Zhou Dynasty, Kyoto.
Early in the morning, before dawn, a large number of carriages came out of the Sifangfu Garden in Kyoto.
The different pattern symbols on the carriage vaguely indicate the identity of the people in the carriage.
official.
And he is a high official who can face the saints.
The carriage followed the main road, seemingly slowly but actually very quickly, and soon arrived at the core of Kyoto - in front of the Imperial Palace standing in the center of the city.
When they arrived at the palace, the officials got off their carriages and walked on foot.
In about a stick of incense, we arrived in front of Changlong Hall.
Changlong Hall was the place where the early parliament of the Zhou Dynasty was held. The emperor went to court here, listened to the opinions of officials, listened to the court's discussions, and made decisions about people's livelihood.
However...
That was thirty years ago.
Since the destruction of the Ling family thirty years ago, the reigning Emperor Zhou Chang, Zhou Zhichang, has become obsessed with immortality and gradually ignored state affairs.
Originally, according to the rules, this morning court should be held once a day, but gradually it became three days, five days, seven days, one month...
Until now... once every three months.
Thinking about this matter, some loyal ministers could not help but beat their chests and lamented that the immortal way was ruining the country and immortality was ruining the people's livelihood.
But this kind of people generally cannot last more than thirty years, and they retire early and return to their hometowns or are demoted because of their unfavorable advice.
One can only imagine what kind of goods can still go to court now.
Of course, we can't say that all the people standing here are rotten fish and shrimps.
Because there are some people standing here who even Emperor Zhou Chang cannot move or are unwilling to move.
For example, the four people standing at the front of the queue right now.
The first man was about forty years old, with a majestic face similar to that of Emperor Chang of Zhou Dynasty. He wore a golden flower gown with four slits at the front, a five-clawed golden dragon printed on the front, and a golden belt around his waist.
The current prince, Zhou Xingdan.
The second man was slightly younger than Zhou Xingdan, tall and strong, and had a similar face to Zhou Xingdan. He was also wearing a golden robe and a gold belt, but the golden dragon on his chest only had four claws.
The second prince of the current dynasty was King Lin and Zhou Xinglin.
The third person has white beard and hair, his face is old, and there is a dull color in his eyes. He seems to have no martial arts or immortal cultivation.
But both Zhou Xingdan and Zhou Xinglin were very respectful to the old man.
The current Prime Minister, Lin Zhengguo.
At the same time, he is also one of the five major families in Zhou Dynasty and the contemporary head of the Lin family.
The last person has a handsome appearance, a tall figure, and a young face. He looks somewhere between middle-aged and young people - in his thirties.
He was wearing a Taoist robe, and the pattern on the Taoist robe was like stars. When he looked carefully, the stars seemed to be spinning and twinkling faintly, but when he thought about it carefully, he just thought it was his own eyesight.
This man was standing alone, on the same level as Zhou Xinglin, Zhou Xingdan, and Lin Zhengguo. However, no one came close to him to show affection or discuss state affairs.
Just because this person doesn't know much about state affairs and doesn't like to socialize with others...
He was able to appear in the morning court all because he was the imperial advisor and the guide on Emperor Chang's path to immortality.
Jiawen.
…
At this time, the morning court had not yet begun, so the ministers had time to chat.
They may chat in small groups, or they may flatter others to pave the way for promotion.
Wuwu Yangyang seemed like a rabble, but it did not prevent the eldest prince and the second prince from secretly communicating with each other.
The second prince, King Lin Zhou Xinglin, has a third-grade golden body. He is known as the strongest third-grade warrior in the Zhou Kingdom and ranks second on the Zhou Kingdom’s Heavenly Ranking!
The current prince, Zhou Xingdan, had an average talent in martial arts, but the financial resources of the royal family allowed him to be promoted to the fifth level of Condensing Aperture Realm.
At level 5 and below, wealth can make up for one's weakness. After level 5, money is useless and can only depend on talent and understanding.
Once the coagulation orifice is completed, the blood and energy can leave the body, and the sound transmission is only simple.
