Qingchuan History

Chapter 892
Just now Jing Tingge said, it can be discussed.

So much so that the lord showed up at this moment, and asked such a sentence, many people thought it was really debatable-inconceivable, but Mr. Shangguan's remonstrance was pragmatic and very convincing.

"Earlier, His Royal Highness Empress Wei proposed to abdicate. It was only her opinion. The grassroots thought that it was too serious. Jiping Qi, a large number of people, admonished the New Deal a few days ago, and the focus was only on innovation, not to abdicate his lord. The grassroots are the same. Your Majesty can still live in Wei Palace. , can still participate in state affairs, but the right to decide is not the same as before, and the specific implementation method has been detailed in the long scroll."

Murong Xun didn't speak for a while.

"I got it. I don't accept it." The next sentence was very plain, without the air of an emperor, just like an unimportant answer in a certain daily conversation.

Jing Tingge turned to look at him.

Murong Xun sighed and looked towards Xianyuan Street, "My fellow ministers, how many people think that I can win, and believe that this country and this dynasty are in my hands, enough to prosper and clear the river, so come here now!"

Xianyuan Street, which runs from east to west, divides the north and south camps.

Before this moment, all the important officials standing in the forest were neutral.

And finally it was time to stand in line.

Compared with Shangguan Yan's demeanor and well-founded, Murong Xun's words did not sound appealing at first glance.But the purple aura of the century-old dynasty really follows him everywhere, and the five years of experience in the throne has also given him a momentum far superior to anyone in the field-it is also deafening, making people dare not refuse lightly.

Since the ministers and workers went out one after another, Jing Tingge has been looking at one place all the time.Everyone was almost there, but they still didn't see the new face of Chonghe Dynasty, Lu Xian appointed by Murong Xun.

If he doesn't come out, no one else will be willing to be the leader.Now that the situation has come to this day, of course Jing Tingge has bet a lot on this person - with the status of a country and the respect of one person, in exchange for him to support the Murong family.

Give it a go, Mr. Lu Xiang.If you don't fight, you may not die, but if you fight, it will be handed down from generation to generation.

She murmured silently in her heart, and detoured Lu Xian's life in her mind, thinking that although Murong Lin was the first to support him, what he followed was the royal principles after all, and after learning of the conspiracy of the public world, all kinds of reactions made it clear: he does not agree, does not agree. promise.

Discrimination is useless at this point.

But she couldn't help thinking that she was evaluating the odds repeatedly and giving herself some confidence—if not, she would have to find another countermeasure to turn the tide.

At the moment of the battle between heaven and man, the gate of the Lu residence opened.

The two servants came out first, dressed in plain clothes, and each held a lamp in their hands, which was also made of plain white gauze and silk, and the burning flames in it seemed like will-o'-the-wisps.

Then Lu Xian stepped out, all dressed in plain clothes, the shape was more solemn than that of a domestic servant, his arms were at the same level as his shoulders, and his hands were clasped with ivory wats, as if he was going to court.

Clearly respectful, but disrespectful in attire.

The faces of those who saw it on Xianyuan Street changed, and Murong Xun couldn't control his expression, when he was about to speak, Jing Tingge's eyes stopped him.

Then she looked back at Lu Xian and asked loudly:
"What does Xiangguo mean?"

"Veteran—" he opened his mouth to mourn, and cried to the highest point, "Weep for the country! Weep for the saint! For the collapse of the ritual system in this country and the world—weep bitterly!"

His words are sonorous.

hoarse.

For a while, everyone didn't understand which side this important minister of the two dynasties supported.

Jing Tingge was the first to understand, approving in his heart, not opening his mouth, waiting for the other party to stage a big show.

"Since ancient times, kings have been ordered by the heavens, and then they have established systems and established rituals and laws to form a community and secure the country!" Lu Xian faced the direction of the Hanzhang Hall of the Wei Palace, and bowed heavily while groaning,

"Rites, don't be respectful and humble, and determine everything. It is the legal system of etiquette! Today's chaotic officials and thieves use the destiny as an excuse, but what they do is disobedient to the emperor and the destiny! Your Majesty, please,"

He moved his knees, and looked at the Chenxiang Terrace from the old tears,
"Don't be tolerant, immediately cut down the rebellious person in front of the palace gate, so as to tell the community and comfort the ancestor!"

Scholars all over the world have learned this principle for hundreds of years.If it weren't for the theory of the public world being brought up grandiosely last year and spread in Qingchuan, if it wasn't for Empress Qi Ruan Xueyin's great promotion of women's classes, and then the country of Wei followed suit, and the queen of Bai country was in power, so that the entire generation showed an innovative look It looks like, if Ji Ping hadn't already had the first round of temptation in Ji - even if the Shangguan banquet tonight was like a banished fairy or a savior, and he talked about the new system in a hypnotic way, he wouldn't be convinced at this moment.

Lu Xian understood this.That's why we drew from the bottom of the pot, based on the ritual system, and re-emphasized the beliefs that scholars have practiced for hundreds of years, the so-called returning to the source.

Only by combining the power of faith for hundreds of years with the power of the king can we fight against the "tampered" destiny and make the words of the Shangguan Banquet treasonable.

Murong Xun didn't return immediately.

Lu Xian held the ivory wat high and walked towards the Chenxiang Terrace. His plain white robes rubbed against the ground and made a rustling sound. Accompanied by his sobbing, it was especially tragic among the thousands of troops, frightening the hearts of all the dignitaries in the street.

The chief of the Ministry of Rituals was originally a student of Lu Xian, so he knelt down and walked closely behind his knees.

Then more people followed suit, and there was a rustle in the dark night, and the line of civil servants kneeling and moving was like a winding snake, spitting out letters and shuttling among the soldiers and horses.

