After The Empress Acended To The Throne, I Was Forcefully Made His Greatness

[Name]: An Xinyue

[Identity]: "Lenggong" - special guest supporting role

[Achievements]: White Fox Demon King (Tier 2), Cholera Guozuo...

[The first act of the script]: In the fourth year of Yuanji, the Mountain Sea Demon Kingdom and the Great Jin Dynasty fought in the river valley. The country was defeated, and the white fox princess An Xinyue was sent as a hostage to the capital of Jin Dynasty.

In the sixth year of Yuanji, An Nanbo asked An Xinyue to be the hostage of the demon clan, in the name of not having too many guards, and asked to punish An Xinyue's attendants. Contradictions with Annanbo.

In the seventh year of Yuanji, An Xinyue came into contact with Wuyoujiao, the largest sect sect.

In the ninth year of Yuanji, An Xinyue obtained the secret method "Nine Chapters of Heaven's Fortune: Borrowing Luck", and opened Tianxian Pavilion in Kyoto to practice with luck.

In the eleventh year of Yuanji, An Xinyue broke through the divine elixir and became the seven-pattern elixir. For the next four years, An Xinyue was defeated by fate and could not be saved.

In the fifteenth year of Yuanji, An Xinyue was invited into the palace by Princess Ji Lingrong of Changyi. Feeling the prosperity of the palace, An Xinyue wanted to take advantage of the luck to practice.

In the seventeenth year of Yuanji, the earth dragon turned around outside the capital city of the Jin Dynasty, and a tomb of immortals appeared in the world. An Xinyue got a great fortune in it, possessed the eldest lady of the Su family in Changzhou, and dispelled her evil spirit.

In the eighteenth year of Yuanji, because the Mountain and Sea Demon Kingdom no longer had a light of peace of mind, the two countries had a dispute again...

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After watching An Xinyue's panel, Zuo Daoqi immediately understood why An Xinyue had to kill An Xinyue. The two sides had formed a deadly feud since the beginning of the River Valley War. The two conveniences are endless.

This kind of contradiction, even the prestige of the first assistant Zhang Weizheng in the court, is somewhat overwhelming.

Zuo Daoqi was very happy to be able to prostitute one person's plot panel for free. He never thought that the Leng Gong script could be used in this way.

I don't know if Ji Lingshu will pull people in in the future, will he also be a prostitute for nothing?

An Xinyue has an affair with the Wuyou Sect, which can be used. Even if she reveals the secret of her fake eunuch, her cooperation with the Wuyou Sect is destined to make her no longer have a foothold in Dajin, even if she dies behind her. There is a country of mountains and sea monsters.

Thinking in this way, he took out what An Xinyue gave him, it was an extremely small blue silk scarf, it was a magic weapon called Siyin, the only effect was to disguise Qi and blood, other than that, There is no other use.

Zuo Dodge looked at it, then put it away, he can't use it now, this thing needs mana to move it.

Yanglong Temple is located in the southeast of Ling County, in the mountains and forests, with the endless sea of ​​trees and mountains behind it.

Of course, it's snowy now.

There is a mountain road around it, which winds and extends to its gate.

The Taizu of the Jin Dynasty exterminated Buddhism, and the entire court resisted Buddhism, which is already a kind of political correctness. Naturally, there are no powerful and extraordinary people who can open temples around the capital.

Zuo Daoqi recalled the information about Yanglong Temple that he had learned along the way. Today's Yanglong Temple is no longer a place for Buddhist practice, but has been completely reduced to a temple for believers and pilgrims.

The monks here seem to have only a small group of monks guarding them, and the rest are so few.

It was already afternoon, and few people came to burn incense at this time.

At this time, a tall and half-grown young man was standing at the gate of Yanglong Temple Mountain.

He was dressed in blue and plain clothes, and he wore a big bamboo hat on his head. Other than that, he had nothing on his body.

This is naturally left Dodge.

Today, he has a handsome face, abnormally bright eyes, and strong walking steps. He can tell at a glance that he is from an unusual family.

Who would have thought that a few months ago, he was still a thin, small, weak bean sprouts.

Zuo Daoqi bought a bamboo hat on the street since he left Jiuquan Villa, and ran all the way, exhausting a lot of energy, before arriving at Yanglong Temple in a short time.

Climbing up the gray stone steps, Zuo Daoqi saw a large temple with yellow tiles and red walls.

Even in the official name, it is no longer called Yanglong Temple, and has been renamed Songzi Temple.

Raising dragons is a taboo.

