The White Lotus Sect was founded in the Southern Song Dynasty.
The founder of the sect, Mao Ziyuan, is known as the Cizhao Sect Leader. It is said that he became a Buddhist in his early years and founded the White Lotus Confession Hall in the Southern Song Dynasty, which was the prototype of the White Lotus Sect.
After the fall of the Ming Dynasty, the White Lotus Sect was scattered and each was independent in its own affairs. Until Wang Sankui appeared later and led the scattered White Lotus Sect to rebel against the great unification.
Although he was eventually suppressed by the imperial court and executed by Ling Chi, there were rumors of the reincarnation of the White Lotus Saint.
It has been recorded in some classics that this man had extraordinary means and once changed his fate against the will of heaven, taking away a piece of the national destiny of the Datong Dynasty and shaking the foundation of the Datong Dynasty. From then on, the process of Datong's gradual decline began.
After Fu Anning put on his own skin again, his mental state seemed to have recovered a lot. No matter how good other people's skin was, it would not be as comfortable as his own original one.
At this moment, Fu Anning carefully took Lerou out of the coffin and placed it in front of the eldest princess.
"Just two years ago, this female aura suddenly appeared in the capital. After I carefully calculated the appearance, I originally wanted to report it to..."
Fu Anning paused for a moment when he said this, took a careful look at the expression of the eldest princess beside him, and continued in a low voice: "I originally wanted to warn the court, but the dog emperor actually scolded me in public with his monstrous words to deceive the public.
Let’s leave it at that.”
"This little girl was born with dragon scales, and her destiny is uncertain. People like the White Lotus Sect must be planning to use her as a container to swallow up the last bit of dragon vein in the Datong Dynasty."
The eldest princess stood aside and couldn't help but sneer when she heard this. Her slender fingers gently tapped Lerou's scales, making a tinkling sound.
"How can you be bright when you are good? With the rising dragon picture, what's the use of me wanting you? It's just adding variables."
At the end of the sentence, the eldest princess's fingers had already slid between Lerou's throat. With just one stroke, the little girl's fragrance could disappear.
"Wait a moment!"
The first hand to stop the eldest princess's finger was Xu Tong.
He glanced at Fu Anning: "After all, the rising dragon picture was something many years ago. Wu Daozi clicked on the phoenix eyes to make the phoenix come alive, but it was Wu Daozi, but Princess, you can't use it just in case.
what to do."
Since in ancient times, carpenters could become great masters, then Wu Daozi has definitely surpassed the great masters in this field.
Isn't it normal that he brought Phoenix Point back to life?
So on the other hand, how can it be easy for others to bring the dragon above to life?
"Boy, don't talk nonsense!"
Fu Anning, who was standing aside, saw Xu Tong repeatedly contradicting him, and his expression suddenly turned bad.
"snort!"
Xu Tong looked at Fu Anning with disdain, his face full of contempt.
It seemed as if the Lord Supervisor of Qintian Prison in front of me was just a bumpkin with no taste.
"A piece of art often has one most breathtaking part, and the other ninety-nine percent are just foils and foreshadowing. The same is true for this dragon. Even if Wu Daozi has painted the dragon for you, you can't
Is it really possible to draw the two points of the dragon’s eyes? I don’t think so.”
"this……"
Although Fu Anning wanted to defend himself vigorously, he took a look at the two blank spaces on the rising dragon diagram, and the more he looked at it, the more unsure he became.
Wu Daozi's paintings are really too perfect. The dragon has no eyes, and its charm is ready to be revealed. It seems that just a tap on the eyes can break the painting.
But it happens that such a simple thing becomes more and more complicated the more I look at it now.
Precisely because the dragon's body is so perfect, you can imagine how difficult it is to point out the most critical points with just two strokes.
"Obviously, Wu Daozi was showing off his skills at that time.
By leaving this painting behind, he was also proving to future generations that his paintings were unprecedented and unprecedented.
Or maybe he wants to use this method to hope that someone will appear in the future who can put his eyes on it, and they will stage a contest across time and space.
Although Fu Anning is the Superintendent of Qin Tian Jian, if he wants to compare with Wu Daozi, who is revered as a painting sage, in terms of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, it is simply... humiliating himself.
Sure enough, Xu Tong finished his words.
Fu Anning shut up.
Even if he were crazy enough, he wouldn't dare to say that his painting skill could match that of Wu Daozi.
"You said so much, do you just want me to save her life?"
The eldest princess looked at Xu Tong.
"yes!"
Xu Tong admitted this without denying it.
"Huh! Let's keep it for now."
A faint smile appeared on the corner of the eldest princess's mouth, which made Xu Tong feel very uncomfortable in his heart. This kind of mysterious smile often did not mean anything good.
You can also understand that I am satisfying you now not because I am kind, but because I will have more cruel ways to torture you later.
While the three of them were talking, the gnawing sounds outside became smaller and smaller. It was obvious that the number of White Lotus cultists outside seemed far from enough to gnaw at the zombie ghosts who had not been thirsty for blood for a long time.
"Everyone who is an eyesore has been cleared away. It's time for us to go out and get some fresh air."
The eldest princess stretched out and put a hand lazily on Xu Tong's shoulder: "Oh, your old friend seems to have arrived too."
