Delong

Chapter 160 Floating Horse Walk (7)

When Zhang Xing returned home that day, he felt a little uneasy.

This is not the impact of the so-called "too late" and "big event"... He had expected this matter, otherwise he would not rush to run for an official, even if the matter came too fast and too urgent, so that the running for the official failed suddenly , and didn't touch him too much.

What really made Zhang Xing feel uneasy was when he held the knife.

At that moment, even if it was only for a moment, the killing intent was unquestionable... and this kind of performance was too dangerous.

It must be known that during the past two years, Zhang Xing witnessed the major military defeats of the Wei Dynasty, discovered the contradictions at the grassroots level, regions, and classes that had not been alleviated for a long time. Wei's character and the ugly appearance of being strong outside and doing nothing intensified the internal contradictions of the ruling class. He had already realized that Wei was really a pill, and he really wanted to stage a classic collapse of the second generation.

Since the Great Wei is going to collapse, and since he is going to be a moth somewhere, there is no need to get angry for no reason because of some things that have been expected a long time ago, because of some people who are everywhere, and there is no need to be angry for such people. pay the price.

But at that moment, Zhang Xing was still furious, and couldn't help touching the knife.

It's neither sensible nor cost-effective.

If this is the case, there will be endless people to kill.

However, Zhang Xing, who always likes to reflect, couldn't help but reflect in the opposite direction this night. If Zhang Han is even allowed to let people who help the tyrants in a literal sense like Zhang Han, is it also to let the Maoren saints be allowed?

Are these all structural problems of Dawei?Is it the process of history?
Shouldn't the process of history be driven by people?People don't want to be responsible?

However, time did not give Vice Changjian Zhang a chance to sell reflection coupons, because he received the task the next day:

The big golden pillar, which is said to have re-established the center of heaven and earth, was officially completed. It is fifteen feet high, with a three-story platform, a red and blue two-color double copper dragon, a sculpture of three brilliance, one day and two moons, and four large screen walls around it.

And the sage will go out of the city to offer sacrifices in person on the last day of the year, in order to show the holiness of Wei.

This incident, if there were no incidents during the tour, would undoubtedly be very meaningful... Well, even now, it is also of profound significance, especially those who are proficient in history and theology know that Sanhui itself is the world and the world. The core method for mortals to fight against the four royals, and it is indeed effective; in addition, the implementation of the system of three brilliance and four royals is also an important precondition for breaking the barriers of the three clans of people, liches, and demons in the world, and building the unification of the four seas... Yaozu It is no longer possible to rely on the blessing of the Scarlet Emperor Empress as the final cover. The Wu clan themselves are secretive about the existence of the sin dragon. Challenge, the meat was rotten in the pot.

However, the cost of building this thing is a bit high.

Moreover, when the big golden pillar was erected, the Tongtian Tower, which was earlier and seemed to have less engineering, only had three and a half floors, which is even more absurd.

On the last day of the year, in the morning, the sky was clear, and the gate of Ziwei Palace was wide open... For some reason, the saint rejected the plan of all the officials to enter the Ming Hall to welcome him, but led the guards of honor to walk out of the palace gate. , and all the officials bowed and greeted each other outside the gate of Ziwei Palace across the Luoshui Golden Bridge.

The first ones to come out were of course not saints, but two teams of armored cavalry galloping openly from the side door. One team was the elite cavalry led by Sima Zheng, and the other team was the elite Changshui army led by Zhao Guang.

The two teams of cavalry had clear banners, well-equipped armor and long soldiers, and their iron cavalry rumbled. They galloped directly across Luoshui along the two side bridges of the Luoshui Golden Bridge, waiting for orders.

Immediately afterwards, the saint wore a twelve-pronged crown, a full set of clothes, a thirteen-ring belt, and a red wooden boat. Under the protection of countless servants, palace people, and Jinwu guards, the saint slowly walked out of the palace and came to the palace on foot. In front of Luoshui Golden Bridge.

Then, with only Dugong Niu as his support, he boldly climbed onto the bridge and accepted the great gift from all the officials in front of him.

After the ceremony, the guard of honor should continue to move forward.

