Done! Your Majesty is going to prostitute me for free!

Emperor Jingjiang sat on the dragon chair, his face was majestic and deep, his words were as low as the drums at dusk and the bells in the morning, and his half-smiling expression was like a phosphorus fire in the dark night, flashing with a sharp and subtle meaning of temptation. He spoke slowly: "Lin Aiqing, I heard that all the ministers called you a villain in private. Do you have any excuses or feelings about this?" His words were like a huge stone thrown into the middle of a lake, causing ripples.

When Lin Xiaofeng heard this, a raging wave of anger suddenly rose in his heart, hitting the dam in his heart like the Yellow River pouring back. He knew very well that Emperor Jingjiang had a deep insight into the world and people's hearts. Although he had once saved the situation due to Li Yihao's incident, he was now innocently shouldering the blame. He had a premonition that his future official career would be full of thorns and bumpy roads. At this moment, his eyes accidentally caught Li Dexian's sly eyes in the corner, like a fox quietly showing its tail in the moonlight. This made the indignation in Lin Xiaofeng's heart erupt like a volcano. .

"A humble minister is by no means a villain as the world calls him!" Lin Xiaofeng replied with a steady and powerful voice. Every word was like a hammer hitting a steel plate, making a clanging sound, "Mr. Cai is old and virtuous. His weak posture caused by his frailty and illness is actually human nature, not a result of his character." As soon as these words were spoken, it was like thunder exploding in the hall, and the civil and military officials in the court looked at each other with shock and confusion written on their faces. Their eyes intertwined, trying to find answers in each other's eyes.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the next moment, everyone's inner world was rolling like waves. Several ministers kneeled forward and fell to the ground in panic. Their bodies were shaking, as if these words touched the depths of their souls. The most sensitive and fragile part leaves them with nowhere to hide and can only surrender in front of the truth.

Cai Yingyang's face was like a sunset warmly embraced by the setting sun that was about to sink into the horizon. A red tide of shyness and anger quietly climbed up his cheeks, like clay baked by the scorching sun, revealing a Indescribable heat. His eyes were bulging at this moment, as if two blazing copper bells were burning in a raging fire, and they were locked directly on Lin Xiaofeng's figure. There was enough hatred and anger in them to melt iron and stone, intertwined into an invisible force. But the majestic power can be felt.

His teeth were clenched tightly, making an inaudible friction sound. Every word seemed to be hammered out from deep in his chest, with a loud voice: "You, Lin Xiaofeng, how dare you speak in this solemn and majestic place?" A person in the illustrious court speaks frivolous words and boasts that he is not a young person!" These words were like thunderbolts, instantly breaking the silence in the hall, and the beams and pillars echoed for a long time. Can't disperse.

When Emperor Jingjiang heard this, his face changed rapidly, like the sky with sudden changes in wind and clouds, and his pupils shrank in an instant like the sharp gaze of a falcon when it was preying. He scolded sternly, his voice like a bell, shaking the court: "Don't talk nonsense here, Confusing the public and disrupting the discipline of our court!" Immediately afterwards, Emperor Jingjiang's breath gradually stabilized like the river flowing into the sea. He slowly glanced at the rows of kneeling ministers below, and finally fixed his gaze on the most staunch and upright Cai. Ying Yang's tone was gentle but contained deep meaning. He asked: "Cai Aiqing, you are waiting for this, but you are trying to show your inner dissatisfaction with this kneeling posture, and use it to fight to the ends of the world and to the end of the years." ?”

Facing the emperor's majestic questioning, Cai Yingyang not only did not show any intention of shrinking, but was like a stubborn stone, becoming harder and harder in the wind and frost sword, and his figure appeared taller and taller above the main hall. His broad back is like a vigorous ancient pine, standing straight up with passion and perseverance. Between his brows, like a landscape painting with thick ink splashed on rice paper, there is condensed an unyielding will. That power seems to be able to penetrate the red walls and gold tiles of the Jinluan Hall and reach the sky and clouds.

