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Chapter 389

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    Yunlu Academy, dean Zhao Shou, a third-rank Confucian.

    The first person of Confucianism in the world.

    Zhao Shou represents not only himself, but also the entire Yunlu Academy, and all scholars who follow the Confucian system.

    So, he came here with a carving knife.

    It was precisely because Emperor Yuan Jing saw this carving knife that his face suddenly turned pale.  Since ascension to the throne, for the first time, the Ninth Five-Year Venerable was threatened with death in the palace, in the Golden Luan Hall.

    "How did you get into Beijing, how did you get into the palace"

    Emperor Yuan Jing fell down on the dragon chair, pointed at him, and was emotional: "Jianzheng, Jianzheng, come and escort me!"

    A large number of forbidden troops rushed to the outside of the Golden Luan Hall, but were blocked by a clear light barrier.

    "Confucians don't kill kings, they only kill thieves!"

    On Zhao Shou's face was a fearless feeling of martyrdom: "On behalf of Confucianism, Zhao Shou wants two promises from you. The first promise is to immediately issue an edict of guilt. The second promise is that Xu Qi'an pleads for the people and avenges Mr. Zheng  , is not guilty, you have to issue an imperial decree to praise him, admit his innocence, and not harm other people."

    Emperor Yuan Jing's face was ashen, and he slowly swept across the hall, and no one came forward to refute this group of scholars who were born in the Imperial Academy.  Unknowingly, Guozijian and Yunlu Academy also came together?

    "It's all right for me to issue an edict to punish myself, why do you want to protect Xu Qi'an."

    Zhao Shou smiled slightly, and declared frankly: "I never told you that Xu Ningyan is my apprentice."

    What?  !

    The princes of the Manchu Dynasty were stunned, Xu Qi'an, the watchman, was the disciple of Zhao Shou, the dean of Yunlu Academy?

    He, he is my Confucian scholar?

    Really worthy of being the poet

    Sure enough, the person who can write so many excellent works handed down from generation to generation, how could he not be a Confucian scholar

    My own people

    All kinds of thoughts flashed in Zhugong's mind.

    Wei Yuan frowned, and looked at Zhao Shou with doubts in his eyes.

    "You want me to forgive the traitor who killed the Duke? You want me to continue to indulge him as an official in the court? Ha, ha ha, ha ha ha"

    Zhao Shou's request seemed to have completely angered Emperor Yuan Jing, causing him to fall into a semi-mad state, laughing like a madman.

    "Zhao Shou, I am the king of a country, the majestic son of heaven, do you really dare to kill me? I will bet my life on Confucianism with you."

    The mad Emperor Yuan Jing kicked over the big case, took a few steps on the xumizuo, pointed at Zhao Shou and scolded: "Too much bullying, too much bullying, I still have a supervisor, I don't believe that the supervisor will sit and watch you do it."

    He didn't believe that Zhao Shou would fight with his life for this matter.  He knew that Zhao Shou's lifelong wish was to shine on Yunlu Academy.

    He even didn't believe that Jianzheng would just sit back and watch the emperor be killed without doing anything, unless Sitianjian wanted to break up with Dafeng, unless Jianzheng didn't want to be this first-grade warlock.

    After being intimidated by hundreds of officials and threatened by Zhao Shoudian, Emperor Yuan Jing was on the verge of breaking out.

    At this time, a ray of light rushed into the hall and transformed into an old man in white clothes and white beard in the air.

    "Yuanjing, punish yourself!"

    Emperor Yuan Jing's mind was shaken, he staggered back, and slumped down on the dragon chair.

    His eyes were dull and his face was depressed, like an old man who had been abandoned by others, like a loser who had betrayed his relatives.

    He finally knew why Wei Yuan and Wang Shoufu were able to link up with hundreds of officials to force him to commit a crime. He knew why Zhao Shou dared to enter the capital to force him to commit a crime.

    All of this was ordered by the supervisor.

    After saying this, the old man in white slowly disappeared.

    The hall fell into dead silence.

    Until Zhao Shou spoke, breaking the silence: "He no longer disdains to be an official in the court."

    who is he?

    Naturally, it refers to the man who shouted that he was not an official.

    Emperor Yuan Jing suddenly didn't realize it, and sat blankly, like an old man in his dying years

    ? Watching Star Building, Bagua Terrace.

