Chapter 37: The Palace
The sun is rising
The autumn sun is not so hot, but it has a little warmth
The light shone faintly on the top of the golden hall, reflecting the scorching light. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Inside the Royal Palace
Courts
In the hall, the courtiers did not sit cross-legged in the center of the hall as usual, but gave up the middle part and sat on both sides, with six cases draped in white cloth in the middle.
At the front, thirty-one military attachés in armor knelt in front of the hall sweating profusely, motionless.
After 19 years, Li Longji broke his habit of not drinking at court meetings.
The court meeting is a very formal thing that requires a clear head, so almost no emperor would be ridiculous enough to drink at the court meeting.
That's what Li Longji did.
It's not the first time.
The last time I drank in the court, it was when Xie Yunliu, the eldest disciple of Chunyang Palace, slashed three thousand in a formation, and attacked the law field to take away Li Chongmao, who had been characterized as a chaotic minister and thief.
That time, he had just overthrown his brother and won the throne, and he killed a lot of people.
Some of them are related, and there are also those who want to kill, but usually have no excuse to kill.
Although he later issued an edict to admit that he had drunk in the temple and made a mistake, no one would believe such a ridiculous excuse.
Today, he's drinking again.
The old ministers sitting in the hall saw this familiar scene, and the familiar people seemed to have returned to that year, when the heads were rolling on the evil platform.
Cold sweat falls.
"That's good."
"Hiccup"
Regardless of the slightest impact, Tang Xuanzong Li Longji looked at His Royal Highness's courtiers with a slightly red face.
"Jianghu people."
"It's just seven charlatans!"
"I can actually see that this inner city of Chang'an is nothing! Come as you want, go as you want, and do whatever you want! Do you really think that there is no king in this world? ”
Ignoring the nervous expression of the courtier, he shook his hand and smashed a wine glass on a military attache kneeling in front of the hall, and the broken 'ping pong' sounded.
The military attache did not dare to move at all, and allowed the porcelain to shatter on his head.
"Come, our envoy of the Sanpin Imperial City Anping, yes! That's you! Li Anyang, let's talk about it! ”
The tone ranged from frivolous to irritable
"How the hell did they get in! What are you eating? How do you want to die! ”
"Let's talk about it! Not only him, but you. From the chief guard of the inner city of Sanpin, Li Pingshuang, come on! How did these beggars get into the inner city? And how did you kill 3,171 elites of the forbidden army in this imperial city and then escape easily! ”
"Why don't you speak?"
"I heard that when those beggars came in, you were playing with girls in Yiying Building?"
"Come, introduce me to an Oiran! Let's talk about which one is the best! ”
"Really when the rules set by the ancestors are all with them?!"
At this time, Li Longji's face was already flushed, perhaps because he drank his head, or because he was angry.
The fold in his hand flashed and was nailed directly to the six cases draped in white cloth.
"If it weren't for today's incident, I would really think that our Datang country is as stable as a golden city! Check it out now? Ha, a bunch of wine bags and rice bags! ”
"Seven beggars can break into the inner city of Chang'an, the most central part of the Tang Dynasty, and kill more than 3,000 people, and all of them are the elites of the forbidden army! Hero! I don't know if you're panicking, anyway, my old face! Lose! Not! Finish! ”
Li Longji slapped his face hard, and the 'snap' sound of the shot sounded, which showed that he was really angry and didn't care about anything.
"I think I sort out the affairs of the world every day, and I have worked hard every day for 20 years, and I have never failed the people! What about you? What have you done as courtiers? ”
"Corrupt and pervert the law, treat this rule as nothing, and even have the heart to go to the Qinglou during his employment?"
"You say! What else can I do? ”
"Today is a beggar entering the city to kill people! What about tomorrow? What about later? ”
"You call me, surnamed Li, how to face the ancestors and ancestors after his death!"
"How can you be worthy of this Tang Dynasty?"
The more I talked, the more sad I became, and in the end, I really shed a few tears, and the red on my face made those few crystal tears extra obvious.
The courtiers below saw that they were furious, the king was so insulted, but they could not do anything, they did not stop those beggars from entering the city, not to mention, they did not kill all of them, and let one of them go!
It's totally unbearable.