Xu Tong was stunned for a moment, but soon realized that the old friend mentioned by the eldest princess seemed to be Taoist Xunlong.
"Buzz..."
The vermilion door was slowly opened.
A ray of morning light shines in through the crack in the door. After a night of changes, the palace, which represents the top power core of the dynasty, is now covered with chicken feathers.
The Qintian Prison that came into view had been burned to ashes by the fire.
The air was still filled with the smell of burning.
"Pity!"
The eldest princess couldn't help but feel a little regretful when she looked at this palace that she was used to seeing.
"There is nothing to be sorry for. There are some things that history cannot tolerate."
Fu Anning's attitude towards this palace is completely opposite. Although there are too many secrets stored in it, even the information accumulated by Qin Tianjian since the Yuan Dynasty, but now after being burned by fire, these secrets will eventually return to mystery again.
Likewise for him, the shackles that bound him and the responsibility of Qin Tianjian were also burned to the ground.
Even though he had never taken it seriously, he still felt inexplicably relaxed.
In response, the eldest princess just rolled her eyes at him.
Obviously, the two people's words are not on the same line.
Xu Tong raised his head and looked at the sky.
But he was surprised to find that in just one night, the battle between dragon and phoenix in the Forbidden Palace had already come to an end, but this did not mean the end, but the beginning.
The dragon that seemed to be possessed by fate last night was now trampled under the soles of a lion, struggling and twisting unwillingly.
The old phoenix was lying on the side, her body covered with blood. Although she still managed to maintain some majesty, anyone with a discerning eye could see at a glance that she was at the end of her strength.
As for the fierce horse that tried its best to protect it last night, it was not standing beside Lao Huang at this moment, nor behind the lion.
Instead, he was caught between the lion and the old phoenix, in a dilemma.
In fact, since the Xiang family's army entered the palace last night, everything was destined to be a foregone conclusion. Prince Gong watched his advantage gradually begin to collapse until he was surrounded by the Xiang family's army and the imperial guards, and the color on his face completely disappeared.
But is this the end of the matter?
Apparently not.
Outside Cining Palace, Xiang Gongbao was kneeling outside the palace gate and waiting quietly.
Ma Qi's imperial army was guarding in front of Cining Palace, and they did not dare to put down the sword in their hands.
The reason was an imperial edict that was rejected by Xiang Gongbao.
It turned out that after Prince Gong's rebellion subsided, Xiang Gongbao ordered the Xiang family army to withdraw from Cining Palace, and came to Cining Palace alone to pay his respects to the Empress Dowager Shengci.
"My lord, my rescuer is late, please forgive me, the Queen Mother."
Xiang Gongbao's voice was as loud as a bell, and every word echoed clearly in front of Cining Palace.
Empress Dowager Shengci gently wiped away the sweat on her forehead and took the rosary at hand, seemingly still complaining that this idiot Li Jinxi had gone somewhere at this time.
Soon a eunuch ran out of Cining Palace, stood on the steps, raised his head and said loudly.
"In accordance with the decree of the Empress Dowager, Prince Gong Yijin, the following persons have committed rebellion and rebellion, causing harm to the country and the people, and are responsible for the investigation and investigation by the clan government.
Xiang Gongbao, the Minister of Military and Aircraft, was awarded the title of Taiwei and Taibao, a bachelor of the royal palace, and three yellow mandarin jackets.
His son Xiang Keding was awarded a first-grade bachelor's degree, and was awarded with a flower feather on his head and a yellow mantle.
Ma Qi, the admiral of the Nine Sects, dedicated himself and fought bloody battles, and was awarded the title of Shaobao and the Grand Bachelor of the Imperial Palace. He received ten thousand taels of gold and a yellow mandarin jacket. His son Ma Hongwen was awarded the title of Bachelor of Attendant of the Hanlin Academy."
The young eunuch was obviously out of breath. After taking a deep breath, he continued to read out the next series of rewards.
After finally finishing talking about all these rewards, I felt a little out of breath.
The entire Cining Palace was silent.
Neither Ma Qi nor Xiang Gongbao accepted the order to express gratitude.
Even this little eunuch seemed to realize that something was not right about the atmosphere.
"I have my roots!"
Xiang Gongbao, who was kneeling on the ground, clenched his fists, slowly raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and took out a memorial.
The young eunuch hurried down and took the memorial with doubts on his face. He glanced at Xiang Gongbao who was kneeling on the ground and felt that today, the usually amiable and friendly Lord Xiang, was particularly scary today.
[Jiangshan Sheji is in danger right now. There are the White Lotus Sect, the Red Lantern Sect, and the new school of thought inside, and there are Westerners outside who wantonly trample on the country. Three billion silver indemnities, compensation from Hong Kong and Macao, are precarious, and the building is about to collapse.
The root of the problem is the chaos in the government and the lack of division of power. I would like to ask the Queen Mother Shengci to abandon the suspicion of the Manchus and Han Dynasties, so that the emperor can be virtuous, maintain external security and be restrained, and revitalize the court.]
The content of the memorial was so simple, but the moment she saw the memorial, the rosary beads in the hands of the Empress Dowager Shengci fell to the ground, and the ticking sound was crisp but not pleasant.
She knew that the Great Tong Dynasty was over.
As I said at the beginning, this old woman who has played with power all her life was finally blinded.
