Chapter 310 The chessboard is cracked, how should I play chess?
This memorial cannot be said to be of outstanding literary talent, but every word it points out the guilt of the Dafulong clan over the years. In the ears of many ministers and generals in the Taiqian Palace, it is no less than a thunderous thunder.
All the six ministers of Dafu lowered their heads, and even their breathing became very light.
The chief minister contracted the cold and did not go to court. Sheng Ruzhou stood in front of the civil servants, followed by a group of Taishu cabinet ministers.
Su Houcang of the Great Kingdom did not go to court today. Li Guanlong of the Shaozhu Kingdom was ordered by the emperor to reorganize his army and was about to take his generals to Shenguan to garrison.
But even so, there were still dozens of generals in the palace looking at Lu Jing, who was standing at the front, with admiration in their eyes.
Lu Jing was wearing a white jade chi tiger court uniform, his eyes were calm, like a pool of silent water, without any ripples in sight.
It was as if the memorial on that piece of paper was not written by him.
The Seventh Prince Yu Xuanlou and Duke Chu looked at each other.
Yu Xuanlou, who was originally angry because of Lu Jingcai's words, also had a clearer look in his eyes.
There is a smile hidden deep in his eyes...
In any case, the Dafu Dragon genus is still one of Dafu's most powerful forces. Taichong Hai Taichong Longjun was already a world-famous Eighth Realm monk during the last spiritual tide.
But now, many years have passed, even though the two battles between spiritual tides have caused fluctuations in the cultivation of this long-famous Unparalleled Heavenly Dragon, he is still one of the top strong men in Dafu.
In addition, Taichong Sea has a long history, and I don’t know what kind of heritage it contains over the long years.
Some people even speculate that there was more than one cultivator of the Eighth Realm in the beginning, and that there were countless real dragons in the Dragon King's Dragon Palace.
In the Dafu world, all the rivers, seas and even the Dragon King in the well obey the orders of the Dragon King of Taichong.
But today, Lu Jing's memorial was aimed directly at Taichong Longjun.
In any case, the young Duke Lu Jing had such courage, which shocked everyone in the court and at the same time left them with some doubts in their hearts.
"What is Mr. Jing Guo going to do?"
"Although the Dafulong genus is evil, it does have some great achievements. In addition, it is at this critical moment when the Northern Qin Dynasty is looking at it. If Dafu Chaotang is guilty of punishing the Taichong Dragon Lord, it is also responsible for the Dafulong genus... A great apocalypse will inevitably set off turbulent waves."
Some ministers were thinking this way.
Among these ministers and generals, there are many who have seen the domineering Da Fulong for a long time, but in the past, every time they thought about this, they just sighed deeply in their hearts.
The world is not just about simple good and evil, rewards and punishments. Some people who do evil may not necessarily be punished because of the situation in the world.
Everyone in the world lives by rules.
Yu Qixiang, who killed a dragon king, broke the rules. Even though she was the daughter of King Chong'an, even though the three states of Chong'an were guarding the border, and countless soldiers from the three states of Chong'an shed their blood, even though the king of Chong'an would achieve great success in the early days, He also made great sacrifices to Dafu, but Yu Qixiang broke the rules, and Dafulong, who was within the rules, also dared to liquidate Yu Qixiang.
Later, Lu Jing Yuan Shen came out of his body and entered the Western Sea of Clouds with his sword. Carrying that mysterious thunder, he killed through a dragon palace under the light of the Dragon Slaying Platform...
Ao Jiuyi, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, and Feng Zhuhe, the Dragon King of the West Sea, hurried to Beijing and wanted to question Lu Jing in the court.
But it happened that the Dragon King of Xiyun Hai Xiyun took action first, and Lu Jing also had the authority to enforce laws and had the ability to call upon the wind and rain.
What's more important is that the Holy Lord never questioned Lu Jing, which means that Lu Jing has the upper hand among all the rules.
Living in a ravine, Ao Jiuyi had no choice but to leave Xuandu.
But he never thought that a month later, Lu Jing, who was wearing the white jade chi tiger court uniform, would go to court for the first time and hand over such a memorial, which shocked the civil and military officials of the court...
There was a brief silence in the court hall.
Just at this time, at the end of the long palace corridor of Taiqian Palace, a young man wearing silver armor, holding a golden halberd in both hands, with a cold face, but with eyes that seemed to have deep sea torrents, slowly walked towards him.
The guards in front of the palace changed their expressions when they saw the golden halberd. They first saluted the young man, and soon there were guards coming to the palace, saying loudly: "General Yu Dongshen, the halberd general of the three states of Chong'an, comes to the palace."
The ministers in the DPRK still held the jade tablets in their hands and said nothing.
But the way they looked at the palace and the earth was changing quietly.
Yu Xuanlou glanced sideways at Lu Jing, but saw that Lu Jing's expression remained unchanged at this time.
Emperor Chongtian on the throne glanced at Lu Jing with interest, then looked outside the palace, and nodded slowly: "Call!"
"The Holy Lord summons the halberd general Yu Dongshen to enter the palace!"
