After Tang Yin consulted ministers about moving the capital to no avail, he never mentioned the matter again. As time passed, the matter fell into disuse and no one talked about it.
More than a month later, during the early morning court meeting, after discussing government affairs and the ministers were about to leave the court, Tang Yin suddenly remembered something and called everyone back and said, "I had a strange dream last night.
In the dream, I was standing at the door of the court, there, yes, right there!" While speaking, Tang Yin also pointed out the door.
Everyone glanced back subconsciously, and then all looked at Tang Yin, wondering why the king suddenly talked about his dream in the court.
Tang Yin walked around the table, walked down from the throne, stood in the center of the hall, looked around at the ministers, and said with a puzzled face: "It was very strange at that time. I was standing at the door of the hall when I suddenly noticed that the sky was rising from the south.
The purple-red light is really beautiful, and looking at it will make people feel indescribably comfortable and peaceful. You are all capable ministers. Who can interpret dreams? Please help me analyze what this dream is about."
People look at each other and try to interpret dreams? How can I interpret dreams? If it is a dream dreamed by someone else, I can analyze it casually, but this dream is dreamed by the king. If I make a mistake, I will suffer the consequences.
Everyone turned their attention to the national preceptor Liang Feiyun and the eldest uncle Zhang Xun. They had to rely on the eldest uncle to interpret the dream. Liang Feiyun was also a eldest uncle in the past.
Zhang Xun frowned and murmured: "There is purple light rising in the south, which means that happy events are bound to happen in the south, and the king is the king. If the king dreams of purple light in the south, it means... it means..."
"What does it mean? Master Zhang, please tell me quickly!" Tang Yin asked impatiently.
Zhang Xun bowed and said hurriedly: "That is to say... the destiny of my country, Dafeng, is... in the south!"
"Ah?" Hearing this, everyone present was shocked. The destiny of the country lies in the south? In other words, the Feng Kingdom should move south? If the identity of the eldest uncle was not too noble and sacred, I am afraid that the ministers present could not help but shout.
Reprimanded.
Liang Feiyun smiled leisurely and continued: "What Uncle Zong said is reasonable. According to the king's dream interpretation, such an inference can indeed be made. In fact, it is easy to understand. Our country has been expanding southward, and the national destiny will naturally be in the south."
"What the Imperial Master means is that our country will move south and move its capital south?" Zhang Xin, the governor of Suzhou, frowned and asked in a deep voice.
"The destiny of the country lies in the south, so the capital should naturally move south." Liang Feiyun said matter-of-factly.
"That's nonsense!" Zhang Zhe stood up and expressed his opposition. It was rare that this time he and Zhang Xin finally stood on the same stand. He said sternly: "Dafeng has been established for thousands of years, and Yancheng has always been the location of the country's destiny. How can we say that it will change?
Change?" At this point, he sneered again and said: "A while ago, someone actually asked the king about moving the capital to the south. Could this... be the suggestion of the Imperial Preceptor? The Imperial Preceptor is originally a Zhenren.
, now you are bewitching the king to harm the fate of the country, but can you avenge the fallen Zhen Kingdom?"
Zhang Zhe is such a person. He speaks mercilessly and says whatever he thinks, regardless of who the other person is. In other words, Liang Feiyun's cultivation is deep enough. If it were anyone else, he would probably fall out after hearing this.
Already.
Even Tang Yin felt that what Zhang Zhe said was a bit too much. His face darkened and he said, "As a royal doctor, Mr. Zhang should judge matters objectively. How can you just blame others based on your personal assumptions?"
Zhang Zhe hurriedly bowed and saluted and said: "It is true that I made a mistake just now, but I am also eager to protect the country. I hope your Majesty will understand."
What else could Tang Yin say about Zhang Zhe? This stupid young man would even dare to contradict himself when he got excited, let alone Liang Feiyun, who was not born in Fengren?
He waved his hand and said calmly: "I only have this dream occasionally and I don't understand it, so I just asked casually. You don't need to take it too seriously."
"Your Majesty is wise!" As soon as Tang Yin finished speaking, Zhang Zhe bowed his hands and saluted, and sang loudly.
Tang Yin was happy, and was made angry by Zhang Zhe. He nodded, without saying anything more, waved his sleeves and said: "Retreat from the court!"
"Your Majesty, please leave!" All the ministers exited the hall one after another. When Liang Feiyun was about to turn around and leave, Tang Yin stopped him, and then the two of them walked side by side towards the room at the back.
Tang Yin said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang is upright and outspoken. He just offended the Imperial Master. The Imperial Master should be more tolerant!"
Liang Feiyun smiled and said: "To be honest, if we really want to date, I would rather date a straight-tempered person like Mr. Zhang than deal with a villain who flatters me on the surface but stabs me in the dark."
Tang Yin looked up and laughed, saying: "I can guarantee this. If Mr. Zhang wants to kill someone, he will definitely chop off their head with a knife in his hand."
Liang Feiyun was also amused by Tang Yin's words. After a pause, he asked, "Has the king really made up his mind to move the capital?"
