Qingchuan History

Chapter 891 I would have turned my heart to the bright moon

It was a human head.

It has been ashes and ruined, but the facial features can still be discerned.

Jing Tingge never expected Murong Xun to have such a hand, no wonder one night when he came to Yinliu Zhai, his face was ugly, at that time she thought it was bad news, she kept asking, but in the end she didn't find out why.

It is estimated that Huo Qi's head was chopped off, and then he went to the Imperial Medical Bureau to find a way to save it.

At such a distance, people on the street can't see the facial features of that head clearly.

However, there have been rumors of Huo Qi's death for several days, and he must have completely severed contact with his father and Ruan Moxi. It is easy for them to guess at this moment.

Jing Tingge didn't really want to look at that head, so he glanced at it to confirm, and then looked at Ruan Moxi.

Compared with Huo Xiao, she wanted to see her reaction more, not for any so-called overall situation, just to see if this delicate beauty who once had love in her heart and didn't understand the general situation still had even a little tenderness left.

She is a person who doesn't care much about herself or other people's love. For some reason, she can't get rid of the relationship between Huo Qi and Ruan Moxi.

One night when I fell asleep, I thought about it, and some even hoped that they had thought about each other for a moment.

But Ruan Moxi was calm.

I don't know if it was because she was too far away to see clearly, or if she was really calm. In short, she didn't move, but put away her upturned face and looked at the dense battle formation ahead.

The war horse under Huo Xiao kicked on the spot and neighed softly, revealing the madness of its master.

"Jing Haihou has this reaction, so there is no need for Ting Ge to explain it in detail." She said loudly, more shocking than before, "Huo Qi conspired against him and tried to kill the king! He was killed by the king at a critical moment and died on the spot. The second day of the army's uprising in the name of escort! The beginning of this whole confrontation was written and acted by the Huo family, in order to seize power and replace it! If you really have the sincerity of the world, bear the brunt of it first Kill Jinghaihou! Otherwise ideals will be a cover, and you will all be traitors!"

She paused for a moment,
"Your Majesty has said that the implementation of the new system can be discussed. The premise is that you have to prove that the ideal is indeed an ideal. Huo Qi's rebellion has been confirmed, and it can be proved from top to bottom in the palace. Therefore, Jinghaihou, who is not a member, killed With him, there is the possibility of negotiating and trying a new system."

She paused for another moment.

Suddenly said again: "Queen, what do you say?"

She hasn't said anything about Ruan Moxi and Huo Qi, so she didn't classify Ruan Moxi as mortal.

It is to give an opportunity to increase the disintegration of the opponent's alliance.

"When will I say it can be discussed?" But Murong Xun's quiet voice was heard behind him, hidden in the sound of the piano.

Jing Tingge backhanded his back again and pinched his index finger and thumb to signal him to shut up.

"Sir, don't worry about it." But there was another female voice, softer than Ruan Moxi's voice, but also nice, like a midsummer evening warbler.

Jing Tingge followed the sound and saw Shangguanyan again, moved his eyes down, and finally saw Shangguan concubine standing on the third floor of Qiufa Building.

She wanted to prevent her from plotting against Ruan Moxi, and even more so, to speed up the process so as not to have long nights and dreams. "People have ideals, but also have selfish desires. Those who plan big things don't care about small things! No matter how everyone in the field planned for themselves before that, it is a thing of the past. Jinghaihou is now an ally. The queen understands the righteousness and the secret, and also It will help us push the New Deal to the end. I have just made it very clear that the emperor will immediately issue an edict to abdicate, the country will not have to see blood, the army will not be injured, and I will be able to preserve my strength for reunification."

As if guarding against Jing Tingge's further argument, she paused and said:

"There are not many troops left on the border. If the imperial army fights again, both sides will be injured, and the country will suffer heavy losses. Sir, think twice. Your Majesty, think twice!"

Most people don't know the sound of the piano on the Chenxiang stage, but Ruan Moxi and Shangguan concubine are people who have been with you before, so they can hear it with one ear.

Murong Xun was about to get up when the sound of the piano stopped suddenly, Jing Tingge turned his back for the third time and shook his index finger, telling him to wait.

"Then why didn't you retreat? Knowing that the country was seriously damaged, a group of people with lofty ideals and sages who threatened to serve the country and the people insisted on taking risks and surviving death when the other side was in trouble?!" As the night deepened, the singing in the court became louder. , She herself was also surprised, inexplicably thinking of the word "return to light".

"Because there is no better opportunity than this." Shangguan concubine said in a long voice, "And if we quit now, do we still have a way out?"

The huge imperial city was silent for a moment.

"This is the ambition of the Prime Minister, the ambition of the Shangguan family." Jing Tingge said far away.

