Judge of the Lamp

Chapter 839
The emperor wants to make Hong Zhenji the crown prince.

All the courtiers present had the urge to look up at the god, but they didn't dare.

It is normal for the father to eventually reach the son during the change of kings.

It is actually normal for a brother to end up with a younger brother, but it is not normal in the Qiancheng Kingdom because there is no precedent.

Grand Master Kong Zhongshen couldn't help but said: "Shenjun, the two holy sons are still here, this move may not conform to the ancient rules."

Li Quangen quietly uncovered the spell, and the god replied: "Very good."

What does very good mean?
Does this mean that the Grand Master's suggestion is good, or does it have other meanings?

Grand Master Kong looked confused, and Li Quangen also felt embarrassed.

Why did such a sentence come out?
Didn't the head say that this puppet can say a few words?

Back and forth, why just these two sentences?

Kong Zhongshen couldn't understand Shenjun's intention, so he quickly added: "Thousands of princes of all dynasties were selected from among the holy sons..."

"Is this what you should ask?" Shenjun interrupted Kong Zhongshen.

Kong Zhong trembled for a while. In Qiancheng Kingdom, the courtiers really shouldn't have any doubts about the gods.

However, Kong Zhongshen has been secretly supporting the succession of the Three Holy Sons. Although he himself has become a great minister, the future of his children and grandchildren rests on the Three Holy Sons.

Who would have thought that the crown prince would be Shu Wang Hong Zhenji?
I only blame myself for being old and dim-sighted. Over the years, I have not seen the mind of the god.

Forget it, I can't talk anymore, if I continue talking, I will not only offend the god, but also offend the crown prince.

Kong Zhongshen said nothing, and all the officials were silent.

Hong Zhenji was very nervous.

Hearing that he was going to be established as the crown prince, Hong Zhenji was very excited for a moment, and then regained his composure.

He consciously knew the temperament of the emperor's brother, and he felt that it was impossible for the emperor's brother to pass on the throne to him no matter what.

Yunhou said that the throne was snatched, not sent by others.

This is a temptation, the god must be testing himself!

Everyone looked at Hong Zhenji, now it was time for Hong Zhenji to express his opinion.

Thank you directly?

Doesn't that mean that he can be the crown prince?
Can't be so stupid.

Give it a go first and see what attitude the gods have.

Three requests and three concessions are the foundation of ancient etiquette. If the gods allow me three times, then they will sincerely establish me as the heir.

"Shenjun, my brother, how can He De..."

"I am the Son of Heaven!"

Shenjun suddenly roared, frightening all the officials, and Hong Zhenji almost lost his soul.

Liang Yuyao was not afraid. Upon hearing this sentence, Liang Yuyao was sure that this god was not Hong Juncheng, but a puppet made by Xu Zhiqiong.

Hong Zhenji was terrified, and quickly kowtowed: "My brother is sincere and fearful, and my brother respectfully obeys God's grace!"

Li Quangen stuck the charm back and wiped off his cold sweat.

Thanks to this sentence coming out in time.

What time is it, Shu Wang is still thinking about making three requests and three concessions, so he hasten to settle the matter before we talk about it.

Shenjun made a promise, King Shu agreed, and the matter of the prince was settled.

Shenjun raised his hand again, and Qin Yan hurriedly read out the second imperial decree: "The civil uprising started because of tax collection. Now all states and counties are ordered to suspend the collection of autumn tax to ease the resentment of the people."

The Minister of the Household Department and the Minister of the Ministry of War let out a sigh of relief one after another.

This is the truth, and the gods have found the crux of the civil uprising.

With this imperial decree, the civil uprising will subside, just around the corner.

The emperor seldom spoke, and seemed a little sleepy. After issuing these two imperial decrees, the courtiers thought that tonight's court meeting would come to an end.

Not yet, Shenjun raised his hand again, and Qin Yan read out the third imperial decree: "Qiancheng and Xuanguo have the same language and similar customs. They should cultivate a good alliance together. The matter of forming an alliance between the two countries will be handled by the prince."

This is officially putting the alliance between Daxuan and Qiancheng on the agenda.

