Volume Four, The Year of the Curtain, Chapter 80: A New Story (Part 1)
"Please help me."
"Why should I help Your Highness?"
"Because I am a Tangren."
"The Sixth Prince is also a Tang Dynasty man."
"But his mother is not Tangren."
"I, the Tang Dynasty, are enlightened and tolerant, and have never cared about these things."
"Please believe me."
"Why should I believe Your Highness?"
"Because you don't believe in the Queen."
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Li Yu suddenly felt very sad when he looked at the familiar handwriting on the will.
That was the handwriting of the father. Just as it was rumored, no matter how much he loved calligraphy or practiced calligraphy diligently, he could not practice his own calligraphy better.
However, from the meticulous handwriting, we can see that when the father wrote these words, he was very calm and confident, without any hesitation or struggle.
Li Yu's hand holding the will was trembling slightly, and his fingers were pressing hard, as if he was about to sink into the yellow cloth. The trembling spread from his forearm to his shoulders, and she trembled all over.
She felt extremely disappointed and sad, and then began to be angry, not only because of the content written on the will, but also because the handwriting of the father's emperor was so stable.
"Why is this the case?"
She whispered.
Then she repeated it again, her voice full of grievance and reluctance.
"Why is this happening!"
Her voice was a little louder than before, but she still could not reach the Taoist hall, and could not penetrate the night rain outside the hall, and was heard by people, and it was even louder than the sound of her teeth striking.
Li Qingshan said: "This was written by Your Majesty before the emperor personally fought. Since he left the will, it means that he also vaguely noticed the direction of God's will, but you should also see that he had settled his mind a long time ago."
Li Yu was silent for a long time, suddenly raised his head, wiped away the tears from his face with his sleeve, looked at Li Qingshan on the sickbed, and said tremblingly: "Can the will be changed?"
Li Qingshan drooped his eyelids slightly and said, "It's not usually."
A light appeared in Li Yu's eyes. He asked, "What's unusual?"
Li Qingshan glanced at her and said, "When the country is in peace."
Li Yu asked, "Who can change it?"
Li Qingshan said: "I can."
Naturally, the will of His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty could not be easily forged. It contained imperial seals and complex emblems. The most important thing is that there was a unique imprint of the aura of heaven and earth on the will.
Part of that imprint comes from the blood of the royal family, part of it comes from the witnesses of the will.
Before His Majesty the Emperor left Chang'an, when he was writing the will in the South Gate Temple, he witnessed his most trusted national teacher Li Qingshan and his brother Huang Yang.
The imperial seal was in the palace at this time, on Li Yu's bed who was ordered to supervise the country.
Li Yu looked at Li Qingshan's old and thin cheeks and asked with a trembling voice: "What do you want?"
Li Qingshan looked at the beautiful woman in the dress in front of her, as if he saw the little girl who was acting coquettishly with her mother many years ago, with a smile of nostalgia on her face.
Then he said calmly: "I want the Tang Dynasty to last forever. I want the South Gate of Haotian Dao to be carried forward. I want the Tang people to live a worry-free life. Your Highness, can you promise me?"
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Li Yu left Nanmen Temple.
I believe that soon, the shocking news will pass through the heavy rain and enter the residences of princes and ministers in Chang'an City. It is Ming Dynasty not the time for a grand dynasty meeting, but there will inevitably be a grand dynasty meeting.
The south gate in the rain is still quiet, as if nothing has happened. The oil lamp is like beans, which can only illuminate the corners of the Taoist temple, but cannot shine more places.
He Mingchi knelt in front of the oil lamp, half of his body in the shadow.
Li Qingshan lay on the sickbed, looking quietly above his head, as if he could see the rain falling on the Taoist hall, his brows slowly frowned. He sighed with emotion: "I changed my will today, violated the Tang Dynasty's law, and violated His Majesty's
My last wish, I don’t know what will be written in the history books after death, and what will His Majesty look at me."
He Mingchi remained silent. At this time, nothing was right for him to say.
"But I won't regret it. Because Your Highness is right. Rather than saying that I believe in her and Prince Hunyuan, I would say that I cannot believe in the Empress. How could I let the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect become the master of my Tang Dynasty?"
Li Qingshan said indifferently: "If it weren't for her, how could His Majesty die young?"
He Mingchi looked up at him, thinking that the officials and the people in the streets of the court all thought that the Empress was close to the national teacher, so who could think of the real situation?
"In recent years, too many funerals have been held in Chang'an City. The veterans of three dynasties and veterans on the battlefield have passed away one after another. Now His Majesty is dead, and even the Master is dead. What is this not God's will?"
Li Qingshan turned his head and looked at He Mingchi and said, "If I remember correctly, are you from Qinghe County?"
He Mingchi lowered his head and replied, "My family is a side branch of He clan in Qinghe County."
Li Qingshan narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "It was the He family who had been appointed as the great priest of Xiling back then?"
He Mingchi was silent for a moment and said, "Yes."
Li Qingshan looked at his favorite apprentice, sighed, and said, "It seems that I am not wrong. You are indeed the headmaster. No wonder you are so interested in the God of Shocking Formation."
