Chapter 97 Emperor Dade Shengming

The palace is deep, and in the imperial study, there is a royal dragon case, and a gold-gold palace lamp on one side of the dragon case sends out a circle of bright light. A thick pile of folds has been folded on the dragon case, several folds have been opened, and there are only a few simple cinnabar words above to reply: I have read it.

After the dragon case, a man with a square face and big ears was on the dragon chair, frowning slightly, with a sad look on his face.

I am the emperor of Dade Shengming. I have been in power for more than 20 years. Since the founding of the great and powerful emperor of our dynasty, our dynasty has been in the foundation for thousands of years. Since the founding of the country, there have been no less than hundreds of emperors. However, it is estimated that I am the only one who is as cowardly as the emperor.

Wen is forbidden by Confucianism, and chivalry is forbidden by martial arts. - This is what the ancients said.

Since ancient times, the emperor has been deeply aware of the former, and I thought so at first. For thousands of years, the only thing that has troubled the royal family is those great Confucians. The great Confucians quoted scriptures, argued with reason, and ignored the position of the royal family at all. Some royal families could not have died, but they were beheaded because of the great Confucians.

The literati studied Confucianism, but their thoughts were rotten. After 20 years of Emperor Dade Mingzong, a great chaos was caused by the literati. The royal family has always been ashamed of this matter. Emperors of all dynasties were also quite wary of Confucianism.

I have always thought that as long as we abide by the law of Confucianism handed down by the previous emperors, we can have peace of mind and have been on the throne for a hundred years, including me. I'm afraid that no one expected that when the latter sentence becomes a reality, it will be much more harmful to the court than the former.

The martial artist is a disaster to the court, but this disaster has been buried more than 400 years ago. As long as the rivers and lakes are not too harmful to the court, the court has always been a perseductive attitude towards it. After all, the rivers and lakes have existed for a long time, and no dynasty can be easily destroyed. These people come and go. If they are in a hurry, even the royal guard army can't be defended. The heavily guarded palace is useless for some master people in the world. If the court makes any extreme measures, maybe the emperor's body will be in a different place on the second day.

Wumen have never had the view of monarchs and ministers, and killing people is especially good than unruly people.

For the world, the martial arts do not intervene, but they are not completely allowed. Since a long time ago, the previous emperors have established a set of supervision channels for the martial arts.

The martial artist's rebellion began more than 400 years ago. At that time, there was a martial artist named Fengyun Wuji, who shocked the world with martial arts and was regarded as the god of sword by the world. It is said that this man entered the Tao by martial arts and soared in the daytime, but the set of magic-killing scriptures he left behind became the root cause of the disaster.

Nowadays, the martial arts are strong and the imperial court is small. Every day, the memorials of bloody cases from all over the country fly to the capital like snowflakes. However, the six doors sent by the capital to solve the case were not only unable to catch the murderer, but were slaughtered by the murderer one by one. Nowadays, the martial arts are too strong, beyond the control of the imperial court, and the rivers and lakes are too chaotic to be controlled by the imperial court.

Wen is forbidden by Confucianism, and chivalry is forbidden by martial arts. Compared with the two, it will be a great disaster for the latter.

If the world is in chaos, the world is in chaos, and the world is in chaos, and the court is in chaos. Although I am the emperor, the real decision is others, hehe... Ironically, I have been the emperor and the puppet emperor for 20 years.

I'm unwilling. Although I have the ambition to shake the world and unify the universe, I can never achieve it.

I'm unwilling, unwilling! Unwilling! Unwilling! Unwilling!

If one day, I can take control of real power again, and I will kill all the warriors in the world.

squeak, the door of the imperial study opened, a gust of wind blew in, and the flames of the ped-gold palace lamp shook. His Majesty Sheng Ming, the 40-year-old emperor of Dade, suddenly held up the red pen on one side of his face, stained in the red sand, opened a post, and wrote

Then he seemed to use all his strength. On this line, he vigorously wrote a few words: Kill! Kill! Kill!

