavy matter to everyone here."

Yang Xiuqing looked at Meng Deen's black face, the evil fire in his stomach whirred to the ground, his cheeks twitched, his teeth clucked, and he really wanted to fan his mouth immediately. What kind of fame is this heavenly king?

Heavenly King Hong Xiuquan is very comfortable now.

After Shi Dakai left in the morning, Hong Xiuquan sorted out his thoughts very seriously. If there really is the miracle that Shi Dakai said, then the Heavenly Father not only knows the rise and fall of the Celestial Empire, but also knows what he has done. If you are so immersed in the sound and lust again, I am afraid that I will not be able to sit for long as the king of heaven. He was furious and decided to change his image.

Therefore, he carefully arranged a qiē outside to express a grand welcome to the messengers of the Heavenly Father, hoping that they would sincerely support him as Shi Dakai said, and keep his surname Hong for eternity.

However, he deliberately ordered the officials in Beijing to come to the empty field in front of the Golden Dragon Hall some time earlier, so that these people would be exposed to the sun in the burning sun in July. First, he will show his nobility and supremacy to the people; Second, he also wanted to take this opportunity to kill Yang Xiuqing's sharpness. As soon as he thought of what Shi Dakai said, from now on, there would be no such thing as Heavenly Father's possession, and his heart would bloom with joy.

Hong Xiuquan leaned back on the bamboo recliner in the imperial study, waved his hand and called Meng Deen, who came to pay the report, to go down first, and began to taste the cold fragrant soup carefully, holding a few things that had just been written in the morning, admiring:

The Celestial Empire is strict,

Looming at hand.

Life and death are made by the Son of Heaven,

The officials did not succeed.

One person is the first to be right,

All nations are set in Xianning.

Wang Du's authority,

Slander and escape the nine abysses.

Only the daughter-in-law is wrong, and there is no grandfather's fault,

Only the aunt is wrong, and there is no brother's fault,

Only human error is not the fault of nature,

There is only the fault of the minister, and there is no fault of the master.

Looking at the poems he named "Poems of the Heavenly Father", Hong Xiuquan was a little proud. He just hopes that all the courtiers can do what he says, "every sentence and a half sentence is the purpose, and the will has been respected for thousands of years." ”

"Heavenly King, it's time." The female canon reminded in a whisper.

Hong Xiuquan slanted his eyes and sighed. He suddenly felt that one of the two female officials playing the fan behind him had a slower hand, and he couldn't help but suddenly straighten his waist, turn his head, and look at them fiercely.

The female official, who had thought that the king was about to sit up, was a little slower because of the fatigue and soreness of her wrists, and her face turned pale with fright, and her body trembled involuntarily. In the Heavenly King's Mansion, the sisters who were dragged down and beaten to death for a trivial matter, and even lost their lives, are not limited to one or two. Facing the Heavenly King's cold look, how could she not be afraid?

Hong Xiuquan's temper did not explode as usual, he snorted, turned his head to look at the Western table clock, and the officials had been waiting for him for more than half an hour.

He stood up, and under the service of the female official, put on the purple and gold crown weighing seven catties and inlaid with various precious jewels, and paced slowly towards the Golden Dragon Palace.

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