Chronicles of Heaven Chapter 503: The Worry-Free Pair
A phoenix is galloping on the imperial road.
Princess Jing Sheng is like a mad woman, with a disheveled hair, driving the phoenix herself, desperately beating the three-headed Qingluan pulling the cart with a long whip, screaming hysterically, rushing all the way to the imperial city.
In front of the gate of the imperial city, a few guards stopped Feng Nian. Before they could ask, Princess Jing Sheng had already waved the long whip and hit them with a head and face. The guards were all over her body. Blood, rolling all over the floor.
"Your Majesty, Princess Xuan Jingsheng is here." Princess Jingsheng vented hysterically for a while, and a white-faced old **** stepped on a breeze, fluttered out of the palace, and yelled from a distance. With a scream, it can be regarded as saving the lives of several guards.
"My palace, remember you!" Princess Jing Sheng pointed at a few guards covered in blood, reprimanded fiercely, then jumped off the phoenix, and rushed in with an angry face.
The old **** looked at Princess Jing Sheng, who was running wild, and then at a few guards who fell on the ground and panting. He sighed and waved his hands, and the many guards who were chilling from the side came up with a rush. , Helped a few unlucky colleagues and moved to the barracks on the side for treatment.
The old **** mumbled in a low voice: "In those days... even if it was a prince, who would dare to mess around at the gate of the imperial city? Hey, as soon as a princess married outside, he would dare to attack the imperial city guard. Flogging, this big promotion......"
The old **** looked around vigilantly, and finally swallowed the word ‘to play’ back into his belly.
I spent my whole life in the Dajin Palace. I was considered an old sparrow who had experienced strong winds and waves. The old **** knew what to say and what to say. He shook his head, the breeze was lingering beneath his feet, and quickly chased Princess Jing Sheng.
In Anyang City, there are restrictions and cannot fly.
The restrictions in the imperial city are more stringent than those in Anyang. Not to mention flying, even if the running speed is slightly faster, it will be under tremendous pressure, and even if the running speed exceeds a certain preset limit, it will directly cause The suppression and attack of the big formation.
Princess Jing Sheng can only use a speed slightly faster than ordinary people's full speed, gritting her teeth all the way, panting for breath, rushing all the way to the depths of the palace, and came to Sima Xian to study on weekdays. Working hard to Yangxin Pavilion.
The lord of the Dajin Wenhua Palace, the Royal Four Arts dedicated to Gu Haoran, and several other close courtiers of Sima Xian are in the Yangxin Pavilion.
Gu Haoran didn’t know where he bought a pair of ancient scrolls. On it was a majestic picture of thousands of miles of smoke and clouds. Sima Xian, a few courtiers, and a few highly-identified old eunuchs were standing there. Next to the bookcase, hold your breath and admire this ancient scroll.
"Everyone writes, everyone writes." Sima Xian said sincerely: "It's a pity, a pity, such a masterpiece, it was eaten by a mouse at the place where it was signed... It's really... I don't know, where is it? A masterpiece?"
The ancient scrolls are well preserved, and the main part of the scrolls is roughly intact, except for the signatures, and there are many signs of appreciation and collection of seals that are quite damaged. Although this ancient painting is magnificent, it is a masterpiece, but for a while, I don't know which ancient man made it.
However, this also raised the interest of Sima Xian and others.
Sima Xian's textual research on ancient paintings like this fits his appetite very well. Being able to identify the ins and outs of an ancient painting is much more interesting than going to the court to fight with a group of civil and military officials.
Especially... In the current courtroom, is there anything else that Sima Xian needs to take care of?
The war with Dawu and all the strategizing activities were all under the control of Linghu Qingqing. Seventy percent of the generals were in hand, and about eighty percent of the army of the Great Jin Kingdom was under the control of the Linghu clan. In this battle, Sima Xian had no room for comment.
Finally, a "Huo Xiong" emerged. Sima Xian is also preparing to let "Huo Xiong" show off his power in the southwest, so that he can accumulate more credit and control a part of the force in the army...
The forces of the Linghu clan can't wait to take action, and directly replaced "Huo Xiong" with Ling Husong, allowing "Huo Xiong" to return directly from the front line.
These things are all tears.
Sima Xian was too lazy to think. He was immersed in the artistic conception of the picture scroll. Through that stroke of refined old-fashioned handwriting, he seemed to be communicating with the unknown people in the soul, and blending with each other. Can deeply comprehend some of the sporadic thoughts that everyone had made when writing.