A sound of swirling air flowed into the void.
Wearing silver armor and holding a heavenly halberd, God Yu Dong walked into the palace.
All the ministers in the court took a peek and saw a towering man with a resolute face, his head held high and his chest held high. He strode forward until he was in line with the Seventh Prince, Sheng Ruzhou, Chu Guogong and Jing Guoping. The Holy King salutes.
"I...regan to pay homage to the God of Yudong."
Yu Dongshen’s voice was loud and clear.
When Emperor Chongtian saw Yu Dongshen, he stood up for the first time, walked down the jade steps, and walked all the way to Yu Dongshen.
He first took a closer look at Yu Dongshen.
Then he lowered his head and looked at the halberd in Yu Dongshen's hand.
The golden light emitted by the Heavenly Halberd became brighter and brighter as Emperor Chongtian lowered his eyes. Emperor Chongtian seemed to be a little emotional, and stretched out his hand to touch the Heavenly Halberd.
Until his hand was only one foot away from the heavenly halberd, Emperor Chongtian suddenly made a fist, sighed and turned around to walk up the jade steps.
"I still remember that when the Heavenly Halberd was first formed, your father and I rode up to the Jiao Shen Mountain. We looked down at the clouds and mist under the Jiao Shen Mountain, carrying the entire Taixuan Capital, and even the entire Taixuan Palace, turning into blazing fire. Like clouds all over the sky.
The miraculous craftsmanship of heaven and earth forged this heavenly halberd.
At that time, this Heavenly Halberd was not as powerful as it is now. I still had the Emperor's Sword, and this Heavenly Halberd belonged to your father.
But I never thought that decades later, to this day, this Heavenly Halberd would become the pinnacle of martial arts and profound weapons in the world."
"Just like your father, he climbed up the stairs step by step, from a pampered prince to a world-famous general, and from a playful young man to the world's martial arts leader."
"The martial arts monks all over the world say that it was this halberd that made King Chong'an, but I know very well that it was King Chong'an that made this magical weapon."
"Without King Chong'an, the Heavenly Halberd would never be able to miss the great sun."
Emperor Chongtian said many things for the first time.
All the ministers in the court listened carefully.
But the light on the halberd gradually converged, finally revealing the true appearance of this divine weapon.
This divine weapon is golden in color, but there are many lines and reliefs on it. Each line is faintly visible and just right.
Especially on the two blades of the halberd, there seemed to be many stars engraved on them. These stars were all revolving around a big sun, as if they contained unimaginable mysteries.
"Holy Lord, my father is seriously ill and cannot enter Xuandu to meet the Holy Lord, so only the last general came with the Heavenly Halberd."
Emperor Chongtian's calm face showed some worry. He was silent for a long time, and then he looked at Yu Dongshen: "You have come to Taixuanjing, can I ask for anything?"
"Holy Lord, the last general has come to complain." Yu Dongshen lowered his head and spoke.
The ministers in the court did not dare to breathe a single breath.
At this moment, Yu Dongshen was standing next to Lu Jing.
Two great and young geniuses stood side by side. Duke Jing Guo was dressed in white and Prince Chong'an was dressed in silver armor.
The two never looked at each other from beginning to end, but everyone in the civil and military circles knew... Duke Jing Guo's pen was as sharp as a knife, Prince Chong'an carried Prince Chong'an's halberd, and their goal...
They are all Dafulongs, and they are both Taichonghai and Taichong Dragon Lords!
It was such a scene in the court hall.
But on the bank of the Zhutai River where countless people in Taixuanjing make a living, there is a storyteller in gray shirt with a calm face and a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth. He moved a table, put out a wooden table, and set up a Sifang wine shop next to it.
The plaque...
The crowds coming and going for the morning market were immediately attracted.
boom!
He slapped the awakening tree and said: "Good deeds and evil deeds will be rewarded in the end. Let's talk about Duke Jing going to court and counting the evil deeds of the real dragon. Real dragon? Monster?"
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Suddenly, the storyteller's desk was surrounded by people on the busy streets.
In the noisy morning market, the storyteller spoke clearly and clearly, and every word could be clearly understood by the people around him.
"Speaking of the true dragon that turns over the clouds and seas, the true dragon that swallows clouds and spits out mist, the true dragon's size depends on the heart...
It is also said that the real dragon eats people to fill its belly, uses human bones to make its bed, and uses human flesh and blood as elixir. The Beique Sea is full of bones, the islanders of Xiyun Sea are buried in the waves, and the Taichong Hailong Lord protects the demon dragon..."
"Now Duke Jing, wearing the white jade chi tiger court robe, ascends to the palace and delivers a memorial. How can the debt of a real dragon's blood be washed away by the torrential waves?"
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After the introduction, many people listened attentively. The storyteller woke up again and talked about the blood sacrifices in Beique Sea and Xiyun Sea, the high-altitude real dragons in the East China Sea, South China Sea and even Taichong Sea, and the road in the middle of the river.
Ying Xuanguang, the eldest prince of Taichonghai who was beheaded by Duke Jingguo, and the nine blood sacrifice formations on the Hezhong Road.