But the next itinerary was beyond everyone's expectations... There were no chariots, no carts, no replicas of the Guanfeng Temple, only countless flags, armor, knives, crowns, and even grandeur. In the hunting wind of winter, accompanied by the most powerful mortal individuals in the world, they gathered into groups, rolled up into clouds, and swarmed forward on foot, step by step.

Because of Fulongwei's special duties, Zhang Xing, who was dressed in dark brocade clothes, with a scimitar and a small warrior crown, was only ten steps away from the saint's back, and he could easily see many things from his angle.

Aside from the two generals Sima Zheng and Zhao Xing who were guiding in front of the two sides, before Zhang Fuchangjian, there were actually only a few powerful fathers-in-law of the Beiya led by Dugong Niu, Qi Wang Cao Ming, and the real Fulongwei Changjian, etc. Several people... Niu Dugong had already let go, but he was at the same level as the saint, looking around carefully, and proceeding calmly. Staring at the saint's hand, every time the saint made a move, they scrambled to squeeze in, tearing off the original father-in-law and replacing it with themselves as support.

It looked like a group of monkeys.

Behind the emperor is King Cao Ming of Qi. The only remaining adult son of the emperor seems to be in poor health again, and he can't help coughing every few steps. He didn't dare to take a step beyond the threshold - he didn't dare to take half a step to be equal to his biological father, and he didn't dare to take half a step behind, it was extremely difficult.

Behind Cao Ming is Bai Yousi. From Zhang Xing, you can roughly see Miss Bai's expression, but she just keeps a straight face and doesn't say anything. Then she holds the Yitian long sword, and she walks calmly.

After Zhang Xingfang, he maintained a small armed group dominated by Fulongwei and Jinwuwei. Qin Bao, Qian Tang, Wang Zhen, Zhou Xingfan, and Ding Quan were all among them, and in the end there were countless palace people. , Internal Attendant, and Jinwu Guard, the latter formed a huge marching group that couldn't even see the edge.

And on both sides of this large group, there are naturally all the civil and military officials led by the chief executives of the Nanya government and the officials of the Shangzhu state... Dukes, generals, ministers, servants, and generals of Zhonglang are organized into groups according to their rank and affiliation.

Everyone remained in awe, and everyone walked very hard—even though the Tianjie Street was wide, even if the road ahead was straight, but with the slow pace of the saint, the increase of the group, and the tension of everyone, it was still It is inevitable that there will be a wave-like chaos where you have to wait for a few breaths after walking a few steps.

And this kind of chaos gives people an unprecedented pressure.

Because no one dares to really cause chaos, no one dares to surpass their superiors and elders, no one dares to step out of their own group, and no one dares to complain, let alone express dissatisfaction. It seems that sneezing at this time is an attack on the entire system To express dissatisfaction is to make an enemy of everyone except yourself.

Even great masters, grand masters, princes and generals, even heroes, seem so weak at the moment, because they know that other heroes, other princes and generals, other masters, great masters, are among them, Like everyone else, they are part of the largest organizational system in the world.

At this moment, all the careerists held their breath.

At this moment, all the self-confessed strongmen re-evaluated the strength of Wei.

At this moment, everyone is cautious, and everyone seems to have directly or indirectly awakened to the fundamental truth - people are group animals after all, and the greatest power always comes from organized people.

Among them was Zhang Xing.

Even though Zhang Xing knew very well that this was a sage's gimmick, it was a gimmick made to frighten all officials, the Eastern Capital, and the central government, so as to ensure that no one would dare to oppose his plan today, but Zhang Xing was still frightened. Living.

Because the crushing of multiple orders of magnitude is right in front of you, Dawei seems to be the whole world, and you are just one person.

From Ziwei Palace to Duanmen, it is about half of the north-south length of the Eastern Capital, that is, a distance of about ten miles, but it took the saint several hours, from morning to afternoon, to complete this journey of suffering.

And then, it is still the moment for the saint to perform alone.

Without changing his clothes, the emperor went directly to the hundreds of Taoist priests waiting here... Zhang Xing saw so many Taoist priests in this world for the first time, they greeted the emperor, asked him to sit under the huge golden pillar, and then It was divided into five, and formed a simple formation that can be seen at a glance along the structure of the surrounding buildings.

