Luzhou has a radius of more than ten thousand miles, but now it is deserted and there is no human being.
Fengtian City is the capital of Luzhou, but the city is empty of people. Only a few old people dare not leave.
Inside the government office, Zhou Mu Liang Yuan was sitting in his seat reading a book, but his heart was not at ease and his eyelids kept twitching.
Suddenly, a gust of night wind blew from the window and shook the lights. Liang Yuan was startled, and he immediately put down his book and greeted his servants.
The old housekeeper opened the door and came in, poured tea for Liang Yuan, and asked: "Master, I think you are distracted, but what's on your mind?"
Liang Yuan frowned and said, "I don't know why, but I suddenly felt panicked tonight. I'm afraid there was a warning from heaven telling me to be careful."
The old housekeeper quickly smiled and said: "Master Jiren has his own destiny. Even the imperial envoy sent by the imperial court is no match. What else do we need to worry about?"
"Song Zheng?" Liang Yuan muttered silently for a few times, then stood up and said, "Change for me, let's go meet this loyal minister!"
"Yes, sir."
…
The death cell was dark and the air was humid, but there were not many prisoners visible inside. In a prison, Song Zheng, neatly dressed, was sitting cross-legged on the ground, closing his eyes to rest. On his lap lies the golden whip given by Baili Longteng, glowing with a faint halo.
Not long after, I heard the cell door open and footsteps approaching a little bit.
Song Zheng opened his eyes and said: "Master Liang came to visit late at night. Could it be that he is sending me on my way?"
The lantern came closer, and the candlelight reflected Liang Yuan's figure. He stood in front of the prison door and said with a smile: "Why is Lord Song so anxious to die? You said so, if I don't kill you, wouldn't it be my fault? "
Song Zheng slowly opened his eyes, looked at Liang Yuan and said: "Although I die, I cannot die with injustice. Song Zheng has something unclear, and Mr. Liang needs to tell the truth."
"certainly!"
As soon as Liang Yuan waved his hand, the old housekeeper opened the cell door and helped Liang Yuan go in. Then another chair was placed for Liang Yuan to sit down.
Liang Yuan sat down and said: "I stayed up late at night just to make Mr. Song understand his death."
"You have been waiting for so long. It seems that the cabinet does not want my life," Song Zheng said: "If my guess is correct, they want you to tie me up in the capital and stand trial. Am I right?"
Liang Yuan nodded nonchalantly and said: "That's true. Mr. Song must not know about the affairs of the imperial court. In order to save the prince, Wang Yuanzhong committed suicide in front of the palace gate. Unfortunately, the prince was still deposed and sent to Qing'an City for confinement. In the current cabinet, Jia Chengdao, an old fox, is appointed as the right minister, and the second prince and the sixth prince oversee the country together. What do you think, Mr. Song?"
After hearing this, Song Zheng looked unhappy and sighed: "The traitors in the court led to the unjust death of loyal ministers and the prince was in ruins. It's a pity that I, Song Zheng, am trapped in this place and can't stop me. I'm sorry for doing so!"
"Just you?" Liang Yuan said with a smile: "Do you think Wang Yuanzhong's death and Baili Changkong's deposedness were because of the frame-up by someone in the court? You are so wrong!"
"Isn't it?" Song Zheng raised his head slightly, as if he couldn't figure out the logic behind this: "The Holy One was deceived by traitors like you, so he did such a thing."
"Hahahahaha," Liang Yuan laughed loudly. He had never said that Song Zheng was so naive: "I didn't expect there to be a pedantic person like you in this world. I'm afraid the emperor asked you to die, so you would have no hesitation. "
"If you want your minister to die, you will be disloyal if you don't!"
Song Zheng looked upright and solemn, but it was a pity that in Liang Yuan's eyes, these were big jokes.
Liang Yuandao: "Sir Song, do you know what we have been doing in the past few hundred years when we have been working in the imperial court?"
Song Zheng was taken aback for a moment and blurted out: "Of course it is to obey God's will and to calm the people's hearts."
