Rising: Ten Thousand Years Chapter 56: : The imperial court in critical condition

It's night.

Inside the deep palace.

Xun Jiayuan stood with his hands behind his hands in the study of the bedroom. Under the bright light, he looked at the entire wall of watercolor paintings.

From the beginning to the end, sometimes I fell into sighs, sometimes I was full of pride, and sometimes I was elated.

On that wall, there are portraits of Xun Jiayuan, all of him.

The first one is the scene of Xun Jiayuan's enthronement decades ago, when he was on the throne with solemn treasures, all officials came to court, Kyushu was unified, and the surrounding countries offered tribute. That year, he was in high spirits.

In the second picture, Xun Jiayuan is riding a horse bravely and mightily, with fire in his eyes, looking at the scene of Rakshasa people lying on the ground. He was invincible that year.

The third picture is Xun Jiayuan standing on the top of Mount Tai with another person, laughing and pointing at a luminous object. That other man, was the president of the National Academy of Sciences, the father of direct current. In that year, direct current came out, and under the governance of Xun Jiayuan, someone led the world from darkness to light. He and the father of direct current proclaimed the world on the top of Mount Tai, and finally Kyushu was one step ahead.

In that year, he was full of hope and pride for the future of this country!

In the fourth picture, he is a bit older, dressed in a dragon robe and standing on the Golden Luan Hall with a grim face, and a man with yellow hair is kneeling at his feet. It was the British ocean-going vessel that wrecked the Southern State fishermen's boat. The whole country of Britain was terrified, afraid of another continent where Kyushu sent troops, so they sent envoys who begged for mercy and apologized.

In that year, his invincible blood flowed, shocking the world.

In the fifth picture, his sideburns are graying. Sitting on the golden throne, a young man appeared on the golden seat next to him. The crown prince was canonized that day, and his proudest son became the number one scholar of Kyushu, and he also became the crown prince of Kyushu.

That year, he felt old. The future depends on the younger generation.

In the sixth picture, his wrinkles are all over his cheeks, his hair is completely gray, and he is sitting on the golden seat honestly.

That year was last year. It was Xun Jiayuan's last painting during his more than fifty years in power. It is a painting, portrait painting that will be hung in the ancestral hall of the Xun family in the future...

The six paintings record his life, from the bravery and high spirits of the year to the sunset now.

Am I getting old?

A voice appeared in Xun Jiayuan's heart.

His face became extremely ferocious, and he suddenly roared crazily: "The Son of Heaven will never grow old!"

Sighing: "What about the seventh painting? Why is there no seventh painting? Can six paintings end my life? No, I am the son of heaven, I am the **** of Kyushu, I will create Give the world the glory of singing again. I am the most powerful person in the world, and I will never grow old. The future does not belong to the younger generation, the future still belongs to me!"

He used the first person. Did not tell me.

Taking a deep breath, Xun Jiayuan wiped his face, and walked out of the study room that no one was allowed to enter, as if he had been beaten with blood.

He is old, but he denies this fate. The future belongs to the young, and the young and the yellow will never stop, he doesn't believe it. He thinks that he will always be the greatest **** in the world, the one who stands at the highest place and is praised by the world and supported by the people from the bottom of his heart. He even thinks that he can never die.

But I don't know when it started... It seems that he has never stood at the highest point and been praised by the world. Has God fallen? Can't.

I don't know when it started, the people who are praised by the world seem to be no longer themselves. Has he become a person without a sense of existence in the deep palace? Don't you even know I exist? Is there no one to sing my praises anymore? Why is it no longer me who is praised.

No one in this world will know the secret buried deep in Xun Jiayuan's heart.

The common people couldn't feel the emperor's emotions, the distance was too far away.

Only officials in the court would feel that the once heroic emperor had changed. I don't know where the change happened, and when it started. He started to be jealous, stubborn, persistent, and stingy.

Some people still remember that ten years ago, when the prince became the number one scholar, when Emperor Xun was canonized the prince in the Golden Palace, the first sentence he said was not: My son, the emperor is proud of you.

But as if he was afraid that someone would steal his credit, he proclaimed to the world: "Son, all the achievements you have achieved are all hard work for your father. You must work hard and don't let me down."

It seems that he has changed since then, right?

He always feels that he has no sense of existence, and he always wants to keep announcing to everyone that he is still alive, even though no one ever thinks he is dead.

"Huh? What has happened to Your Majesty? Why does this old servant feel that you are suddenly refreshed and full of vigor?"

The old officials who had been waiting outside the study for a long time came forward, looked up and down at Emperor Xun and said.

