Nightwatcher

The first batch of people who saw the Edict of Guilt, with unbelievable shock and the excitement of "I have the first-hand news", spread the news crazily.

Then, countless people flocked to the city gate.

"Is it an edict of guilt?"

People who couldn't read, and those who couldn't make it to the front, yelled loudly.

"Yes, it's an edict of guilt. Your Majesty really issued an edict of guilt." The person in front shouted in response.

"Hurry up, read it quickly" the people behind couldn't wait to urge.

"Shang Nai issued an edict, deeply expressing the regret of the past, saying: I will inherit the great unity with Liangde. I will renew the world and use it to restore the old ancestors. I did not expect to rely on non-human beings, so the city of Chuzhou was destroyed (Note) 1)

"Yuanjing thirty-seventh year, May 16th."

The entire Edict of Guilt, nearly a thousand words in length, was finished by an old Confucian scholar standing in front of the bulletin board in cadence.

Among the ordinary people, some people understood it, but more people were still in the fog. They only confirmed one thing: Emperor Yuan Jing had indeed committed a crime against himself!

"Is it because of the Chuzhou Tucheng case?"

"Your Majesty, you have issued an edict of guilt, that is to say, what Xu Yinluo said yesterday is true, right?"

"Those rumors that smear Xu Yinluo in the market are all false, right?"

The people were most concerned about this matter. Although they trusted Xu Qi'an in their hearts, there were also many rumors to smear Xu Yinluo yesterday, which were true.

They urgently need a certain piece of information to crush those rumors.

Moreover, in the eyes of the common people, the status of the imperial court is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. If the imperial court admits this matter, coupled with Xu Yinluo's prestige, they will have no doubts. No matter who says anything in the future, they will not believe it.

The old Confucian scholar pressed his hand, and the crowd immediately fell silent. He nodded in satisfaction, then shook his head and sighed, saying:

"Your Majesty issued an imperial edict to admit that he connived at King Zhenbei's massacre of the city. Xu Yinluo, what he said yesterday was true. If Xu Yinluo hadn't drawn out his sword in anger, the injustice of the massacre of the city in Chuzhou would have been difficult to resolve. Mr. Zheng, Just, just die with peace."

Cheers and cursing erupted together, and it was very loud.

"Da Feng can produce a Xu Yinluo, it is really favored by heaven."

"Unfortunately, Xu Yinluo is no longer an official."

"It doesn't matter if he is not an official, he is still the hero of Dafeng."

As for the scolding

"Hunk Lord, this Hunjun, aren't the people of Chuzhou not my people?"

"Twenty years of cultivating Taoism is a faint king, and conniving the king of Zhenbei to slaughter the city is a tyrant."

"Dafeng will die in his hands sooner or later"

The cursing soon subsided, and was suppressed by the surrounding officers and soldiers, but the people still cursed softly, or cursed in their hearts.

And the officers and soldiers didn't really want to do anything to these people who committed the crime of disrespect.

The emperor issued an imperial edict to sin against himself, which in itself was an admission of error, and it was giving the people a channel to vent and abuse.

Guozijian.

The Guozijian, one of the holy places for students in the world, where the sound of reading originally echoed loudly, is now full of emotional reprimands and cursing everywhere.

When scholars scold others, they are more versatile than ordinary people.

"King Zhenbei's death is not a pity, but I didn't expect that even His Majesty would be fooled. This is the appearance of a subjugated country. How can he be allowed to act so nonsense, Jianzheng, Jianzheng, didn't he know in advance?"

"All the princes in the Manchu Dynasty have no sons, and we study hard for the sages, and we want to be with this group of scholars who have no backbone?"

"It was necessary for Xu Yinluo to kill the two thieves and turn this matter upside down before they dared to fight His Majesty. Bah, if it were me, I would grab the land with my head on the spot."

"Although a martial artist breaks the ban with strength, but when encountering such unconscionable things, only a martial artist can turn the tide."

"Hey, if this is recorded in the history books in the future, the scholar will lose face. It's a pity that Xu Yinluo is not my Confucian scholar."

At this time, a young student ran in and said excitedly, "Everyone, I just heard good news."

All the students in the courtyard looked over and frowned.

Although the emperor issued an imperial edict to admit the incident and did not make his loyal ministers feel wronged, the incident itself is still a black tragedy and not worth exciting.

The young student greeted the crowd and said excitedly: "I heard that Zhao Shou, the dean of Yunlu Academy, appeared in the court today, and said in front of the princes and His Majesty that Xu Yinluo was his disciple .”

