Today there is a huge change in the capital. Xuantan Palace has been sealed off, Yuanfu Palace has been raided, and the thirteen gates of the capital have been closed. Everyone is really in danger.
The official news is that Zhao Zhiran, the abbot of Xuantan Palace, and his gang members conspired to assassinate the prince, and went to the Third Palace to arrest the rebels on the orders of the emperor. But there are rumors among the people that everything was caused by money!
This person said, "Don't you see that the editorial office of "Inside and Outside the Imperial City" was the first to be raided? Why? Of course, "Inside and Outside the Imperial City" published the story about Yang Yiqing's private gambling house and amassing wealth.
That question, what does Yang Yiqing's opening of a gambling house have to do with Abbot Zhao?
Come on, come on, I'm afraid you don't understand the details, so let me tell you in detail. Do you know the relationship between Yang Yiqing and the prince?
I heard he is the prince's man?
Yes, you can teach me! How could Yang Yiqing open a gambling house? Even if he opened a gambling house, he would not have the courage to compete with Xiuxianqiu Lottery for food. So, who did he open the gambling house for? There is no need to ask
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Then why is he still dead?
Do you even need to ask?
Why not ask?
Are you a pig brain?
Hey, why are you swearing?
The one next to me leaned over and whispered, "Shut up, brother!"
Someone asked again, brother, what do you think the prince wants to do? He is already a prince...
Brother, if you wanted to be a prince for seventy or eighty years, would you be happy?
Don’t say do it for seven or eighty years, do it for seven or eight years, no, I’ll be happy for seven or eight months!
...... Summer insects cannot speak of ice, the ancients are sincere and I will not deceive them!
There are many opinions about why the prince is so powerful that he can even inspect the Yuanfu Palace and Xuantan Palace.
Some people say that the prince is actually the son of King Zhu Xianjian of Qi. His success this time was entirely dependent on the power of King Qi. King Qi could not become the emperor himself, so he simply supported his son to seize the throne. I heard that the prince is now alive.
The Imperial Ancestral Temple, with the help of the King of Qi, gradually took control of the capital. The emperor had been ignored, and now he was busy refining elixirs in the palace, ignoring what was going on outside the window.
Some people even described it vividly, saying that Chen Yin, the commander of the Jinyi Guards, led his troops into the palace and got the emperor's seal in his hands. The emperor himself had been imprisoned in Qianning Palace, and the palace door was locked. Three thousand people who were loyal to the prince and the King of Qi
The battalion sergeant was on guard. He was frothing at the mouth as he spoke, and felt as if he had seen it with his own eyes. When he heard it, he was dumbfounded and felt as if he was flying to the sky.
There were also a group of Taipingfang aunts sitting around under the ginkgo tree to enjoy the cool air. They were talking about the great changes in the capital, and they didn’t know how to deal with it. In the hot summer, the coachmen pulling the carts and the bearers carrying the sedan chairs, all of them,
Bare shirt, with a wet sweat towel around his neck, you talked about King Qi's ruthlessness and decisiveness, analyzed what kind of people can achieve great things, or speculated whether the high-level practitioners were blind.
Eyes, let the Shangsangong behave like this...
Mo Buping, Zhao Guyu and others came down from Purple Mountain, all listless. After verification on the spot, they have realized that tomorrow's practice ball competition, no, the entire summer competition will probably be suspended, and the excitement and fun have already been
The practice ball lottery, which has become an important part of life, will also be put on hold indefinitely.
The inspection of "Inside and Outside the Imperial City" also made everyone feel empty in their hearts, as if they had lost something important and completely lost their direction as to what they should do tomorrow.
After walking aimlessly along the roots of the Imperial City for a long time, Huang Zanyu finally broke the silence: "Where are the Taoist brothers going? Why don't you go to my house to settle down first?"
The Huang family is a loose cultivator in Jieshan. Their ancestors once served as officials in the court. They have an old house in Qingliangmen, and they are the most popular among them. On a normal day, it goes without saying that everyone would leave together.
It's a beautiful thing to get together in the evening to talk about football games, predict the results, exchange practice skills, and even chat about everyday things. But now, no one wants to go back, as if after going back, they have really given up hope.
If you stay outside, you can still listen to what others say and see what others do. If you really want to go back, you will lose contact with the outside world and be like a blind man. How uncomfortable is this?
Mo Buping suggested that we go to a restaurant and get drunk tonight. He always has a lot of weight in his words in this small circle. He suggested going for a drink, and everyone was willing to support him, so he cheered up a little.
god.
Because the capital was visited during the day, all the city gates were closed, and most of the restaurants were closed. It took Mo Buyi and others a long time to find one. Under the bright lights, it was almost full.
Went in and found a remote corner, ordered all the food and wine and started eating. After eating for a while, we were attracted by someone who came out of a private room next to us. They took a look and saw that this was not Yan Shifan, the champion of the summer competition? So they all
I rushed over to meet him, and after a few words we became familiar with each other, so we moved all the food and wine to the private room.
The thing they talked about the most with each other was still the practice ball. They talked happily for a long time, but suddenly fell silent again.
After a while, Mo Buping broke the silence: "I heard that Fellow Daoist Yan is a disciple of King Qi?"
Yan Shifan nodded, then shook his head: "I have to be taught and instructed by King Qi, so I can be called a disciple, but in the entire Shangsan Palace, there are only a hundred people who have been taught by him, and I don't know if he still remembers me."
Huang Zanyu asked hurriedly: "Can Shizi Yan advise the King of Qi not to stop the practice ball competition and resume lottery sales?"
Yan Shifan said: "Actually, you don't know that King Qi has always had little interest in the practice ball, so asking a very close disciple of mine to come forward and ask him to protect the competition? Isn't that just asking for fish in a tree?"
Mo Buping asked: "In your opinion, who is most likely to restore the practice ball to its original state?"
Yan Shifan said: "To untie the bell, you still need someone to tie it. Who is in the hands of the capital now? Whoever let the practice ball be put aside? Of course, who can restore it is the safest thing."
Zhao Guyu asked: "Is he the prince?"
Yan Shifan sneered: "Prince? It's just a cover. You heard that he sits in the Ancestral Temple and controls the overall situation of the capital, but do you know where he sits? On top of the volcano!"
Several people made random guesses, but none of them were right. In the end, Yan Shifan announced: "Of course it's King Qi!"
These people were very confused. Just now they said that asking for the King of Qi was not possible, and now they said that asking for the King of Qi was not possible. What did they mean?
So Yan Shifan clarified his doubts: "It's impossible to be sure. The King of Qi wants to take action on Abbot Zhao. Everything about Abbot Zhao must be shut down. Even the Xuantan Palace has been sealed, let alone the practice ball?"
"What about that?"
"You must show your authority! You don't know much about King Qi. He takes the hard but not the soft. The more you obey him, the more he thinks you are weak and can be bullied. If you slap him, maybe he will wake up!"
So how to "show authority" and how to "slap him"? Yan Shifan also gave a hint: We are going to show our existence to the Upper Three Palaces!
Mo Buping, Zhao Guyu and others withdrew from the private room. Yan Shifan no longer needed to explain clearly how they should show "our existence". Several people had ideas in their minds.
After re-discussing, everyone divided the work, then quickly left the restaurant and disappeared into the night.