Chapter 729 The beginning of the turmoil
At midnight,
On the central axis that traverses the entire huge city of Di'an, a carriage is speeding alone in the rainy night. The imperial road it travels is several feet above the ground, straight and long, and reaches the palace city on the top of the mountain.
The night in Di'an City was low, covering thousands of lights like ink.
The autumn rain lightly touches the window curtains, and the stars and firelight scatter along the way.
The incense is gurgling, sitting alone in a luxurious carriage, the man's long hair is **** meticulously, silently squinting at the scenery outside the window.
The great emperor Ancheng has fallen into a deep sleep at this moment, and only the lights of those streets that never sleep are still bathed in carnival under the drizzle.
The man quietly looked at the prosperity in the distance,
Look at the hysteria hidden beneath the peaceful singing and dancing.
subconsciously,
The man withdrew his gaze and looked at the short man in front of him with a frown.
There, there is a memorial.
On the vermilion cover of the paper, the writings of dragons and snakes are written, and the ink is still wet writing the book of great changes:
"The method of fairy tax."
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Xu Yuan stared at this handwritten memorial and was speechless for a long time.
The rapid hooves of the carriage splashed into puddles, and the incense specially provided by the royal family was refreshing.
He has been through war and seen death.
But what I saw and heard along the way was not a drop in the bucket of this letter.
While in trance, a rustling sound quietly reached my ears.
Looking back,
It was a burst of invisible smoke.
It penetrates along the gaps and then solidifies into shape.
A woman wearing a white velvet waistcoat caught his eye.
Her eyebrows are as green as distant mountains, her eyes are as charming as autumn water, and a slim-fitting rose purple cheongsam outlines her graceful curves.
Glancing at the exposed white soft groove on Lou Ji's chest, Xu Yuan withdrew his gaze.
Sometimes, he doesn't quite understand what this old lady is wearing.
She is always dressed so enchantingly.
To please people, unlikely.
The identity of Chief Black Scale meant that few people even dared to look at her.
If you don't do it to please others, then you can only do it to please yourself.
This lady probably enjoys the kind of twisted and sick things that others want to see but don't dare to see.
As his thoughts spread a little, Xu Yuan asked casually:
"Why do you still have time to come here at this juncture?"
"Can't I come over and care about you?"
Sitting next to Xu Yuan, Lou Ji lazily crossed her legs, her slit cheongsam skirt moved slightly, her plump white thighs were looming, she curved her eyes and asked with a smile:
"How does it feel to go to court for the first time? You looked nervous just now?"
Xu Yuan raised his eyebrows, a little funny:
"Nervous? Father and the others have left the capital, and now I am the biggest in the entire Di'an City. Why should I be nervous?"
Lou Ji couldn't help laughing at her flawless dimple, and said:
"You are the oldest. You really don't follow any rules, and you don't care about the royal family at all. But that's true, but..."
Speaking of which,
Lou Ji paused for a moment, then leaned forward slightly, her soft chest was squeezed and deformed by her thighs. She reached out and took out the vermilion paper on the table, spread it out, lowered her eyes and looked at it carefully, and said quietly:
".Changtian, I mean this Immortal Tax Policy, are you really ready?"
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Looking at the memorial in Lou Ji's hand, Xu Yuan suddenly fell silent.
He once thought that he had been prepared long ago and could face everything in the future with enough cold-bloodedness. However, when he really held the power of this war blade in his hand, he began to feel uneasy.
Xu Yuan silently reached out and took the letter, looked sideways out of the window, and murmured:
"Well, I'm a little nervous, but you always need someone to do it."
War is a means, not an end,
The shadow of war will hang over the entire Dayan Dynasty because in the past few decades, political and economic means have been exhausted.
Lou Ji squinted at the profile of the man in front of her and persuaded in a soft voice:
"In fact, you don't have to do this kind of thing that is easy to get your hands dirty with your own hands. Duke Su Guo, Marquis Zhenxi, or those few ministers are also enough. If it is not possible, waiting for your father to come back is also an option. "
Xu Yuan glanced sideways at the old lady:
"There's no point in covering one's ears and stealing the others' bells."
Lou Ji didn't take it seriously at all and remained serious:
"At least it can make people think clearly."
Saying,
The woman lazily leaned back on the soft couch, looked at the wooden box carved with dragons and phoenixes, and said quietly:
"My sister has killed many, many people in her life. The number of people who have died directly or indirectly at her hands has been at least six figures, but compared to this letter in your hand, these people are still as small as a worm looking at the moon."
The night rainy wind blew in along the window lattice, stirring their long hair.
Xu Yuan suddenly bent his eyes and smiled:
"Sister, you shouldn't be a hypocritical person. Why do you suddenly become both wantful and wantful?"
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Xu Yuan reached out and pressed her boneless shoulder.
