"On the day of ancestor worship, the sky is filled with red light. What kind of vision is this?"
"That seems to be... Qingyun Mountain, the location of Thousand Layers Waterfall!"
"Could it be that someone else wrote an eternal poem that caused the eternal poetry wall to shake?"
"What a happy event! What a happy event!"
"On the day of the Great Zhou Ancestor Sacrifice, eternal poems appear in the world. This is an auspicious weather. It represents the prosperity and prosperity of our Great Zhou!"
There was a lot of discussion, and many people looked happy.
However.
But some people's expressions suddenly changed.
The fact that Yang Gang and his beautiful lady visited the Thousand Waves Waterfall that day, which led to the destruction of the Eternal Poetry Wall, has already spread to some people's ears.
However, due to his status, it has been kept secret.
But on this critical day, this matter was revealed, which not only slapped Shengjun's face, but also the face of Da Zhou. He even slapped them hard on the face.
The Holy King was furious, and a single crime of covering up was enough for them to ruin everything.
Even if this matter was to be exposed, they should have spoken out.
"Um?"
Yang Gang couldn't help but show doubts.
He really didn’t know about the Eternal Poetry Wall.
but.
He could clearly see the smile on Liu Xi's face, who was not far away.
"Did this old guy make the noise?"
Just then.
Yang Gang suddenly raised his eyebrows.
"interesting!"
I only saw the waves of the long river of life in the sea surging, and there seemed to be three-color streams of light flashing by. It seems to indicate that the three-color opportunity activated a few days ago... will come true here.
When Yang Gang saw this, his heart immediately calmed down.
When opportunity appears, everything will be fine.
No matter what happens today, it will eventually turn into his opportunity.
"What happened?"
The Holy King stood on the square, looking at the eastern sky.
With his ability, he could naturally see through the mystery at a glance. But he was happy to watch what the people below would do.
As a person in power, you just have to watch the battle between dragon and tiger with a smile, and then act as a referee after the winner is finally decided.
"Return to the Holy Lord."
Wang Zhiqiu, who was also the minister and the prime minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty, took the first step and came forward to report: "This is a sudden change in the ancient poetry wall. I already knew it yesterday, but I have been busy with official duties and have not yet reported it to your majesty, and... and it is still there. It is really a dereliction of duty on my part to walk into the prison cell of the Third Law Division."
"oh?"
The Holy Lord slowly turned his head and looked at Wang Zhiqiu without saying a word.
An invisible pressure acted on the current prime minister.
"Your Majesty, please allow me to repay you."
Under great pressure, Wang Zhiqiu took a preemptive strike and said: "Three days ago, Yang Gang, the god of justice, took Jiang Jiang, the daughter of the Jiang family, on a mountain tour to Qingyun Mountain's Thousand Layers Waterfall. For some unknown reason, he detached the guard stationed there. When he left, The eternal red light fills the sky, and all the handwriting left by the sages and ancients have disappeared."
"Only one of his poems remains."
"I have heard that Yang Gang, the god of justice, is astonishingly talented. He is on par with the saints and sages. He is so high-spirited that he looks down upon any of his colleagues in the court. But those are the traces left by countless sages throughout the ages..."
Wang Zhiqiu pointed at Yang Gang and said with grief: "He doesn't look down on us common people. Doesn't he even look down on the sages and great virtues of the past and present? He actually destroyed it with a single scratch, leaving only his own poems!"
"It's really...it's really..."
Wang Zhiqiu's lips trembled, and he suddenly shouted: "Do you think that if you don't leave your name on the Red Cliff Psalm, we won't know what you did? Can you... use force to suppress all voices and cover everything up? !”
"Yang Gang, what you did is really... too despicable!"
'Wow' There was a loud noise all around.
Yesterday, Yang Gang's words of contempt for the powerful Zhou Dynasty had already spread throughout the Holy Capital. No one expected that he not only looked down upon these people, but also looked down upon all the outstanding sages and predecessors of tens of thousands of years!
How dare he...!
Wang Zhiqiu's words can be described as heart-breaking words.
