"Bangdang-"
A porcelain wash brush depicting the Three Emperors and Five Emperors was smashed on the gold brick.
Kneeling below, Yuan Kaiwen, Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, took a breath. The broken porcelain shards that slid in front of him had bright glazes, and they were the precious legacy left by a prosperous dynasty 700 years ago.No matter how many skilled craftsmen there are in Dayan today, it is impossible to reproduce such a bright color, because there is no special clay - 300 years ago, Yongxi, which produced that clay, was swallowed up by the demon domain.
Even though he knew it was none of his business, Hubu Shangshu still felt the pain of having lost millions of silver.
Che Hongyong, the third emperor of the Dayan Dynasty, was furious on it.
Not only the precious porcelain washing pens were damaged, but also the valuable stone inkstone and copper incense burner were also unlucky.Everyone in the imperial study did not dare to vent their breath, only Che Hong's rapid panting could be heard.
Snapped!
Che Hongyong threw a secret report on the long table, and a rough map of Danzhou City slipped out from a thin stack of white paper, followed by a briefing on how the resistance of the defenders of Danzhou City was easily broken that day.
"Mr. Qing!" Che Hongyong roared, "Look at what they said!"
He walked back and forth in front of several ministers, picked up a stack of memorials, and hit the head of the minister of the Ministry of War.
"How did you tell me at the beginning?" He typed a sentence, and the memorial and the black gauze crown of the Minister of War made a crisp sound, "The Great Nationalist is lingering in the court through the reformists, and the reformers must be reformed." Only by pulling out the faction from the root can the imperial court return to normal... When you made suggestions, you must have expected this kind of thing to happen! The side of the Qing Dynasty? Hehe, they obviously want the Qing Dynasty!"
"Your Majesty, calm down," the Minister of the Ministry of War kowtowed repeatedly, "this matter has nothing to do with the ministers."
Che Hongyong sneered: "Are you trying to say that your daughter is not married to the head of the long-legged sect?"
In fact, it is the Long Arm Gate, but the Minister of the Ministry of War did not dare to correct it, so he could only cry with snot and tears: "It was he who first ruined my daughter's innocence, and then came to ask for a marriage. My daughter is married to him, how could I know that he is such a daring thief! Your Majesty, I have been wronged by this incident."
When his voice fell, the other ministers kowtowed and shouted together.
"You are wronged, Your Majesty!"
It's really wrong to see a ghost.
Dayan's honorable family, in the past, was actually just countless small sects.
Their ancestors followed Che Yan to raise troops, and from a sect that few knew about, they became princes and aristocratic families.But martial arts mentality is the foundation of inheritance. These aristocratic families occupy the most fertile farmland, just to recruit disciples, and expect some of them to be unworldly talents like Tai Zu or Qingcheng Sword Master.
From Che Yan's later years to Che Shanchang's succession to the throne, and finally Che Shanxue came out to clean up the mess, whether it was reforming the government, flattening Liangtian, or bringing forth new ideas of craftsmen, it was actually to get rid of this group of people who were on top of the Dayan court. Only blood-sucking family sects can deal with the slowly advancing Demon Realm.
However, Che Yan suffered from injuries in his later years and was unable to catch up with his strength. The successor Che Shanchang's methods were too violent and he was eventually backlashed.After his death, the sects of the aristocratic family unscrupulously incited the princes to fight, but they did not expect to disturb Che Shanxue in the enshrining courtyard.
These aristocratic families claim to be aristocrats, and they are still connected with various small sects all over the Nine Mansions of Dayan, and they are all relatives by marriage going back several generations.Didn't the ministers know that the Long Arm Sect would raise troops?Ghosts believe it!
This is not the only thing that makes Che Hongyong most angry.
His calculations were all for Che Shanxue, but he was used by innocent people as an excuse to start a soldier. When he saw the secret report, Che Hongyong, who felt smoky because things went well, walked through the corridor, as if He felt that the eunuchs, maids and concubines along the way were secretly laughing at him.
