At the end of the month today, I should write more, a big chapter of 6,000 words, I tried my best, haha.
I originally wanted to upload it in two chapters, but I felt it would be awkward to separate them, so I just posted them together.
The last day, please ***!
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In the State of Yan, there are many legends about the imperial master.
For example, the people of Dayan believed in Buddha, but in Tianbao Mansion, which is close to the grassland in the north, the people in the city did not worship Buddha and Bodhisattva, but believed in the evil heretics on the grassland and worshiped wolf gods and shamans. Finally, something happened in the seventh year of Jingtai, and suddenly something happened in the city.
When a serious disease occurs, the infected person will first develop a red rash that is extremely itchy, and then the skin will ulcerate and cannot heal. He will slowly die in severe pain. There is no cure with needles and stones, and the magic medicine prepared by the shaman will not be of any use.
Later, even the great shaman fell ill and died.
The people of Yan elsewhere said that they served evil gods and made the Buddha dissatisfied, so they were punished by heaven and deserved it... Only the national master was compassionate and said that although the people of Tianbao have gone astray, they are still the people of Yan, and the Buddha's compassion can save them all.
He led his disciples to travel all night, from Jingcheng to Tianbao Mansion, and then continued for thirteen days and twelve nights without stopping. He held a huge ritual, prayed for the blessings of the people in the city, and prayed for the forgiveness of gods and Buddhas. Finally, the national master asked for holy water.
, distributed to the sick in the city and wiped their bodies.
It is strange to say that as soon as the holy water came in, the strange disease was cured without medicine, and it was cured immediately. Since then, everyone in Tianbao Mansion was grateful for the kindness of the national teacher, abandoned the shaman and converted to the Buddha...or to the Great Thunder Sound Tower.
Another example is that in the ninth year of Jingtai, Dingzhou was infested with termites, in the eleventh year of Jingtai, the water in Baihe City was poisoned, and there were rumors that water demons were responsible. In the same year, demons were causing trouble in Hongliang County, etc. Wherever something went wrong in the Yan Kingdom, the national master would appear.
Lead the people to perform practices to pray for the mercy of the Buddha... As long as they are willing to pray to the gods and Buddhas, the disaster will subside immediately.
It is not unreasonable for a small number of Yan people to regard him as a living Bodhisattva. Who can save the people from fire and water, the people will naturally regard him as a living Guanyin.
For the National Preceptor, it is actually the easiest thing to 'save the people from water and fire'. First 'draw the water' or 'set a fire', put the 'people' into it, and then pull them out...
Everything is under control.
But after a few plays and a few pulls, the prestige of the Imperial Master spread throughout the country and became deeply rooted in people's hearts without even realizing it.
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The emperor vomited blood and fainted. A group of forbidden soldiers shouted "Declaration", and Li Mingji, Mr. Bo, and Gu Zhaojun were sent in advance to infiltrate the crowd, and they roared in unison: "What's wrong with the imperial master..."
There are countless people in front of the palace, some who are timid and fearful want to escape but have no way out, those who are motivated and desperate to encourage, those who are devoted to the Buddha and rush forward to protect the Dharma, while more and more people are blindly following and believing.
Yipinlui was thrown into the face, and the people of Yan accumulated endless anger in their hearts. They hated the traitor Luo Guan first, and hated the Uighurs of Nanli secondly. But this was not enough. There was also a burning anger directed at their own Emperor Jingtai: If not
He is stupid and incompetent and mistakenly trusts the traitor, so how can he lose?
Also, when someone makes a false gesture with an empty bow, he rushes to throw himself down to avoid it... Such an emperor has no majesty or dignity.
Now this emperor does not even announce his crime, but wants to kill the national teacher who made thousands of families become Buddhas and won the respect of the Yan people.
There was chaos in front of the Palace Square!
