Villain Organization Fishing Rules [Quick Transmigration]

When she met King Wei again, it was at the Golden Luan Hall, and she once again proposed the "Private Conquest".

Back then when she was the Minister of State Supervision, all the officials refused to agree, not to mention that she has now ascended the throne as His Majesty.

"There is an old saying that the emperor does not punish the emperor, and the feudal lords do not punish [1]." Doctor Yushitai knelt down and stood up, with firm eyes, as if Savman insisted on going his own way, and she directly crashed to death on the pillar!

The new emperor was not angry, and said with a smile: "Since ancient times, the emperor's personal conquests have been made. Let alone the previous dynasty, let's say that there were seven personal conquests in this dynasty. Emperor Taizong even waved his whip to Nanjun to drive out bandits and pirates. .”

Several ministers hesitated to speak, and I knew what they were thinking.

Emperor Taizong is Emperor Taizong, and Your Majesty is Your Majesty. You should be sober and see what you can do better than Taizong?

The most annoying thing about the imperial conquest is not losing. Although losing is embarrassing, if the emperor is directly captured by the enemy, the courtiers will collapse immediately.

For example, the famous historical event "Tumu Fortress Change" in the world where I live, if there was no Yu Qian at that time, the Ming Dynasty would have ended immediately; another example is Ming Wuzong Zhu Houzhao, with a saint like Wang Yangming in charge, he can act like a demon and want to put down the chaos by himself. Wang Yangming almost died of fright, and decisively pressed King Ning to death, which made Wu Zong feel regretful.

The emperor guards the gate of the country, don't go out for a stroll if you have nothing to do, the country will perish if you are not careful.

However, when an emperor's attitude is particularly resolute, even if Yushitai commits suicide en masse, he cannot stop it.

The ministers and Saviman struggled for three hours, even after lunch, and did not persuade the new emperor, so they could only turn their expectant eyes to the imperial teacher of this dynasty.

I was taking a nap when I heard the 60-year-old woman suddenly call my name, I couldn't help but shuddered, sat up straight, and pretended to be a fairy.

"What do the national teachers think?" Savman turned her head and looked at me with a half-smile.

I cleared my voice, and said calmly: "Looking at the history of ancient and modern times, it is not impossible for the Son of Heaven to conquest himself."

The officials were in an uproar. Just as I was about to say something, I raised my voice and continued: "But there are two prerequisites. [1]"

"One is that we must fight, and we must avoid it."

I nodded towards Saviman, and said calmly: "It is a fact that there is no commander in the court now. Yihun Khan is coming menacingly, and we cannot avoid the battle. From this point of view, it is not a problem for His Majesty to conquest personally."

"However, the second point is that if you fight, you must win. The emperor must win if he goes out to fight, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous. What I want to say next, please forgive me for your innocence?"

Savman waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's okay for the national teacher to say."

"Your Majesty is talented and intelligent, and is popular all over the world. He is naturally a sage and wise king, but has Your Majesty ever led soldiers?"

"The national teacher doesn't know something. When I was the king of Wei, I sent troops to Nanjun to suppress bandits."

"What is the scale of the Nanjun bandits?"

"[-] to [-] people, according to the danger of mountains and rivers, to fight against the imperial court."

"How many royal teachers does your Majesty bring?"

"[-] elites, [-] food and grass troops."

I nodded, and said helplessly, "Your Majesty has seen the spies report that Yihun Khan has 20 soldiers, including [-] elite cavalry, all of whom are brave and good at fighting. How can Nanjun's [-] to [-] stragglers be compared with him?"

The ministers responded one after another, but they heard me change the subject: "But your majesty insists on going, it is not impossible, and it can strengthen our military morale. I only ask your majesty not to be the vanguard, stay in the six northern cities, command the generals, and sit in the town The Chinese army can quickly advance and retreat if there is an accident."

After I finished speaking, there was silence in the Golden Luan Hall.

Savman's fair and slender fingers tapped on the armrest of the phoenix seat, looked down at the expressions on the faces of the ministers one by one, and asked with a light smile: "What do you love?"

After the previous three hours of debate, the ministers of the DPRK and China knew that they could not stop the new emperor's personal conquest. My idea would at least ensure His Majesty's safety, and both sides could reluctantly accept it even if they took a step back.

"Follow His Majesty's will."

Savman glanced at the palace staff, and the bell rang, and the officials wiped the sweat from their foreheads and retreated one after another.

"Your Majesty is in a hurry to leave the capital. Is he worried about the war, or is he escaping from something?" I turned my head and looked up and asked. The Imperial Teacher's Chair was at the lower right of the Phoenix Seat. When I looked up, I could only see the clean and white chin of the new emperor.

