Edict of Prison.

Listening to Kong Yinzhi's words, everyone in the Kong clan stared wide-eyed, looking at Kong Yinzhi who was dressed, embroidered brocade robe and spitting spitting in horror.

At this time, in the cell on the left.

The people of the Kong clan, who had originally wanted to take refuge in the imperial court, suddenly became excited after reacting.

It seems that Yan Shenggong also chose betrayal, just like us!

That's right, this is what our Yan Shenggong should do, people, only alive can think about other things, if you die, there will be a fart.

For a while, listening to Yan Shenggong's impassioned criticism and slander of the Holy Ancestor, the people in the cell on the left suddenly felt refreshed.

I only think that this article is extremely beautiful, and its rhetoric is gorgeous, no less than Chen Lin's article on the thief.

A group of people even began to shake their heads and read along.

"Bastard!" At this time, the people in the cell on the right finally reacted and began to curse at Kong Yinzhi.

However, before these words could be spoken, they were suppressed by Wang Xinzhi.

After reading an article about begging thieves, Kong Yinzhi also felt that his literary talent should be among the best in the world!

"Yan Shenggong, let's go?" Seeing this scene, Wang Xin stepped forward and respectfully made a gesture of please.

"These people ......" Kong Yinzhi looked at the people in the cells on both sides hesitantly, well, he was not worried about the life and death of these people, but mainly worried about how he would "start a business" without these people?

"Don't worry, I'll do it, I'll do it, Yan Shenggong, please." Wang Xinzhi smiled very kindly.

Seeing Wang Xinzhi smiling like this, Kong Yinzhi could only squeeze out a smile and turned to leave, and he could only do so at this point.

Anyway, whoever is an official is a deservant, and whoever is loyal is loyal.

Judging the situation and knowing the times is Junjie, this is what he should do, people, living in the moment is the most important thing.

With a sigh, Kong Yinzhi left the cell.

"Have a good talk with the people in the cell on the right, and if you can talk about it, if you can't talk about it, then give you a lantern to keep you company, and the gentlemen in the cell on the left, take it to wash up and leave......"

"Yes!" A brocade-clothed guard next to him bowed.

The Chongzhen line is in full swing to tamper with history, erasing the traces of the existence of the Confucian family little by little, and several other Ming worlds are not idle.

Now that there are monsters in the heavens, it is obvious that the frenzy of aura revival has completely arrived, whether it is Jiajing or Zhu Houzhao, they are all thinking of taking this opportunity to add a wave of heritage to their world.

Among them, the demon clan legion is one of the focuses of their development.

……

……

Parallel to the Ming Dynasty, Jiajing line.

In the Qianqing Palace, Jiajing was lying on a soft chair, his eyes slightly closed, and he looked down condescendingly, Yan Song, who was covered in patches and aged Longzhong.

When ordinary people see him, they will not associate him with Yan Song and Yan Ge Lao, who once dominated the world.

Jiajing, who has seen the historical trend of later generations, naturally knows that according to the original historical trend, less than a year after his death, Yan Song also died.

And the end is extremely miserable!

"I'm back." Jiajing opened his mouth, as if he was talking to an old friend for many years, and as if he was talking to his pet.

"Back to ......" Yan Song opened his mouth, and after a while, he said again: "Back to Your Majesty, sinners, come back." ”

After saying a word, he was already out of breath.

The sound between the trachea can still be heard as if it was blocked by something, and it makes people feel extremely uncomfortable, as if he will die in the next moment.

"Do you know why I brought you back?" Jiajing said.

“…… Sinners, I don't know. Yan Song lowered his eyebrows, kneeling on the ground with his waist bent, and no one could see his eyes.

Jiajing didn't care what he thought.

"Have you heard about what happened in Daming recently?" Jiajing asked again.

Yan Song's body trembled slightly, and said, "Congratulations to Your Majesty, you have obtained the Immortal Law, and God bless Daming." ”

"Hmph." Jiajing smiled slightly, raised his hand, and Huang Jin immediately took a booklet and stepped forward respectfully.

"Yan Song, you have a good grandson, a good great-grandson, they have made great contributions to my Ming Dynasty, and they can be regarded as washing away a lot of sins." Jiajing said, waving his hand and motioning Huang Jin to show the booklet to Yan Song.

"This is me, judging from the history books of later generations, you can also take a look."

Yan Song trembled and took the booklet from Huang Jin's hand and opened it, and the first page was what his grandson Yan Shaoting did in the later life.

"Yan Shifan colluded with the Japanese and was killed, his son has a backbone, and he can be regarded as getting up from where he fell, when my grandson was in power, he was brave and loyal in the war against the Japanese Invaders, and he was meritorious in pacifying the Japanese Invaders."

"With his own strength, he washed away the stain that your father and son brought to him."

Saying that, Jiajing raised his finger and said, "Yan Shaoting's son, Yan Yuncong is also very good, he is very similar to you......"

Yan Song's hands trembled and looked at the booklet in his hand, a pair of old eyes drooped and swayed, and after a while, old tears were rampant.

"I like to live alone in a fighting room, I forget to read books, I love books like life, I cherish yin like gold, I attack the "Five Classics" by day, and I practice the art of war at night."

"Not only is he a good looker, but he is also both civil and military!"

