In the lobby of Beizhen Fusi, which was filled with a chilling atmosphere, the Jinyiwei commanding officers, commanders, ministers, governors, thousands of households, hundreds of households, general flags, small flags, school lieutenants, and warriors lined up from the hall to the courtyard.
There was a huge crowd of people, all wearing flying fish suits, with embroidered spring knives on their waists, and all of them looked solemn.
This is the Ming Dynasty. Unlike the other five countries of the Six Dynasties, the customs of the Ming Dynasty are quite special.
Here, a wonderful balance was achieved between the scholar-bureaucrats, ministers, eunuchs, imperial guards and other cronies of the emperor.
The key to this balance lies in the emperor. The emperor of the Ming Dynasty left a very simple model to his descendants. As long as you have a good balance between civil servants and ministers, you can control the empire.
The emperor's authority will also be at its peak. If one party declines slightly, it will not completely fall, but can replenish itself and recover.
This balance is difficult to break because both sides have sufficient foundation and their own fundamentals.
Unless a fool comes to the throne and single-handedly breaks the balance and makes one party dominant, it will be difficult for the imperial power to leave the Forbidden City.
"Ti is so handsome!" A protracted voice came from the doorway from afar.
Liu Mian wore a scarlet robe with tiger and leopard patchwork, a gold lychee belt, and black official boots. He walked in grandly with square steps.
Everyone found that behind him, there was a monk, and there was a little girl standing next to the monk.
After Liu Mian walked arrogantly to the main hall to discuss the case, he even leaned down to let the monk behind him take the lead.
Everyone present was dumbfounded. When had Tishuai ever been so polite?
Behind him, the monk was not polite, walked to the front and said, "Where is your Majesty?"
The big one and the small one were none other than Dao Yan and Tang Sai'er. Li Yu expected that Tang Sai'er also had Buddha's light, but there was no Buddha statue where she was.
Even if there are Buddha statues, except for big temples like Daxiangguo Temple, there will be no such evil relics hidden there.
"Your Majesty is at the Sheji Altar." Someone from the Jinyi Guards replied.
Every February and August, on the early morning of Shangwu Day, the Ming Emperor would come to the Sheji Altar to hold a sacrificial ceremony to pray for good weather, good harvests, peace and prosperity for the country and the people. In case of major events such as expeditions, division of troops, sacrifice of prisoners, droughts and floods, etc., they would also come here.
Hold a sacrifice.
Dao Yan nodded and said, "Take me into the palace."
For ordinary people to enter the palace, they naturally need the emperor's permission, but with a word from Dao Yan, no one dared to stop him.
The imperial city of the Ming Dynasty was very large. There were not only places of worship such as the Ancestral Temple, Sheji Altar, and Guandi Temple, but also the offices of the Four Divisions, Eight Bureaus, and Twelve Supervisors, commonly known as the Twenty-Four Yamen, as well as the so-called Neidong Factory.
Passing through Dong'anli Gate, heading east to the Middle Gate, and then Donghua Gate, they entered the Forbidden City. Tang Sai'er looked around and saw guards standing everywhere, solemn and solemn. They all had official positions and were of high rank.
"Great monk, is this the royal palace?"
Dao Yan nodded, and under the leadership of the guards, he came to Fengtian Hall to wait.
Fengtian Hall is the first of the three main halls. It is about ten feet high, with five ridges and four slopes, and flying eaves and animals. It is the place for court ceremonies. Daoyan and Tang Saier stood outside the hall at the white marble railings carved with clouds, dragons and phoenixes.
After about an hour, someone came out and reported loudly: "Your Majesty has returned to the palace."
A young man walked out quickly from the hall, wearing a black winged crown and a red dragon robe with a round collar and narrow sleeves. After seeing Dao Yan, his face showed excitement and he stepped forward to hold his hand: "
Young Master, is it really you?"
Dao Yan bowed slightly and said, "I have met your Majesty, Yao Guangxiao."
Emperor Zhu Zhanji of the Ming Dynasty waved his hand and said: "Here you come, please give me a seat!"
"After so many years since the young master's departure, he is still as graceful as ever. Grandpa Huang thought that the young master had passed away, so he personally wrote the Shinto inscription and entered our Ming Dynasty Ancestral Temple as a civil servant."
Speaking of Zhu Di, Dao Yan was also a little emotional and said: "The late emperor was so kind that I could never repay him with his death. Over the years in Bianliang of the Song Dynasty, I encountered some things and was trapped in a dungeon for ten years. I didn't want things to change and people to be called
People are prone to sadness."
"My father has always been in poor health. After my grandfather passed away, he became even more grief-stricken. He had long entrusted the Ming Dynasty to my shoulders. Fortunately, now that the young master is back, I have a backbone."
Dao Yan said modestly: "Your Majesty said something serious, but there is indeed a hidden danger in this country of Ming Dynasty, which is right in front of us."——
Yuanmiao Mountain, Shenxiao Palace.
Li Yu held a whisk in his hand and said with a smile: "What material is this made of?"
"Nanqiao Pine."
Lin Lingsu spoke with a hint of sadness in her tone.
This is a very emotional person. In the eyes of ordinary Taoist priests, emotion is a taboo.
But Lin Lingsu didn't care about this. He always thought of some people or things in his youth, and felt deeply for them.
He attaches great importance to human relationships, rather than blindly pursuing immortality.
Whether it's kindness or resentment, he will repay it.
Li Yu took a step closer and asked in a low voice: "Palace Master, now our arrangements are complete. We are just waiting for the time to come and take the human emperor's energy. But there is one more thing that is very important. I have to ask the palace for advice."
host."
"What's the matter?"
Li Yu said: "Will those loose immortals in our Song Dynasty interfere?"
Lin Lingsu said categorically: "No."
Li Yu nodded and said: "Then I'm relieved. We don't need their help, but these people must not cause trouble."
"The matter of the Human Emperor involves many causes and effects. Except for a lunatic like me and a descendant of Taiping Dao like you, who would be willing to get involved."
Li Yu smelled an unusual smell, tilted his head and asked, "What do you mean? What do you mean by this cause and effect?"
"Hey, don't get excited, it's just some small cause and effect. How can Taiping Dao be afraid of this?"
Li Yu swallowed and continued to ask: "What happened to the Human Emperor? What's the cause and effect?"
"The Human Emperor is a very wonderful existence. No matter how beautiful and talented you are, none of you can achieve immortality by cultivating Taoism."
Li Yu felt a little panicked and asked, "Why is this?"
"God's will is unpredictable."
Li Yu knew some of the answers in his heart, and it seemed that someone was behind the scenes, because if the Human Emperor could last for a long time, the power of his faith would most likely completely surpass that of all gods and Buddhas.
Many land-based immortals are unwilling to intervene in palace battles, and the rise and fall of the kingdom is also due to this. All the capable ministers and generals who assist the emperor are immortal.
Even if they are very powerful and can make gods and Buddhas bow their heads, they are still limited by their longevity.
Lin Lingsu patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, it all depends on people."
He unconsciously emphasized the word "person", and Li Yu knew it.
Li Yu chuckled, "Is it useful to be afraid? To be honest, I have never been afraid."
