Chapter 277 The Emperor’s Wrath
The Jiang Mansion will not sleep tonight!
The servants were rewarded with silver again, and they were all happy. Their faces were no longer reserved, but full of smiles.
The princesses, madams, and young ladies gathered for a banquet to celebrate, and they couldn't help but be happy. Even if they used the most beautiful words in the world for Yu Qing, they couldn't express their excitement.
The rise and glory of a centuries-old family requires the hard work of several generations, but Jiang Yuqing alone has done what the ancestors of all generations have been unable to do!
Just the name of Jiang's private army of 500,000 makes people feel excited and unable to control themselves!
Even if you have to worry about the thoughts of the emperor and prime ministers, what's the harm in enjoying yourself behind closed doors?
It is said that the old lady, who had just recovered from a serious illness, drank a few more drinks while being happy.
The front yard is still bustling with joy. Ji Yaoyue has already walked back to Fengweiyuan with the palace maid's money. Her graceful figure, graceful attitude, and footsteps are a little lighter than before. Every move is amazing. Delightful for the eyes.
“Princess!”
Jian Gong came over from afar, with an excited look on his face: "The news about the consort has spread throughout the capital. It is really dazzling. I never thought that the consort is so brave!"
Ji Yaoyue nodded slightly and walked into the main palace. temple.
All the daily necessities and clothes left behind by Xin Zhuo in the palace are well preserved and are often taken care of and cleaned by Ji Yaoyue herself.
She walked slowly towards the desk, sat down cross-legged, and stared blankly at the bandit uniform that Xin Zhuo had been reluctant to throw away on the desk.
She has hand washed this set of clothes thirteen times.
Jian Gong sighed softly. At this time, the princess needed to be quiet, so she winked, led the maids to retreat, and closed the palace door tightly.
Ji Yaoyue was still looking at Xin Zhuo's clothes. She suddenly stretched out her hand and whispered with a slight smile: "You will never forgive me after all. You worked hard to manage the Western Region and did not hesitate to shock the court. What I did with my royal brother was Even if the fish is dead and the net is broken, there is no plan to come back!"
As he spoke, a dazzling five-clawed golden dragon suddenly appeared behind him. It was like the power of the dynasty, the leader of dragon luck in the world, and there was a hint of Fulong Mountain. The general trend of heaven and earth!
The true energy of Shinto Yin rises and falls.
As the golden dragon shadow roared silently, her aura had already entered the realm of a great venerable.
"You will never understand after all! This dragon energy of misfortune needs to be sacrificed, and I, Ji Yaoyue, need to be sacrificed. Wait for me to swallow up the fortune of the Great Zhou Dynasty, dominate the world, and build an immortal dynasty... I will live forever, and you will be reborn... for What does it matter if I die once? You will never understand, you are just a stupid little boy. Bandit, how can you survive with your current behavior? Without me to help you, you are struggling, who in the world loves you, haha..."
The more you laugh, the crazier you laugh, the louder you laugh, the whole person seems to be crazy. Generally speaking, the golden dragon's shadow hovers around the entire hall, its golden light is shining and shocking.
The aura was vague and did not overflow the palace at all.
......
The capital also caroused all night long.
The people of the world are ultimately the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the land of Western Qin is ultimately the Western Qin of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
The great victory of the Western Qin Commandery King is by no means just Western Qin’s own business.
By the Xuanling River, the brothel Goulan and Jiaofangsi in Ruyifang are already overcrowded. There are the angry young Confucian scholars who are very interested in poetry.
What "Kunlun will never be returned until it is broken". "
What "Let's see who has broken through Mount Anxi now, but I, the King of Western Qin..."
There is also something like "gold and iron horses, conquering the world with anger, and teaching barbarians to enter the capital..." No matter how good the poetry is, it is flirtatious, it is drinking and singing in a happy mood.
“Master’s majestic appearance and the aura of a famous general in the world are finally revealed!”
“How can a man as majestic as Master be a thing in the pond?”< br>
In the Xingyun Building, which was destroyed and rebuilt by the masters of the Jiang family, there were more than a dozen people sitting cross-legged in a large elegant room.
