Zhang Yuanqing stared at the Imperial Master's golden eyes and said loudly: "At this time of crisis, I would like to seek the Imperial Master's protection, for the sake of the Southern Dynasty and the people of Li."
His loud voice could clearly reach the ears of the officials and people present, covering up the noise.
Pairs of eyes couldn't help but look at the Imperial Preceptor. Xie Lingxi, who was among the crowd, shouted crisply, "Please the Imperial Preceptor to protect your majesty for the people and the court."
She didn't know why Brother Yuanshi wanted to join the dragon alone, but she knew that she only needed to cooperate with Brother Yuanshi unconditionally.
Also unconditionally cooperating were Wang Beiwang, Red Rooster Brother Xiao Yuan and Palace Master Zhi Kill. With their teammates actively setting the pace, the people began to agree.
I beseech the Chinese Master to bless the foolish king who gnashes his teeth in hatred every time he mentions it.
The Imperial Master was silent for a long time and said slowly, "Yes."
Turning into a golden light and escaping into the Qing Tower, Zhang Yuanqing looked at Zheng Wenhan with a curl of his lips and said with a smile: "Zheng Xiang~ I have to handle government affairs in the Tianji Tower. I will leave the investigation of spies within the Imperial City Department to you. Within three days If the spy who is having liaison with the Northern Dynasty cannot be found, come and see him!"
He was conveying to Zheng Wenhan that I was using a delaying strategy, which meant that the conflict between the two parties could not be resolved until death.
But rebellion is a taboo after all. This time the plan for the heaven-sacrifice ceremony failed. If he had not been forced to do so, Zheng Wenhan would definitely have chosen to be fully prepared before taking action.
Zhang Yuanqing chose not to move the Imperial City Division and not expose his rebellion, which was giving Zheng Wenhan a step to prevent him from directly rebelling.
Zheng Wenhan knew it well.
But he could only go down the steps. In front of the public, he suppressed his emotions and said with his hands, "I understand."
In the alchemy room on the top floor of the Tianji Building, Zhang Yuanqing looked at the people as if they were ants, and the creeks were flowing in different directions along the streets.
In the square outside the Tianji Tower, two hundred city defense troops and two hundred Imperial City Division troops were arrayed. The former was under the control of the Yang family, and the latter was under the control of Zheng Jiaming.
Further away on the main road connecting the imperial city, luxury carriages were driving towards the Tianji Tower. Some were carriages for cabinet officials and some were eunuchs in the palace.
Because the emperor issued an order to handle government affairs in the Tianji Building, the former needed cabinet officials to assist in the work, while the latter came to serve His Majesty the Monkey Emperor.
Zhang Yuanqing withdrew his gaze and walked towards the alchemy room.
"Your Majesty, stay here." The middle-aged Taoist guarding the door of the alchemy room stopped him, his face expressionless and cautious.
"The Imperial Master has ordered that you can only rest in this room and cannot go out, nor can you walk around in the Tianji Building."
Zhang Yuanqing looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest. He had a fair face and piercing eyes, full of air and a lot of cultivation.
"I want to see the Imperial Master," he said.
"No one can see the state master who has mastered the heavenly skills." The middle-aged Taoist's eyes were not squinting, which did not change because of his status as emperor.
All the Taoist priests in Tianji Tower looked down upon the emperor and despised the imperial power.
Zhang Yuanzhi curled his lips secretly and groaned: "If I kill you now, do you think the Imperial Master will stop me? Will he avenge you? Or do you think I can't kill you?"
When he said the last word, he cast a mental strike. The sound was like a harsh noise, like a sharp steel needle.
The middle-aged Taoist priest's vision went dark, veins on his forehead bulged and his face twitched, but his nose was black and no blood spilled out.
Level 5? Damn it~ It’s hard to tell who will lose or win in a real fight! Zhang Yuanqing was surprised and remained calm on the surface, maintaining a relaxed posture with a smile.
A few seconds later, the middle-aged Taoist priest recovered from his mental damage. When he looked at Hun Jun, his eyes were full of fear and surprise. Dan Miao said: "Since Your Majesty wants to see the Imperial Master, I will pass it on for you." He opened his mouth and spat out a stream of Yin Qi, and a man wearing it The white-clothed blade spirit servant drifted away.
