Chapter 70: Before Troubled Times, There Must Be Signs

The specific thing has to go back to six o'clock this morning, when Shi Qing and the others were asleep, Diqiu, thousands of miles away, had already begun a new day's morning.

The location is in the palace of Longxing Hall, where thick golden stone pillars surround the hall and support a semicircular dome.

In the Jiaxing Palace, which is spacious enough to accommodate 20,000 people, the civil and military officials do not distinguish between boundaries, and are only lined up by rank, forming six small phalanxes.

In front of the phalanx, there was a pool with blue waves, and a golden dragon was lying lazily at the bottom, as if dozing.

Past the pool, there are nine silver steps, and above it is where the Shang Emperor Tang Ji is located.

The king, who was in charge of the most powerful country in the world, didn't seem to care much about the early dynasty, his right elbow propped up on the multicolored stone of the dragon chair on the right, his palm dragging his chin, and his expression seemed to be reminiscing about something.

Let the ministers below quarrel endlessly.

"Zizai Sect is the object we must eradicate, as a nobleman, Xi Ya should know how noble it is to sacrifice his life for the country, and now he has become disregarding the interests of the country for his own selfishness, and he can't let it go so easily, otherwise, it will shake the foundation of Dashang."

"Xiao Yushi's words are wrong, Xi Ya is an elderly woman in the end, about the grandmother who is almost fifty years old, let her sacrifice her life for the country, I firmly believe that she will never be refused. But if she sends her disciple to death, it is a bit difficult for a strong person, just ask how many grandmothers in the world are willing to let their grandson die? ”

"Heaven and earth are the king's teacher, the king is in the front, and the relatives are in the back, Sun Yushi's words are too biased, do you think that your own son is more important than national affairs?"

"Hmph, what qualifications does Xiao Yushi have to say this, I heard that a few days ago, the noble prince had a quarrel with people in Hongyan Building with a lot of people, and then saw that there were more people on the other side, and he jumped out of the window on the third floor in fear and ran away, and as a result, he broke two legs, such a cowardly behavior, it can be seen what kind of education he received in the past, which really made the nobles smeared."

As Sun Yushi spoke sharply, the scene gradually became hot, and the group between the two Yushi began to unfold a war of words.

The generals who have nothing to do with themselves look at it coldly, and they are all admiring in their hearts, they really deserve to be a special assassination of the imperial history, and they don't scold each other with a dirty word to scold their mothers, and the whole article is down, every sentence is a detrimental word that quotes scriptures, and it sounds so elegant and full of literary atmosphere.

The premise is to ignore the expressions of those imperial historians who are red-faced, and almost roll up their sleeves and fight.

Suddenly, the noisy voices of the imperial historians stopped, and the entire Jiaxing Hall fell into an eerie silence.

Tang Ji, who had been wandering outside the sky, looked up, and from outside the temple gate, a star-like point of light rushed in, if you look closely, you can see that there is a transparent silk line behind those points of light, and one end of the line seems to fall from the sky.

Tang Wei's fingers tapped the dragon head carved from the multicolored stone, making a ding dong sound, and a faint multicolored glow shot out from the dragon's horns, shifting from the upper left to the right, and finally forming a circle.

The colorful glow is magnificent, radiating to the entire hall, so dazzling that it is difficult to look at directly.

Tang Yu was bathed in the glow, majestic as a god on top, "You're here." ”

These three words were said slowly and unhurriedly, with a deep and deep voice, like a muffled thunder, echoing in the entire Jiaxing Palace, showing the demeanor of a king.

A speck of light floated towards Tang Ji.

A guard wanted to step forward to stop him, but he waved his hand to retreat.

The point of light rested on the back of Tang Wei's hand, and a vigorous and powerful voice seemed to pop out of his head directly, "Your Majesty, please forgive the rudeness of the old minister, people are old, and their legs and feet are inevitably inconvenient." ”

Tang Yu chuckled, this was a very lame excuse, he didn't poke it.

The strong are proud.

Even if the status gap can make a first-class Taoist master respectful, it is difficult to make them surrender and bow down from the bottom of their hearts.

Not to mention this old man.

Being able to give an excuse is already respectful.

He said disapprovingly: "It's okay, I just want to hear about it, how should you deal with the matter of sealing the sun this time?" ”

"Ho, this incident is a gaffe of the old minister, naturally the old minister will clean up the aftermath, Sima Fang, and teach the matter, please give it to the old minister alone."

"Okay, I agree to your request and allow you to do anything." Tang Wei said this majestically.

"The old minister will not dishonor," the point of light that floated in quickly retreated backwards until it disappeared.

There was still no one in the hall who spoke, Tang Wei lowered his head and glanced down, and said, "Regarding the matter of Sima Liao and the Zizai Sect, I have already given Dongfang Lie full authority to deal with it, so don't discuss it." ”

The royal historians, who have always been provocative, keep their mouths shut.

Dongfang Lie, in Shi Qing's eyes, is a greedy, arrogant, and unreasonable stinky old man's endorsement.

And in the eyes of these people, it is an endorsement that cannot be offended.

All the people who came into contact with that old man would think that he was the strongest Taoist master in this world.

Even Tang Wei would not easily give orders to Dongfang Lie, just for fear of being rejected.

At that time, if you take action, the big merchants will definitely suffer heavy casualties, and if they don't take action, the majesty of the royal family will be provoked again.

This time, Dongfang Lie took the initiative to send it to the door, naturally selling Tang Ji to save face.

Tang Wei also went down the slope and did not put on a too arrogant attitude.

A new round of discussion began in the hall.

The colorful glow disappeared, and Tang Yu was already tired of these trivial things, and began to continue to wander.

Until the prime minister spoke, "Your Majesty, according to the custom, we will send an envoy to Purcell and give them a salute in return. ”

Tang Ji tapped the dragon head with his hand, the glow suddenly appeared, the ministers bowed their heads, and he said: "The candidate is decided by the prime minister." ”

At this time, Tang Yao, the eighth prince who had been standing on his side, walked out of the array, clenched his fists and bowed his head: "Father, the son is willing to send an envoy to Purcell." ”

Purcell is a small country, and it is sent by the prince of the Great Shang, no matter how you think about it, it is not in accordance with the rules.

However, no minister spoke.

The Eighth Prince is a special existence who assassinated Tang Ji half a month ago.

The strange thing is that after Tang Yu was furious, he was released again and did not surrender.

The ministers have always been cautious in their words and deeds about this kind of imperial family affairs, and no one knows what the consequences will be if they say a word.

Tang Yu looked down at his son who bowed his head, a smile slightly raised on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Very good, you will send Purcell, and then I will go to Faerun for me." ”

"Leave on the same day, and there must be no mistake."

Tang Yao clenched his fists, lowered his head and couldn't hide his hatred, and said in an extremely respectful tone: "The son obeys the order." ”

Tang Yu yawned and waved his hand: "That's all for today, and leave other matters to the prime minister to deal with, and retire from the dynasty." ”

"Yui." The ministers echoed in unison, which was the end of the early dynasty.

Tang Yao withdrew from the palace alone, and not long after, a eunuch caught up with him and said respectfully: "Your Highness, Concubine Rou misses her niece, and she will send someone to the palace to pick up the princess, please be ready." ”

Tang Yao clenched his fists, then let go, and said with a pale face: "I understand." ”