Chapter 132: Full of benevolence, righteousness and morality
The teahouse was still lively and everything was as usual.
The storyteller on the stage was eloquent and his words were so vivid and inspiring.
The audience applauded again and again, and were increasingly looking forward to the story behind it.
But all this seems to have nothing to do with the two gentlemen upstairs.
The tea is cold.
Chen Changshang breathed a sigh of relief and asked after regaining his composure: "How did he die?"
Zhong Zhengyuan said: "I went into the palace at midnight last night and handed over a piece of paper. When I left the palace, I was overwhelmed and fell in front of the Meridian Gate..."
Chen Changsheng was twirling the teacup, feeling lost in thought for a moment.
"Just die like that..."
Chen Changsheng was a little confused and muttered: "He must be reluctant to die."
Zhong Zhengyuan said: "Human life is inherently fragile, Mr. Chen should understand."
Chen Changsheng opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.
He still didn't believe that Liu Huaizhang would be willing to die like this.
When Zhong Zhengyuan saw Chen Changsheng getting up, he couldn't help but paused and asked, "Where are you going, Mr. Chen?"
Chen Changsheng walked towards the outside and answered without looking back.
"Go and ask why."
Zhong Zhengyuan blinked and said, "Why?"
"He didn't deserve to die last night."
Chen Changsheng said something and then left the teahouse.
Zhong Zhengyuan froze in front of the table, feeling a little confused.
What is...
Shouldn't he have died last night?
Chen Changsheng was a little unhappy because Liu Huaizhang broke his appointment twice and because Liu Huaizhang died without any explanation.
We made an appointment yesterday, so we left at night.
When Liu Huaizhang stood in front of Chen Changsheng, how could he not see the date of Liu Huaizhang's death?
Chen Changsheng frowned slightly and walked quickly towards the palace.
There were palace guards guarding the Meridian Gate, and Chen Changsheng cast a spell to avoid all sight and walked into the palace.
…
This deep palace is as deserted as ever.
Every place is neat and orderly, and there is no irregularity at all. These rules have worn away the minds of many people.
"Cough cough cough..."
A cough lingered in the dormitory.
The emperor Jingda who was lying on the dragon bed had gray hair and looked particularly old. However, this emperor was actually only at the age of knowing his fate. It was only in recent years that he had been involved in many things and had a head full of gray hair.
"Someone is coming..."
Yan Xun took a deep breath and said, "Water, I want to drink water."
However, when he spoke, there was no response at all.
Yan Xun, who was lying on the dragon bed, coughed and stood up.
"Where have everyone gone!"
Yan Xun couldn't help but feel a little angry when he saw that there was no response from the palace.
He glanced away, but he suddenly froze on the spot.
"you……"
Yan Xun was suddenly startled and sat upright.
I don't know when, but there was a man in a green shirt appearing in the palace.
The gentleman in green shirt was sitting on a chair nearby, reading a memorial in his hand.
When Yan Xun saw that the man didn't respond, he sat up from the dragon bed. He coughed and asked, "Who are you?"
Chen Changsheng raised his head, glanced at him, and said, "The officials might as well sit down for a meeting while Chen reads this memorial first."
Yan Xun frowned slightly, but after thinking about it for a while, he didn't get angry. Instead, he sat aside as the gentleman said.
The king, who has been in power for more than thirty years, has shown his composure as an emperor.
Upon seeing this, Chen Changsheng continued to read the memorial.
The handwriting on it had been revised in several places and was smudged. I thought I didn't have time to rewrite it, so I handed it over in a hurry.
In this memorial, there are only two points written.
The first is to advise the officials, hoping that the officials can uphold the law and rectify the officialdom like the late emperor, so that the common people will be resentful. The second is about the war in the Northern Territory. I hope the officials can put down some dignity and ask for help from Dajing Jianghu. This way
There is still a fight left.
Everything he said was worrying about his family and country.
Chen Changsheng murmured: "No wonder..."
He suddenly understood why Liu Huaizhang chose to die.
Chen Changsheng folded the paper again and put it back into the memorial.
Yan Xun paused for a moment, then asked, "But are you finished reading it?"
"Um."
Chen Changsheng turned his head, looked at Yan Xun, and asked: "Chen has some doubts and wants to ask the officials."
Yan Xun said calmly: "Just tell me."
Chen Changsheng said: "In the eyes of the officials, is it necessary to repeat the laws and regulations established by our ancestors and severely punish corrupt officials?"
Yan Xun thought for a moment after hearing this, and then said: "Even if you are an official, you must be greedy. In this officialdom, only a few people have a clear conscience. If they are severely punished, then everyone in the court will be in danger."
, who will do things with peace of mind? So just give him a small punishment."
"What if you don't know how to repent?" Chen Changsheng asked.
Yan Xun fell silent. After experiencing the night of being protected by officials and fleeing to Beijing, he had actually realized his mistake, but he just didn't want to accept it.
Because he is the emperor, he will not think that his decision-making is wrong.
When Chen Changsheng saw that he didn't answer, he continued to ask: "Let's leave this matter aside for the time being. Let's talk about the war in the Northern Territory. Now that Beixiang in the Northern Desert is going south to attack Jingjing, the Northern Territory is already in danger."
"There is still a strategy to use the people of the great scenery to defend the mountains and rivers. There is still a chance of winning, but it still requires the officials to look down and ask for help from the rivers and lakes. What do the officials think?"
Yan Xun did not hesitate this time and replied in a scolding manner.
"Nonsense!"
"Since ancient times, the rivers and lakes have used force to break the ban. There are 300,000 troops in the Great Scenery. The Northern Territory will definitely not be broken. Why ask for help from the rivers and lakes thieves?"
Chen Changsheng paused for a moment and asked: "In the eyes of officials, martial arts warriors are thieves who disrupt the country?"
"Isn't it?"
Yan Xun snorted coldly and said: "If you disrespect the law and cause harm to the great scenery, aren't you a thief?"
Chen Changsheng said: "Disrespect for the law seems to exist not only in Jianghu, but also among court officials. But why is there such a huge reaction when the officials bring it up? Is it just because the officials think they are thieves?"
Yan Xun frowned, as if he was ashamed and angry because his thoughts were exposed.
Chen Changsheng thought it was a bit ridiculous, so he stopped asking any more questions.
Full of benevolence and morality.
But in fact, it's just because of my heart and I can't bear to lose face.
Chen Changsheng picked up the memorial on the table again and asked, "Have the officials ever seen this memorial?"
Yan Xun glanced at the memorial, shook his head and said, "I've never seen it."
Chen Changsheng paused when he heard this and asked: "Master Liu walked several miles to the palace at midnight last night just to hand over this envelope. The official has not seen this envelope. Could it be that there was no one last night?"
See him?"
Yan Xun paused and did not answer.
Chen Changsheng understood and asked: "Why don't you see me?"
Yan Xun looked at the gentleman in green shirt. He was a little wary of this sudden arrival, but he was not afraid at all.
Yan Xun frowned and replied: "It was already past midnight last night, so I asked him to leave a memorial and come back tomorrow."
Chen Changsheng continued to ask: "Did the officials ever know about Mr. Liu's death at Meridian Gate?"
Yan Xun raised his head, not losing the emperor's arrogance. He did not answer, but in fact he did.
Even though he knew that Liu Huaizhang died at Wumen Gate, he still did not glance at the memorial.
Chen Changsheng already knew it in his heart.
He breathed a long sigh of relief and didn't ask any more questions. He just said one sentence.