The Path Toward Heaven

Few people in Chu State have seen His Majesty the Emperor who has lived in the palace for decades. For example, neither the officials nor the sergeants of the Chafu University today have seen him. The men who came out of the old lady's house were stunned. Now, I thought it was a lunatic?

Jin Chengshang's qualifications are very old, and he has already entered the DPRK as a young man. He was once fortunate to have met with him at the ceremony of the throne 20 years ago. His Majesty the Emperor at that time was only a ten-year-old boy. He should be thirty years old now. He is considered middle-aged. But why the face after the black hair is separated still looks so good and has not changed?

His Majesty suddenly appeared in the House of Scholars, his plot was broken, and his appearance was like yesterday. These three things were like three thunders falling directly in the heart of Jin Shangshu, and he knelt down subconsciously, saying, "Long live, you ... ... "

Officials and sergeants reacted at this time, shocked and silent, kneeling unevenly.

The old lady came out of the house with a cane, and just saw the scene of people in the Manchuria kneeling like tide.

Jing Jiu turned to her and said, "I promised him that as long as I am an emperor, I will keep you rich forever."

Listening to this sentence, the old lady was even more irritated, she knelt down tremblingly, and said, "Xie Xuan drooped pity."

There was no sound in the bachelor's house, and then there was a sudden cry.

Those crying came from the descendants of Zhang University scholars, as well as those servant servants.

Today, the court copied the family. There were already many crying in the bachelor's house, but the crying at that time was grievance and fear. At this time, it was the joy and ecstasy after escape from the disaster.

Of the charges that the court arranged for the college scholar, the most impenetrable was the imprisonment of the imprisonment, which was in rebellion.

Today the Emperor went to the House of Scholars in person, and Jinkou Yuyan concluded, who would dare to say anything?

Jin Shangshu knelt on the ground, listening to this sentence, his face suddenly changed, and finally woke up.

If the situation develops like this, his preparations with the Duke of Korea and the Central Government will be put into practice. Where can he allow such things to happen?

Even if His Majesty is not an idiot, he has been imprisoned in the palace for 20 years. I am afraid that a minister does not know it. What if I die?

The power brought by ambition and greed supported Jin Shangshu's resplendent rise.

He stared at Jing Jiu's eyes, and he was ready to shout the most critical sentence-this man is fake!

Actually dare to pretend to be His Majesty the Emperor, this is Ling Chi's big crime, you can't be tortured to death?

In order to hide the royal robes often worn by university scholars in private, the bachelor's government dare to make people pretend to be emperors.

In a short period of time, Jin Shangshu thought a lot of things, many pictures flashed in front of him, and those pictures were blood.

The next moment, he realized that he didn't shout.

Hundreds of official sergeants knelt on the ground and looked at him with a strange look.

Jin Shangshu opened his mouth with a terrified expression on his face.

The only sound he could hear was his heartbeat.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

His heart beats faster and faster, turning into a quick drum beat, as if to jump out of his throat.

Faster!

An indescribable pain burst from his chest, and it spread to all parts of his body instantly.

If he could make a sound at this time, he would scream like an injured beast, but he couldn't, so he could only look at Jingji with a horrified face.

Looking at those deep eyes, Jin Shangshu suddenly wanted to understand a lot of things. Why the teacher never dare to usurp the position, why the emperor closed his palace, why the King Jing Shizi went to Beijing for purpose, and then died, why did the fire in the palace not ignite when the autumn rain fell ...

It was a pity that he understood too late, and his strong remorse and despair and fear made him cough in pain.

There was a mist of blood from his lips.

There was a scream in the field.

He continued to cough, bowing his body like cooked shrimp, the blood and water continued to spit out, and finally even coughed up some flesh and blood.

Jing Jiu took the hairband from the old lady and bundled up her black hair. She walked past Jin Shangshu and walked outside the bachelor's house without looking at the person.

Holding the cane, the old lady humbly sent it out, and spit on his face as she passed by Jin Shangshu.

The spit was like a hammer, and Jin Shangshu fell to the ground directly, twitched twice, and never breathed again.

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That night, all officials in the capital of Chu Kingdom were eligible to receive the notice, and there will be a Dachao meeting tomorrow.

In fact, only one **** was sent in the palace to inform Chen Chenshi.

It is conceivable that His Majesty, the emperor who has not been in the palace for two decades, really has no one who can move.

This fact does not reassure the officials who have been notified, because what happened in the university's palace has spread throughout Kyoto.

