I really don't want to be a traitor

Chapter 97 Great Ming Suzaku
Daming imperial capital.

Inside the majestic palace walls, there is still an empty square with a radius of one hundred feet.

Emperor Jiajing is wearing a five-clawed golden dragon robe, with a crown on his head, standing with his hands behind his back.

Behind him, two old men in red robes and official uniforms of the Ming Dynasty, looked respectful and slightly bowed to serve.

"Wei Zhong, do you think I have some confidence in conquering the divine beast?" Emperor Jiajing said slowly.

At this moment, there is something strange in the sky.

A red cloud the size of a hundred acres of land is rolling and floating in the distant sky, as if something is about to rush out of the red cloud at any time! ?

Among the two courtiers, the one who was more old and vicissitudes of life showed joy on his face when Emperor Jiajing asked himself first.

On the contrary, another old official suddenly lost his face, as if mourning his concubine.

"Your Majesty's Divine Martial Arts is No. 1 in the world. Even if a divine beast descends from the sky, it is just a small test on His Majesty's journey to becoming an immortal. Is there any reason to fail?"

The skill of flattering lies not in gorgeous words and rich rhetoric, but in the cool place.

When Emperor Jiajing heard the word 'become an immortal', a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Well said! I will win this battle! I will never disappoint Weizhong and all civil and military officials!" Emperor Jiajing said with high fighting spirit.

Weizhong is the character of Yan Song, the chief assistant of the Ming Dynasty.

Yan Song was still hunched over, like a cooked old shrimp.

But he glanced sideways at his colleagues beside him, as if saying: Do you hear me?In the eyes of His Majesty, there are only two names for the courtiers of the Ming Dynasty, one is "Weizhong" and the other is "Civil and Military Officials".

Xu Jie felt Yan Song's gaze, and even though he possessed the profound cultivation of the eighth rank of He Dao Realm, he felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

"Hey...why can't you beat Yan Song?" Xu Jie sighed in his heart.

Just as the two old men were fighting each other, a bird's song suddenly came out from among the red clouds in the sky!
The birdsong was clear and high-pitched, as if it could penetrate the sky and the earth!
But apart from the red cloud, Jiajing, Yan Song, and Xu Jie still saw no trace of the mythical beast.

The next moment, the sudden change!

I saw the red cloud formed into a group, shrinking continuously, and finally condensed into a shape. It turned out to be a beautiful red giant bird!

The giant red bird condensed its true form and immediately locked its target: Emperor Jiajing.

"Good come!"

Emperor Jiajing felt its gaze and did not flinch in the slightest. Instead, he took the initiative to meet it.

One person and one bird came into contact in the sky hundreds of feet above the ground, but they both disappeared the next moment.

"Enxiang, this is the way of heaven starting the [Battle to Recognize the Lord]." Xu Jie said in a low voice.

Yan Song sneered when he heard the words: "The old man is ignorant, thank you Huating for pointing me out."

Xu Jie was secretly pleased when he heard his eccentricity.

Compared with Sheng Chong, maybe I am not as good as Yan Song.

But if you want to compare talents and learning, Yan Song, who is recognized as the leader of Confucianism by the Ming Dynasty, is not comparable.

Xu Jie was thinking this, but Yan Song had already seen through his mind.

Born in Hanlin?

Learn to be rich in five cars?

It can be seen at a glance that Emperor Jiajing and the divine bird disappeared because they were led by heaven to a special space for the [Battle of Recognition of the Lord]. Xu Jie is indeed knowledgeable and talented.

But what Xu Jie could know, didn't Yan Song know?
In fact, many people in Daming have forgotten.

A hundred years ago, he Yan Song also served as a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy.

Before he became the traitor that everyone scolded in Ming Dynasty, Yan Song was also the leading Confucianism cultivator in Ming Dynasty!

"Boy, don't try to win against me in another ten years." Yan Song glanced at Xu Jie lightly, and sneered in his heart.

The two stood quietly in the empty square, waiting for the final result of the [Battle of Recognition].