    Xu Qi'an, who was dressed in commoner clothes, stood proudly, facing the direction of the palace, raised the jug, and said with a smile: "Everything that happens in ancient and modern times, I will pay for a jug of wine."

    "Look, I'm proud of you. I don't have a teacher to wipe your ass for this matter. It's up to you to ask for it."

    Beside the table, sitting cross-legged is a girl in a yellow skirt, with an oval face, big eyes, sweet and cute, her cheeks are bulging with food, like a cute hamster.

    "How about Miaozhen, Chu Yuanzhen, and Master Hengyuan?"

    Xu Qi'an smiled, not caring about Chu Caiwei's sarcasm.

    &nbspNow is the result I want.  " he said in his heart.

    The supervisor lowered his head and looked at the table, where the apprentice's filial appetizers entered the apprentice's stomach again, feeling a little melancholy.

    "Caiwei, as a teacher, I just went to the palace to watch a play" the supervisor sighed.

    "Then who let you watch the show by yourself." Chu Caiwei said coquettishly, plausible:

    "I, Lingyin and Lina and the others eat food with quick hands and slow hands, a truth that even six-year-olds understand."

    The supervisor didn't want to speak anymore.

    Xu Qi'an asked curiously: "Why didn't you see Senior Brother Yang?"

    Chu Caiwei replied: "I was suppressed underground by the teacher, and went to accompany Senior Sister Zhong Li."

    What did the king do to anger the supervisor?  Xu Qian thought.

    Caiwei continued: "Teacher, Brother Song asked me to ask you something."

    Hearing this, the prison officer was silent for a while, "He wants the death row prisoner to do alchemy experiments again?"

    Chu Caiwei shook her head.

    Just as Jianzheng breathed a sigh of relief, he heard the young disciple say crisply: "He said that he would go to Renzong to learn art from a teacher, but you are his teacher, so he dare not make his own claims, so he wants to ask for your permission."

    ?¡­.The supervisor slowly said: "What is his reason?"

    "Brother Song's human body has reached the final stage of refining. The soul cannot be integrated with the body. He is very distressed and has trouble sleeping and eating. Daomen is an expert in the field of Yuanshen. He wants to learn Taoist magic."

    Chu Caiwei ate while talking: "However, Brother Song said that his heart is still with you, teacher. I hope you will not be jealous."

    The supervisor didn't speak. He glanced at Chu Caiwei, who was gleaming at the corner of his mouth, and thought of Zhong Li and Yang Qianhuan who were suppressed underground. He turned his head silently, looked at the blossoming capital, and sighed lonely.

    The world is not worth it.

    Xu Qi'an quickly covered his mouth and almost burst out laughing

    In the bedroom, there was a mess.

    The curtains were torn off, the censer was dumped, calligraphy and paintings were torn into pieces, tables were overturned, and gold and silver utensils were scattered all over the floor.

    Emperor Yuan Jing stood in the "ruins", wearing a long robe with wide sleeves and disheveled hair.

    Thirty-seven years after he ascended the throne, his dignity was trampled underfoot by his officials today. It was a blow to a proud king who claimed to be the pinnacle of power.

    Ordinary people would go crazy after being face-cut like this, let alone an emperor.

    "Your Majesty"

    The old eunuch came in from the door and shouted tremblingly.

    Emperor Yuan Jing looked at him coldly.

    "The princes have not left, but are still gathered in the Golden Luan Hall." The old eunuch whispered.

    "What are they doing? What else are they dissatisfied with? Didn't I agree to them!!"

    Emperor Yuan Jing waved his hands emotionally and roared hoarsely.

    The old eunuch's knees softened, he knelt on the ground, and mournfully said: "Wang Zhenwen and Wei Yuan said that if you don't see the edict of sin, you will not leave the court."

    Emperor Yuan Jing shook his body, staggered back a few steps, and suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and a fishy sweetness rolling in his throat

    On this day, just after lunch, the imperial court posted a notice for the first time.

    The imperial city gate, the inner city gate, the outer city gate, twelve city gates, and twelve bulletin boards are posted with Emperor Yuan Jing's sin edict.

    In the thirty-seventh year of Emperor Yuan Jing's reign, he issued an edict of sinning himself for the first time.

    On this day, there was a sensation from all walks of life in the capital.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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