"Rites collapse and joy breaks! A country is not a country!"

"The rebellious officials deceive the people with their demonic words! Everyone gets it and punishes them!"

Whimpers and shouts came and went, and the sky, which had been clear for a long time, suddenly became cloudy again—dark gray stratus clouds came from the south and were engulfed by the sudden gust of wind. The speed of stacking was astonishing, distinct and unusual The phenomenon of changing the sky.

People in this country are talking about etiquette, hoarse and exhausted.

Sure enough, a vision occurred, and people like Zhijiao Jing Tingge, who did not believe in ghosts and gods, suspected that the heavens opened their eyes and they were really lucky.

She didn't know anything about Buzhoushan Eclipse.

He didn't immediately feel that this luck might not belong to Murong Xun, but to Shangguan Yan.

For some people who are good at observing the sky, this is not luck at all.

Heavy thunderclaps struck behind the clouds.

But it didn't lose its momentum at all due to the barrier of clouds, instead, it directly blasted into everyone's ears, sending out a bang in the brain.

too loud.It makes people feel empty for an instant, and the illusion is that they are deaf.

Sporadic raindrops began to fall, very sparse, now and then.

But the thunder kept on, getting louder and louder. Jing Tingge looked up and saw the bright red light behind the pile of clouds.

Naturally, it was lightning, and together with the sound of thunder, it descended towards the huge capital of this vast country, causing commotion among the unmoving soldiers and horses, and the original neat formation appeared skewed.

The northern country is dry, and it is midsummer again, and the palaces and pavilions drenched by the sunset and rain have already dried up.

And the new rain was too insignificant, before it could wet any section of wooden beams and pillars, the thunder and fire ignited the Chenxiang Terrace first before everyone could react.

The thunder suddenly fell, half a foot to Murong Xun's side.

In an instant, the clothes and robes couldn't avoid it, and immediately caught fire.When his body moved, Jing Tingge's hand also stretched out, and the two of them moved together to double the speed of dodging, but the thunderstorm seemed to be impermanent, and around Chenxiang Terrace and among the houses in the city, there was an intensified thunderstorm Fire up one after another!
Both the imperial guard and Feng Yi rushed over, picked up the remaining tea and splashed it on the sleeve of the lord.

Naturally not enough, Murong Xun directly took off his burning robe, pulled up Jingting Ge and ran towards the steps:
"What are you still doing here! Get down!"

The nearby palace was also ignited, and the wooden structure spread the fire very quickly. When they ran down the high platform, they looked around, and there was red light everywhere, as if the entire Wei palace had been burned!
"Where is the fate, we have seen it!" In such chaos, there was still someone trembling, it was not clear, it seemed to be Ruan Moxi.

"When this day comes, the power of the monarch will disappear, all living beings will be equal, and the world will be one for all!" It was still a female voice, Shangguan's concubine, standing in the tall buildings, so the tone was more distinct.

The autumn fat building is also made of wood, so it is not damaged? !
"At this moment, whether to leave the palace or not, each has its own advantages and disadvantages, but it needs to be decided." Under the high platform, Jing Tingge said quietly.

"If it's Gu Xinglang, how about it?" Murong Xun asked seriously.

"He will leave the palace."

"you?"

"I can do it too."

"Then leave the palace." After he finished his answer, he took two steps and suddenly turned around to go to the wide steps of Chenxiang Terrace.

"doing what!"

His movement was too fast, and he turned into a black spot between the steps in an instant.

"Murong Xun!" The high platform was already full of flames, Jing Tingge was anxious to follow.

"Sir, you can't go! Your Majesty will come down!" Feng Yi stopped in fright.

"Then he must come down!"

Jing Tingge scolded without regard to etiquette, and wanted to go, but saw the small black spot between the steps reappeared, and it became bigger, because there was a big object between one elbow.

Jiuxiaohuanpei, that piano!

Jing Tingge was so angry that he wanted to give him a kick when he got closer, but he was so close that he couldn't do it in front of people, so he ran towards the nearest Xianyang Gate with a dark face, and said:

"Xianyangmen may not be comprehensive, you have to be prepared."

"Which door is comprehensive?"

"It's not perfect."

"Then let's say-"

He usually comes to his ministers and workers, especially generals, with his mouth open.In Jing Ting Ge, she has always restrained herself, but now she is obviously in a hurry, almost scolding her. "Then wait? Call some more people?" Turn away quickly.

"Don't procrastinate when you've made a decision. A very moment is life and death. The battle is about speed. After all, there are our people stationed outside the Xianyang Gate. Even if there is an attack, they will always be able to resist it for a while."

Murong Xun stopped because of these words.

"Then it's better, don't go out of the palace." As if he had figured it out, he looked at Jing Tingge, "It's impossible for the whole palace to burn, the fire must have started at this moment, why should we—"

"What's the chance of winning if you stay in the palace?" Jing Tingge's eyes were filled with lightning and fire, and his voice was like a ghost.

Murong Xun was stunned for a moment. "At least you don't have to worry about being attacked, the northern army outside the palace is at least evenly matched with the southern army—"

"Equally matched? Do you think Huo Yan's 7 people will lie on the Chilian slope and sleep until dawn? If everything is premeditated, they will come here when the thunder and lightning strike. At this point, we are already passive, and we must not stick to a corner. At least expand the available territory and find another opportunity!"

As she spoke, she stepped up and continued towards Xianyang Gate, forcing Murong Xun to follow, "The Xianyang Gate at this moment—"

"There should be a southern army coming to prevent you from leaving the palace."

Murong Xun slowed down his pace, thinking about the arrangements outside the gates of the palaces until the evening.

"Maybe we can stagger!" But listen to Jing Tingge and say again, "Can you hurry up!"

(End of this chapter)