The courtiers of the pro-Xuan faction showed joy, while the courtiers of the pro-tu faction were full of worries.

Grand Master Kong Zhongshen is an important figure in the pro-Tu faction, and it can even be said that he is another big leader after Hong Zhenkang.

He realized now that he was on the wrong team.

I'm really old, and I can't see through some things.

Shenjun treated Xuanguo's envoys preferentially. During this period, he was repeatedly provoked, but he was still not annoyed, which shows that Shenjun had long been inclined to form an alliance with Xuanguo.

It was Hong Zhenji who was responsible for welcoming the envoys of Xuanguo at the beginning. At that time, the emperor might have thought of passing on the idea of ​​being in King Shu.

I blame myself for being stupid, but I didn't see the situation clearly.

After King Shu succeeds to the throne, will he easily let go of the courtiers of the pro-tu faction?

I'm back in line now, is there still time?
Shenjun raised his hand again and asked Qin Yan to read the fourth edict.

"In the city of Shenlin, there are evil spirits making trouble. From today onwards, all the officials in the court will stay overnight in the hall of Shenjun. Without permission, they are not allowed to go out. The forbidden army is strictly guarding the surrounding area."

for what?

All the ministers stay overnight in the palace?
This kind of thing is unheard of!

Before the courtiers could express their meaning, the emperor raised his hand again, and Qin Yan shouted: "Scatter the court!"

The meeting is over.

Li Quangen supported Shenjun and left the Enwei Hall.

Qin Yan followed closely behind, thinking to herself: It's easy for a god to be a king, as long as he can speak three sentences, it's enough.

These four imperial decrees were prepared in advance by Qin Yan and Li Quangen according to Xu Zhiqiong's instructions.

After promulgating these four imperial decrees, the affairs in the palace are more than half over.

The emperor left, and all the officials got up one after another, not knowing where to live.

The imperial palace of Qiancheng Kingdom is called the Great Hall of the Divine Sovereign. In the front part of the Great Hall of the Divine Sovereign, there are hundreds of empty houses. It is not difficult to accommodate these courtiers.

Liang Yuyao looked around and asked, "Do I want to live here too?"

A servant came forward and said, "His Royal Highness, this way please, the servants have already cleaned the bedroom for you."

All the ministers felt at ease when they heard the words.

Everyone has a bedroom, and living in the palace is not bad.

But after Liang Yuyao left, there was no servant to arrange bedrooms for the other courtiers.

After waiting for a long time, Yue Liusheng walked into the Enwei Hall with a group of servants carrying bedding.

"Come on, my lords, each get a set of bedding."

What does this mean?
Flooring?
Grand Master Kong asked in surprise, "But we want to sleep here?"

Yue Liusheng frowned and said, "My lord, why are you sleeping here? This is the Great Hall of Enwei! This is the kindness of the gods, why did you pick it?"

Master Kong was speechless for a while.

This waiter speaks so rampantly!

All the ministers glared at each other, Yue Liusheng just pretended not to see it.

Being able to sleep in the Great Hall of Enwei is indeed a gift.

After leaving the imperial palace, birds like you don't know if you can live until tomorrow.

Hurry up to tomorrow, there will be better days soon.

But whether he can survive tonight depends on the means of the head and Lord Hou.

Yue Liusheng tapped the painting on his chest.

……

Hong Juncheng turned over Yangye Mountain, went to Qixiang Ridge, searched among the barren mountains for more than two hours, and finally saw the figures of Hong Huayun and a group of servants in a mountain stream.

This mountain stream is a dead end, with cliffs on three sides and only one exit.

When Hong Juncheng walked into the mountain stream, his domineering aura surged, causing Hong Huayun and all the servants to keep their heads down, and their neck bones were almost broken.

A servant who knows some yin and yang techniques, driven by instinct, took out the mercury and medicine powder that he carried with him, and wanted to set up a magic circle.

But just as the magic circle took shape, the yin and yang energy summoned were instantly dispelled by the domineering energy.

This valley has been filled with arrogance, and a cultivator at his level is already unable to cast any spells.

The valley is very long, about ten miles long.