Emperor Xun laughed, shook his body, and strode forward: "Good job, Yuan Cheng, I will praise myself when I find an opportunity."

The old official smiled: "I really can't hide it from you. You can see what the old servant said is so cryptic. Alas, no one else praises me, and I can't even praise myself for my sharp eyes."

Emperor Xun laughed: "Okay, I praise you. Your eyes are bright even in this dark night."

"That's not right, otherwise, how could the old servant see the domineering aura in His Majesty?"

"Ha ha ha ha."

Emperor Xun laughed heartily. I appreciate this old official more and more.

He casually asked, "Has Li Zhen left Beijing?"

"Leaving Beijing."

"When did you leave?"

"Leave the court."

Tianzi Xun was silent for a moment, then smiled: "He's not so smart, probably Xu Shenxue's old gangster reminded him. All right, since we're gone, the provincial pestle is an eyesore in the city of Eight Dragons."

The old official Yuan Cheng smiled lightly: "I heard that this number one scholar is very imposing, beheading ten heads on the Baqiao."

"I know."

"One of them is the eighth prince's bodyguard, and the other... is Du Taiping's sister-in-law."

"I know too."

Yuan Cheng was shocked: "Your Majesty has supernatural powers. This old slave just spent a lot of money to find out the news, and came to report to you like a treasure. I didn't expect His Majesty to know in advance. Your Majesty is really supernatural. Eyes and ears, nothing can be hidden from you."

Emperor Xun smiled triumphantly: "It's natural. Here, I'm going to continue studying the books from the ancient years. Yuan Cheng, please help me review the memorials from various states."

Yuan Cheng nodded quickly: "Yes, Your Majesty. Alas, the world doesn't know His Majesty's painstaking efforts."

Emperor Xun sighed deeply and said: "Yes, the ministers in the court are constantly admonishing me to stop being obsessed with the legendary ship that can travel the universe in ancient times. They know nothing, and I don't even bother I want to study some unknown things. If you want to study, you have to study the peerless science that can break through the surface of this planet. It will shock the world in one fell swoop. Hehe, let the world know that the wisdom of the emperor of Kyushu is astonishing in the past and the present .”

"Yes, this old slave has always believed that His Majesty can always build an ancient ship. Hehe, when the time comes, you will travel the universe with this old slave. You sit on the bow and this old slave will row the oars for you."

"Inevitable. Now there are some clues, as long as I get rid of the gravitational force, I can fly into the universe. Now I just need to study how to get rid of the gravitational force. Soon, within three to five years, I will definitely be there I can fly into the universe. By the way, Yuan Cheng, you have finished approving the memorial and come to the bedroom. I drew another blueprint of a 'ship' yesterday, and you come to appreciate it."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Watching Emperor Xun lead a group of people away, Yuan Cheng had a look of sneer in his eyes, and without saying anything, he happily went to review the memorial.

Having never learned how to climb, Xun Tianzi wanted to fly.

It is a good thing that scientists have such fantasies and obsessions.

But for an emperor to have such fantasies and obsessions, it is the sorrow of the country.

You can call him naive, he has been in power for more than fifty years, so he is so old.

Call him stupid, but he plays tricks and tricks so profoundly.

His whole body of problems actually come from two factors - conceited and naive.

I have too high demands on myself, and I always want to be a **** praised by the world, but I just don't have such a big mind to accommodate all rivers and swallow mountains and rivers.

The things in the fantasy are too far away and beautiful, but I just can't see how far the current scientific foundation has developed, but I forget that I am not a scientist, but an emperor who carries the burden of the country on his shoulders.

Ten thousand years ago, there was an emperor who liked to study carpentry and made all kinds of gadgets, but he was too lazy to deal with government affairs. Therefore, when he was in power, the country was sad and all people suffered. The country was bruised and bruised, and the dynasty changed after a few decades.

Ten thousand years ago, there was an emperor who loved to study calligraphy and painting. His calligraphy and painting can be as famous as Wang Xizhi and others, so he devoted himself to calligraphy and painting. So he almost died.

What you shoulder, you take responsibility for what you shoulder...

Few people know that Xun Jiayuan, the emperor, has actually seldom reviewed memorials since five years ago.

Few people know that since five years ago, the operation of this empire has depended on Yuan Cheng, an old official who only learned to read six years ago...

In Yuan Cheng's residence, the emperor's seal was still casually on the table, poked by candlelight, and a memorial more than one meter high was placed on the shore.

He is very serious, staying up until the wee hours of the morning every day.

"Floods in Nanzhou again? Alas, why is there another flood? Poor people in Nanzhou."

