After wearing the book, I married the enemy proton

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"Oh!"

On the vast grassland, the stars are shining.

The horse spread its hooves and galloped with its back on the mountain, and the night wind rolled up the clothes and flew away.

A loud noise behind him shook the entire Xishan hunting ground palace, seeing stones flying horizontally, and the smell of burning fire/yao also blowing over with the wind.

The corners of Su Yangjiao's lips raised uncontrollably, and he looked sideways at Yunle beside him, his voice almost echoing in the open field: "Good job!"

As early as in the afternoon, when the carriage returned to the gate of Huawu Mansion, Su Yangjiao ordered Yunle to find some black private fire. Jiang Guoduo Taoist temple, the alchemy Taoist in the temple is also quite familiar with the use of gunpowder, Su Yang Jie asked Yunle to go to the Taoist temple near Xishan to buy these things, and then paid a lot of money to ask someone to install the fuze.

Everything that seems impossible turns out to be unbelievably simple.

The wind whipped up Su Yangjiao's black hair, flying wantonly between the sky and the earth, and his frail body became even thinner under the night.

However, Su Yangjiao felt that he was bigger than the Bodhisattva statue carved on the mountain on Nanshan.

Baohua Hall, the top of the hall.

The long veil of curtain departure flutters with the wind.

Su Yangjiao actually destroyed the stele of the sages that Jiang Guo's students were proud of.

"Your Highness, is he crazy?"

Yin Chuan squatted halfway on the roof, feeling the slight but very obvious tremors coming from under his feet.

"With such a big fanfare, he probably wants everyone to think that he is crazy." Wei Nanxun felt a warm current in his heart, and his heart beat violently uncontrollably.

It turned out that he had discovered the problem of moving the wooden bridge a long time ago, and this was his solution to the problem.

With a huge movement, tell everyone that he cheated.

He didn't make any fuss about this matter, didn't design anyone, just let all the conspiracies and tricks be wiped out.

Wei Nanxun's eye sockets were sore.

How long had he not seen such a pure and kind person?

He could have fought back, he could have planned to return Shi Bishen in advance, and he could have pushed the instigator out when things had irreparable consequences.

But Su Yangji didn't have any.

He was unwilling to take innocent lives as the price and become a victim of the struggle of the princes.

He has the heart that loves the most people in the world.

He will bring all the faults upon himself.

Yes, because he is the most absurd and unruly prince in this dynasty.

"Let's go back, return to the palace before him." Wei Nanxun gently tore off Mu Li, the thin white gauze covered the blush at the corners of his eyes, as well as the throbbing in his heart.

"Rebel!"

The silence in Yanghui Hall was terrifying, only Jiang Di could be heard angrily yelling, he picked up a one-foot-thick memorial and slammed it on the head of His Highness Su Yang who was kneeling.

Su Yangjiao dodged backwards, those heavy memorials smashed on the hem of his court dress.

"You still dare to hide! How dare you hide?!" Jiang Di's face turned pale with anger, he stood up suddenly, trembling all over, and shouted in a loud voice: "Nizi, I'm going to kill you! Kill you! "

Su Yangjiao raised his head slowly, looked directly at Emperor Jiang who was in front of the case, and argued eloquently: "Why should the father be angry, the son just destroyed the old things of the previous dynasty, what's wrong?"

"An old thing from the previous dynasty? The former dynasty...you! You are ignorant, and you don't know that the stele was carved by the sages? My disciples respect it, and every time they are elected, they will salute in front of this stele. How dare you say It’s an old thing from the previous dynasty!?”

"My son is not wrong. Although the sage is highly respected by the world's great scholars, he is indeed an old minister of the former dynasty. My ancestors overthrew the old system of the previous dynasty long ago, and the world has long since changed their surname to Su. Why should I be called Jiang?" A student kneels down to worship a former minister, this minister does not understand the truth."

His sharp teeth were like knives, and it was difficult to refute every sentence. After Jiang Di heard it, he began to think twice.

"According to what you say, you are not wrong, but you have merit?" Jiang Di sneered, and his beard was blown away by him.

Seeing that Emperor Jiang began to frown and think deeply, Su Yangjiao opened his mouth and said slowly: "My minister thinks that if the old ones don't go, the new ones won't come. Since there are many great Confucians in our country, then we should set up a stele of the words and deeds of the great Confucians in our dynasty for all the students to worship. Raise our country's prestige."

King Xie was behind him, but he didn't expect that the fourth younger brother could be so eloquent and his mouth so sharp, he couldn't hold back his anger, and blurted out: "That's you making excuses for your misconduct. Can a child with a yellow mouth wantonly blaspheme?"

"What else do you have to say?" Emperor Jiang was thoughtful. Although his face was full of clouds, he could see that his mood was much more relaxed than before. One word, but raised his hand to interrupt him, and continued to stare at Su Yangjiao for interrogation.

"Father, I know that I have always been foolish and mischievous. This time, although my intention was to promote my father's respect for Confucianism, but my behavior was out of proportion. Please forgive my father."

Su Yangjiao said that he was wrong, please forgive me, but in the eyes of Emperor Jiang, it looked different.

He had a cold face, and he didn't mean to admit his mistake. His arrogance was somewhat similar to someone.

In his heart, however, he was secretly delighted. The stele was indeed what Su Yangjiao said. It was engraved by an old court official. Even if he is a great Confucian scholar recognized by the world, his previous status cannot be erased. It pierced straight into Jiang Di's heart like a thorn.

In my vast country, isn't there a great Confucian who can replace the old ministers of the previous dynasty?