He responded loudly, his voice like a loud bell and a giant drum, vibrating in every corner: "Your Majesty, if you are in this complicated court, you cannot discern the bead, distinguish the loyal and the treacherous, cannot get close to the virtuous ministers, and stay away from the slanderous villains. , then we, the sincere people, would rather kneel here until the last moment of our lives to make our aspirations clear.”

Lin Xiaofeng stood quietly aside, with ripples rising deep in his heart. He was secretly thinking about how to get rid of the vague suspicions on himself. He even had the idea of ​​changing his name to "Lin Xianchen", so that he could live up to his name. Show your innocence. However, just as this unfinished idea was still swirling in his mind, a cold and deep smile quietly appeared on the corner of Emperor Jingjiang's mouth. That smile was like a frozen lake that suddenly cracked with a cold light and froze in an instant. The air in the entire hall.

At this moment, Lin Xiaofeng's spirit was lifted. It was a feeling of alertness and sharpness, which made him see into His Majesty's attitude like a fire. In this whirlpool of power and intrigue, Emperor Jingjiang would never compromise on this matter. will. Therefore, Lin Xiaofeng chose to remain silent, quietly waiting in the calm before the storm, preparing for the coming storm.

When Emperor Jingjiang saw the scene in front of him, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he took a deep breath of the gloomy air in the palace that was mixed with time and power. He straightened his back, and his voice like a bell reverberated in every corner of the majestic palace: "It seems that all of you, the noble ministers, are particularly passionate about paying homage to this, so I will grant your wish. You might as well do it right here." On the golden steps, continue your pious kneeling. If you are extremely tired and empty, I will send the imperial kitchen to prepare a table full of delicacies for you to enjoy."

Lin Xiaofeng stood among the crowd. Hearing these words, Lin Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows slightly, as if a wisp of cold wind had carved a sharp sneer deep in his heart. His eyes were like the surface of a frozen lake, with undercurrents surging under the ice, and he swore angrily in his heart: These ignorant people dare to openly confront me, and they will definitely pay a painful price far beyond their imagination.

Just as Lin Xiaofeng was trying his best to mobilize the wisdom in his mind and thinking hard about how to launch a desperate counterattack, Cai Yingyang's voice broke through the air again. His voice was tragic and decisive, just like the autumn wind blowing through the wasteland, taking away the last dead leaf. He said loudly and loudly: "I am willing to risk my life and write a letter to remonstrate to defend the way of justice in the world!" This oath was like a huge stone rolling down, hitting the hearts of every courtier in the palace. In an instant, This court dispute that was originally only between powers suddenly escalated. Life and death decisions and moral battles were intertwined, tightly binding everyone's fate together.

Emperor Jingjiang's body was like a cast-iron rock, standing majestically in the splendid palace. The moment he stood up, the complicated and heavy dragon robe made a series of low and long rustling sounds, as if it were the secret words of ancient times. It echoed in the empty hall and resonated with the context of history. Although his movements were slow, they contained a power that could not be ignored. Every step was as steady as a mountain, and he stepped towards the edge of the high platform in the center of the Golden Palace.

He stood there, his pair of deep eyes like an eagle shrouded in twilight, scanning sharply and majestically over the dark crowd of ministers below, filled with endless insight and scrutiny. Under his gaze, the courtiers each showed their inner fluctuations - some looked frightened, sweat dripping from their foreheads, as if they were squeezed out of breath by invisible pressure; some looked in awe, with their heads lowered. Their eyes could not hide their devout worship of the imperial power; some even had cunning curves on their lips, trying to navigate the whirlpool of power with ease.

When Emperor Jingjiang spoke, his voice seemed to come from the abyss of ancient history. It was deep and powerful, and every word was like an oath engraved on bronze, resounding: "You keep claiming that you care about the world, but you don't know whether you care about the world." Are the sufferings, sorrows and joys of the people really engraved in your hearts? For example, if I meet such a scumbag like Li Yihao, I will personally cut off the root of his troubles to rectify the world. Now, you are begging for mercy. I have no objection to this, I just ask you to make your own decision and let me see how much the so-called integrity and courage you talk about can be weighed on the scale of reality."

