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Chapter 402 Datong Dynasty... It's Over

Chapter 402 Datong Dynasty... It's Over

The White Lotus Sect was founded in the Southern Song Dynasty.

Mao Ziyuan, the founder of the teaching, is known as the Suzerain of Cizhao. It is said that he worshiped Buddhism in his early years and founded the White Lotus Repentance Hall in the Southern Song Dynasty, which is the embryonic form of the White Lotus Sect.

After the fall of the Ming Dynasty, the White Lotus Sect was scattered and went its own way, until Wang Sankui appeared and led the scattered White Lotus Sect to rebel against the Datong.

In the end, although Ling Chi was suppressed and executed by the imperial court, rumors of the reincarnation and rebirth of the Holy Son of Bailian have been left since then.

It was recorded in some classics that this person had the means to go against the sky, and he changed his fate against the sky, took away a ray of national fortune from the Datong Dynasty, and shook the foundation of the Datong Dynasty. Since then, the process of Datong's gradual decline began.

After Fu Anning put on her own skin again at this moment, her mental state seemed to have recovered a lot. No matter how good someone else's skin looks, it would not be as comfortable as her original skin after all.

At this moment, Fu Anning carefully carried Le Rou out of the coffin and placed it in front of the eldest princess.

"Just two years ago, this woman's aura suddenly appeared in the capital. After I deduced the appearance with my heart, I was going to give it to..."

Fu Anning paused here, carefully glanced at the look of the eldest princess, and continued in a low voice: "I wanted to warn the court, but the dog emperor actually scolded me in public with false words to confuse the public. That's the end of the matter."

"This little girl was born with dragon scales, and her fate is uncertain. Presumably, the people of Bailian Sect are planning to use her as a container to devour the last bit of dragon veins of Datong Dynasty."

Standing aside, the eldest princess couldn't help sneering when she heard this, and lightly tapped Le Rou's scales with her slender fingers, making a tinkling sound.

"Since Shengyu and He Shengliang, with the picture of ascending the dragon, what use is it for me to want you, it will only increase the number of variables."

When it came to the end, the eldest princess' finger had already slipped between Lerou's throat, and just a light swipe could make this little girl feel better.

"Wait a moment!"

It was Xu Tong who stopped the eldest princess' finger with one hand first.

He glanced at Fu Anning: "After all, the picture of ascending the dragon is something from many years ago. Wu Daozi clicked on the phoenix eyes and made the phoenix come back to life. How to do."

Since in ancient times, carpenters could become great masters, then Wu Daozi definitely surpassed the existence of great masters in this field.

Isn't it normal for him to bring Phoenix back to life?

Then on the other hand, how could it be an easy task for other people to bring the dragon above to life.

"Boy, don't talk nonsense!"

Seeing Xu Tong contradicting him many times, Fu Anning's expression suddenly turned bad.

"Humph!"

Xu Tong looked at Fu Anning with disdain, his face full of contempt.

It seems that the supervisor of Qin Tianjian in front of him is just a country bumpkin with no taste.

"A work of art often has one of the most breathtaking places. The other 90.00% of the place is just a foil and foreshadowing. The same is true for this dragon. Draw the two points of the dragon's eyes? I don't think so."

"This……"

Although Fu Anning wanted to try his best to defend himself, but he took a look at the two blank spaces on the picture of ascending the dragon, and the more he looked at it, the more uncertain he became.

Wu Daozi's paintings are really too perfect, the dragon has no eyes, and the charm is ready to come out, it seems that just a little light on the eyes can make it break out of the painting.

But it happened to be such a simple matter, and it became more and more complicated now.

It is precisely because the dragon body is so perfect that if you want to point out the most critical parts with only two strokes, you can imagine the difficulty.

"Obviously, Wu Daozi was just showing off his skills.

By leaving this painting behind, he is also proving to future generations that his paintings are unprecedented.

Or he wants to use this method, hoping that a person who can put eyes on it will appear in later generations, and stage a contest between them across time and space.

Although Fu Anning is the supervisor of Qin Tianjian, if he wants to compare with Wu Daozi, who is revered as a saint of painting, in terms of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, it is simply... self-inflicted humiliation.

Sure enough, Xu Tong finished speaking.

Fu Anning just shut up.

Even if he went crazy to the sky, he would not dare to say that his painting skills could match Wu Daozi's.

"You said so much, but you want me to save her life?"

The eldest princess looked at Xu Tong.

"Yes!"

Xu Tong admitted this without denying it.

"Hmph! Let's keep it for now."

There was a faint smile on the corner of the eldest princess's mouth, which made Xu Tong feel very uncomfortable in his heart. This kind of pretending to be mysterious smile often does not represent any good things.

You can also understand that I satisfy you now, not because I am kind, but because I have more cruel ways to torture you later.

As the three of them talked, the sound of gnawing outside became smaller and smaller. It was obvious that the number of White Lotus cultists outside seemed to be far from enough for those zombie ghosts who hadn't been bloodthirsty for a long time.

"Everyone who is an eyesore has been cleaned up, and it's time for us to go out and get some air."

The eldest princess stretched her waist, and put a hand lazily on Xu Tong's shoulder: "Oh, your old friend seems to have arrived too."