Zhang Yuanqing turned back to the alchemy room, sat cross-legged on the futon, and then asked the spiritual servant to move the low table, bucket, and charcoal to the corner to boil water and make tea.
When bubbles appear at the bottom of the clear water in the pot, a golden light passes through the wall and enters the alchemy room, transforming into an old Taoist priest with immortal style.
It came so quickly. The water hadn't even boiled yet. Zhang Yuanqing scooped water from the bucket and washed the tea set.
He kept his eyes on his hands and did not look at the other person, even though there was a master sitting opposite the low case.
"Your Majesty, are you not afraid that a poor Taoist will kill you?" The Imperial Master's expression was indifferent and his tone was ethereal and indifferent, like an accomplished master who had cultivated to the realm of supreme oblivion.
Zhang Yuanqing picked up the tea cup with bamboo clips and drained the water. "You could have killed me a few years ago, so why bother to spend so much energy? I only knew before that you might have concerns about killing me yourself. Today I understand why." !”
"What do you understand?" the Imperial Master asked calmly.
"Lian is the king of a country. He has dragon energy to protect his body. Killing me will cause your degeneration." Zhang Yuanqing's tone was also very calm, as if he was chatting with a senior citizen. "So you have to use the Zheng family and Mrs. Ya to kill me."
The Imperial Master's expression remained cold, "I can still ask the Zheng family to kill you. There are many ways to kill you. I don't need to do it myself. Entering the Tianji Tower does not mean you are safe."
Zhang Yuanqing stared into the Imperial Preceptor's eyes without changing his expression and said with a smile, "You have missed the best opportunity to kill me. Now I don't take it lightly for two or three level six. There are also the city defense army and the Imperial City Division downstairs." Soldier, if you dare not let me die in the Tianji Tower, this will make the people resent you, blame you, and no longer trust you, which will weaken or even dissipate the dragon energy in you."
Upon hearing this, Master Hu's eyes flashed, his hair and sleeves were windless, and his aura was menacing.
"How do you know this?" His voice was loud and deep, no longer ethereal.
Zhang Yuanqing smiled, "Why do you need to ask me when the Imperial Master has calculated all the secrets?"
Living in the Tianji Tower was a clever move for him to rebel against the general's army. Everyone knew that the Imperial Preceptor had a lot to do with nature. If the emperor died in the Tianji Tower, then the Imperial Preceptor must have caused his death.
The most dangerous place is the safest place. This is the way Zhang Yuanqing figured out after thinking hard all night.
Enter the Tianji Tower to ensure your own safety and then find a way to weaken Zheng Wenhan's power. Accumulate your own strength to prepare for the final decisive battle.
The imperial master with an immortal style showed no expression on his face and could not see any changes in his emotions. At this time, the water in the pot began to boil.
Zhang Yuanqing seemed not to notice the abnormality of the imperial master, picked up the kettle and slowly brewed tea. Although he didn't understand tea, he had been dealing with rich and powerful groups for a long time and had seen a lot, so he naturally learned to brew tea elegantly.
He took a sip of the hot tea and said, "Good tea. This place looks simple. Any tea you put in it is better than my royal officials. You two have no enjoyment except for women. Everything is better than Lian, but Thinking of destroying the entire Southern Dynasty."
"Nan Chao's energy has been exhausted," the Imperial Master said.
Zhang Yuanqing sneered, "Sure enough, he wanted to destroy the Southern Dynasty. The so-called support for the Zheng family is just a lie. Unfortunately, Zheng Wenpiao believed it. The officialdom has been leaked for many years. Many academicians were blinded by the desire for power. Everyone in the world said that the Imperial Master He loved the people like a son but didn’t know that he was bewitching the king to indulge in sexual pleasure and indulge in dual cultivation. The world said that the Bodhisattva, the national preceptor, had a heart that could save the world, but they didn’t know that he was bit by bit eroding the national destiny of the Southern Dynasty and trying to push thousands of people into war and purgatory.”
"National Master, why are you like this?"
"It's God's will!" The Imperial Master's tone returned to a vague and indifferent tone.