As the last resonant words of "Retreat to the Dynasty!" fell, Emperor Jingjiang's figure became more majestic and lonely in the interplay of light and shadow, but the silent sense of oppression still permeated the entire Jinluan Palace and lingered for a long time. .

As soon as these words fell to the ground, it was like a thunderbolt flying across the sky. The shocking power of the thunder instantly solidified the hall into a dead silence. The ministers who were originally full of enthusiasm and had great ambitions to govern the country suddenly turned pale, just like the sudden fall of frost. They came here with enthusiasm for the country and the country, but they never imagined that they would grow on the cold and hard stone ground today. Unable to kneel down, I endured the double torture that spread from the depths of my heart to my flesh and blood. The pain was indescribable, as if the years had stagnated in this endless humiliation and depression.

Cai Yingyang, a minister who was famous for his loyalty and steadfastness, felt as if his inner world had fallen into a dark and deep abyss at this moment. His despair flickered in his eyes full of vicissitudes, like a trapped animal. Crying alone in the dark night. He was worried that Emperor Jingjiang's move might shake the foundation of the country, causing the country that had gone through ups and downs to once again face a precarious crisis. The deep worry and powerlessness about the fate of the country weighed on his heart like a boulder.

Just as the hall was filled with a depressing and suffocating atmosphere, all the ministers were silent out of fear, and Emperor Jingjiang looked indifferent and was about to leave with his sleeves rolled up, suddenly someone from the crowd stepped forward. This person was Lin Xiaofeng. On weekdays, He looks like a weak scholar, but he is actually a new scholar with a lot of energy. I saw him stand up resolutely, and his clear and firm voice was like spring thunder, reverberating in the quiet hall: "Your Majesty, please stop for a moment, I still have something to say from the bottom of my heart to you."

Emperor Jingjiang's steps stopped abruptly at that call, as if time had frozen. His body carrying the majesty of the empire slowly rotated, like a historical statue made of bronze, polished by the years and becoming more stable and solemn. His eyes were like a deep ancient well, with ripples surging in an instant. It was the brilliance of doubt and inquiry that flickered in the dimly lit court hall.

"Lin Qing's family." Although Emperor Jingjiang's voice was slightly impatient, he still maintained the solemn demeanor that an emperor should have. Every word was like the collision of gold and stone, and it was loud and clear. "What else do you want to say?" During this period, he not only showed his fatigue with the long court discussions as a great emperor, but also showed his respect and expectation for the advice of his ministers.

Lin Xiaofeng, a loyal minister with the world in mind and affection for the people, stood with his back straight in the majestic court hall. His face looked more solemn due to worry, and his eyes were full of deep concern for the country and the country, as if he carried the expectations and sorrows of millions of people. He did not rush to respond, but chose to ponder for a moment, letting every word brew in his heart, like wine that gets mellower with age.

Finally, when he spoke, his voice was like a bell, resounding through the entire hall: "Your Majesty, if we keep kneeling for a long time, this will not only consume our personal physical strength, but may also touch the foundation of life. Over time, we will hurt our body." They are not just personal muscles, but also the pillars that support the operation of this country. Just imagine, if the ministers who shoulder the important responsibilities of the country and the country become weak and sick because of this, wouldn't it shake the foundation of the country? The livelihood and prosperity of thousands of people, and even the long-term stability of the country?”

As soon as these words hit the ground, they were like thunder after a long drought, instantly exploding a circle of invisible ripples in the solemn and silent hall, and the lingering sound echoed between the beams and pillars, arousing astonishment throughout the room. Hearing this outspoken and sharp-edged argument, everyone seemed to be moved by a force. They all cast their eyes on Lin Xiaofeng in the corner. In their eyes, there was deep admiration and appreciation for Lin Xiaofeng's courage to face authority and his extraordinary courage. , intertwined with worries and speculations about the unknown consequences that this move may cause.

