The Demon Road of the Republic of China
Chapter 34
At the end of the corridor, the wind returns to the snow.
The frail young man in plain clothes stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes fixed.The fine snow hits the face, moistens the eyelashes, and forms a white afterimage, tracing the cheek.
The sound of footsteps approached after itself.
The person who came was short of breath, lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, I found it."
As if awakened, the young man trembled his eyelashes, pursed his lips and turned around, "Meng Ji, do you really believe in ghosts and gods in the world? Before the emperor's grandfather passed away, he suddenly opened his eyes and saw the golden light shining in the world. , is there really a little bit of credibility?"
The man named Meng Ji raised his head, his face was heroic but serious.
He didn't show it on his face, but he sighed secretly in his heart.Emperors have been suspicious since ancient times, even if the emperor's grandson is only in his teens and is about to become a great treasure for the first time, he is not immune to this.
"I don't know."
Meng Ji said: "However, the situation changed yesterday, and a pair of giant eyes suddenly appeared in the sky, but the people in Beijing witnessed it with their own eyes. If Qin Tianjian can't come up with an explanation, I'm afraid there will be rumors and gossip, which will be bad for His Highness."
"Yeah, Gu is just Your Highness, not His Majesty."
The emperor's grandson Wenxu laughed inexplicably, and waved his hands and said, "Prepare the horse, and I will be with you alone...go and see our capable minister of the world, the future master of the national teacher."
The wind and fog filled the saddle, and the horseshoes splashed a little bit of slush.
The grandson of the emperor and the mighty general of the Daqi Dynasty led a team of light cavalry, and followed the instructions of the old emperor before his death, to a courtyard in the suburbs.
The other courtyard in the suburbs is the private property of the Marquis of Anyang.
A few days ago, the Marquis of Anyang and his family came to this hot spring villa to avoid the snowstorm.It so happened that yesterday, Mrs. Anyang Hou gave birth, and she gave birth to her little son around the moment the old emperor passed away.
"See Your Royal Highness, Your Highness, His Royal Highness!"
The sudden arrival of the emperor's grandson overwhelmed the Anyang Hou Mansion, which was used to being idle and comfortable.
Wen Xu ignored those, and directly lifted the curtain, looked at the sleeping little son who was being hugged by the nanny, and said, "Is this the child?"
"Your Highness, Your Highness," the Marquis of Anyang trembled in fear, "This is Shen Yuan, the dog. I don't know Your Highness..."
Wen Xu's eyes turned and fell lightly on Anyanghou. He covered his mouth and coughed. His face was pale and seemed a little weak, but his brows had a fierce majesty, which made Anyanghou lower his head.
"His name is Lu Chenyuan? Good name." Wen Xu said softly, "After the child reaches [-] days, someone will take him into the palace. Ten years later, he will be the next national teacher."
Everyone looked up in astonishment.
As a dynasty with imperial power granted by God, Daqi's national teacher is not a decoration with only a name, but an existence with extraordinary status who can really influence the decision of the court and the emperor.This Daqi State Teacher has been a State Teacher for decades, but his appearance has not changed for decades.The people regarded him as a god, and his status was far above that of the emperor.
But if he is really a god, Wen Xuren is fine.But he's not, he's just a human being.
"Your Highness, do you really want to do this?"
"Gu Xiang, this is what my literary family has been looking forward to. Gu will complete it."
Pull down the noble theocracy and support your own beliefs.
In this way, Wen Xu took Lu Chenyuan, who was still a baby, into the palace three months later, without telling the truth from the national teacher who had been in seclusion for several years, and brought him up carefully.
It was also three months ago when the giant eye in the sky appeared.
In a mountain depression not far from the other courtyard of Anyang Marquis Mansion, a woman was struggling to move forward in the snow, with bloody water under her feet.
She fell to the ground, her beautiful eyebrows and eyes twisted and painful, the cry of the baby broke the silence of Cangxue, she bit her wrist and swallowed all the sounds.
"He named you... Ziqi."
