On the third day of the first month of the first year of the Cangdi calendar.

Shendu, Imperial Palace.

【Master: Mu Cang】

[Physique: 132,000 stars]

[Divine Soul: 132,000 Stars]

After a day's time, Mu Cang's attributes naturally doubled, and his value had exceeded the mass of the sun by one-third, moving towards an increasingly terrifying situation.

Removing his gaze from the attribute panel, Mu Cang, who was leaning on the dragon chair, had his eyes shining with divine light at that moment, narrowed slightly, ignored the courtyard wall and corridor, and looked out of the imperial palace from afar.

"There are a lot of insects looking for death in this world."

He boldled his cheeks and smiled, "It's so fun to kill every wave of killing." ”

"Jump out, jump out, let me step on it."

In the distance, there is a square, called Guangyangdian Square, which existed before the establishment of the Great Xia Dynasty, more than 1,000 years ago.

Although the main hall has long disappeared in the vast historical clouds, as the world's largest square in area before the industrial revolution, Guangyangdian Square has been well preserved by successive dynasties.

And it will be repaired from generation to generation, and it has always been one of the symbols of Daxia culture.

At the same time, it is also a necessary place for various festivals and celebrations in the empire.

Now, Guangyangdian Square, where there are only a few people on weekdays, but tens of thousands of people have gathered at this time.

These people all knelt in the square, dense as mountains and seas.

Everyone's faces turned red and they looked excited, holding various slogans, standing signs and banners, and screaming something.

Some of the slogans on them read: "Punish the traitorous ministers and clear the king's side", "Your Majesty is blinded", "The enemy is in the court", "There are traitors in the imperial palace", "Please also ask Your Majesty to withdraw the holy order"...... Wait a minute.

And those long banners read words such as "It is the responsibility of 100,000 people in Daxia to protect the traditional culture of aristocracy]...

Or [the whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister, Your Majesty must not let the thousands of loyal people who have guarded the land and the coast for three hundred years chill their hearts]...

Or [the public needs a leader, three thousand cities are three thousand ministers]... Wait a minute.

These people were all dressed in cheap coarse cloth white, and each of them was painted with a line of vigorous and powerful regular script in thick ink.

On the chest is written [Born is a Daxia person].

On the back is written [Death is a ghost of Great Xia].

Even these people have a headband tied on their foreheads, on which is written "I love Daxia".

At the same time, the temperament of their bodies, which is high above and no one in their eyes, is very eye-catching.

This kind of temperament can only be cultivated if more than three generations have no worries about food and clothing.

That is, the so-called, aristocratic temperament.

Zhuo Shicheng, who knelt in the crowd and desperately roared and roared filial piety, was one of them.

After the entire Zhuo family was kicked out of the compound yesterday, the patriarch Zhuo Su became seriously ill and died in just a few hours.

Tragically, Zhuo Shicheng, who was penniless, had no money to buy a decent coffin for his father, let alone a funeral and cemetery.

Just as Zhuo Shicheng and more than 100 people were panicking about the future, a group of people mysteriously approached Zhuo Shicheng and asked him to participate in the protest the next day.

"This ...... Can it be useful to that person? ”

In one room, Zhuo Shicheng frowned, and said worriedly: "This is the strategy you talked about before?" This ......"

The middle-aged man in the costume on the opposite side sighed: "Only this method is most likely to be effective, for that one, we must not have even the slightest offensive thought, that is to seek death."

We can only exert our efforts in morality, ancestry, ethics, and public opinion. ”

"Public opinion ......" Zhuo Shicheng's eyes lit up and said with a smile, "I understand, the Guangyang Hall scene is just a start, and the [point] that really exerts force is in other places, right." ”

"Yes." The middle-aged man in Huafu nodded and said, "The Guangyang Hall has two functions, one is to divert attention, so that the off-site arrangements can operate safely; The second is to attract His Majesty to appear, or His Majesty's envoy to appear, as long as there is a window to communicate with His Majesty. ”

Zhuo Shicheng frowned and said curiously, "What are you going to do?" ”

The middle-aged man smiled: "Keep it secret for the time being, you just need to know...... The big one is coming. ”

"Big ......," Zhuo Shicheng pondered for a moment, "isn't that ...... Dangerous, huh? ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he smiled to himself, shook his head and said, "Ha, now I have nothing left except for the abolished nobility and this life." Good! I, Zhuo Shicheng, will give up this life to accompany you! ”

"Good!"

The middle-aged man in Huafu smiled heartily, "Doing great things is not a big achievement is a big failure, there is never a middle path, and there is no reason to stay out of the matter but can sit back and enjoy its success. ”

"Hmm!" Zhuo Shicheng nodded vigorously.

“…… The heart of a loyal servant is not chilling......"

“…… My ancestors shed blood for Great Xia......"

“…… Our clan has sweated for Great Xia......"

The sound of slogans suddenly woke up Zhuo Shicheng, who had fallen into memory.

He looked around and found many familiar faces, all of them were patriarchs from the nobles from all over Great Xia, as well as a larger number of clan elders.

