Great Blue Night Watchman

Usurping the throne and seizing power to gain the world is rarely seen by ordinary people, but it has been repeatedly recorded in history books. Under normal circumstances, even if the imperial seal is seized, there will be endless twists and turns. The dynasty is not a sect, it has laws. If you dare to subvert the laws, your throne will deviate from the orthodoxy and there will be endless troubles.

Therefore, even if the White Wolf ancestor of the Li Chi family obtained Da Yu, he had to be gentle.

Huairou first targeted the ministers, and then the great scholars, because the former had power and the latter had the right to speak...

The King of Zang faced this group of ministers and the great scholars flying high in front of the Confucian Temple: "I was indeed a prince canonized by the dynasty, but I would like to ask all the ministers and great scholars, is Dongfang Li, the founder of the Dongfang Dynasty, also a prince canonized by the Jun Dynasty? He can take the world of the Jun family, why can't the descendants of the Jun family take his world?"

The people in the city were all stunned. This statement makes sense. The reasons are detailed in the previous annotations...

But the prime minister's beard and hair flew: "Four hundred years ago, the Jun family acted perversely, engaged in war and aggression, and the people were living in misery. The dynasty was doomed, and the Dongfang family took over. This move was in accordance with the will of heaven. How can it be compared with today?"

This is the correct answer!

The dynasty has its destiny. When its destiny is over, it will not perish without the will of heaven, and it is reasonable to destroy it.

King Zang sighed softly, "Four hundred years ago, the ancestors of the Jun family launched several wars. It is true, but do you know why they had to launch wars? It was because the land of Zangzhou was originally seized from the demons. This place was the front line of the battlefield. If you don't think about fighting, how can you protect the country? If you don't think about fighting, how can you protect the hundreds of millions of people in Zangzhou? And the Dongfang family really didn't think about fighting, but what was the result of not thinking about fighting? Zangzhou's pass retreated 5,000 miles away. Zangzhou originally had thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, but now only 3,000 miles are left. Zangzhou originally had thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, but now only 3,000 miles are left. There were four billion people, but now there are less than 200 million! This is the result of not thinking about war! "

The prime minister said: "In the past four hundred years, has the dynasty never thought about war? The previous emperor integrated the way of cultivation and the way of literature to fight against the demon army, which led to the peace and stability of Zangzhou today. Now that the previous emperor's body is still warm, you, the King of Zang, have taken the initiative to use weapons and seize the throne without any bottom line. Where do you put the laws of the dynasty? Where do you put the wishes of the soldiers who have fought on the battlefield for four hundred years? Where do you put the 180 million people in Zangzhou?"

He became more and more excited as he spoke.

The team of officials behind him was excited again.

Half of the people in the city were also infected by his words and were excited...

The King of Burial laughed loudly, and the laughter covered the whole city: "Haha, the corpse of the late emperor is still warm, you have to take a look, where did this corpse come from! It was this rebellious son who killed the emperor! This son has no king or father, is lawless, and has no bottom line!"

The prime minister was furious: "You slander me!"

"That's right, he dared to use the sword and kill the orthodox emperor, and dared to frame him, it's really..."

The King of Burial waved his hand fiercely: "This boy is not dead! I will ask the night watchman of the Confucian Temple to take action, and use the Holy Dao Cleansing Heart Law to ask him whether he killed the emperor, whether he colluded with alien races and demons, and see if I slander him!"

The people in the city gathered their eyes at the Confucian Temple.

On the top floor of Zanghua Pavilion, Zhuge Qingfeng suddenly broke out in a row of cold sweat on his forehead...

Du Bing, who was opposite him, had a completely changed expression: "This... This is what Lin Su is really targeting! He... He wants to investigate the behind-the-scenes, what should I do?"

Zhuge Qingfeng's hair moved without wind, and his face was pale: "Damn it!"

Two words, with endless coldness...

Colluding with the Fourth Prince to start a rebellion, using Li Daonian to pull Yao Chi to take the blame, his means are not insignificant, because he calculated that the Temple would not stand up for Lin Su, and the Temple would not intervene in the change of imperial power.

The new emperor took office, and he made the rules. Yao Chi was involved, Lin Su must be in a mess. Who can see through these layers of fog and trace the most secret inside story?