Ji Cunxiao, Zong Lingxi, Li Xiyue, He Liansheng, Feng Sanbao, Song Qiqi, Murong Yunxi and other students from the Qiugong Pavilion gathered together, plus Fu Qingshan, who had been in the same boat as Xin Zhuo.
He Liansheng had already drank three kilograms of Chun Yu Brew and looked at everyone in a drunken state: "How? What did I say? I regret not joining the Divine Power Army and joining the Master like Junior Sister Bai Xuanji!" "
Li Xiyue sighed. The Shenwei Army is the private army of the Jiang family, while the Shence Army is the imperial army directly under the imperial court. The scholars and warriors in the world naturally choose the Shence Army, but... who could have imagined that the Master is so brave? , the unparalleled achievement, from this point of view, it is Junior Sister Bai Xuanji who has the foresight.
"Haha..." Fu Qingshan suddenly laughed bitterly. Now he has defected to his old cousin and became the tenth commander of the Shence Military Region. In the past, he was also complacent and boasted that he was far superior to Zhang Guangpu, who had nowhere to defect to. It's better to go to the land of Western Qin, and have a way of friendship, and now it's rising steadily, right?
Ji Cunxiao and Zong Lingxi looked embarrassed at the slutty Yuan Yikui students.
"I want to make my wife's name famous! It's better to add something to the cake than to do nothing at all. Let's see who dares to question it!"
He Liansheng stood up unsteadily, walked to the window, and struggled He shouted: "Everyone! Everyone! Listen to me. The king of Western Qin is my teacher. Today I want to make it clear that Sun Tzu's Art of War and the Tao Te Ching were all made by Jiang Yuqing, the king of Western Qin! No one can take it away. Go!"
"Uh..."
Li Xiyue, Feng Sanbao and others looked at each other behind them. You may be right to say that, but...when did it become what the Master did?
The guests in the dark hall outside were quiet for a while, and then they saw a Confucian scholar looking up to the sky and laughing: "That's it! The prince is actually a man of learning. No wonder he can defeat more with less, and fight against Xiaofeichuan. Fight!”
This thing, it... suddenly makes sense!
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Night falls.
The afterglow of the setting sun casts a golden light on the majestic, solemn and huge imperial city.
At the Tongzheng Gate, there were Linghu Pi, the left prime minister, Feng Sihu, the right prime minister, Tuo Bagui, the general of the Shence Army, Lu Zhizhong, the minister of the Ministry of War, She Song Gui, the right servant of the minister, Ling Xuwei, the supervisor of the Cexuan Division, and Prime Minister Liu Guangshi, Shangshu Zuopu She Li Wanchuan, Tianwu Army General Yuan Yi, Dianqian Army General Mo Zongze and a dozen clan princes and dukes walked in slowly, wearing purple court uniforms and looking majestic.
This is not the time to go to court, but the ministers of the imperial court have been urgently recruited into the palace by His Majesty.
The moment they entered the palace gate, everyone looked at each other. Although they did not speak, they all saw the heaviness in each other's eyes.
Enter the Tongzheng Gate, walk through the long and empty white jade dragon steps, pass through the royal roads lined with imperial generals, and arrive at the Tai Chi Hall of the Zhentian Palace.
This is not the Fengtian Palace of the previous dynasty. It is just a place where the emperor handles government affairs and meets with private ministers.
From afar, I saw a hazy and weak shadow of dragon energy coming from the palace. This had existed since the moment the Emperor of Zhou ascended the throne, but at this moment, the shadow of dragon energy was weak and fluctuating.
When the emperor is angry, he will bleed for thousands of miles!
The ministers tensed up, quickened their pace, entered the palace, and saluted in unison: "I will see you, Your Majesty!"
On the high dragon chair behind the dragon pond above, there was no trace of anything. movement.
Zuo Cheng Linghu Pi raised his head slightly and saw a broken crystal jade cup under the imperial steps. His heart sank slightly. He looked towards the dragon throne and saw the young Zhenyuan in casual clothes embroidered with a red robe. His Majesty the Emperor had a livid face and his hair was a little messy.
There will be another chapter later. I owe you a chapter. It’s not that I don’t care about credibility. This special girl has too many things to do during the Spring Festival. If you write carefully, four or five birdies will drag you out to play cards and fall out. Neither works.
(End of this chapter)