A few old ministers were even angry, and they drew their swords and were about to kill themselves in the palace, so frightened that the young ministers next to them hurriedly helped to suppress them, otherwise there would really be a few deaths in this palace.
The generals kneeling in front of the hall were also red, ashamed and afraid.
A general led by the front of the palace suddenly pulled out his sword, knelt in front of him, held the sword in his hands with both hands, and said loudly: "The king humiliates the ministers to death!" Although His Majesty had not wandered among the flowers like someone, the humble beggar who had entered the inner city was the fault of His Majesty, and he was willing to die to apologize. ”
After speaking, he drew his sword and wiped his neck, crisply and neatly.
Blood spurted to the ground, and the military attaché's head fell to the temple.
Li Longji's eyes, which were still full of tears just now, narrowed slightly, and swept the few military attaches next to him who lowered their heads, with a slight sarcasm in his eyes.
With a trilling voice, he said: "Man Song... Why should you do that? ”
After speaking, he couldn't stop sighing.
It's really a good show of acting.
Seeing that there was already a beginning, Li Longji turned around and stopped looking at the palace.
I only heard the sound of drawing the sword in the rear, and then fell silent by the sound of blood spraying in the back.
Seeing that the few old ministers who were about to wipe their necks just now were frightened.
Without saying a word, he persuaded the ministers, and Tang Xuanzong Li Longji perfectly interpreted the four words of 'Emperor's Mental Art', which can be regarded as an insignificant deterrent to these ministers.
When I looked back, there were thirty-one more corpses on the ground.
The sound returned to calm.
"Come on, I, this time we must find out, so many ministers, they can't die in vain."
The ministers below couldn't stop slandering, these people were obviously forced to die by you, but they kept saying 'the emperor is wise' and 'the emperor is willing to accept the world' and so on, and they patted their farts for a while.
Li Longji looked at His Highness's ministers with satisfaction, barely a beating.
It's just that..
I looked at the white cloth case on the ground in a blink of an eye, and my eyes wrinkled slightly
Although the rivers and lakes are small roads, since they can enter this inner city, no matter how small the road is, it will be advertised as a big thing, even if the defense of the inner city and the imperial city is completely different from heaven and earth, but no matter what, it is a slap in the face.
This river and lake still needs to be well managed.
The light in his eyes shimmered.
……
Inside the Pure Yang Outer City Station
At this time, the great disciples of the six veins had gathered, led by the second generation of the great disciples of the Jade Void Vein, Li Qingyou.
The six big disciples stood in a row, facing the Pure Yang Golden Void Vein Lord who was presiding over the Xuanzong Festival this time, Zhuo Fengming.
Although this Zhuo Fengming has the word Fengming in his name, in fact, he does not have Feng's gentle thoughts at all, he looks like he is about thirty years old, his appearance is slightly rough, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, rough hands and feet, a giant sword on his back, his black hair is so casually scattered, and his face is full of scruffy beard.
But the six disciples all had a look of respect, and so did Luo Feng.
This Uncle Zhuo Fengming Zhuo is a legend.
He was born with divine power, and at the age of twelve, he was able to carry a stone lion weighing 10,000 catties to parade through the streets, and he was a natural martial arts wizard, and now he is only thirty years old, and he has raised the Taixu Sword Intent to the eighth realm, and his strength is very strong.
It's just that his temperament is very irritable, and the giant sword on his body, which is one zhang long and weighs 100,000 catties, is used by the ancestor Lu Dongbin to suppress his temperament.
If this person really gets angry and breaks the mountain with a sword, it's not just a joke.
With this strength, Zhuo Fengming ascended to the throne of the Golden Void Vein at the age of standing, and no one in the pure yang was dissatisfied.
I saw Zhuo Fengming look at it and nodded with satisfaction, coming back to preside over His Majesty's memorial is a training for him by the master, and it can be regarded as a baptism for him. According to what the master said, the ritual is long and restless, and the Tang Emperor's secret test of him must be indispensable, as long as he can control this temperament, he can raise the Dao heart again and solve the problem of the demons.
Practicing martial arts, in the end, practice is a word of heart after all.
The people were already together, and Zhuo Fengming didn't delay any longer, just walked the process and mentioned a few words, and then stopped staying.
With a big wave of his hand
"Let's go."