However, Lin Su manipulated the Zang King to directly subvert the imperial power and directly take down the Fourth Prince, and he also wanted to cleanse his heart with the Holy Dao. This cleansing will wash out all the behind-the-scenes, Yao Chi will be cleansed, a large number of aliens behind the Fourth Prince will be exposed, and he, Zhuge Qingfeng, will also be exposed!

This is Lin Su. In one move, the offense and defense completely changed.

He Zhuge Qingfeng, this super genius of wisdom who plays with wisdom like a fish in water, is really panicking.

The people in the city are silent, and the topic is directed to the temple. They don't know the attitude of the temple.

Of course, there are also many people who are eager. They are the group of people who really want to see the position of the temple.

The Burial King has gone from being a troublemaker at the beginning to controlling the whole situation now. The city is bloody and dead bodies are everywhere. They hope that the temple will stand up and make a qualitative statement about what happened today.

And above the Confucian Temple, the night watchman He Jingzhong's heart is like a raging wind...

God is my witness, he really did not participate in the case of the fourth prince's regicide. He doesn't even know the cause, process, and result of this matter. However, he is a member of the Law Palace! The Law Palace is opposed to the Military Saint. If the Military Saint and Lin Su are happy to see something happen, the Law Palace cannot agree.

This is the consensus that all people in the Law Palace should have.

Therefore, facing the invitation from the Zang King, He Jingzhong did not respond at all...

Lin Su looked over: "Is it inconvenient for Elder He to intervene?"

He Jingzhong said in a deep voice: "The Holy Temple does not intervene in the succession of imperial power. It has been repeated too many times today. Could it be that Lin Changxing still wants to intervene?"

Lin Su said: "Letting people tell a few truths is not considered interfering in the succession of imperial power, right?"

As soon as the voice fell, his eyebrows suddenly lit up, and a beam of Wendao holy light fell at the feet of the Zang King, covering the fourth prince on the ground...

The fourth prince on the ground was shocked and slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were dull...

The eyes of the whole city were focused, and their hearts were beating like crazy.

In the restaurant, an old scholar stared at Wenmiao: "The temple really agreed to the request of the King of Zang..."

"Does this mean..." Another scholar next to him only said six words and stopped abruptly...

Although he didn't finish his words, who didn't understand the meaning?

What he really wanted to say was: Does the temple agree with the King of Zang?

Otherwise, why did they agree to his request? Did they really use the Holy Way to cleanse their hearts?

The prime minister and his people stared at Wenmiao in surprise, and their hearts were empty in an instant...

Behind them, almost all the literati were also dumbfounded...

They stood up, thinking that they had a great cause in their hands. They also killed the King of Zang. They knew that if the King of Zang really wanted to sit on the throne, it would be impossible for him to directly kill them.

The King of Zang was also worried that Wenmiao would take action.

Wenmiao did take action, but it was in response to the King of Zang's request.

This position, even a blind man can see.

In this way, how can the literati team resist? Even the most majestic tower behind them raised the other side's flag...

The Zang King bowed deeply to the Confucian Temple: "Thank you, envoy!"

Then he faced the fourth prince on the ground: "Dongfangge, tell me! Did you kill the king?"

"Yes!"

As soon as the word "yes" came out, the whole city exploded...

With just this one word, the fourth prince will never be able to take the throne. An empire will never accept a person who kills the king and his father to succeed the throne, because this is related to the law and human relations - those who plotted to assassinate their fathers are worse than animals, not worthy of being human beings, and still want to be kings?

"Tell me, how did you kill him?"

"I sent Yao Chi's abandoned disciple Li Daonian to kill him..."

The black pot on Yao Chi's head was solved with one sentence.

"Who else is behind you?"

"The one who gave me advice was Zhuge Qingfeng from the Saint Poet Family, and the ones who helped me were the Fire Clan, the Wing Clan, the Gold Clan, and the Stone Clan..."

The teacup in Zhuge Qingfeng's hand at the Zanghua Pavilion shattered into pieces with a puff...

"Young Master, hurry up!" Du Bing's voice came, as if it came from the depths of hell.

Zhuge Qingfeng slowly raised his head, and his eyes were frantic for the first time in his life...

The question of the Zang King was not over yet...

"If you get the throne, what kind of reward will you give them?"

