Daming Palace. ． `
During the prosperous Tang Dynasty, Li Tang dominated the world unstoppably and would not die unless he did something. More than 200 years ago, due to the prince's collusion with the Demon Sect to intervene in the fight for the throne, his luck was severely damaged and was in danger of collapse. Fortunately, Yuan Tianshi devoted his life's knowledge to Chunyang Palace. The cooperation extended Li Tang's Qi, and it was rumored that Yuan Tianshi used the real dragon to suppress Qi and continue Li Tang's Guo Zuo.
The Tang Dynasty was once again prosperous, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment.
Manpower was sometimes scarce, so Yuan Tianshi originally planned to use dragons to suppress luck for three to four hundred years.
Unexpectedly, something unexpected happened two hundred years later. The White Snake, which was originally suppressed in the True Dragon Palace, left the Daming Palace. On August 15th, it caused heavy rain and flew away. Tens of thousands of people in Chang'an City saw it with their own eyes.
There was heavy rain, lightning and thunder, and a huge white snake passed through Chang'an City and headed straight for the river.
There were rumors in the palace that Prince Li Zhang, who forced the palace to rebel at that time, accidentally broke the seal and released the real dragon. Since then, the power of Li Tang's country has been declining, and it is getting worse year by year. Although Li Zhang ascended the throne, he was accused by people with ulterior motives that he was not favored by the true dragon and was not a true emperor.
After many years of ups and downs, Li Zhang died of mental and physical exhaustion, and his twelve-year-old prince succeeded him.
It’s still the Daming Palace.
A young woman wearing a white robe with blue stripes walked through the dark palace gate.
The woman's eyes seemed to linger on every building, and she seemed to be unable to bear it. She followed the female officer with a complex expression towards the familiar yet unfamiliar palace.
Along the way, we can see signs of Li Tang's decline from the details of the palace.
Broken bluestone floor tiles that won’t have time to be replaced. . Green grass grows in the cracks, weeds between the roof tiles, and the palace maids and eunuchs with old clothes, sallow faces, skinny faces, and dull eyes. How could they ever be so lifeless back then...
"well……"
Sighing, there is no place to describe the memories in my heart.
She was none other than Li Xiangling who accompanied Li Chongqian to the mountain for treatment and finally stayed on the mountain to practice.
Without a Taoist heart, she could only stay in Shenhua Mountain as a registered disciple. Unlike those disciples who had a Taoist heart and could comprehend the Taoist teachings just by going to the mountain, she first practiced the outer sect skills to become a monk, and then spent decades to comprehend the Chunyang Tao. The Fa has become a true Chunyang disciple. The more experiences he has had, the higher his state of mind has become. Every drink and every peck has its own destiny. Now it has reached the perfect state of the golden elixir, and it is just around the corner to enter the Nascent Soul.
It was the first time in more than two hundred years that I stepped into Chang'an City again. . Return to the palace where he was born, raised and lived for more than ten years.
In the past two hundred years, the city of Chang'an has become unfamiliar, and the Daming Palace has become like an old man in his twilight years. Things have changed and people have changed.
When today's Emperor Renwu is only twelve years old, Li Xiangling has no interest in what kind of prince he is and how he ascended to the throne. A hundred years later, he will be nothing more than a handful of loess, and it will make no difference whether he knows or not.
The direct descendants of the royal family all know that Princess Xiangling went to Shenhua Mountain to practice cultivation more than two hundred years ago and achieved great success, calling her her aunt. Emperors or members of the royal family often asked Princess Xiangling to come down the mountain to help her, but Li Xiangling hated her.
As long as Li Tang is not in danger of overthrowing, Li Xiangling will ignore it.
But this time, he had to go down the mountain to help. The evil star Killing the Wolf has not returned yet, and the catastrophe has become more and more intense. In order to fulfill his wish, Li Xiangling once again entered Chang'an and entered the Daming Palace.
Because it was not easy to make a big fuss, the meeting place was set in the Imperial Study Room, and we had to bypass the main hall.
When passing by a flower bed somewhere, Li Xiangling suddenly paused.
"Hold on."