Tang Yin asked Zhang Xun and Liang Feiyun to help him interpret his dream in the court hall. It was just an introduction he threw out to pave the way for the next plan. Regarding this matter, he had approached Liang Feiyun in advance, but not Zhang Xun.
Liang Feiyun is a pure person and does not have as deep feelings for Yancheng as Zhang Xun. Moreover, Liang Feiyun is more adaptable than Zhang Xun. To put it bluntly, Tang Yin has a premonition that if he goes to Liang Feiyun, he will definitely help him. If he goes to Zhang Xun, he will definitely help him.
Not only will they not help themselves, they may even spread their plans and ruin their own affairs.
Tang Yin did not answer directly, but asked instead: "In the opinion of the national master, should the current capital of our country be moved or should it not be moved?"
Liang Feiyun was silenced by his question. It was really not easy for him to answer this question. Judging from the current situation, it is definitely inappropriate for Feng State to set its capital in Yancheng. But after all, he is not a Feng person. If he supports moving the capital
, it is suspected of subverting the Feng Kingdom. Liang Feiyun pondered for a long time, and said with a wry smile: "Your Majesty, please don't make things difficult for mediocre ministers."
Although he did not answer his question directly, Tang Yin understood what he meant when he heard this. He smiled bitterly and said: "Since the capital should be moved, what are you waiting for? Are you waiting for Ning Di and Mo Di to cause a big mess?
If the capital was moved earlier, Feng Country would be more stable. Unfortunately, too many people believe in the term "national destiny", and too many people only care about their own one-third of an acre of land, completely ignoring the interests of the country.
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Liang Feiyun nodded secretly. The Feng King was actually much more courageous, tenacious, and uncompromising than ordinary monarchs. As long as he was determined to do the right thing, no matter how difficult it was, he could persist in doing it. Based on this alone,
That's very admirable.
A few days later, there were continuous heavy rains in Yancheng. The climate in Yancheng is not good. There are high mountains all around. In summer, the climate is hot, and in winter, it is freezing cold. Even if it rains, it will either not rain or not.
Just a few days.
For the past few days, the sky has been gloomy, with dark clouds covering the sky, making people unable to lift their spirits. This morning, the heavy rain continued. When most of the people in Yancheng were still sleeping, suddenly, there was a heavy rain coming from the west of the city.
There was a deafening loud noise.
The sound was so loud that it was as if the sky was falling. It could be heard clearly for dozens of miles around, and the echoes lingered for a long time.
At the same time, the entire Yancheng city was shaking. Many people thought there was an earthquake. They got up from their beds in a panic, without even putting on their clothes. They rushed out of their homes and took refuge in the streets.
It was still raining heavily at this time, and people were hunching their necks and hunching their waists in the street, talking to each other, what happened in the crusade, where did the loud noise just come from, and why did the ground shake and the mountains shake?
feel.
Just when people couldn't figure out what was going on, suddenly, a fast horse galloped in from outside the city.
The rider on the horse was a soldier named Feng Feng. He was holding an order flag that would only be used in emergencies. He ran wildly and shouted: "Get out of the way, get out of the way! Get out of the way quickly! Something big has happened!"
The people taking refuge in the streets were so frightened that they retreated to both sides. The Feng Jun galloped on his horse and headed straight for the palace.
Now, the morning court in Feng Kingdom has not ended yet. It is raining too much outside. Although they have finished discussing the government affairs, the ministers have not left immediately. Tang Yin specially prepared some tea, fruits and snacks, and chatted with the ministers while eating and drinking.
Tang Yin and the ministers also heard the loud noise just now. They sent people out to investigate, but they had not come back yet. While people were still waiting for news in the court, a soldier named Feng, who was covered in rain and looked like a drowned rat, stumbled outside.
He stumbled in.
After entering the main hall, he fell to his knees with a plop, his voice changed, and he almost screamed: "Your Majesty, something bad happened, Duanlong Mountain...Duanlong Mountain collapsed!"
"What?" This sentence stunned everyone present. They sat here, dumbfounded, and couldn't recover for a long time.
Duanlong Mountain is located to the west of Yancheng. It is where the Feng Kingdom's ancestral temple is located. The founding ancestors of Feng Kingdom and the memorial tablets of successive kings are all in Duanlong Mountain. Now that Duanlong Mountain has collapsed, this is not only a huge loss.
The problem is a very bad omen!
The first person to come back to his senses was Zhang Xun, the eldest uncle. The old man stood up like a spring. But as soon as he stood up, he felt that the world was spinning, his vision went dark, and he fell straight back.
Zhang Xun fainted on the spot. The civil and military ministers gathered around, lifted up the unconscious Zhang Xun, rubbed his chest, beat his back, and called out repeatedly: "Uncle Zong! Wake up, Uncle Zong, wake up, Uncle Zong."
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Zhang Xuncai faintly woke up amidst people's shouts. After the old man came to, he opened his mouth and couldn't help but burst into tears. The other ministers were not much better either. They were like eggplants beaten by frost, their heads were smashed.
Pull it all down.
Duanlong Mountain collapsed and the ancestral temple was gone. Isn't this a sign of the country's demise?