It was the typical four-element formation that Zhang Xing had seen at the Black Tower of Jing'an Terrace.

However, Zhang Xing, who followed the emperor to the formation, could see clearly that compared to the black tower, most of the practitioners were in the four wings representing the four imperial powers. This time, more Taoist priests were concentrated in Among the three layers of inner rings that represent Sanhui... the colors of their clothes also have corresponding contrasts, and the four wings are just showing off.

And almost immediately, just looking at the clothes of the Taoist priests, Zhang Xing sensed a huge amount of true energy, and because of the formation, it began to gather around him, then quickly restrained, and turned his attention to other places .

Looking around, Zhang Xing discovered that tens of thousands of troops from the Fifth Army were waiting in formation in the wilderness further south, and countless scholars and people from the Eastern Capital were also crowding on both sides to watch, while Zhao Guang and Sima The real cavalry had already formed a large circle around the field... Those who followed from the street before were completely divided from the small armed group behind them, and those in front followed the saint to the Dajinzhu building complex However, the civil and military officials and countless palace servants, servants, and Jinwu guards have not yet fully entered the arena at this time, and can only be arranged at an accelerated pace along the area surrounded by the cavalry.

Everyone is working hard, only the sage is sitting and looking down, as if emphasizing that sentence:

In this world, only the emperor can dominate.

After an unknown period of time, all civil and military officials finally filled the circular field.

And at this time, as if by coincidence, a majestic zhenqi surged from the formation for Zhang Xing.Then everyone could see with their naked eyes that a stream of radiance and true energy representing Sanhui orthodoxy gathered and formed like a wave, hovering around the Taoist priests' formation as if they were living things, and quickly gathered in the middle, and then followed The huge golden pillars formed a solid golden ring.

The golden ring rolls upwards along the golden pillars, and where it passes, the golden pillars shine brightly, reflecting in all directions; crossing the two blue and red dragons, there is even a faint dragon chant; and as for the top, the three-hui sculpture is even more shining for a while.

This scene made the people on the outside completely at a loss, and then bowed down suddenly, and the formation of hundreds of officials, the formation of the upper five armies, also began to bow down, and soon led almost everyone— —The rest dare not not worship.

Even Zhang Xing and Bai Yousi, who were in the circle, also looked at each other and bowed to the big golden pillar.

It can be said that this is a spontaneous performance.

But what's interesting is that for the vast majority of people in the periphery, no one can tell whether they are worshiping the Sanhui Golden Pillar or the saint.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Zhang Xing, who was just a few dozen steps away from the emperor with his head bowed and one knee on the ground, seemed to hear a heavy panting, as if someone had finally seen the sun after suffering many days of grievances.

However, that extremely intelligent man knew as well as Zhang Xing that this was not enough—sovereign power comes from ritual, tradition, and glory, and the master of this gasp, currently blessed by tradition, has staged the grandest ceremony , but still has to get back the glory he lost in the cloud.

Where is the glory?

He should know that the elites in Kansai have already had an ambiguous attitude towards him. Under such circumstances, the Wu Clan who are separated by Dumo cannot effectively enter.

There seems to be only one answer.

Just when Zhang Xing bowed his head and was thinking wildly, the sage had already stood up respectfully and completed the salute for the Sanhui Dajinzhu, offering incense, then retreating, and bowed down again. worship ceremony.

Immediately afterwards, Niu Dugong's voice seemed to come from all directions, and rang around the venue:
"The ceremony is over! All officials and civilians stand up!"

Everyone felt relieved, and then got up, Zhang Xing also sneered in his heart, and then got up.

Turning around, just standing firm, Niu Dugong's voice sounded again:
"The sage has a purpose, the four seas are natural, and the Dongyi is rebellious. If it is not eliminated, the three brilliance will not flourish, and the four royals will not be safe. I am the emperor, and I will obey the fate of heaven. I will personally lead millions of warriors. The ugly ones will unify the world and unite the four seas, and the Nan Ya and the Ministry of War will prepare immediately, and the conquest will begin in spring."

