Huo Guang was in a trance for a while.

He couldn't think clearly, under his nose, how could there be such a person who dared to oppose him in person in the court where the Huo Party was in power.

Can one Liu De set off such a big storm?

After a while, the wall-riding faction that was still standing in place finally couldn't stand.

They all fell to their knees in the temple without hesitation, and they were even more muffled in their mouths.

But no one could hear clearly.

For a moment, the entire front hall was silent, falling into a deathly silence.

At this moment, the sun had risen, and a warm golden yellow poured in from outside the temple gate.

This warm light shrouded Huo Guang's body, but he didn't feel a trace of warmth, but felt that the sunlight was like a blood-stained blade, making him chill all over.

The mournful cry of an old goose came in, hovering and echoing on the tall and empty roof of the front hall, unusually graceful and desolate.

Is this the lonely old goose I saw yesterday?

Huo Guang suddenly felt a little tired.

For the first time in more than a decade, he felt at a loss.

He desperately wanted to know who was behind this court fight.

Including Cai Yi, the imperial historian who had just knelt down together, all the people in the court had already fallen to the ground.

Huo Guang couldn't see their expressions at all, so how could he know who was in the way?

It had been some time since the last courtier knelt down, and a familiar and unfamiliar voice came from the heads of the courtiers and entered the ears of everyone including Huo Guang.

"I have seen all of your Aiqing's thoughts now."

The voice of the Son of Heaven was as calm as ever, and even a little calmer than before.

However, it was this voice without any emotion that made Huo Guang suddenly realize something.

On the top of this great hall, besides himself, there was another person who was also standing.

With a hint of suspicion, Huo Guang turned his head to look in the direction of the Son of Heaven.

I don't know why, a wave of indescribable complex emotions like a tide permeated his heart.

When Huo Guang's gaze touched the red and black robe of the Son of Heaven, a strange thought flashed through his mind.

This thought was like a terrible insect, and as soon as that little head whisker appeared, Huo Guang felt a chill, and then the whole person was as cold as falling into an ice cave.

Whether it is Liu De, Cai Yi, or Zhang Anshi, it is impossible to use his name as a banner to pinch together so many courtiers in the court.

The person who can act as this banner can only be him - Liu He, the great Han emperor standing in the front hall like himself at this moment!

Although Huo Guang felt a little unbelievable, when all possibilities were ruled out, the remaining impossibilities became possible.

Huo Guang, who was already a little weak under his feet, once again looked up at the Son of Heaven who was high above, quietly waiting for him to say the next sentence.

"Just now, the middle father asked me to make a decision, which is his trust in me, but when I first ascended the throne, I still saw through the affairs of the court in a fog, and I couldn't see through it at a glance."

"But now, with more than 100,000 troops on the march, the court must not be turbulent and distracted, so I must make this decision......

Huo Guang still had luck in his heart, and he looked at the Son of Heaven with some expectation, hoping to read some signs from the other party's face.

However, the angular face of the Son of Heaven was tightly covered by the jade algae - the jade was gentle and gentle, the algae was gorgeous and strong, and Huo Guang couldn't see the expression of the Son of Heaven at all.

"I see that there seem to be more courtiers in the palace at this moment, and there are more courtiers who support the restoration of the ancestral system, so I believe in the decision of the secretaries ......."

"I have decided that from today onwards, under the north gate of Weiyang Palace, a bus study room will be added, which will be garrisoned by bus Sima, and all the officials and people in the world can directly submit books to me, and all the chapters will be sorted out by the Imperial Historian's Mansion, and then submitted to the Menxia Temple to me."

"Of course, I don't have a pro-government yet, this move is only to open up the way of speech, not to interfere with the power of the Shangshu Department to deal with Zhang Song, and all government affairs are still handled by Zhong Father on my behalf."

"I'm trying to just watch and not do it now, so as not to confuse the decree." This "as much as possible" leaves a lot of possibilities.

"Cai Yi and Ren lost their honor in front of the palace, and they were fined half a year for ......"

From here on, Huo Guang didn't hear a word of the Son of Heaven's words from then on, he saw that the Son of Heaven was like a humanoid statue, and he gave an edict without any emotion.

All the government is still decided by the middle father.

The Son of Heaven said it nicely, but he had a knife hidden in his sleeve - this move at least gave those who were hiding in the shadows and opposed Huo Guang a chance to attack.

What's more, today's events are a wind direction.

Huo Guang's power to "say one thing and not two" in the court seems to be gone.

That's the most dangerous sign.

At this moment, Huo Guang was completely sober, and the sudden battle in the court today definitely had something to do with the Son of Heaven who kept calling himself the "middle father".

What the hell does the Son of Heaven want to do?!

Was the Son of Heaven coerced, or was he bewitched—or was he the mastermind?

The more Huo Guang thought about it, the more chilled he became.

No matter what the situation is - the situation of the court is dangerous; The Han River is in danger; The Huo family is glorious and dangerous.