Before dawn, sedan cars appeared one after another on the road to the palace, and some officials were still talking to the deacon in the house by the window until this time.

Not telling the last words, but preparing for the shocking changes that may happen today.

Even in the face of imperial power, few ministers are willing to hold hands, not to mention that in the history of Chu in recent decades, imperial power is really nothing.

The temple door slowly opened, and the officials looked at each other, stopped talking, and slowly walked in. Two cases were arranged according to the usual practice.

Meetings are something that everyone doesn't like, but the country is always inseparable. The DPRK has never stopped, except that His Majesty has not been there for many years.

Some ministers remember the last time that the emperor appeared at the congregation or the ascension ceremony, and some officials with good memory remember that when Zhang University scholar was impeached, he said something in the court—the university scholar did a good job, you Don't be bullshit.

In the eyes of His Majesty the Emperor, are these things happening after the death of the University Fellow? So what do you want to do?

Looking at the man in the bright yellow robe on the high chair, many courtiers developed various thoughts, and then his eyes were quickly attracted by the handsome face, and he was shocked. Such a beautiful man, with black hair all around just behind his head, how can he have a fairy-like appearance?

Jing Jiu naturally ignored the thoughts of these courtiers and said, "Let's get started."

A little **** glanced nervously at the list in his hand, ready to speak.

At this time, the Chen University scholar suddenly stepped forward and gave a gift to Jing Jiuxing, saying, "Your Majesty, the minister has something to ask."

Jing Jiu glanced at the man and said nothing.

Chen University scholar said: "Yesterday, the ceremony book Jin Chengshang Shu copied Zhang Fu's purpose. Why is your Majesty there? Why is Jin Shangshu violent?"

These two interrogations were extremely rude, and even more rude when he asked, he kept staring at Jing Jiu's eyes, totally without the respect that the emperor deserved.

Chen University scholar stared at Jing Jiu's eyes, trying to see something out of it.

The emperor suddenly appeared in Zhangfu yesterday, and Jin Cheng was so violent that he shocked him and finally remembered a very secret rumor.

Zhang University scholar refused to move the emperor because he knew the emperor had been practicing alchemy!

Today's Dachao meeting, Chen University scholars want to know whether this rumor is true or not, of course, he has made all preparations in any case.

Even if His Majesty the Emperor is really a wonderful cultivator of immortals, he still cannot change the general trend of the Chu Kingdom!

Naturally, Jiu Jiu will not answer this question.

The little **** was extremely clever, forcibly suppressed the tension in his heart, and yelled, "Four wills? Your majesty has no wills. Whose will you serve!"

The eunuch's voice was very sharp, because it was tense and a little dry, and it sounded like a little **** who was pinched by his neck.

Such an unpleasant voice echoed in the empty hall, and Chen University scholars looked faint and wondered how to answer.

Jing Jiu didn't want to let this tedious process go on. He looked at the officials in the temple and said, "Academician Zhang is a candidate, and you just move him."

This sentence is very rude, does not mean anything, and is not consistent with the temperament usually used in officialdom, more like the tone of children of rivers and lakes.

Listening to this sentence, the ministers did not feel scared, but they felt funny, and even a few officials really laughed.

Jingjiu ignored them and continued, "... that's to kill the whole family."

This sentence is very indifferent, not killing, not like thunder, just passing through like a gust of wind, but everyone in the temple felt extreme chill.

The little **** took the list two steps forward, swallowed a little nervously, and began to read the name. The minister who was named by him was listed with a dazed expression. The number of these officials was very small. There were only seven or eight people. The officials who were not named were also puzzled, thinking what this was going to do.

The **** thought about what to say next, his expression was more tense and his voice drier.

He was not an amazing figure, but just a few days ago, when he found a few dark shadows sneaking into the main hall to set fire, he called up his courage and screamed.

After shouting that throat, he thought he was going to die. Who would have thought that the fire didn't ignite, and he didn't die, instead he became a cronies of the emperor.

Of course, it may also be because His Majesty only knew himself as a little eunuch. Thinking about these things, the little eunuch's nervousness was relieved, his throat was cleared, and he said to the ministers in the temple: "The officials who have been given the name are not guilty, and the rest of the officials are guilty ..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted.

There was an uproar in the temple. The ministers looked at Jing Jiu in the throne, and their eyes were full of shocking emotions. Do they really want to change the sky?

