Qiankun Storyteller

Chapter 53 Anger
"Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it!"

"Bao Zheng died for rebellion today!"

Su Wen's words resounded loudly, on the big stage, in the hearts of everyone, it will last for a long time, it will not be calmed for a long time!
"This……"

Taoist Zhang Zhou wiped his forehead to shake off the non-existent sweat, and then looked at the monk Yunzhen beside him.

"Amitabha!"

Monk Yunzhen recited the Buddha's name softly, closed his eyes, and turned the beads in his hand quickly, obviously his heart was not at peace.

"it is good!!!"

Around the two of them, all the ghosts were boiling, and the wind and air-conditioning clamored for applause.

They are ghosts and ghosts, whether they are living or after death, their realm is not high, their knowledge is not much, and their minds are even more incomplete.

But they still have feelings, feelings and self, even stronger and purer than strangers.

They didn't know what Su Wen's words and Bao Zheng's words contained and meant, but they felt inexplicably empathetic, and there was an unprecedented emotion erupting from the heart, the depths of the soul, extremely fiercely.

what is that?
That is anger!
That is the anger of the people's livelihood, the anger of the people, the anger that has been suppressed for thousands of years, oppressed for thousands of years, cannot be released, and dare not be released!

……

One sentence, inside and outside the book, is full of uproar.

Su Wen patted the table, pretending to be Renzong: "Bold!"

Then he turned to the narration: "Baogong's words made Renzong furious, and even the grand master Pang Ji and all the civil and military officials were shocked. There was an uproar in the government and the public. At this time, they came back to their senses and spoke out angrily to Baogong. "

"Bao Zheng, you are presumptuous!"

"Master Bao, how can you do this?"

"Bao Heizi, how dare you speak outrageous words?"

"You are insane and bullying, are you trying to rebel?"

Su Wen knocked on the folding fan and looked down the stage: "Why are all the officials in such an uproar?"

"Seeing what Duke Bao said, it's really treasonous!"

"Water can carry a boat, or capsize it?"

"What is water, what is a boat?"

"The people are water, the king is a boat!"

"When the boat is overturned, the king will be overturned!"

Su Wen sighed and said, "Duke Bao pointed directly at Renzong, saying that the king was overthrown, such a rebellious and immoral statement, naturally aroused Renzong's anger, and all the officials were in an uproar."

"At this time, the government and the public were in an uproar. Only the Grand Master Pang Ji was secretly delighted. Bao Gong's wild words showed that Renzong had the intention to indulge him lightly, so he can't be protected at this moment, let alone..."

Su Wen knocked on the folding fan, and said in a deep voice: "Renzong is also furious, he glared at Bao Gong from the dragon chair, and asked sharply: Bao Zheng, what do you mean?"

"Bao Gong knelt under his highness, but he was not afraid at all: water can flow without a boat, can it still flow without a boat?"

"After Bao Gong said it, regardless of what Renzong said, he stood up and faced the king's angry eyes:

"The people have no king, they are still the people!"

"You have no people, or are you king?"

"..."

Under the stage, Taoist priest Zhang Zhou swallowed his saliva, and unconsciously turned his eyes to other places, while monk Yunzhen closed his eyes and chanted sutras, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

Only a group of ghosts and ghosts are raging, the wind is howling, and the air-conditioning is noisy, bringing this middle street stage into the vastness.

Su Wen didn't care, and continued: "Bao Gong's words shocked the government and the public, and all civil and military officials were in an uproar!"

"Bao Zheng, you are presumptuous!"

"You dare to say such rebellious and outrageous words outrageously. Could it be that you want to rebel!"

"Not bad!"

Su Wen knocked on the folding fan, and said in a deep voice: "Duke Bao confronted Renzong directly, in front of the civil and military officials of the Manchu court: Bao Zheng is going to rebel today, there is a black gauze on the top, and a human head on the neck, if your majesty wants it, you can take it!"

"Bao Zheng!"

Su Wen changed the voice again, pretending to be Renzong: "Do you think I dare not kill you?"

"When the Son of Heaven got angry, what was Bao Zheng's one man buried with millions of corpses?"

