I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 625 Feng Qi!

Everywhere in Chang'an City, there were literati fighting at this moment, and some of the movements even made Song Mu feel a little shocked.

The next moment, Song Mu suddenly opened his eyes. He was extremely inconceivable about this situation.

At that moment, Song Mu walked towards Feng Xiang quickly, and quickly told the other party what he had just detected.

"My lord, there are literati fighting outside the imperial city, it seems that the situation is not right!"

"what?"

Hearing this, Feng Qi suddenly showed a surprised look, but immediately looked at Li Dong and Li Dong next to him, but lowered his eyes slightly, and then said to Song Mu.

"It seems that there is still turmoil in Chang'an. Let's take a step back and send your Majesty to a safe place first."

Saying so, all the literati around also nodded one after another, each speeding up their movements.

Facing Feng Qi's answer, Song Mu was taken aback for a moment, and then looked into the distance, feeling a little anxious in his heart.

Song Mu thought of his wife and children. Now that this situation has happened, Huai Tong wonders if he can protect Qing Qing and others.

Thinking like this, Song Mu was also struggling in his heart at the moment, not knowing whether to escort His Majesty to leave with everyone, or to go home to see the situation.

But at this moment, several figures fell from the sky again. Song Mu saw that one of them was actually Chang Yidong, so he took a step forward and asked hastily.

"Master Chang, how is the situation outside? Are there any civilian casualties?"

Hearing Song Mu's question, Chang Yidong's eyes flickered immediately, but he just cupped his hands, and then hurriedly walked forward, saying something to Na Feng Xiang.

Song Mu saw the arrival of these officials hand in hand to each other, but at this moment his steps stopped.

Song Mu's gaze quickly swept across these people, and he was suddenly shocked when he fixed on the familiar faces among them.

Because Song Mu discovered that the people in front of him were all officials from the Ministry of Household Rites and the Ministry of Industry, and these people were almost all officials from Feng Xiang's faction.

Song Mu failed to meet an official from Tan Xiangyi's faction here.

Moreover, Prime Minister Tan has not shown up until now!
There is also the bronze bell of the imperial city, which did not ring at all this time.

Song Mu's heart suddenly felt a little uneasy, and at this moment he quickly followed up, but he yelled at Feng Qi immediately.

"My lord, where are you taking His Majesty?"

Song Mu's voice spread to the front, and the officials seemed to have paused for a while, but they didn't stop.

And Feng Qi seemed to have turned a deaf ear to this, and just took everyone to the deep palace with big strides.

At this moment Song Mu's eyes suddenly darkened.

"Feng Xiang, let me ask you where you want to take Your Majesty and Your Highness?"

As soon as these words came out, the Hanlin aura in Song Mu's body surged again, and it seemed difficult to contain it at the moment.

But this time, Feng Qi finally stopped, turned around and looked at Song Mu.

The surrounding officials also paused one after another, and some even looked a little cold, but Feng Xiang just waved his hand to let them move on.

Li Dong next to him also noticed this situation, but he was surrounded by several officials and moved forward. He could only see Song Mu, who was behind the team, with a vigilant expression at the moment.

"Jing Zhao, what are you doing?"

When Feng Qi said this, there was no fluctuation in his body, and he even frowned slightly.

Song Mu looked at the other party, and said at this moment.

"My lord, why haven't I seen Prime Minister Tan arrive? Why haven't any of those officials who have different political views from yours arrived at this moment?"

"Why hasn't the copper bell of the imperial city rang?"

"The turmoil in Chang'an, your great Confucianism realm, just a coercion can calm everything down."

"And what are you doing now?"

Song Mu's words were very low, and the literary power on his body began to surge out.After questioning repeatedly, Song Mu saw a flash of urgency under Feng Qi's calm eyes.

"My lord, what are you hiding from me?"

Feng Qi looked at Song Mu, but at this moment he let out a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

"Jing Zhao, this matter is not as simple as you think."

"Then what should this matter be like?"