Savman continued to tap on the armrest.

Tee, Tee, Tee...

"Who knows? That's what the national teacher thinks." She raised her lips, showing a bit of madness. "Maybe I want to keep something, or maybe I just don't want to stay in the capital, let alone live."

My heart was shocked, and just about to ask again, I saw the new emperor get up from the phoenix seat, waved his wide sleeves, and left without looking back.

As she walked out, she sneered coldly: "I went to report to the palace guards who executed Shangguan's execution last night. The sinner disappeared from the cold palace. Does the national teacher know?"

Her sneer echoed in the empty golden palace, making people feel chills.

I lowered my eyes and said nothing, the disappearance of the emperor is naturally related to me.

I thought that the matter of Nanxi and Huangguijun would stimulate the demons and make Savman show some fox tails, but I didn't want her to ask anything, just insisting on the imperial conquest.

Is this what the demon meant, or did Savman himself mean it?

The new emperor's personal conquest naturally has a lot of things to do: martial law, leading all officials to worship the heavens, swearing in to the master, offering sacrifices... Most of the personal conquest etiquette requires the participation of the national teacher.For example, the sacrifice requires the national teacher to follow the army, sacrifice while marching, and pray for the blessings of all the gods on the road.

Yes, I will follow the six northern cities all the way, and after the war with Yihun Khan, I will leave it to buff the whole army, or return early according to the situation.

If the victorious class teacher is recruited in person in the future, he will also play music triumphantly, and the national teacher will accompany the emperor to sacrifice to the ancestral temple and go to heaven.

From the capital to the six northern cities, it will take half a month to march in a hurry. If you are concerned about the speed of the imperial driver, it will take longer.

Even so, when I saw Yuan Xi unpacking a whole carriage of luggage, I still fell into a deep silence.

Thank you for your invitation, I am going to fight for work, not to appreciate the beautiful and vast prairie.

Wait, even Mrs. Tang has to bring it? ? ?

I resolutely pushed away most of the luggage, leaving only two small boxes of items, and put them into the special carriage of the National Teacher.

Accompanying His Majesty and all the officials to sacrifice to heaven before the trip requires me to dance a sacrificial dance, and then upload the prayers written by Your Majesty to the heavens for listening, and then to the underworld.

I understand the truth, but dancing on a high platform filled with peach branches and fragrant grasses in front of hundreds of officials and an army of [-] is really a test of face.

Fortunately, after the experience of the previous few worlds, my skin is thicker than the city wall.

Nine pillars of flame are lit on the high platform, the platform is covered with peach leaves and fragrant grasses and viburnum flowers, and nine kinds of animal sacrifices are placed under the platform. Wisps of green smoke reached the sky.

As the chief priest of the country, I must change into the most solemn (physically the heaviest) celestial suit, with a pure black background, embroidered with patterns of heaven, earth, mountains, rivers and auspicious clouds on it, holding a long sword, and dancing to the rhythm of the drums, dancing lightly There are 64 movements in the whole sacrificial dance, and it takes several hours to complete all of them.

If you don't have any martial arts background, or have practiced since childhood, I guess the officiant will directly die of exhaustion on the high platform.

The last drumbeat resounded through the sky and the earth, and there was silence on and off the high platform.

I settled on the kneeling position, stretched my arms and leaned back until I was facing the sky, and my dantian sank: "Langchao Sa clan kowtowed to the emperor, the earth and the gods of the four directions, and respectfully told the ancestors——"

The prayer written by Savman was not long, about [-] words, and it was revised by the Imperial Academy and the Ministry of Rites. Every word was carefully considered to ensure respect for the gods, Buddhas and ancestors in the sky.

When I read it in one go, I have to kowtow first after I finish it.

On the high platform, the national teacher bowed his head, followed by His Majesty, all the officials bowed down one by one, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers knelt down.

The sound of the long horn resounded through the high platform, and it also spread to a very far place...

At the gate of the capital city, a low-key carriage was driving on the yellow mud official road. Just as the driver was about to say something to the people inside, he heard a distant vicissitudes horn.

The coachman paused for a moment, and after more than ten seconds passed, when the world returned to calm, he smiled and said with emotion: "This time, His Majesty's personal expedition will definitely beat the shit out of Beiyi people!"

There was a slight noise in the carriage, and a woman with a low voice asked: "Your Majesty is wise, it must be so."

"Really? It's taboo to say something," the coachman lowered his voice and said cautiously, "Our new saint is much better than the previous one, at least there are not so many ridiculous things."

The woman was silent for a moment, then quietly asked: "It's true that what the late emperor did was absurd, but the past 18 years have been smooth..."

"Oh, you said it too! It's a blessing from heaven." The coachman said indifferently.

