The Path Toward Heaven

(The dark room in the room doesn't shine on me. I really like that name, but this chapter is not suitable today. I will find another one with the same taste tomorrow.)

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How to defeat a big man who is qualified to represent history, such as Zhang University Scholar? History itself has given many clear answers, that is, after his death, the emperor who has been dissatisfied with the liquidation for many years will use liquidation to use the emperor's name.

Therefore, the accusations prepared by Chen University Scholars and Jin Chengshang Shu for Zhang University Scholars are basically disrespectful. But this operation requires the approval of His Majesty, then they naturally have to show enough respect to the Emperor's Majesty's table and give enough benefits unless they want to rebel.

It is a pity that they do not have such power, let alone such ambition. At best, they are looking forward to being able to defeat the Son of Heaven to control Chu. So Jing Jiu didn't see them, and they had no way to break into the temple to find the Royal Seal—what's the difference from the guilt they arranged for Zhang University scholars?

Fortunately, the palace is under the strict control of the court. There is no such thing as the inner court. Those eunuchs have never seen the emperor's face a few times, so it is easy to arrange some accidents.

Tonight's autumn is a good time to set fire.

Jin Shangshu did not leave the cabinet, staring at the direction of the palace across the wide square, waiting for the fire to appear.

But until the dawn came, his eyes were astringent and painful. The palace was still quiet and nothing happened.

Until the evening, there was still no news, not even the news of failure.

The eunuchs who set the fire did not know where they were going. The Shoji department did not find it, nor did the guards or the embargo found it, as if the empty space had disappeared.

Jin Shangshu felt that something was weird, and his heart was a little cold.

He burned his face with several hot and humid towels in a row to dispel the drowsiness and coldness, and then went to Chen University's Shifu.

I don't know what Chen University scholars said to him. Judging from the movements in the palace, they should not give up the idea of ​​setting fire to the palace ...

But from that night on, the autumn rain in the capital became continuous and did not stop for a moment.

Probably because of Qiu Yu, the palace never caught fire.

The raindrops dripping from the dark clouds pierced into the quilt with a chill, which was disturbing.

Chaotang Zhugong is naturally the most annoying.

One day, Chen University scholars privately called Jin Shangshu and said, "The time is right now. Don't miss it."

Jin Cheng understood what he meant.

Everything in the world, including fame, status, power, wealth, and even spiritual practice, will come down at the peak, and so will public opinion.

Now is the time when the Chu people have the most grievances against Zhang University scholars. If the court does not seize the opportunity and wait for this period of time to pass, those scholars and the public may start to miss the university scholars who were stepped in the mud by them. By then things will be more troublesome.

That night, someone brought a message to Zhang Dangzi in jail. If he acknowledged the case of ordnance himself, the matter would end here, otherwise ...

Granddaughter Zhang sat in the haystack, thinking about the day when the cavalry was taken back to Kyoto, the cabbage and ink thrown from both sides of the street gradually grew desperate.

Did his father really say that before he died? Nothing needs to be done, and nothing will happen?

Even if it was really what his father said, how could this be, this is not the first time that his old man has misunderstood the situation in his life.

Grandson Zhang remembered the conversation with his father many years ago, when he was kneeling in front of the hospital bed, with tears in his face, asking his father to think about what happened behind him. Should he watch his sons die? His father severely rejected his request at the time, saying that he would not mention it again, they would be fine, and then even exiled him to the south himself ... but now? In jail, he was dying when he saw it, the bachelor's house was surrounded, and he was copied when he saw it.

"The princes of North Korea and China were once your friends and students, but now you can't wait to dig you out of the tomb. This has been the case in history, why don't you understand?"

Grandson Zhang watched the white urn and the bottle of poison left by the person on the ground, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly, revealing a nervous smile.

He suddenly shouted, "Jin Cheng! You must not die!"

The prison was very quiet. No one came to care about him. Only his screams resounded in the cell.

The white cricket is tied to the top of the iron fence and floats gently, just like the white cricket in the graveyard.

It snapped.

Grand Daddy Zhang fell on the haystack, some stunned, found the bottle of poison, shook his hand to open it, and poured it into his mouth.

After a while, he found that the water that was supposed to be poisonous was actually clear water.

At this time he was fully awake, looking at the dark prison cell with vigilant eyes, and asked with a low voice, "Who is it?"

A man in black came out of the shadows and said, "It's really troublesome, I hope you won't try to hit the wall again."

Grandpa Zhang was surprised. Chu State's jail guards were tightly guarded, and the formation method was hidden within the stone wall. Even the most powerful masters and practitioners could not sneak in.

"Who are you? Why save me?"

"I'm a part-time job, do you think I'm willing to take care of these gossip?"

The man in black broke his hand and his sleeve cuffed weakly, just like his voice: "I still have a lot of important things to do. I am preparing to go to Zhao Guo to kill the **** and then to kill the white emperor. He was called here with a word. "

After hearing this, Grandpa Zhang's pupils tightened, his voice trembled and said, "Are you in black?"