Anger spread in the hearts of these people.
Someone asked loudly: "That storyteller, is this a romance essay?"
The storyteller knocked on the desk and said, "Today the Duke went to court to do this, so how can it be an essay?"
A silent torrent brews in the hearts of many people.
That Mr. Lu Jing was made a Duke of the country because of his achievements in making wind and rain, and he was loved by the people of Dafu.
Today, he seems to want to ask for help from the people again and deal with those demonic dragons who don't treat people as human beings.
Among them were many young scholars who were full of enthusiasm. In the past, they were not familiar with the world, did not know the right and wrong of the world, and did not know that there was such a wild and rebellious Dragon Palace under the rule of Da Fu.
But when they heard the news about the storyteller, they wandered around the Imperial Academy, several academies in Taixuanjing, and the library that looked like spring all year round, privately inquiring about the news...
Unexpectedly, I discovered that what the storyteller said was true.
Mr. Lu Jing went to the palace wearing the imperial robes and read a copy of Da Fulong.
The memorials written by the Duke were circulated in Taixuanjing.
Some people heard that Prince Chong'an traveled thousands of miles to Xuandu just to come for the Great Fulong genus. This involved another incident from the past...
It was the murder of the Beique Sea Dragon King.
Bei Quehai committed evil first, and a young girl who was as passionate as a young scholar from Taixuan Jing entered the Dragon Palace and chopped off the head of the Dragon King, but was hunted down by dragons all over the world.
These things sound to the ears of many people like ghosts and gods, but the people in Xuandu can always relate to them...
Because in these stories, the superior real dragons slaughtered ordinary people like them.
As a result, these things spread throughout Taixuanjing in almost a few hours.
Countless young scholars were furious and gathered in the Imperial College, academies, and libraries.
Some people recited Lu Jing's poem about killing a real dragon where there was a real dragon, and some people silently wrote that three million sword lights flew up, which made the whole world feel chilly.
Some princes who were not afraid of death even went to Taixuan Palace and Jingyin Mansion, beat the alarm drum, and sued the Dafulong clan...
Countless people signed their names on the papyrus paper, and many ordinary people also participated. Some people who could not write their names bit their fingertips and replaced them with blood.
In places like the library, academy, and Imperial College, there were many scholars who wrote poems and paintings based on Long Yanzhi, but in just one day, all these poems and paintings about dragons were burned to the ground.
Taixuanjing... unexpectedly set off a wave of anti-dragon rebellion!
Taixuanjing is the center of Dafu, and the wave of Taixuanjing will soon evolve into a wave of the entire Dafu, and even affect the entire world.
In the court hall, the Holy Lord finally looked at Lu Jing and Yu Dongshen very seriously.
In response to Lu Jing's memorial and Yu Dongshen's request, the Holy Lord ordered Taishu Pavilion to issue an edict, asking Taichong Hai and Taichong Dragon Lord to immediately enter Xuandu to accept questioning.
They also dispatched Taixuan Jingzhongxuanyi guards to thoroughly check whether the Dragon Pan Formation still exists in Wufanghai.
There are thirty-six provinces in the world, five protective palaces, and four independent cities must also thoroughly investigate the areas under their jurisdiction...
Duke Jing Guo wrote a letter, and the fact that God Yu Dong entered the Taiqian Palace with his halberd seemed to have opened a corner of the curtain.
"Lu Jing actually didn't give in at all, and even dared to rely on his status as a prince to file a lawsuit against Taichong Longjun. This matter has become more and more interesting."
Yu Xuanlou was happy to see the success, his eyes were burning.
Li Wuhuang sat next to him, and the pearls on her head collided with each other, making a crisp sound.
She was happy to see Yu Xuanlou, and a glimmer of hope arose in her heart.
"No matter what the outcome of this matter is, there is absolutely no room for relaxation between Lu Jing and Taichong Longjun. One day, eight-level heavenly dragons like Taichong Longjun will always exhale a bad breath on behalf of the dragons in the world."
Yu Xuanlou never thought that Taichong Longjun would be punished for this incident.
In his heart, even if the Holy Lord punishes him, Dafulong will pay the price, and the guilt will never be as great as that of Taichong Longjun.
Now that the spiritual tide has not yet begun, the Eighth Realm Heavenly Dragon... is really too rare.
At this moment, a black sky dragon broke through the sea surface from the Taichong Sea, carrying the dark clouds in the sky and rolling up the storm. On his dragon soul, streaks of red thunder continued to shine.
That was... the Pure Yang Thunder Tribulation.
Wherever the Pure Yang Thunder Tribulation passes, the surging force overwhelms all sentient beings.
After a year, Taichonghai and Taichong Longjun are going to Taixuanjing again.
"Lu Jing..."
A flash of sharpness flashed in Taichong Longjun's eyes.
He never dreamed that the stubborn young monk would overestimate his own abilities, set up a chessboard on his own, and play against him.
"If the chess pieces are too heavy and the chessboard breaks, how are you going to play chess?"