Emperor Jingjiang sat on the dragon chair, with Lin Xiaofeng's deafening words still echoing in his ears. He tilted his head slightly, and a hint of hidden loss and confusion quietly passed between his eyebrows. It was a touch that only the most astute people could understand. Emotional swings that can be captured. His eyes were as deep as an abyss, majestic and questioning intertwined, shining like stars twinkling in the night sky. Emperor Jingjiang's eyes furrowed imperceptibly, and his brows furrowed slightly. Although his tone still maintained the calm imperial demeanor, he revealed the irresistible majesty of the emperor everywhere. He pointed at Lin Xiaofeng, his voice sounded slowly, like gold and stone clashing, and asked: "What does Lin Qing mean by this? Could it be that he thinks that the etiquette rules I have set are biased, or even implies that my move is actually a mistake?" "

Facing the majestic emperor on the throne, Lin Xiaofeng did not show any flinch from the sharp and fierce questioning. On the contrary, he lowered his head more respectfully, like a tough green bamboo in the wind and rain. Keep to its integrity. His eyes were deep and steady, and his tone when he answered was even more solemn and full of respect: "I have no intention of offending the Sacred Heart in the slightest. I just have deep concern for my colleagues in the court and the thousands of people in the world, and I am worried about this lengthy and complicated matter." , The extremely rigid kneeling ceremony is like a silent encroachment. Day after day, year after year, it will quietly become a hidden danger that consumes the energy of our dynasty's talents. "

In this solemn and solemn hall, the room was so quiet that it was as if you could hear the sound of air flowing in the golden splendor. At this moment, Lin Xiaofeng broke the tranquility in an unexpected way. His words were like pearls falling on a jade plate, crisp and sincere, echoing in every corner of the hall: "I dare to ask your Majesty to come to Jinlinfang, where The spring water is crystal clear, pure and flawless, and its buoyancy is rare in the world. If Your Majesty can move here to perform a kneeling ceremony, it will not only maintain the solemnity of the ceremony, but also make the body and mind feel comfortable and relieve fatigue. Being considerate of the benevolence of our ministers can also demonstrate our government’s philosophy of conforming to nature and advocating harmony.”

As soon as these words were spoken, they were like thunder and earth-shattering, instantly causing the entire hall to fall into a strange silence. All the scholars were dumbfounded and looked at each other. Where each other's eyes met, there were mixed emotions of surprise, confusion and incomprehension. They either frowned or opened their mouths slightly, but they could not hide the shock deep in their hearts that was shocked by Lin Xiaofeng's sudden proposal. For a moment, no one dared to be the first to break the silent atmosphere.

Wang Jingwen, a man as restrained and witty as a deep pool, is now raising his eyes that have seen the vicissitudes of life from the complicated and densely packed memorials. His gaze passed through the bustling figures of the ministers, and rested long and calmly on Lin Xiaofeng, like a beam of light containing endless wisdom and profound meaning. It included both praise for the outstanding performance of the younger generation and attention to detail. The color of scrutiny. The emotion flowing in this gaze is extremely rich, as if it is an unspoken history, quietly conveyed through the eyes at this moment.

At this time, when Emperor Jingjiang heard the suggestion made by Lin Xiaofeng, his expression changed rapidly. First, a look of astonishment passed over his face, and it was as brief as a cold wind blowing across the lake in winter and disappeared in an instant. Immediately afterwards, the astonishment was quickly replaced by a knowing smile. The laughter was like the warm wind blowing gently across the lake in early spring, causing ripples one after another, carrying the kindness and wisdom of the royal majesty.

