Next to the two of them was Jiang Shoufu's bullock cart.
In Taixuanjing, Jiang Baishi is the only one who can enter by bullock cart.
The warrior in short clothes, holding the snow-white ox, saluted Mr. Guanqi and Jiang Baishi.
The white cow had a spirit, sniffed at Mr. Guanqi, and immediately lowered its head.
And those courtiers are walking this way.
Jiang Baishi frowned slightly, and was about to go away to meet the courtiers, but Mr. Guanqi on the side said softly: "This time, I will not disturb the chief minister."
Jiang Shoufu was already staggering, with some hesitation in his eyes.
He remembered that Mr. Guanqi came to see him many years ago, but he had never seen Mr. Guanqi due to the order of the Holy Lord.
Later, Mr. Fourth died. A divine sword flew out of the fairy tower in the sky and chopped Mr. Fourth's sword into pieces. Only a few bones of Mr. Four's world-famous sword remained.
More than ten years have passed since this incident, but Jiang Baishi thought of it many times, and he had a few more opinions on Shengjun's decision at that time.
But... you have already chosen the path ahead, so you can't look forward or look back, and you can't regret it.
"This is just a trivial matter. I'll just tell them off. Mr. Guanqi doesn't need to be angry."
Jiang Baishi never looked at Mr. Guanqi, he just lowered his head and spoke.
Mr. Guanqi waved his hand, with a smile on his face: "Today is different from the past. Jiang Shoufu... doesn't have to protect them."
When Jiang Baishi heard this and saw the people coming in a hurry, he just shook his head slightly and then walked towards the bullock cart on the side.
When twenty or thirty courtiers saw Jiang Baishi leaving, they stood still and saluted him.
Jiang Baishi didn't look back and got on the bullock cart.
The white ox pulled the ox cart and walked slowly on the green jade bricks. The wheels of the cart pressed over the jade bricks, but there was no sound.
Bai Niu walked very slowly, stopping from time to time to take a look at Mr. Guanqi with Jiang Baishi.
Jiang Baishi seemed to be thinking about something.
There was some pity in Bai Niu's eyes.
Dozens of ministers and generals saw Jiang Baishi on the bullock cart. Some people were walking towards the bullock cart. Jiang Baishi was stroking his sleeves and waving his hands, so they didn't have to come near to salute.
So these ministers and generals gathered together again.
If Lu Jing were here, he would be quite familiar with the leader of these people.
The leaders were none other than Zheng Yuan, the Minister of Justice, and Wu Yanbao, the deputy general of the Silver Robe Army.
When Lu Jing participated in the imperial examination, he wanted to take charge of the Law Thunder, but Zheng Yuan had repeatedly blocked him.
The same goes for Wu Yanbao, the deputy general of the Silver Robe Army.
It's just that Lu Jing was quite strong at that time. He won the top three prizes by himself. He also convinced the Law Thunder and forcibly blocked Zheng Yuan's mouth.
Unexpectedly, today, it is this person who wants to impeach the library in front of Emperor Chongtian.
But if you think about it carefully, everything is traceable.
These two people have high official ranks, especially Zheng Yuan, the Minister of Justice. They are third-rank officials with real power, and because he is the son-in-law of the Duke of Chu, he is very close to the seventh prince.
The seventh prince, Yu Xuanlou, was seriously injured because of Mr. Guanqi's suspended thunder, which prevented the strong men in the palace from receiving his spiritual thoughts.
More than two months have passed, and Lu Jing is still giving lectures and solving questions in the library, and also goes to the palace to teach the thirteenth prince every day. However, the door of Jiansu Mansion in Yuxuanlou, the seventh prince, is still closed.
It was obvious that the prince personally took action and used the killing bodhisattva method to kill the seventh prince's spiritual thoughts with the incarnation of his energy and blood, which really caused his bones and muscles to break.
Because of this, there were many vocal officials in the court, and many powerful court officials handed over notes, saying bluntly that Mr. Shulou Guanqi had violated the rules and even showed no respect for discipline, and should be severely punished.
However, most of these excerpts fell into obscurity, and Emperor Chongtian never even opened them for review. It was precisely for these reasons that Zheng Yuan, the Minister of Punishment, entered the palace with many ministers and generals, hoping to see the Holy King.