"The Fire Clan gets Aiyang City and the land of Xingzhou behind it, the Wing Clan gets the 72 valleys of Feilai Peak, the Stone Clan gets the old land of Jinsha, the Gold Clan gets... the Saint Poet Family gets 321 positions in the literary world of Zangzhou..."

The whole audience exploded instantly!

In a restaurant, an old scholar slammed the table and stood up: "Absurd!"

Another old scholar also slammed the table and stood up: "Exactly! The twelve alien races actually divided up the land of the Burial State because of their participation in the regicide case. They directly occupied half of the three thousand miles of land!"

"What's even more ridiculous is that our country's culture and Taoism actually fell into the hands of the poet's family!"

"What is this for? What exactly is this for?"

"What's more terrifying is that the Fire Clan occupied the Aiyang City behind the Guancheng, and the three hundred miles of Xingzhou around the Aiyang City belonged to the Fire Clan. In this way, Guancheng is not between the demons and the aliens. Between the Fire Clan? They have directly strangled the throat of Guancheng. If the Fire Clan rebels, how can Guancheng be defended? "

"In my opinion, this is not an if! This is a necessity! The Fire Clan is originally a foreign race, and they have a long history of colluding with the Demon Clan. Once they occupy Aiyang City, why wouldn't they rebel behind Guancheng? This is not the new emperor, this is a demon. If he is allowed to succeed to the throne, my Zangzhou will become the Demon Realm in the blink of an eye!"

"The Dongfang family is the one who is perverse!"

"That's right! The Dongfang family is not worthy of being a king!"

"Support the Zang King to ascend the throne!" The first call for the throne broke out in the restaurant.

Support voices from all over the city.

In front of the Zang King, the group of ministers, all of them were sweating in their heavy clothes. When the fourth prince they supported spoke under the Holy Dao, they felt a strong premonition of crisis...

At this moment, Lin Su's eyebrows moved, and the light of the Holy Dao covered their group.

Their consciousness was instantly confused...

The King of Zang turned to the Prime Minister: "Prime Minister, tell me, what role did you play in this case of regicide and treason..."

The Prime Minister's eyes were dull and he began to answer...

The capital was silent...

The capital was undercurrent...

The people of the capital went from surprise to anger, from anger to fury...

The literati went from confusion to shock, and then to fury...

Who could have thought that today's enthronement would be so ironic?

The king killed the king and his brothers, and colluded with twelve alien races...

The Prime Minister colluded with the demons and has always been the spokesperson of the demons...

The Grand Secretary of Wenyuan Pavilion colluded with the Wings, and he has always been the spokesperson of the Wings. Even his granddaughter married a member of the Wings...

The Imperial Academy and the Hanlin Academy are all the same!

The entire court was turned into a mess by the demons, aliens, and monsters.

They are all glamorous in front of others and behind others, but it is all an illusion. They are all spokespersons for various forces. This is the tradition of Zangzhou. People who are not connected with forces cannot gain a foothold in the court.

The families without connections with forces have even been destroyed.

The remaining big families and cultivation sects are almost all related to foreign races, demons, or these spokespersons...

This is our Zangzhou!

This is the country and home that we thought was still peaceful and stable!

The seeds of anger took root at this moment and turned into a wave that swept the whole city...

"Your Majesty, please ascend the throne!"

In the front of the Golden Palace, a scholar took the lead, knelt down with a thump, and cried loudly.

Beside him, hundreds of people knelt down together. This was like pushing down dominoes. Starting from Qinglong Avenue, the wave of kneeling swept the whole city, and half of the people knelt down.

If there had not been this interrogation, it would have been a long-lasting process for the King of Zang to gain the world and win the hearts of the people. However, the deepest inside story of this dynasty was revealed layer by layer, and the whole capital was furious.

Their anger was to completely overthrow this dynasty and to cast their votes for the people on the opposite side of the dynasty!

The people on the opposite side of this dynasty were the King of Zang!

The King of Zang looked around the whole city, and his body seemed particularly tall and majestic at this moment. He slowly said: "I left the burial area and entered the capital this time. I did not regard the throne as the throne of the emperor, but regarded it as a battlefield! I have three words to give to the world. First, after ascending the throne, anyone who has an affair with aliens and demons will be eradicated, and the Zangzhou will be clean and upright!"

"Good!" Ten thousand people shouted below.

"Second, from today on, all foreigners are not allowed to enter my Zangzhou without permission, otherwise, they will be killed without mercy!"