Your Majesty, you have nothing, no courtiers, no army, no guards, and even the **** has only such a little doll that has not been opened. Do you want to end the entire Chu Kingdom officialdom? Where is this crazy idea? Is Your Majesty really as rumored, is it an idiot or a lunatic?

"Your Majesty wants to set the world on the basis of an imperial seal?"

Chen University scholars laughed and looked at Jing Jiu in the royal chair. His face was full of pity: "The capitals, states, counties, officials, soldiers, scholars, and people are sober people. Who will listen to you? ? Even if you might talk about some guards, maybe even yourself ... "

Having said that, he paused, without finishing the conjecture, with a strong sense of mockery on his face.

A general said with a sneer: "Even if you can leave us in the palace for a while, what's the use?"

Yes, even if Jing Jiu finds a way to seal the palace, there is no way to keep these ministers in the palace for a long time and force them to recognize their authority.

These ministers were well prepared before entering the palace. As long as they stayed a little longer, the directors and generals of each government office would be dispatched, and big camps outside the city would come in.

It is also very easy for the army to choose between an idiot emperor who has been imprisoned for many years and the entire court.

How many moments will the palace hold up? Once your palace is broken, how will you be with your Majesty?

Chen University scholar quietly looked into Jing Jiu's eyes, waiting for his answer.

Jing Jiu said, "I never thought of trapping you here."

With this sentence, the temple door suddenly closed, and the shadow fell on everyone's body and heart.

The **** had already been reminded in advance, holding the roster in his arms, and taking the officials who had been named, avoided the corner behind the throne.

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The hall was very dark, but there was sunshine outside the hall.

Zhuo Rusui leaned against the door of the palace, squinting at the rising sun, exuding laziness.

Grandpa Zhang stood beside him, his face pale and asked, "Is that all right?"

"Otherwise?" Zhuo Rusui said with a blindfold, "you wrote the list yourself, and it's your fault if you make a mistake."

Grandpa Zhang was anxious and said, "Am I talking about the list? I'm talking about Her Majesty in the hall!"

There was a sudden scream in the temple, followed by the sound of sharp objects cutting through the skin.

Grandpa Zhang couldn't see the picture in the temple. He could only guess that he was so tense that he started to retched, but he didn't eat anything and couldn't vomit.

At this moment, the door of the temple suddenly made a muffled sound, and then a faint cry for help was supposed to be that the minister was hitting the door of the temple and wanted to run out.

Grandpa Zhang didn't care about the annoyance in his heart, and quickly hugged his shoulders against the door of the temple, his face full of horror, and sweat like rain.

Looking at his embarrassed appearance, Zhuo Rusui was very satisfied and said: "Yes, you should show it at this time. You must know that you have been assassinated before. Your father was afraid that you would be killed by the emperor. The South escaped. Your emperor was very stingy. At this time, you didn't do anything. You might think of the events of that year and maybe kill you. "

In such a tense moment, where Grandpa Zhang could hear what he said, he just stood desperately against the door.

A blood stream drew on the door of the temple, scaring him into a snoring, and shouting like crazy: "Are you still going to help?"

He thought that since the Black Man was the most powerful master assassin in the world, even if he could not help His Majesty to kill these chaotic thieves, he would at least rescue His Majesty.

Zhuo Rusui said inexplicably: "He still needs us to worry?"

Grandpa Zhang misunderstood what he meant, his eyes became excited, and he said, "How many guards are there in the temple? Or do you invite many practitioners to come here?"

"It's just him." Zhuo Rusui ignored the words and made Grandpa Zhang's face paler. He waved and gestured to the eunuchs not far away, and said, "Go ahead and prepare some clear water. Remember, you have to A lot of clear water, otherwise it will be troublesome to clean up when the blood is clogged. "

In fact, neither he nor Grandpa Zhang can understand why these middle-aged eunuchs are so bold and dare to stay here at such times.

The eunuchs said with a smile: "Two adults, rest assured, we have done this a few times."

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It didn't take long ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The sound in the temple disappeared, and the silence was heartbreaking.

Grandpa Zhang looked into it with some fear, but could not see anything, and slowly left the door of the temple.

The temple door slowly opened and Jing Jiu came out.

I saw his hair shed, his body covered with blood, his right hand holding a sword, his face pale.

Grandson Zhang knelt down quickly, afraid to look up.

Jing Jiu looked at the distance and said, "Speak to your mother, this hairline is not very strong."

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