Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Undercurrent of the Imperial City

Chaoge City is located in Jizhou, the most central part of the Central Plains, and from a high place, it looks like a sinuous dragon is sleeping, and the imperial city is located in the belly of the dragon.

Around the castle, the 30-meter-high city wall protects this 400-year-old ancient capital. The imperial palace is in the center of the imperial city, and the periphery of the imperial city is inhabited by the emperor's relatives or high-ranking ministers, and the outside is the bazaar and the residence of the commoners.

It was noon at this time, and the guards had just been rotated, full of energy, with sharp eyes, scanning everyone who entered the city like a falcon, all of whom were battle-hardened veterans. After all, this is the center of power of the whole country, and if it is not guarded well, once it falls, the entire Shang Dynasty will collapse.

In the Prime Minister's Mansion, a white-haired hook-nosed old man sat above the lobby, with a white beard hanging down to his waist, looking like an ordinary old man. He opened the envelope, read it carefully, saw the key point, brushed his long beard, and closed his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking about something. The servant stretched out his tongue and licked his chapped lips, sweat slid down his cheeks, and he was itchy in his heart, but he didn't dare to reach out to wipe it, so he could only kneel on the ground and wait for the dispatch.

After a long time, the old man's majestic and powerful voice with a little vicissitudes of life reached his ears: "Stand down, go to the account room to receive the reward." ”

The servant listened, smiled, nodded and walked out. The old man's eyes were deep, thinking about the authenticity of this matter.

His name is Zhang Yi, and he served as the prime minister in this dynasty and had huge power, which can be described as one person under ten thousand people. But his protΓ©gΓ©, Liu Hanzhong, actually sent him a message --- the immortal appeared!

The legend of the immortals has been passed down for hundreds of years, but except for the Taizu of the dynasty, no one has ever seen the immortals, Zhang Yi has been an official for so many years, and he has never heard the traces of the immortals.

He was quite satisfied with Liu Hanzhong, a student, but he was too stubborn, paid too much attention to reputation, offended too many people, and was finally squeezed out to Qingquan Town as an official. According to Liu Hanzhong's personality, he speaks rigorously, he should not be talking nonsense, and he is smart, and he will not be deceived by some charlatans, so this matter is true nine times out of ten.

Zhang Yi has a habit of unconsciously brushing his beard when he is worried or angry. His expression was a little solemn, and he thought to himself: This immortal has disappeared for hundreds of years, how could it suddenly appear? Could this immortal who appeared be the one who helped Taizu back then? What is his purpose? Whether he has a bad heart for this dynasty.

There are thousands of thoughts in his heart, although he has been an official for many years, he is not an all-knowing and all-powerful god after all, and he has no way of knowing what the purpose of this immortal is. Suddenly, there was a tingling pain in his jaw, which pulled Zhang Yi's thoughts back, and when he looked down, he was holding a wisp of white beard in his hand, and he accidentally pulled out his beard because he was thinking too much about it.

Zhang Yi put away the white beard with some distress, and then put the letter back in the envelope. Get up and call the servants to arrange the carriage, and then get on the carriage and rush to the palace.

After passing through several bazaars and streets, Zhang Yi came to the gate of the palace, which was heavily guarded by the forbidden army.

Seeing Zhang Yi coming, the commander of the forbidden army immediately stepped forward, nodded and asked, "What is the matter with your lordship?" ”

After being the commander of the forbidden army here for so many years, he knows that the person in front of him is the prime minister of the court, the big red man in front of the emperor, basically controls one-third of the power of the court, it can be said that as long as Zhang Yi is not satisfied with himself, he will be beheaded by the whole door the next day, how can this make him not in awe.

Zhang Yi didn't put on any show, arched his hand and said, "Commander Luo, I have something important to report to the emperor, please inform me." ”

Commander Luo didn't ask much when he heard this, and immediately went in to report, and after about half an hour, he came out and said to Zhang Yi: "Please follow me in, Your Majesty is waiting for you in the garden." ”

Zhang Yi followed him, passed through several sentry posts, and came to the garden.