Of course he knew what Lou Ji wanted to do.
Even after reaching this most critical step, this old lady, oh no, the elders of the Prime Minister's Mansion still want to help him "reduce the burden", but
Thinking about it, Xu Yuan flicked the letter with his fingertips and said with a smile:
"You want me to go further, but you don't want me to take on the corresponding responsibilities. Why do you want me to take all the good things in the world by myself?"
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Lou Ji's eyes drooped slightly.
In the great flames of the country, which lasted for thousands of years, there were countless wise kings and famous ministers. The important things they did not dare to touch were now all carried on the thin vermilion paper in Xu Yuan's hand.
In the foreseeable future,
Countless families will be torn apart because of it, countless people will die from illness and pain, and all life will become as cheap as trash.
This is a dividing line facing the dawn and facing away from the abyss.
It represents burning,
represents death,
It represents the chaotic era when rituals have collapsed and music has collapsed.
In their plan,
It should be Xu Yinhe, the master of the Prime Minister's Mansion, who started the beginning of all this chaos and shouldered the responsibility for the destruction of hundreds of millions of living beings.
So Lou Ji didn't know why Xu Yuan was so insistent.
For merit?
Or, to establish authority?
Lou Ji couldn't understand the reason, but she could vaguely understand his intention and said softly:
"Actually, instead of shouldering everything yourself, Changtian, you can rely more on us old guys. Your father is also more powerful than you think."
"I know."
Xu Yuan smiled slightly and lowered his eyes slightly.
The memories from the previous life "Cangyuan" flowed through my mind like running water, and finally settled on the scenes of the collapse of the prime minister's house:
".But the people he faced were equally powerful."
Said softly,
Xu Yuan gently put the vermilion-covered letter into the lining of his clothes, looked at the majestic palace city that was getting closer, and said in a soft voice:
"Sister, what I am doing now is just what I should do.
"Stay in your position and do your job.
“Accept the benefits and bear the responsibilities.
"If this is not possible, then I might as well learn from Li Yunqing and find a way out in advance."
After a long silence, Lou Ji left.
Before leaving,
Not forgetting to twist Xu Yuan's meticulously tied long hair into a chicken coop. This is Lou Ji's bad taste, but it is also a sign of her powerlessness.
Thinking so faintly, Xu Yuan looked through the window lattice at the mountain top that was getting closer and closer, the Qionglou Palace hidden in the rainy night, and sighed softly unconsciously.
When Che Chu arrived in front of the palace gate, the Imperial Guards in golden heavy armor were already standing outside the city gate, standing quietly in the rain and killing majestically.
Xu Yuan has no fame, only a viscount title given by the emperor when he was born. Technically speaking, he is not qualified to enter the palace alone. However, today he rode a royal carriage and made an exception to enter the court in the name of being granted a title.
Therefore, before they were completely close, the thick and towering gate of the palace slowly opened, and the carriages passed through the two columns of forbidden troops, and the sound of ruts echoed in the long doorway.
The light in the doorway was extremely dim. Xu Yuan was tying his hair and thinking about going to court.
He didn't understand Dayan's court etiquette.
He was still very busy these days, busy understanding all kinds of information under the Prime Minister's Mansion, busy perfecting his skills, and busy catching that boy Li Yunqing.
I only glanced at the books on the etiquette of the previous dynasty before leaving.
It's a bit like Mingli from the previous life.
But it doesn't matter now,
As soon as the carriage passed through the gate, Xu Yuan saw a large crowd of people in front of the Meridian Gate of the Wengcheng. These people, wearing official uniforms of various colors, stood silently waiting in the rain.
If we follow Dayan etiquette,
These people should all be punished.
The time to enter the imperial court was actually at nine o'clock, and now it is already three quarters past nine o'clock. These people are still showing contempt for the imperial power.
The inscription lamp looked shadowy in the gloomy rainy night. The car stopped in front of the Meridian Gate. There was no other sound except the patter of autumn rain.
"Squeaky."
The car door is open,
A pair of boots stepped out in the rain,
A man wearing a viscount's court dress appeared in front of everyone.
When he went to court for the first time, Xu Yuan obeyed the rules and put on the designated court uniform.
Using Yuan Qi to block the falling rain, Xu Yuanli stood on the sill and looked around. Seeing these familiar faces, he suddenly realized that the blame for these ministers' contempt for imperial power should be placed on his head.
These people are all party members.
The news was released three days in advance.
If he doesn't come, naturally no one in the Xiang party will dare to overstep the mark.
It’s really no small matter to stand in line.
In the silence of the ministers, Xu Yuan chuckled and walked on the water. However, when passing by the closed Meridian Gate, he suddenly stopped.