And Che Shanxue...
The secret agent couldn't hear what was going on on Qingcheng Mountain, but his uncle heard the news... No, he should have expected this to happen a long time ago.
On both sides of Che Hongyong's forehead, blue veins danced happily under the thin skin like little snakes.The little eunuch standing next to Che Hongyong instead of Eunuch Wang hurriedly wanted to massage him, but his fingertips left a white mark on Che Hongyong's cheek because of nervousness.
Che Hongyong pushed hard and knocked the little eunuch to the ground.
Before the little eunuch got up and apologized, he slapped his palm and opened the door, "Commander Ma! Drag this assassin who intends to kill him out and behead him!"
The door of the imperial study room was opened with a bang, and the imperial guards in strong and sharp clothes rushed in, grabbed the arms of the crying little eunuch, and dragged the poor man who had suffered a catastrophe out in front of the six books.
Before leaving, the imperial guards seemed to have forgotten to close the door of the imperial study room. The ministers were silent, listening to the cries and shouts all the way away, and looking at the reflection of Che Hongyong on the gold bricks, they all stopped looking around. eyes, buried his head deeply.
Che Hongyong stared at them, his five fingers on his right hand twitched, thinking, he can't kill them yet.
A mediocre person is a mediocre person, but at least they are not like those young officials who are thinking about reforms every day.If he beheaded six ministers, the only ones who could take over their positions were those few ministers, all of whom happened to be reformists.
In the past, Che Hongyong reluctantly saved this old job in the hands of the Great Master, but now he can only swallow the blood together with the knocked out teeth.
He pointed out the door, and shouted: "What are you still kneeling here for! Do you want people! I raise you for nothing?!"
The six ministers bowed away as if they had received amnesty.
Hubu Shangshu Yuan Kaiwen was the last to leave. He closed the door of the imperial study, and before the two carved door panels were closed, he peeked through the crack of the door at Che Hongyong, who was sitting behind the desk and writing something with a pen.
It will be rampant in a few days, he thought with a sneer, and closed the door with a click.
Outside the door is the imperial army who formed a triple human wall to surround the imperial study.
Red-tasseled spears stand like a forest, and the cold light of black armor and steel helmets is even colder than the climate in this cold winter.These imperial soldiers stood in front of the imperial study room like this. Those who knew knew that they were escorting them, and those who didn't know thought that someone was forcing the palace.
Che Hongyong probably hasn't had a good night's sleep since the Sword Master of Qingcheng crossed half of Dayan with his sword.
So timid, irritable and irritable, it can only be said that starting from Che Yan, the three generations of the Che family are all tiger fathers and dog sons, and one is not as good as the other.
There is only one Che Shanxue...
... What's the use of a single tree that can't support it?
***
Qingcheng Mountain.
Che Shanxue sneezed, and Gong Rou stuffed a candied haws in her mouth.
Gong Xiaosi's behavior is really bold, but it's a pity that she spent a few days with her master who lost her memory, and found that compared with the original master, the current master's temper can be described as infinitely better, and she immediately spread joy.
And Che Shanxue didn't want to reject this candied haws.
Since going down the mountain a few days ago, according to Che Shanxue's request, or because of the increasingly dissatisfied body of the Great Master, Lin Yuan didn't add Coptis chinensis to his medicine, but just changed the prescription, using whatever strange medicine, Every time it is boiled out, the insane taste will inevitably linger for three days,
Even though Che Shanxue is used to taking medicine, she is still insensitive to the taste.
On New Year's Eve, light snow is still falling.
The verdant Qingcheng Mountain has been covered with majestic white snow, no matter where it is, it is white.The cool wind was blowing everywhere, and the guests who were guided up the mountain by the sword boy shivered all the way, and it would be better to enter the gentleman's hall.
Junzitang is not what it used to be.