Ever since that hundred squadrons of Imperial Guards suddenly took action to kill the Imperial Master, all the people were in an uproar and mutinied, and the chaos was irreversible... Among the restless people, 30% were because they truly loved the Imperial Master; 30% were because of the first rank
The emperor was furious; the others simply did nothing. They made trouble when someone made trouble, and burned and killed when someone burned them. The beastly heart and beastly nature hidden under their clothes, in their skins, and in their bones and blood!
But what really added fuel to the fire and caused the popular uprising to quickly escalate into a revolution was Jingtai's "suppression" edict.
Jingtai did nothing wrong. Before he fainted, he had already seen: the people's hearts were loose and the crowd was excited. Some people were pretending to be national advisers. There was a rebellion of the Imperial Guards and they were pretending to pass on the imperial edict. A chaos had occurred tonight. The civil uprising was unavoidable. If left unchecked, it would only get worse. Apart from bloody suppression,
, there is no other solution except to kill all those who dare to cause trouble.
It is only a matter of time before the people change and rebel, but the use of weapons will definitely speed up the process... It is an impossible choice.
Today, the 'slogan' of the Yan people in Jingcheng has changed again and again. The previous 'Nan Li, coward', 'Kill! Kill! Kill!' has now become 'What's the crime of a national teacher'.
The Yan people rushed in disorder and violently attacked the ranks of the garrison soldiers. The other teams in the square did not bother to round up Luo Guan or the Imperial Guards, and quickly joined up with the friendly troops in the outermost circle, established the defense line, and led the generals to loudly convey orders to the troops under their control.
The soldiers' swords were swung together, their red tassels were stained with blood, and the killing sounds and miserable howls were mixed together and rushed into the night.
The palace gates were quickly closed, and the Imperial Guards climbed onto the city walls, holding crossbows and pointing coldly at the city walls. At the same time, horns in the palace sounded from all directions, summoning the Imperial Guards from all directions to suppress the chaos.
It was not just the emperor's family who "blowed the whistle to call people", the disciples of the Imperial Master also sent out signals, ordering the monks and soldiers of Da Leiyintai to dispatch... It was really not the order given by Amber. She pretended to be the Imperial Master today, and from the beginning to the end, she only
I gave a decent order: I will go to the palace to see how the first-level competition is progressing.
After conveying the oral message and sending the token to Emperor Yan, my aunt became a normal person and had already diverted her attention. She was just looking at Su Hang and was very happy. She liked her dress.
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Before leaving, the Imperial Preceptor left an order: While I am away, all actions taken by Daleiyintai must be carried out in the palace for the emperor's approval. Even if the edicts are passed down with my own hand and sealed, they must be sent to the palace to obtain the emperor's consent.
can be executed.
The ‘real confidant’ left behind by the Imperial Master was Jingtai.
The idea of mobilizing monk soldiers by false decrees had no chance of success. Fortunately, because of Amber's intervention, Song Yang and others gave up this idea.
Amber made enough preparations and was indeed able to deceive the monk and successfully impersonate the imperial master, but the word 'success' was subject to conditions: chatting or pretending to be serious, there was no problem; if talking about Buddhist affairs, temple affairs or
Even with Shi Xiaoxiao's help, Hu Bo still had too little information to do such serious things as the Monk Soldiers, so he could not be leak-proof and would be exposed sooner or later.
Gu Zhaojun, Li Mingji, Mr. Bo and Amber can all figure this out.
Without knowing the details about the monk soldiers, the fake national division was unable to mobilize the monk soldiers to rebel through the 'normal procedures'... A few foxes changed their minds: Is there a way to directly skip the 'normal procedures'?
For example, if the imperial master is suddenly declared a traitor by the emperor, will Ling Chi be questioned?
If this thing really happened, would the monks and soldiers of Daleiyin Temple sit still because they had no orders, and watch the imperial advisor being killed by Jingtai first, and then wait for the imperial army to come and wipe them out? Or would they rise up and attack Yan Palace to save the country?
Teacher, save yourself?