What? !

All of a sudden, the atmosphere in the courtyard exploded, and the students showed excited and excited expressions, and strode forward to meet him.

"Is Xu Yinluo a student of Yunlu Academy?"

"Principal Zhao's disciple who entered the house, is this statement true?"

Several students blushed, grabbed the man's sleeves, and asked loudly.

At this time, if I said it was a joke, I would be beaten, right? The man murmured in his heart, nodded and said: "This matter has been rumored in the officialdom, and it is not my groundless words."

"Hahaha, there are so many happy events today, let's make it clear, let's go and drink."

"I won't study today, let's indulge for a while."

For a long time, Dafeng Shikui was born as a martial artist. This is a thorn in the hearts of all scholars. Every time he mentions it, he feels admiration and sighs.

I think that when future generations look at this period of history, they will inevitably laugh at this generation of scholars. Scholars don't care about this posthumous name.

Now, knowing that Xu Qi'an is a student of Yunlu Academy, let alone how happy he is. Although there is a dispute between Yunlu Academy and Guozijian, the history books don't care about it.

Both are Confucian scholars.

The students of the Imperial College call their friends to go out for a drink.

Jiancheng reported this matter to Jijiu, and angrily said: "Nearly half of the students in the Imperial College have gone out to fool around. Today is not a holiday."

The white-haired old Jijiu, still limp, said without expression:

"Today's incident in the court tells us that there is much help in getting the right way, and there is little help in the wrong way. The sage will not deceive me."

The meaning of sacrificial wine is not to be an enemy of the masses. When facing the general situation, you must properly abandon the rules, show patience, and frown to think.

Huaiqing Mansion.

Sitting at the desk, Huai Qing, who was dressed in plain White House clothes and with blue hair like a waterfall, looked at Lin'an in the red dress, with a faint smile: "He never disappoints, doesn't he?"

He sighed again: "After this incident, the reputation of the father and the royal family will drop to the bottom."

With an oval face and peach blossom eyes, with a sweet smile, he said righteously: "If you do something wrong, you must let it go. Although I don't like reading, the Taifu taught us that knowing our mistakes can make us better."

It is a happy thing to be a simple-minded person. Huaiqing despised his sister in his heart, but he would not say it on the surface.

It's not for Lin'an's face, but she will definitely blow up, and then fly over and peck her face.

Huaiqing was annoyed.

Smart people don't make trouble for themselves.

Seeing that Huaiqing was silent, Lin'an raised his snow-white chin, shaking the complicated jewelry on his head, and said softly:

"Some people shouted righteousness in their mouths, saying that the father did something wrong, but when they needed your help, they immediately stopped talking."

As she spoke, she looked down at Huaiqing with proud eyes, saying that I won this game, and I finally beat Huaiqing once.

Mounting refers to the matter of bringing Li Miaozhen and Heng Yuan into the imperial city and taking them in.

Huaiqing smiled.

After Xu Qi'an beheaded the two thieves, Lin'an cleared away the depression in her chest, and her whole body regained her vigor, and because she had hidden the "rebel" the day before yesterday, with this participation, her thoughts became clear.

Otherwise, you must hold it back in your heart for a long time, so that you don't have any intentional knots, but this is a pure and simple heart, and it will be clouded to some extent.

This is why Huaiqing deliberately "gave up" this credit to Lin'an.

However, Huaiqing is not the elder sister who is so tolerant and indifferent to Linan's provocation, she smiled approvingly and said, "Yes, she is much more responsible than your prince brother."

Lin'an's face suddenly collapsed.

"I'm going home." She got up angrily.

The ring pendant jingled, a touch of light yellow came into Huaiqing's eyes, it was a piece of moist jade pendant.

The cold princess paused for a moment, and frowned: "What is this piece on your waist?"

Lin'an stretched out his little white hand, dragging the jade pendant in his palm, and explained with an oh:

"This is the jade pendant that the dog servant gave me. The quality and workmanship are not satisfactory, but it was carved by him himself. You see, there are so many flaws. If I bought it, it would definitely not be like this."

After all, she raised her face in a showy manner, revealing her gracefully curved chin.

Maybe I didn't even notice that there was a little sweetness in the words.

Huaiqing's plain and pretty face, for an instant, seemed to have a storm, but then returned to normal, and said calmly: "Go away, don't get in my way here."

"I was going to go, huh!"

Mounted arrogantly, he felt that Huaiqing called her to stop just to say the last sentence, to save face and suppress her.