The wind-leaking windows were closed, and the bamboo curtains to keep out the wind were hung down in front of the hall. There were seven or eight charcoal stoves in the corners, and the silver filaments inside were burned like rubies, bright and bright, and they were bound to be in the Hall of Gentlemen. Create a scene of midsummer.
The guests still felt warm when they came in, and after a short stay, they sneakily unbuttoned their cotton robes and leather jackets, sweating profusely from their brows.
In such a temperature, only Chen Wei can keep his body refreshed.
Anyway, he always wears the same clothes in winter and summer. He doesn't sweat during the dog days, and he doesn't feel cold during the three or nine days.Che Shanxue, who is wrapped in a thick winter coat, misses the internal strength that has left her every time she hears the rustling of his thin long sleeves when he walks.
Yes, Chen Wei is in the Hall of Gentlemen.
Che Shanxue is also there.
The reformist officials from all over the country who hurried up the mountain to ask the Great Master for advice, big and small chambers of commerce, felt extremely weird when they stepped into the Gentleman's Hall.I saw that the site belonging to the head of Qingcheng was divided into two parts, the long table that was originally placed in the center of the main room was moved to the right, the head of Qingcheng sat behind it, and the elders and disciples waited for orders in front.On the other side was a large carved wooden chair. The great master who rarely showed his true face held hot tea in his hands, closed his eyes and meditated, and in front of him was a group of people who complained.
Those who complained were crying or making noise, turning Junzitang into a vegetable market, but Chen Wei on the other side just twitched his eyes and continued to listen to an inner disciple telling him what happened in Danzhou City yesterday.
"The Long Arm Gate is entrenched on a small mound outside Danzhou City, and most of the disciples in the gate are from Danzhou City. The head of the gate married the prostitute daughter of Mr. Yuan, the Minister of the Household Department, a year ago. There are people in the court. Talking in Danzhou City is more effective than the prefect. It is said that Danzhou City is captured, but in fact, Danzhou City has long belonged to the Long Arm Sect." The disciple of the inner sect said.
The gate of Danzhou City was opened by the defenders of Danzhou City themselves.
This kind of thing is not unexpected.
Take Qingcheng Jianmen as an example. If Qingcheng Jianmen said that they would raise troops to rebel against the imperial court, there would be villages and towns with a radius of hundreds of miles, and they would surrender to the enemy without attacking.
Therefore, the confidant of the Dayan court has never been the honorable family, but the honorable family that has colluded with various sects.
Back then, Che Yan went to subdue everyone one by one to pave the way for Dayan to have a peaceful and prosperous world.
It's just that in times of peace and prosperity, the status of warriors is always lower than in troubled times.And ordinary people are like weeds, as long as they have a chance to catch their breath, they will grow up against the boulder above their heads.Those who farm and do small business will no longer be killed as they were in the past.
Since they can live safely, even if there are monsters by their side, not everyone wants to practice martial arts.
If things go on like this, the big sect may be able to survive, while the small sect has no way to survive.
This is Dayan's knot.
It is precisely because my family was originally a sect, from Che Yan to Che Shanchang to Che Shanxue, they all focused on weakening the big and small sects.However, the nobles of the family who were originally a small sect did not allow it, so it became a family of cutting.
One emperor died of old age, one emperor was stabbed to death, and a great national teacher almost died, which is enough to show how tenacious the power of the family and sect is.
"But these are none of my business now." Che Shanxue said.
He yawned and sent off the last group of people, then sent Gongrou Li Lecheng to do his homework, and walked over to sit on Chen Wei's desk.
"It's New Year's Eve," he said, "Master Chen, why hasn't your ceremony at Qingcheng Jianmen started yet?"
Chen Wei finished the last matter before the year, raised his eyes and asked him, "What do you want to do?"
Che Shanxue shook a can of bamboo bottle with a smile, and asked, "Come to drink after we're done?"
