A black dot swirled and danced in the vast sky.
This is a young eagle that has just been able to fly and forage for food, and this kind of thing is still very new to flying.
Suddenly, a high yellow city wall suddenly appeared in its eyes, this city wall is as high as a mountain blade, covering half of the sky and the scorching sun in front of it, and behind the city wall that is not even seen in the sky, it can't see the end of the city outline, I don't know how many miles there is in the radius.
This young eagle that flew here for the first time didn't know that this was the first male city in the world, Yunqin Zhongzhou City, it just felt shocked, I don't know how there could be such a city outline in this world that shocked and panicked.
Flying high in the sky, it cannot feel that it is the master of this world, but only a corner of this huge city makes it feel that it is nothing in front of this city.
Shocked and stunned, the young eagle continued to fly forward, wanting to see the whole outline of the city.
After flying for a long time, feeling that its physical strength was no longer known, a mountain appeared in its sight, and in front of the mountain there was a palace that shone brighter than the scorching sun.
The young eagle flew down in a panic, wanting to see more clearly, to find a place to rest.
"Boom" Just as it was about to land on the eaves of a high corner tower, a huge thunderclap sounded from the depths of this palace.
At the same time, a silent feathered arrow pierced through its body.
This is the Yunqin Imperial City where birds are not allowed to cross.
In the hall of the Imperial City in the depths of the Imperial City, the long dragon of Jin Sè is embedded in the big pillar of Jin Silk Nanmu, and the thick gold bricks are like a sea of Jin Sè trapping dozens of officials in it.
Half of the pure gold dragon chair was cracked, and between the gaps in the golden sè, there was a faint electric light beating.
The man on the dragon chair had never had a gaffe, and he had never been angry.
"I only have this one son, Yun Qin only has this one prince" "But you can't even keep my son."
"My son is dead, why is he Lin Xi still alive, and what qualifications does he have to live?"
"The lives of those holy masters of Qingluan Academy, Gu Xinyin's lives, are heavier than the future emperor of Yun Qin, or for so many years, how much financial and material resources do I Yun Qin have to supply to Qingluan Academy, but in exchange for such a result, what is the meaning of such Qingluan Academy, what is the meaning of existing in Yun Qin, those precious medicinal materials that are difficult to find in the entire Yun Qin, precious refining materials, what is the point of sending them to Qingluan Academy?"
On both sides of the dragon chair that was half shattered, in the extremely empty and majestic golden hall, there were several heavy curtains, each of which was like a deep tent.
Each curtain is very light and thin, and you can vaguely see the nine old figures sitting in it, but because of the large number of weights, you can't see the face clearly, and you only feel deep and majestic.
The number of officials present in the hall of the council is not large, but the important personnel of each department have all arrived, and in the previous ten stops, the eldest grandson of Emperor Yunqin on the dragon chair, Jinse, was already in anger and gaffe, and had issued many too strict imperial orders.
If these imperial decrees were to be carried out in the present day, then more than 20 officials in the various divisions who had little to do with the rebellion would be sentenced to death.
Because the assassination of the crown prince by Wenren Cangyue was too serious, when the eldest grandson Jinse gave these imperial orders, all the officials in this hall, including the nine old men behind the heavy curtain, maintained restraint, but when they heard that the emperor who was in pain of losing his son made it clear that he would execute Lin Xi and cut off the support of Qingluan Academy, all the officials in the hall and the nine old men in the heavy curtain were shocked in their hearts, shocked why the emperor was so irrational.
Over the years, these real magnates in the imperial city of Zhongzhou are bright-eyed, in their opinion, although the emperor is too radical, but at least smart and knows how to weigh the pros and cons, in their judgment, the emperor will naturally be angry because of this matter, and many people will die because of this matter, but the emperor's irrational anger is beyond all of their expectations.
Hearing these utterly irrational words, which were completely beyond everyone's expectations, all the officials in the temple knew that someone would definitely speak up at this time.
"Holy Heaven."
As all the officials had expected, an old voice rang out from behind the curtain.
The voice was not loud, and there was even some indescribable twilight, but when the voice came out, all the heavy curtains outside this person rippled, but it was indescribable majesty, which made the breath in the entire hall cold.
"Throughout Lin Xi's trip, first punished Gongsun Quan, and then beheaded Qin Qinghuang, on the way to save the prince, he was also loyal and brave, and was hit by an arrow in the end, and it was also in front of the prince, first by an arrow A talent like him, it is my Yun Qin's great luck not to die, it is really a reward, how can I be angry with him."
"After all, Qingluan Academy is just outside of my Yun Qin, and my Yun Qin worships Qingluan Academy, firstly, because of Dean Zhang's contribution to Yun Qin's founding of the country, and secondly, the merits that Qingluan Academy has made to Yun Qin over the years are not only these things that we Yun Qin have given.
They have done their best to give, how can we blame Qingluan Academy for not giving enough?"
It's very simple.
Especially at this time, in addition to the fact that Cangyue might doubt Lin Xi's potential, even everyone in the Imperial City of Zhongzhou, even Zhou Shoufu, the father of Gao Yanan, who was standing at the forefront of all the officials in the palace at the moment, didn't know what kind of potential Lin Xi had.
