In fact, all officials in the DPRK had expected this day.
With Dajing's national strength, if it were to confront the two countries, the final result would definitely be a low chance of winning.
"What's ridiculous is that officials in the DPRK and China had long expected that such a day would come, so they have been amassing money over the years and have already planned a way out, while turning a deaf ear to the national crisis."
Chang Shan sighed helplessly and said: "Back then, when there was civil strife in Beixiang, we finally had a chance to breathe, but it was ruined like this."
String String opened his mouth and said, "There should be a chance."
When she heard this, she felt very uncomfortable.
Although the palace was so unkind, it was once her home, and she did not want to see the country and family destroyed.
When asked this question, Chang Shan fell silent and said: "What if there is a way? For those officials in the court, escaping is the most important thing. I am afraid that many people will leave the city tonight...
…”
Chen Changsheng asked: "How many people are willing to stay?"
Chang Shan opened his mouth and said: "Less than 10%."
This sounds really ridiculous, not even 100 percent.
String String pursed his lips and sighed: "How could this happen..."
"The world in the past years was too peaceful."
Chang Shan said: "Those who have enjoyed happiness naturally do not want to fall into the abyss. They only have money and power in their eyes and have long forgotten their family and country."
He continued: "The quarrel in the court today was particularly fierce. Almost 90% of the officials were trying to persuade the officials to move to Jingnan and give up going to Beijing."
"But if we really let him go, what's the use of moving to Jingnan? Once he goes to the capital, there will be no chance of improvement."
It is already a powerful crossbow. If it retreats further, it will be an abyss.
"Today at the court, Mr. Zhang risked his life to appear in court, asking the officials to stay in the capital to stabilize the morale of the army, and then to ask for help from Dajing Jianghu. If this is the case, Dajing still has a glimmer of hope!"
"If they are moved, they will inevitably die in the end, but even so, they are not willing to fight for that glimmer of life, they just want to survive in the world."
"This is true for all officials, and so is the official family!"
Having said this, Chang Shan could no longer conceal the anger in his heart, banging the table in front of him and shouting loudly.
"There is obviously still a glimmer of hope!"
The stone table banged, and the string music on the side was a little startling.
In her impression, Chang Shaoqing should be kind, but at this moment, he was so terrifying, with anger and unwillingness in his eyes.
A hammer and a punch, seeming to denounce this rotten dynasty.
Chang Shan suddenly fell silent. He looked at Mr. and asked: "Sir..."
"Can this great scene really be saved?"
Chen Changsheng held the book in his hand. When Chang Shan asked this question, he was also thinking...
Can this great scene really be saved?
It should be said that there is still a need to save him.
Baiguan has no family and country in his heart. Even if he saves Da Jing in the end, what will it be of use?
Chen Changsheng took off the gourd, raised his head and took a sip of wine.
He asked: "If it was really hopeless, would you leave?"
Chang Shan fell silent.
The breeze blows.
The leaves on the tree fell down and fell on the stone table.
Chang Shan raised his head, met the gentleman's eyes, and he said calmly.
"Sir, I am Shaoqing..."
He said this very calmly, as if it was a matter of course.
In Chang Shan's heart, he has his own principles, which come from the mountain, from the contemplation, and from the Taoist scriptures.
Chen Changsheng looked at him and couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
Think back to those days.
The little Taoist priest stood in front of him and once said something that made him feel dazed.
'Chang Shan feels that some things must be done by someone. You can't always think about why it's me, but you should think about why it can't be me. This is the right way.'
It is a man to do something when you know it cannot be done.
In the end, the gentleman could not give an answer.
Chang Shan was not disappointed, nor did he blame his husband. In his opinion, this situation was hopeless. He was an immortal in heaven, so why did he interfere in human affairs?
He had no choice but to continue walking on the path he was on. As for the outcome, it would be fine if it didn't go against his will.
…
The last twilight fell on the horizon.
The sky has completely darkened, and Shangjing City is much quieter than usual tonight, but in the darkness, it seems to be extremely noisy.
There is a tall building in Shangjing City, named Xiangyuan.
Standing on this tall building, overlooking the entire Shangjing, you can see more than a hundred squares and towering towers in the distance.
The time has come.
The originally quiet Shangjing City suddenly started to make some noises.
Above the Xiangyuan Pavilion, Chen Changsheng took a sip of wine and saw many more carriages and horses in the streets and alleys.
The people on the carriages and horses were in a panic, rushing out of the city and fleeing to the south.
"The righteousness of the family and the country is ultimately inferior to the interests of others, which is really sad."
Chen Changsheng sighed, raised his head and took another sip of wine.
In just a moment, the guard at the city gate opened the city gate. All he needed was a few silver coins. Not only the officials wanted to escape, but also the guard.
A figure came from behind Chen Changsheng.
Zhong Zhengyuan asked: "Why is Mr. Chen drinking alone here?"
Chen Changsheng raised the gourd, shook it and said, "Want a bite?"
Zhong Zhengyuan shook his head and said with a smile: "No, Zhong still likes to drink tea."
Chen Changsheng put away the wine gourd and immediately looked towards the city gate.
Zhong Zhengyuan followed Chen Changsheng's gaze and saw that the gate of the city was overcrowded. The soldiers at the top of the city turned a blind eye and opened the gate to let them escape.
Zhong Zhengyuan said: "This Dajing court hall is rotten from top to bottom. It is so sad to just run for one's life in times of crisis."
Chen Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief and said: "It has become normal for the world to be self-centered. How many people really care about their country and their country? But now the walls are in ruins and the relationship is sad."
"Just take a look. After a while, there may be more people leaving."
Zhong Zhengyuan asked: "If everyone leaves, who will save this scene?"
Chen Changsheng thought for a moment and said, "There will always be someone to save you."
Zhong Zhengyuan smiled warmly and said: "When I came here, Mr. Chen once said that he wanted the world to be more pleasing to the eye, so he bet with me on the outcome of this great scene. Zhong was filled with emotion and wanted to see how Mr. Chen could save the world. But now, Zhong
I didn’t see anything.”
Perhaps the wine entered the throat and intestines, giving rise to the drunkenness.
Chen Changsheng's face also turned a little rosy. He exhaled a breath of alcohol and said: "Chen also once told Mr. Zhong that the destiny of this great scene is seven percent in the sky and three percent in the people. Even though this great scene is so bad,
Even though we are mud, there are also extraordinary people.”
"A few days ago, Chen met an old man, and he told me the words 'the way of being an official.' Chen thought to himself, maybe this great scene..."
"There is still a chance."
Zhong Zhengyuan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then secretly shook his head.
He saw that Chen Changsheng seemed to be hesitating.
In his impression, Chen Changsheng had always been a cheerful person, but in this matter, there was something different.
Zhong Zhengyuan looked at the people running away from the city gate.