After saying that, regardless of whether the female officer agreed or not, she walked straight to the flower bed and looked at the rockery in the middle of the flower bed.
The female officer was impatient and did not dare to say anything to stop him.
Li Xiangling took down the stone from the rockery very familiarly, reached out and took out a dusty and rusty metal box from the rockery cave.
Opening the box carefully, there was a golden hairpin lying quietly inside.
Picking up the gold hairpin, I was transported back to my childhood, where my mother was dressing herself up with kind hands...
"Aunt..."
The female officer greeted softly.
Li Xiangling came back to her senses, pretended to wipe away her tears casually, and followed the female officer, holding the golden hairpin tightly in her palm...
The entrance to the imperial study room.
The eunuch stopped him, looked at Bao Jian and spoke.
"You are not allowed to bring weapons with you before your Majesty. Please keep them here."
Li Xiangling frowned, feeling that something was wrong.
"Step aside."
The cold tone made the eunuch shiver and he was about to open his mouth. Only then did he see that the person had entered the imperial study room.
Li Xiangling, wearing a Taoist robe, walked into the luxurious imperial study with an expressionless face. Everyone present was stunned when she saw the twelve-year-old little emperor, who was tense and motionless, sitting on the dragon chair. Behind the dragon chair was a beaded and jade curtain, and behind the curtain sat a well-dressed woman. , In addition, there are a group of ministers in the imperial study, very old, very old, as old as the bark of a clock.
How should I put it, entering the imperial study room felt filled with a strong atmosphere of decay. The little emperor was like a clay doll sitting on a rotten and broken wooden boat, which might sink at any time.
After Li Xiangling came in, she looked at everyone calmly with an indifferent expression.
There was great joy in the court and the palace. Someone wanted to show off his power and ask his great-aunt to perform a grand ceremony. He felt that the emperor was the greatest in the world, but he did not dare to speak. The scene was stiff, and the Queen Mother behind the curtain looked unhappy.
The little emperor was very happy to see Li Xiangling. . I thought that my great-aunt would have been a twilight old man two hundred years ago. I never thought that I would offer him a seat at such a young age. I looked around but didn't dare to open my mouth.
Li Xiangling, who was born into the royal family and lived for more than two hundred years, immediately understood that the emperor was young and his rights were emptied out.
To put it bluntly, it would not be difficult for the people with foreign surnames present to change the emperor. Those rotten scholars in the court who were loyal to the emperor and patriotic all day long would surely find 10,000 reasons to force the young emperor to abdicate.
Smile, noncommittal.
"Rather than let it perish, let it go crazy first. The ancients will not deceive me."
He found a Jindun to sit down by himself, without even looking at the old ministers. In Bai Yu's words back then, how could a group of old men who were so dim and unable to read clearly govern the country.
This sentence made the actual people in power except the little emperor look unhappy. They wanted to use their tactics to gain the upper hand. Before they could speak, they saw the sword behind Guzu's back and chose to endure it.
Several old and dim-eyed ministers looked at each other. . One of them stood up shakily.
"The old man is Luo, the minister of the auxiliary country..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Li Xiangling.
"Shut up, why are you talking nonsense here before the emperor has spoken? Are you the emperor?"
The old man was shocked. Who dares to say that he is the emperor these days.
"you……"
"What are you? The Emperor has not said a word, so what qualifications do you have to make irresponsible remarks in front of me! Get out!"
The queen mother behind the curtain couldn't sit still. She couldn't stand the arrogance of a so-called strange uncle from two hundred years ago in the imperial study, but she still took everyone in her eyes.
With a cough, the old eunuch in brocade clothes standing outside the curtain immediately understood.
"My aunt, the late emperor's last words will be entrusted to the Minister of the Auxiliary State, Mr. Luo..."
Again, he was interrupted before he finished speaking.
"As a eunuch, it is your duty to serve the royal family! When will eunuchs be able to give advice on government affairs? Or do you mean that you don't take the emperor seriously at all?"
Every word is heart-breaking without giving any face. Other monks cannot do this. Li Xiangling is fully qualified. Even if he draws a sword to kill someone, there is no reason to accuse him because he is the ancestor of the Li Tang royal family. .