During the Apocalypse in later generations, in the martial arts examination held in Beijing, Yan Yuncong played extremely well, won all battles, and won the title of "Wujinshi". ”

"He is in your handwriting, the first pass in the world, the huge plaque of Shanhaiguan led the troops to the captivity, and defended my Ming border many times, and he is a generation of famous generals!"

"Yan Song." Jiajing looked indifferently at Yan Song, who was kneeling in the hall and crying bitterly, and said, "Your Yan family can be regarded as a successor!" ”

"And that's one of the reasons why I decided to restart you."

"One Jiazi Shouyuan Jindan, one Pill, one Five Elements Replenishing Heaven Pill, Shouyuan Pill needless to say, Refining the Myelin Pill helps you wash the essence and cut the marrow, and the Five Elements Replenishing Heaven Pill can make you have the qualification to practice, you are still in the cabinet, but I am afraid that the position of this Shoufu will not be given to you......"

Jiajing said, Huang Jin had already placed the three jade bottles in front of Yan Song.

"Criminal, how can you ......" Hearing Jiajing's words, Yan Song's head slammed on the floor and cried.

"This world is the country, what is the country?" Jiajing said, raised his hand, sat up and paced to the door of the main hall, and said:

"The country is me, I am the world, and the ministers and the people are good."

"You're all dependent on me for survival!"

"Whether it is the clear water of the Yangtze River or the turbid Yellow River, the Yellow River and the Yangtze River have irrigated the fields on both sides of several provinces. The Yangtze River is always clear, and the Yellow River should be turbid, this is the way of heaven! ”

"What is the way of heaven? Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs, who have been treated favorably, and who have been treated poorly? All things are equal! ”

"Whoa." Outside the main hall, the wind poured in, Jiajing's robe agitated, and his eyes were deep, looking directly at the sky. In his eyes at this moment, the sky is him, he is the sky, and his will is the Tao.

Behind him, Yan Song had stopped crying.

His Majesty never said these words, but he always understood that in the eyes of His Majesty, the world is not for the people, but for him alone.

For him, whether it is a clear stream, or a traitorous and corrupt official, he is a tool he uses to govern the world.

The art of the emperor is more important than balance!

Ridiculous, those so-called clear streams will never understand.

"Yan Song, the good days are still ahead, don't let me down again, and the panic of the world, our monarchs and ministers also have a place!"

"Minister, I will live up to Your Majesty's trust!" Yan Song said in a deep voice.

Jiajing opened the chat group, looked at the spiritual realm displayed by Taizong in the family group, and couldn't help but have a touch of envy in his eyes.

The spiritual realm, for a person in power like him, knows what it means.

"Taizong said that each world will enter the aura revival in advance, and coal and oil will breed demon beasts, and spirit beasts ......" Jiajing's eyes flickered, and his heart moved, and he sent a message to Hai Rui.

[Emperor Jiajing of the Ming Dynasty: Come to the Qianqing Palace. 】

Hai Rui, who received the news, was discussing the reform with the ministers in the Wenhua Palace, and after seeing the news of Jiajing, he frowned, got up and arched his hand to everyone, and said, "Your Majesty summoned, I will go first." ”

When everyone saw Hai Rui get up, they also got up.

Today's Hai Rui, everyone knows that he is an existence that has obtained the immortal law with His Majesty.

Everyone wants to get the immortal law, and His Majesty naturally didn't dare to ask, so Hai Rui became the only object they wanted to talk to.

So even if Hai Rui is not a high-ranking official, the identity of that immortal cultivator alone is enough to attract their attention.

As soon as Hai Rui arrived at the gate of the Qianqing Palace, he saw Yan Song walking out with the support of the eunuch.

Looking at Yan Song with a red face, how could Hai Rui not know that Yan Song had been given the elixir, and he had also read the history of the later generations, well, now that history is still in the group warehouse.

"This, it must be Haigang Peak, have been looking up ......for a long time" Yan Song raised his drooping eyelids and arched his hand with a smile.

"I can't praise Yan Ge's old man for a long time!" After speaking, Hai Rui strode directly to the side, but when he passed by Yan Song, he said in a cold voice, "Da Ming is destined to be the Immortal Cultivation Dynasty in the future!" ”

"Old and not dead is a thief, old thief is not dead and thieves in the world, if you are not careful, you will be guilty of heaven, and it will be difficult to die at that time."

"I hope Elder Yan Ge can remember these words."

Hearing Hai Rui's words, the smile on Yan Song's face retracted, and then nodded, "I remember Hai Gangfeng's words. ”

"But I also have a word to tell Hai Gangfeng......"

Hearing this, Hai Rui, who had already walked more than ten steps, took a slight step under his feet, turned his back to Yan Song, tilted his head slightly, and said, "Please advise." ”

"Hmph, hmph." Yan Song laughed suddenly, in the old laughter, there was no indescribable meaning, I saw him slowly raise his head, looked at the sky that began to float snowflakes, and only said four words, "Be in awe of the sky!" ”

"Hmph, hmph......" After speaking, Yan Song walked away with a smile under the support of the eunuch, and the laughter came from afar, and Hai Rui looked at the hall in front of him with a calm face when he heard this, and strode forward.

Heavy snow flies, dyeing the ground white in the blink of an eye.

On the square outside the Qianqing Palace, one left and one right, one clear and one turbid, staggered, slowly on the snow in their respective directions.

“……”

(End of chapter)