Then he seemed to lose all his strength and lay down in the dragon chair.

Outside the imperial study, a eunuch slowly walked into the imperial study, gently walked to the emperor of Dade Shengming, lit several lamps blown out by the wind on the lampstand of the golden palace, glanced at the line of dragon flying and phoenix dancing, and the big killing words on the dragon case, his face changed slightly, and then stretched He closed the fold and said, "Your Majesty, it's time for you to rest. You have stayed in the imperial study for too long.

"Son of a bitch, you son of a bitch, what am I going to do? When is it your turn to intervene!" Emperor Sheng Ming was furious and shouted and scolded.

The eunuch didn't care and continued, "I have brought the words to you, do you want to go, Your Majesty, think about it yourself and then decide, hum! ..."

Then he picked up the fold of Emperor Shengming's pen and ink, stuffed it into his arms, and walked out. At the threshold, he stopped, turned around and smiled at Emperor Shengming strangely, and then closed the door with a hoarse sound.

"You! ..." Emperor Sheng Ming pointed to the eunuch, so angry that he couldn't speak, his chest was stuffy, and he fell back into the dragon chair.

In the imperial study, empty, a strong sense of loneliness, despair and humiliation surged into his heart, and Emperor Shengming's heart was dripping blood:

I'm not a gentleman, I'm not a minister! I'm not a gentleman, I'm not a minister! God, are you going to destroy my thousand-year foundation?!

"You are very unwilling!" An indifferent voice came, and Emperor Sheng Ming was shocked. He stood up from the dragon chair, looked around in panic, and shouted at the same time, "Who? Who is it? Come out to me quickly."

After the screen of the imperial study, Fengyun Wuji walked out with an indifferent face. Emperor Sheng Ming was shocked and staggered back a few steps, but then somehow became calm again.

"Who are you? Don't you know that this is the forbidden place of the palace, and the intruders kill the nine clans? Emperor Sheng Ming shook his sleeves and said angrily, but this anger was also quite powerful.

Feng Yun Wuji did not answer, but looked straight into the eyes of Emperor Sheng Ming and asked, "Do you want to return to the imperial power and revitalize the imperial power?"

Emperor Dade Shengming stared at Fengyun Wuji's eyes, and he roared in his heart: "Yes, I want to die!" But he wanted to resist the impulse in his heart and said in a low voice, "How dare you say this?"

Fengyun Wuji did not answer. He stood tall, shook his sleeves, and a violent sword swept out.

Crackling!

At the foot of Fengyun Wuji, the fine sword marks stretched in all directions in a radio shape, and the wooden windowsills around made bursts of crispy beans, bursting into a ball of fiber silk. In the imperial study, everything floated up under the action of an invisible deterrent and rotated around the two people.

At this moment, Emperor Dade Shengming felt a familiar atmosphere in Fengyun Wuji: the spirit of the emperor.

His face changed, and Emperor Dade Shengming shouted, "It's you!"

"Didn't you realize it until now?"

Emperor Sheng Ming suddenly remembered this man. On that day, he fought with Yingluo Kingdom and suddenly appeared on the battlefield, waving his hand to control the mysterious man with tens of thousands of arrows. Fengyun Wuji stayed on the battlefield for a very short time, and Emperor Shengming did not see Fengyun Wuji's face. What really made him feel familiar and surprised was the spirit of the emperor on that day. The emperors of the human world may not be masters of martial arts, nor do they know how to speak of aura, but they are born with the momentum of this kind of emperor.

On that day, the imperial breath that emerged from Fengyun Wuji left a deep impression on Emperor Dade Shengming.

"I believe you have that strength," Emperor Sheng Ming said in a low voice, "What kind of price do I need to pay?"

Feng Yun Wuji's expressionless face finally showed a smile. He looked at Emperor Sheng Ming and said, "You have made the most correct decision..."