Before the voice fell, there was another loud noise around the big golden pillar in front of Duanmen.

As far as the eye can see, many people showed complex expressions mixed with fear and bewilderment. Some even staggered and fell to the ground just as they stood up. They were all overwhelmed by the news of the third conquest of Dongyi.

It may be because Zhang Xing had already guessed that this would happen. This time, Zhang Xing had no killing intent at all, not even a little anger and no... He was even sure that no one could oppose the sage today and drag this matter away. return.

Maoren Shengren painstakingly led everyone through such a journey, making everyone exhausted, terrified, and fearful, just for this scene.

And on this occasion, even the bravest and most loyal ministers who care about Wei have to consider a major question, that is, is opposing the saint at this time also opposing Wei and weakening Wei's authority?

After glancing at Qin Bao and Bai Yousi, Zhang Xing was a little curious, why did they feel strange when they were so smart?To be shocked?
In the chaos, Su Wei, the Prime Minister of the Nanya Office, and Duan Wei, Minister of the Ministry of War, walked up in a daze under everyone's eyes and expectations. In front of the huge golden pillar, he was the first to bow down and bow down.

Then, a scene happened that made Zhang Xing change a little bit and reflect on himself.

After Su Wei in purple robe bowed down, he hesitated for a moment, but his eyes were still complicated, and he asked seriously: "Your Majesty, can we clean up the land of Jin first, and then conquer Dongyi? I heard that there are already tens of thousands of people in Jin land." Thieves, if we can gather them, wouldn't we kill two birds with one stone?"

To be honest, at this moment, in this situation and in this situation, it is not easy to be able to say these words.

The sage also seemed a little surprised. He took a serious look at his prime minister, but he didn't have a fit. He just smiled and replied, "It's okay, I have decided to send the British prince out of Taiyuan. With him, Jin can always be settled down. Maybe you can kill two birds with one stone according to your strategy.”

Su Wei was silent for a while, and wanted to say something more, but after meeting the eyes of the saint, he finally nodded, and wanted to accept Dugong Niu's order in public.

But for some reason, Dugong Niu didn't move.

The sage looked at it in surprise, but followed Niu Dugong's gaze and saw a person coming up boldly from below, and then his back felt chills—that was his uncle, Cao Lin, the prime minister of Jing'an Taichung.

It seemed reasonable for Cao Lin to appear on the stage, but in fact, Zhang Xing, an outsider, was as surprised as a saint.

Especially the sage, he almost trembled all over himself, and even glanced at Bai Yousi obviously, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, just narrowed his eyes, and stared hard at the visitor in a crowned posture .

"His Majesty."

Uncle Cao came to the bottom of the steps, saluted respectfully in the eyes of everyone, then stood up proudly, and asked softly in the winter wind. He did not learn from Niu Dugong to use his true energy to let people hear his words, but more like an ordinary conversation between uncles and nephews, monarchs and ministers . "Your Majesty wants to conquer Dongyi three times, and personally?"

"Yes." The sage seemed to be answering calmly.

"Who initiated it?" Uncle Cao asked earnestly.

"Lai Zhan'er stayed in Jiangdu, and Zhou Xiaoming, the deputy stayed behind; Li Cheng, the governor of Youzhou... plus Mr. Zhang, a young man from Nanya." The saint blurted out. "Also, I also consulted Sima Xianggong, Bai Xianggong, Da Zhang Xianggong, and Yu Xianggong temporarily this morning. They all said it was very good, even Niu Xianggong and Su Xianggong did not object."

"Only there is no counselor?" Uncle Cao asked again with complicated eyes.

"I think that most of the Nan Yamen agree, and most of the senior generals in the army also agree. Even if the emperor's uncle opposes it alone, it is not enough to shake the overall situation. Besides, the emperor's uncle is the pillar of the great Wei after all. If he wants to stay in Dongdu and watch his tower ...There is no further consultation." The saint took a deep breath and tried to use a calm tone to remind. "Why, does the emperor really want to fight against the world with one person?"

After saying this, the emperor spread out his hands as if he just remembered something, and showed off his full set of crowns.

"There's no reason for that, and I don't have that ability." Uncle Cao said calmly. "Up to now, I just want to make a bet with His Majesty..."