A porcelain wash brush depicting the Three Emperors and Five Emperors was smashed on the gold brick.
Kneeling below, Yuan Kaiwen, Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, took a breath. The broken porcelain shards that slid in front of him had bright glazes, and they were the precious legacy left by a prosperous dynasty 700 years ago.No matter how many skilled craftsmen there are in Dayan today, it is impossible to reproduce such a bright color, because there is no special clay - 300 years ago, Yongxi, which produced that clay, was swallowed up by the demon domain.
Even though he knew it was none of his business, Hubu Shangshu still felt the pain of having lost millions of silver.
Che Hongyong, the third emperor of the Dayan Dynasty, was furious on it.
Not only the precious porcelain washing pens were damaged, but also the valuable stone inkstone and copper incense burner were also unlucky.Everyone in the imperial study did not dare to vent their breath, only Che Hong's rapid panting could be heard.
Snapped!
Che Hongyong threw a secret report on the long table, and a rough map of Danzhou City slipped out from a thin stack of white paper, followed by a briefing on how the resistance of the defenders of Danzhou City was easily broken that day.
"Mr. Qing!" Che Hongyong roared, "Look at what they said!"
He walked back and forth in front of several ministers, picked up a stack of memorials, and hit the head of the minister of the Ministry of War.
"How did you tell me at the beginning?" He typed a sentence, and the memorial and the black gauze crown of the Minister of War made a crisp sound, "The Great Nationalist is lingering in the court through the reformists, and the reformers must be reformed." Only by pulling out the faction from the root can the imperial court return to normal... When you made suggestions, you must have expected this kind of thing to happen! The side of the Qing Dynasty? Hehe, they obviously want the Qing Dynasty!"
"Your Majesty, calm down," the Minister of the Ministry of War kowtowed repeatedly, "this matter has nothing to do with the ministers."
Che Hongyong sneered: "Are you trying to say that your daughter is not married to the head of the long-legged sect?"
In fact, it is the Long Arm Gate, but the Minister of the Ministry of War did not dare to correct it, so he could only cry with snot and tears: "It was he who first ruined my daughter's innocence, and then came to ask for a marriage. My daughter is married to him, how could I know that he is such a daring thief! Your Majesty, I have been wronged by this incident."
When his voice fell, the other ministers kowtowed and shouted together.
"You are wronged, Your Majesty!"
It's really wrong to see a ghost.
Dayan's honorable family, in the past, was actually just countless small sects.
Their ancestors followed Che Yan to raise troops, and from a sect that few knew about, they became princes and aristocratic families.But martial arts mentality is the foundation of inheritance. These aristocratic families occupy the most fertile farmland, just to recruit disciples, and expect some of them to be unworldly talents like Tai Zu or Qingcheng Sword Master.
From Che Yan's later years to Che Shanchang's succession to the throne, and finally Che Shanxue came out to clean up the mess, whether it was reforming the government, flattening Liangtian, or bringing forth new ideas of craftsmen, it was actually to get rid of this group of people who were on top of the Dayan court. Only blood-sucking family sects can deal with the slowly advancing Demon Realm.
However, Che Yan suffered from injuries in his later years and was unable to catch up with his strength. The successor Che Shanchang's methods were too violent and he was eventually backlashed.After his death, the sects of the aristocratic family unscrupulously incited the princes to fight, but they did not expect to disturb Che Shanxue in the enshrining courtyard.
These aristocratic families claim to be aristocrats, and they are still connected with various small sects all over the Nine Mansions of Dayan, and they are all relatives by marriage going back several generations.Didn't the ministers know that the Long Arm Sect would raise troops?Ghosts believe it!
This is not the only thing that makes Che Hongyong most angry.
His calculations were all for Che Shanxue, but he was used by innocent people as an excuse to start a soldier. When he saw the secret report, Che Hongyong, who felt smoky because things went well, walked through the corridor, as if He felt that the eunuchs, maids and concubines along the way were secretly laughing at him.
