The sky was just dark, and the door of the Xuanzheng Hall was full of civil and military officials.

All of them stood solemnly and waited for the morning court to listen to the announcement.

Today's early dynasty must be the concern of all parties.

However, the sun gradually rose, and it was already past the hour of the early dynasty, and seeing that it was already a corner, the door of the Xuanzheng Hall was still closed, and the eunuchs stationed in the Xuanzheng Hall did not appear to explain.

The hundred officials outside the hall couldn't help but start whispering.

After another half an hour, there was still no movement in the Xuanzheng Palace.

The old man in the armor who was not wearing an official uniform suddenly sighed slightly. Immediately, I saw him shake off the slight dew on his robe, straighten his clothes, and walk towards the high platform not far from the Xuanzheng Palace.

The high platform is called Knock Tiantai, which has existed since the establishment of the Xifeng Dynasty, and the imperial capital has been established for thousands of years. According to the historical records, the body of the knock roof platform is only carved by a whole piece of ivory thorn white jade, which is connected with the foundation of the imperial city, nine feet high, the whole body is engraved with complicated carvings, the lower layer is the change of mountains, rivers and mountains, the people of the world are happy, the middle layer is ten million steps leading directly to the upper layer, the upper layer is the blue sky and the white sun, there are gods and people to look down at it with the eyes of heaven. The gods and men observe the heavens and the earth and all the people, and maintain the order of the world. There are 9981 steps on its sunny side leading to the top of the high platform, the steps are extremely wide, and there are countless warning sayings engraved on it, which has the meaning of warning and also has the meaning of conscience. Although it has been weathered for a long time, it does not see any vicissitudes of life, simple and solemn, and seems to run through the past and the present.

On the top of the high platform stands a golden ancient bell, reflecting the scorching yellow light in the dazzling sunlight, as if it was drawn from the nine heavens, sacred and majestic. The bell is called the alarm king, and it has also experienced thousands of years on the high platform. Thousands of years of wind and rain, but it seems to be forever still in the long river of time, unchanged.

Zhong Jingshi suppressed the luck of the mountains and rivers and blessed all the people of the empire, and the sound of the bell could be heard by all the people, and it was deafening.

When the emperor succeeds to the throne, he needs to climb the platform and ring the alarm bell, which is also self-reflection..... They are a symbol of imperial rule and a recognition of imperial power.

At the same time, because of a certain theocratic color, the broad-mindedness of the God-man also gave all the people the right to speak and question.

It is also the quest for justice and justice for all peoples, and everyone can go up to the high platform to ask the heavens or warn the king.

But when the ants ask the sky, the price will inevitably be self-evident - to sacrifice themselves.

The ministers were slightly stunned, and then their faces suddenly changed greatly, and they rushed forward and surrounded the old man.

"Emperor, calm down!"

"Emperor, don't be impulsive, wait!"

"It's not worth it, Old Liu. ”

"Since the emperor said that he would give us an answer in three days, he naturally would not break his promise, and the emperor should not be confused for a while. ”

......

The old man didn't seem to hear everyone's admonition, raised his sleeves and pushed away the person in front of him, and his footsteps did not stop at all, "Although he is the teacher of the emperor and the prince, the old man knows that his qualifications are dull and not enough to serve as the emperor's teacher, so he has always been worried in his heart, and he feels ashamed of the title of the emperor." Back then, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was still living abroad, and he knew the mistakes of the old man. Now, the emperor is bent on going his own way, wanting to break the thousand-year-old pattern, but he is unwilling to give advice. Although the old decay does not understand its meaning, it is really the fault of the old decay back then, so the old decay should ask the sky, alert the emperor, and make up for the old decay. ”

The ministers were all stunned.

The old man continued to move forward, muttering in a voice that only he could hear, "A thousand years ago, the world was in turmoil and wars raging. In order to seek peace in the world, the Holy Ancestor led the princes to fight in all directions. Blood-stained sky, countless heroic horse leather shrouds, in exchange for a thousand years of peace. However, how can we forget the prophecy of a thousand years ago? The mountains and rivers are vast, the people are happy, the world is full of talents, and heroes are rising together, this is a prosperous era that the generation of the Holy Ancestors bought with their blood, how can our descendants be able to regenerate chaos? How dare we live up to the wishes of our ancestors?

The old man walked quietly to the high platform, and then stood still in front of the masked guardian in front of the high platform, bowed, and said loudly: "The ugly people Liu muttered to himself, and wanted to ask the sky with the body of an ant. ”

The ministers were stunned again, and then their faces were complicated.

But if you are a bad people, who among the people of the world is not a bad people?

Half a life as the emperor's teacher, fifteen years ago, Liu Shi finally resigned and went into hiding, and returned to his hometown.

Twelve years ago, due to the auspicious omen of the birth of the sixth prince, Liu Shi was invited out of the mountain again in response to public opinion and awarded the prince the teacher.

Three years ago, because the six princes insisted on going their own way, Liu Shi consciously had no way to teach, and resigned for the second time to apologize. However, the emperor was sympathetic to him, and not only did not accept his request to resign, but allowed him to appear in plain clothes in the future. Since then, Liu Shi has felt the benevolence of the emperor, and he will bow down to everything, and his liver and brain will be smeared.

And now, the emperor is bent on going his own way, but Liu Shi is responsible for his own fault, and he wants to ask the sky with all his might.

Teachers, teach people to do things, teach classics, and teach the principles of the world.

But what does the student's fault, not the teacher's fault, have to do with the teacher?

"Have you ever made up your mind?" the defender of the platform looked directly at the rickety old man in front of him and asked indifferently.

"The heart is like a rock. ”

"Will you regret it?"

"No regrets. ”

The defender nodded, and then clicked on the turntable in front of the old man, "Choose for yourself." ”

The old man smiled and pressed his hand on the turntable.

I saw the turntable rotate abruptly, and then it turned faster and faster, until several patterns on the turntable disappeared.

The old man withdrew his hand, and the turntable slowed down, then stopped, and the hands were on the fire mark.

The defender of the platform glanced at the pattern lightly, then took a deep breath and said loudly, "Today should be hot." The sound was rolling, and it spread almost throughout the entire imperial capital.

But the ministers all changed their faces, and then their faces showed sadness.

Burning Punishment?!

It is a punishment of burning.

Is the emperor who has worked hard for nearly a lifetime for the great stream wind to end up like this?

The old man just smiled, as if he had put life and death out of the way.

The defender looked at the old man again, and said indifferently: "Do you really regret it?"

The old man smiled slightly and said calmly: "No regrets." ”

The defender sighed and said calmly: "If you don't regret it, go ahead." There was a bit of regret in his voice.

The old man nodded calmly, then turned and walked towards the steps of the rooftop.