There are Yang Wenzhou, the patriarch of the Yang clan, Yun Tingye, the patriarch of the Yun clan, Du Jian, the seventeenth Yan Guogong, Ni Yu, the fifteenth Wuguo Gong, Tu Shengyi, the old Li of the Li clan, and Li Guilong......

These old people, who are rare to see in ordinary people on weekdays, have changed their majestic style in the past, and together with their juniors, they roared loudly for the glory and inheritance of their respective families.

So selfless, so embarrassed, so sad.

In this situation, Zhuo Shicheng couldn't help but be moved to tears.

He wiped away his tears, straightened his waist, and shouted: "Your Majesty, come out and listen to everyone's voice!" Please take back your holy order! ”

"Please also ask Your Majesty to take back the Holy Order!"

"Please also ask Your Majesty to take back the Holy Order!"

……

The media gathered around the square also continued to shoot.

There are reporters facing the camera from all angles and directions, reporting seriously, calmly or worriedly.

“…… We can see a large number of former imperial nobles gathered here in the Guangyang Palace, and they knelt down in front of the imperial palace here, crying and weeping......"

To the southeast of the square, a female reporter said with a stern expression on the camera:

“…… We wonder what effect the abolition of aristocracy in such a short period of time will have on society as a whole? Is this a good or bad effect? We don't know ......."

She breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "But I believe that Your Majesty will not do anything meaningless, so let's wait and see." ”

"The above is the on-site report sent back by our station, thank you!"

After speaking, the female reporter's face slowly disappeared in the frame.

The perspective pulls back, and a bright studio appears.

The handsome-looking male host, who looked serious, fixed his mind and said in a deep voice to the camera: "Okay, thank you Zhou Na for the live report sent back." ”

He turned his head and asked a gray-haired, bloated and obese scholar next to him, "Expert Liu, what do you think?" ”

"Hmm...... Good. Expert Liu lifted his glasses and muttered, "I think there must be a ...... for the aristocratic system to continue stably for three hundred years."

At this time, a staff member hurriedly walked to the male host and handed over a note, the host looked at it with a shocked face, turned his head and forcibly interrupted the expert's speech: "Expert Liu, we are going to insert an urgent message now." ”

"Huh?" The expert was stunned for a moment, and nodded hurriedly, "Okay." ”

The host "um" turned his face to the camera and said seriously: "Audience friends, just now the program team received an important message. ”

He stood up reluctantly, walked to the large LCD screen behind him in a few steps, raised his hand to the screen, and said in a deep voice:

"Look!"

As soon as the words fell, the screen immediately appeared.

It is a nine-square grid picture that is clearly composed of aerial photography from multiple helicopters.

In the picture, a large queue of people is holding slogans, standing signs and banners, shouting slogans and walking along the city's main roads.

"Defend the aristocracy!" "Defend the aristocracy!" "Defend the aristocracy!" ”……

"Take back the Holy Order!" "Take back the Holy Order!" "Take back the Holy Order! ”……

"The blood and tears of the ancestors dare not forget!" "The blood and tears of the ancestors dare not forget!" "The blood and tears of the ancestors dare not forget! ”……

The slogans were deafening and noisy.

Due to the large number of people, it was impossible to accurately count the number of people who participated in the walk.

All I know is that the city was quickly paralyzed by this sudden walk.

Cars, buses, and trucks were swept through by these crowds of people who ignored traffic rules, and the cut horizons and verticals were completely impassable.

Helpless car owners can only keep pressing the horn of the car to drive away the walking crowd.

But these walkers did not show weakness, and pointed at the owner of the car on the spot and scolded non-stop, and once the owner scolded back, he would be forcibly dragged out of the cab by other irritable walkers and beaten wantonly.

Thanks to the revival of the aura, everyone on the Blue Star is extremely strong, even if they are surrounded and beaten, those car owners who are dragged out will not be in danger of their lives for a while, but it is inevitable to be hospitalized afterwards.

And that's not all.

In the studio, while operating the display screen, the host turned his head sideways to the camera and said:

"The picture you saw just now is the sudden walk in Tangcheng, we don't know what the reason for this event is for the time being, but ......"

As he spoke, he stretched out his arms and pressed the corner of the screen, pressed his arm to the middle, and pressed the entire nine-square grid picture into a small window with a break.

Then, the host moved the small window to the lower right corner, and pushed his body to the side, revealing the entire picture of the display.

There are dozens or hundreds of small windows on it.

Each small window is a nine-square grid, and on closer inspection, each nine-square grid is an aerial picture of a certain city, and there is a walking crowd composed of tens of thousands of people inside.

According to rough statistics, there are tens of millions of people in all these cities who participate in the Sa walk.

"Uh...... This? Expert Liu, who was not far away, was stunned and said, "This has never been such a large-scale walking activity in history." ”

"Yes." The host nodded, then looked at the camera and said seriously, "According to statistics, there are currently at least 10,000 people walking in 105 cities in the entire Great Xia, and even some large cities have 100,000 people walking, we have reason to believe that ......"