Everything is calculated. Amber entered the Great Thunder Sound Stage, with his unique scale leather gloves, his only exquisite mask and his ventriloquism muffled voice; he 'unintentionally' exposed his rotten body; he preached insignificant decrees and used the prepared in advance
The seal was drawn with blood, and no serious matters were mentioned in the conversation. It was absolutely impeccable and he completely gained the monk's trust. Not long after, the 'Guo Shi' sent an order to drive to the gate of Yan Palace to watch the first-level competition.
In fact, there are only two steps in Amber's actions from beginning to end:
The first is to enter the Great Thunder Sound Tower and win the trust of his disciples. At this time, there is nothing to do, as long as no flaws are exposed, it will be done; the second is to 'visit' the emperor in front of the Yan Palace, so that Jingtai will realize that the imperial master is a fake and pass the order to kill people.
As for whether Jingtai would announce in public that the Imperial Preceptor was a fake, it didn't matter to the rebels. The emperor said that the Imperial Preceptor was fake; the 'National Preceptor' also said that he was real. There is no yamen in the world that can solve this case. That would only
It will make things more confusing.
As for the second step, Gu Zhaojun and others also made a "registration". If Jingtai uncharacteristically suppressed his violent temper and did not announce the order to apprehend the imperial master, they would declare the imperial master to be a traitor on behalf of the emperor... Li Mingji
, Mr. Bo worked together to personally contact Tan Guide and explain the matter to the old commander face to face. The latter was overjoyed and immediately revised his previous plan for the Jingcheng Forbidden Army to rebel.
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At this moment, the defense line of Yan soldiers in the square has not been broken, and the envoys from various countries are still safe for the time being. However, there are policemen in front of them and behind them, there is the palace wall that will be shot if they approach. There is no way to retreat. When the mob comes over later, how can these foreigners be spared?
Several envoys ignored the old grudges and gathered together to discuss in low voices, gathered their guards together, and geared up to fight.
The 'National Preceptor' was also behind the defense line and did not order his disciples to break out. Now he was sitting back in the big niche. After his disciples defeated the group of forbidden troops who dared to offend the Dharma Master, they gathered around the Imperial Preceptor to form a formation to protect the Dharma and were ready.
But Song Yang was very busy. Longque was carrying the 'Meritorious Broken Spear' behind his back, using it as a large pen. Stone chips flew up on the blue brick floor, and several lines of big characters were carved on it. He followed him and grabbed the dwarf old man and asked in a low voice.
: "When the fire comes, can you avoid this line of text?"
The words were a little unclear, but his meaning was very clear. After the fire swept through, the ground was scorched, and the writing would become black and indistinct. If the fire could 'bypass' the nearby area without burning, it would remain a piece of the charred area.
Qingbai, the handwriting in it will naturally become eye-catching. These words he left to Jingtai...if Jingtai can survive.
After hearing this, the dwarf Taoist waved his hands away: "I am an expert in arson. If you want to burn anything, you can come to me. But if you want to not burn anything, that is the responsibility of the Taoist Water Master!"
There is no such thing as a water Taoist in Middle-earth. Taoist Huo was just talking angrily. At this time, Blacksmith Xiao intervened: "If you want these lines to be clear and eye-catching after the fire, I have a way." With that, he ran to the high platform where the prizes were displayed.
He went up, gathered up a piece of bright silver armor that had been chopped into several pieces by Song Yang, and carried it back.
Blacksmith Xiao had just studied this armor just now. It was made of a special material that was difficult to damage with swords and was extremely thin. However, it had a weakness: it was afraid of fire. It would melt under ordinary flames... Before the blacksmith finished speaking, Song Yang understood.
After understanding what he meant, he said happily: "Thank you for the advice!" After saying that, he waved the dragon bird here and chopped the armor into pieces. Several people worked together to stuff the armor fragments along the cracks in the carvings.
It is not difficult to imagine that when the fire swept through, the silver armor fragments melted and flowed along the cracks. After the flames passed and cooled, a shining silver 'message' would eventually be left on the ground. Song Yang did not forget it while working.
He smiled at Su Hang and said, "How about I engrave your QQ number on it too?"
