Morality and Righteousness

Author: Saragus

Morality and Righteousness

The back garden of the imperial palace and the Zhuxin Garden.

Ye Ansheng came to Duan Zi, leaned over and saluted: "Holy Ancestor, the two chamberlains have already sent them away."

Duan Zifang nodded with slight approval, turned to look at the stone tower in front of him, and sighed: "There are enough resentful spirits, but Qiancheng Kingdom does not have enough resentment. It has accumulated hundreds of years of resentment. Xu Zhiqiong is about to be killed."

It’s all gone.”

Ye Ansheng raised his head slightly, glanced at Duan Zifang, and then lowered his head again.

Duan Zifang smiled and said to Ye Ansheng: "You usually talk little. If you have something to ask, you must have been confused for a long time. Just ask."

"Holy Ancestor, since Xu Zhiqiong is the culprit, why not eradicate this person?"

Duan Zifang shook his head and said: "You have fought against him. You should know that you can't kill him. Even if you join forces with Shui Ling, it will be difficult to kill him."

"But..." Ye Ansheng stopped talking.

What he meant was that I couldn't kill him, so why didn't the Holy Ancestor take action himself?

Duan Zifang knew Ye Ansheng's thoughts and laughed and said, "If I kill Xu Zhiqiong in Qiancheng Kingdom, I'm afraid he will notice me."

He refers to the evil spirits of Qiancheng Kingdom.

Ye Ansheng still didn't understand: "Holy Ancestor, since you want him to wake up, why are you afraid that he will notice?"

Duan Zifang still shook his head: "If I anger him, he will be angry with me. If I ignite resentment and wake him up, he will be used by me."

Ye Ansheng's eyes moved slightly and he said nothing.

Duan Zifang smiled: "If you want to accumulate resentment, you don't have to kill Xu Zhiqiong. The resentment of the people of Qiancheng has dissipated, but some people are still very resentful. Tonight, let's go visit some friends."

Duan Zifang took Ye Ansheng to Prince Lu's Mansion.

After Hong Juncheng's death, the missing Hong Zhenkang was sent back to Prince Lu's Mansion and continued to be his prince.

As a pro-Picture sect, Hong Zhenkang had completely lost his power, and the ministers in the court kept a distance from him, so naturally there was no way to find money.

Anshi Yamen's business was deserted, subsidies could not be provided, and the imperial court had successively deprived them of their food and property. Now they can only rely on their salaries to survive.

In fact, his salary is quite generous, but it is far from the luxury that the prince is accustomed to.

Hong Zhenkang had dinner and sat silently in his bedroom, lamenting the hardship of his life.

The servant came to report, and Tuanzi, a merchant from Tunu, asked to see him.

Duan Zi Fang?

It is not easy to have someone come to your door, but is this person seen or not?

Hong Zhenkang was ostracized because of his prostitute. Wouldn't it be worse if he met Duan Zifang again now?

But even if we don't see him, the current situation will not get better. If we can get a sum of money from Duan Zifang, wouldn't it be a good thing?

Of course, a businessman wants to pursue profits. If things are not done for him, Duan Zifang will definitely not give up.

What can I do if I don’t want to give up?

I am still the prince of Qiancheng Kingdom, what can he do to me?

Hong Zhenkang invited Duan Zifang in, and Duan Zifang first offered Hong Zhenkang ten thousand taels of gold.

Seeing the gold, Hong Zhenkang showed a happy smile, and the communication between the two parties became much smoother.

After the greetings, Duan Zifang sighed: "The king is ignorant and has no moral principles, but he made King Lu suffer."

Hong Zhenkang was shocked: "Mr. Duan, be careful what you say."

Duan Zifang sneered: "What should we fear from a usurper? The late Emperor originally wanted to pass the throne to the Second Holy Son. Everyone in the world knows this.

The sycophantic minister Hong Zhenji tampered with the imperial edicts, stole the country, did not follow the ancient system, and acted recklessly. As a result, his loyal and good people suffered. He was successful at a young age, and thousands of people were eager to eat his flesh. Even though Duan is an outsider, he can't bear the resentment in his heart."

Hong Zhenkang's face turned pale with fright, and he waved his hands repeatedly and said: "I am loyal to the Lord God, and I have no second thoughts. Please don't mention such treacherous and unethical remarks in front of me. Mr. Duan, please go back."

Hong Zhenkang would rather return the gold to Duan Zifang than listen to another word from him.

Duan Zifang laughed loudly: "King Lu is worrying too much."

While talking, Ye Ansheng, who was sitting next to Duan Zifang, glanced at Hong Zhenkang.

There seemed to be ripples in the dark eyes.

Hong Zhenkang, who was originally panicked, suddenly calmed down a lot and even felt that Duan Zifang's words were somewhat credible.

But there were obvious contradictions between his words and the descriptions given by the officials.

"Mr. Duan, I heard from the ministers that before the death of the late emperor, he appointed Prince Shu as the crown prince. This was covered by an imperial edict."

