However, Yan Song's smile really hurt a few people. They didn't understand how Yan Song could still laugh at this time.
"Don't worry, it's still early. Why don't we ask Mr. Yan first? Mr. Yan is considered a hero of the world. Even if he wants to kill, he should leave a little dignity." The boss stopped him immediately.
The idea of killing Yan Song may be for fun, or it may be for something else.
"Haha, you're still laughing, what's so funny?" Being stopped by her elder brother twice, the girl was a little unhappy and gave Yan Song a vicious look.
"You said that I helped the emperor to do evil, why did you say that?" Yan Song felt that he could still struggle, although there was little hope.
"You help the foolish king to plunder the people's wealth and anoint them, and you also wantonly arrest Confucian scholars. Isn't this just aiding the evil deeds?"
"That's wrong. What Yan is doing is a normal business activity. How can I say it's to plunder people's money? Yan doesn't make any money from the people. Besides, you are looking for Gu Dayong to arrest people.
, why are you looking for me?" Yan Song shrugged, it was really helpless to find a dead Taoist friend rather than a poor Taoist, even though he had so many.
"Oh? Master Yan still thinks you are right?"
"How could I be wrong? Because of Yan, the national treasury is full, and the people have the opportunity to live and work in peace and contentment. You are all descendants of Confucian saints, how come you don't have the ability to distinguish right from wrong? Besides, who did I, Yan Song, harm?
They were willing to give me the money, so I didn’t rob it, so I had to be reasonable.”
"The foolish king is arresting scholars wantonly, and you are still helping him? Are you still a disciple of Confucianism?" The woman who was asked was a bit grumpy, but she did look like a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.
"That's right. The whole world is not the land of the king, and the shores of the land are not the king's ministers. They openly disobeyed Your Majesty, and it is natural for them to be punished by Your Majesty."
"What if the whole world is not a royal land? If the emperor is in power, don't we, the scholars, still have the right to speak out?"
"Of course not. You can only say what His Majesty tells you to say. You can't say anything if His Majesty doesn't let you say anything. They were arrested against their will. I didn't think there was anything wrong with it. If it weren't for
Your Majesty is decisive, this capital has long been in chaos."
To be fair, if he were in His Majesty's position, he would not be as decisive as Your Majesty, but he knows that this is the best way to curb public opinion. If you kill the chicken to scare the monkey, naturally no one will jump out, otherwise it will be very troublesome, and it will become more and more troublesome.
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"Brother, do you still want to stay?" A person next to him looked at his boss. In their opinion, Yan Song had been completely brainwashed by the Hunjun, and there was no need to save him at all, and he had lost the dignity of a Confucian scholar.
"Oh, forget it, let's send Mr. Yan on his way. I originally thought that Mr. Yan might have his own ideas, but I didn't expect that he was completely brainwashed by Hunjun. This world is not the emperor's world. Mr. Yan, please be more careful in the next life."
The man shook his head helplessly.
"Brother, I just said that he should have been killed a long time ago. After this traitor is killed, we can go to the Dog Emperor to settle the score." The woman seemed very excited.
"Little sister, please give Mr. Yan a ride. Act quickly, Mr. Yan is also a person."
"Okay, I promise to let him die without pain." The woman drew her sword with excitement.
Yan Song closed his eyes. He chose to face death calmly. There was nothing he could do if he couldn't be calm. Everyone had different ideas. These people had been instilled with such thoughts since childhood. It was useless for him to say more. Only time would prove everything. He believed that His Majesty would definitely
Cleanse this dirty world, and these little ones will also be cleansed by Your Majesty.
"Hurry up, we still have things to do. When I came out, my uncle told me to teach the emperor a lesson." Finally, the third child who had been silent also spoke up. He actually didn't agree with these people's actions.
, he did not do anything wrong, but he was in this camp and he had no choice.
Even though he had some ideas, the environment in which he grew up prevented him from questioning the decisions of his elders.
"Okay, I promise to let him die without pain." The woman drew her sword and stabbed him, with a hint of excitement in her eyes.
Yan Song closed his eyes and accepted his death calmly. He believed that His Majesty would definitely avenge him. There was no doubt about this. It was a pity that he could no longer see it.