But outsiders didn't know that what the two were talking about at the moment was exactly what happened in Xuanshui City.
"I received a letter seven days ago, saying that my people in Xuanshui City have stabilized the situation." When King Lin said this, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he seemed to be in a good mood.
On the opposite side is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.
This crossbow armor smuggling line is actually not important...but the breath in the chests of King Lin and the Crown Prince is very important.
It's a pity that the prince's palace has paid the price, and what was thought to be a sure thing has been messed up. Now it has lost its wife and lost its troops...
The lack of money is the second most important thing, but having no place to show off face is even worse.
Before Zhou Xingdan could say anything, Zhou Xinglin said again: "By the way, go back and tell your second brother that the newly succeeded gang leader is now mine. If he dares to do some tricks in private, don't blame me, the boss." Uncle is so ungrateful."
Zhou Xingdan twitched the corner of his mouth and shook his head slightly.
"My second brother took matters into his own hands this time and even made compensation, which made you laugh, second brother."
As for the matter in Xuanshui City, in the eyes of these two people, they probably just walked by and mentioned it.
Zhou Xinglin spoke again: "How far has the old man reached in his cultivation of immortality?"
Zhou Xingdan said in a low voice: "I don't know."
"I don't know. The queen is your own mother. You don't know that I believe it. If the queen doesn't know, do you think I believe it?"
Zhou Xingdan and Zhou Xinglin have the same father and mother. Zhou Xinglin’s mother is the deceased Dong Guifei, but Zhou Xingdan’s mother is the current empress. She is also the only second-grade true martial artist in the Zhou Kingdom. She ranks first on the Heavenly Ranking and is the contemporary of the original Demon Sect. Head.
As a second-grade warrior who was also in charge of the harem, it was almost impossible for the emperor's every move to leave the queen's eyes.
Zhou Xingdan stopped talking.
But not speaking is an answer in itself.
Zhou Xinglin narrowed his eyes: "So, the foundation building is complete and the elixir is about to be formed, right?"
Zhou Xingdan nodded slightly and then sent a message: "Once the elixir is formed, if the spiritual energy and dragon energy collide, it will be impossible to recover from death."
"So before the elixir is formed, the old man must abdicate..."
Speaking of this, both the prince and Prince Lin's faces fell into silence.
Just then there was a sharp sound.
"Invite all the ministers to enter the palace!"
The ministers entered the palace in an orderly manner.
But Zhou Xinglin's voice suddenly sounded in Zhou Xingdan's ears: "I asked the immortal worshipers in my house, and spiritual energy and dragon energy cannot theoretically coexist. Logically speaking, the old man should have abdicated before he established the foundation, but he has been stretching until now. .”
"Brother, what if the old man really finds a way to resolve the conflict between dragon energy and spiritual energy..."
"You will have to be a prince for five hundred years."
There was a smile in Zhou Xinglin's words, but Zhou Xingdan could faintly hear the seriousness.
He half-closed his eyes without saying a word, and there was a cold light in his eyes.
If you form elixirs, your life span will be five hundred.
But how can there be a five-hundred-year-old prince in this world?
An old man who does not die is a thief!
…
The ministers entered the Changlong Hall.
In Changlong Hall, the main hall is majestic and dignified.
Emperor Chang of Zhou was wearing a dragon robe and sitting on a dragon chair, looking down.
He is sixty-two years old, but his appearance is only about thirty. He looks even younger than Zhou Xingdan and Zhou Xinglin.
His face is white and beardless, and there are stars in his eyes. His whole person's temperament is both majestic and ethereal, giving people a complex and conflicting feeling.
When the ministers stood up, Emperor Zhou Chang spoke gently.
"If you have something to do, talk about it; if you have nothing to do, leave the court."
The voice was indifferent, as if he didn't care about anything.
Lin Zhengguo took a step forward and said.
"My lord, I have something to say."
"Qing Lin, please speak."
"Your Majesty, there was a sudden flood in Wuguang Province three weeks ago. The floods caused people to live in dire straits..."