Not only did it arouse the anger of countless officials present, but even the Holy Lord rarely showed anger on his face.
Today is the day of the Great Zhou Ancestor Sacrifice.
Yang Gang's disrespectful behavior was a slap in the face of the sage.
If Yang Gang really committed such a despicable act, wouldn't it appear that the more he reuses Yang Gang, the more unethical he becomes?
Since the Holy Lord wants to follow the path of the Ancient Emperor, he must not allow any mistakes in his moral character.
"Yang Gang, is what Wang Xiang said true?"
Heavy pressure came on Yang Gang.
Everyone felt a storm coming.
No one expected that Liu Xi and Wang Zhiqiu's counterattack would come so quickly and so fiercely, and would soon push Yang Gang to a dead end.
"Return to Your Majesty."
Yang Gang looked relaxed and seemed not to feel any pressure.
Smiling and saluting, he said, "Everything the king said is true. I did visit the Thousand Layers Waterfall three days ago, and I did leave an unsigned poem. It's also true... that I look down on these rotten people - —worm."
"Yang Gang, you are so presumptuous!"
"Shut up!"
"This is unreasonable, so rude, you are no longer a son of man!"
One stone stirs up a thousand waves.
Suddenly, countless curses poured in, seeming to drown Yang Gang in the tide.
Unfortunately, this sound seemed to tickle an itch for him.
In the last hundred years of Shanhai, what kind of humiliation had he not experienced?
That's it?
Maybe it’s not even tickling.
The sage heard this.
The corners of the mouth on the majestic face moved, either smiling or angry.
He looked at Yang Gang for a while.
Suddenly he restrained all his anger and said softly: "If there is anything else, keep talking."
What!
Everyone around was shocked.
The Holy Lord actually... indulged Yang Gang so much!
You know, this is a despicable thing that is morally corrupt and cannot be tolerated by nature! Yang Gang has already voluntarily admitted and accepted all the charges. Not to mention them, even the humane saints on Qingyun Mountain will not tolerate his existence in the future.
And the Holy King...
Could it be that this rebellious boy is really the Holy Lord’s nephew?
For a while.
The whole square fell into silence.
In front of the civil and military officials of the court, Yang Gang smiled, his eyes full of sarcasm.
This kind of dirty water, this kind of method... can only be said to be inferior in his eyes.
Yang Gang didn't even have the desire to fight back.
He just turned around and said: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I have never destroyed the Eternal Poetry Wall, and I have never dared to... show any disrespect to the saints and ancestors of heaven and earth. This is why the Prime Minister wants to pour the dirty water that destroyed the Eternal Poetry Wall on me. , I don’t recognize it.”
"Yang Gang!"
Liu Xi took a step forward at this time and finally showed his fangs, "Now that the evidence is conclusive, how dare you not plead guilty? You lied in front of the sage. You are deceiving the emperor and you should be punished for your crime!"
"Hmph~ Come here, bring all the witnesses."
"yes."
Yang Gang said nothing and quietly watched Liu Xi's performance.
After a while.
That day, the guards of the Thousand Layers Waterfall were brought up one after another. They were all shackled and looked embarrassed, but their clothes were extremely clean and tidy.
Obviously.
They were tortured passively, but their traces were deliberately covered up.
"Yang Gang, the witnesses and physical evidence are all there, what else do you have to say?"
Liu Xi asked in a deep voice.
He looked at the silent Yang Gang, and a trace of pride flashed in his eyes.
"Everyone..."
Yang Gang's voice suddenly sounded.
He looked around, looked at the Zhou officials present, and said softly: "In a certain life when Yang awakened, there was a close friend."
"That friend was honest and upright throughout his life. He also suffered unjust injustice, was demoted to a foreign land, and was lonely and destitute. However, he did not have any resentment or resentment. He just left a poem to express his ambition."
Yang Gang walked to the edge of the square while talking about the story in his mouth.
An emerald-green dianthus grows stubbornly in the crevices of the rocks, its fresh branches swaying in the spring breeze.
(End of chapter)
