Chapter 74 The height of the dragon is higher than the world! The height of my heart is higher than
Beijing.
Royal Palace.
Bang!
The jade cup was smashed to pieces!
The emperor's face was cold, he clenched his fists and his face was ashen.
What does the message say?
A young businessman with disabled legs founded a large trading company, but ended up openly destroying sacred objects, failed to assassinate King Chen, and openly rebelled?
What kind of fantasy is this?
How dare private businessmen destroy sacred objects, assassinate King Chen, and openly rebel?
Most likely, it was King Chen who was too arrogant and domineering in the Sixteenth Mansion in Huai'an and forced the other party to rebel.
But the mere merchants were killed, but the following news said that more than 20,000 Zhennan troops besieged the villa built by the merchant, but they were defeated and fled?
"The news said that the villa is called Qianlong Villa, and there is a dragon hidden there."
"This issue……"
The emperor suddenly waved his sleeves, his eyes were like frost, and he said in a cold voice: "Have you checked?"
The man below knelt on his knees and kowtowed: "Go back to the emperor and find out. This matter is correct."
The emperor's expression changed, as if he couldn't believe it, and his breathing became slightly heavier.
At this moment, there was a sound from outside.
"The Imperial Master asks for an audience."
"Come in!"
"emperor."
A middle-aged Taoist priest came in hurriedly and bowed down.
The emperor stood above him, looked down, gritted his teeth and said, "Have you heard the rumors too?"
The Imperial Master hurriedly responded: "This matter has been spread, but fortunately, whether in the court or in the market, most of them regard it as a fabricated legend. Except for the believers who always pray to gods and Buddhas, there are not many people."
really."
The emperor gritted his teeth slightly and said in a low voice: "Is there really a dragon in this world?"
When the Imperial Master heard this, he raised his head, a hint of complexity flashed in his eyes, and then nodded and said, "Yes!"
He was born in a Taoist sect and was considered a practitioner. He had only practiced for half his life and had only cultivated a ray of true energy, which traveled throughout the body, soothed menstrual blood, prolonged life, and was immune to cold and heat.
Apart from that, he is only a second-level martial artist.
His master refined the true energy into Tao seals, which enabled him to step into a step, fight, control water and fire, and perform Taoist magic. His abilities were endless.
It's a pity that he is not good at studying and cannot perform Taoism.
Being able to maintain the status of a national advisor depends on observing the sky, surveying the terrain, determining Feng Shui, and measuring people's luck based on their appearance, that's all.
In the court, he, the Imperial Master, was usually denounced by the civil servants and great scholars as a magician who brought trouble to the court.
But he knew that on top of the true energy, one could condense the Dao Seal.
It's just that the dragon is obviously beyond the scope of Dao Seal.
Immortal-like cultivation!
A mythical existence!
It only exists in ancient records hundreds of years ago.
"Is there really such a magical thing in the world?"
The emperor sat down slowly, looking dazed: "Such divine power is comparable to a hundred thousand troops, but it does not belong to me, the master of destiny?"
No one knows how complicated the supreme emperor's heart is at this moment, and what kind of turbulent waves are set off.
The national master whispered: "The power of dragons is no less than that of immortals and gods in legends and records. It is no longer comparable to earthly power. No martial arts master can compare with it... Pindao looked through ancient books and estimated the power of this realm.
The magic power may be so powerful that it cannot be harmed by any power in the world. Even if there is an elite army, they are still ordinary people. It does not make any difference whether there are ten thousand people, one hundred thousand people, or one million people."
The emperor slowly closed his eyes, unable to suppress the shock in his heart. After a while, he finally spoke and asked: "Is there a way to use it for your own use? Or...slay the dragon?"
How can you allow others to sleep soundly under the couch?
If this dragon is a wild beast in the mountains and forests, it is fine if it eats its hair and drinks its blood.
But this dragon, which is comparable to a million-strong army, is in the hands of one person!
How does this teach him not to be afraid of this person?
What's more, this person has established a force, amassed money, and rebelled in the past six years!
"I feel uneasy if this person doesn't die."
The emperor gritted his teeth slightly and said in a low voice: "Master, you must think of a way to conquer the dragon or slay the dragon..."
He put his hand on the jade seal in front of him and said slowly: "In my great country, no one is allowed to raise private soldiers. Even if it is a general under his command, with an army of over ten thousand, I can't sleep or eat well... Now within the country,
, this man is accompanied by a dragon, and if he has the help of millions of troops, how can I feel at ease?"
The Imperial Master's expression changed slightly and he was about to continue speaking.
But he saw the emperor's eyes were cold.
He was shocked and did not dare to say anything.
The dignified national master can't think of any method, so what's the use of him?
Now the emperor is angry. If he tells the truth, the emperor may be furious and think that he is useless as a national teacher, and he may push him down and behead him.
