321.Witch Gu

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With a loud shout, the Weiyang Palace fell into silence.

Although Liu Che's rights were divided.

But he is still the emperor of Han Dynasty.

He holds the highest authority on this land.

Look around the hall.

Liu Che said coldly: "General, Dongou, Nanyue, and Minyue armies will be transferred back, and criminals will be sent to fill the vacancies in the three areas."

“I don’t know where Changle Guardsman Cheng is?!”

"I'm here."

Among the ministers, an ordinary but strong military general was ordered to come out.

Cheng Bushi was the former prefect of Yanmen, and he went through many battles without a single defeat.

His reputation was not as good as that of Li Guang, but because he was too cautious in leading the army, he had no defeats but no major victories. Therefore, when Wei Qing led the army out of the fortress, Liu Che transferred him back to Chang'an and served as Changle Weiwei with the same name as Jianzhang Supervisor.

"I order you to serve as the general of Zhendong, and lead the troops to Dongping to take charge of 200,000 guards to guard against the rebellion in Qingzhou."

"I accept your order."

Cheng did not know whether to be humble or arrogant and received the order.

With a flick of Liu Che's fingers, a eunuch gave Cheng Bushi the seals, amulets, and temperance teachings he had prepared.

"The imperial censor drafts the decree."

"Order Yu Linlang to hand over the military power to Zhendong General Cheng Wushi, return to Chang'an as soon as possible, and lead the armies of the three regions to the north to conquer Zhang Qi, the traitor!"

While Liu Che was giving orders, the censor quickly recorded, worded, and wrote the imperial edict.

After it was completed, it was presented to Liu Che for inspection. After it was found to be correct, Liu Che personally printed the jade seal.

"Eight hundred miles urgent."

"promise!"

"I don't know Cheng."

"The old minister is here."

"I will leave it to you to guard Qingzhou. With Dongping, Puyang, and Jinan as the lines, the rebel army must not be allowed to move further west."

"promise!"

Chang'an Palace was silent, Liu Che's words echoed, and no one dared to say a word.

Looking around the hall again, Liu Che asked coldly: "Do you have any opinions?!"

"Your Majesty, Holy Might!"

The officials in Weiyang Palace handed over their hands.

Liu Che stood up from the throne.

"Since there is no other opinion, all the ministers will work together to perform their duties."

"Retreat from the court."

"Holy greetings, Your Majesty!"

Leave the main hall of Weiyang Palace.

Liu Che's face was gloomy.

The dispute in the court today was just a farce played by the other two factions for him.

If he takes one step back, he will have to take countless steps back.

The Hall of One Word will once again become the Hall of Many Words when his grandmother was still alive.

Once he does, he may face what his grandfather faced.

Force the palace and establish a new one.

He would not accept an ambitious king having factions in the court that supported him.

Nor does he allow his throne to be overturned in any way.

There is no emotion at that location in this palace, and all those who covet it are Liu Che's enemies!

"His Majesty."

Deep palace.

Liu Che pushed open the palace door, and Sang Yang was waiting for him for a long time.

In the palace, besides Sang Yang, there were more than a dozen people who were struggling on the ground with their hands and legs bound.

There was a man who looked like a wizard wearing a bird feather coat and a colorful tail feather hat on his head.

"Are you all ready?"

Liu Che asked Xiang Sangyang.

Nowadays, apart from a few eunuchs in the palace, Sang Yang is the person he trusts most.

"Ready."

Sang Yang handed over.

"Then let's get started. I hope you can give me good news."

Liu Che looked at the wizard with no emotion in his eyes.

The way of witchcraft and ghosts, the theory of immortals and gods.

This is very popular in this era.

There are countless people everywhere who worship ghosts and gods, and Liu Che is one of them.

Now that the crisis is approaching, Liu Che has fewer and fewer cards at his disposal, so he wants to place his hope on the ghosts and gods.

Human sacrifice has been around since the Shang and Zhou dynasties. As an emperor who controls countless lives and deaths, human life is nothing in his eyes.

Even if all you can get is comfort.

The wizard had no expression on his face and began to dance in circles around the people who had their hands and feet tied and fell to the ground.

The singing is mysterious and the dancing is confusing.

Blood bloomed in the palace.

Immediately, the wizard's hand spontaneously ignited without fire, and a talisman floated out of his arms.

Jumping around the palace.

Suddenly.

The wizard clasped his hands together and held the beating talisman in his palm.

Sweat stained his face,

The wizard didn't say anything, he just held the talisman above his head.

Liu Che winked, and Sang Yang stepped forward to take it and handed it to Liu Che.

A blank piece of paper.

There was nothing. Liu Che's eyes were filled with anger. When he was about to say something, a brown texture suddenly appeared from the bottom of the talisman paper, and then moved around on the talisman paper.

"good"

Liu Che read out the official script on the talisman paper softly.

The sullen look in his eyes turned into extreme shock.

When he held the talisman paper in his hand, it was still white. It was different from any paper he had ever seen, and it was not similar to any other paper.

And the void writing happened right in front of his eyes, or in his hands. At this moment, Liu Che somewhat believed in the wizard in front of him.

"Is this a consensus?"

Liu Che's tone was more solemn.

He has seen many wizards over the years, but this is the first time he has seen one as mysterious as this.

The wizard, who had not spoken a word since Liu Che's arrival, spoke now.

The voice is a little hoarse and a little ethereal, very contradictory.

"The meaning of the gods is that your majesty will gain something this time, which is a good sign."

"God?"

Liu Che frowned slightly.

"Why are gods gods? Why have I never heard of them?"

The wizard's hoarse voice said: "The God of Heaven is the Lord of the Gods, located in the sky."

"oh."

Liu Che's eyes narrowed. The title Lord of the Gods made him a little unhappy.

"Good omen. Haha, I hope so."

"Sang Qing, you can handle it. I'm tired."

Liu Che stood up and walked out of the palace.

Unlike when he came with a heavy heart, he actually felt a little relaxed now.

Sang Yang stood quietly with his hands folded.

He didn't straighten up until Liu Che completely disappeared from his sight.

Turning around, he looked at the wizard and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

No communication.

Sang Yang called several eunuchs to deal with the mess in the palace.

Then the wizard was quietly sent out of the palace.

When the two of them said goodbye, Sang Yang left an inconspicuous ball of paper in a corner without leaving a trace.

The wizard didn't say anything, and walked away without making any unnecessary movements.

night.

A muscular man in dark clothes appeared in the corner.

Silently, he groped in the corner for a while.

The slight touch shocked him, then he picked it up and left quietly again.

Inside Chang'an City.

An ordinary house.

The man in dark clothes ducked in through the raised window coffin.

A couple in the house looked around vigilantly.

All is well.

"What news has come from the palace?"

the man in the couple asked softly.

The man in dark clothes shook his head: "It hasn't been deciphered yet, so I don't know yet. I just know that Yang God used sacrifices."

"Ayuan."

The husband nodded towards his wife.

The wife took out some clothes from the closet and folded them together.

"Secret words."

"Here," the man in dark clothes handed over the small ball of paper he picked up.

The woman named A Yuan spread out the paper ball, combined a ring and a water mirror, and then put it on her right eye.

"msn"

A Yuan compared the patterns on the pieces of clothing and left traces on a piece of white paper with her pen.

The night passed little by little.

Under a subtle light, Ayuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Untied!"

work overtime.

You can't afford to offend social animals.

Low air pressure.

(End of chapter)