However, if you want to praise Su Yangjiao positively, it will appear that his emperor is narrow-minded and can't tolerate the past sages. I'm afraid it will chill the hearts of those courtiers and students.

If he were to deal with Su Yangjiao, he really couldn't bear it. After thinking about it, this child also solved a difficult problem in his heart for himself.

Emperor Jiang was in trouble.

While hesitating, the second prince Su Yunwan suddenly knelt on the ground and said with a choked voice, "Father, although the fourth brother's actions are absurd, there is some truth in what he said. Besides, the fourth brother has been weak recently, so I really can't bear it." What kind of heavy punishment, I implore father and emperor to take the sake of my mother's many years of service, and lightly punish fourth brother..."

"Bah!" Emperor Jiang looked ashen, pointed at Su Yunjie with a trembling finger, and then pointed at Su Yangjiao angrily, "Are you so embarrassed to mention your mother?! What a sin!"

He was also secretly observing the faces of the courtiers below. After all, this matter was of great importance and involved the prince.

If the anger of the ministers cannot be properly handled, it may leave a wound on Su Yangjiao in the future.

However, the officials in the palace are also different from each other.

The situation that the officials thought would form and attack together unexpectedly did not appear.

Of course, some of them are standing behind the king, but everyone has been an official in the court for a long time, and they have already seen that the emperor is respectful, afraid and a little bit bored with the stele, so they simply avoid it. .

Wu Yangyang lowered his head down.

Seeing that Emperor Jiang's complexion began to ease, King Xi felt uncomfortable. He gave Su Yangjiao a hard look, then knelt quietly and rubbed back, just in front of Wang Chi, turned his head, and coughed in a low voice.

What about advancing and retreating together?

But Wang Chi continued to bow his head in silence as if he didn't hear it.

King Xuan continued to cough.

Emperor Jiang frowned, and the corners of his eyes glanced at King Xuan and Wang Chi, as if he would react by staring at them.

Wang Chi was scheming, so he naturally refused to show his head. King Xun turned his head back and stared at him fiercely, gnashing his back molars, wishing he could bite them.

"Master Wang, do you still want to get out of the prison in Dali Temple?" King Xi lowered his voice and growled backwards.

Emperor Jiang was worried that he had no place to vent his anger, so he came down from the stage in three steps at a time, kicked King Xie on the shoulder, and knocked him to the ground: "Aren't you wishing that I would dispose of your brother right now?" ? Where did your brotherhood go!?"

King Xuan's body was shaken, and he fell to the ground on his back. He froze for a moment and then threw himself on the ground, crying, "Father, there are no sons!"

"No?" Jiang Di scolded, "Then tell me, what were you muttering just now?! You're full of bad water, just like your mother!"

King Xun's body trembled violently, and he stared in fear, never expecting that Emperor Jiang would scold his queen mother together.

You know, his biological mother is the late former empress, and her status is incomparably noble. How can the biological mothers of Su Yangjiao and Su Yunjie, two bastards, be compared!

However, at this moment, their father and emperor openly scolded his mother and queen in the hall.

Unwilling to be reconciled, King Xuan straightened up and hugged Emperor Jiang's leg, bursting into tears: "Royal father, queen mother is the most pure and kind, and she accompanied you all the way in the palace. You should scold the queen's mother!"

Jiang Di lowered his head to look at the son on the ground, feeling some pain in his chest, the face of the old man appeared before his eyes again, and those past events flashed through his mind one by one.

After a long time, he finally took a long breath, looked at the three sons who were kneeling on the ground, calmed down and said slowly: "I am old, this world, this country, will eventually be handed over to you of."

He looked again at Su Yangjiao, whom he loved the most, and sighed: "The fourth prince lost his virtue, destroyed the sacred relics of the sages, fined his salary for half a year, removed all official positions, and was confined in Huawu Mansion. He was not allowed to go out unless summoned. , no one is allowed to visit or plead for mercy, and anyone who violates it will be dismissed from office and demoted to common people."

"Can you accept the punishment?"

Su Yangjiao raised his head: "My son is punished, and I will obey my father's order."

Emperor Jiang closed his eyes, sighed, and when he raised his head again, he walked back with his hands behind his back. He sat in front of the imperial case, his face paled, and his penetrating eyes scanned the room again, and fell on Chen Tingpan.

"By the pavilion."

"The minister is here."

Chen Tingpan stood up and went out, kneeling straight in the middle of the hall.

"I remember that you and this rebellious son had a marriage contract when you were a child, right?" Emperor Jiang looked indifferent, and although his tone was a question, he had an irresistible sternness.

Chen Tingpan kowtowed deeply, fell to the ground, and replied: "Yes, the queen and the fourth prince have been engaged by the empress since they were six years old."

"Okay, then are you willing to fulfill this engagement now?"

Su Yang's eyebrows were raised, and a cold and stern look was on his face. The panic that he had never felt when he pleaded guilty just now filled the corners of his brows and eyes, and he suddenly said: "I don't want to! I'm married, my wife is Wei Nanxun, the son of Jing Guo who was bestowed the marriage by the emperor himself, how can he fulfill his childhood engagement!?"

"Can it be the same? You also said that it is Jingguo's son, the prince! He is a man! How could he become your wife and concubine? How can he continue to have children for you?"

As soon as Emperor Jiang patted the court case, his voice rose.

"But, that's also the wife that my minister Mingmei is marrying, and it's your father who promised to bestow the marriage!"

"A male wife, if you like, you can stay in your house, but the princess must be a woman, must be a pavilion!"