"I will try my best to read ancient books and see what kind of Feng Shui formation or magical elixir should be used to suppress this dragon."
The Imperial Preceptor bowed slightly and said hesitantly: "But the divine power of the dragon is no longer comparable to that of human beings. It is above the world. It may be difficult to control it just by relying on poor cultivation... The emperor still needs to mobilize his troops and send elites to use the divine crossbow."
Waiting for sharp weapons to encircle and kill."
The emperor nodded and said: "I have ordered all generals to go to court to discuss matters."
The Imperial Master paused for a moment and said in a low voice: "It is late at night, and there are still two hours before the morning court. The Emperor should rest early so that he will have the energy to discuss important matters with the generals tomorrow."
The emperor was noncommittal and waved his hand to signal him to leave.
The Imperial Master looked worried and retreated.
——
The sky is hazy.
The night has passed.
The emperor slept very uneasily.
There is someone else sleeping soundly under the couch, and this person has the power of the dragon. If there are millions of soldiers, how can he, the supreme emperor, sleep peacefully?
That night, the emperor tossed and turned, feeling very bad and extremely irritable.
He stood up slowly, only to feel a headache, and his eyes were full of drowsiness.
This is a symptom of excessive worry, mental strain, and restless sleep.
"Let the Imperial Master go to court together, and I want to ask him what he has learned about consulting ancient books and seeking methods of restraint..."
The emperor was about to give instructions to the people around him when his expression suddenly changed.
I saw something out of the corner of his eye.
Immediately, his eyes gradually turned around.
Right next to the pillow, there was a letter!
In an instant, the emperor's expression changed.
Before falling asleep last night, he did not see this letter, and he did not know that there was such a letter.
Was this letter placed here after he fell asleep?
Who dares to be so rebellious and put a letter on his dragon bed without his permission?
The emperor looked slightly cold, reached for the letter, and opened it immediately.
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The emperor's sage, Zhuang Ming, a grassroots man, founded Zhuang's Trading Company. He only focused on gold and silver and did not seek hegemony in the world. He had no intention of rebellion or against the imperial court.
During the six years, he worked diligently and abided by the law. He never broke any law or discipline, and had no intention of rebellion.
Because King Chen was too rebellious and I saw through it, he wanted to force him to rebel against me.
The height of the dragon is higher than the world.
My heart is higher than power.
I hope your Majesty will understand clearly and don't raise troops, which will harm the peace and lead to a life-or-death situation.
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"Asshole!"
The emperor suddenly became angry and tore up the paper suddenly. His face was ashen and he said in a low voice: "Zhuang Ming! Are you provoking me?"
In the heavily guarded inner courtyard of the palace, someone sneaked in without even realizing it, and a letter was even placed next to the pillow of this ninety-five-year-old man.
In other words, when the other party enters and exits the inner courtyard of the palace, it is like entering a deserted area?
In other words, it is easy to kill the emperor himself?
This letter seems humble and considers itself a common man, but the tone of the writing is extremely bland, and there is no reverence for the emperor at all.
Especially the last sentence, don't raise troops, it will hurt the harmony, will you live or die?
"What a fight to the death!"
The emperor's eyes almost burst out with anger.
"Someone is coming!"
"emperor."
"Who was on duty last night?"
The emperor's eyes were cold and he said: "Drag him down and kill him."
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Above the court hall.
The emperor sat high and looked down.
Below are hundreds of civil and military officials, separated on both sides.
Today, more generals were summoned to court than in the past.
"You must have heard about what happened in Huai'an."
The emperor said solemnly: "The records in ancient books and myths and legends have always been dismissed by you and other civil servants as nonsense. But now, a dragon has appeared in Huai'an. It easily defeated the more than 20,000 elite soldiers of the southern army in our town and conquered the mountains and rivers."
, calling for wind and rain, like a god..."
He stood up slowly and said in a solemn voice: "This morning, I killed more than thirty people. You must have heard about it. Do you know why?"
The civil and military officials below responded hurriedly: "I don't know."
The emperor showed anger, slapped his palm on the table in front of him, and shouted: "Last night, the thief put a letter on my pillow! When will this tightly guarded inner courtyard of the palace allow thieves to come and go?
Ziru? In other people’s eyes, my head is just something that can be picked up easily, isn’t it?”
Angry voices echoed in the hall.
All the civil and military officials were trembling with fear, and no one dared to speak.
However, there were a few people with strange looks on their faces, and they all looked horrified when they looked at each other.
The emperor noticed something was wrong and said: "What?"
The generals in charge of military power all stood up, each with a letter in their hands.
"Last night, Wei Chen and others had letters under their pillows."
"He is so arrogant!"
The emperor suddenly swept away all the memorials on the case with a wave of his hand, and shouted: "Does he really think that the entire Dongsheng Dynasty is nothing?"