Chapter 270: The monsters are still alive!

Jiankang, a country in the Southern Dynasty, surrounded by Qinhuai in the south, leaned against Houhu in the north, and was surrounded by the Yangtze River in the west, forty miles from east to west, south and north. It was the capital of Shengao for more than 300 years, and was the southern continent...

No!

It should be said to be one of the largest and most prosperous cities in the entire four continents.

Outside Jiankang City, there are many satellite cities surrounding it to form a guarding momentum. There are fourteen main streets in the city, nine east-west and five north-south, meaning nine five supreme.

The imperial palace Jiankang Palace is located in the center, and there are more than 500 Buddhist temples spread out of the city.

Due to the unblocking of the Beihai Spring and the invasion of cold air, the entire Nanzhan Continent has passed two full years under the strong storm and snow.

Whether it is the barren mountains, wild ridges, or the cities and villages, there are thick layers of snow everywhere, covering the silver, covering the corpses.

However, Jiankang is an exception.

On the streets and in the palace, there are groups of people cleaning up the ice and snow at all times, and constantly sending them to the outside of the city, making Jiankang a little gray in this piece of silver.

Compared with the past, Jiankang is much more desolate now, but compared with other parts of the Southern Continent, it is thousands of times better.

Especially in Jiankang Palace and in the Palace of Paradise.

Someone trespassed the palace?!

The guard commander was shocked, quickly accelerated his pace, and led his subordinates to rush out of the palace.

However, the commander of the guard was very knowledgeable. Even if he saw this, he still had some luck. He stepped forward and asked, "Monkey, who are you? Why did you trespass the palace? The Dengwen Drum just now was ringing?"

"Shen Kang! What are you doing!"

As the sound of the Dengwen drum sounded, the sound of silk and bamboo in the Palace of Paradise also stopped. The faces of the favorite ministers changed slightly. They secretly looked at each other and then looked at the emperor.

Don't I know the serious snow disaster?

Those who dare to beat the drum without regard to their own life and death at this time must be loyal and righteous people with the hearts of the world!

What a pity! Another one of these loyal and righteous people is missing!

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard a noisy and noisy sound from afar, and there was also a faint sound of weapons colliding.

Before Shen Kang finished speaking, he saw the monk looking over coldly.

The drum was not first established in the Southern Dynasty. As early as the ancient times of Yao and Shun, there was a "drum that dared to advise". Anyone who wanted to speak out for advice or complain about wrongdoing can use the drum to speak out.

The sound of drums outside was not stopped, but instead became more and more rapid and loud!

There was a pretty woman wearing a black gauze dress and dressed in a gorgeous manner, two big men with thick and round and dark bodies, and even an old couple who looked sixty or seventy years old, holding a girl who was seven or eight years old.

"I obey the order." The favorite ministers immediately stood up and joined in, twisting with the music of silk and bamboo.

"Dengwengu? Why are there anyone who dares to beat Dengwengu? Are you not afraid of death?"

Finally stopped!

The guard commander breathed a sigh of relief, slowed down, and looked a little regretful.

But at this moment, the monk suddenly flew up and shook the monk's sleeves.

The guard's face changed, and he hurried out of the hall gate and summoned his soldiers, but when they were still waiting for them to go, Dengwengu suddenly stopped.

...

Just one glance, he was so scared that his face turned pale and he sat on the ground with his butt, and he couldn't say a word.

So much so that a large group of them were forced to retreat repeatedly by these few rabble people.

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At this moment, what can the drumbeat say?

It's nothing more than a snow disaster!

Don't your Majesty know?

Below him, there were six tables on both sides of the hall. On the left are a group of favorite ministers in the court, and on the right are six old monks, all of whom are famous monks and living Buddhas of the Southern Dynasties and national teachers of the Southern Dynasties.

Later on, the components of the personnel become more complicated.

Compared to the great monk's Yi Wuqian and the little monk's excitement, the people behind him were much more normal, with their eyes flashing and their expressions showing uneasiness.

"Monster, why don't you put away your magic quickly, otherwise you will wait for the national master..."

The sound of singing and dancing in silk and bamboo continued to be heard, and the air was floating not only with the aroma of fine wine and delicacies, but also with the fragrance of rouge.

When the emperor spoke, the favorite ministers picked up the wine glasses, while the national masters used tea instead of wine. After toasting, they raised their heads and drank them, and then pointed the mouth of the glass down to indicate that they had drunk all.

