Volume Four, The Year of the Curtain, Chapter 108: Tear off the old paper and return to Beijing
The road home is always so long, and there are always obstacles.
When the queen and her entourage arrived at the post station fourteen miles north of Chang'an City, they were stopped again. This time they were not stopped by eunuchs or troops, but by more than a dozen gray-haired ministers.
Those old ministers knelt in front of the Queen's carriage and conveyed a decree on behalf of His Majesty and the governor, asking the Queen not to enter the city for the time being and to live in the Xishan Palace.
Looking at the scene in front of her, Ning Que couldn't help but admire Li Yu. Many old ministers had died of illness in the past few years. She didn't know where she found so many old ministers with high moral standards but bodies like rotten wood. She was kneeling in front of him.
Among these veterans on the ground, he even saw the former teacher of the sixth prince.
The old ministers were in tears, and their white hair trembled with the autumn wind. It really made those who saw it sad, and those who heard it shed tears. They talked about the crisis of the world and the difficulty of the country. They spoke from the bottom of their hearts and spoke from their true heart.
The cavalry commander of the Zhenbei Army who was responsible for escorting the queen and her party was in trouble. These old men didn't do anything, nor did they ask for orders. They just knelt in front of the convoy. They couldn't really cut the opponent with a knife.
Ning Que didn't care about this and walked towards the elders.
At this time, everyone in Chang'an City already knew that, in addition to the cavalry of the Zhenbei Army, the thirteenth gentleman of the Academy, Ning Que, was escorting the Queen and the Sixth Prince back south.
Eunuch Chen's tragic experience on the stone bridge in Liangxiang proved that Ning Que had a heart of stone, was cold-blooded, and would not be restricted by the red tape in the court. So when he walked over, the bosses who were crying and admonishing the queen
People were startled and even stopped crying.
The leader, whose surname is Wei Mingjiechen, is the oldest and most senior. Last year, he was invited by His Majesty three times before returning to Chang'an City to take over the official position left by Jin Jijiu after his death from illness.
Wei Jiechen stood up after drinking wine, looked at Ning Que and scolded: "What are you going to do?"
Ning Que said: "What I have done in Liangxiang, don't you know, Sir?"
The old priest took out a piece of paper from his sleeve. He carefully spread it out like the most precious treasure, raised it in front of him, and said seriously: "Look what is written on it?"
The piece of paper has already turned yellow, and it's unknown how many years ago it was.
There is a line of words written on the paper.
"Academy disciples are strictly prohibited from interfering in government affairs."
Ning Que was slightly startled when he discovered that it was actually the teacher's handwriting.
The old priest shouted sternly: "The disciples of the academy still don't kneel down when they see Master's iron rule!"
Ning Que looked at him like he was an idiot.
Seeing that he was motionless, Lao Jijiu's face became extremely ugly and said, "How dare you disobey the master's order!"
Ning Que stretched out his hand and snatched the piece of yellow paper. With two swish sounds, he simply tore it into four halves, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the paddy field next to the official road.
Everyone in the venue was shocked.
Even the Queen in the car was shocked and speechless.
"What my academy disciples are best at is disobeying the teacher's orders."
Ning Que looked at the old priest and said.
Old Jijiu had never seen such a wild and unruly person before. He was shaking with anger. He pointed his finger at his face and said sadly: "How come there are such ignorant people like you in the Tang Dynasty! I am really angry to death."
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"I just tore up the note written by Teacher Zhang. The man in the palace even changed his father's edict. Why are you so angry that he didn't see Lao Jiujiu? Or are you mainly angry because you no longer have my father's edict in your hand?
Ink pen? If you want it, I will bring you a copy from the academy in two days, or I can write one myself. My handwriting is better than the teacher's."
Ning Que said calmly, without any mocking look on his face.
However, the more this happened, the more harsh his words became.
The old priest withdrew his fingers, covered his chest, gasped in pain, and said intermittently: "You villain! Even if the dean is in heaven, he will never spare you, a villain."
Ning Que shouted: "That old guy threw us down and went up to heaven. Do you think he can control me? If you can, call him down from the sky. I will thank you forever."
"That's enough."
The queen said in the carriage: "Don't embarrass the old master, haven't you seen him feeling uncomfortable?"
Ning Que said calmly: "Then hurry up and die. It won't be uncomfortable if you die."
There was an uproar.
The officials were so angry that they stood up with their old bodies, supported the crumbling old sacrificial wine, and scolded him repeatedly. They didn't know where they learned their temper. They would rather die than let the Queen's carriage pass by.
Ning Que's hand fell on the handle of the knife.
The queen suddenly said: "I will rest at the post station for a day."
Ning Que understood what she meant and said, "Then I'll go to Chang'an City first."
He got on his horse and prepared to leave.
The imperial court could use various methods to prevent the Queen from returning, but no one or any method could stop him.
Seeing that the situation was irreversible, the old ministers stood by the road and cursed this man for being ruthless and ignorant of the overall situation.
Ning Que stopped his horse, turned around and looked at these veterans, and said: "The world has not seen my cruelty yet. Take good care of yourself, you will slowly see it in the future."
The Xiling Temple army has arrived at Qingxia.
The seven masters have already arrived in front of the commander-in-chief of the Western Army.
The cavalry of the Golden Horde Royal Court continue to go south.
The Eastern Frontier of the Tang Dynasty was about to turn into scorched earth.
It's a time of turmoil.
Ning Que carried a simple knife on his back and a wooden box.
Walking into Chang'an City under the setting sun. (Note)
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The Imperial Study Room is the place in the palace that Ning Que is most familiar with.
He looked at the paperweight on the desk and found that there were cracks on it at some point. He put the wooden box on the desk, patted it and said, "Your Majesty, we are back."
In this room, he saw His Majesty's poem "Flowers Blooming in the Sky" written by His Majesty, so he wrote "Flowers Leaping into the Sea". From that moment on, he had a very close relationship with this palace.
Chang'an City is the Jingshen Formation.
This formation was handed over to him by his master Yan Se, but it was actually His Majesty's wish. It was related to the safety of the country, and of course the final decision had to be made by the king of the country.
In other words, His Majesty entrusted Chang'an City and the Tang Dynasty to him a long time ago.
Ning Que has been growing continuously over the years, but there is still a long way to go before he can bear such a heavy responsibility.
He thought he still had a lot of time, but he didn't expect that the Master would leave first, and then His Majesty would leave so suddenly, so this important task would fall on his shoulders in advance.
The door to the imperial study room was pushed open.
Li Yu walked in, looking a little haggard.
She looked at the wooden box on the desk and slowly knelt down.
Ning Que stood aside and looked at her quietly.
I don't know how much time passed, but Li Yu stood up, his eyes were reddish, and he looked more and more haggard and tired.
Ning Que said: "If His Majesty is still alive, he must be very disappointed in you."
Li Yu smiled slightly, his smile was very sad, and said: "What about you? Are you also disappointed?"
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(Note: This paragraph is Gu Long. It seems that every book of mine will have such a scene. The male protagonist will always walk into a certain city carrying a box or box. Is that the murderous spirit of a life and death battle? Then, today there is
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