Saying so, Song Mu moved forward with pressure, but Feng Qi waved his hand at this moment, and a force directly dissipated Song Mu's pressure, making Song Mu back a few steps unstoppably, his expression became very serious at this moment.

"Jing Zhao, the situation is unclear now, so don't act foolishly."

After saying that, Feng Qi turned around and was about to walk away.

But the next moment, he heard a low voice from Song Mu behind him.

"Master Feng! You don't mean to think that it will be bad for His Majesty, and His Highness!"

Feng Qi stopped in his tracks because of these words, and turned his head slightly at this moment, only to see Song Mu's coercion that had been swung away came again.

"Master Feng, you are a veteran of the two dynasties, a great scholar of Confucianism, what happened today is not right for you."

After the words fell, Song Mu's figure suddenly stepped forward, and a surge of literary force suddenly shot out, and he shot without hesitation.

But at the next moment, Song Mu's figure stopped in the air like this, and his literary and mental power was cut off just like that.

A soft force surrounds the whole body, this is the power of the Great Confucianism.

Feng Qi was standing in the field at the moment, looking up at Song Mu in the sky with a gloomy expression.

"Master Song!"

There was a shout from a distance, and it was Li Dong who spoke anxiously, but the next moment, the officials beside him knocked him out, and the imperial guards guarding around were also directly stunned by the coercion of these powerful literati !

At this moment, the situation on the court completely changed, and a strong sense of crisis instantly enveloped Song Mu's heart.

"Jing Zhao, the old man values ​​your literary ability, don't make mistakes!"

Feng Qi's old and calm voice came, but that great Confucian power locked Song Mu tightly, and he spoke slowly at this moment.

"Your Majesty is intractable due to injuries. This Wen Dynasty has reached the time of iteration, and it is the most urgent time."

"But because of the old man's policy of slowing down the war in the four borders, the old man was isolated by His Majesty, and now His Highness is also wary of the old man."

Saying so, Feng Xiang looked straight at Song Mu, his eyes were full of indignation.

"I have been in politics for a hundred years, and the late emperor had already worked hard in the court when he was alive. In the century-old court, I have assisted two generations of emperors in the Wen Dynasty, but I have also seen the ups and downs of the Wen Dynasty."

"But at the beginning of the Chongwen year, His Majesty failed to trust me like the previous emperor. The family ruled the country and fought in the four borders for years. The people of our Wen Dynasty have been in dire straits until today."

"This old man can't see the Wen Dynasty going on like this again. The Wen Dynasty can't die, so it can't be destroyed in the hands of His Highness, in the hands of Tan Zhongye!"

Song Mu glared at the other party, struggling frantically in the air, but couldn't say a word.

"Song Mu, I didn't want to hurt the people of this city and the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty, but if you dare to spoil this matter today, I will definitely not spare you!"

Feng quite angrily reprimanded, and the aura on his body suddenly rippling out at this moment, and the huge coercion swept towards Song Mu in an instant, like thousands of mountains falling straight down.

But the power dissipated in the next moment, and Song Mu's figure suddenly fell from the air and fell heavily on the ground.

"Go back and take care of your wife and children. After tonight, the world will be different. Jingzhao, by then you will still be a minister of the Wen Dynasty."

Song Mu got up from the ground, with a ferocious expression on his face at this moment, he suddenly looked up at the other party.

"Feng Qi, you are usurping power. Do you want to be Zhao Gao? Or Cao Mengde?"

Feng Qi didn't speak, just turned around and left at this moment, leaving behind a faint sentence.

"What the old man does today, future generations will have their own judgments. Zhao Gao and Cao Cao's generation, don't compare with the old man!"

As soon as the words fell, Xiang Feng had already walked into the crowd, but there were two Hanlin officials standing in front of Song Mu, who were on high alert.

Song Mu lowered his head, panting deeply, and one of them said to Song Mu with his hands clasped.

"Master Song, just listen to what Feng Xiang said, we are all waiting for Wen Chao tomorrow."

After the words were finished, their expressions suddenly trembled. When they saw Song Mu, thousands of literary power surged wildly.

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(End of this chapter)