Duan Zifang shook his head and said: "The edict is a forgery. Hong Zhenji used the power of the promulgator to force the officials to testify for him.

The Qiancheng Divine Lord has always been descended from father to son, and there has never been any precedent of descending from brother to younger brother. How could King Lu not have any doubts about such a clumsy deception?"

Hong Zhenkang has also been wondering why Hong Juncheng left his two sons without passing the throne and insisted on passing the throne to Hong Zhenji.

He glanced at Ye Ansheng again.

He now feels that Duan Zifang's words are becoming more and more credible.

Duan Zifang continued: "Since the death of Hong Huaxiao, the eldest son of the saint, King Lu has always regarded the two saints as his crown princes and supported them in every way. If the second saint, Hua Yun, ascends the throne, King Lu will be an important minister of the country, under one person and above ten thousand people.

, why should you be so ignored?"

Hong Zhenkang lowered his head and said nothing, all the resentment and unwillingness surged into his heart for a while.

After a long silence, Hong Zhenkang raised his head and said, "Brother Emperor, do you really want to pass the news to Huayun?"

He just wants a trace of evidence now, even just a trace.

Duan Zifang stared at Hong Zhenkang and said, "This is what King Lu saw with his own eyes. Did King Lu forget it?"

"Have you seen it with your own eyes?" Hong Zhenkang looked confused, and Ye Ansheng kept looking at him.

The waves in his eyes became more and more intense, as if countless waves were rolling, forming a huge whirlpool, pulling Hong Zhenkang's consciousness little by little to the center of the whirlpool.

Yes, I saw this with my own eyes.

The emperor wanted to pass the imperial edict to Huayun. I saw the edict and heard the emperor's words.

Hong Zhenkang became more and more certain that Hong Huayun was the one who wanted to be the God King.

Duan Zifang continued: "The Second Holy Son wants to raise an army to kill the faint king, and when he regains his position as a great treasure, he is willing to divide half of the king's kingdom. King Lu will get this good opportunity, and he should follow the holy son to do great things together!"

Let’s do great things together!

Hong Zhenkang nodded, picked up his pen, and wrote a letter to Hong Huayun.

Duan Zifang took the letter and came to Hong Huayun's mansion.

Hong Huayun and Hong Huaheng are in different situations. Hong Huaheng has gained Xu Zhiqiong's trust to a large extent, but Hong Huayun is the target of Xu Zhiqiong's special precautions. If he is not careful, he may be killed.

Hong Huayun usually never sees guests. Tonight, for some unknown reason, Duan Zifang suddenly entered his residence.

In shock, Hong Huayun was about to call someone, but he heard Duan Zi Fang say: "I risk my life to come here, and I am willing to help Shenjun get back to the 95th."

In less than a cup of tea, Hong Huayun looked at Duan Zifang and Ye Ansheng with bright eyes.

Under Ye Ansheng's gaze, he recalled some things.

He is the crown prince of the Qiancheng Kingdom. His father once personally issued an edict to make him the crown prince. He has said more than once in front of the ministers that he should be the heir to the Qiancheng Kingdom!

"I am the Divine Lord, I am the Lord of Thousand Vehicles! I will kill that traitor Hong Zhenji immediately!" Hong Huayun was shaking all over. He believed that all the memories were true. He wished he could pull Hong Zhenji down from the throne immediately. One snow ago

shame.

Following Duan Zifang's instructions, he wrote an edict, ordering Zhao Zhipeng, the commander of the imperial army, to assemble his troops and enter the palace three days later.

Next, Duan Zifang and Ye Ansheng found Zhao Zhipeng, and relied on Hong Huayun's edict and Hong Zhenkang's letter to reconstruct the memory of the commander of the Forbidden Army.

The commander of the imperial army immediately agreed, and three days later he raised his troops, stormed the palace, and killed the foolish king.

Returning to the back garden of the palace, Ye Ansheng asked Duan Zifang: "Holy Ancestor, what are the chances of Hong Huayun winning this battle?"

Duan Zifang shook his head and said: "Hong Huayun has no chance of winning. With this idiot's mind and methods, he is no match for Xu Zhiqiong."

Ye Ansheng was surprised: "That being the case, tonight's actions were not in vain?"

Duan Zifang laughed and said: "There are 800,000 soldiers of thousands of chariots, but the number of those who can fight is less than 400,000. We still have three days to win 200,000 of them. We can still fight in one battle."

Three days later, Hong Huayun will definitely be defeated. You will lead troops outside the city to support them, and I will help them get out of trouble in the city. The war will start from then on."

Ye Ansheng said: "With this 200,000-strong army, can Hong Huayun win?"

"Winning or losing doesn't matter anymore, and it doesn't matter who is the divine king."

Ye Ansheng understood Duan Zifang's intention.

The suffering and resentment caused by the fierce battle are what matters.

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To be continued...