In the garden, a middle-aged man wearing a black imperial robe embroidered with a Xuanyu on it, the middle-aged man's face was ruddy, and the eight-character beard couldn't help but not reduce his temperament, but showed more majesty, he was the emperor of the Shang Dynasty - Yin Que.

When Yin Que saw Zhang Yi coming, he smiled mildly and said, "The prime minister is here, come here, give the prime minister a seat." As the words fell, several eunuchs moved a stool.

Zhang Yi saw the emperor bending down and saluting, in the Shang Dynasty, the status of literati was very high, and he did not need to kneel when he saw the emperor saluting, indicating the integrity of the literati and not kneeling to anyone. Although the description is somewhat exaggerated, it is undeniable that the literati of this Shang Dynasty were loyal and patriotic, and also advocated foreign attacks and never negotiated peace, which was completely different from a certain dynasty in Chinese history.

Seeing Zhang Yi sitting on the stool, Yin Que picked up the teacup and took a sip, and asked with some confusion: "Why did the prime minister come to me so late?" ”

"Your Majesty, the Immortals have appeared"

"What!"

Bang!

The jade teacup fell to the ground and shattered into pieces, and several guards heard the sound and came to check, but they were all eagerly retreated. Yin Que grabbed Zhang Yi's hand and asked excitedly, "Is it really an immortal who has appeared?" Where is it? Is it the immortal who helped the ancestors? ”

Zhang Yi felt the right hand being held tightly, a little helpless, although he knew that the emperor loved metaphysics, he didn't expect the reaction to be so intense, organized the language, and replied: "Your Majesty, the immortal appeared in Qingquan Town near the border, and the students of the minister have already confirmed it, it is the real immortal, but it is not the one from four hundred years ago, it has yet to be confirmed." ”

Seeing the emperor's increasingly excited expression, Zhang Yi couldn't help but pour a basin of cold water and said, "Your Majesty, this immortal's intention is unknown, and we don't know if it has good intentions for us. ’

"What Aiqing said is extremely true, and now I don't know what the purpose of this immortal is, so why don't we invite him to the imperial city, so that we can not only get close to him, find out his purpose, but also ask for some elixir." Yin Que thought about Zhang Yi's words, and felt that it was right, but let him give up the immortal trace that finally appeared, and he was a little reluctant in his heart, so he retreated and invited this immortal to Chaoge City first.

"This ......" Zhang Yi heard this proposal, and originally wanted to veto it, but after thinking about it, there was no better way, since he didn't know Xu Le's purpose, then invite this immortal to the imperial city, which can not only entertain well, but also prevent some wolf ambitions from wanting to repeat the things of Taizu four hundred years ago and cut off their thoughts.

Yin Que saw that Zhang Yi did not immediately veto his proposal, and knew in his heart that this prime minister would not interfere with him, so he continued: "Then send the honor guard of the imperial city to invite the immortals back, and I will write an edict to enshrine the immortals." I remembered that the Heavenly Machine Pavilion where the immortals were located four hundred years ago had been empty for a long time, so I named him the master of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion, and at the same time sent craftsmen to repair it to show my respect for the immortals. ”

Yin Que has been the emperor for so many years, and his scheming has naturally grown, and he invited people with the position of a dispensable Tianji Pavilion master. If it's true, then serve it well, but if it's fake, the loss is not great, but let him taste what pain is when the time comes.

"Obey the order!" Seeing that things couldn't be stopped, Zhang Yi reluctantly agreed, comparing this is already the best way to deal with it.

In this way, the palace was like a giant beast that had been awakened, and began to function. This matter was supposed to be announced to the world, and naturally it would not be concealed, and the details of each family got this shocking news, although they couldn't believe it, but they still passed the news back to the family. The important people of various families or underground organizations looked at this amazing news, although their words were different, but their purpose was surprisingly unanimous---- contact this immortal in advance, even if they couldn't win over, they had to show their goodwill.

The whole capital, like a pot of boiling water, boiled, breaking the tranquility for many years!

However, the protagonist of this incident is still outside the thatched house, lying on the white tiger, closing his eyes and recuperating, as if all this has nothing to do with him.