Watching this memorial worriedly, Yuan Cheng couldn't help crying. After thinking for a long time, I replied in the memorial:

"Ling, officials of all sizes in Nanzhou are serious, and the first priority is to rescue the property of the people. All the garrison and government servants in Nanzhou are mobilized to fight the flood at the front line, and they must not be neglected. Official rations and official banks are given priority to the hardest-hit families. The imperial court Temporarily allocate 100,000 gold coins, and be sure to spend every cent on the people. At present, the national fortune is severely punishing corruption. The imperial court will soon send an inspection team to investigate the whereabouts of every imperial relief fund..."

Well-organized and steady.

After all, he is an old official who has reviewed memorials for five years (officials are actually eunuchs, but they have not been castrated.)

Yuan Cheng next to Xun Jiayuan is logically considered a big traitor. But Yuan Cheng has never been corrupt or corrupt all his life, and he loves the people like a son. He loves the people of Kyushu even more than Xun Jiayuan, the emperor of Kyushu.

What an irony.

This is also the great fortune of the country. Yuan Cheng took the same path as Wei Zhongxian more than 10,000 years ago, but he was honest, wise, and far-sighted.

He is not good at women, he is not good at eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, and he is not interested in money.

He's not even interested in power, as you can tell by not cultivating henchmen.

However, his only hobby is reviewing memorials... He loves the feeling of being in control of the lifeline of this country.

Oh, it's the taste of soul sublimation that ordinary people can't experience at all. It's that detached taste. Oh, I can't say it, it's the feeling that all the pores are about to open. The feeling of being a **** for a moment...

He worked very earnestly until late, the old official was worried about the running of the empire.

Emperor Xun also studied spaceships very seriously until late, and this emperor was also worried about when humans would be able to land on the moon.

This is an absurd empire, this is an absurd court. Maybe the country would be better off with the two of them swapping places.

'Boom boom boom'

There is a knock on the door.

Yuan Cheng, who had already fallen asleep, sat up suddenly, ran to the table in a hurry, hid all the memorials under the bed, and quickly hid the emperor's seal in the pillow, and then quickly put on: "Here we come."

Opening the door, a handsome young man stood outside.

Yuan Cheng looked behind him and was relieved to see that he was the only one coming.

Yuan Cheng himself knew very well that if the news that he helped the emperor review the memorials spread, he would be cut to pieces tomorrow. Court officials would drink their own blood and eat their own flesh. Don't say anything about him serving the emperor comfortably, and having the emperor as his backer. When the news got out, the emperors of Kyushu didn't dare to protect him, and the emperors of Kyushu would say one thing in order to clear up their charges: "It's this traitor who bewitched me."

"Eighth prince, what's the matter so late?"

Yuan Cheng smiled calmly.

The Eighth Prince cupped his fists and smiled: "Master Yuan, dare to ask... Where is Li Zhen? Why didn't he live in the guest hall? The big man who was with him is also gone."

Yuan Cheng frowned, and looked at the Eighth Prince with doubts on his face: "Li Zhen had already left Beijing before sunset."

"What!"

The eighth prince snarled, grinning his teeth and roaring: "Leaving the capital? How come ~IndoMTL.com~ How did he go so fast? He left the capital?"

"Yes." Yuan Cheng said lightly.

Immediately, the eighth prince's pupils were bloodshot, and his whole body trembled with anger: "This grandson runs so fast, his nose is so good. He runs so fast, you are just one step away."

Yuan Cheng is very well-informed, he naturally knows about the affairs among these young people, and he doesn't want to get involved, so he said calmly: "Rest early, Eighth Prince, I'll go to bed first if it's okay."

"Oh my Lord Yuan, why didn't you inform me when he left?"

Yuan Cheng was taken aback, is it my fault?

He wanted to say something, why did the old man inform you? But because this is the Eighth Prince, he didn't say that.

"I didn't know you were looking for him. Hehe, the eighth prince's blame is unfounded."

"I've offended you, I've offended you. I'm in a hurry, and I have no intention of speaking. Please don't take offense, Mr. Yuan. Oh, good night, Mr. Yuan."

"Go to bed early."

“…”

After closing the door again, Yuan Cheng sneered, and murmured: "Just like your old man. If you don't look for problems on yourself for a day, you will blame others for everything. Want to fight for the crown prince? If you become the emperor, you will still be the emperor. Come on? Well, the imperial court is not afraid of repeating the same mistakes, but the most fearful thing is that the younger generation will never have such a loyal, righteous, and wise me."

Yuan Cheng sighed on his back, and began to worry about the empire again. He didn't fall asleep all night...

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