Su Hang looked at the flesh and blood flying not far away, and his body trembled slightly: "Don't make trouble, I'm so nervous, I'm scared!"
At this time, a Nanli official quickly ran over to recruit Song Yang and others to join the team. The Yan soldiers' defense line was in danger, and it was about to be unable to hold up. The Nanli official had a sad face, not knowing whether it was complaint or fear, and kept mumbling.
Author: There's no way to escape this situation, you're dead, you're dead!
Yes, he is dead. This person sees things quite clearly. The crowd is powerful and it will not take long for them to break through the defense line...
Suddenly, a shocking howl erupted in the distance.
The garrison system in the capital's important areas has long been established and operates quickly. As soon as the call for help is heard from the palace, the distant teams immediately mobilize their troops to fight, and they are in front of them in a short time. No matter how violent the waves are, after all, they are just ordinary people who are unarmed.
Who could withstand the charge of Dayan's most elite troops and horses? They couldn't even talk about "persistence", and the crowd collapsed in an instant.
But there was no escape. The horn sounded from the palace, and the order was "kill".
The crowd was too dense. They were all crowded on those streets. It was easy to launch a gun, but Yan Qi was particularly worry-free when clearing them. The exits were completely blocked. Just now, they had the upper hand and didn't want to leave. Now they are completely defeated.
Are you thinking about running away again? Nothing in the world is so cheap.
At this point, tonight's bloody curtain finally slowly opened. There was a fierce beating in the iron cage when the lamp was turned on. Dozens of lives were lost in a flash, but what is it compared to now? Several volleys from the crossbow team, a shot from the cavalry
After rounds of raids, the street turned into a river of blood and a road of corpses in an instant...
In one day, the Yan people went through laughter, great joy, great hatred, great anger, and now there is "great sorrow" falling from the sky to the bottom of their hearts. When they are crying and wailing, how can anyone remember that not long ago they faced the iron cage?
The feeling of joy when you raise your arms and shout "kill, kill, kill"?
If this continues, in less than an hour, all the Yan people present will be killed. It will be a completely one-sided massacre, leaving no room for resistance, and almost everyone will be desperate.
Master Hu's face was gloomy, and he whispered to Song Yang who returned to the queue: "Jingcheng has a large number of troops. Such a civil uprising will eventually become a bad thing. The imperial court will soon regain control of the overall situation... Jingtai will kill you and then hurry up.
Let's go away while the chaos is around. If you can still survive, I'll see you and Nan Li again."
Song Yang did not rush to respond, but asked: "What about you?"
Mr. Hu shook his head: "Someone must stay and give Jingtai an explanation."
Song Yang frowned: "You won't be able to see Jingtai if you stay."
Once the rebels are eliminated, the counter-rebellious Yan soldiers will take advantage of the situation and rush into the square. "accidental injuries" are inevitable, and Nanli's regiment will definitely be wiped out. From the envoys to the Qishi to the three hundred imperial guards, everyone will die in the "riot."
The coalition of envoys from the four countries in the square totaled more than a thousand people, but how fragile was the temporary alliance? The Uighur was also the leader of Yipinlei, but it was very important to Dayan. It was only thanks to it that it held Quanrong and Tubo in check. Jingtai Fanfan was still left.
No one with a ounce of sanity would kill the Uighur mission.
Such a commotion in Jingcheng has made the people of Great Yan restless. Jingtai must suppress this matter. Some are busy. Recently, it is definitely not a good time to start a war with Tubo and Quanrong. Therefore, the envoys of the other two powerful countries will probably be fine.
In the same situation, if Jingtai wants to pacify the country, he will probably use diversionary means to fight one or two small battles... Who will he fight? With Tubo and Quanrong, once the fight begins, it may be a tug-of-war for several years. Only Nanli is the most powerful.
He is easy to bully, he can hit whenever he wants and stop whenever he wants, and he will definitely win.
Even if there is no war, Jingtai can kill Mr. Hu if he wants, and at least he can vent his anger. Anyway, Nanli is incapable and dare not counterattack. A weak country has no diplomacy. This is probably the reason...