"Please, Mr. Guanqi, come with us to see the saint."
Wu Yanbao had originally been serving as a military commander in the Zhenbei Protectorate. He was transferred to Taixuan Jingzhong three years ago and served as the deputy general of the silver-robed army.
Swords and armor are not allowed in the palace. He is dressed in a court uniform with facial features. He may seem short in stature, but his eyes are quite sharp. Standing next to Zheng Yuan, the Minister of Justice, he looks majestic.
He used to deal with the Fan tribes who had surrendered to the imperial court in the Zhenbei Protectorate. Occasionally there would be unrest in such a place, and they would need to leave with their swords. Over time, the blood in him was no weaker than that of the generals who had been living at the border for a long time.
Wu Yanbao didn't want to enter the palace tonight, but he couldn't resist Zheng Yuan's repeated invitations, so he had no choice but to come together.
In addition to these two people, the other officials and generals who entered the palace together with Zheng Yuan and Wu Yanbao were naturally not considered valuable in the Taixuan Palace. However, there were many powerful people in Taixuan Palace, and they might have entered the palace late at night.
There are not many people in the palace. If you put these people outside Taixuan Palace, they are all people with extraordinary status.
Mr. Guanqi walked slowly, and Zheng Yuan and Wu Yanbao came towards him with twenty or thirty people.
Zheng Yuan was the first to salute him: "Mr. Guanqi."
Mr. Guanqi's expression was as warm as ever, and he was dressed in the gray clothes of a Confucian scholar that he had worn for more than ten years, making him look extremely humble.
He nodded towards Zheng Yuan, and his consciousness circulated and mobilized his energy, turning into a soft voice: "I wonder who you are, sir?"
Several ministers behind Zheng Yuan who were closer to him all frowned.
The Minister of Justice also raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking that Mr. Guanqi knew their intention and deliberately made things difficult for him.
An adult in court uniform took a step forward and said, "Mr. Guanqi, this is Lord Zheng Yuan, the Minister of Justice."
Mr. Guanqi's eyes flashed with understanding, and his tone was apologetic: "I have been in the library for a long time, and I am somewhat unfamiliar with the adults from various departments in Xuandu."
Zheng Yuan was as serious as before and said: "The name of Mr. Guanqi is known to everyone in Taixuan Jing.
Mr. Zheng has been admiring Mr. Zheng for his profound knowledge in the library for more than ten years."
Mr. Guanqi looked at Zheng Yuan with interest, but did not speak, as if he had seen through Zheng Yuan's intention.
When Zheng Yuan saw Mr. Guanqi was silent, his tone suddenly became much heavier: "It's just that Mr. Guanqi had a reputation for being quite romantic more than ten years ago. At that time, my master said that Mr. Guanqi was too impulsive.
Zheng Yuan originally thought that his husband had been cultivating himself in the library for more than ten years, teaching and educating people, and improving his knowledge, and all his own impulses had disappeared. However, he never thought that now, more than ten years later, his husband still does things with this carelessness.
"
Zheng Yuan frowned, and there was anger in his expression: "I hope Mr. Guanqi will understand. Zheng Yuan works in the Ministry of Justice as a minister. With a rune, he summoned thunder to hang over Taixuan Jing, attracting many people.
Horrified.
It happened that Qingyun Street was still under the thunder. The people on Qingyun Street were all very important adults in the country and the court. At the end of Qingyun Street was the Jiansu Mansion of the Seventh Prince.
The thunder contained murderous intent, causing the monks' spirits to tremble and the warriors' blood to scream.
This act of sir is really too much."
Mr. Guanqi remained silent and still looked at Zheng Yuan.
This vast palace seemed a bit quiet.
Zheng Yuan saw that Mr. Guanqi didn't answer, and his face seemed a little worried.
He shook his head and sighed: "Sir, today is a good time. Why don't you and I go to the Taixian Hall to meet the Holy King and tell the reason for the thunder in front of the Holy King.
I can also say a few words for you, sir. After all, if you violate the rules, you must give some explanation."
Zheng Yuan just finished speaking.
