All the officials who didn't know that Wen Xuanshu would sue Emperor Tianhua at this Yunqin Autumn Festival were cold and numb in their hearts at this time. ◎◎

Everyone has a scale in their hearts.

They know some things, and they know that some things are indeed as Wen Xuanshu said.

It's just that there are some things that they don't know, or there are some discrepancies in what they know, but at this moment, Wen Xuanshu's words also make them think that if everything Wen Xuanshu said is true, then the saint is really too much.

And all of them know that the Holy Lord is not at the scene of the autumn festival today, and Wen Xuanshu dares to make such a difficulty, he must have been prepared, no matter what happens afterwards, I am afraid that if he stands up at this moment, there will be a bloody disaster.

So for a while, Huang Zhongshi, an official of the Old Rites Division, was furious, and fell down with blood spurting from his mouth, and no one around him stepped forward to help him for a while.

Liu Xueqing sighed lightly in his heart at this time.

When Wen Xuanshu began to read out Emperor Va, his gaze had already stopped at Zhou Youjian, the head of the Ministry of Industry, and Leng Zhennan in front of Zhou Youjian, who was beside him.

Although there are many officials here, he knows very well in his heart that the only ones who can play a decisive role in the situation here, and even the situation in the entire Zhongzhou City, are him, Zhou Youjian, and Leng Zhennan.

However, Zhou Youjian and Leng Zhennan didn't look at him.

They didn't even seem to notice his gaze at all.

No one here is blind.

If you want to see it, you will see it, and if you can't see it, you don't want to see it.

He shook his head, glanced at Zhou Youjian and Leng Zhennan contemptuously in a sigh, and then walked from the front, walked to the side column, walked to the side of the fallen old rite official Huang Zhongshi, and helped the old rite official up.

This old rite official was overly stimulated and indignant, and he had already had a stroke at this time, half of his face was crooked, and half of his body was constantly twitching... However, Liu Xueqing and his figure, who were standing with him coldly, were extremely shocking at this time.

Liu Xueqing is a righteous minister of Yun Qin, and after the death of several direct ministers in the Southern Expedition, he himself has become a hidden leader of the world's clear stream.

After the establishment of the Imperial Capital Branch, his power and prestige even overwhelmed the heads of various departments.

At this time, he is naturally the most powerful person to speak here.

"Disloyalty, injustice, benevolence, and rudeness, a rebellious minister and a thief are a rebellious minister and a thief. Liu Xueqing raised his head and looked at Wen Xuanshu on the altar with contempt, "No matter how much you talk about the lotus, you are also a chaotic minister and thief, and everyone in the world will be punished!"

Wen Xuanshu frowned slightly, looked at Liu Xueqing in the audience, and sighed: "Lord Liu, you are a righteous minister known to the world, but you dare to say that what I said is not the truth?"

"What if it's the truth, what if it's not the truth?" Liu Xueqing sneered: "If the Son of Heaven makes a mistake, he is also the Son of Heaven, and the courtiers admonish him, how can a thief like you sue the heavens for crusade?"

Wen Xuanshu shook his head, "If people make mistakes, they will change them, but will the livestock be admonished and will be changed? As a result, how many Yun Qin men died in Biluoling? How many Yun Qin men died in the Southern Expedition? You claim to be upright, have you ever heard those orphans and widows crying at night in the deep alleys?"

"Fart!"

Liu Xueqing's original face was calm, but at this point, his forehead was bruised, and he stretched out his finger and shouted at Wen Xuanshu: "You thief still dare to mention the Southern Expedition! If you really ask for your life for the world as you say, you should also kneel on the ground and admonish you during the Southern Expedition! Forcing Zhou Shoufu to retire, you succeed Shoufu, and the Southern Expedition is not something you can promote. If there are three crimes in the Southern Expedition, you will account for at least one of them! You dare to use this to sue the Son of Heaven?!"

"That's all there is to it, you can't stand still, the wolf's ambition will be revealed, why should I argue one by one, what you say is all bullshit! You say that the saint is guilty, if what you say is wrong, the heavens will send lightning to cut you, now I say that you are a rebel and thief, if what I say is not true, the heavens will send lightning to split me, and the heavens will not split now? If you want to rebel, why do you want to be a bitch, and you want to set up a memorial arch!"

"Of course, if you are a bitch and want to set up a torii, you naturally want to deceive the world. Liu Xueqing sneered sharply: "But I will naturally expose your filthy and ugly things!"

Fart, bullshit, bitch... These words are extremely vulgar, and when they are said in the mouths of famous ministers like Liu Xueqing on weekdays, it will inevitably make people feel too unpopular, but at this moment, it is enough to make the hearts of many hard bones who are not afraid of death hot, and their brains are also hot.

An official walked out and also walked behind Liu Xueqing.

It's just a time to count the breaths, the warp and latitude are distinct, and the officials under the altar of the sacrifice form two columns, one column headed by Liu Xueqing, with a smaller number, and the other column headed by Leng Zhennan and Zhou Youjian, with a larger number.

However, in the column with a small number of people, all the people are holding their heads high, and in the column with more people, most of them bow their heads and are ashamed to face each other's gaze.

Wen Xuanshu's eyes gradually became cold, and a strong aura that rarely emanated from his body vibrated on the sacrificial platform with his voice.

"If you want to kill, you kill..."

There were four muffled voices coming from Liu Xueqing's side.

This voice was made by Huang Zhongshi, an old official of the Department of Rites who had already suffered a stroke next to Liu Xueqing.

"You are the real pillars of Yunqin, I am rebelled by the will of heaven, how can I embarrass you, it doesn't matter if you don't understand it for a while, please rest in the palace, wait until Zhongzhou is calm, let the people of Yunqin live and work in peace and contentment, and you will show your strength. Wen Xuanshu shook his head and said with a slight apology.

The sun has risen.

A patch of silver approached from the field behind the altar.

"Phew!"

A civil official spat fiercely and spat on the shiny silver armor of Zhongzhou Wei, who was approaching him.

......

Sunrise.

The people of Zhongzhou City still live and live like usual.

Some people are washing by the mouth of the well with a scoop, and some people are holding a bowl of steaming noodle soup while eating nonsense, while chatting with the people who are also squatting and eating noodles next to them.

The vast majority of the people of Zhongzhou City did not feel any difference between today and usual, but the people of Yunqin who lived near the city gates everywhere, and those who were originally going to enter and exit the city gates, all found that this autumn festival day was unusual.

Their hearts began to grow cold, and they didn't know what was going to happen.

Many of the city gates that originally allowed ordinary people and passing merchants to enter and exit were all closed, but the city gates, which originally only allowed some palace convoys and troops to enter and exit, were opened.

In the sunlight, they saw a large number of Zhongzhou guards entering the city through these gates.

The flash of silver armor on the Zhongzhou guards in the columns dazzled their eyes.

At this moment, the entire Yunqin Imperial City and all the palace gates were also closed, turning the entire Yunqin Imperial Palace into an impenetrable urn.

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(This chapter is too late, the word count is less, the next two chapters will have more words, and the excessive chapters will be easier to write.) Tomorrow's update will still be in the afternoon at the earliest, because it's too late to write tomorrow morning's chapter, but the update shouldn't be as late as today)

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