Zhang Yuanqing said disdainfully, "Actually, it's not difficult to guess that, with the state of the Imperial Master, money, beauty, and lust cannot dazzle your eyes. The only thing that can make you desire is the cultivation and supreme state that reaches the heaven and earth. The things in the Tianji Tower The Taoist priest said that your retreat has reached a critical moment. Let me guess that you want to take the opportunity of the Northern Dynasty's southern expedition to destroy the Southern Dynasty. This can separate the final national destiny of the Southern Dynasty from the Zhao clan and become a stepping stone for you to reach a higher realm. Are the stepping stones right?"
The Imperial Master nodded, Zhang Yuanqing bowed his head and said, "Can the Imperial Master teach me the secret method?"
The Imperial Master refused.
"The old man doesn't know how to praise." Zhang Yuanqing immediately turned his face and snorted, "I have heard that the imperial master has calculated all the secrets of heaven and knows astronomy and geography. I will use the world as my chess and all living beings as my pawns. Can I play a game of chess with you!"
The teacher laughed, "Interesting."
He made a gesture of invitation. "Your majesty, please take action.
Zhang Yuanqing smiled and said, "My first son is called Kill One and Bury Two."
In the Hongtu Hall of the Cabinet, incense was burning, and six bachelors were sitting in front of the case. Zheng Wenhan picked up the tea bowl, pinched the lid and gently pulled the rim, and tasted tea slowly.
The five bachelors, including Yang Zheng, were silent and played their flutes. Zheng Wenhan put down his tea bowl and said, "I don't agree."
His memorial contained a list of sixteen corrupt officials. The person impeached was Yushitai Yushi, a confidant of the doctor Yang Zheng.
Before the five bachelors could speak, Zheng Wenhan spoke eloquently: "The frontline defenders are trying their best to resist the enemy and need a stable rear. Most of the officials on the list hold important positions and should not be moved at this time. Besides, it remains to be seen whether these people are corrupt." After verification, it is recommended that the accounts be tampered with in the future."
More than half of those who were impeached were Zheng Wenhan. Yang Zhengju argued hard, "Because of the extraordinary period, we have to eliminate these borers and pests. How can we hand over heavy power to cancer?"
Zheng Wenhan said calmly, "There is no need to discuss this matter anymore, and we cannot suspend the investigation."
Yang Zheng and Zheng Wenhan had a fierce argument. Four bachelors were arguing, one was neutral, two were partisan, and Zheng Wenhan was firm.
The political power of the Southern Dynasties was divided into the emperor's cabinet and the six ministries from top to bottom. The cabinet was composed of six great scholars. Zheng Wenhan and Yang Zhengwei were both prime ministers on the right and prime minister on the left.
The political system of the Southern Dynasties had both a cabinet and a prime minister. Although the power of the internal government was great, it was suppressed by the imperial power, but the prime minister was not. The power of the prime minister could threaten the imperial power.
Therefore, there were many conflicts between the emperor and the cabinet. In the more than 500 years of history of the Southern Dynasties, there were many examples of prime ministers evading imperial power.
Zhao Shun's power in the imperial palace has long been eclipsed by the cabinet, and the right prime minister Yang Zheng, who is now competing with Zheng Wenhan in the form and identity of a mascot, does not have imperial power.
From noon to dusk, the two sides failed to win the game, and they broke up unhappy, exhausted both physically and mentally.
Tianji Tower A ray of bloody setting sun passed through the watchtower and shone into the alchemy room. It was condensed by a ray of spiritual thought. The Imperial Preceptor sat cross-legged at the table and said calmly, "Your Majesty ignores the government affairs. Why do you think that a single imperial edict will make the cabinet surrender?" You want to punish traitors and win over the people, but this is a foolish move."
Sun Miaomiao opened the gang warehouse and took out Little Red Riding Hood, put it on her head and turned into starlight before leaving Yang's house.
She entered a rice shop with a clear goal and saw that the granary was filled with grains of rice. "Tsk, tsk, but the refugees outside the city were chewing the bark of the trees, but the rice in the grain merchant's house was piled up like a mountain."
She opened the inner space of Xiaohongmao and collected the entire warehouse's grain into it, then turned into starlight and left. She went in and out of various rice shops throughout the night, and merchants wanted to steal grain from the homes of court ministers.