"Good!" Tens of thousands of people shouted below.

"Third, I will send troops out of the city and recover the 5,000 miles of land that was lost by the Dongfang family 500 years ago, so that my Zangzhou can return to the heyday of our ancestors!"

"Good!" Millions of people roared in unison, and the capital seemed to be completely torn apart by this roar...

In the Confucian Temple, He Jingzhong slowly raised his head.

A strand of white hair on his forehead danced lightly in the wind.

The bold words and roars outside seemed very far away in the Confucian Temple, but the endless undercurrent still surged into his heart through the isolation line of the Confucian Temple.

"I have heard in the past that Lin Changxing can overthrow a country, but I have never seen it with my own eyes. Today..."

His voice stopped abruptly, because if he continued to talk, it would probably be another dispute that would never be resolved, the dispute about whether Lin Su participated in the change of imperial power.

On the surface, he definitely did not participate.

He was watching the whole process.

The only participation was to borrow a ray of holy light from the King of Zang to help him cleanse his mind with the Way of Literature.

But he had already defined this participation in advance: asking a few people to tell a few truths is not considered subverting the imperial power, right?

In theory, it is not. How can asking people to tell the truth be considered subverting the imperial power?

But in fact, it was these few truths that subverted the imperial power.

Because the words of people who have cleansed their hearts with the Way of Saints are all unspeakable.

Also because his ray of holy light of the Way of Literature was emitted from the Confucian Temple, representing a special meaning that can only be understood but not expressed in words - God is my witness, the effect of this meaning is stronger than the sword of God in the hands of the King of Zang, because it attacks the heart...

Only the night watchman He Jingzhong knew that this ray of holy light had nothing to do with the Confucian Temple.

It was this bastard who came to the Confucian Temple as a guest and forcibly tied up the Confucian Temple.

Many things are ridiculous, but after a few rounds of absurdity, they are reasonable results...

Lin Su smiled lightly: "Goodbye!"

The next moment, he took a step out, invisible in the air, and landed in a room.

In the room, a woman stood in front of the window. When she felt something strange behind her, she turned around.

Jiang Yun.

Jiang Yun's eyes were full of excitement: "Husband, it really worked!"

"Is your husband really awesome?" Lin Su hugged her waist, breathing and smelling each other, full of fragrance.

Jiang Yun stood on tiptoe and pressed her cherry lips against his: "Needless to say? To subvert the imperial power of a country, for my husband, it is as difficult as carrying me to bed."

Lin Su smiled: "Is this a hint? Prompt me to carry you to bed?"

Jiang Yun rolled his eyes at him: "You bad husband, don't you see what time it is, in broad daylight, and at the coronation ceremony of the buried king..."

"I waved my hand in broad daylight and it was night. The coronation ceremony has reached this stage, and there is no need to pay attention to it." Lin Su waved his hand gently, and the room really turned into night.

Jiang Yun was so surprised: "You really came..."

"What's true or false? Let's take a nap and relax. There are still a lot of things to do..."

If there was no second half of the sentence, Jiang Yun would definitely not agree. However, based on the fact that there were a lot of things to do, how could she go against her husband's wishes?

So, Jiang Yun was succeeded by him in broad daylight...

After succeeding, she panted for a long time in his arms, and finally spoke: "Before you entered the room, I contacted my grandfather, and the people he sent did not find Zhuge Qingfeng."

"It's better that he didn't find it!"

Jiang Yun's eyes widened, staring at him in a daze: "Why...it's better that he didn't find it?"

"There is a saying in the world: the monk can run away but the temple cannot. Little baby, have you ever thought that what I want is not Zhuge Qingfeng at all, but the temple behind him?"

Jiang Yun gently spit out four words: "Poet Saint and Holy Family! Is that right?"

Lin Su gently kissed her lips: "Remove two words!"

"Remove two words...Oh my God...Husband, you you..." Jiang Yun suddenly jumped up, her chest rose and fell sharply, and she couldn't utter a word of the following words.

Poet Saint and Holy Family, remove two of the four words, which two are removed?

The Poet Saint's family is already a giant in the secular world, comparable to the imperial dynasty. If Lin points his spearhead directly at this family, his aura will be earth-shaking.

But removing the two words, it is even more unimaginable.

He points his spearhead at... the Poet Saint!