Behind Wu Yanbao, the deputy general of the Silver Robe Army, a tall general with a cold face shouted angrily: "Bai Guanqi, Mr. Zheng said it politely, but I feel that no matter what the reason, Lei Xuankong will attack the seventh prince."
What you said is disrespectful. The seventh prince has the blood of the Holy King, so where do you put the dignity of the royal family?"
"shut up!"
Wu Yanbao turned his head and shouted angrily at the cold-faced general: "Don't be rude to Mr. Guanqi."
The cold-faced general's breath froze and he lowered his head.
Wu Yanbao apologized: "Mr. Guanqi, according to the Star Gazing Division, the thunder was caused by Mr. Guanqi activating a rune. Those runes were activated rashly. If it got out of control, it would probably cause a huge explosion."
Disaster.
There is a huge crowd in Taixuan Capital, and once those precious runes get out of control, it will cause a huge disaster."
"Sir, why don't you come with us to the Taixian Palace instead of the Holy Monarch sending someone to invite you?"
Zheng Yuan, Wu Yanbao, together with twenty or thirty officials and generals, large and small, all looked at Mr. Guanqi.
Mr. Guanqi still looked at everyone with interest.
"You want to know the reason why I triggered the thunder?" Mr. Guanqi suddenly asked.
Zheng Yuan shook his head: "As a gentleman, there is no need to tell us. When I went to the Taixian Hall, I only told the Holy Lord..."
Before Zheng Yuan finished speaking, Mr. Guanqi gently stroked his sleeves: "You said it politely, but in fact you know in your heart that my thunder is not hanging in the air, but suppressing Jiansu Mansion."
Zheng Yuan and Wu Yanbao's expressions suddenly changed.
A young civil servant frowned and said angrily: "Sir, do you know what you are talking about?"
There were also civil servants who respected the library and said cautiously: "Sir, you need to think twice before saying something."
…
The smile on Mr. Guanqi's face gradually faded, but his gentle and jade-like temperament suddenly became unfamiliar and vast.
"You want to know the reason why I used runes to trigger thunder?"
"It's because of my library, and I, Bai Guanqi, also have a temper."
"The seventh prince, Yu Xuanlou, has repeatedly tried to kill Mr. Lu Jing of my library, but failed to assassinate him. He also wanted to personally manifest his magical power and dharma body to suppress his soul.
Although he is a prince, sometimes he has to know that if he does something wrong, he will have to pay a price and cannot escape unscathed."
Mr. Guanqi spoke eloquently.
Zheng Yuan, Wu Yanbao, and even the ministers and generals present were silent.
The only sound here is the breeze blowing through the building, and you can hear a needle dropping.
"Be bold!"
A general suddenly shouted angrily: "Bai Guanqi, how dare you say the word "suppression". Then the Su Mansion is the residence of the prince, how dare you..."
"This is the palace, so keep your voice down." Mr. Guanqi sighed and took another step, walking along the palace road.
"Mr. Guanqi, do you know how rebellious and outrageous your words just now are?"
Zheng Yuan took a deep breath and looked at the back of Mr. Guanqi.
He really didn't know why Xuan Yi from Tai Xuan Palace never showed up after Mr. Guan Qi said such words in Tai Xuan Palace.
Wu Yanbao took a step forward and said in a deep tone: "Mr. Guanqi, we are the ministers of Taixuan Palace. You said something disobedient today, so we can't just walk away like this."
A group of generals followed Wu Yanbao and looked at Bai Guanqi with somewhat evil eyes.
There were also some elderly generals among them who seemed hesitant.
Immediately, I thought that Bai Guanqi had never made a move since he was seriously injured more than ten years ago, and he became more courageous.
"Mr. Guanqi, let's not mention the disobedient remarks in your words just now. Although Lu Jing is a rare genius, his status as the seventh prince is more precious. Sir, you should not put the seventh prince and Lu Jing in the same place!
"
"Furthermore, the library is a place for preaching and teaching, and is admired by thousands of people. If the disciple in the library is a gentleman, because of his own personal hatred, Mr. Guanqi will protect him or even do something treacherous. This is a gentleman.
, you deserve it."
