Dachunyang Palace

Chapter 37 The Imperial Palace
sun rises
The autumn sun is not so blazing, but with a little warm feeling
The light reflected slightly on the top of the golden hall, reflecting scorching light.

Inside the palace

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In the hall, the courtiers did not sit cross-legged in the center of the hall as usual, but let the middle part out, sitting on both sides, and there were six cases wrapped in white cloth in the middle.

At the front, 31 military officers in armor knelt profusely in front of the hall, motionless.

After 19 years, Li Longji broke his habit of not drinking at court meetings.

The court meeting is a very formal matter that needs to keep a clear head, so almost no emperor would be so ridiculous as to drink at the court meeting.

Li Longji did just that.

Not the first time.

The last time I had a drink at a court meeting was when Xie Yunliu, the chief disciple of the Chunyang Palace, killed three thousand people and stormed the court to take away Li Chongmao, who had already been classified as a traitor.

That time he had just overthrown his brother and won the throne, and he killed many people.

Some of them are related, and some want to kill, but usually have no excuse to kill.

Although he later issued an edict admitting that he had made a mistake by drinking in the palace, no one would believe such a ridiculous excuse.

Today, he started drinking again.

The old ministers sitting cross-legged in the hall saw this familiar scene and familiar people, as if they had returned to that year, the scene of rolling heads on the platform.

The cold sweat fell straight down.

"Great."

"belch"

Regardless of the influence, he hiccupped, Tang Xuanzong Li Longji looked at the courtiers of His Highness with a slightly red face.

"People from the rivers and lakes."

"Just seven quacks!"

"You can actually see nothing in my inner city of Chang'an! You can come when you want, leave when you want, and do whatever you want! Do you really think that the world can't be achieved without the king's law?"

Regardless of the nervous expression of the courtier, he waved his hand and smashed a wine glass on a military officer kneeling in front of the hall, causing a broken 'ping-pong' sound.

The military officer did not dare to move at all, allowing the porcelain fragments to shatter on his head.

"Come on, our third-rank Imperial City Anping Envoy, yes! It's you! Li Anyang, let's talk!"

The tone ranges from frivolous to violent
"How did they get in! What do you do for food? How do you want to die!"

"Tell me! Not only him, but also you. From the third-rank inner city chief guard, Li Pingshuang, let me tell you! How did these beggars enter the inner city? How did they kill three thousand 170 people in this imperial city? A Forbidden Army elite then easily escaped!"

"Why don't you speak?"

"I heard that when those beggars came in, you were playing with girls in Yiying Building?"

"Come on, introduce me to an oiran! Tell me which one is the prettiest!"

"Is it true that the rules set by the ancestors have followed them to hell?!"

At this moment, Li Longji's face was flushed, maybe because he was drunk, or because he was angry.

The folder in his hand flashed past and was directly nailed to the six cases covered in white cloth.

"If it weren't for this incident today, I really thought that our Tang Dynasty is as stable as a golden city! Now look? Ha, a bunch of wine bags and rice bags!"

"Seven beggars were able to break into the inner city of Chang'an, the center of the Tang Dynasty, and killed more than [-] people, all of whom were the elite of the imperial army! Ying! I don't know if you are panicking with shame, anyway, My old face! Lost! Gone!!"

Li Longji slapped his face hard, and the slap made a 'slap' sound, which showed that he was really anxious and didn't care about anything.

"I think I sort out the affairs of the world every day. I have worked hard every day for 20 years, and I have never failed the people! What about you? What have you done as ministers?"

"Corrupt and break the law, treat the rules as nothing, and even think about going to brothels during your working hours?"

"Tell me! What else can I do?"

"Today beggars come to the city to kill people! What about tomorrow? What about in the future?"

"You tell me, Li, how to face those ancestors after his death!"

"How can I be worthy of this Great Tang Dynasty?"

The more she talked, the sadder she became. In the end, she actually shed a few tears. The red color on her face made those crystal tears even more obvious.

The ministers below were furious when they saw that the king was so insulted, but they were powerless. They did not stop those beggars from entering the city, they did not kill them all, and even let one escape!
This is totally unbearable.