He Mingchi felt that his body suddenly became very cold. He leaned forward and held his hands on the black black wooden floor, trembling slightly, not knowing what to say at this time.
"The master of the sect, the thing he wants to do most in his life is to lead the sect cavalry into Chang'an City and bring the Tang Dynasty back into the glory of the Xiling Temple, so he wants to break the Scarlet God Array more than anyone else."
Li Qingshan said: "You have been practicing Fengtian for so many years in the Nanmen Temple. Naturally, your purpose is to find the Array Eye Pestle. Unfortunately, you have no talent in the Talismanship, so Senior Brother Yan Se cannot accept you as his disciple. The Array Eye Pestle is finally handed over.
I gave Ning Que, now that the array eye is stuck in the academy, you have no choice but to go to the small building in the palace these days, wanting to see if there is any other way to break the array."
Only then did He Mingchi realize that the things he had done over the years were not hidden from the teacher's eyes at all. To put it bluntly, how could the national teacher of the Tang Dynasty be such a foolish person?
He asked with a trembling voice: "Since the teacher knows this, why hasn't he exposed me?"
Li Qingshan said: "Because you are my favorite apprentice, because I am also struggling."
"struggle?"
"Xiahou was born into the Demon Sect, but he became a guest of the Taoist sect. He was also the king general of the Tang Dynasty. His life was so difficult to breathe and was in great pain. I believe in Haotian. Isn't it painful to be loyal to the Tang Dynasty?"
"I used to be without pain or struggle because I didn't have to choose. I know that if the Tang Dynasty follows the current path, it will be very smooth and good. However, the current situation has changed greatly. I want to choose a for the Tang Dynasty.
A relatively smoother road, so I chose His Royal Highness the Princess and did not expose you..."
Li Qingshan said: "Everyone in the world says that Chang'an City is unbreakable. The world of cultivation is celebrating the power of the Smightening God Array. But how many people know that the Master is truly unbreakable?"
"If the Master was not dead, you were already dead by this time."
He looked at He Mingchi and said, "But the Master was still dead after all. This once again proved that Haotian was invincible. The Taoist sect would not let the academy go, nor the Tang Dynasty go. And this time, the academy without the Master would never let the academy go again
Maybe it will fight against the whole world alone like it has been for thousands of years, so the Tang Dynasty will definitely be defeated."
"If the Tang Dynasty wants to continue to survive, it can only return to Haotian's embrace."
"I know there is an agreement between you and Prince Hunyuan, but don't forget that Tangren is also a believer of Haotian, and you are also Tangren, so I hope you can make this process less blood."
He Mingchi was silent for a long time. Then he kowtowed heavily and said, "I will fight for it with my life."
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The heavy rain continued, but it seemed like there was snow in Chang'an City.
The thousand-year-old ancient city turned white overnight, with countless banners floating on the streets, and the people standing under the eaves to hide from the rain, and many even wore mourning clothes.
Only a very small part of this white piece of mourning was dedicated to the Master. Because the Master was not visible, there were not many ordinary people who knew that the guardians of the world had left this world.
The people of Chang'an mourn and miss the guardians of the Tang Dynasty. Their kind and wise emperor, His Majesty, who was deeply loved by the people, passed away. It is worth it to be cried in countless houses.
All civil and military officials knelt in the rain in front of the palace hall. The officials' uniforms on the ministers had been wet, and the armor on the generals was extremely brightly washed by the rain.
An eunuch stood in front of the stone steps and read the will.
Several great ministers, ministers of various ministries, and generals of Wang Qing stood behind the eunuch, with different expressions on their faces, both surprised and surprised, but the background was all sad.
Before the Tang Empire could wake up from sadness, it welcomed a new master.
Li Huiyuan walked towards the chair in the center of the hall, then turned around and sat down.
From this moment on, he was no longer the prince, but His Majesty the Emperor.
His face was still a little unhealthy and pale, but he was no longer immature, nor did he have unnatural dignity. The indifference in his eyes had long become majestic, but his expression was natural and gentle.
It was not until this time that the ministers of the Tang Dynasty discovered that the prince had already grown up.
Looking at the new emperor who was gradually showing his heroic spirit in the chair, there was the only remaining old minister, looking at the face of Ku Xiao's father, tears of emotion.
The ministers and generals of the Queen's sect knelt down with their colleagues and saluted, silent and respectful, but they were in a very heavy mood and even doubted the will.
However, the will cannot be forged, and their suspicion has no evidence.
They could only wait for the Empress to bring another prince to return to Chang'an with the coffin of the late emperor.
Before this, they could only hope to change all this in two places.
Some ministers went to the academy, but the academy was closed and ignored.
The minister remembered that the Master had passed away.
Some ministers went to Nanmenguan, and later the people in the court realized that His Majesty's will was preserved here, so they wanted to ask the national teacher Li Qingshan.
The door of Nanmen Temple opened, and He Mingchi walked out, with a white cloth belt tied around his waist.
National teacher Li Qingshan died of illness.
From now on, he is the new master of the South Gate, that is, the master of the South Gate of Haotian Dao.
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