……

The Son of Heaven's call was finally finished, and all the courtiers, including Huo Dang, received the will after bowing three more times.

During this period, although the Huo Party had some hesitation, they all retreated when they saw that even the general Huo Guang did not come forward to stop the Son of Heaven.

The Huo party, who was engulfed by the general trend of the court, had no room for resistance to this edict.

Now they can only obediently go with the flow and return to the position where the Han courtiers should have been standing - this is "etiquette", "moderation", and "duty." ”

Huo Guang, who was full of indignation, rarely did not bow down, but he did not say anything to stop the Son of Heaven.

All of a sudden, he felt that the world was spinning, and it seemed that the wind chill that had just improved had suddenly returned.

Could it be that I stood on the Danqi for a long time in the morning and the cold wind blew, so I was sick again?

"Let's get even." The Son of Heaven ordered, and everyone stood up and silently returned to the original queue.

In just a few breaths, the ministers returned to their thrones - nothing seemed to have happened in this front hall.

However, the expressions of these nearly 100 Han courtiers were very rich.

Relieved, happy, angry, frightened, puzzled, surprised...... Appeared on the faces of courtiers of different "factions".

Many people began to chew back on what had just happened, trying to get some different taste out of it.

……

The last person to walk from the hall to the right queue was Huo Guang.

In full view of everyone, the auxiliary minister, who was almost as tall as the front hall, walked a little lonely towards the place where he was standing.

He needed a moment to make sense of what was happening today.

Unexpectedly, the Son of Heaven actually stopped him.

"Father Zhong, do you still have military information to play today?"

Huo Guang stopped and looked at the Son of Heaven with some resentment—he couldn't guess what the Son of Heaven meant.

In the past, Huo Guang looked at this court and felt that everywhere was bright and open; But looking at it today, there are murderous intentions and thorns hidden everywhere.

Fortunately, Huo Guang has experience.

Just now, if you have already lost a game, you can't lose face anymore - if you lose face again, the Huo Party will disperse on the spot.

He cheered up a hundredfold and returned to the temple again, as if nothing had happened just now.

"The old man does have a military situation to play."

After that, Huo Guang told the story of the military situation that was supposed to play the Son of Heaven today.

His tone was as usual, but it seemed to be lacking in momentum to others.

In the next half an hour, Huo Guang finished talking about all the military information to be played in a calm tone.

When he finished the last word, the big bell on the bell tower of Weiyang Palace struck exactly six times—noon had arrived.

In the past, after Huo Guangshang finished performing military affairs, he would definitely be unanimously praised by the courtiers.

But today is different, after Huo Guang finished speaking, only a few people praised Huo Guang for his good planning and proper command.

Other than that, not much more.

The hard and tall image that Huo Guang has established with coercion and power over the past ten years seems to have some imperceptible cracks today.

The Son of Heaven routinely exhorted all the courtiers, especially mentioning the merits of the "middle father".

But I don't know why, between the words, there seems to be less intimacy than usual.

Everyone knows that the direction of the wind in the court has really changed.

"Ladies and gentlemen, do you still have something to do?" The Son of Heaven asked.

There was silence, and no one stepped forward.

The Great Dynasty Discussion was a passing motion, and enough had happened today.

"Then you Aiqing will disperse."

"No!"

The Son of Heaven didn't say anything more, and left the front hall through the special side door.

After seeing the Son of Heaven leave, the courtiers who had experienced a struggle finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Unlike the previous dynasty, the scattered dynasty does not need to queue up.

After a few moments of stalemate, the tired courtiers left one after another.

Only Huo Guang didn't leave, he stood in place, looking at the side door where the Son of Heaven left, his face was cloudy, as if he was thinking about something.

Ren Gong and Le Cheng and the others Huo Dang naturally saw Huo Guang's ugly face.

They also knew that this was not a place to talk to them, so after a hurried salute, they immediately left this place of right and wrong—they had to go back to the General's Mansion to talk about anything.

A quarter of an hour later, there was no one in the front hall except Huo Guang.

Huo Guang still looked fixedly at the side door where the Son of Heaven had left, how he wished that a little internal official would come and tell him that the Son of Heaven wanted to meet him.

Then, the Son of Heaven will weep bitterly in the greenhouse hall and admit his mistakes to himself - just like the last time he gave Emperor Xiaowu the temple number......

But Huo Guang waited for a long time, but he never waited for the Son of Heaven to summon him.

Huo Guang's heart was like ashes, and a mouthful of sweet blood poured out of his chest.

This mouthful of blood contains the exhaustion accumulated over the months, the remnants of the wind and cold, and the anger that has just been borne.

In the end, Huo Guang swallowed the blood back.

He turned and walked out of the temple.

Someone has broken the balance, and Huo Guang must fight back.

There is a shift this afternoon or evening, eating a bad stomach and pulling all night, barbecue + milk tea, killing people. In addition, everyone discusses the plot rationally, civilized language, you can scold me, don't scold book friends, otherwise you will be swallowed!

(End of chapter)