Emperor Jingjiang clapped his hands lightly. Although the movement was slight, it seemed particularly powerful. His admiration was obvious and could not be expressed in words: "Wonderful! Lin Aiqing, the strategy you proposed is really insightful and touches my heartstrings deeply. I have decided to respond to your suggestion. Please, drive to Jinlinfang immediately! My dear friends, please change into your regular clothes quickly. Don’t lose the dignity of the royal family in the streets and make people laugh. You know, my royal face is the common people in the world. A mirror in the heart." His words were loud and precise, and their connotation was not only an encouragement to the ministers, but also an expectation for them to jointly safeguard the dignity of the royal family. On one side, Bai Yongyuan stood side by side with several other important officials of the imperial court. They saw those bachelors who were still lying on the ground because of Lin Xiaofeng's words, and their hearts were filled with endless regret and helplessness like spring water lapping on the shore. They shook their heads gently in unison, and their heavy sighs echoed in the air, like a trace of sadness in the long river of history. These courtiers secretly wondered: Why on earth do these people want to confront Lin Xiaofeng head-on? Looking at Lin Xiaofeng's behavior, although it seems to have no rules and bottom lines, he can always surprise him at critical moments and win in a unique way. It is really elusive and thorough.

The eyes of the bachelors surrounding Lin Xiaofeng were like torches burning with blazing anger, but this blazing emotion had not yet touched the real crisis contained in the land of Jin Linfang. For this group of bachelors who are accustomed to the heights of temples, Jin Linfang is like a forbidden place. They usually avoid it and are determined not to set foot lightly. However, things are unpredictable. Not long after, everyone actually set foot on the road leading to Jin Linfang. Along the way, they were accompanied by forced laughter. The sound extended along with the twists and turns of the road, It is getting farther and farther away, but it seems to be tightly absorbed by the earth and cannot be dissipated.

The expression behind that smile was like the gloomy sky covered with thick dark clouds, becoming increasingly depressed and painful. Every glance, every movement, every sudden stop of laughter embodies their anxiety and struggle in facing unknown challenges, as well as their complex emotions towards Lin Xiaofeng, a mysterious figure. In this silent contest, the expressions of each character are vividly portrayed, like a vivid picture, perfectly displaying the poet's delicate brushwork and profound connotation.

On the long road to the outer city, the extent of the stagnant water was frightening, as if every step was like challenging an all-devouring swamp. When they finally arrived at the dilapidated Jin Linfang after going through hardships, everyone was stunned, with shock and confusion written on their faces. The scene in front of me is like a picture of the end of the world: sewage is flowing in a mighty way, with ruins and broken walls everywhere soaked in it. The depth of the dirty and turbid water is more than half of the wheel. If someone kneels down here, the sewage will probably disappear in an instant. Passed over his chest and submerged to his chest.

Last night there was a strong wind, and the drizzle of rain continued for half the night. Everyone thought that after this night of baptism, the water level should have dropped. However, what they saw today was even worse than yesterday, as if all the injustice and misery in the world were , all gathered in this flooded land, forming an atmosphere of depression and despair.

Facing this desolate scene, Lin Xiaofeng felt an unspeakable emotion well up in his heart. An imperceptible sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he secretly rejoiced: "You people who usually talk loudly and claim to be clean and honest , open your eyes today and see what the place under Li Yihao's rule looks like! See how those innocent people are struggling to survive in poverty!" At the same moment, Emperor Jingjiang was sitting in the carriage. Slowly leaning out his body, he scanned the ministers with a pair of cold eyes, and his words were as sonorous and powerful as iron stone: "You will kneel down outside this ceremony gate until Li Yihao's head hangs on the gate tower, so that you can see clearly Chu, come and discuss this matter with me after deep reflection!" As soon as he finished speaking, Emperor Jingjiang rode his horse and drove straight to the palace without hesitation. Lin Xiaofeng and others followed closely. Their footsteps were steady and solemn, as if every step was silently questioning the cruelty of reality and their inner conscience.

