Everywhere in Chang'an City, there were actually literati fighting at this moment. Some of the movements even made Song Mu feel a little shocked.
The next moment, Song Mu suddenly opened his eyes. At this moment, he was extremely unbelievable about this situation.
At that moment, Song Mu quickly walked towards Feng Xiang and quickly told him the situation he had just discovered.
"Sir, there is a fight among literati outside the imperial city. It seems something is wrong!"
"What?"
After hearing this, Feng Qi suddenly showed a surprised look, but immediately looked at Zia and Li Dong beside him, lowered his eyes slightly at the moment, and then said to Song Mu.
"It seems that there is still unrest in Chang'an. Please slow down the matter for a moment and send your Majesty to a safe place first."
As he said this, the literati around him also nodded and speeded up their movements.
Facing Feng Qi's answer, Song Mu was stunned for a moment, then looked away, feeling a little anxious in his heart.
Song Mu thought of his wife and children. Now that such a situation had occurred, Huai Tong didn't know whether he could protect Qingqing and others.
Thinking like this, Song Mu was also struggling in his heart at the moment. He didn't know whether to leave with everyone to protect His Majesty, or to go home to see the situation.
At this moment, several figures fell down in the sky again. When Song Mu saw that one of them was Chang Yidong, he stepped forward and asked quickly.
"Mr. Chang, what's the situation outside? Are there any civilian casualties?"
Hearing Song Mu's inquiry, Chang Yidong's eyes flashed, but he just cupped his hands, and then hurriedly walked forward to say something to Feng Xiang.
When Song Mu saw the arriving officials handing each other hands, his steps stopped at this moment.
Song Mu's eyes quickly swept over these people and settled on the familiar faces among them, his expression suddenly startled.
Because Song Mu discovered that the people in front of him were all officials from the Ministry of Household Rites and the Ministry of Works, and these people were almost all officials from Feng Xiang's faction.
Song Mu unexpectedly failed to see an official from Tan Xiang's faction here.
And Mr. Tan has yet to show up until now!
There was also the Imperial City Bronze Bell, which did not ring at all this time.
Song Mu suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart. At this moment, he quickly followed up and shouted at Feng Qi.
"Sir, where are you taking His Majesty?"
Song Mu's voice reached the front, and the officials there seemed to pause for a moment, but did not stop.
Feng Qi seemed to have turned a deaf ear to this, and just strode towards the deep palace with everyone.
At this moment, Song Mu's eyes suddenly darkened.
"Prime Minister Feng, let me ask you where you want to take His Majesty and His Highness?"
As soon as these words came out, Song Mu's Hanlin aura surged again, and it seemed a little difficult to contain it at the moment.
But this time, Feng Qi finally stopped and turned around to look at Song Mu.
The surrounding officials also paused, and some even looked less cold, but Feng Xiang just waved his hand and asked them to move on.
Li Dong next to him also noticed this situation, but he was surrounded by several officials and moved forward. He could only see Song Mu who was behind the team, looking wary at this moment.
"Jing Zhao, what are you doing?"
Feng Qi said this without any fluctuation in his body and even frowned slightly.
Song Mu, however, looked at the other party and spoke at this moment.
"Sir, why haven't I seen Prime Minister Tan arrive? Why haven't any of those officials who have different political views from you arrived at this moment?"
"Why hasn't the bronze bell of the Imperial City been ringing yet?"
"In this turmoil in Chang'an, with your great Confucian status, you can put an end to everything with just a single force."
"And what are you doing now?"
Song Mu's words were very low, and the literary energy in his body began to surge out. Under the continuous questioning, Song Mu saw a trace of urgency flashing under Feng Qi's calm eyes.
"Sir, what are you hiding from me?"
Feng Qi looked at Song Mu, and at this moment he took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.
"Jing Zhao, this matter is not as simple as you think."
"Then what should this matter look like?"