Bao Gong faced the angry emperor directly, and said fearlessly: "Your Majesty only knows that when the people are angry, the emperor bestows the head!"

"..."

Under the stage, Taoist priest Zhang Zhou took a sip of wine for himself, and monk Yunzhen stopped making comments because of fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

Only the ghosts are making noise and disturbing the world.

"Snapped!"

Su Wen patted Xingmu and suppressed the noise: "When the people got angry, the emperor conferred the head. These words were like a thunderstorm. They exploded in the court hall. All the officials fell silent, and even Renzong was suppressed. On the chair, pale and unable to move!"

"After such a long time, all the talents gradually came back to their senses. Emperor Renzong held the dragon chair with one hand, and said to his highness Bao Gong: The anger of the people, what a anger of the people, Bao Zheng, you really think you are the blue sky above the heads of the people. If I kill you, the world will be turned upside down, right?

"This remark is heartbreaking!"

"Baogong is not afraid at all: "Mere Bao Zheng, he is not worthy of the people's anger. If the people are angry, they will turn against the sky. However, it can be defeated by flipping hands, how can the common people be against our great Song iron armor, elite soldiers in hundreds of battles, kings and scholar-bureaucrats rule the world, why are they afraid of the wrath of mere grassroots people? "

"..."

Under the stage, Taoist priest Zhang Zhou shook his hands and almost broke the wine jar. Monk Yun Zhen trembled, and there were some wet marks on his back.

Su Wen saw it, but ignored it: "Baogong's words are even more heartbreaking, causing Emperor Renzong and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty to freeze in place, unable to utter a word, and there is only a dead silence in the Jinluan Palace."

"So, Bao Gong kept on, and cupped his hands to the king again: "Your Majesty, you rule the world with the princes of Gungun on this temple. If you dare to rebel, how can you rebel, if you rebel, what can you do... This great Song Dynasty will surely be able to sit firmly for generations to come! "

"Bao Zheng!"

Bao Gong’s words were like sharp blades, not only the faces of civil and military officials in the court were pale, but Emperor Renzong who was sitting on the dragon chair was also sweating profusely, but he still braced his body and face, shouting fiercely on the outside and soft on the inside; what do you want to say in the end?"

Bao Gong shook his head at His Highness, and said: "Bao Zheng just wants to tell His Majesty a few people and a few things. In this case of Pang Yu, there is a sufferer named Tian Zhong, who is the father of Tian Qiyuan."

"Tian Zhong is an illiterate man. He is a farmer and mulberry commoner, a commoner in the market. He is no match for the princes, let alone the grand master, a relative of the emperor. But he and the grand master are generally over sixty years old and have children under their knees."

"Tian Qiyuan was framed by Pang Yu, Jin Yuniang was taken away by Pang Yu, Tian Zhong was a common man, his wife and children were separated in his sixtieth year, his family was destroyed, he had nowhere to sue officials, no place to complain, and he was almost beaten to death by officials."

"Grand Master, you are also a father. Because of the revenge of killing your son, you can move the power of the sky to save your life. That Tian Zhong has no power or power. You are only a farmer and a commoner, an old man in sixty years, but for you To save his son, he was able to travel thousands of miles from Chenzhou to Kaifeng to complain about his grievances, at the expense of his life, regardless of life and death!"

"This is what parents do for their children!"

"As many parents as there are in the world, there are as many Tian Zhongs!"

Su Wen stood up, faced the audience, cupped his hands and said to the ghosts: "The people are like grass, numerous and humble, the king is the son of heaven, ninety-five supreme, but the emperor has human relations, and the grassroots also have human relations. There are millions of grassland corpses, and the grassland people are angry for their children, and they can also be turned into firewood, burning themselves, lighting a spark, and turning into a prairie fire!"

After finishing speaking, Su Wen raised his folding fan and pointed at the sky like a knife like a sword: "This is the wrath of the common people. It can make your emperor's mind tricks and the methods of the powerful and powerful be wiped out. You Ninth Five-Year Supreme, the blood of the prince and grandson spattered three feet, your majesty, the grand master, and the princes of the court, are you... afraid!"

(End of this chapter)