After a long time, □□ moved his wrist away, his lips were full of blood, but his smile slowly opened.
She curled up in the snow, her voice weak, wrapping the red, wrinkled baby tightly in the tattered quilt.
"Yan Ziqi..."
Like every gentle mother, she hugged her child, knelt and sat in the snow, and chuckled softly, "What a good name."
The heavy snow is disturbing, half a mile away, the difference between eternal life.
With a mother who was a prostitute, Yan Ziqi's childhood was not easy.
Even though she has become a good person, Yan Ziqi's mother, Furou, is always harassed by the village ruffians because of her outstanding appearance, and some village women are cold-eyed and hostile, gossiping everywhere.
When the words reached the children's ears, Yan Ziqi became a "little rabbit master" and was bullied and isolated.
Fu Rou is a strong woman.
She worked day and night, and sent Yan Ziqi to school at a high price, hoping that he, like his father, would gain fame in the exams and become an upright person with poetry and books.
Yan Ziqi did not disappoint Fu Rou's expectations.
He seems to be born with bad luck, but he always seems to be able to turn bad luck into good luck.His childhood friend who hated him at first was moved by his sincerity and gradually became friends.The classmate who stayed away from him because of gossip, after studying together, became like-minded with him and became a confidant.
He is smart and hardworking, honest and kind, and seems to have no shortcomings.
Although there were many ups and downs in the road to the imperial examination, in the end, he won the championship in one fell swoop, became a member of the Huiyuan, and participated in the palace examination.
"Brother Yan, have you heard about it?"
A friend who was rushing to take the exam came to Yan Ziqi's side, frowned and said in a low voice, "Tomorrow's palace exam, the new national teacher seems to be going to monitor the exam room."
The smile on the corners of Yan Ziqi's lips faded, and his eyes showed worry: "The emperor will not retreat, the national teacher will not let go, and the court will no longer be peaceful."
The friend lowered his voice and sighed: "There are some things that I can't say. Brother Yan, tomorrow...you need to be cautious in your words and deeds."
The conversations between the elders are secretive, but everyone knows what is going on in the current government.
Eighteen years ago, the first emperor died.When he was dying, he was given divine eyes to see the secrets of heaven, see the golden light shining in the world, and a god was reincarnated. He should be the teacher of the country, with the hearts of the whole world.
The new emperor Wenxu found the god, and it was Lu Chenyuan, the son of Marquis of Anyang.Lu Chenyuan entered the palace at a young age and entered the Qin Tianjian to practice Taoism. He was very talented. He prayed for rain at the age of ten to save the world from severe drought.Because the former national teacher retreated to enlighten the Tao and ignored common customs, and Lu Chenyuan benefited the people and contributed to the country, he was regarded as a national teacher by Emperor Wen Xu. Last year, Han Shi ascended the throne and became the master of Tianjitai.
These are all in the eyes of ordinary people.
But Yan Ziqi is very clear.This son of Lu Chenyuan, who was about the same age as him, was nothing more than a puppet of the new emperor Wenxu from beginning to end.
Theocracy is above the throne, which emperor can bear it?Maybe, even the old emperor's saying that he opened his eyes is just a stepping stone made by the new emperor, just to hold the power and turn the position of national teacher into a puppet in his pocket.
But right now, it seems that the new emperor may be trapped in a cocoon.
Master Lu Guo has grown up, and he is no longer a puppet that can be manipulated by others, but a wolf with its fangs showing.
Jinluan Palace, Jinke Palace Examination.
Yan Ziqi met the legendary Lu Guoshi for the first time.
He was as old as him, but he looked more majestic and imposing.He is wearing a white Taoist robe, which does not show the vicissitudes of life, but there is an ethereal and agile meaning, his expression is dignified, his face seems to be always shrouded in a layer of smoke that seems to be invisible, and he cannot see clearly, but his eyes are dark. , It's heart-shattering.
Yan Ziqi raised his sleeves and studied the ink, his gentle and calm eyes swept around, but he paused suddenly.