In the eyes of most of them, Lin Xi was just an insignificant little person.
In their opinion, the emperor alone specifically mentioned such a small person, and to elevate it to such an extent, which in itself was a loss of majesty and reason.
And to break with Qingluan Academy directly, this is simply not what a Yun Qin Emperor said, but a childish thing that a Yun Qin's child said.
The eldest grandson Jinse Huo Ran turned his head, with boundless anger and majestic gaze, he stabbed the old man surnamed Huang behind the curtain extremely strongly, and said word by word: "I have never denied Dean Zhang's merits, but I Yun Qin really can't do without Qingluan Academy, so many young talents, so many financial and material resources, put them in other academies, can't they become my Yun Qin's talents?"
This is a question that makes everyone's eyelids jump and their hearts are even colder.
In everyone's minds, a thought came to them almost at the same time: "The Holy Lord's hatred for Qingluan Academy has accumulated to this extent."
"I don't believe that without Qingluan Academy, I, Yun Qin, would not be able to stand between heaven and earth."
However, the eldest grandson Jinse did not stop, he looked at the nine heavy curtains, looked at the black clouds that seemed to be nine pressing on his heart, and said such a sentence word by word.
"Holy Wisdom."
It was still the old voice, but it was already trembling with a hint of anger and shock: "When the emperor was dying, the last sentence was to confess, to govern the country with law and etiquette, even if the saint was dissatisfied with Qingluan Academy, he had to think twice and act carefully." ” The eldest grandson Jin Se said in a cold voice: "I have already thought very clearly, for Qingluan Academy, I will respect it and keep it polite.
But since even you and Qingluan Academy themselves don't think that Qingluan Academy should be under the jurisdiction of the emperor, then let the people of Qingluan Academy be real hermits.
I will divide the Four Seasons Plains and the Ascending Mountains into a pure land for their retreat. ” Hearing this sentence, which was also childish, but it was said by the most powerful emperor in the world with extreme seriousness and implicit anger, for a moment, the air in the entire hall dropped to the lowest point.
"The minister does not agree with such a decision of the Holy Lord."
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The old man surnamed Huang behind the curtain coughed bitterly, he knew that the emperor didn't want to be reasonable anymore, so he didn't say anything more, just said such a sentence.
The eldest grandson, Jinse, was well aware of the forces represented behind the old man behind each curtain, but he didn't want to compromise this time.
In an almost low growling tone, he said in an extremely cold voice, "I don't need your consent, I just need you to obey my orders. ” The old man surnamed Huang behind the curtain coughed painfully again, "The minister still wants to ask the saint to think twice." ” "The minister also asks the saint to think twice before acting."
Another voice behind the curtain rang out.
"Please think twice."
Then another sound that did not stop, one after another, was loud and majestic, resounding in the hall.
After nine curtains, all of them rang out like this.
These sounds, like sacred mountains, pressed down on the emperor on the dragon chair and all the officials in the hall.
The eldest grandson, Jinse, stood up.
Zhou Shoufu turned around and looked, and all the officials lowered their heads and exited the hall like cháo water.
All of a sudden, in the entire empty Jin Sè hall, only the eldest grandson Jinse, Zhou Shoufu and the nine old men behind the heavy curtains remained.
"I won't budge this time."
The eldest grandson, Jinse, took a deep breath, his expression became extremely indifferent, looked at the nine heavy curtains, and said.
"The minister has no intention of damaging the majesty of the saint, but this matter is too much, otherwise even if the minister doesn't care about his own life and death, everyone will not stand on the opposite side of the saint."
The voice of the old man surnamed Huang sounded again, "The minister asks the saint to think twice, even if the saint makes some concessions, it is better than making us absolutely unacceptable."
If the Holy One insists on this, at least after the ministers close their eyes.
After the minister closed his eyes, he could no longer manage anything, and he could not control anything anymore. ” The eldest grandson, Jinse, raised his head and was silent for a moment.
"Okay, I'll wait until you close your eyes."
This Emperor Yun Qin, after saying this sentence in an extremely cold and majestic manner, turned around directly and walked out of this empty golden hall.
Because I am used to writing important characters, I try to substitute myself into it, and try to think about what kind of person I would be if I was that kind of person, and what kind of psychological result would be a character like Changsun Jinse, who should be regarded as a character with a JG illness, and as a result, I had to substitute myself into such a JG god disease Thinking about making this JG god sick do naïve and perverted things at the same time, I also have to do what the emperor and the hero do, so ordinary excessive chapters are difficult to write, so my brain has been a little unable to keep up.
Tomorrow's chapter will be well revised and modified, and both chapter updates will be put in the evening, so that it will be better, and then the transition chapters will pass a little faster.
As for saying that many book friends have criticized me fiercely in the past two days, some say that online articles can't even be injured, let alone die, and that they are too bland, etc., I just want to say that I am just loyal to the stories in my mind, tell the stories well, and the online articles you said are not my stories.
As for the writing technique, I don't want to discuss it more, some people will be moved by a few bland conversations between friends, and some people just want to see who kills whom with one sword.
After all, I can't guarantee how good my book will look, I can only make myself feel better.
Let's take what we need
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