"But, God's will has really gone smoothly, and the people's hearts are really at peace?" Liang Yuan sneered: "Three years after the Holy Emperor came to the throne, the five kings were in chaos, and the six dynasties came to attack. Half of my men joined the army, and the casualties exceeded hundreds of millions. As a result, the fields are desolate and the people’s homes are destroyed.”
"This is the murderous cause of the Five Kings and Six Dynasties, and it is not the fault of the Holy One." Song Zheng said: "This is how the Holy One should inherit the throne. Otherwise, the great cadre will fall into pieces and the people will suffer even more."
Liang Yuan smiled slightly and added: "In the ten years since the Holy Emperor took the throne, several states have suffered from drought and tens of millions of people have starved to death."
Song Zheng continued: "This is a natural disaster and it is inevitable."
"Fifteen years after the Holy Emperor came to the throne, there were serious disasters in several states, and tens of millions of people died. Twenty years after the Holy Emperor came to the throne, there was an earthquake in Dongzhou, and half of the people in the state died. Thirty years after the Holy Emperor took the throne, he started killing the Han people, and dozens of soldiers were killed and injured. Ten thousand……"
Liang Yuan meticulously detailed the affairs of the court since Baili Longteng succeeded to the throne. Almost every five years, there would be a major disaster in Daqian, and countless people would die.
When Song Zheng heard what happened, he was shocked and his expression changed.
Liang Yuan continued: "In the past few years, we, Daqian, have started wars with the Han Dynasty and Dayan Dynasty at the same time, suppressed the internal rebellion of King Nanyue, and we have the great disaster in Luzhou, the battle in the Demon Realm, and the Zombie Ancestor in Hidden Corpse Ridge. Reappearance, Lord Song, have you ever thought about how many people would die tragically?"
Song Zheng raised his head, looked at Liang Yuan, and sighed: "If Master Liang has anything to say, please state it clearly. Song is all ears."
Liang Yuan said: "Okay, today I will open the skylight and speak frankly. Even if Master Song knows about it, he will not have the chance to tell others. I can tell you what has happened in the past few years since the Holy Emperor succeeded to the throne, including what is happening in Luzhou now The catastrophes are all what the Holy One wants to see."
"This is impossible!" Song Zheng said in shock: "How could the Holy One hope to see the people suffer?"
Liang Yuan replied: "The Holy One has never paid attention to these people. The reason why he still cares about the people is because the people's hearts are related to the fate of the dynasty. If the luck is not there, the emperor's power cannot be preserved. The true meaning of the Holy One is The purpose is to reach the upper realm!"
"Upper Bound!"
Song Zheng thought for a moment and suddenly realized something. He stood up suddenly and shouted: "You also said that you are not treacherous ministers and traitors, who are bringing harm to the country. The Holy One is so perverse and perverse, and you, as a minister, not only do not stop it, but instead add fuel to the flames and help the evildoer!"
Liang Yuan sneered and said: "What is good above is what is bad for the people below. Even if there is no Liang family, there will be others. If I don't do it, someone else will do it. For so many years, my Liang family has been infamy because I have to do it for Your Majesty." Cover up what he did. Only in this way can you, Mr. Song, feel that it is us traitors who have deceived the Holy Spirit. As long as we are removed, the court can repeat the Qingming Festival and the world will be at peace."
"Hahahahaha," Liang Yuan stood up, looked up to the sky with a smile, and said, "What a naive idea. When you see the people below doing random things, you think it's their own fault and they don't keep their heads shut. But don't think about it, what if How could they be chosen by the superiors to do these things if they were disobedient? If they really made their own decisions, would the superiors still dare to use them in their positions? To tell you the truth, whether it is my Liang family or others, their foundations are all based on the Holy One If you touch us as a human being, you are going against the Holy One. Do you think you can still live?"
Liang Yuan walked around behind Song Zheng and continued: "Even if I kill you today, the Holy One will not punish me. Because to the Holy One, you are just a reminder and warning that he sent to me. The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty There are so many people, and everyone is the same, including you and Song Zheng. But now I am the only one who can handle Luzhou's affairs, so the Holy One still needs me, and he can't kill me yet!"