Line of sight relative.
The smoke on Lu Chenyuan's face dissipated in an instant, revealing a handsome and young face, with a slightly narrow teasing smile, he bent his lips towards Yan Ziqi, and the golden light in his dark and mysterious eyes flashed away.
With a trembling mind, he suddenly became confused.
Looking into those eyes, Yan Ziqi really felt like walking on thin ice.
When we meet again, the sky is bright and the sun is shining, and a shout pierces through the splendid Jinluan Temple and the continuous white marble steps.
"Xuan Xin Division No. [-] Scholar Yan Ziqi has an audience—!"
The emperor, who has been sick all the year round, sits high on a dragon chair, with a bead curtain hanging beside it, and a chair made of jade is hidden in it.A figure out of the dust loomed, and a sharp line of sight shot out, making Yan Ziqi's heart skip a beat.
Wen Xu covered his mouth and coughed a few times, and said, "Yan Aiqing has learned a lot from others, I don't know..."
"His Majesty."
The bead curtain swayed slightly, and the people inside interrupted Wen Xu's voice unscrupulously. A slender, pale hand stretched out and opened the bead curtain.
The young man in Taoist robe walked out slowly, approaching Yan Ziqi step by step, his face was blurred, but his voice was cold and mocking: "When will I Daqi, the son of a prostitute become the number one scholar?"
Yan Ziqi raised his head suddenly, his face pale.
A cold hand pinched his chin and forced his face up.
"National teacher!" Wen Xu's face flushed sickly, he yelled angrily, and suddenly coughed violently.
The servant rushed forward to help, but suddenly shouted in panic: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty...you vomit blood!"
For a moment, the whole court was panicked.
The emperor was seriously ill and was bedridden. The prince was in charge of the government and the grand master assisted him.
The mountain rain is about to come and the wind is all over the building, everyone smells a different kind of breath, and they are in danger and cannot protect themselves.No one noticed that the leader of all this, Yan Ziqi, the new champion Lang, had long since disappeared.
"Chess, look."
The veils are hanging down, the dangerous buildings are towering, and the sound of the wind from all sides is mixed with falling flowers and swaying on the white jade platform.
The moonlight was clear and cold, outlining two entangled figures.
The hexagram plate of Tianjitai was broken, and the black and white chess pieces were scattered all over the floor.
A hand untied a section of veil from behind, allowing Yan Ziqi to see the light again.
The bright candle flames dazzled his eyes, and he was pressed to the ground with one hand pinching his neck, forcing him to raise his head and look at the boundless starry sky from the empty top of the Tianji Terrace.
"Exalted status, unparalleled Taoism..." The hoarse male voice pressed against Yan Ziqi's ear, with a hint of cruelty, "These should all be yours, my great meritorious person. But right now, Yin By mistake, they are all mine. Ziqi, do you hate it?"
"My lord..."
Yan Ziqi breathed calmly, and said with difficulty, "These are all yours. No one will snatch them, no one will question them. You already have a position above everything in the world, aren't you satisfied? It's not too late to return from the wrong path."
"You are so stupid." Lu Chenyuan sighed in disappointment, and slowly backed away.
A light of light and joy flashed quickly in Yan Ziqi's half-closed eyes.
But he didn't allow his joy to really condense, he grabbed his waist with both hands, and kissed him scattered and crazy.
Lu Chenyuan laughed: "Think that I will let you go? Ziqi, even if you are really an idiot, just because you are a person of great merit, I will not let you go. If someone sees your identity, Then, wouldn’t it be unfair for me to be a national teacher? Such a big handle, of course I have to put it in my own hands, strangle it to death... just crush it. "
He took the hand that was clenched tightly on the veil, put it to his lips and kissed it lightly, and then crushed Yan Ziqi's finger bones one by one with force.
"I heard that to slay a dragon's veins, you must sacrifice the body and soul of a person with great merit...Ziqi, are you trembling? Don't be afraid, how can I let you die?"
