Chaos on the temples: You can't escape if you provoke treacherous ministers

Chapter 841
In the study room, Yan Mu was playing the piano, it was out of tune, it was harsh and unpleasant.

"Your Highness, don't you claim to be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, how can you play the lyre like a bellows, why don't you stop talking about it, our ears can't stand it." Hongxuan shouted, but Yan Mu didn't know Did you hear that it was still playing, and looked very serious.

Hongxuan looked bitterly at Shangguan Xu who was also suffering from the same torture, "Shangguan Duzhu, Your Highness really agreed to the nobleman Meng?"

Shangguan Xu shook his head, "I don't know."

"Meng Guiren said that compared to dancing in the Yueyue Building, it seems that dancing in front of civil and military officials in the court hall is more interesting. Ha, that is the court hall, a solemn and solemn place, where civil and military officials discuss state affairs, but she If you want to dance there, your Highness has to accompany her." Hongxuan was so angry that he blew his beard, "That's not dancing, it's slapping the face of the royal family, the faces of civil and military officials, and the face of Da Rong!"

With a thud, both Hongxuan and Shangguan Xu were taken aback. Seeing that Yan Mu was still playing, the next thing was thumping, which made people feel uncomfortable.

"No, the sound of the piano is fatal, Your Highness, I have to go outside and relax."

Hongxuan got up while talking, Shangguan Xu couldn't bear it anymore and got up, and just as the two fled to the door, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.There was a sudden silence between heaven and earth, and the two breathed a sigh of relief.

"How is this king's piano skills?" Yan Mu raised his eyes and asked.

"Ugly!"

"No arts to talk about!"

Hong Xuan and Shangguan Xu each said a word.

Yan Mu snorted, "She wants me to play the song in red."

"Red clothes song?" Hongxuan was afraid that he had heard it wrong, "The last emperor in the previous dynasty was addicted to wine and sex, and once summoned all the oirans from the Qinlou Chu Pavilion to perform dances for him, and the musicians specially composed this red clothes song .The day when the palace danced and danced to bring peace, was also the time when the righteous teacher broke through the palace gate, and with the melodious music, the previous dynasty fell."

Shangguan Xu closed his eyes, "That's why the Red Clothes Song is also called the Song of the State of War. Although there are some flower houses who can use this song, it must not be used in the hall of elegance, let alone the court."

"And your Highness, if you accompany her, maybe the ministers will throw rotten leaves and rotten eggs on you." Hongxuan said.

Yan Mu glared at Hongxuan, then threw Qin on the table, and leaned back on the chair, "When Mrs. Meng just said this, I really wanted to slap her."

"Then why don't you smoke?"

"This king doesn't hit women."

Shangguan Xu smiled, "If you beat her, those ministers outside Chengtian Palace will starve to death."

"Our Darong's civil servants are not only sharp-tongued, but also have a strong character, but they are powerless." Yan Mu said.

"On paper." Hongxuan concluded.

Then, the three of them fell silent. Right now, they had nothing to say and nothing to do.

In the afternoon, it was extremely hot, and the eunuchs would come to report from time to time that a certain minister had fainted. Yan Mu thought it would be fine if he fainted, at least his life would be saved, but those stubborn ones fainted and sent them home Yes, when I wake up, it will come again, one after another.

In the afternoon, suddenly dark clouds shrouded, the wind was strong, and it rained heavily after a while.Yan Mu, Shangguan Xu, and Hongxuan rushed to Chengtian Palace with an umbrella, but the umbrella was blown away halfway, and the three of them could only run there in the rain.

When he arrived at the gate of Chengtian Palace, separated from the strong wind and rain, he saw those civil servants still kneeling there, despite the wind and rain, he put his hands on the ground and gritted his teeth.

"Your Highness, on weekdays everyone works independently, but when the country is in crisis, everyone can still be united." Hongxuan said loudly.

"We Darong people have this spirit!" Shangguan Xu shouted.

Yan Mu took a deep breath, "Damn, isn't she just playing the piano!"

Isn't it just to be a musician, he is!
Isn't it just playing the song in red? He plays it!
Isn't it just a bad smell for thousands of years, he admits it!
Three days later, today's court meeting, the emperor dragged his sick body to the court, and specially ordered all civil and military officials to attend the court meeting, even King Suping, who was confined to the palace in the name of protection, attended the court.

Above the court hall, the emperor's complexion was indeed not very good, especially the blue eyes under his eyes. Sitting on the dragon chair, he took a breath from time to time, but he was in a very good mood, with a look of great interest.

And the officials lined up on both sides shook their heads and sighed, really not happy.

When the piano sounded, a subjugation song resounded through the court. It was originally a lingering tune, but it sent chills down the spine of the people present.Accompanied by the sound of the zither, Meng Guiren danced lightly in tulle, leaping and turning, with light steps and fluttering belts.

The prince played the piano, the nobles in the palace danced, and the emperor listened and watched.This could not help but make a voice in the hearts of the ministers below: Great Rong is about to die.

All the ministers bowed their heads, as if they had lost confidence in the country.

At the end of the song, Mr. Meng stood on the court hall, looking at the ministers below with a smile.

"Is Bengong good at dancing?"

No one answered, Meng Guiren was upset, and threw himself into the emperor's arms, and sat on the side of the dragon chair at the same time.The emperor did not stop him, but instead scolded the ministers below with anger.

"My lord, are you all deaf?"

The ministers still lowered their heads, and no one stepped forward to answer. I don't know if they dared or silently resisted.

"you……"

"Your Majesty, I'm happy today, why don't I play another song." Yan Mu sat cross-legged on one side and said.

The emperor gave Yan Mu a sideways look, and then asked Mr. Meng if he wanted to hear it.

"The prince's piano skills are superb, so I naturally want to listen."

Only then did the emperor nod at Yan Mu and said, "Play it."

After Yan Muying passed, he put his hands flat on the strings, took a deep breath, and played again. Different from the lingering sorrow of the previous song, this one came like a stormy wave, like thousands of troops rolling in. The sound is passionate, when it is high, it is like a thousand horses in silence, and when it is low, it is like a muffled thunder, sometimes high and sometimes low, stirring people's hearts.

The ministers raised their heads one by one, the frustration was swept away on their faces, and the fighting spirit returned to their chests.

There is still hope for Darong, and Darong will not perish!

This is the song of breaking the formation, and the Great Rong will be like this song, and will eventually break through the formation!

Under the passionate sound of the piano, the nobleman Meng really yawned again and again, begging the emperor to take her back to rest.The emperor also had a headache when he heard it, and there was an expression of impatience on his face.

"Okay, stop playing!"

The emperor let out a drink, but the high-pitched piano sound drowned out his words, and Yan Mu didn't hear it.He frowned, and simply dragged Meng Guiren straight down.

At the end of the song, Yan Mu threw Qin aside.

"Ministers, the current situation is very unfavorable to our great glory, but as long as we work together, we will be able to overcome this crisis. We must have a battle with the Southern Jin Dynasty, and this battle must be won. I hope you have confidence , and do your best.”

After the court, Yan Mu took several ministers back to the upper study room. They had to prepare for war in response to the repeated provocations of the Southern Jin Dynasty.

Just as he walked to the door of the upper study room, Shangguan Xu came in a hurry, "Your Highness, the emperor has made the nobleman Meng Meng his queen."

"what?"

"Master Meng is happy."

(End of this chapter)