"Don't worry, this is a game of chess!" Lin Su said: "Zhuge Qingfeng spent a year to play the first half, and the second half is my turn!"

"Where do you want to place your move?"

"The next step is to visit the home of the poet."

"When do we leave?"

"Now!" Lin Su said, "So baby, I don't have to be horny in broad daylight. The most important thing is that you and I may not meet again for a while, so I'll say goodbye to you in your favorite way..."

His lips fell, touched and rubbed Jiang Yun's lips, and his hand fell down, pinched something and rubbed it, but it disappeared...

Jiang Yun wanted to refute him and say that I don't like this method, but the little bad guy has already slipped away...

Outside the window, the buried king who had returned from the heaven came to the outside of the Confucian Temple. He was still walking on the red carpet set up by the Fourth Prince's Dongfang Pavilion, and was sitting on the sedan chair that the new emperor had just sat on. The red lanterns hanging on the towers along the way and the red lanterns hanging on the streets were all set up by the Fourth Prince. Just like what Lin Su said, the coronation ceremony, you are not familiar with the process, and neither am I, but it doesn't matter, the Fourth Prince is familiar with it, and the court officials are familiar with it, let them set up the stage, and then we will use his big pot to cook our plain noodles, saving trouble and effort.

If the Fourth Prince heard this, he would probably be angry to death.

In fact, even if he didn't hear this, but sitting in the prison car and watching all this with his own eyes, the Fourth Prince still spit a mouthful of blood into the sky...

Yes, this is the difference from the previous coronation ceremony. When the King of Zang ascended the throne, there was a team that was particularly conspicuous, that is, the special viewing group headed by the Fourth Prince and supplemented by more than 300 court officials. They were in the prison car to witness the King of Zang ascending the throne.

The King of Zang was exactly the same as before.

Entering from the Xuanwu Gate, passing by the various avenues in front, the corpses on the avenues have been moved away, and the blood has been washed all over the city with water rules, which is cleaner than before.

The breeze came slowly, as if to completely eliminate the thrill just now.

Arrived at the Confucian Temple.

The accident still happened.

The night watchman of the Confucian Temple did not appear.

The King of Zang looked at the Confucian Temple for a long time, his eyes slowly narrowed...

The night watchman He Jingzhong also looked at him quietly on the third floor...

Everyone around was stunned...

Wasn't the Confucian Temple quite supportive of the King of Zang just now? Why did it drop the chain now?

The King of Zang smiled lightly: "The first incense stick, respect the sky!"

With a light wave of his hand, a stick of incense was inserted on the table, and the solid white jade table was directly penetrated by this stick of incense.

"The second stick of incense, respect the earth!"

This stick of incense was inserted into the jade table again.

"The third stick of incense, respect the Tao!"

The third stick of incense passed through the white jade incense table in front of him.

The incense table was covered with cracks, and the night watchman He Jingzhong looked down from above, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Because the cracks on the incense table formed four words: Take care of yourself!

This crack is invisible when looking straight ahead.

People in the whole city cannot see it.

If there is only one person who can see it, it is He Jingzhong!

The Zang King narrowed his eyes and glanced at him. This glance was icy and piercing.

Three incense sticks were inserted into the incense table, but not into the incense burner, but directly into the chopping board.

The cracks formed were a warning!

He Jingzhong's face was dark blue, but his anger did not turn into action.

Because he knew who the Zang King was.

The Zang King was different from the previous emperors of the dynasty. He was essentially the leader of a sect. He had been cultivating in the burial area for hundreds of years and acted really unscrupulously. If you annoyed him, he might really flatten the Confucian Temple.

Other emperors dared to flatten the Confucian Temple, that was to seek death.

But did he care?

He had already said that he came to be an emperor not to be an emperor, but to participate in the war.

Since he was participating in the war, he dared to show his sword of killing gods in the face of any enemy.

The most fatal thing was that the overall pattern of the temple had changed a little now.

The military strategist school has several saints in its ranks. They really have the confidence to overturn the table. If he, a night watchman, clashes with the King of Burial, it is hard to say what the result will be...

The King of Burial waved his hand lightly: "The ceremony is over! Return to the palace!"

As soon as the four words fell, his fat body sat on the sedan chair and officially returned to the palace.

This time in the palace, the land of Burial State, the situation changed dramatically...