A few old ministers even got angry and drew their swords and were about to kill themselves in the hall. The young ministers next to them were so frightened that they quickly helped to suppress them, otherwise a few people in the hall would really have died.

The few generals kneeling in front of the hall were also flushed with shame and fear.

A general in front of the hall suddenly pulled out his sword, knelt down before him, held the sword in his hands, and said loudly: "The king insults the subject to death! Although the subject has never lingered in the flowers like someone, but the humble beggar entered It is the fault of my subordinates if I enter the inner city, and I would like to apologise with my death."

After finishing speaking, he drew his sword and wiped his neck neatly.

Blood sprayed all over the floor, and the military officer's head just fell on the temple.

Li Longji's eyes, which were still full of tears just now, were slightly squinted, and he glanced at the military officers next to him who bowed their heads, with a slight sarcasm in his eyes.

With a trembling voice on his mouth, he said: "Man Song, why are you doing this?"

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help sighing.

Really good acting skills.

Seeing that there was already a beginning, Li Longji turned around and stopped looking at the hall.

Only the sound of "cengceng" drawing the sword continued to sound from the rear, followed by the sound of "puff puffing" and then fell silent.

The old ministers who had just wiped their necks were terrified when they saw it.

Li Longji, Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, perfectly interpreted the four words 'Emperor's Heart Technique', and it was a trivial shock to these ministers.

Looking back, there were 31 more corpses on the ground.

The voice returned to calm.

"Come here, Zhen, this time we must find out what happened. With so many ministers, we must not die in vain."

The officials below couldn't help slandering, these people were obviously forced to death by you, okay, but they kept saying things like 'the emperor is wise' and 'the emperor has a heart for the world', flattering for a while.

Li Longji looked at His Highness's ministers with satisfaction, it was barely a beating.

just
He turned and looked at the white cloth table on the ground, his eyes slightly wrinkled.
Although the rivers and lakes are small roads, since they can enter the inner city, no matter how small the road is, it must be labeled as a big deal. Even if the defenses of the inner city and the imperial city are completely different, but no matter what, they will all go to him. He slapped him hard on the face.

This arena still needs to be managed well.

His eyes shone brightly.

……

Chunyang outer city resident

At this time, the disciples of the Six Meridians had gathered together, and the leader was Li Qingyou, the second generation disciple of Yu Xumai.

The six big disciples stood in a row, facing Zhuo Fengming, the master of Chunyang Jinxu vein who presided over the ceremony of Xuanzong this time.

Although this Zhuo Fengming has the word "Fengming" in his name, in fact he doesn't have the gentle and gentle pronunciation of Feng at all. He looks about 30 years old, and his appearance is a bit rough, with a thick back, thick hands and feet, and a huge back. Jian, his shiny black hair was loosely let loose, and his face was unshaven.

But the six disciples all looked respectful, and so did Luo Feng.

This Zhuo Fengming, Master Zhuo, is a legendary figure.

He was born with supernatural power. At the age of 12, he was able to carry a stone lion weighing 30 catties and parade it in the streets. He is a natural martial arts prodigy. Now he is only [-] years old, and he has raised the Taixu Sword Intent to the eighth stage. His strength is very powerful .

It's just that he has a very irritable temper. The huge sword on his body, which is one foot long and weighs one hundred thousand catties, was used by the ancestor Lu Dongbin to suppress his temper.

If this guy really gets angry and breaks the mountain with a sword, it's not just a joke.

With this strength, Zhuo Fengming ascended to the throne of Jinxu Vessel Master at his age, and no one in Chunyang would disapprove of it.

I saw Zhuo Fengming looked at it, and nodded in satisfaction. Coming back to preside over His Majesty's memorial service is a training for him by the master, and it can be regarded as a baptism for him.According to what Master said, the ceremony process was long and irritating, and the Emperor Tang's secret test of him must also be indispensable. As long as he can control this temper, he can raise his Dao heart again and solve the problem of demons.

Practicing martial arts, in the end, it is a word of mind after all.

Everyone was already there, Zhuo Fengming didn't delay any longer, he just raised a few words while going through the process, and then didn't stay any longer.

big hand

"Set off."

(End of this chapter)