Yan Song was a little curious about what death felt like, but he didn't feel it for a long time. He opened his eyes strangely and found that the four people were stunned and had strange expressions.
He carefully moved the sword in front of him and looked around. It didn't look like he was hiding here. However, in this case, he must have been rescued. He immediately bowed and said, "Yan Song, thank you, Master, for the rescue. I don't know where it is."
Is there an adult here?"
All he got was silence. Emperor Zhu Hou Jiyun sent him to replace Zhi Miao and he couldn't go out when he was bored. Anyway, he was saved and Yan Song's safety was guaranteed.
However, the state of these people is indeed a bit strange. They should have been induced by some kind of secret method. Those guys from the Kong family still have a lot of back-ups. If this situation continues, there will definitely be some tomorrow, but I don’t know if there will be any.
An innate master.
In fact, it’s hard to say. The world is too big and there are many hidden places in the city. In fact, it’s hard to say. Moreover, it’s hard to say whether the awe-inspiring righteousness of Confucianism will have that kind of inheritance. After all, this sect has never stopped being popular.
Zhu Houxie is interested in these people, but they will definitely not go out to see Yan Song at this time. They still have to keep some of their trump cards, although he has never concealed it.
When Yan Song saw no one responded for a long time, he guessed that it might be a martial arts master in the palace. After thinking about it, he felt relieved. How could there be no masters in this huge palace? There might be other reasons for not showing up. After Yan Song thanked him again, he
I hurried out to call someone.
He did not alert the guards. After all, there were too many people and the news would be leaked if it spread. He went directly to the Jin Yiwei and took everyone down first.
When the Jin Yiwei came and took away the four people, Yan Song breathed a sigh of relief, but he quickly put on his clothes. He wanted to report this matter to His Majesty. After all, he didn't know it was him. These people were going to attack His Majesty. I was afraid that there would be more than just this.
The wave killer must still be reported to His Majesty.
At this time, Zhu Houxing and Yan Crow Dijiang Caixi were still thinking about the possible situation. To be honest, after so many years, Confucianism can definitely be regarded as the kind of inheritance that is relatively complete. There are not many other schools left now.
It has been passed down, and as a descendant of the Confucian sage, nothing surprises him.
He had previously doubted whether Confucius was really "dead". Of course, it was not survival in the physical sense, but survival in the spiritual sense. The Buddhist faith and the spiritual worship of Confucianism, Zhu Houchi
Lang's more mature approach is just like many princes and nobles who like to use all means to keep their bodies incorruptible.
Compared with the physical body, the method of spiritual immortality is naturally more advanced, but after absorbing a lot of power of faith, can I still guarantee a clear understanding of myself? Zhu Houxiu, maybe when he goes to the Confucius Temple, go
You have to go to places like Shaolin Temple to get clues to the meaning.
To be honest, he didn't have much impression of the Kong family. The family seemed to be very low-key. Of course, it might be because he didn't pay attention to it, but now that he dared to get involved, it seemed that he didn't want to do anything wrong.
Although Brother Zhu Hou said before that he would clean up these things and rebuild a new saint, it is not now. It will be difficult for these guys to jump out at this time. No matter how big a family is, it cannot escape the crushing force of the army.
If you don't have the power, forget it. Zhu Hou's surname is Xiannan Huangㄕ庑┘ He used a hammer to treat the pancreatic sheath. Is he sure that there are no masters in the palace? Or is he sure that he doesn't dare to move?
it?
"Your Majesty, I have something to report to you, Yan Song." At this time, Yan Song came over and returned Zhu Hou's letter with Maoxin. Alas, we still have to endure it. We have to wait until Qi Jingtong wins. If Qi Jingtong loses, everything will be ruined.
Hugh, I'm afraid he will have to shrink for a few years in the future.
Of course, if you win a big victory, then you have to consider who to do the surgery. Let's ask about the situation first. How many people have been arrested?
"Come in."
"Your Majesty" Yan Song trotted all the way. This was not a simple assassination issue. It also involved the Kong family. The Kong family is not scary, but what they represent behind them is very scary. They are Confucian scholars in the world. Once they express their stance, Your Majesty will
It's about to fall into passivity.
"Don't panic. I'm just being assassinated. You're not dead yet. Why are you panicking? The sky won't fall." Zhu Hou rolled his eyes. I'm right next to him. You've got nothing wrong. There's no need to be like this.
