The contents in the cloth bag were indeed sent by Lu Jingyao.
To be more precise, it should have been sent by Lu Jingyao and Qiu Yun together.
A white cotton robe that looks very warm, and a letter.
Under normal circumstances, the cotton-padded coat must have been sewn by Qiu Yun, and the letter must have been written by Lu Jingyao.
But this time it was the other way around.
A few months later, the spoiled Lu Jingyao finally learned how to sew clothes. Qiuyun, who was originally illiterate, also learned to read hundreds of characters, among which the three characters "Wei Changtian" were the best.
[Young master, I wish you all the best, your body is fine as usual, but please don’t read...]
He is well-mannered, and at first glance he is a good student taught by Lu Jingyao.
The letter was very short. Wei Changtian read it several times, then raised his white robe and made some gestures on his body. A hint of helplessness mixed with a smile appeared in the corners of his slightly twitched mouth.
Just the color, it does look a bit like a shroud.
Except for people like Yan Shuyuan, who "holds wine with his left hand and dances with a sword with his right hand" who pride themselves on being romantic, most warriors rarely wear light-colored clothes.
Especially this kind of white robe, which is easily stained by dust, is often worn only by scholars.
It seems that he is still thinking about giving up martial arts and embracing literature...
The great proletarian writer, thinker, critic, and writer Mr. Zhou Shuren once said - studying medicine cannot save the people.
However, Wei Changtian did not have Lu Xun's consciousness of "abandoning medicine and embracing literature" to save the common people.
In other words, the people of this world don’t need to save themselves at all.
All he has to do is save himself...
"..."
The bright moon hangs high and the evening breeze is quiet.
Unknowingly, Wei Changtian had been sitting on the chair for a long time, and most of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in the food box at hand was gone.
In the last moment of tranquility before the storm, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and his mood began to change from the previous highly depressed and tense state to a somewhat relaxed state.
Enjoyed the luxurious life of the "second generation rich" and "second generation official".
I have experienced all kinds of magical powers that I have only seen in online articles before.
I even ridden the real courtesans in the previous life who were famous in ancient costumes and whose beauty level 18 couldn't be compared...
No matter what happens in the future, my journey through time is already worth it.
For example, Lu Xun's awakening, using his pen as a sword, writes about his responsibility for the right path of the world.
Just like the ambition of an emperor, he uses his sword as a pen to carve the surname on the jade seal of the country.
Although Wei Changtian didn't want to, it was difficult to change the name of Daning.
But now that things have reached this point, then use the thousands of swords under your hands as the edge, the blood as the ink, and the rivers and lakes as the paper, and write your own story...
A story about a time-traveler who was originally mediocre and worked hard to survive, but was forced to make a huge historical wave in this world.
"The sea laughs, and the tide surges across the Taiwan Strait~"
"Follow the waves and just remember the present~"
"The sky smiles, and the world is full of tide~"
"Who will lose and who will win, God knows..."
"..."
A somewhat tone-deaf singing voice suddenly floated out of the house.
It floated over the hair of Yuan'er who was dozing outside the house, over the skirts of Xu Qingwan's three daughters who were discussing how to share Wei Changtian's worries in the side room, over Li Suyue's slightly bulging belly and the happy smile on Zhang San's face.
The cold light drifted past the weapons hidden in the waists of the Masonic gang guarding the entrance to Fulu Lane.
Finally, it floated past the silver crescent moon overlooking the mountains and rivers of the world, carrying a hint of sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance and unspeakable heroism, and drifted to an unknown distance.
...
...
...
On the tenth day of the second lunar month, in the west of Shuzhou City, Li Mansion.
Baihua Alley, which can accommodate three carriages passing side by side, is considered a wide alley. However, at this time, the alley is empty. Except for a man in white robe who is walking casually, there is no one else.
Although there was no one in the alley, behind the vermilion door of Li's Mansion was a large group of servants holding various weapons.
"Old, master..."
A man swallowed tremblingly, and tried his best to lower his voice and reported to the man next to him: "Come, the person coming is indeed Wei Changtian..."
"Why panic?!"
The man shouted in a low voice, but his pale face clearly showed his current state - he was fierce in appearance and weak in heart.
"He's the only one here?!"
"Yes Yes......"
The man holding the knife pushed aside the crowd, looked out through the crack in the door, and quickly answered truthfully: "The villain really only saw him."
"one person......"
The man seemed to be quietly relieved, but he still did not dare to slack off. He asked in a deep voice: "How did you do what I just told you?"
"The madam and several young men have escaped from the tunnel."
The big man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and hurriedly advised: "Master, let's hurry up..."
"Dong dong dong!"
The sound of the copper ring tapping on the door was very close, not loud, but it frightened the man and he immediately shut his mouth.
"I, our house is not accepting guests today!"
Under the signal from the man's eyes, a doorman trembled and shouted towards the door:
"Also, please come back first, change, change, and come back another day!"