Two little novice monks were cleaning the fallen leaves and snow outside the door with a broom. The suburbs of Beijing had more snow than the inside of the capital.

Zuo Daoqi walked into the monastery, because pilgrims came to burn incense from time to time, so there are road signs in the monastery.

He followed the road signs and walked towards the back mountain, where there was a secret treasure of 'Dragon Raising Way'.

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Princess Changyi happily ran up to the top of the attic, and looked at the middle-aged man who was talking with the great Confucian Qi Zai.

This person was wearing a bright yellow luxurious robe, and his face was not angry and majestic. He looked like a high-ranking person.

Princess Changyi ran in with small steps, looked at the middle-aged man above, "Father, I wrote a new poem, how do you see it?"

For this youngest daughter, Emperor Yuanji obviously dotes on him very much. He stopped the conversation with Qi Zai, "Oh? Can Rong'er know how to write poems? Let the emperor and Master Qi take a look."

"The light of the air attracts the smoke from the furnace, and the jade pendant grows in the cold plain grass.

It should be that the immortals were madly drunk and smashed the white clouds. "

After Emperor Yuanji finished reading, the playful look on his face disappeared, and he looked at Qi Zai, waiting for his evaluation.

Although he was called a sage in the palace, professional Confucian scholars still had to judge such literary things.

Qi Zai read it through, stroked his beard and smiled, "Good poems, although the rhyme is different from ordinary poems, but they are rare good poems. It's just the madness in them. I don't know how Princess Changyi thought of it?"

Originally, I wanted to ask why this poem is incomplete, why is there only description of scenery, no lyricism, according to the general poetry format, it is obviously incomplete.

Just seeing Emperor Yuanji's smile and Princess Changyi's favor, Qi Zai didn't ask any more questions.

Princess Changyi's face was slightly depressed, and she said immediately, "The wine was so delicious just now, I couldn't help but drink a few more glasses, so I wrote it."

Qi Zai was full of disbelief, but seeing Princess Changyi's appearance, he knew that most of the questions would not be answered, so he raised his head and bowed to Emperor Yuanji, "Your Majesty's success in teaching daughters is indeed a blessing for the country."

Emperor Yuanji laughed out loud.

It was only when a few people were having fun on the fifth floor of the attic that the atmosphere in the courtyard seemed to have changed.

Many scholars were silent and did not say a word, just because those who are qualified to speak now are all senior officials above the third rank.

"There is no snow in the north, and food is scarce. Now the people are trying to make a living. In the northernmost Ninggu land, people have already moved south. If this continues, there will be refugees everywhere. Your Majesty, please be aware."

An official wearing a purple robe of a third-rank official stood on his seat and said loudly to the people in the attic.

After this person opened his mouth, all the scholars who were still immersed in writing poems were shocked. The emperor came today?

Emperor Yuanji looked at Wang Bing who was at the side, and Wang Bing glanced at the window, "Your Majesty, it's Qiru's gang again."

After hearing this, Emperor Yuanji's face was gloomy and he didn't say a word, but he stared at the window firmly.

As the emperor, he thought much more.

The Confucian practice system is a bit complicated. Reading, doing things, fame, official position, and even writing articles can increase one's cultivation or speed up one's cultivation.

But for most people, fame is actually the best thing to get.

There are two ways of Confucianism, righteousness and strangeness. The righteous way pays attention to the five virtues.

And those who have strange ways, use their names to cultivate virtue, the higher the reputation, the faster the cultivation base will advance.

This is the so-called admonishing ministers who use death to persuade them. Qiru can practice faster. There are other things besides admonishing ministers, but I don’t need to say more here.

Emperor Yuanji understood the purpose of these people.

How could he not know that there was no snow in the north, but he never thought of it.

This group of people will embarrass him in front of the scholars of the world today.

With his majesty as the emperor, he has achieved the name of the so-called admonishing officials below.

Sure enough, after the first person finished speaking.

Soon there will be a second one.

"Heaven and earth have a heart of benevolence, but if the sky does not snow, it is a man-made disaster. Your Majesty is obsessed with common dramas and forgets the country. There is no snow in the north, this is God's punishment!"

Emperor Yuanji's eyes were gloomy and cold. It seems that he...hasn't killed anyone for a long time.

"The luck of heaven is connected, and the great Jin country is endless, but the capital loses its virtue, and the sky punishes itself in the north."

One after another, people got up and used various arguments to blame Beidi Wuxue on Emperor Yuanji. Emperor Yuanji's face became more and more gloomy.

ps: Ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a monthly ticket...

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