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The frail young man in plain clothes stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes fixed.The fine snow hits the face, moistens the eyelashes, and forms a white afterimage, tracing the cheek.
The sound of footsteps approached after itself.
The person who came was short of breath, lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, I found it."
As if awakened, the young man trembled his eyelashes, pursed his lips and turned around, "Meng Ji, do you really believe in ghosts and gods in the world? Before the emperor's grandfather passed away, he suddenly opened his eyes and saw the golden light shining in the world. , is there really a little bit of credibility?"
The man named Meng Ji raised his head, his face was heroic but serious.
He didn't show it on his face, but he sighed secretly in his heart.Emperors have been suspicious since ancient times, even if the emperor's grandson is only in his teens and is about to become a great treasure for the first time, he is not immune to this.
"I don't know."
Meng Ji said: "However, the situation changed yesterday, and a pair of giant eyes suddenly appeared in the sky, but the people in Beijing witnessed it with their own eyes. If Qin Tianjian can't come up with an explanation, I'm afraid there will be rumors and gossip, which will be bad for His Highness."
"Yeah, Gu is just Your Highness, not His Majesty."
The emperor's grandson Wenxu laughed inexplicably, and waved his hands and said, "Prepare the horse, and I will be with you alone...go and see our capable minister of the world, the future master of the national teacher."
The wind and fog filled the saddle, and the horseshoes splashed a little bit of slush.
The grandson of the emperor and the mighty general of the Daqi Dynasty led a team of light cavalry, and followed the instructions of the old emperor before his death, to a courtyard in the suburbs.
The other courtyard in the suburbs is the private property of the Marquis of Anyang.
A few days ago, the Marquis of Anyang and his family came to this hot spring villa to avoid the snowstorm.It so happened that yesterday, Mrs. Anyang Hou gave birth, and she gave birth to her little son around the moment the old emperor passed away.
"See Your Royal Highness, Your Highness, His Royal Highness!"
The sudden arrival of the emperor's grandson overwhelmed the Anyang Hou Mansion, which was used to being idle and comfortable.
Wen Xu ignored those, and directly lifted the curtain, looked at the sleeping little son who was being hugged by the nanny, and said, "Is this the child?"
"Your Highness, Your Highness," the Marquis of Anyang trembled in fear, "This is Shen Yuan, the dog. I don't know Your Highness..."
Wen Xu's eyes turned and fell lightly on Anyanghou. He covered his mouth and coughed. His face was pale and seemed a little weak, but his brows had a fierce majesty, which made Anyanghou lower his head.
"His name is Lu Chenyuan? Good name." Wen Xu said softly, "After the child reaches [-] days, someone will take him into the palace. Ten years later, he will be the next national teacher."
Everyone looked up in astonishment.
As a dynasty with imperial power granted by God, Daqi's national teacher is not a decoration with only a name, but an existence with extraordinary status who can really influence the decision of the court and the emperor.This Daqi State Teacher has been a State Teacher for decades, but his appearance has not changed for decades.The people regarded him as a god, and his status was far above that of the emperor.
But if he is really a god, Wen Xuren is fine.But he's not, he's just a human being.
"Your Highness, do you really want to do this?"
"Gu Xiang, this is what my literary family has been looking forward to. Gu will complete it."
Pull down the noble theocracy and support your own beliefs.
In this way, Wen Xu took Lu Chenyuan, who was still a baby, into the palace three months later, without telling the truth from the national teacher who had been in seclusion for several years, and brought him up carefully.
It was also three months ago when the giant eye in the sky appeared.
In a mountain depression not far from the other courtyard of Anyang Marquis Mansion, a woman was struggling to move forward in the snow, with bloody water under her feet.
She fell to the ground, her beautiful eyebrows and eyes twisted and painful, the cry of the baby broke the silence of Cangxue, she bit her wrist and swallowed all the sounds.
"He named you... Ziqi."
After a long time, □□ moved his wrist away, his lips were full of blood, but his smile slowly opened.
