In the Turkic King's City, Ashdekoro pushed away the panting and beautiful slave, sat up with his upper body bare, and carefully read the message handed over by the slave.
"You have many sins, you are arrogant to the heaven and the earth, you are against the principles, and you are destined to be killed..."
The powerful prime minister read out the message word by word, and the scar on his face slowly squeezed, outlining a ferocious smile.
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"...the academy deceives the people, sings disasters, mocks the gods, and angers God..."
In the main hall of the Zhou Kingdom's palace, where there were still faint traces of repairs, the emperor listened to his courtiers' retelling, and his palms involuntarily grasped the armrests of the throne, with veins popping up on the backs of his hands.
The ministers of the Manchu Dynasty were ecstatic, as if they had seen thousands of cavalry crossing the barren mountains and natural dangers, advancing all the way east, approaching the city of Chang'an, realizing Zhou's long-cherished wish for three hundred years.
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"Great-grandfather, great-grandfather!"
A young man in white shouted, holding a piece of paper, and ran towards Cui's mansion in Qinghe County. He tripped on the threshold and almost fell to the ground.
"You are so old, don't be so rough."
Mr. Cui, who was sipping tea with his old friends, frowned slightly and took the paper. When he saw the words on it clearly, his eyes instantly shrank and his palms unconsciously used force, crushing the porcelain cup to pieces.
"What's wrong?"
"What happened?!"
Friends around him asked concerned questions, but Mr. Cui remained silent. He just put the memorandum on the table and pointed it with his fingers, so that everyone could see clearly: "Use the power of all the countries in the world to destroy the school, put an end to the crime, and make all people safe forever." "In the Central Plains".
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Su Feng, who was sitting on a bench by the Chuiyun Lake in the Academy, was silent for a long time. He tore the letter into pieces and threw it into the lake.
He got up and left the bench, stepped across the long bridge, walked into the superintendent's building, climbed up the steps, and reached the top floor.
Portraits of mountain chiefs from past generations hang on the corridor walls. Either free and easy and transcendent, or wise and profound, or gentle and generous.
Su Feng stood still at the end of the corridor, looking up at the portrait of Lian Xuanxiao standing with a sword on the wall, speechless for a long time.
After an unknown amount of time, he sighed, took out the key from his arms, opened the wooden door of Shan Zhang's study, and came to sit behind the table.
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There is a thick stack of drawing paper on the desk, and the content on the paper is still about the magnificent underground city.
"Have you expected it...?"
Muttering to himself, drowned in the sound of the Haotian bell.
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"...announce it to the world, and the envoys will hear it."
In the Daming Palace of Yu State, Zhongshu ordered Xue Ji to finish reading the entire message and put down the paper expressionlessly.
You could hear a needle drop in the study, Prince Li Si's face was tense, the servant of the minister shot Pei Su with a gloomy look, the emperor stood by the window with his back to everyone, looking out at the pond.
It was late at night, and the candle flames shone in the stone lamps on the edge of the pond, illuminating the surface of the pond.
In the rugged waves, a golden carp slowly floated up. I wonder if it was due to illness. It looked lifeless and its tail swung weakly.
"The Taoist sect goes too far to deceive others,"
The Cavalry General gritted his teeth and said, "We have to respond!"
Dongfang Lu, the servant under the sect, glanced at him and asked: "How to respond? We also issued a notice to capture Taihao Mountain? What will the vassal think and what will the people of Yu think?"
The Taoist sect has lasted for thousands of years, and hundreds of millions of people from all over the world have believed in Haotian from generation to generation, including small countries that are vassal to the Yu State and pay tribute every year.
These vassal states were by no means just tools to satisfy the emperor's personal ambitions. Through private trade with the vassal states, Yu State could obtain a large amount of wood, stone, spices, medicinal materials, furs, gold, silver, copper and iron and other resources every year.
Moreover, the geographical location of the vassal state itself also provided the Yu state with conditions such as waterways and ports.
The mountain and river guardian talisman did not include these vassal states.
Even if the Yu State wants to express its stance and vow to fight to the death with the Taoist sect, it must first deal with these vassal states to prevent them from suddenly defecting.
As for the country of Yu, thousands of years of religious habits are not so easy to eliminate. It also takes time to guide the people and unify their thinking.
"But you can't just do nothing and do it in vain, right?"
The hussar general said angrily and punched the wall, causing ripples of restrictions.
The study was constantly noisy. Those who stood at the top of the Yu Kingdom's power were quarreling to cover up their uneasiness.
The world is not an exaggeration. With the status and strength of the Taoist sect, it can really mobilize various kingdoms to join the war. Open your eyes and look around, everyone in the world is your enemy.
"His Majesty,"
Yan Yundang, the general of the town army who had been sitting in the corner and watching with cold eyes, suddenly stood up, cupped his hands to Emperor Yu who was standing by the window with his back to everyone, and said: "Please allow me to retire first and go home to deal with some household matters."
The study became quiet for a while. Yan Yundang has become older over the years and has been idle at home. Although his figure is still burly, the gray on his temples and dry beard cannot be concealed at all.
Emperor Yu slowly turned around to look at the humerus minister and asked, "What's the family matter?"
"Lastly, I hug my grandchildren. Then I rush to the front line with my arms and horses."
Yan Yundang's somewhat cloudy eyes suddenly became sharp, and his voice was hoarse and rough, "Taihao Mountain uses Haotian's faith to order all nations, and it is bound to annihilate the Yu Kingdom and destroy the academy.
Some people are scared and want to flee and take their families away from the war. Some were ecstatic.
These happy people, or wealthy families, felt that they could regain their former glory without Li Yu's suppression.
Or a frustrated scholar who thinks he can take advantage of the troubled times and step on the corpses of others to make further progress.
Or simply a fanatical believer. Neither stupid nor bad.
I don't feel happy, and I don't want to escape - I'm too old, over seventy years old, and almost octogenarian. I can't escape, and I don't want to escape from this land that raised me, gave me a stage, and gave me fame. "
Yan Yundang looked sideways to the south, his eyes full of love, as if he could see the prosperous and prosperous Chang'an City through the obstacles of many palaces, and the land of Yu Kingdom where all things were flourishing.
"If one day, the soldiers from Taihao Mountain really arrive at the border, they will have to step over my body first."
Yan Yundang turned around and said with a hoarse smile: "Before that, the doubts that have lingered in my heart for many years should be answered - Cardinal Taihaoshan claims to be a divine messenger or prophet. Is their blood red?"
After saying that, he cupped his hand towards the emperor, turned around and opened the door. Under the doubtful eyes of the waiter outside the door, he laughed and walked into the deep night.
Emperor Yu stood there, looking at Yan Yundang's retreating back, the corners of his mouth subconsciously raised.
He looked around at everyone in the study and said calmly: "Sooner or later Taihaoshan's denunciation will spread. If it can't be blocked, then don't block it. Dongfang Lu."
"I'm here."
"Let the minister draft a message."
"May I ask Your Majesty, the title of the essay is..."
""An Message to All Nations""
Emperor Yu said: "I want to enshrine the Zen in Mount Tai and tell the message to God, to the ancestors of Li and Yu, and to the people of Li. I am not the minister of the subjugation of the country, and I am not the king of the subjugation of the country."