At this moment, the scholars gathered in the cramped and bumpy carriage seemed to be tightly bound together by the rope of fate. Their eyes were empty and confused, looking through the narrow gap in the car window at the water filled with turbid waves. On the water surface, all kinds of debris are floating in disorder, like a torn and broken picture, full of the ruin and desolation of the world. The stench rising from the water was so strong that it could almost condense into a solid substance. It hit our faces, causing the bachelors in the carriage to cover their noses to resist the impact, and tried their best to hold their breath to prevent the foul smell from staining the purity in their hearts.

In front of this scene, those bachelors who had thousands of volumes of poems and books in their stomachs and who usually respected integrity and integrity had gloomy expressions on their faces, and a feeling of contraction secretly surged in their hearts. They repeatedly weighed in their hearts: If they were trapped in this extremely dirty water and were forced to kneel down and salute, wouldn't the so-called gentleness be trampled to dust? Where is the face? How do you face the knowledge you have gained through hard study and study throughout your life, and your ambition to be as noble as a lotus?

Just as everyone was hesitating and feeling swaying, a shocking scene suddenly appeared in front of their eyes - Li Yihao's head suddenly appeared above the towering ceremony gate, his blood-stained face was like a frozen lament, silent but shocking. This cruel and eye-catching warning instantly turned into a hammer, hitting everyone's heart hard, causing the originally wavering emotions to immediately return to a cold and firm state. The sadness of the rabbit's death and the fox's death instantly filled the inside and outside of the carriage. The aura of pain, indignation and tragedy seemed to be within reach, deeply imprinted in the souls of every bachelor present.

Cai Yingyang, a bachelor with inner fortitude and a rock-hard mind, showed amazing tenacity and determination at that moment. His face was as if made of iron, and his teeth were clenched, as if he had concentrated all his strength on this moment. His steps were heavy and firm, and he stepped into the filthy muddy water step by step. Each step left a deep mark in the mud. It was a challenge to hardships and hardships, and it was also a perseverance to his self-belief.

The sewage quickly immersed into his chest, and the suffocating pressure was like a huge stone pressing on his chest, almost taking away his breath. The pungent smell mixed with corruption invaded wantonly, trying to shake his will. Under the sewage, a few debris of unknown origin swayed with the water flow. Their existence seemed to be a mockery in this harsh environment, but Cai Yingyang did not flinch.

In that resolute kneeling, Cai Yingyang experienced a sense of transcendental ease, as if the inner entanglement and struggle that had been accumulated for a long time were ruthlessly washed away by the sewage at this moment, and he gained an unprecedented feeling. freed. This kneeling was like a mountain rock falling into the middle of a lake after breaking apart, causing ripples to spread. The ripples were both ripples on the water and a soul-shaking echo in his heart.

When the remaining bachelors witnessed this scene, they all felt waves of pain deep in their hearts. Tears shone in their eyes, but they tried their best to hold back the tears. Their facial expressions were distorted between pain and perseverance. They endured physical discomfort and inner struggle, and all imitated Cai Yingyang's fearless posture, kneeling and stepping into the sewage one by one. The bone-cold mud swallowed their bodies instantly, causing them to lose all their dignity. However, they used their extremely tough backbone to support their persistent pursuit of faith and loyalty. No matter how raging the mud was, it could not shake the rock in their hearts. .

For a moment, it seemed as if some elusive force was quietly stirring in the world outside Yimen. In an instant, the crowd surged and rolled like a tide, gathering from all directions. Amidst the mottled light and shadow, dense crowds of people appeared one after another. The figures of different shapes were like a group of strange creatures born in the water. They were half-kneeling on the ground, their bodies prostrate. Although the surface was solemn and solemn, there was an undercurrent surging among them. There are endless thoughts and expectations hidden there.

Wang Jingwen stood firmly among them, his deep eyes locked on this magnificent scene. He witnessed everyone kneeling down neatly like chess pieces, and in this silence that was completely silent and full of tension, he spoke with a kind of A calm and solemn voice spread to all directions: "My lords, please wait here calmly and don't be agitated by anxiety. Your Majesty has personally spoken precious words. If you can gain something from your pious prayers and contemplation, Once you understand, you can get up and go home calmly; even if you are hungry, there is no need to worry, there will be someone dedicated to deliver delicious meals to you in time..."