“…… We have reason to believe that His Majesty the Emperor will inevitably respond to the cries of the people of Great Xia. ”

In an extremely spacious but elegant tea room, several old men in ancient robes drank tea slowly.

One of the tall and thin old men said leisurely:

"It can be seen from the fact that Your Majesty has monstrous power but has never abused it, Your Majesty is an emperor with a very benevolent heart."

"yes." A luxurious old woman smiled kindly, "According to the analysis of the think tank of the Federation, aside from the killing acts made by His Majesty in foreign countries, there are not many people who have really been killed since His Majesty showed his ability, and it is not as good as the death toll of a local war. ”

"Hmm." A bald old man poured tea slowly, "Although the seventeen psychological models about His Majesty are very different from each other, and there is no way to generate a model that can cover them all, these models all have one thing in common - Your Majesty cares a lot about the Great Xia Empire and the people of the empire. ”

"It's a very strange thing." An old man with a long beard shook his head and wondered, "From ancient times to the present, those who have surpassed ordinary people in body and soul are all indifferent in heart like ice, disregarding good and evil ethics, and will not be bound by the so-called love, friendship, family affection, and clan affection. But Your Majesty may be too young, even if the strength is far beyond imagination, but deep down in his heart, he still has a strong sense of belonging to [people], especially the concept of [Daxia people], and he also has a sense of belonging, perhaps His Majesty himself is not aware of it. ”

"Alas~" The noble old woman smiled kindly, "So Your Majesty needs us old things to think hard, Your Majesty's original intention is good, it is to regain power and develop Daxia more strongly, but the temperament is a little anxious, in fact, according to the current international situation, even if we don't do anything, the countries will gradually submit to Daxia, there is no need to rush." ”

She looked at the middle-aged man in Chinese clothes standing respectfully next to her, and asked gently, "Xiao Wu, the industry's protest production activities have begun, right?" ”

Xiao Wu respectfully said: "Yes, a total of 950,000 large and medium-sized factories and 12 million craftsmen in Daxia have launched protest production activities in various cities five minutes ago. ”

"Good!" The tall and thin old man said with a smile, "It is not enough to control the country and govern the country by strength alone, commerce, industry, and finance are all the pillars of the country, even if Your Majesty is as strong as a god, you must have enough [hands] to sort out this large and small complicated affairs, otherwise Your Majesty should be annoyed to death even if he is not tired." ”

"And [hand] needs to be lured to benefit and to be nurtured." The long-bearded old man shook his head and said, "Such complicated and trivial matters will be handled by our business association, Your Majesty only needs to continue to be a god, and the affairs of the world will be handled by people." ”

"That's right." The old lady smiled kindly, "Alas, the thought of His Majesty's age being the same age as my long-deceased grandson makes me whine...... I thought he was as lovely as my grandson. ”

She couldn't help but touch her face with her hand and sobbed, "Your Majesty is such a young and immature baby...... How can you carry such a burden on your shoulders, how tiring it is, Your Majesty can enjoy a peaceful life in the palace, and let us do this hard work for old things like us. ”

Bang!!

One of the walls of the tea room suddenly shattered, and several frightened old men and ladies hurriedly stood up and took a few steps back, and the middle-aged man surnamed Wu had a serious face in front of several old people, and his whole body aura surged and exploded with an aura that surpassed King Kong.

Smack~smack~smack~

In the hole in the broken wall, a sturdy boy with a pure red knife on his shoulder slowly walked out.

The young man's face was unruly, his eyes were scarlet, and his murderous aura was overflowing, hissing and screaming like blood-colored snakes.

It was Song Di.

He tilted his head to look at the frightened old lady dozens of meters away, slashed the knife from his shoulder in a half-arc, aimed it right at the past, and sneered:

"Old cousin, ten miles away, I heard you talking nonsense there and let my master be your grandson?! Hehe, I've had enough of living and I'm going to have to find someone to take you to the graveyard! ”

After that, his face turned cold, and the big knife did not come out, just the substance of the murderous aura that overflowed from the body, and hundreds of blades were condensed and shot at the old men and women in front of them with shocked expressions.

"Don't ......"

The middle-aged man surnamed Wu was frightened and wanted to stop it, but it was too late, and he was tragically blown up into a mess of trivial flesh and blood by the blood-colored knife qi storm and frightened screams.

The sword qi storm did not stop after strangling these high-level leaders of the Great Xia Business Federation, but continued to bombard the far wall of the tea room.

Rumble!

The blood-colored dragon smashed through the thick walls of the tea room, enveloping the manor outside in a storm of sword qi.

Song Di didn't make a move at all, and relied on his own murderous aura to collapse a vast suburban manor.

And in the distant Shendu.

The Guangyang Palace, which was next to the outer wall of the Imperial Palace, was still kneeling and begging Mu Cang to appear.

Hours of kneeling had caused the usual pampered aristocrats to complain.

There are even many people who have begun to retreat in their hearts.

But at this moment, the gate of the outer wall of the imperial palace opened.

A tall and glamorous girl with a blue double ponytail walked out of the ring with a lollipop and leather boots.