"What bet?" The emperor was caught off guard.

"If the campaign against Dongyi wins, I will resign and return to my hometown in Kansai. I will no longer participate in government affairs, and I will not allow Your Majesty to leave any room for the old minister." Uncle Cao raised his hands and spoke clearly. Although it was an understatement, it was like thunder on the ground. "However, if the conquest of Dongyi is defeated again, Your Majesty must appoint a minister to be Prime Minister to assist His Majesty in revitalizing the Wei Dynasty."

Like everyone else, the emperor suddenly changed color.

But after a while, the majestic Lord of Wei nodded in public:

"Just follow the emperor's uncle."

In the evening, Zhang Xing and Qin Bao returned to their home in silence.

At this time, Bai Yousi was already waiting in the courtyard, and after seeing the visitor, he blurted out: "Zhang Xing, why didn't anyone stop the saint from marching east?"

Qin Bao, who had been looking for an answer for a long time, also immediately looked at his third brother Zhang.

"Did your father stop you?" Zhang Xing was not polite. "If your father can't stop it, the others can't stop it either."

Bai Yousi breathed heavily, and immediately asked again: "Why did the saint do this?"

"He wants to do it." Zhang Xing, who directly passed the opponent, seemed to be angry.

"Are you angry with me?" Bai Yousi frowned.

"No, you are upset." Zhang Xing who came to the main room stopped and looked back. "I'm replying to you seriously... He wants to do it, so he does it."

"I don't understand."

"He is the emperor. In order to ascend the throne, for his own position, and to be able to dominate and not be ruled by others, he killed all his brothers, killed his sister's descendants, and killed more than half of the old ministers; In order to save face, and to get rid of the former emperor, he used countless manpower and lives to build the Eastern Capital, built the Ming Hall and the Great Golden Pillar, and used soldiers to subdue the Wu Clan, and defeated the Dongyi twice... dare to ask such a person , how can you tolerate Yunnei's arrow?" Zhang Xing turned around and stood upright, looking straight. "Now he wants to defeat Dongyi to prove that he is still a wise and mighty saint. Naturally, countless people who have been tempered by him and who know his temperament will follow his will... He is a saint, he is an emperor, today's You have seen the power and power, he wants to do it, so he does it."

"But, so what if you lose?" Bai Yousi continued to ask while holding the long sword. "How dare he make that bet with Zhong Cheng?"

"Why didn't he dare?" Zhang Xing asked immediately. "Although the conquest of Dongyi is laborious and costly, it is actually justified; although it will cost many lives and injuries to conquer Dongyi, it actually has a great chance of winning... right? You and I both know that the biggest reason for the failure of this conquest is, It is precisely the sage himself, but the sage does not admit it, nor does he feel that way from the bottom of his heart...so from the sage's point of view, this battle is definitely a victory."

"You guessed it a long time ago, didn't you?" Bai Yousi sighed for a moment. "At Da Jin Zhu's place today, your expression didn't change at all."

"Yes."

"But why?" Bai Yousi didn't have time to ask, and at the same time glanced at the direction of the gate. "Such a big matter, even if you guessed it, you are still so calm?"

Just as Zhang Xing was about to answer, someone rushed over suddenly, pushed open the door, and then leaned on the door frame and asked out of breath:

"Zhang Sanlang, the sky is falling, do you know that?"

"The sky is falling, and I have a tall man to hold it up." Zhang Xing blurted out, seeming to be answering Li Ding who just broke in, and also seeming to be answering Bai Yousi. "What does it matter to me, and what does it matter to you? One by one, those who don't know think they are loyal ministers and filial sons of Wei!"

After finishing speaking, this person actually left everyone behind and went directly to the main room to drink tea.

Several people in the courtyard, Bai Yousi and Li Ding looked at each other, Qin Bao's face turned red, but it was Yue Niang who poked her head out after a long while and asked earnestly, "Is Mr. Zhang going to eat New Year's Eve dinner now? Sister Bai and Mr. Li Are you celebrating the New Year here too?"

Speaking of which, tonight is actually New Year's Eve.

PS: Good night everyone.

(End of this chapter)