Commander of the Guard: "???"

However, before they could dare to go outside the palace, they had just passed a palace gate and ran into the group of rioters who dared to trespass the palace.

Bang!

The emperor suddenly grabbed the wine jar in his hand, slammed it hard on a musician's head, and shouted loudly: "If you don't play music well, see what I do?! Do you want to see my jokes?"

Since there is no hope in this life, he wants to go to the Pure Land after his death, or be the emperor for the next life.

He held a Zen stick in his right hand and a golden bowl in his left hand. He sank his face, his steps firmly, with an indomitable determination.

But as they howled, they realized something was wrong—

The national masters were much more reserved and did not participate in it, but looking at the calm expression, it was obvious that they were not surprised by the scene in front of them.

However, no soldier could tell him how he kicked, beaten and shouted, and he only knelt there and kept kowtowing.

Second, build temples, cast Buddha statues, gilded the Buddha's body, and rewarded monks in the country with large numbers.

But now, he doesn't care.

This is also the reason why the Southern Dynasty’s national teacher changed from one to six!

It was snowing outside the hall, and the sound of silk and bamboo in the hall became more and more exciting. In an instant, it seemed that the days of singing and dancing in the past were restored.

The emperor ignored his begging for mercy and called another guard commander, saying, "Those wastes have been there for so long just now, why hasn't the drum sound stopped yet? Lead a team of people to take a look! If the drum sound does not stop within three quarters of an hour, you don't have to come back!"

Swish!

The arrows in the sky were all rolled in with his sleeves, and then he swung them casually, and the arrow flew backwards faster than before.

Many farmers who were sweeping the snow paused, looked up at the direction of Dengwengu, but soon lowered their heads and continued to be busy.

It’s not that they work diligently, but that there are officials behind them staring at them. Once their hands move slowly and the snow on the ground covers their ankles, what awaits them is a whip.

Sure enough, the emperor's face changed when he heard Dengwengu's face and his expression became ferocious. He seemed to be a tiger that wanted to eat people. He roared and summoned the guards outside the hall and said, "You guys, go and catch the bastard who beat Dengwengu for me and beat him to death!"

As soon as the sound of silk and bamboo in the hall stopped, the musicians and dancers were so scared that their faces were pale and trembling, and they looked at the furious emperor in horror.

The Southern Dynasties also followed the convention of the previous dynasty and set up a drum outside the palace gate. Ordinary people could beat the drum and monument to seek justice, make suggestions to the court, or raise objections to the policy, etc.

The musician dancer was so scared that his face was pale, and the sound of silk and bamboo music sounded again.

"The Palace of Paradise is ahead, so you can't let them move forward any further!"

The earth dragon burned day and night, and the palace maids and servants inside were wearing only one single robes, which was enough to keep the cold.

"Get up! Get up!"

The musician was hit and bleeding from the head, but he didn't dare to wipe it at all. He just knelt down and kept kowtowing: "I don't dare! I don't dare! Your Majesty, please spare your life!"

This blizzard lasted for two years, and there was no sign of stopping.

Those grass people who deserve to die have long died, and those who are not dead are almost dead, so there is no need to waste their energy on them.

"Come on, pull him down! Kill the stick!"

thump!

I don’t know which soldier knelt down first, and the other soldiers also knelt down on the ground and kowtowed hard: “Saint Monk, mercy! Thank you for saving our lives!”

"Stop! The great monk, trespassing into the important place of the palace, is the death penalty for killing the nine clans! Are you looking for death?"

They looked down and found that the arrows had no arrows, and they were all wooden sticks shot on them.

Just so old, do you have to use bows and arrows?

Can't those damn bastards make me feel more at ease?

Facing the main seat in the center, the Southern Dynasty emperor was wearing only a goose yellow underwear, raised his wine glass with drunken eyes and said with a smile: "Come on, my dear friends, have another drink with me!"

"It must be a naughty young man from another place. He heard about Dengwen drums from somewhere, so he went to beat the drums recklessly!"

"Since the order."

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

At this time, a rapid and heavy drum sound suddenly rang out, spreading into the hall and throughout Jiankang City.

The dancing movements of the favorite ministers also slowed down a little, and they carefully observed the emperor's expression, fearing that they would be vented.

He shouted at the musician dancers around him again: "Did I ask you to stop? Keep playing music and keep dancing!"

"Come!"

Your Majesty knew very well, but he didn't care, and he didn't want to hear it.
To be continued...