"..."
The stammering shouts were somewhat amusing, but no one could laugh at the moment.
Nearly a hundred big men with weapons in their hands held their breath and waited for a while before hearing a somewhat lazy voice.
"Mr. Li, your wife and children just went missing?"
"My man, Wei Changtian, just happened to find them, and now I specially send them back to you."
"Oh, by the way, I want to ask Mr. Li."
"Do you, the whole family... do you want to live or die?"
"..."
"Open, open the door! Open the door quickly!!"
"..."
An hour later.
Wei Changtian walked out of Li's house with a calm expression, and the white robe on his body was still spotless.
Zhang San, who was guarding the door, immediately stepped forward to greet him, opened a pamphlet, and made a circle after "Zhenbaozhai, Li Dong".
"Sir, next is the Prime Minister of Shuzhou, Mr. Feng Wenshan."
"Um."
Wei Changtian nodded and stepped onto the carriage, as if he was going to do an ordinary thing and casually gave instructions:
"Let's go."
...
At the same time that Wei Changtian left the Li Mansion, thousands of miles away in the capital, Cen Peishan, the official of Guanglu Temple, who was an important figure of the Liu Sect, was murdered by his men and died tragically in Guanglu Temple. He became the first one this year, but he would never
He was the last high-ranking official of rank three or above to die unexpectedly.
That night, people from the Ministry of Punishment and the Metropolitan Procuratorate broke into the Xuanjing Division and forcibly took away two colleagues who were equivalent to second-in-commands and three senior fourth-rank governors.
The Xuanjing Division did not resist the law violently, but less than a quarter of an hour after the incident, the door of the Demon Suppression Prison where hundreds of demon beasts were imprisoned suddenly opened wide, and all the demon beasts escaped, leaving the entire capital awake all night.
Next day, February 11th.
In the early morning, Wei Xianzhi angrily accused the Criminal Department of having monsters working under the guise of arresting people for no reason. Instead, they secretly released the monsters in custody through the chaos, completely evading any responsibility for this major accident.
There was an immediate commotion in the court hall, but the words of Cai Sheng, the left minister of household affairs, made the already chaotic situation even worse.
"Your Majesty! The Xu family wants to rebel!"
"..."
In the afternoon of that day, the Hualing Guards who had been merged into the Metropolitan Procuratorate rushed into the Xu family's mansion. However, the huge mansion, which was still full of people in the morning, was completely empty.
At the same time, all the Xu family's properties in the capital were closed and turned away from customers. At one time, half of the shops on the street were closed, and prices in the city rose by 30% in one day.
February 12th.
At dawn, a freshly issued "Edict of the People" was posted on the streets and alleys, convicting the Xu family of rebellion. The charges were nearly a hundred pages long and covered an entire wall of posters.
In one day's work, more than a dozen officials from the capital, big and small, were stripped of their black gauze hats, and some even lost their heads on the spot.
But more Xu faction officials have long since disappeared.
Five days later.
The war between Liu and Wei has spread from the capital to all parts of Daning, and the state governments have also begun to clean up the members of the Xu family.
Only Jizhou, the home base of the Xu family, and Shuzhou far to the southwest remained unmoved.
February 19th.
At noon, more than ten thousand Imperial Guard troops rushed out from the palace and headed straight for Jizhou.
At Haishi, nearly a thousand men in black appeared from nowhere and entered the palace. The sound of fighting continued all night long, and the smell of blood spread far and wide.
February 20th.
The morning meeting that was supposed to start at the fifth watch was postponed by an hour, and it was not until the hour of the morning that Ning Yongnian slowly appeared.
Although there was nothing unusual about his appearance, the pale face of the current emperor showed just how serious the assassination was last night.
Openly conspired to rebel and assassinate the emperor.
This kind of thing has not happened in the land of Daning for nearly a thousand years.
Once the news spread, the world was shaken and people were panicked.
February 21st.
The eight prohibitions flew out from the palace and were sent to the other thirty-five states except Jizhou on the same day.
1. All major cities with more than 100,000 households will implement curfews from now on...
2. All non-border troops must prepare military supplies and accept dispatch at any time...
Third, all Xu family properties are forcibly returned to the royal family. Anyone who refuses to comply will be regarded as treason, implicating the nine clans...
Fourth, the power to recommend, appoint, remove, promote, demote, and transfer all officials above seventh grade is concentrated in the Ministry of Personnel, and local and state governments are temporarily exempted from personnel scheduling authority...
...
8. Anyone from the Xu family in the capital who can be verified according to their genealogy, regardless of their direct descendants, will be executed.
There is no doubt that Ning Yongnian wanted to extirpate the Xu family's surname for generations to come.
Since then, Daning, which had been peaceful for hundreds of years, finally fell into chaos in the early spring of the fifteenth year of Tianji.
Historians of later dynasties traced the origin of this chaos to the Spring Dragon Poetry Society, so they named this chaos——