Before the words completely dissipated in the air, and the solemn atmosphere had not had time to condense again, Lin Xiaofeng, like a cunning fox, took advantage of the situation and interjected, laughing loudly, and a bit of frivolity and arrogance leaked out of his words: "Oh, say At this point, if anyone feels thirsty, you might as well look around, there is inexhaustible water all over the ground!" As soon as these words came out, it was like hot sparks splashing into the dry pyre, instantly igniting everyone's anger. . In an instant, a series of angry eyes focused on him like a spotlight. The eyes were as sharp as knives, as if they could pierce the flesh and reach straight to the heart. Everyone spoke in unison, and the sound of rebuke was deafening: "Lin Xiaofeng! You are simply a moth in the court. You are extremely shameless. You dare to speak nonsense on this occasion and openly mock the dignity of all of us. It is simply outrageous!"

Today, the Nine-Five Lord may be temporarily blinded by your eloquent and clever words, but the reincarnation of heaven and the retribution of karma will sooner or later, your head, carrying sin and hypocrisy, will definitely hang high at the city gate. to warn future generations not to make the same mistake. Waves of suppressed and angry curses rang out from the crowd, like growls sharpening the blade of revenge.

"Lin Xiaofeng!" A big man with great ambitions suddenly stepped forward. His voice was like a bell, and every word was sonorous and powerful. It was like a ground-breaking shock, showing his iron determination and the burning flame of revenge. In the world constructed by the poet, every character's movements seem to have been carved by time, and every sharp word is like cast iron branded in people's hearts, allowing readers to experience the exciting scene as if they have experienced it personally.

When Lin Xiaofeng heard this, he sternly swore, and his eyes were like meteors streaking across the sky in the middle of the night. His deep and alert eyes instantly lit up, and a sharp light flashed across. He leisurely took out a yellowed and mottled book from his arms, which seemed to be engraved with endless secrets and numerous crimes. He lightly brushed his fingers over the rough pages of the book, then waved his wrist and pointed at the murderous opponent who was filled with mist on the sparkling lake.

"The hero of the world who just drew his sword against me, please don't hesitate to tell me your name, and let me, Lin, engrave it stroke by stroke on this book full of vicissitudes of the world, so that it can be recorded in the annals of history and passed down forever. Forever." Lin Xiaofeng's words were like the cold wind passing over the lake on a winter night, carrying an irresistible determination and coldness. However, in the face of Lin Xiaofeng's questioning, the man in the water not only showed no fear, but instead looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. The laughter was like thunder and rage, sweeping across the countryside in an instant, making people feel heart-stopping.

"Ha! What a Lin Xiaofeng! I am Tang Tiangu. You must remember that the person confronting you today is Mr. Tang!" Tang Tiangu's voice was like the roar of a copper bell, penetrating through the ripples on the lake surface and going straight into the The sky shook the soul of everyone present.

When Lin Xiaofeng heard this name, he seemed to hear the roar of the wheels of history. In an instant, his eyes were solemn and determined, and the pen in his hand was like a sharp sword, carving out lines of ironclad evidence on the yellowed book. Word. The rustling sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper is like a war drum reverberating in the valley, announcing the coming of a storm that is about to rewrite destiny. He waved his wrist quickly, and every stroke and stroke penetrated deeply into the paper, leaving behind a series of carvings full of determination and courage.

With lightning speed, Lin Xiaofeng held up the book carrying the truth and pointed it directly at the sky. His movements contained endless tragedy and heroic emotion. He suddenly spoke up, his voice loud and steady, like morning bells and evening drums, resounding in all directions: "Tang Tiangu has ulterior motives and conspired to kill Shangguan. The evidence is conclusive! I, Lin, swear an oath here and immediately set off to the imperial city to report the matter. In front of Long Yan, I hope to help the court and restore clarity to the court!" These words were loud and shocking, like a shocking blow.