Xu Tong was stunned for a moment, but soon realized that the old friend the princess was talking about seemed to be Taoist Dragon Xun.

"Om..."

The vermilion door was slowly opened.

A ray of morning light came in through the crack of the door, and the situation changed overnight. This palace, which represented the top power core of the dynasty, is now full of chicken feathers.

The Qin Tianjian, which was in sight, had been burned to ashes by the fire.

There was still a burnt stench in the air.

"Pity!"

The eldest princess looked at the palace she was used to, and couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

"There is nothing to be sorry about. There are some things that history cannot tolerate."

Fu Anning's attitude towards this palace is completely opposite. Although there are too many secrets in it, even the materials accumulated by Qin Tianjian since the Yuan Dynasty, after being burned by the fire, these secrets will eventually return to mystery.

Also for him, the shackles that bound him, and the responsibility of the Qin Tianjian, were also burned.

Even though he had never taken it seriously, he still felt an inexplicable sense of relief.

The eldest princess just rolled her eyes at him.

Obviously, the words of the two are not on the same line.

Xu Tong raised his head and looked towards the sky.

But he was surprised to find that in just one night, the battle between dragon and phoenix in the Forbidden Palace had come to an end, but this did not mean the end, but the beginning.

Last night, the flood dragon, which was possessed by destiny, was now stepped on by a lion, struggling and writhing unwillingly.

The old phoenix was lying on the side, her body was already covered with blood, although she managed to maintain a bit of majesty, anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that she was already at the end of her battle.

As for the fierce horse that was desperately escorting last night, it is not standing beside the old phoenix, nor is it standing behind the lion.

Instead, he was caught between the lion and the old phoenix, in a dilemma.

In fact, since the Xiang family's army entered the palace last night, everything was destined to be a foregone conclusion. Prince Gong saw that his advantage gradually began to collapse, until he was surrounded by the Xiang family army and the imperial guards, his face completely lost all color.

But is that the end of the matter? ?
Obviously not.

Outside the Palace of Mercy Ning, Xiang Gongbao was kneeling outside the palace gate and waiting quietly.

Ma Qi's imperial army was guarding in front of the Compassionate Ning Palace, and they did not dare to put down the knife in their hands at all.

The reason was precisely an imperial decree rejected by Xiang Gongbao.

It turned out that after Prince Gong's rebellion subsided, Xiang Gongbao ordered Xiang Jiajun to withdraw from the Palace of Compassion and Ning, and came to the Palace of Compassion and Ning alone to greet Empress Dowager Shengci.

"Minister, the rescue is late, please forgive the empress dowager."

Xiang Gongbao's voice was as loud as a bell, and every word clearly echoed in front of the Compassionate Ning Palace.

The Empress Dowager Shengci gently wiped the sweat off her forehead, casually took the string of rosary beads in her hand, and seemed to be still complaining that Li Jinxi, a fool, had gone somewhere at this time.

Soon an eunuch ran out from the Compassionate Ning Palace, stood on the steps, raised his head and shouted loudly.

"Empress Dowager's decree, Prince Gong Yijin, who committed rebellion and rebellion below, brought disaster to the country and the people, and is responsible for the family's investigation.
Xiang Gongbao, the minister of military aircraft, made great contributions, added three-eyed flower feathers, bestowed ten thousand taels of gold, and was awarded the title of Taiwei Taibao, Grand Bachelor of the Palace, and three yellow jackets.

His son, Xiang Keding, is a first-rank bachelor, wearing a flower feather and a yellow mandarin jacket.

Ma Qi, the admiral of the Nine Schools, dedicated himself and fought bloody battles. He was awarded the title of Shaobao, Diange University Bachelor, ten thousand taels of gold, and a yellow jacket. His son Ma Hongwen was awarded a Bachelor of Attendant of the Imperial Academy. "

The little eunuch was obviously out of breath, and after taking a deep breath, he continued to announce the next series of awards.

After finally finishing all these rewards, I was a little out of breath.

The entire Ci Ning Palace was completely silent.

Neither Ma Qi nor Xiang Gongbao gave thanks.

Even this little eunuch seemed to realize that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

"The minister has his own book!"

Xiang Gongbao, who was kneeling on the ground, clenched his fists, slowly raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and took out a memorial.

The little eunuch hurried down, took the memorial with a puzzled face, glanced at Xiang Gongbao who was kneeling on the ground, and felt that today, this usually amiable and amiable Mr. Xiang was particularly scary today.

[Jiangshan Sheji is in danger right now, inside there are the White Lotus Sect, the Red Lantern Sect, and the New School of Rebellion, and there are Westerners wantonly trampling on the country outside, 30 billion silver indemnities, compensation from Hong Kong and Macau, the wind and rain are precarious, and the building will collapse.

The root of the disaster is the chaos of the government and the indiscrimination of power. The ministers asked the Empress Dowager to play the role of the Holy Empress Dowager and abandon the suspicion of the Manchu and Han. 】

The content of the memorial is so simple, but the moment the memorial was read, the rosary beads in Empress Dowager Shengci's hand fell to the ground, and the sound of ticking was clear but not pleasant.

She knew that the ruling dynasty was over.

As I said at the beginning, this old lady who has played with power all her life is still delusional after all.

(End of this chapter)

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