"Everyone, I am not a person from Dajin... His pen is as powerful as he is, he should be a native of the southeast generation of Dawu, a native of the wild and fierce territory." Sima Xian squinted his eyes and felt it for a while, stretched out his hand and gently Knocked on the book case in front of him.
Gu Haoran and others frowned, staring at the scroll, without saying a word.
With a ‘boom’, the door of Yangxin Pavilion was kicked open by Princess Jing Sheng. She rushed in like a burning fire, and suddenly fell to Sima Xian’s feet and burst into tears.
Sima Xian's eyes twitched violently.
He stretched out his hand and patted his forehead: "Jing Sheng, um, um, I just... heard that you were playing around at the gate of the palace? Hey, hey, what's the big deal? Well, why are you crying? Zhao Yao bullied you? Or what?"
Princess Jing Sheng's eyes turned, she cried loudly: "Your Majesty, Lord Yuzhou..."
Sima Xian's face suddenly became gloomy. He looked at Princess Jing Sheng and slowly said: "Yuzhou, it is Yuzhou of Yuzhou Gong...Jing Sheng, what are you crying for? Well, someone bullied you? Or what?"
Princess Jing Sheng immediately let go of the idea of sue Wutie in front of Sima Xian, she screamed hysterically: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you have to be the master of this palace... This Anyang City, and Wang Fa Huh?"
Princess Jing Sheng cried and cried, the elite army directly under the General Department, at the gate of her mansion, beheaded all her confidants and all the young and old. Heads and corpses were piled up on the ground, and then they grew like this. Go, let's talk about the things that even the bones haven't converged.
"Are they still soldiers of the Great Jin? They... unscrupulously robbed chambers of commerce, unscrupulously ransacked homes and annihilated the clan, unscrupulously killed people in the street... Oh, your majesty, they, they, how can they do this?"
Princess Jing Sheng cried with tears on her face, crying out of breath, and almost lost her breath.
Sima Xian's face is ugly.
He remembered the suggestion made by Linghu Qingqing in the courtroom that, in order to make up for the consumption of military resources and ordnance, to severely crack down on profiteers and use military law to recruit profiteers and materials.
Sima Xian originally thought that this was a trivial matter.
Actually, this is really just a trivial matter for the huge Great Jin Kingdom.
A few profiteers will be destroyed if they are destroyed. As long as the people who produce resources are still there, are they afraid that they will not find a merchant to replace it?
But now it seems that this matter is not simple.
Linghu Qingqing came for Princess Jing Sheng?
Although Sima Xian was unanimously identified as a faint emperor by the civil and military forces of the Manchu dynasty, and he was unanimously identified as the greatest faint emperor in the history of the Great Jin Kingdom, he is not stupid.
Staring straight at Princess Jing Sheng, Sima Xian asked coldly: "How did you offend the Zuoxiang?"
Princess Jing Sheng stared at Sima Xian blankly: "My palace...Where can I offend the left?"
Princess Jing Sheng carefully reviewed what she had done in the past six months. No, she didn't provoke the old fellow Linghu Qingqing. She even avoided the military headquarters on the west side of the imperial city on weekdays, and never wandered around the military headquarters.
How could she offend Linghu Qingqing?
"That's really weird." Sima Xian said coldly, "This matter was raised by the left minister in the court, and the right minister did not oppose it. Dajin and Dawu are in full-scale war. , Military resources, must be adequately prepared."
"In addition, the Zuoxiang’s proposal to reset the Sanyuan Imperial Army and the Twelve-guard Imperial Army is a major military matter, but for a time... With such a huge resource consumption, those profiteers usually do illegal things on weekdays. It is the great rat of the country."
"So, I have also agreed. I will take this opportunity to rectify certain people."
"I just didn't expect... the first knife of the Zuoxiang was actually cut on you?" Sima Xian sighed softly: "Well, I will talk to the Zuoxiang later. At least, don't make it. So bloody."
Sima Xian frowned: "You, really didn't offend the left?"
Simaxian still understands Linghu Qingqing. Linghu Qingqing is prudent and old. This kind of escorting thousands of men, women and children, running to the gate of Princess Jingsheng to behead their heads is nothing like this. What Linghu Qingqing can do.
Princess Jing Sheng, she must have offended that old guy miserably.
But what did Princess Jingsheng do?
In Jiuquxi Hall, Sansheng Hall, Sima Wuyou sits quietly in the small book pavilion, his body is full of auras, and a small cloud above his head is looming, supporting Dajin on it. The Jade Seal of the Kingdom of God.