"Having said so much, Lord Song must have understood. I caught you but did not deal with it. Although I wanted to see the court's attitude, the court's attitude will not affect my judgment. The court wants to use you to test me. , I can also use you to test the court. I am not afraid of the trouble the court will come to me. The current court can leave him for hundreds of miles, but it will never leave my Liang family!"
After hearing this, Song Zheng's body trembled several times, and it took him a long time to regain his composure, saying: "The imperial court is not a court of one family after all. You, the Liang family, cannot cover the sky with one hand!"
Liang Yuan laughed loudly: "This Daqian is his Baili Daqian. But this Daqian cannot be separated from my Liang family! I want you to die, even if he wants you to live, it is impossible! "
Song Zheng snorted coldly and said: "The heaven and the earth have their own righteousness. The court can distinguish between loyal and traitorous. Right and wrong will not be confused. Good and evil will eventually be rewarded. Even if you kill me today, you will not be able to escape the day when your Liang family will be destroyed." .”
"What a sharp tongue," Liang Yuan said with a smile: "It's a pity that you won't be able to see it one day. Mr. Song, you know so much. If you don't die, I will never be able to sleep again."
After hearing this, Song Zheng raised the golden whip in his hand and shouted: "This is a divine weapon given by the Holy One. With Master Liang's seal of Fangzhou Mu, I'm afraid it can't do anything to me!"
"Oh?" Liang Yuan smiled slightly and said: "Master Song is an upright gentleman after all, and he is magnanimous. Even if he lies, he can only be seen through at a glance. What you are holding in your hand is not an imperial-given artifact at all, but It’s just a fake.”
Song Zheng couldn't help but be shocked. He didn't know when he had leaked the truth and Liang Yuan saw the flaw.
When Liang Yuan saw that Song Zheng was silent and confirmed his suspicion, he smiled and said: "Master Song, you don't have to have any doubts. Liang can tell you. In fact, I knew it the day I went to arrest you. You asked Ji Changfeng went to inquire about Luzhou's intelligence, and thought that I would never dare to do anything to the imperial envoy, so he handed over the golden whip to him without permission, and what he brought with him was a counterfeit that had been prevented in advance."
"So when I went to catch you, although you subconsciously wanted to use the golden whip to fight me, you suddenly remembered that what you were holding was just a fake, so you gave up suddenly. In fact, at that time, you If the thing inside is really a golden whip, I don’t know how to end it. But fortunately, you gave the golden whip to Ji Changfeng, so that I don’t have to worry about anything. Only then can I dare to capture you openly!"
After listening to what Liang Yuan said, Song Zheng threw away the golden whip in his hand, stood with his hands behind his back, and said to Liang Yuan: "Since you know everything, Song Zheng has nothing to say. However, Song Zheng still wants to persuade Just say it to you."
"Okay," Liang Yuan said with a smile: "When birds are about to die, they sing in mourning, and when people are about to die, they also speak kindly. I would like to hear what Mr. Song has to say to me when he is about to die."
Song Zheng said: "I only learned about the affairs of Luzhou when I met the county magistrate Hong Zhen who came to Beijing to complain. Later, I was appointed by the Holy Emperor as an imperial envoy to visit Luzhou. Song Zheng wants to advise you that Liang Yuan has done many unjust things. You will die by yourself. Even if you help the tyrants to commit evil, the court's laws cannot deal with you, but if there is a god above your head, God will accept you!"
Hearing this, Liang Yuan sneered and said, "What I do to help the saints go up is something that defies heaven. I can't care about what God does."
As soon as he finished speaking, a seal appeared in Liang Yuan's hand, emitting a dazzling light, and an invisible power rose out of thin air, covering Song Zheng.
Liang Yuan said in a deep voice: "Master Song, if you have a next life, you must never become an official. Because even if a person like you has ten thousand lives, it will be in vain!"
After saying that, the big seal rose from the palm of his hand and fell down towards Song Zheng: "Sir Song, you don't need to worry about this worldly matter anymore. You can go on your way with peace of mind!"
