Fairy, please let me explain

Chapter 729 The beginning of the turmoil
At nightfall,

On the central axis that runs across the entire giant city of Di'an, a carriage was speeding alone in the rainy night. The imperial road that the carriage was traveling on was several feet above the ground, straight and long, leading directly to the palace city on the top of the mountain.

The night fell in Di'an City, covering the lights of thousands of homes like ink.

The autumn rain taps gently on the window curtains, and starlight shines along the way.

Amid the lingering scent of incense, a man sat alone in a luxurious carriage, his long hair neatly tied up, silently glancing at the scene outside the window with his sidelong eyes.

The huge Di'an City has fallen into sleep at this moment, only the lights in the sleepless streets are still bathed in the pouring rain and reveling.

The man quietly looked at the prosperity in the distance.

Look at the hysteria hidden beneath the singing and dancing.

subconsciously,

The man withdrew his gaze and looked at the low table in front of him with a frown.

There, there was a memorial.

On the red cover of the paper, the pen was writing in a rush, and the ink was not yet dry as it said the book of great changes:

"The Immortal Tax Law."

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Xu Yuan stared at the handwritten memorial for a long time in silence.

The rapid hooves of the carriage splashed up puddles of water, and the incense specially provided for the royal family was refreshing.

He had seen war and witnessed death.

But what I saw and heard along the way are not even a drop in the ocean of this letter.

While I was lost in thought, a rustling sound quietly came to my ears.

Looking back,

It was a puff of invisible smoke.

It seeps in along the gaps and then solidifies into shape.

A woman wearing a white flannel waistcoat came into his sight.

Her eyebrows are as green as distant mountains, her eyes are as charming as autumn water, and she is wearing a slim-fitting purple cheongsam that outlines her graceful curves.

After glancing at the soft white cleavage exposed on Lou Ji's chest, Xu Yuan withdrew his gaze.

Sometimes, he didn't quite understand the way this old lady dressed.

She always wears such seductive and alluring clothes.

To please people, it is unlikely.

Because of Chief Black Scale's identity, few people dare to even look at her.

If you don't do it to please others, then you can only please yourself.

This lady probably enjoys the twisted and morbid state that others want to see but dare not.

As his thoughts wandered, Xu Yuan asked casually:
"How come you still have time to come over at this critical moment?"

"Can't I come over and care about you?"

Sitting down beside Xu Yuan, Lou Ji crossed her legs lazily, the hem of her slit cheongsam skirt fluttering slightly, revealing her plump and fair thighs. She smiled and asked with curved eyes:

"How do you feel about attending court for the first time? You looked nervous just now."

Xu Yuan raised his eyebrows, somewhat amused:
"Nervous? Father and the others have already left the capital. I am the boss of the entire Di'an City now. Why should I be nervous?"

Lou Ji couldn't help laughing at her flawless face. She said:
".You are the oldest. You really don't follow any rules and don't take the royal family seriously at all. But it's not wrong to say so, but."

Speaking of which,
Lou Ji paused, leaned forward slightly, the softness of her chest was squeezed and deformed by her thighs, she reached out to take the red paper on the low table, spread it out, lowered her eyes to read it carefully, and said faintly:

".Changtian, I mean the immortal tax policy, are you really ready?"

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Looking at the memorial in Lou Ji's hand, Xu Yuan suddenly fell silent.

He had thought that he had been prepared for a long time and could face everything in the future with enough cold-bloodedness, but when he really held the power of the blade of war in his hands, he began to feel uneasy.

Xu Yuan silently took the letter, looked out the window, and murmured:

"Well, a little bit nervous, but people are always needed to do it."

War is a means, not an end.

The shadow of war will hang over the entire Great Yan Dynasty because all political and economic means have been exhausted in the past few decades.

Lou Ji narrowed her eyes and looked at the man's profile, and whispered softly:

"You don't have to do this kind of dirty work yourself. The Duke of Suguo, the Marquis of Zhenxi, or the ministers are enough. If all else fails, waiting for your father to come back is also an option."

Xu Yuan glanced at the elder sister:
"There is no point in trying to cover up one's mistakes."

Lou Ji didn't care at all and continued seriously:
"At least it can make people's thoughts clear."

Saying,

The woman lazily leaned back on the couch, looking at the wooden box with dragon and phoenix carvings, and said quietly:

"My sister has killed many, many people in her life. The number of people who died directly or indirectly at her hands is at least six figures. But compared to this letter in your hand, these people are still like ants looking at the moon."

The night rain wind blew in through the window lattice, ruffling their long hair.

Xu Yuan suddenly smiled and said:

"Sister, you shouldn't be such a hypocritical person. Why do you suddenly want so much?"

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Xu Yuan reached out and pressed her boneless shoulders.

Of course he knew what Lou Ji wanted to do.