Everyone knew that Hong Juncheng was slowly approaching, but everyone was helpless.

Hong Juncheng was walking in the mountain stream, he was trying his best to restrain his anger, he was reminding himself of one thing repeatedly.

He wanted to kill all the servants, but to keep Hong Huayun alive.

No matter how annoyed he was, Hong Huayun had to live.

There was a sound of gurgling water ahead. Is there a source of water in this valley?
A burst of pungent sulfurous gas wafted over, this was no ordinary water source.

Bamboos and dragons staggered all around, as if someone had drawn down the hot spring on the mountain.

A young man in front, wearing a rough jacket and a soft scarf on his head, stepped forward to greet him with a smile, "Master, how many are you?"

This is Tangquan?

Hong Juncheng's cheeks twitched, and some memories that touched the soul flooded into his mind.

Seeing that Hong Juncheng didn't speak, the waiter smiled and asked again: "Master, do you want to soak in the spring or stay in the hotel? Our water is slippery, rocks are slippery, and people are slippery too. Why don't you soak in the hot spring for a while, and I'll give you the room." Prepare some food and wine, and call the two girls over."

Huazhou, this is Huazhou...

Hong Juncheng's cheeks trembled again, and he swung his sleeves suddenly.

Under the fierce domineering, the man's figure disappeared.

Such a powerful illusion, even I can't see the flaws.

Not only is it done meticulously, but the illusion is still on my sore spot.

Whose method is this?

It seems to be a joke!

This bird dares to attack me at this time?
Hong Juncheng's anger was ignited again, but the warmth from his feet gradually extinguished his anger.

Hong Juncheng leaned over and saw his legs sinking into the water.

The water was very clear, and the water surface was rippling with layers of heat.

Or Tang Quan?

I have already soaked in the spring water?

Hong Juncheng touched the spring water, the greasy touch made his body tremble violently.

This is Tangquan in Huazhou...

Hong Juncheng's primordial spirit was a little unstable.

He suddenly released his domineering energy, trying to dispel the illusion again.

He failed, layers of water waves are still around.

Moreover, his body sank deeper and deeper in the hot spring, and his whole body was completely wrapped by the warm spring water.

Domineering can't dispel this illusion!
Hong Juncheng changed his method. He closed his eyes and let the aura of grandeur flow around his body, causing the illusion around him to shake.

Confucian innocence technique!One of the best weapons to dispel illusions.

After more than a dozen inhalations, Hong Juncheng opened his eyes, the surrounding springs still hadn't disappeared, and he was still soaking in the springs.

A woman took off her clothes, carried a bamboo basket, came to the spring, and walked to Hong Juncheng's side.

She took out a jug of wine from the bamboo basket, warmed the wine with the temperature of the spring water, poured a glass, and handed it to Hong Juncheng's mouth.

Hong Juncheng was in a trance. He picked up the wine glass and was about to take a sip.

He suddenly opened his mouth wide and swallowed the wine glass.

Not just the wine glass, but also the woman in front of him. He grabbed the woman in front of him and stuffed it into his mouth bit by bit, just like when he devoured Gongsun Wen.

Next is a pool of soup!
Hong Juncheng bent down, put his mouth into the pool, gulped, and drank all the water in the spring.

The last is the mist, Hong Juncheng also swallowed up the mist around Tangquan.

Gluttonous fifth-grade skill, giant phagocytosis!
Tangible Qi can be swallowed, and invisible power can also be swallowed.

Real skills can be swallowed, and illusory techniques can also be swallowed.

Relying on this giant phagocytosis, Hong Juncheng swallowed the illusion in front of him, as well as the power that constituted the illusion.

He chewed carefully in his mouth for a long time, tasted the taste, and raised his eyebrows uncontrollably: "The illusion formed by the power of imagery, no wonder it is difficult to dissolve it with Confucianism, Xu Zhiqiong, you are not dead yet?" ?”

Xu Zhiqiong's laughter came from the mountain stream: "Shenjun, how can I let you go."

Hong Juncheng suddenly swung his breath, and roared: "Since I can't let go, I'll give you an extra ride!"

(End of this chapter)