Imperial City, Yangxin Hall.
"Who is it?"
The deep voice was full of anger, and the air in the entire hall seemed to be solidified, filled with the smell of gunpowder. Emperor Shenwu was wearing a black imperial robe and sitting on the throne. His old face was full of gloom, and his long and narrow eyes were slightly narrowed, exuding a cold light that made people dare not look directly.
Outside the main hall, the guards guarding here bowed slightly, sweat dripping from their faces, as if they felt heavy pressure.
Romance
Except for the old emperor, there was no one else in the palace. Even the chief steward, Cao Yuchen, did not stay here because everyone was kicked out by the old emperor.
Above the imperial capital, in the void invisible to the naked eye, thunder exploded, and then pale thunder came down from top to bottom, more than a thousand, intersecting with branches like spider webs, as thin and dense.
Among the auspicious clouds formed by the gathering of purple and green energy, the Dragon of Luck suddenly opened its eyes. There was only a thin line, but it was cold and majestic. Looking down at the four directions, the dragon eyes that should have been majestic and upright looked a little evil. On the purple-gold dragon body Faint black lines are revealed.
Since the rumors spread in the capital and spread to other places, the erosion of the Dragon of Luck in Dazhou has become more and more serious. Rumors spread everywhere, shaking the people's hearts and minds in Dazhou.
The weakening of people's thoughts has caused the already declining fortunes of the Great Zhou Dynasty to weaken even faster. Coupled with the erosion of the resentment of the people, one is ebbing and the other is ebbing, resulting in the current situation.
There is an old saying: It is better to guard against the people's mouth than against the river.
People's hearts were shaken, and what was shaken was the credibility of the imperial court, and the supreme authority accumulated by the old emperor Yuji for more than sixty years. This was the foundation of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Now, this cornerstone has been shaken, and his luck has become increasingly weak, leading to the scene where the old emperor is furious.
At this moment, a voice broke the tranquility in the hall, "If you want others to know, you have to do nothing yourself." The plain voice echoed in the empty hall and fell clearly on the old emperor's ears.
"It's true. I've been doing this for so many years. I've long been used to it." Hearing this voice, the anger on the old emperor's face disappeared. His dry palms gently rubbed the handle of the throne, feeling the texture on it. .
Almost instantly, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly relaxed, and the smell of gunpowder in the air dissipated. Outside the main hall, all the guards felt the heavy pressure disappear, looked at each other, and all showed expressions of relief.
Emperor Shenwu has been on the throne for more than sixty years, and he is also the master of Zhongxing. He has killing in mind. The coercion exuded from him makes them, the saints of martial arts, feel great pressure even from a distance.
This power comes from the authority in his hands.
"This incident has almost become known to everyone, what are you going to do?" On the imperial desk in front of the old emperor, a treasure mirror is emitting colorful brilliance, and a mysterious figure is looming on the mirror.
"Whether the rumors are true or false, only some people know, but for the people, the more forbidden they are, the more they believe it is true." The old emperor relaxed his brows slightly and continued, "It is better to lose than to block, and we also need to help Rumors spread.”
"you mean?"
A smile appeared on the wrinkled face of the old emperor, and the hoarse voice sounded again, "The so-called true transmission of one sentence, false transmission of thousands of books, when the Song Dynasty was founded, Zhao Kuangyin wanted to ban a batch of books from the previous dynasty."
"But no matter how much the government banned them, people kept them privately. Later, Zhao Kuangyin ordered the officials to lift the ban, tampered with and deleted these books, making them unrecognizable, and then printed and distributed them all over the world."
"Soon, these books replaced the originals and became the mainstream. Nowadays, the originals are no longer available, and the ones that are popular in the world are the edited versions."
"So, why do I need to control the rumors? I only need to guide the people. What do they know? Maybe, this matter may be a great opportunity." Suddenly, Emperor Shenwu's eyes flashed, as if he was planning something.
The figure in Baojian was silent for a moment, then continued, "Are you trying to divert the blame for this incident to someone else and make him take the blame?"
At this moment, the old emperor turned away from his previous anger, and his face was full of joy, "Haha, you are the only one who knows me. Yes, rumors stop at wise men, but how many real wise men are there in this world? All living beings in the world are not ordinary people. Mostly.
Those ordinary people are accustomed to blindly following the crowd. They will believe whatever you say. In the end, there are different opinions. Who knows which of these rumors is true and which is false? "
"Some things you have done will leave traces. Even if those ordinary people support you, so what? Refining the human demon pill is a taboo in the world of immortality. When the time comes, the three sects will question you, how will you end it?"
"The decline of Great Zhou's destiny can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye. How do you argue?"
Unexpectedly, after hearing his words, the old emperor sneered, with a sarcastic look on his face, "What do you think the three sects of Buddhism, Taoism and Demons are? They were the ones who created the Human-Devil Pill in the first place. Besides, take ten thousand steps back." As far as I'm concerned, it's not their turn to interfere in the affairs of the Great Zhou Dynasty!" The disdain was palpable.
"You don't have many cards in your hand, so take care of yourself." As the colorful brilliance flashed, Baojian fell into silence again.
After hearing these words, the smile on the old emperor's face faded and turned gloomy again, with a hint of calculation flashing in his eyes, "Three sects, the Immortal Cultivation Sect, and..."
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Xuanjing Division, Tianshu Pavilion.
Su Ming was wearing a white monk's robe, standing on the roof of the building, holding a rosary in one hand and holding the other behind his back, overlooking all the people in the capital. "This chaos is finally about to begin."
As early as when he knew that Emperor Shenwu was taking the Human Demon Pill, he knew that this matter would be exposed sooner or later. Sure enough, as he expected, in less than half a month, rumors began to spread in Beijing and spread widely.
Faced with this rumor, all the major forces in the capital remained silent, not daring to speak out, let alone refute the rumor.
The capital seems calm now, but in fact there is an undercurrent surging. No matter how the rumors change, the real battle has begun, and no one can stay away.
Even if the people at the bottom don't know, how come the officials from the high-level families don't know that His Majesty really refined and took the Human Demon Pill.
This matter is too shocking and cannot be tolerated by heaven, but the person who took this elixir was their father-in-law.
Over the past thousands of years, Confucian students have long lost the character of the Confucians thousands of years ago, and have gradually believed in the rules of kings, ministers, fathers and sons.
If the king wants his minister to die, he must die.
It is precisely for this reason that the civil service system has collectively lost its voice. No matter from which aspect, they are caught in the middle, very embarrassed and unable to speak out.