Even at this most critical step, this elder sister, oh no, those elders in the Xiangfu still wanted to help him "reduce the burden", but
Thinking about it, Xu Yuan flicked the letter with his fingertips and said with a smile:
"You want me to take a step forward, but you don't want me to take the corresponding responsibilities. Is it reasonable for me to take all the good things in the world?"

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Lou Ji lowered her eyes slightly.

The great Yan Dynasty lasted for thousands of years, and had countless wise kings and famous ministers. The weight they dared not touch was now all carried on the thin vermilion paper in Xu Yuan's hand.

In the visible future,

Countless families will be torn apart because of it, countless people will die from illness and pain, and all life will become as cheap as grass.

This is a dividing line that faces the dawn and backs onto the abyss.

It represents burning.

Represents death,

It represents a chaotic era when rituals and music are in decline.

In their plan,
It should be Xu Yinhe, the lord of the Prime Minister's Mansion, who started all this chaos and should bear the responsibility for the demise of hundreds of millions of lives.

So Lou Ji didn't know why Xu Yuan was so insistent.

For merit?

Or, to establish authority?

Lou Ji didn't understand the reason, but she could vaguely understand his intention, and said softly:

"In fact, instead of carrying everything on your own, Changtian, you can rely more on us old guys. Your father is more powerful than you think."

"I know."

Xu Yuan smiled slightly and lowered his eyes slightly.

The memories from the previous life "Cangyuan" flowed through his mind like water, and finally stopped at the pictures of the collapse of the Prime Minister's Mansion:
".But the one he faced was equally powerful."

Whispering softly,

Xu Yuan gently put the red-covered letter into the lining of his clothes, looked at the towering palace that was getting closer and closer, and said in a soft voice:

"Sister, what I am doing now is just what I should do.

“Occupy your position and do your job.

“Take the benefits and bear the responsibilities.

"If I can't even do this, then I might as well learn from Li Yunqing and find a way out in advance."

After a long silence, Lou Ji left.

Before leaving,

She also did not forget to ruffle Xu Yuan's long hair, which was neatly tied up, into a mess. This was Lou Ji's bad taste, but it was also a manifestation of her powerlessness.

When things came to this point, when the incident escalated to the level of the dynasty, this elder sister could no longer provide shelter for the path chosen by this brat as she did in the past.

Thinking quietly like this, Xu Yuan looked through the window at the mountain top that was getting closer and closer, and the jade-like palace hidden in the rainy night, and he sighed softly unconsciously.

When the carriage arrived at the gate of the imperial palace, the imperial guards in heavy golden armor were already standing outside the city gate, standing quietly in the rain, majestic and murderous.

Xu Yuan had no official title, only a viscount title bestowed by the emperor when he was born. Theoretically, he was not qualified to enter the palace alone, but today he was riding in the royal carriage and making an exception to enter the court in the name of being conferred a title.

Therefore, before they got completely close, the heavy and tall palace gate had already slowly opened, and the carriage passed through the two rows of imperial guards, and the sound of the wheel tracks echoed in the long gate arch.

The light in the doorway was extremely dim. While Xu Yuan was tying his hair, he casually thought about going to court.

He did not understand the court etiquette of Dayan.

He was still very busy these days, busy trying to understand all kinds of information under the Prime Minister's Mansion, busy trying to perfect his own skills, and busy trying to catch that kid Li Yunqing.

I only took a quick glance at the books on court etiquette before leaving.

It’s a bit like Mingli from the previous life.

But it doesn't matter now.

As the carriage had just passed the gate, Xu Yuan saw a large crowd of people in front of the Meridian Gate of the city wall. These people were wearing official uniforms of various colors, standing quietly in the rain waiting.

If we follow the Great Yan rituals,
These people should all be punished.

The time to enter the court was actually the morning hour, but it was already three quarters past the morning hour, and these people were still standing here, which was already a contempt for the imperial power.

The inscription lamps appeared dim in the dark rainy night. The carriage stopped in front of the Meridian Gate. Apart from the drizzle of autumn rain, there was no other sound.

"Squeaky."

The car door is open.

A pair of boots stepped out of the rain,

A man dressed in viscount's court robes appeared in front of everyone.

The first time he attended court, Xu Yuan wore the designated court dress in a proper manner.

Using the source of Qi to block out the rain, Xu Yuan stood on the threshold of the carriage and looked around. Seeing those faces that he was already familiar with from the internal reference, he suddenly realized that the blame for these ministers' contempt for the imperial power should be put on his head.

These people are all members of the party.

The rumor had already been released three days in advance.

If he didn't come, no one in the prime minister's party would dare to step in first.

It's really no small matter to stand in line.
Amid the silence of the ministers, Xu Yuan chuckled and walked on the water, but suddenly stopped when he passed the closed Meridian Gate.