"The drought in Hongyuan Province became more and more severe two weeks ago..."
Lin Zhengguo's old voice echoed in Changlong Hall, what he was talking about was the people's livelihood situation in the country in the past three months. It can be clearly seen that after just listening to a few sentences, Zhou Zhichang leaned on the dragon chair, looking bored and uninterested.
It wasn't until Lin Zhengguo finished speaking that Emperor Zhou Chang spoke again: "These matters will all be handed over to the Prince's Mansion."
As early as more than ten years ago, the State of Zhou was supervised by the prince, and all domestic affairs were discussed by the prince and his ministers.
——It can also be seen that this so-called early dynasty is actually just a show to prove that I, Zhou Zhichang, am still the emperor of the Zhou Kingdom...
The officials were not surprised by this scene.
For about a minute, no one spoke again.
Zhou Zhichang then said softly: "Let's disperse the court."
"Your Majesty, I have one more thing to do."
Suddenly, there was another sound.
Zhou Zhichang frowned, but when he saw the person who spoke, his brows quickly relaxed.
Because the person who speaks is his actual master.
Jiawen.
"Does the Imperial Master have anything else to say?"
Jia Wen took a step forward, bowed his hands and said.
"Yesterday, I observed the stars at night and found that the sky in the country changed suddenly, and it seemed that evil spirits were breeding."
Zhou Zhichang frowned.
Jia Wen was silent for a moment and then spoke solemnly.
"Your Majesty, if the Emperor's Dragon Qi is weak, the country's fate will be in decline. If the country's fortune is in decline, evil spirits will flourish, and gods and ghosts will dance wildly!"
"This is a great disaster for the people of Zhou."
"Your Majesty, please think carefully and abdicate as soon as possible to give the people of the Great Zhou Kingdom a peaceful future!"
This statement is totally rebellious!
For a time, the entire Changlong Hall could be heard.
All the ministers and officials looked at each other, full of surprise but did not dare to say a word.
Lin Zhengguo was motionless and could not clearly see the look in his eyes.
Instead, Zhou Xinglin and Zhou Xingdan looked at each other, with a strange look flashing in their eyes...
This Jia Wen wears the same trousers as Zhou Zhichang. The two have a close relationship. They are not only good friends since childhood, but also a master and disciple.
But I didn't expect that this morning, Jia Wen would dare to risk his disapproval and say the words of abdication in front of Emperor Zhou Chang...
You can see that Emperor Zhou Chang's face turned cold instantly.
He looked at Jia Wen and found that Jia Wen was also looking at him.
The two looked at each other with burning eyes, but neither of them gave an inch!
After a long time, Zhou Zhichang spoke again: "I have made a decision on this matter... I will leave it to be discussed in the future."
"Dismiss the dynasty!"
This time, Zhou Zhichang didn't give anyone a chance to speak.
He stood up, waving his sleeves, and strode out of Changlong Hall.
After a long time, all the ministers retreated from the court, but they all avoided Jia Wen, as if this man was the god of plague.
Jia Wen doesn't care about this either.
He just glanced at the dignified dragon chair and sighed heavily.
A low voice sounded from his mouth.
"Emperor Chang asked for talents and visited the ministers, but Jia Wen's talents were even more unmatched.
It's a pity that we sit down at the front table in the middle of the night and don't ask about the common people or the ghosts and gods! "
But that’s it…
Shaking his head, he walked out of Changlong Hall.
Just as the light of morning sun shone on Jia Wen's face.
He raised his head to face the rising sun, with stars in his eyes, faintly seeing the collapse and decay under the rising sun.
"Zhichang, brother, I wanted to save your life again...but you didn't listen."
"I've done too many wrong things for you... Now, I really can't make the same mistake again and again."
Sighing and whispering, Jia Wen seemed to see another scene from the sky.
Hundreds of beasts are fighting, and corpses are everywhere!
The wolf roars and the tiger squats, the dragon and the python swallow it!
The real dragon is bleeding!
"But these are useless."