Are you panicking?
"Your Majesty, do you know?" Yan Song was stunned for a moment. It was just what happened just now. Has anyone already reported it?
"I don't know anything about the things in the imperial city, but everyone has been arrested?" Zhu Hou provoked the search chamber to lie to Jia. The meaning is self-evident. No one reported it to me. How did I know? You can guess.
"Yes, they have been handed over to the Jin Yiwei. With the Jin Yiwei's methods, Your Majesty will know everything about them tomorrow." Yan Song was slightly stunned. What does Your Majesty mean? How did he know without anyone reporting?
"Well, take someone to my palace and walk through the secret passage. It will be useful to me." Anyway, I have nothing to do. I originally wanted to study elixirs, but now there is something more interesting. Studying is not research.
ah.
As for the news from their mouths, he doesn't care at all about Zhu Houzhu's old ways. He only cares about the special things about them. They may or may not know about this specialness. Just get one and study it.
knew.
"No." Yan Song was a little confused, but one thing that is certain is that His Majesty must know such a thing. Although he is confused, he will just do whatever His Majesty tells him. It may be that mysterious master.
"What are you still doing in a daze? Go quickly. Also, pay attention to the dangers and try not to run out as much as possible. There have been a lot of things happening recently. There must be a lot of people jumping over the wall in a hurry. I can still protect you while you are here. When you go out,
It’s beyond my power to encourage you.”
For Yan Song, he is still very comfortable using it. He doesn't want to change it so early for the time being. After this period of time, it will gradually get better.
"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty."
"Okay, okay, let's go quickly." Zhu Houxie teased the frame
Yan Song did not move slowly and quickly brought the only girl among the four over.
The girl is not ugly, she looks quite agile, her body is tied with a rope, and her eyes are a bit unconvinced.
"Your Majesty, we have been brought here." Yan Song doesn't care what your Majesty is doing. Anyway, women are better than men, right? This girl is pretty pretty. What if His Majesty has some little hobby?
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"Okay, let's go down." Zhu Houxie then looked at the girl with interest and looked closer. The girl did have a unique energy, which was very similar to internal force, but it was very mixed.
It is true that he has the strength of a first-class master. Did Zhu Houxin take it in on his own initiative or was he ingested in a certain way?
"Bah, Dog Emperor, what kind of magic did you do? Let me go quickly." The girl didn't seem to understand the current situation. It can be seen that she must be living a good life at home, otherwise she would not be able to hide such a personality.
"What's your name?" Zhu Houxing planted a trace of Fu on the girl's forehead and took a trace from the girl's body. The inexplicable power in the palm of his hand seemed to be emitting colorful light.
In such a small amount of time, Zhu Hou was embarrassed and smashed the concubine, and Zhu Hou crabbed and smashed the concubine.
At the end of the journey, absorbing a small amount of this thing is indeed a good thing for Confucian scholars, who can experience life very well.
However, this thing is poisonous to Zhu Houxin's rice fading. Perhaps the innocent heart of studying at the beginning is not a problem, but can make the heart more determined, but the further it goes, don't say too much about this thing.
Just a little bit of smoking can cause a person's personality to change drastically or become disordered. It's no joke that belief is poisonous. Anyway, Zhu Houxing sent Huanhui to accept this thing.
But looking at the guy in front of me jumping around, it doesn't look like a mental disorder at all. The nature of the power has not changed, so you are looking for some way to suppress or block this feeling?
"You, what are you going to do to me?" The girl felt like she had been stripped naked, as if no secret could be hidden from the person in front of her.
"You haven't told me what your name is yet." Zhu Houxing treats girls seriously. He should be gentle. He can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. If this one doesn't work, there will be another one. He won't be so tough-mouthed.
"Why should I tell you, and what's more, let me tell you, let me go quickly. Do you know who I am? If you tie me up, my father will not let you go." The girl huffed and curled her lips.
If you ask me, just tell me, then wouldn’t I be very embarrassed?
If Zhu Houjie Huanxiang Mi Xing has a character like this to be an assassin, is there no one left in the Kong family? Or they look down on him as the emperor too much, or both. These people are really too much.
Even though I don’t have a good heart, but if I do this, you are the first to do it.