Chapter 669: Do you think history is just a few words?
With the instruction of His Highness the Crown Prince, someone soon led Taoist Zhen Ye towards Shige.
Lord Zaifu looked at the leaving figure of Taoist Zhen Ye over there, and was a little worried. He lowered his voice and asked, "Your Highness Prince Ning, what exactly does this person want?"
After hearing this, Prince Ning started coughing uncontrollably and his whole body trembled uncontrollably before he could reply.
After half a quarter of an hour, Prince Ning took a deep breath, looked at Master Zaifu, and said softly: "Master Zaifu has been studying for so many years, and he always knows that if you want to overthrow a dynasty, apart from immediate destruction, you have to do it subtly...
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The stories in the history books are the past of a dynasty. If future generations want to understand this period of history, they have to look at the history books and look at the things that really happened. Those things may inspire some people. If there were not those stories, the consequences would be
What is...
Mr. Zaifu is not a stupid person. He was just too tired today and couldn't react for a while. After listening to King Ning's words, he quickly reacted, but then he said: "I and Tai Shiling are friends. I know that he
His temper, I'm afraid..."
Prince Ning looked at Lord Zaifu with complicated eyes and said seriously: "I want to cause trouble, Lord Zaifu, please help me?"
Master Zaifu looked at Prince Ning in front of him with some doubts in his eyes.
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A chamberlain had already led Taoist Zhen Ye to Shi Ge, and then said with some fear: "This is Shi Ge, the real person. The historical records of Daliang and previous dynasties are stored here. On weekdays, outsiders are not allowed to enter. Only Tai Shi Ling has it."
He is qualified to enter it, and now he is in it."
Taoist Zhenye didn't say anything, he just walked in.
When you walk into the History Pavilion, you will be greeted by a row of bookshelves, on which are stacked densely packed historical records from many periods.
Taoist Zhenye walked here, and after a long time he came to the window over there.
Taishi Ling was burying his head in writing what happened today. Today's story was a bit shameful for the Emperor of Liang, but as a historian, he could only write based on the facts.
Only halfway through writing, even though he tried his best not to have any emotions, at this moment he felt a little angry and couldn't write.
As soon as he put down the pen, he saw Taoist Zhenye who had been standing next to him for some time.
"Who are you, get out quickly!"
Tai Shiling frowned, looked at the unknown Taoist priest in front of him mercilessly and said: "This is not a place for you to come!"
Taoist Zhenye was indifferent. He just looked at Taishi Ling and said calmly: "Find out the records about the Wei family that night. I want to read them."
Taishi Ling looked at the Taoist in front of him and quickly guessed his identity. Taishi Ling had no expression on his face and said coldly: "You can't look."
Taoist Zhenye asked: "Why?"
"This is the history of our Daliang. You can read it if you want. Even Your Majesty, you can't check it casually!"
Taishi Ling stared at the Taoist priest in front of him. Even though he knew that the other party was a powerful figure from outside the country, he was not afraid at all.
Taoist Zhenye smiled and said: "He is dead, so of course he can't see it, but I'm still alive, so why can't I see it?"
Tai Shiling frowned, and just as he was about to speak, he flew back uncontrollably, knocking down several rows of bookshelves, and lay on the ground, unable to stand up at all.
He swallowed a mouthful of blood without spitting it out, not wanting to stain the annals of history.
Then, with a thought from Taoist Zhenye, all the historical books in the entire history pavilion flew up from the bookshelves.
, then unfolded, and there were crackling sounds everywhere.
Countless historical books were hovering in front of the two of them. Taoist Zhenye took a few glances and quickly selected a few of them.
One volume records the history of the Wei family that night.
One volume is the history of the Emperor Liang's continuous battles with the master of Chixin Guan and the master of Jianzong on that day.
The last volume is the historical record that was revised by Tai Shi Ling before, which records the night when the Emperor of Liang entered the divine capital.
Afterwards, as Taoist Zhenye's thoughts moved again, the rest of the historical books fell to the ground, but only these three volumes were still hovering in the air.
Taoist Zhenye looked at Taishi Ling, who had been unable to get up, and said calmly: "Since you are Taishi Ling and can write history, you can change it. You have changed these three places."
Tai Shiling lay on the ground, supporting the ground with his hands, looking at Taoist Zhenye in front of him, his eyes firm, "I can't change it."
Taoist Zhenye looked at Taishi Ling in front of him and asked, "Can't you change it?"
Taishi Ling remained silent.
Taoist Zhen Ye didn't say anything, but with a thought in his mind, one of Tai Shi Ling's left arms suddenly shattered, with broken bones and blood scattered all around.
Tai Shiling gritted his teeth to hold back from shouting, but his eyes were full of pity.
As the Taishi Ling, he had been dealing with the annals of history all his life. Seeing the annals of history being tarnished, no one could understand the pain in his heart.
Taoist Zhenye said calmly: "But you can't change some things on it?"
"Historians write according to the facts without changing a single word!"
Tai Shiling smiled miserably. Even when Emperor Liang came to him, he never changed the history books, let alone now.