He raised his eyes to look at the gatekeeper **** on the palace wall, and his calm voice spread through the rain curtain in front of the Meridian Gate:
"Eunuch, as the legitimate son of the Xu family, which sect should I follow?"
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Their eyes met for a moment, and the **** guarding the door immediately replied:
"According to Great Yan etiquette, Lord Xu, you should follow the civil servants to the left."
Before the words fell,
The pupils of the **** guarding the gate suddenly shrank.
Because the third son of the Xu family didn't wait for him to finish his answer, he walked directly towards the Meridian Gate, which should only be accessible to the emperor.
"clatter"
"clatter"
As Xu Yuan marched, a trembling sound like the roar of a giant beast came from under the Meridian Gate.
"Rumble—"
The heavy palace door was pushed open through a gap with trembling sounds.
Through this gap,
Xu Yuan saw the Golden Palace at the top of the mountainous building complex.
When the ministers behind him saw this scene, they
Some people began to sweat profusely, while others looked excited.
However, after forcing a gap open, Xu Yuan did not act any further.
He felt a sense of prying eyes,
From the depths of the palace, he fell in front of the Meridian Gate.
Among the internal counselors of the Prime Minister's Mansion, there are four saints from the royal family.
Three people and one beast.
The beasts are unknown, but humans leave traces.
Emperor Li Yaoxuan, Marquis Mu Zhenbei of Wucheng, and the imperial family Zongzheng.
The sight just now must have come from that Lord Zongzheng.
There are very few records about this Zongzheng in the internal reference of Xiangfu.
So few that we only know that there is such a person among the royal masters.
The other party is considered to be a hidden old man among the ancestors of the royal family.
The kind of mysterious old monster who will never take action unless it is to exterminate the entire clan.
It's a pity that Xu Yuan's spiritual vision is a very unreasonable thing. Although he only had a moment of contact, he had already roughly figured out the general cultivation level of Zongzheng.
Mysterious, yet powerful without exceeding expectations.
In this era, there are too many amazing and talented young people, as well as too many old monsters who have been hiding for thousands of years. It is an inevitable result that the value of this royal family member has shrunk.
Silently writing down this information, Xu Yuan turned around and walked towards Zuoyemen, walking towards the depths of the palace with his eyes lowered.
Xu Yuan did not violate any etiquette during this journey. He patiently followed the ministers and ministers all the way north. After going through a series of complicated etiquette, the majestic Fengtian Palace finally appeared. In the sight of everyone.
At five o'clock in the morning,
The autumn rain has begun to subside, but the dark clouds are still lingering in the sky. The golden armor of the guards is dark and deep, and hundreds of officials stand quietly under the imperial steps in front of the palace.
The ceremony of entering the class should have ended long ago.
However, the officials of Honglu Temple, the imperial censor, and the Bell and Drum Division band on duty today are all Party members. They do not sing the ceremony to enter the class. The censor cannot perform the supervisory duty. Unless the supervising prince speaks, the ministers will have to Wait in front of the temple.
Xu Yuan smiled softly.
He didn't know why Li Yucheng changed his mind.
I don’t know what the deep meaning of Li Yucheng’s move is.
All I know is that the royal family and the prime minister's government can temporarily stop fighting each other.
As later important ministers joined the ranks, the ceremony of joining the class came belatedly.
This process was not long, but the thoughts of all the important ministers present were focused on the young man.
They wanted to see the choice of the Xu family's legitimate son.
I want to see if he will take the imperial road like his father, the prime minister.
But unexpectedly,
Xu Yuan just stood quietly at the end of the civil service and followed the others.
Surprised, puzzled, relieved, reassured.
All kinds of looks revealed the thoughts of the officials.
As everyone entered the Fengtian Hall,
Waiting in silence for the steward in front of the temple to sing the words of salute
"clatter"
A soft footsteps stepped on everyone's heart.
Move one step sideways from the end of civil service,
Xu Yuan stood in the center of the hall under the astonished gazes of many important ministers.
At this moment,
Xu Yuan could notice that his heartbeat began to accelerate uncontrollably.
He reached into his arms and fumbled gently.
The moment he touched the paper in his arms, his fingertips trembled uncontrollably.
At this moment,
Xu Yuan's eyes seemed to have some kind of vision, and he seemed to see the future of this dynasty.
The prosperous lights turned into flames,
Bai Liang turned blood red,
Rows of streets turned into devastated ruins.
The night is no longer quiet,
Crazy wolf smoke filled every corner, and miserable people were everywhere crying and howling.
These images are like a devouring abyss.
But in the silence,
He still looked calm and took out the scarlet-covered paper from the lining of his coat.
The sunshine of the new day fell from the clouds. Carrying the first ray of morning light that reflected in the palace, he presented the Great Yan Imperial Court's letter of war to the sect.
"My lord, please tell me something."
(End of chapter)