There was not much anger on Zheng Yuan's lean face, and there was even some hope.
He looked at the back of Mr. Guanqi: "Sir! I advise you to go with us to the Taixian Hall to meet the Holy Lord. The Holy Lord is tolerant, so maybe..."
Before he finished speaking, Mr. Guanqi stopped walking...
"You guys are really...noisy."
He stood on the same spot. In the distance, the white cow and the chief assistant Jiang Baishi had not gone far.
The man in short clothes turned his head while holding the white bull, and said to himself with some contempt: "I haven't seen Mr. Guanqi's expression like this for a long time. These people... really don't know how to live or die."
The man in short clothes was talking to himself, but the generals and commanders were all people with extraordinary cultivation, and there were also powerful monks among the civil servants, so his words naturally fell into the ears of these people.
Wu Yanbao knew this man in short clothes. He once saw this man in short clothes casually crush an evil spirit by chance.
The evil ghost has also ignited the ghost fire.
He didn't know why the man in short clothes said these words. He vaguely guessed that Mr. Guanqi had extraordinary cultivation, and also guessed that what caused the thunder might not be the treasure runes in Mr. Guanqi's hand...
However, Wu Yanbao still sneered at the words of the man in short clothes.
Because this is Taixuan Palace!
The Holy Lord is right in front of us, and there are countless powerful people in the palace. Even the martial artist Fu Wudao, who is becoming more and more powerful now, has come to Taixuanjing many times, but he cannot enter the center of Taixuan Palace.
Mr. Guanqi... so what?
At this moment.
The voice of Mr. Guanqi's spiritual thoughts came slowly, and he sighed: "The library is a place for preaching and teaching, so it is natural to ignore the private hatred of sir and disciples.
But Lu Jing is different."
"And as I just said, you are too noisy. After staying in the library for a long time, I have become slow and leisurely. Only in recent days, I have become a little anxious."
"You guys, don't block the road."
When Mr. Guanqi said this, he suddenly waved his long sleeves.
It was already evening, and a waning moon faintly appeared in the sky.
But when Mr. Guanqi waved his long sleeves, the moon in the sky suddenly disappeared and was replaced by a colorful cloud.
Colorful clouds floated in, and from the colorful clouds... a big hand came out.
The big hand falls gently!
Before Zheng Yuan, Wu Yanbao and more than twenty officials and generals of the imperial court could react, the surging vitality brought bursts of divine light, blessing the big hands.
Slap it down with your big hand, like swatting a fly...
boom!
A dull sound.
The big hand dissipated, and in the noble Taixuan Palace, more than twenty officials were disgraced.
Zheng Yuan, Wu Yanbao, and the generals who had been scolded just now, and the civilian officials were particularly seriously injured, with blood vomiting from the mouth and broken bones.
Wu Yanbao is the deputy general of the silver-robed imperial army in Taixuan Palace. He enjoys the salary of a fourth-grade general. He is a true godly warrior!
But... when the big hand fell just now, there was no trace of energy and blood in his body that could be mobilized.
On the bullock cart in the distance, Jiang Shoufu frowned and shook his head.
But the man in short clothes laughed out loud, with a flash of light in his eyes: "Mr. Guanqi was once the most popular and most talented person in Taixuan Capital! Now these so-called geniuses are even worse than Mr. Guanqi back then.
Go out a lot.
It's just that Mr. Guanqi has become more and more silent over the years, and everyone has forgotten him, and they have also forgotten that he and Mr. Four once destroyed Parrot Island and saved the people in the river with the water of Parrot Island.
But he is just silent, not that he is disabled. These people are asking for trouble."
Jiang Baishi had a heavy heart: "It seems that Mr. Guanqi values Lu Jing more than I thought."
Mr. Guanqi was walking along the long palace road.
On the wall of Taixuanjing Palace, an old man wearing a long robe with snow-white hair glanced at Lu Jing, who was waiting for Mr. Guanqi outside the palace, and then at Mr. Guanqi.
"Watching chess is always the same."
"He was once a landscape master in the Qing Dynasty, and he was a disciple of Tianjiao and Shu Kuang... Watching chess is still the same as before, and it has not changed from the beginning to the end."