It is conceivable that as long as Yan Bing controls the situation, the Four Kingdoms Alliance will immediately fall apart and there will be no hope at all.
Mr. Hu judged the matter thoroughly, how could he not see this outcome, but he still shook his head: "My corpse is the explanation, in short... I am the chief officer, I can't leave, otherwise Jingtai will falsely accuse me of Nanli Ce to attack Jingcheng ***,
Long Live is speechless and too passive."
"You can't even leave a body, really." Song Yang said rudely, but his tone was sincere.
When Mr. Hu heard this, his eyes twitched: "Where do you get your confidence?"
"It's still early for the trouble... Moreover, there will be a fire that starts from the front and eventually sweeps through the palace. Everything we can see now will be turned into piles of rubble. If it is left, it will be burnt. I'm afraid it won't be easy to recognize."
." Song Yang spoke easily, and then asked again: "Don't you know that I want to set a fire?"
When he went to the competition this morning, Prime Minister Zuo made a tentative sentence. Although he didn't make it very clear, it was enough to let Song Yang understand that the old man knew about his plan to set the fire.
Mr. Hu coughed: "I just saw those people who are good friends with you. They stay with the dwarfs and blind men every day. How can they do anything other than set fire to them? But... I don't know, such a big group
Fire!"
Song Yang smiled and said: "Master Hu underestimated us Nanli Qishi, Taoist Huo and Guiguzi, they are all capable people with real talents and learning... Let's stop talking nonsense. Maybe we can survive, but I don't guarantee it. In short, there will be
Chances are, will you follow me?"
Mr. Hu immediately replied: "Nonsense! Only fools will stay if they can survive."
Song Yang burst out laughing, and then he realized that the old man had paid for his own life before he had those generous words.
Master Hu asked again: "How to escape?"
Song Yang pointed to the Imperial Master not far away and said to Mr. Hu: "Let's follow him out of the city, and then... it depends on our luck."
Mr. Hu was stunned for a moment: "Will he protect us?" After saying that, he smiled bitterly and said: "So what if we can get out of the city? Jingcheng is thousands of miles away from Nanli, how can we people escape back?"
Song Yang laughed heartily: "Why do you always say depressing words? Just run away and watch. You shouldn't run that far. But..." After saying that, Song Yang's expression darkened: "Ten or twenty people.
, there is a chance to escape, it is impossible for everyone."
Nanli's envoy only had more than 40 people, and there were also 300 imperial guards. Unless Song Yang transformed into a Buddha, how could he take away so many people.
The leader of the Forbidden Army was guarding Lord Hu. Song Yang did not avoid him when he spoke earlier. The general turned to Song Yang and smiled, speaking calmly: "It doesn't matter, the lives of Lord Hu and the ten strange men are the responsibility of the general."
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Song Yang sighed, not knowing what to say to him. At this moment, the four urgent and two slow six-gun blasts came from nowhere. The mob was indifferent to this, but the large group of Yan soldiers who were already on duty, including the palace garrison
The elite guards all showed confused expressions - they had never heard of it and they did not understand.
Artillery orders, call orders, and drum orders all have rhythms, and different rhythms represent different instructions. All the elites in the capital know it well, but the artillery trumpet just now has never been heard before... A moment later, the horseshoes rumbled, and a heroic army suddenly appeared in Jingcheng.
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Judging from their attire, armor and weapons, they were clearly members of the Imperial Guard, but they all took off their helmets and tied their hair with a silver silk ribbon. The flags they displayed were not Yan Banner, Imperial Flag, or Dragon Flag. There was a huge word 'Tan' in it.
In the center is the battle flag of Duke Zhen Guo.
They are also well-trained elite soldiers and horses. The 'Tan Army' came without any warning, directly attacked the Yan Army's weak point, and immediately took advantage. The already tight siege was severely torn open. And'
Tan Jun's soldiers were fighting while shouting in unison: "The Lord Zhenguo is loyal and brave, and he will protect the people of Jingcheng to the death!"