"Yes. Mr. said that the new policy does not apply to this generation, but my late father didn't think so." Shangguan's concubine said with a stern expression, "I found out about it too late, so I can't argue with you, but my brother is very clear about the appearance of the new system, the regulations, and its implementation. Please also, brother." ,” she suddenly said,

"In front of the entire Cangwu City, in front of the whole country's sages and lords, come together one by one!"

Except for the different floors, the Shangguan brothers and sisters were standing in exactly the same position.Shangguan Yan had already put away the folding fan, and replaced it with a stack of thick scrolls in his hand.

But he didn't open it in a hurry, instead he held it in his arms and bowed towards the northeast.

That's where the Xiangguo Mansion is located, also on Xianyuan Street. Due to the migration of the whole Shangguan family, it has long since declined, but the gate has never been changed.

Everyone felt that he was worshiping his father, the aspirations of the clan, and the years he had missed when he left home when he was young.

Shangguan Yan, who was born in the highest family in the Wei Kingdom, the eldest son of the Shangguan family, has been wandering all his life since he was a child, walking across the mountains and rivers of the entire continent, staying wherever he wants to stay, except for the Prime Minister's Mansion on Xianyuan Street. , 20 years without entering the house.

Looking at it now, he was able to drift without depravity, become a wealthy businessman and spread his influence all over Qingchuan, not only because of his talent, but also because of his father's protection.

It is impossible for a myth in this world to rely on the strength of only one person.

It's a pity.Jing Tingge watched him prostrating from this side, and the acrimony in his whole body suddenly dissipated by two points.

He also really felt that he was practicing his ideals, or even if he wasn't, at least he was practicing his father's will.

Then he saw him smiling, and he spoke like the wind on a summer night:

"Sixty percent of the content in the volume was written by my late father, and the remaining forty percent was written by my father. I have spent 30 years playing in the world, barely gaining something, and adding to what my father already wrote. It has been ten years." He paused, It seemed that some kind of mood had arisen, suppressing Fang and continuing:

"The additions in the first six years, my late father has read them all, and he still approves them, and made some revisions; the additions in the next three years are just for the next person to see. Oh, some methods, also refer to Qi Jun Gu Xinglang's Opinion - I have served Qi Weichen for more than two years, it is really a false public benefit."

That sudden mood, the moment of pause, should be the death of Shangguan Shuo.Because of his father's death, no one will fix the additions in the next three years.But he kept his words modest, suppressed his prodigal spirit, and put on the light green robe his father often wore.

The gates of the mansions on Xianyuan Street opened at some unknown time.

The soldiers and guards that had been encircling did not stop them. Those officials, old and young, just stood at the door of the house in court uniforms, facing the same direction, looking at the young people on the Qiufa Tower.

It is very similar to Xiangguo.Those peach-blossom eyes that don't look like Xiangguo actually emit the same scorching brilliance as his father.

After these words, the opening remarks are completed.Shangguan Yan saw the scene of Xianyuan Street, bowed to the east and west respectively, and saluted his seniors and peers, and finally unfolded the stack of scrolls.

From right to left, moving a little bit, the words appeared, and he read them accordingly.

First of all, we will discuss the rationale and basis, and then discuss the prototype of the new system, including scholars, farmers, businessmen, and businessmen. We will cover all aspects—the disadvantages of the past and the present, and the good strategies for improvement in the future.

Shangguan Yan was originally a man of outstanding eloquence, standing on a high place and solemnly holding the scroll, his clothes fluttered in the evening wind, making him even more outstanding, making people admire and admire him.

Especially the stack of scrolls he was holding, most of which fell to the ground when he finished reading, which shows its strength. It was the late Xiangguo's hard work all his life, and it was the sincere ideal of this century-old master.

Thousands of troops are no match for the solemnity of this moment, and that solemnity even surpasses the weight of the royal family.

The highest level of one man guarding the gate has never been force.Because force cannot control people's hearts.

In the long night of silence, I looked up at the man on the high platform with thousands of eyes, only to feel that the ideals of the sages really have a place-it turns out that it is not a fantasy, maybe you can give it a try.

"Caomin adheres to the will of the father and the wishes of the family, and what they ask for is nothing more than a try." After listening to the official banquet, he spoke again, facing the higher Chenxiang Terrace in the distance,

"The grassroots would like to make a gentleman's agreement with His Majesty, five years, and the new system will be implemented for five years. If the country is not strong, if this generation does not see a new look, but your Majesty will restore the old system and kill the grassroots!"

There is a lot of information hidden in these words.

It is also very idealistic, as if reaching an agreement at this moment, everyone can retreat unscathed and work together for the next five years.

The sound of the piano had already stopped.

When Murong Xun was reading the long scroll at the Shangguan Banquet, he stood up.

At this moment, he finally moved and walked to the edge of the railing, which was more central than Jing Tingge's position, the position of the Son of Heaven.

He looked at Shangguan Yan with his hands behind his back for a moment.

"Then how do you plan to arrange me for these five years?"

(End of this chapter)