Time passed bit by bit.

Day and night alternated, and after waiting for seven days, a strange crack finally appeared on the calm sky.

In the square, the first and second assistants of the Ming Dynasty, who had always stood still like clay and wood sculptures, finally made some moves.

The two knelt down at the same time to welcome His Majesty the Emperor of Ming Dynasty who returned in triumph!

Sure enough, a stalwart figure stepped out of the crack, it was Emperor Jiajing.

After seven days of fierce fighting, Emperor Jiajing was still in good spirits, showing no signs of fatigue from the long battle.

However, there are clear scratches, damage, and burn marks on the five-clawed gold dragon robe, which shows that the battle was fierce.

The eyes of Yan Song and Xu Jie were all focused on Emperor Jiajing's left shoulder.

A red fire chick, only the size of a sparrow, was sitting there.

He is well-behaved and docile, without any of his previous violent appearance.

"Your Majesty, what is this???" Yan Song said with surprise on his face.

"Hahahaha!" Emperor Jiajing said with a smile: "The battle to recognize the master is blessed by heaven, and the power of the divine beast is not small. But after the war, it will naturally return to its infancy."

Yan Song's appearance of being educated greatly satisfied Emperor Jiajing's vanity.

Xu Jie watched the monarch and his ministers ask and answer questions, and finally realized something later and gained some taste.

"Old Yan Song asked knowingly?"

"Pretend to be stupid, but can you please His Majesty?"

"I actually lost because I wasn't ignorant enough or shameless enough?"

Xu Jie's mood was as if he had just finished a bowl of porridge and found a lump of mouse droppings at the bottom of the bowl.

He was so uncomfortable that he trembled all over, but he was unwilling to admit defeat!
Finally, Xu Jie gritted his teeth!

"Your Majesty conquered the mythical beast and greatly improved our fortune. Please write a hundred poems to congratulate Your Majesty!"

"Oh?" Emperor Jiajing was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then nodded with satisfaction: "I have always loved Huating's articles, but it's a pity that you are busy with official duties and rarely have time to write Qingci. Today I have conquered the mythical beast, and there should indeed be hundreds of excellent works published. .”

Xu Jie quickly knelt down and kowtowed, accepting the order.

In his heart, there were mixed feelings.

The joy is that he has finally won His Majesty's favor, and the worry is that his current behavior is no different from flattering the minister.

Seeing this, Yan Song snorted coldly in his heart: "Old boy, dare to compete with the chief assistant?"

He coughed dryly, and said with a flattering smile: "It is really auspicious for the beasts to enter the Ming Dynasty. I must immediately spread the word and let the world know that Your Majesty is the Holy Lord of Ming Dynasty."

"Well! Weizhong, you are still careful!" Emperor Jiajing nodded again and again: "You are worthy of being the chief assistant appointed by me, and a model for all officials."

Xu Jie was still kneeling on the ground, almost fainted from chest tightness when he heard this.

Yan Song said again: "The divine beast was born, but I don't know how to call it. Please give it a name, Your Majesty, so that it can be passed on to the world."

"Giving a name to a mythical beast?" Jiajing's eyes lit up, and he was really happy to be deducted.

He pondered for a while, and finally choked out a name that satisfied him.

"My name, Great Ming Suzaku!"

Yan Song immediately worshiped: "The Ming Dynasty is so great that it is unparalleled in the world! The Ming Dynasty's brightness will last forever!"

"Well said, well said, Weizhong! Hahahaha!" Emperor Jiajing laughed with satisfaction, and the laughter echoed endlessly in the palace.

Xu Jie was completely shocked!
Daming is so great that it is unparalleled in the world?
Will the Ming Dynasty be immortal forever?
The sixteen words that old Yan Song blurted out were so amazing?What kind of talent is this?

Xu Jie finally understood that he was not as good as Yan Song.

It is inferior to talent and shameless, and it is far inferior!

"I won't fight Yan Song for at least ten years..." Xu Jie thought sadly in his heart.

(End of this chapter)