Taoist Zhenye looked at the Taishi Ling in front of him without any emotion, and said calmly: "It seems that Daliang will have a new historian from now on."
Taishi Ling smiled, looked at Taoist Zhenye in front of him and said, "You can't change the annals of history."
Taoist Zhenye said: "I don't believe it, everyone is not afraid of death like you."
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Taishi Ling died.
This historian of the Liang Dynasty died in the Shige.
People came to the palace quickly, and then left quickly.
His Royal Highness the Prince hurriedly came outside the Shige, but could not get in.
The door of Shige was closed, and only the Taoist Zhenye was inside.
The chamberlain said cautiously: "The real person inside said that he only saw the next Taishi Ling."
His Highness the Crown Prince had suppressed his anger for a long time and finally couldn't bear it anymore. He said angrily: "It's not enough for him to kill one Taishi Ling, how many more should he kill?!"
The many forbearances he had made before were all for the sake of the overall situation and for the current Daliang, but at this moment he also realized that the Taoist Zhenye in front of him had no intention of stopping at all.
Lord Zaifu looked at His Highness the Crown Prince and finally said, "Your Highness the Crown Prince, please calm down."
"Calm down your anger? How can I calm down my anger? Do you know what he is going to do? He wants to change the history of our Daliang Dynasty? Does he want to write down my father as a heinous tyrant? Does he want to write down Daliang as an evil dynasty that won the country unfairly?
?Lord Zaifu, do you know what reputation he will leave in the annals of history if he does these things? After a hundred years, will he have the face to meet his father and ancestors?!"
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's eyes were red. Although he was only a young man, he fully understood the impact this matter had!
He has taken many steps back, but Taoist Zhenye in front of him wants to push him into the abyss!
Lord Zaifu looked at His Highness the Crown Prince, "Then what do you want to do? Are you going to break up with Fang Wai immediately?"
"Your Highness, the two of Taishi Ling
The young master has already arrived in front of the palace and insists on entering the palace."
Suddenly, the waiter's voice rang out.
His Highness the Crown Prince looked at the chamberlain with distracted eyes.
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The historians of the Liang Dynasty were never appointed by the imperial court. After the death of a father, his son succeeded him.
The eldest son of Tai Shi Ling saluted His Highness the Crown Prince and said calmly: "Your Highness, after my father passed away, I will be Tai Shi Ling from now on. Since he is Xun Chen, I will go to see him."
His Highness the Crown Prince could not say anything.
Then he walked in.
The eldest son of Taishi Ling, who had a green face, walked to the Shige and saw Taishi Ling's body. He first bent down to tidy up his father's body, and then kowtowed several times respectfully.
Then he stood up, looked at the three volumes of history hanging in the air, and asked, "How do you want to change it?"
Taoist Zhenye smiled and said, "I thought everyone was not afraid of death."
Taishi Ling's eldest son did not speak, but looked at him quietly.
Taoist Zhenye said: "Let's change this volume first and write about the rebellion of Emperor Daliang. In order to sit on the throne, he killed a lot of people and was unpopular. The people of the world dared to be angry but dare not speak out."
The eldest son of Taishi Ling did not speak, he just took the history book and started writing. Soon he stopped writing and stood up.
Taoist Zhenye took a look and found that what he wrote was not about what happened that year, but what happened today, so he asked: "Are you not afraid of death?"
Taishi Ling's eldest son said calmly: "I am very afraid that you will not die."
Taoist Zhenye quickly laughed after hearing this.
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Not long after, Tai Shi Ling's second son walked in. He was just a boy, younger than His Royal Highness.
His Highness the Crown Prince looked at his back and shouted at a chamberlain: "Where's Li Heng!"
The waiter paused and shook his head.
Ever since Emperor Liang left the capital, they rarely saw Eunuch Li in the palace.
Master Zaifu said softly: "Your Highness..."
"Commander Xuan Youwei, Song Lian!"
His Highness the Prince grabbed the chamberlain by the collar and roared: "Let him come as quickly as possible and bring the two guards with him!"
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Taoist Zhenye looked at the young man in front of him and was a little moved.
The young man also looked at him, but he was very calm.
"My father and brother both died at your hands, and now I am Tai Shiling. But I can't change anything you want to change."
The young man was extremely calm.
Taoist Zhenye asked: "Are you not afraid of death?"
The young man looked at him and said, "Of course I'm afraid, but aren't there many things in this world more terrifying than death?"
Taoist Zhenye sighed with emotion: "If I hadn't seen you here, I would have really wanted to pass on my legacy to you."
The young man said: "Then I will definitely kill you."
Taoist Zhenye didn't say anything, but stretched out his hand to touch the young man's head.
But he only raised his hand halfway when a voice sounded outside the door.
"enough."
A tired voice sounded, which proved that the owner of that voice was also very tired.
Taoist Zhenye hesitated for a moment and wanted to extend his hand.
At this moment, there were some footsteps, and a young man in black clothes walked in, holding a knife in his hand.
There was no emotion on his face. When he saw the corpse, a flash of anger flashed across his face.
The young man in black shirt looked at Taoist Zhenye in front of him and said, "I've said enough."