And Che Shanxue...
The secret agent couldn't hear what was going on on Qingcheng Mountain, but his uncle heard the news... No, he should have expected this to happen a long time ago.
On both sides of Che Hongyong's forehead, blue veins danced happily under the thin skin like little snakes.The little eunuch standing next to Che Hongyong instead of Eunuch Wang hurriedly wanted to massage him, but his fingertips left a white mark on Che Hongyong's cheek because of nervousness.
Che Hongyong pushed hard and knocked the little eunuch to the ground.
Before the little eunuch got up and apologized, he slapped his palm and opened the door, "Commander Ma! Drag this assassin who intends to kill him out and behead him!"
The door of the imperial study room was opened with a bang, and the imperial guards in strong and sharp clothes rushed in, grabbed the arms of the crying little eunuch, and dragged the poor man who had suffered a catastrophe out in front of the six books.
Before leaving, the imperial guards seemed to have forgotten to close the door of the imperial study room. The ministers were silent, listening to the cries and shouts all the way away, and looking at the reflection of Che Hongyong on the gold bricks, they all stopped looking around. eyes, buried his head deeply.
Che Hongyong stared at them, his five fingers on his right hand twitched, thinking, he can't kill them yet.
A mediocre person is a mediocre person, but at least they are not like those young officials who are thinking about reforms every day.If he beheaded six ministers, the only ones who could take over their positions were those few ministers, all of whom happened to be reformists.
In the past, Che Hongyong reluctantly saved this old job in the hands of the Great Master, but now he can only swallow the blood together with the knocked out teeth.
He pointed out the door, and shouted: "What are you still kneeling here for! Do you want people! I raise you for nothing?!"
The six ministers bowed away as if they had received amnesty.
Hubu Shangshu Yuan Kaiwen was the last to leave. He closed the door of the imperial study, and before the two carved door panels were closed, he peeked through the crack of the door at Che Hongyong, who was sitting behind the desk and writing something with a pen.
It will be rampant in a few days, he thought with a sneer, and closed the door with a click.
Outside the door is the imperial army who formed a triple human wall to surround the imperial study.
Red-tasseled spears stand like a forest, and the cold light of black armor and steel helmets is even colder than the climate in this cold winter.These imperial soldiers stood in front of the imperial study room like this. Those who knew knew that they were escorting them, and those who didn't know thought that someone was forcing the palace.
Che Hongyong probably hasn't had a good night's sleep since the Sword Master of Qingcheng crossed half of Dayan with his sword.
So timid, irritable and irritable, it can only be said that starting from Che Yan, the three generations of the Che family are all tiger fathers and dog sons, and one is not as good as the other.
There is only one Che Shanxue...
... What's the use of a single tree that can't support it?
***
Qingcheng Mountain.
Che Shanxue sneezed, and Gong Rou stuffed a candied haws in her mouth.
Gong Xiaosi's behavior is really bold, but it's a pity that she spent a few days with her master who lost her memory, and found that compared with the original master, the current master's temper can be described as infinitely better, and she immediately spread joy.
And Che Shanxue didn't want to reject this candied haws.
Since going down the mountain a few days ago, according to Che Shanxue's request, or because of the increasingly dissatisfied body of the Great Master, Lin Yuan didn't add Coptis chinensis to his medicine, but just changed the prescription, using whatever strange medicine, Every time it is boiled out, the insane taste will inevitably linger for three days,
Even though Che Shanxue is used to taking medicine, she is still insensitive to the taste.
On New Year's Eve, light snow is still falling.
The verdant Qingcheng Mountain has been covered with majestic white snow, no matter where it is, it is white.The cool wind was blowing everywhere, and the guests who were guided up the mountain by the sword boy shivered all the way, and it would be better to enter the gentleman's hall.
Junzitang is not what it used to be.