But not far away, Wang Jingwen had an expression of boredom and helplessness on his face, and a gloomy cloud gathered between his brows, obviously disturbed by Lin Xiaofeng's impassioned move. Waves of dissatisfaction welled up in his heart, and he chewed on the possible consequences of Lin Xiaofeng's move. He thought to himself, and felt more and more that Lin Xiaofeng acted too arrogantly, breaking the original peace and harmony. Finally, the unsuppressed emotions surged out from the bottom of his heart. Although his voice in response was gentle and plain, the helplessness and dissatisfaction contained in it were as obvious as the autumn water in the sky. "I heard it! No need to emphasize it again!" Although Wang Jingwen's words were soft, there was a heaviness and bitterness in the air that could not be ignored.

When Tang Tiangu heard these words, the change in his face was like the sudden change from day to night. The paleness in that moment was like a layer of severe winter frost and snow brushed by the years on his cheeks, deeply burying his worries and fears. Engraved into the skin's texture. His heart was as bright as a mirror, and he clearly realized that once this matter touched His Majesty, who held the most prestigious position in the Ninth Five-Year Plan, the consequences would be like the collapse of mountains and the subversion of heaven and earth. They were unimaginable and unbearable.

At this moment, Tang Tiangu felt like he was tightly entangled by huge waves of regret. He was struggling alone in the whirlpool formed by the passage of time. The bitter and deep regret surged in his chest, like waves of cold autumn water. In my heart I wash over the bank which is already riddled with holes. His eyes were empty and confused, like a traveler lost in the dark night, with no way to find relief.

At this moment when the inner self-blame was expanding like an abyss, the surrounding air suddenly became solemn and tense, and the emotions of the crowd spread quickly like a raging fire. They were like a pile of hay ignited by sparks, bursting out with blazing anger and intense indignation in an instant. Countless pairs of eyes were bright, full of accusations and denunciations of Lin Xiaofeng. Their voices merged into a torrent, the crowd was passionate, and they unanimously called for the harshest punishment to be imposed on Lin Xiaofeng. The deafening shouts hit the entire space like a stormy wave, shaking every corner.

However, among this boiling crowd, a strange power was quietly brought to Tang Tiangu. It was a kind of rejuvenating courage, like bamboo shoots sprouting from the ground. Despite the pressure from the outside world, it also allowed him to see a glimmer of tenacity and unyielding possibility in despair, making him understand that in this storm of intertwined humanity and destiny, , he must move forward bravely and face all the upcoming challenges and difficulties.

He was like a tenacious and tall pine, his waist instantly as straight as a javelin, and his eyes burned with a decisive and firm light, like the first ray of sunlight piercing the darkness at dawn. Deep in his heart, an awe-inspiring spirit surged, and he weighed it secretly: "The legal network is vast, but there are some omissions. Lin Xiaofeng, although you are a scholar and enjoy the national salary, you shrink back from your responsibilities. What on earth is this?" This kind of virtue and talent actually gives you the confidence to stand above others and claim to be a scholar? In fact, you are just a cadaver who occupies a high position and wastes his time, a hypocrite in the guise of knowledge. Now you dare to report us. People with calloused hands and calloused feet, I think you have really embarked on the road of self-destruction. A catastrophe is about to happen. Let’s see how you deal with it!”

"Lin Xiaofeng——" Tang Tiangu's voice, as thick as a bell, exploded in the air, and every word was like a thunder condensed from the bottom of the chest, shocking people, "You hiding in a dark corner You are a despicable person who has received the kindness of the country but does not want to repay it. Instead, you have betrayed the way of loyalty. I would like to ask you, what kind of character can support your backbone, and what qualifications do you have to claim to be well versed in poetry and understanding of affairs? You are unable to fulfill your mission, but you are still trying to be arrogant and push innocent people into the fire pit. I think you are playing with fire and setting yourself on fire. An unprecedented catastrophe is already hanging above your head. When the time comes, it will pour down!" (End of Chapter)