The man looked at his clothes and said inexplicably, "You have bad eyes?"

Grandpa Zhang murmured, "You are not dead yet."

The man in black he said was naturally not a man in black, but a specific name for someone in this world.

Many years ago, a strong man who loved fighting and killing appeared in the world. It is said that only under Mo Gong, the combat power is extremely terrible. I don't know how many masters were killed in Qin Zhao Qi Chu. When the strong man appeared, he was dressed in black, so he was called a man in black.

I heard that the man in black later left the Central Plains and went to the Western Regions to work hard and break through the country. Who would have thought he would return again.

Grandson Zhang stared into his eyes and said, "You haven't answered my question yet, why did you save me?"

The man in black ignored him, opened the iron fence, knocked him out, and carried him out—the blue bird rumor made him save the lives of these people in jail. The general and the other officials were hard-hearted and would not Thinking about suicide, this boy Zhang is really troublesome.

Doing things so lazily and casually, people in black are naturally as good as old.

But no matter how powerful the assassin master is, it is impossible to confront the court.

Zhuo Rusui left the prisoner with a comatose Zhang Dadang and disappeared into the capital of Chu. It was like a drop of water entering the sea, without any waves.

Qiufeng Qiuyu was as sad as ever, and the news that the eldest son Zhang had escaped did not worry the princes of the court too much, but gave them a lot of comfort.

In this way, they can finally go further.

They can use this to copy the scholar's house, and believe that even if they cannot find the Royal Seal, His Majesty will never show up, and he can still cure the Zhang family.

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With such an idea, Jin Cheng, a scholar of the Ministry of Rites, came outside the bachelor's house.

The gate of the Academic House has been knocked open, hundreds of sergeants have entered, occupied various places, and have begun to search. The scene is extremely chaotic, with overturned boxes, collapsed flower stands and crying, even The rockery in the back garden was dug up, revealing a secret room full of gold bricks.

Jin Cheng frowned slightly, and was a little displeased. He told his subordinates: "Be disciplined, don't startle the old lady."

The subordinates should respond in unison, but the heart is defamatory. I thought, Master Shang Shu, you were the most respected student of the bachelor's degree. Do you still have to pretend?

Suddenly there was a shout of yelling and scolding in the depths of Xueshifu, and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, Jin Shangshu's brow frowned deeper and he walked towards that side.

A subordinate explained in a low voice: "The backyard has been controlled, but the backyard where the old lady lives is a bit inconvenient."

Jin Shangshu didn't stop, and whispered, "Is everything ready?"

The subordinate official said quietly, "There is no problem at the bottom of the suitcase."

Jin Shangshu said a hum, and said nothing, and soon came outside the backyard.

The backyard was even more wolfish, and several servant women were pushed to the ground, blood was hit on their foreheads, and cloth and clothing were scattered everywhere.

Looking at the picture in front of him, there was a touch of intolerance in Jin Shangshu's eyes.

He didn't know how many times he had visited the Bachelor's House, and even the backyard often came in. Not long ago, he was here to feed the teacher and drink the medicine several times.

Several subordinate officials looked at his expression, and just persuaded a few words, such as national affairs, such as adults ...

Jin Shangshu looked faint, looked at the chaos around him, and gave birth to a self-deprecating smile.

That dress is a royal robe.

For the past two decades, he has been persuading his teacher to become king, but the teacher always disagrees.

Now that the teacher is dead, preparing a royal robe for him can be considered filial piety.

There was a huge pear-wood box in the old lady's house, and the royal robe was at the bottom.

Looking at the closed door, Jin Shangshu cleaned his clothes and said calmly, "Master, please open the door."

There was a faint sound in the room, but no one opened the door.

As time passed slowly, Jin Shangshu's expression grew colder, and he snapped, "Poke the door open!"

More than a dozen sergeants ignored the cry and cursing of the servant women, climbed up the steps, and smashed the door easily, rushing in.

However, these sergeants quickly retreated, their faces were strangely weird, as if they saw a ghost ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ A person walked out of the house, shed his hair, couldn't see his face, the body The bright yellow imperial robe is extremely eye-catching.

The official who handled the matter looked at the emperor's robe, and his expression changed suddenly. How could the clothes hidden under the box be found out and worn on him? But no matter who it is, wearing an imperial robe is a capital crime, and it came out of the old lady's house. How did the bachelor's house get away with it?

"How dare you add your robe! Take me this wicked thief!"

The official ordered sternly, but did not notice the movement beside him.

Looking at the man wearing the royal robe, Jin Shangshu's face gradually turned pale.

The man raised his hands and separated his black hair, exposing his handsome face, and said indifferently, "He is an emperor, what do you wear without a royal robe?"

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(End of this chapter)