From the nostrils of Sima Wuyou, two clear water-like air currents are like dragons, constantly coming in and out. Each time Sima Wuyou's breath becomes more erratic, more sacred and solemn. .
"Shangqing Lingbao Jing", the ancient taboo power, after losing the jade seal of the country, Sima Wuyou did not dare to use a trace of mana or mobilize the slightest power for nearly six thousand years. For six thousand years, Sima Wuyou could only use the enormous resources of the Dajin imperial family to quietly polish and nourish the fetus, and cultivate an extremely stable and solid foundation.
Thousands of years of background, just a few days to rebuild, Sima Wuyou's progress is leaps and bounds, mana and supernatural powers are growing rapidly, and Sima Wuyou is shocked by its efficiency, even a little bit scared.
"Sure enough, it's extraordinary..." Sima Wuyou stopped the exercises, two clear air currents rushed back to his nostrils, and the cloud above his head rolled slowly, wrapping the jade seal and retracting the sky spirit.
"Yes, what's the matter?" Sima Wuyou asked softly.
Mr. Li gently opened the door and walked in: "The news from the Forbidden Demon Palace... Princess Jing Sheng, you have suffered."
Sima Wuyou raised his brows, was astonished for a while, and then laughed.
"Interesting, cause and effect, in detail."
Mr. Li's words are extremely concise, and he quickly explained the cause and effect of the incident one by one.
He looked at Sima Wuyou, and whispered: "The Zuoxiang is heavily guarded, and many things have gone through, I don’t know... It’s just that the thing was caused by the lonely whitebait, there is no doubt about it. That's it."
Sima Wuyou strange laughed: "Okay, okay, okay, very good, Linghu Qingqing, this is an old tree that has sprouted."
Shaking his head, Sima Wuyou said indifferently: "However, it should be. He has obtained the **** order, and I am afraid that he is about to take that step. From a mortal, an incarnation of a god, hey, the state of mind is shaken, this is inevitable. ...Heart robbery, heart robbery, this robbery, can't let him cross it so easily."
Sima Wuyou squinted his eyes and said softly: "Linghu family, Gongyang family, for several generations, there have been gods in the realm. Things are too far, not good, not good. If you are a courtier, you must have It’s not good for anyone to look like a courtier. The courtier is too strong and overpowers the emperor."
Mr. Li looked at Sima Wuyou solemnly: "According to the judgement of the secret patrons, Linghu Qingqing, I am afraid that he will not be a minister."
Sima Wuyou smiled very mildly: "This is an obvious thing, otherwise, after Xian'er ascends the throne, why should he weaken the imperial imperial army to this degree? ."
"Furthermore, Linghu Qingqing, and the entire Linghu clan, if they are really hard-core loyal ministers, can it be their turn to make the Linghu clan bigger? How many aristocratic families have such a giant in the Kingdom of God? Can the wealthy take its place?"
Sima Wuyou said softly: "However, it's not the time to turn your face for the time being, not for the time being..."
Turning around, looking at the clear water outside the window, Sima Wuyou whispered: "Linghu, it’s okay... Gongyang’s, it’s okay... those generals, those civil servants, it’s okay... the real..."
After groaning for a while, Sima Wuyou laughed: "That girl Jing Sheng has a very bad temper, even in terms of morality. However, the so-called only villains and women are difficult to raise... …Jing Sheng is a villain and a stubborn woman, and she thinks she is smart, but she is really a bit stupid."
"Such a woman, a little arrogant, a little domineering, and a little brainless, is a normal thing, isn't it?"
"I~IndoMTL.com~ just need such a person."
"Create some opportunities for her. Didn't she have a lot of friends? Except for Ma Xiangru's civil servants, she also has a lot of concubines among the generals, right?"
"Just find the guys who are fascinated by her, the Sanyuan Imperial Army and the Twelve Guards Imperial Army, and put them in some good places. Send them to Sima Zhi, give them real power, give them good soldiers and strong generals, Give them ordnance and military resources so that they can form combat power as quickly as possible."
"The boy Juniper, isn't he good at dealing with women? Let him show his true skills, let him confuse Jing Sheng and become more crazy." Sima Wuyou said coldly: "Jing Sheng is not bad, really good. It made such a perfect excuse. Very good, very good. Six thousand years ago, I suffered a loss."
"After six thousand years, we will continue." Sima Wuyou smiled extremely...deeply and dangerously.
"After six thousand years, we will continue."
"Linghu Qingqing, six thousand years ago, your state of mind was flawless and impeccable. Six thousand years later, you were tempted for a woman, then... I must die!"