Saying this, Song Mu moved forward with force, but Feng Qi waved his hand at this moment, and the force directly dispersed Song Mu's pressure, making Song Mu couldn't help but take a few steps back, and his expression became very serious at this moment.
"Jing Zhao, the situation is unclear now, so don't act recklessly."
With that said, Feng Qi turned around and walked away.
But the next moment, he heard a low voice from Song Mu behind him.
"Master Feng! Are you thinking of doing harm to His Majesty and His Highness?"
Feng Qi paused because of these words, and turned around slightly at this moment, only to see the coercion of Song Mu, who had been shaken away, coming back again.
"Master Feng, you are a veteran of two dynasties and a great Confucian scholar. Something is wrong with you today."
As soon as the words fell, Song Mu suddenly stepped forward and struck out with a surge of force, without hesitation.
But in the next moment, Song Mu's figure stopped in the air, and his power of writing and telekinesis was cut off.
A soft force surrounds the whole body, this is the power of the great scholar.
Feng Qi was standing in the field at this moment, looking up at Song Mu in the sky with a gloomy expression.
"Master Song!"
There was a shout in the distance, and it was Li Dong who spoke anxiously, but the next moment, the official beside him knocked him unconscious, and the guarding imperial guards around him were also directly knocked unconscious by the pressure of these powerful scholars. !
At this moment, the situation in the field completely changed, and a strong sense of crisis instantly enveloped Song Mu's heart.
"Jing Zhao, I value your literary ability, don't make a mistake!"
Feng Qi's old and calm voice came, but the power of Confucianism locked Song Mu tightly, and he spoke slowly at this moment.
"His Majesty is incurable because of his injuries. The Wen Dynasty has reached the time of renewal, which is the most urgent time."
"But because of my strategy to slow down the war in the four frontiers, I was isolated by Your Majesty. Now Your Highness is extremely wary of me."
Saying this, Feng Xiang looked directly at Song Mu, his eyes full of indignation.
"I have been in politics for a hundred years, and I have been working hard in the court when the late emperor was still alive. I have assisted two generations of emperors in the Wen Dynasty in the court for a hundred years, but I have also seen the ups and downs of the Wen Dynasty."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "At the beginning of the Chongwen era, your Majesty failed to trust me like the late emperor. The laws of the clan, the four frontiers, and the continuous battles, the people of our Wen Dynasty are in dire straits until today.
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"I can't let the Wen Dynasty continue like this. If the Wen Dynasty cannot be destroyed, it must not be destroyed in the hands of His Highness, or in the hands of Tan Zhongye!"
Song Mu glared at the opponent, struggling wildly in the air, but couldn't say a word.
"Song Mu, I have no intention of harming the people of this city and the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, but if you dare to mess up this matter today, I will definitely not spare you!"
Feng Xiang reprimanded angrily, and the aura on his body suddenly rippled out at this moment. The huge pressure swept towards Song Mu in an instant, like thousands of mountains pressing down.
But the power dissipated in the next moment, and Song Mu's figure suddenly fell from the air and fell heavily to the ground.
"Go back and take care of your wife and children. After tonight, the world will be different. Jing Zhao, you will still be a capable minister of the Wen Dynasty."
Song Mu got up from the ground, with a ferocious look on his face, and suddenly raised his head to look at the other party.
"Feng Qi, you are usurping power. Do you want to be Zhao Gao? Or Cao Mengde?"
Feng Qi didn't say anything. He just turned around and left, leaving behind a faint word.
"What I do today will be judged by future generations. People like Zhao Gao and Cao Cao should not compare with me!"
As soon as the words fell, Prime Minister Feng had already walked into the crowd, but there were two Hanlin officials standing in front of Song Mu, who were extremely alert at this moment.
Song Mu lowered his head and took a deep breath. One of them raised his hand towards Song Mu and said.
"Master Song, just listen to what Prime Minister Feng has to say. We are all here for the future of the Wen Dynasty."
After the words fell, their expressions suddenly trembled. When they saw Song Mu, thousands of literary powers surged wildly.