The wind-leaking windows were closed, and the bamboo curtains to keep out the wind were hung down in front of the hall. There were seven or eight charcoal stoves in the corners, and the silver filaments inside were burned like rubies, bright and bright, and they were bound to be in the Hall of Gentlemen. Create a scene of midsummer.
The guests still felt warm when they came in, and after a short stay, they sneakily unbuttoned their cotton robes and leather jackets, sweating profusely from their brows.
In such a temperature, only Chen Wei can keep his body refreshed.
Anyway, he always wears the same clothes in winter and summer. He doesn't sweat during the dog days, and he doesn't feel cold during the three or nine days.Che Shanxue, who is wrapped in a thick winter coat, misses the internal strength that has left her every time she hears the rustling of his thin long sleeves when he walks.
Yes, Chen Wei is in the Hall of Gentlemen.
Che Shanxue is also there.
The reformist officials from all over the country who hurried up the mountain to ask the Great Master for advice, big and small chambers of commerce, felt extremely weird when they stepped into the Gentleman's Hall.I saw that the site belonging to the head of Qingcheng was divided into two parts, the long table that was originally placed in the center of the main room was moved to the right, the head of Qingcheng sat behind it, and the elders and disciples waited for orders in front.On the other side was a large carved wooden chair. The great master who rarely showed his true face held hot tea in his hands, closed his eyes and meditated, and in front of him was a group of people who complained.
Those who complained were crying or making noise, turning Junzitang into a vegetable market, but Chen Wei on the other side just twitched his eyes and continued to listen to an inner disciple telling him what happened in Danzhou City yesterday.
"The Long Arm Gate is entrenched on a small mound outside Danzhou City, and most of the disciples in the gate are from Danzhou City. The head of the gate married the prostitute daughter of Mr. Yuan, the Minister of the Household Department, a year ago. There are people in the court. Talking in Danzhou City is more effective than the prefect. It is said that Danzhou City is captured, but in fact, Danzhou City has long belonged to the Long Arm Sect." The disciple of the inner sect said.
The gate of Danzhou City was opened by the defenders of Danzhou City themselves.
This kind of thing is not unexpected.
Take Qingcheng Jianmen as an example. If Qingcheng Jianmen said that they would raise troops to rebel against the imperial court, there would be villages and towns with a radius of hundreds of miles, and they would surrender to the enemy without attacking.
Therefore, the confidant of the Dayan court has never been the honorable family, but the honorable family that has colluded with various sects.
Back then, Che Yan went to subdue everyone one by one to pave the way for Dayan to have a peaceful and prosperous world.
It's just that in times of peace and prosperity, the status of warriors is always lower than in troubled times.And ordinary people are like weeds, as long as they have a chance to catch their breath, they will grow up against the boulder above their heads.Those who farm and do small business will no longer be killed as they were in the past.
Since they can live safely, even if there are monsters by their side, not everyone wants to practice martial arts.
If things go on like this, the big sect may be able to survive, while the small sect has no way to survive.
This is Dayan's knot.
It is precisely because my family was originally a sect, from Che Yan to Che Shanchang to Che Shanxue, they all focused on weakening the big and small sects.However, the nobles of the family who were originally a small sect did not allow it, so it became a family of cutting.
One emperor died of old age, one emperor was stabbed to death, and a great national teacher almost died, which is enough to show how tenacious the power of the family and sect is.
"But these are none of my business now." Che Shanxue said.
He yawned and sent off the last group of people, then sent Gongrou Li Lecheng to do his homework, and walked over to sit on Chen Wei's desk.
"It's New Year's Eve," he said, "Master Chen, why hasn't your ceremony at Qingcheng Jianmen started yet?"
Chen Wei finished the last matter before the year, raised his eyes and asked him, "What do you want to do?"
Che Shanxue shook a can of bamboo bottle with a smile, and asked, "Come to drink after we're done?"
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