She curled up in the snow, her voice weak, wrapping the red, wrinkled baby tightly in the tattered quilt.
"Yan Ziqi..."
Like every gentle mother, she hugged her child, knelt and sat in the snow, and chuckled softly, "What a good name."
The heavy snow is disturbing, half a mile away, the difference between eternal life.
With a mother who was a prostitute, Yan Ziqi's childhood was not easy.
Even though she has become a good person, Yan Ziqi's mother, Furou, is always harassed by the village ruffians because of her outstanding appearance, and some village women are cold-eyed and hostile, gossiping everywhere.
When the words reached the children's ears, Yan Ziqi became a "little rabbit master" and was bullied and isolated.
Fu Rou is a strong woman.
She worked day and night, and sent Yan Ziqi to school at a high price, hoping that he, like his father, would gain fame in the exams and become an upright person with poetry and books.
Yan Ziqi did not disappoint Fu Rou's expectations.
He seems to be born with bad luck, but he always seems to be able to turn bad luck into good luck.His childhood friend who hated him at first was moved by his sincerity and gradually became friends.The classmate who stayed away from him because of gossip, after studying together, became like-minded with him and became a confidant.
He is smart and hardworking, honest and kind, and seems to have no shortcomings.
Although there were many ups and downs in the road to the imperial examination, in the end, he won the championship in one fell swoop, became a member of the Huiyuan, and participated in the palace examination.
"Brother Yan, have you heard about it?"
A friend who was rushing to take the exam came to Yan Ziqi's side, frowned and said in a low voice, "Tomorrow's palace exam, the new national teacher seems to be going to monitor the exam room."
The smile on the corners of Yan Ziqi's lips faded, and his eyes showed worry: "The emperor will not retreat, the national teacher will not let go, and the court will no longer be peaceful."
The friend lowered his voice and sighed: "There are some things that I can't say. Brother Yan, tomorrow...you need to be cautious in your words and deeds."
The conversations between the elders are secretive, but everyone knows what is going on in the current government.
Eighteen years ago, the first emperor died.When he was dying, he was given divine eyes to see the secrets of heaven, see the golden light shining in the world, and a god was reincarnated. He should be the teacher of the country, with the hearts of the whole world.
The new emperor Wenxu found the god, and it was Lu Chenyuan, the son of Marquis of Anyang.Lu Chenyuan entered the palace at a young age and entered the Qin Tianjian to practice Taoism. He was very talented. He prayed for rain at the age of ten to save the world from severe drought.Because the former national teacher retreated to enlighten the Tao and ignored common customs, and Lu Chenyuan benefited the people and contributed to the country, he was regarded as a national teacher by Emperor Wen Xu. Last year, Han Shi ascended the throne and became the master of Tianjitai.
These are all in the eyes of ordinary people.
But Yan Ziqi is very clear.This son of Lu Chenyuan, who was about the same age as him, was nothing more than a puppet of the new emperor Wenxu from beginning to end.
Theocracy is above the throne, which emperor can bear it?Maybe, even the old emperor's saying that he opened his eyes is just a stepping stone made by the new emperor, just to hold the power and turn the position of national teacher into a puppet in his pocket.
But right now, it seems that the new emperor may be trapped in a cocoon.
Master Lu Guo has grown up, and he is no longer a puppet that can be manipulated by others, but a wolf with its fangs showing.
Jinluan Palace, Jinke Palace Examination.
Yan Ziqi met the legendary Lu Guoshi for the first time.
He was as old as him, but he looked more majestic and imposing.He is wearing a white Taoist robe, which does not show the vicissitudes of life, but there is an ethereal and agile meaning, his expression is dignified, his face seems to be always shrouded in a layer of smoke that seems to be invisible, and he cannot see clearly, but his eyes are dark. , It's heart-shattering.
Yan Ziqi raised his sleeves and studied the ink, his gentle and calm eyes swept around, but he paused suddenly.
Line of sight relative.