She turned around unhappily, twisted the waist of the water snake, the hem of her skirt fluttered, and walked out of the inner hall.

After the red dress left, Huaiqing angrily took out a small seal from his arms, and threw it on the ground as if venting his anger.

After a while, she got up again, picked up the hem of the skirt, checked it carefully, and found that there was a small hole in the corner of the seal.

The two beautiful eyebrows immediately frowned, a little distressed.

Star Observation Tower, in a secret room.

Xu Qi'an took off his vagina, untied the red knot, two streams of green smoke came out, and turned into Que Yongxiu and Cao Guogong in mid-air.

With the appearance of two souls, the indoor temperature dropped a little.

This nang was specially made by Li Miaozhen, and it can summon newly dead ghosts without drawing a formation, because the nang comes with a formation.

Daoists are also good at making magic tools, although compared with warlocks, one is a sideline and the other is a profession.

Cao Guogong and Que Yongxiu died not long ago, and they were still in a daze, answering every question without thinking.

Xu Qi'an looked at Cao Guogong first: "How did you know about the city massacre case?"

Cao Guogong said dumbly: "After Que Yongxiu returned to Beijing, he secretly met with His Majesty. Not long after that, I was summoned by His Majesty to inform him of this matter."

"What did he ask you to do?"

"Cooperate fully with him" includes being a "popular fan" in court, helping him spread rumors, and so on.

Cao Guogong only found out about the city massacre after the fact. Well, the value of this ghost has plummeted.

Xu Qi'an turned to look at Que Yongxiu, and said, "Do you know the whole story of the massacre case?"

Que Yongxiu replied blankly: "I know."

"Tell me the whole story."

""

Ah, my IQ is too low, so I really can't take advantage of such a loophole. I want to ask each question one by one. Xu Qi'an despised him in his heart, and asked calmly:

"Do you know that King Zhenbei cooperates with the head of the local sect and the high-ranking wizard of the Witch God Sect?"

"Know."

"Emperor Yuan Jing already knew about this?"

"The massacre of the city was originally planned by His Majesty and Duke Huai."

Xu Qi'an was not surprised by this answer, because he had already understood from Wei Gong's hint that Emperor Yuan Jing was most likely one of the masterminds behind all of this.

"Why massacre the city instead of starting a war?" Xu Qi'an asked.

"The blood essence required is too large, time-consuming, and the start of the war will cause many uncontrollable factors in the plan, which is not safe." Que Yongxiu replied.

"What is the real purpose of Emperor Yuan Jing planning this matter?" Xu Qi'an asked again.

He has always felt that Emperor Yuan Jing indulged King Zhenbei too much, and even couldn't wait for King Zhenbei to be promoted. This is not in line with the mentality of an emperor, and he is still a suspicious emperor.

Can the word "Wu Chi" really erase the suspicion and fear of a well-established emperor?

"Duke Huai said that if he is promoted to the second rank, he will be able to check and balance Jianzheng, so that the royal family will have a true pillar of the country. Don't be too afraid of Jianzheng and Yunlu Academy. This is also His Majesty's wish."

This reason is not enough, do you believe it?

Que Yongxiu's next words made Xu Qi'an's face change slightly.

"Your Majesty, I want to refine Soul Pill."

Soul, is the soul pill that Emperor Yuan Jing wants to refine? That's not right, didn't Taoist Priest Jinlian say with certainty that the Daoist chief of the Dizong needs a soul pill?

Therefore, one of the two brothers wanted blood pills and the other wanted soul pills, so they took wool from the common people.

Daoist Jin Lian said that the function of the soul pill is to strengthen the primordial spirit, serve as alchemy materials, refine magic weapons, repair unsound souls, and cultivate tool spirits. Sacrifice to the people of a city.

Of course, the Soul Pill is only one of the gains, and the Blood Pill can help Zhenbei King to achieve the Great Perfection.

However, the beneficiary is King Zhenbei, compared to what Emperor Yuan Jing gained was not enough for him to take this risk and make this decision.

When a person's gains are not proportional to the risks he takes, things will definitely not be as simple as they appear on the surface. Xu Qi'an pinched his brows.

He didn't think for too long, and continued to ask: "Where is the soul pill?"

Note 1: The first sentence at the beginning is the imperial edict of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, and the follow-up is the beginning of the imperial edict of Chongzhen.

PS: Tomorrow, I will collect the rewards from the leaders of the past few days. Thank you, it's too late today, so I will update the card.