He raised his eyes to look at the eunuch guarding the palace wall, and a light voice spread in the rain in front of the Meridian Gate:
"Eunuch, as the eldest son of the Xu family, which sect should I follow?"

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Their eyes met for a moment, and the gatekeeper immediately replied:

"According to the Great Yan etiquette, Lord Xu, you should follow the civil officials and walk on the left."

The voice has not fallen,

The gatekeeper's pupils suddenly shrank.

Because the third son of the Xu family didn't wait for him to finish his answer and walked directly towards the Meridian Gate that only the emperor could enter.
"clatter"

"clatter"

As Xu Yuan moved forward, a roar like the roar of a giant beast came from under the Meridian Gate.

"Rumble--"

The heavy palace door was pushed open a crack amidst the trembling sound.
Through this gap,

Xu Yuan saw the Golden Throne Hall on top of the complex of buildings.

When the ministers behind him saw this scene,
Some people began to sweat profusely, while others had excitement in their eyes.

However, after forcing open a gap, Xu Yuan did not take any further actions that went beyond the rules.

He felt a sense of being watched.
It fell from the depths of the imperial palace to the front of the Meridian Gate.

Among the internal references of the Prime Minister’s Mansion, there are four saints in the royal family.

Three people and one beast.

The beasts are nameless, but humans leave traces.

Emperor Li Yaoxuan, Marquis of Wucheng Mu Zhenbei, and the royal clan leader.

The gaze just now must have come from that Lord Zongzheng.

There is little record of this Zongzheng in the internal references of the Xiangfu.
So few people know that there is such a person among the royal masters.

The other party is considered to be a hidden old monster among the royal ancestors.

The kind of mysterious old monster who will never take action unless his entire clan is exterminated.

It’s a pity that Xu Yuan’s spiritual vision is a very unreasonable thing. Although it was only a moment of contact, he had already roughly figured out the general cultivation level of this Zongzheng.

Mysterious, but powerful enough not to exceed expectations.

In this era, there are too many young people with extraordinary talents, as well as too many old monsters who have been lurking for thousands of years. It is inevitable that the value of this royal clan leader has been reduced.

After silently noting down this information, Xu Yuan turned and walked towards the Zuoye Gate, then walked towards the depths of the palace with his eyes lowered.

During the journey, Xu Yuan did not do anything that violated the etiquette. He patiently followed the prime minister's party and other ministers all the way north. After a series of complicated etiquette, the magnificent Fengtian Hall finally appeared in everyone's sight.

Five quarters of the Mao hour,

The autumn rain has just stopped, but dark clouds are still lingering above the sky. The guards' golden armor is dark and deep, while all the officials stand quietly under the steps in front of the palace.

The ceremony of entering the court should have been over long ago.

However, the officials of the Honglu Temple, the Grand Censor, and the bell and drum music band on duty today are all in the prime minister's camp. They will not sing the entry ceremony, and the Grand Censor will not perform his supervisory duties. Unless the Regent Crown Prince speaks, the ministers will have to wait in front of the palace.

Xu Yuan smiled gently.

He didn't know why Li Yucheng changed his mind.

I don't know what the deep meaning of Li Yucheng's move is.
All I know is that the royal family and the prime minister's office don't have to fight each other for the time being.

As later important officials joined the ranks, the induction ceremony came late.

The process was not long, but the minds of all the important officials present were focused on the young man.

They wanted to see the choice of the eldest son of the Xu family.

I want to see if he will take the imperial road like his father, the prime minister.

But unexpectedly,

Xu Yuan just stood quietly at the end of the civil servants and followed them up.

Surprised, puzzled, relieved, and at ease.

All the looks revealed the officials' thoughts.

As everyone entered the Fengtian Hall,

While waiting in silence for the chief steward in front of the palace to sing the words of greeting,
"clatter"

The sound of soft footsteps touched everyone's heart.

Move sideways from the end of the civil service,
Xu Yuan stood in the center of the hall amid the astonished gazes of many important officials.

this moment,
Xu Yuan could feel his heartbeat starting to speed up uncontrollably.

He reached into his arms and groped gently.

The moment his fingertips touched the paper in his arms, he trembled uncontrollably.

this moment,
It seemed as if Xu Yuan had some kind of hallucination in his eyes, as if he saw the future of this dynasty.

The bright lights turned into flames,
The white light turned blood red,
The densely packed streets were reduced to devastated ruins.

The night is no longer quiet,

Crazy smoke filled every corner, miserable people were crying and howling
These pictures are like a soul-devouring abyss.

But in silence,
He still had a calm expression as he took out the vermilion-covered piece of paper from his shirt lining.

The sunlight of the new day shone through the clouds. With his back to the first ray of morning light that shone into the palace, he presented the declaration of war from the Great Yan Imperial Court to the sect.

"Minister, I have something to report."

(End of this chapter)