The smoke on Lu Chenyuan's face dissipated in an instant, revealing a handsome and young face, with a slightly narrow teasing smile, he bent his lips towards Yan Ziqi, and the golden light in his dark and mysterious eyes flashed away.
With a trembling mind, he suddenly became confused.
Looking into those eyes, Yan Ziqi really felt like walking on thin ice.
When we meet again, the sky is bright and the sun is shining, and a shout pierces through the splendid Jinluan Temple and the continuous white marble steps.
"Xuan Xin Division No. [-] Scholar Yan Ziqi has an audience—!"
The emperor, who has been sick all the year round, sits high on a dragon chair, with a bead curtain hanging beside it, and a chair made of jade is hidden in it.A figure out of the dust loomed, and a sharp line of sight shot out, making Yan Ziqi's heart skip a beat.
Wen Xu covered his mouth and coughed a few times, and said, "Yan Aiqing has learned a lot from others, I don't know..."
"His Majesty."
The bead curtain swayed slightly, and the people inside interrupted Wen Xu's voice unscrupulously. A slender, pale hand stretched out and opened the bead curtain.
The young man in Taoist robe walked out slowly, approaching Yan Ziqi step by step, his face was blurred, but his voice was cold and mocking: "When will I Daqi, the son of a prostitute become the number one scholar?"
Yan Ziqi raised his head suddenly, his face pale.
A cold hand pinched his chin and forced his face up.
"National teacher!" Wen Xu's face flushed sickly, he yelled angrily, and suddenly coughed violently.
The servant rushed forward to help, but suddenly shouted in panic: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty...you vomit blood!"
For a moment, the whole court was panicked.
The emperor was seriously ill and was bedridden. The prince was in charge of the government and the grand master assisted him.
The mountain rain is about to come and the wind is all over the building, everyone smells a different kind of breath, and they are in danger and cannot protect themselves.No one noticed that the leader of all this, Yan Ziqi, the new champion Lang, had long since disappeared.
"Chess, look."
The veils are hanging down, the dangerous buildings are towering, and the sound of the wind from all sides is mixed with falling flowers and swaying on the white jade platform.
The moonlight was clear and cold, outlining two entangled figures.
The hexagram plate of Tianjitai was broken, and the black and white chess pieces were scattered all over the floor.
A hand untied a section of veil from behind, allowing Yan Ziqi to see the light again.
The bright candle flames dazzled his eyes, and he was pressed to the ground with one hand pinching his neck, forcing him to raise his head and look at the boundless starry sky from the empty top of the Tianji Terrace.
"Exalted status, unparalleled Taoism..." The hoarse male voice pressed against Yan Ziqi's ear, with a hint of cruelty, "These should all be yours, my great meritorious person. But right now, Yin By mistake, they are all mine. Ziqi, do you hate it?"
"My lord..."
Yan Ziqi breathed calmly, and said with difficulty, "These are all yours. No one will snatch them, no one will question them. You already have a position above everything in the world, aren't you satisfied? It's not too late to return from the wrong path."
"You are so stupid." Lu Chenyuan sighed in disappointment, and slowly backed away.
A light of light and joy flashed quickly in Yan Ziqi's half-closed eyes.
But he didn't allow his joy to really condense, he grabbed his waist with both hands, and kissed him scattered and crazy.
Lu Chenyuan laughed: "Think that I will let you go? Ziqi, even if you are really an idiot, just because you are a person of great merit, I will not let you go. If someone sees your identity, Then, wouldn’t it be unfair for me to be a national teacher? Such a big handle, of course I have to put it in my own hands, strangle it to death... just crush it. "
He took the hand that was clenched tightly on the veil, put it to his lips and kissed it lightly, and then crushed Yan Ziqi's finger bones one by one with force.
"I heard that to slay a dragon's veins, you must sacrifice the body and soul of a person with great merit...Ziqi, are you trembling? Don't be afraid, how can I let you die?"
The author has something to say: there is one more qwq before one o'clock in the evening
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