The rebels revolted.
First, plunge all the people into fire and water, and then rescue them from the fire and water. Not only the National Preceptor can do this kind of thing, but the Zhen Guo Duke is also familiar with it.
The Duke of Zhen revolted tonight with three purposes: to kill Jingtai, to type in his account, and to win over the people.
As long as he does the same thing among the three things, he will definitely make money.
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Zhen Guo Gong? The Zhen Guo Gong who lives on Siping Street? Wasn't he sick for more than ten years, and was burned to death in a fire at home this spring? The rioters who were suddenly rescued were all a little confused while being ecstatic.
Soon, the rebel imperial army who met with the rebels revealed the truth: Jingtai killed Zhongliang, and the Duke of Zhen became seriously ill because of the poisoned king. Fortunately, the late emperor protected Jingtai and aborted Jingtai's plot. The old commander had recovered, and he was already dispirited and planned to live in seclusion.
In the mountains and plains, unexpectedly today, the foolish king is tyrannical. He not only wants to kill the imperial master, but also massacres the entire city. The duke of the town angrily sends an order, ordering his good soldiers to rebel...
The righteous flag raised by the Duke of Zhen was not to overthrow Dayan, but to remonstrate with troops. Jingtai abdicated and asked Renai to ascend the throne.
The situation was critical and life was at stake. Suddenly, a group of strong soldiers stood in line with the "common people". The rebels were only extremely grateful to Tan Guide, so they didn't care. They thought, "The response of the Duke of Zhen Guo is fast enough." At this time, the rebel leader sent an order
, detached most of the army and horses to resist the Yan army's attack, and the remaining troops waved the flag and brought out more than ten large carts from the center of the team, which were full of weapons and weapons.
The rebel herald shouted loudly: "There are only so many now. It's just a drop in the bucket and far from enough! But I know that ten miles to the east, there is the secret warehouse of the imperial city underground, countless ordnance, and countless silver and grain. Do you dare to follow me?"
He rushed over, got his sword and gun, and then came back to fight."
Another herald summoned his true energy and spoke: "Jingtai is cruel. If we can't force him to abdicate, when he calms down in the future, he will be guilty of a serious crime! Tonight's situation, you and I will live together!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the ‘Tan Jun’ in the field roared in unison, repeating one sentence repeatedly: “Yan Erlang, save my ancestor Heshan, save me to go up to Dayan!”
It was indeed a sonorous roar that shook the night sky.
With a bang, the mob started making noise again. Their eyes were red for a long time, and now their blood was boiling. They swarmed up to grab all the ordnance that was delivered, and together with the rebels, they began to rush eastward, fighting non-stop along the way, leaving countless corpses... one step at a time.
Long Street, one step of blood!
The slogan of the rebellious people changed again, from "What's the crime of the national teacher" to "Jingtai abdicates the throne".
The originally chaotic people became purposeful and organized due to the sudden appearance of the rebels. Although there was no discipline at all, tens of millions of people had the same goal, and their strength also increased greatly.
The city fell into madness, and at this moment, another force that had been dormant in the capital and had never been revealed finally broke out - monk soldiers!
The rebels are still there, the rebels have not retreated, the Dharma Protector's Hong Bell has shaken the whole city again, and the Great Thunder Sound Station has sent out troops.
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Let’s ask for a *** first^_^.
Another thing to mention, old book friends probably know that Douzi is more accustomed to writing big chapters. Now the new book period is basically over. Starting from tomorrow, Douzi will resume his previous habit, updating one big chapter every day, with a guarantee of 5,000 words. Try your best to get it.
If I write more, I won’t publish it in two chapters.
Daily updates will be uploaded during dinner time.
Writing long chapters is my personal habit. Once I get used to it, I will feel more relaxed and comfortable doing so.
Haha, I'm a little tired from part-time coding, so I'd better go back to the way I'm most accustomed to, so that I can tell stories better, everyone understands, thank you ^_^