It happened quite unexpectedly.

In a hurry, even Qi Yingzhi, who had never had any expression, couldn't help but be surprised, and several people looked down at the street together.

A large crowd of people carried flags, pulled banners, and marched towards the palace in a mighty manner.

The guards of the imperial city were like a great enemy, and their guns were aimed at this group of people, but for some reason, no one dared to shoot.

Chu Tianshu watched this group of people gradually approach the palace, and then he saw the content of the banner.

"Punish the power and traitor, the side of the Qing monarch"

The same is true for other banners and flags.

"These people don't have any weapons." Qin Yi looked at it for a while and said.

Qi Yingzhi nodded: "That's a petition." ”

"Petition, sit here for a day or two, make a reputation, and be able to join the discussion in the future."

Chu Tianshu turned his head: "Sixth Miss, Young Master Qin, is it common to petition for this kind of thing?" ”

"It's not very common, but it will happen every two or three years, and the excuses vary, but in general, no matter what kind of name you use, the purpose is always the same, and that is to seek a clear name for yourself."

Chu Tianshu exclaimed: "Young Master Qin has insight. ”

Qin Yi smiled, originally wanted to learn to be modest, but noticed that Qi Yingzhi was standing beside him with an expression on his face, so he coughed dryly twice: "Ahem, in fact, it's not that I have any insight, I can't say this kind of thing." ”

"That's what my father taught me before."

"Young Master Qin's family is very knowledgeable." Chu Tianshu casually perfunctory and continued to look at the crowd of petitioners.

The group, who did not even have weapons, marched until they approached the palace before stopping.

Then there was silence.

The surrounding spectators also tried to be as quiet as possible at this time, waiting to watch the play.

The leader of the petitioners broke out of the line alone and walked at the front, facing the guards armed with guns, his pale hair swaying in the evening breeze.

"Is this Lord Choi?" Qi Yingzhi's voice was a little surprised.

Chu Tianshu was stunned and looked at Qin Yi.

The general petition is to accumulate a clear name, similar to the Ming Dynasty's court staff and the Song Dynasty's nourishing hope.

The purpose, as Qin Yi said, is for his own future.

It's for membership.

In this world, the political system of the Great Cloud Dynasty is relatively strange.

It can basically be said to be a constitutional monarchy.

But the emperor, in addition to having his own army and exclusive taxes, and large private fields, was also the lord of the kings' discussions.

The Seven Discussions of the Great Cloud are the basic political systems left over from the founding period of the Yun Dynasty.

That is, the affairs of the world are governed by the deliberation of the seven councils.

Among them, in addition to the basic five-vote right to vote, the speaker also has the right to "shelve".

That is, a power similar to a veto.

Unlike the emperor's ridiculously high right to "shelve", the exclusive power of the six lords of the other six councils is only "renegotiate".

That is, to postpone the discussion.

However, even so, as the "master", he can already be said to be the top figure of Dayun's domestic power.

Such a character, in a petition?

Who can't see this kind of thing as useless?

Chu Tianshu asked softly, "Sixth Miss, could you be mistaken?" ”

"She read that right." Qin Yi's face turned pale: "That's really Cui He Cui Yi." ”

"So outrageous?" Chu Tianshu didn't have to guess to know that this was a very high-level political struggle.

Moreover, this petition will definitely cause a lot of things.

But why?

One side of the council, he came to petition, and carried out a political attack in an almost face-rending way.

Who is he attacking?

"Ancestors bless." Cui He opened his mouth, and the old voice drifted with the evening breeze, with a kind of dazed and helpless.

"The ancestors blessed the great clouds, and since the establishment of my Yun Dynasty, in the two hundred and twenty-sixth years, there have been nineteen emperors and eleven auxiliary governments."

"Sixty-nine wars have been waged against foreign countries."

"But."

Cui He's voice began to be full of anger: "However, among the sixty-nine wars, twenty-one were from neighboring countries asking for help. ”

"In these twenty-one wars, my Dayun is invincible and invincible!"

"In these twenty-one wars, I am a great cloud, and I have been praised by the world and deserve to be the suzerain of all nations."

"These twenty-one wars took place in me, in the first two hundred and seven years of my Great Cloud!"

"And the remaining forty-eight."

"This whole forty-eight wars!"

"All of them happened in the last 19 years!"

"It's more than two battles a year!"

"These wars are all for the selfish interests of the powerful."

"Bombarding the gates of the vassal countries with guns and artillery, opening the markets of neighboring countries, maliciously dumping, and arbitrarily releasing production."

"Plundering the people's fat and balm."

"Labor and money."

"It can be the source of turmoil in the world."

"When did I, Dayun, fall from the suzerain of all nations to the bane of the world?"

"When the world mentions my big cloud, they all grit their teeth, and their hatred is like an endless river."

"When Xiaomin talks about my big clouds, they are all weak and sifting chaff, and they are afraid of the towering mountains and not moving."

"When did I, Dayun, become such a kingdom of beasts and beasts?"

"These nineteen years, these forty-eight battles."

"This endless injustice in all directions, the disasters in the world, all started by Qin Zheng alone!"

"This man is a tiger and a wolf, and a beast!"

"If you want to put my big cloud in a catastrophe, it will never be recovered!"

"Minister Cui He, die today."

The gray-haired old man trembled and took off his official uniform, removed the crown, and carefully folded his clothes.

"Minister Cui He, please ask Your Majesty, kill Qin Zheng, refrain from foreign wars, cultivate people's livelihood, and communicate with foreign countries."

"To reassure the people of the world."

"To inherit the virtues of our ancestors."

"Chen Cui He."

"Knock on His Majesty the Emperor."

The old man said, walking towards the palace step by step.

None of the guards of the Imperial City dared to step forward to stop him.

But the palace on the city tower reacted quickly, closed the palace gate as soon as possible, and then hid and pretended to be dead, and let Cui He say something at the bottom, that is, he didn't show up, and he didn't plan to open the door.

Cui He had already expected this, and he was neither disappointed nor hopeful.

In fact, he knows that in today's big clouds, everyone is eager for war.

Without war, how could so many domestic goods be sold?

Where to find the shortage of so many slave laborers in the country?

How to fill the gap raised in the big discussion year after year?

But when did the big cloud become like this?

Where did the big clouds that were peaceful and peaceful go?

The old man thought about it, and his palm touched the palace gate.

It's cool.

It's like decades ago, when he first entered the palace senate, it was as cold as it was.

At that time, there would always be children coming to beg for candy.

The girl would also lead her son to stand at the palace gate and wait.

Clever and beautiful.

However, she and the child are already memories of many years ago.

That obedient and lovely child has also died in the war more than ten years ago.

Cui He sighed lightly.

I died at the palace gate, and a flower poured out of my blood.