The woman stopped talking, as if she was not very happy.

The coachman thought to himself, could it be that she said something wrong?This guest officer especially likes the late emperor?That's her talking too much.

When going out to do business, she pays attention to "making money with harmony", and offending customers is the most taboo. She wanted to say something to make up, but heard a sigh with extremely complicated emotions from the carriage.

In the carriage, a handsome man looked worriedly at the woman next to him. The latter was plain-looking and had many calluses on his hands. He looked like someone who was used to rough work, and it didn't match her noble temperament without anger.

"Your Majesty...wife master," the man changed his words in time, "don't listen to this rascal's nonsense."

"You have served the country and the people for nearly 20 years, and they all owe it to God. If there is no wise and holy king, how can there be auspiciousness in the world?"

The woman lowered her eyes and laughed at herself: "It's a pity that the people don't think so."

The handsome man grabbed the woman's callused hands, was taken aback subconsciously, and then complained: "Sanin too! Why did you find a servant's body for you? He also kicked us out of the palace and didn't care about anything, just let us go We fend for ourselves."

"If he was really loyal, he shouldn't have said these words!"

The woman glanced at him faintly, sighed deeply, but said nothing after all.

Her Ai Lang still didn't understand anything. Sanin was serious. He said that he would never care about their life or death.

Savizhu remembered that man with indifferent eyes and a quiet voice: "For Zhenzhen's sake, I will help you one last time. Take your love Lang and leave the capital, and don't come back again. From then on, you and Sashi will have nothing to do with each other. "

"Ming Zun asked you to use the dead body to revive your soul, which is equivalent to letting you live one more time. With these 20 taels, you husband and wife can find a small town to spend the rest of your life."

"You don't have to worry, the Shangguan family is a prominent family in the Eastern Qi Dynasty, I can find relatives..."

"The Shangguan family was captured by the barbarians, who can you go to?" Savizhu interrupted abruptly.

The man paused, his eyes were slightly red, he bit his lips to hold back the tears, and said firmly, "Shangguan has relatives and friends other than the three clans, and my mother has many former disciples, we can go find them."

The woman sneered, shook her head and said: "How those people flattered Shangguan in the past, they can betray us now. If that person knows the whereabouts of you and me, will she let us go? Will the demon let us go? Can Sanin save us? Do we have a second time?"

"But……"

"Shut up!" The woman couldn't help scolding.

In the past, Huang Guijun was handsome and silly, and she also wanted her lover to be careless, so that she could pamper her more at ease.

But now that they have all fallen to this point, if the people around them are still idiots, it will be a real headache.

Savizhu pressed his temple, watching the other party's tears, with a sad and mournful expression.

"What? Do you even blame me? Let me tell you, everyone in the world can blame me, but you can't! Apart from your face and family background, what else do you have to look at? If I didn't lift you up, would you be able to live here? ...have been safe and sound for many years?"

"What are you relying on? Is it a stupid brain? Or a jealous and vicious temper? Isn't it because I dote on you?"

Savizhu held 15 taels of silver in his hand, and was so angry that he couldn't choose what to say.

This was the first time he told the truth to Huang Guijun, instead of perfunctory deceitful words of love.

Huang Guijun opened his eyes wide, as if he had been awakened from a false dream for many years, as if he realized the truth of "love" for the first time.

This woman never loved him, she despised herself from the bottom of her heart.

All her petting before was just teasing a pet dog, without any sincerity.

"I'm so stupid," he gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, and said every word, "so stupid to believe that you are at least half sincere to me."

"Yes, I am a fool, I am vicious, so I was punished by heaven, and the Shangguan clan was punished. It was I who harmed them. But you have come to this point, not because of me, but because of you. .”

"So, you also suffered retribution."

Huang Guijun took a deep look at this cold-natured woman, lifted the curtain of the carriage door, and shed the last line of tears: "Driver, stop."

Savizhu didn't have time to stop him, so he could only watch him get off the car and leave without looking back.

"Guest officer, your husband is really strong." The coachman sighed and asked curiously, "Aren't you chasing him? He is a man who walks alone, and he looks so good-looking. Although the official road has always been peaceful, but..."

Are you going to chase?Just let him go.

If such a stupid person walks with him, he might attract pursuers.

After all, no one recognizes him as a dead body, but Huang Guijun has not changed his appearance, so it must be troublesome to bring him along.

Savizhu closed his eyes and clenched his hands tighter and tighter.

"Wait for me for a while," she opened her eyes, her eyes calmed down, mocking herself with inexplicable sadness, "I'll go find him first."

She has lost everyone, is it possible that even the emperor will leave her?

She doesn't want to be alone.

No.

Don't leave her behind.