In the early morning, the first ray of sunlight shone on the sleeping imperial capital, waking up the largest city in the world. Smoke rose from the chimneys in the streets, and the ordinary people who had rested for the night began a new day.
These ordinary people who could be seen everywhere and were enjoying their ordinary lives would never have imagined that while they were eating their steaming breakfast, the most noble and powerful group of people in the country had already been standing in the slightly cold air of the imperial capital for at least two hours.
The weather was slightly cold, and many people were standing outside the Imperial Ancestral Temple.
Elite guards were guarding the main roads, chasing away all the passersby. If the passersby hesitated for a moment, they would not hesitate to point their swords at them. This was because what happened here was the highest secret of the empire. Anyone who was suspected of spying would be arrested and put in jail.
As for human rights … damn it, where did human rights come from in a feudal empire?
The group of important officials stood outside the Imperial Ancestral Temple for a long time. Although the air was cold and they were tired from standing for so long, the Empire valued martial arts. Even the civil officials who did not need to fight in the battlefield were still able to maintain their composure. Therefore, although they had been standing in the cold wind for two hours, the top civil and military officials of this country still had ruddy complexions and were in high spirits. Just this scene alone was enough to shock other countries.
However, the officials all looked worried.
At first, they could still stand solemnly, but after an hour, the sound of chatter came from the crowd. Many of the officials were talking about it, and their faces were full of doubts.
Why … is His Majesty still not coming out?
At the front of the officials, the high-ranking officials of the ministries, the leaders of the three provinces, and the Martial Arts Hall all looked serious. They exchanged opinions occasionally and then looked at the towering gate of the Imperial Ancestral Temple quietly.
This sacred and glorious place of worship was the ancestral temple of the royal family, and it was also the place of burial that all the officials dreamed of. Only the officials who had outstanding achievements and great reputation could enjoy the glory of the Imperial Ancestral Temple after death. They could stand side by side with the previous emperors and receive endless incense offerings and the worship of future generations.
But now, an outstanding and prestigious official had entered this sacred ancestral temple uninvited and usurped the host's attention by inviting the current emperor into the temple for a discussion.
The empire had been established for hundreds of years, and nothing like this had ever happened.
Everyone wanted to know what had happened inside. Everyone wanted to know the outcome of this meeting.
The officials had been waiting for two hours. The officials gradually slacked off. Di Huaiying, who was standing in the Ministry of Justice's team, took advantage of the chaos and quietly moved to Bao Xiren's side. He whispered, "Shidi, the Emperor has been in there for two hours."
Bao Xiren stared fixedly at the entrance of the Imperial Ancestral Temple. He gritted his teeth and said, "Yes."
Di Huaiying didn't know whether to laugh or cry seeing him like this. He had wanted to ask about the situation, but looking at his junior apprentice brother, it was obvious that he had a deep prejudice against General Shentse … Why were the two of them so against each other?
He patted Lord Bao's shoulder and whispered, "Don't worry, don't worry. Look at the leaders in the front row. They aren't worried at all, so why are you so worried? Moreover, the general invited His Majesty in for a meeting. He must be discussing something insignificant. Since he intends to negotiate, there shouldn't be any trouble …"
Bao Xiren snorted.
Di Huaiying shook his head. "Shidi, everyone is watching today. The officials are outside. If the general does something rebellious, he will become the enemy of the world. He has his family and his old subordinates. Why would he do something so unwise?"
Lord Bao suddenly turned his head. There was anger in his eyes. "Absent from the morning court, trespassing into the Imperial Ancestral Temple, and not coming out to greet the emperor. This is the crime of disrespecting the imperial court and deceiving the emperor. As officials, we are paid by the emperor. We should rebuke him. Why are all the officials sitting there calmly and not mentioning this?"
Di Huaiying was stunned.
After a while, he sighed and gently squeezed his junior apprentice brother's shoulder. "The world is like this. In the ancient times, the emperor was wise and virtuous, and the world was at peace. In the end, it was just a legend on paper. Today's imperial court and temple are just a game of selfishness and fairness. It's full of deals and compromises …"
Bao Xiren slowly said, "Do you really think so, Shidi?"
Di Huaiying said faintly, "If you want to realize your ambition, you have to protect yourself first."
Bao Xiren wanted to say something, but Di Huaiying tightened his grip and said in a low voice, "Shidi, I know you're confused and confused. But with your talent, can't you see that this is actually a mess?
If you look at the cause and effect, you have to go back to the source. How did this awkward situation come about? Can't you see who's right and who's wrong?
Wake up, Shidi. This is not something you and I can get involved in. Don't get involved. "
Lord Bao felt a pain in his heart.
He looked at his senior apprentice brother. Pain and confusion intertwined in his eyes. They used to be famous hunters of the School of Six-Fans. Back then, their days were simple and happy. Now, they each had their own future. Their positions were getting higher and higher, and their reputations were getting better. However, they were no longer as happy as they used to be.
Bao Xiren sighed softly, "Shidi, he's back for revenge. Are we just going to watch?"
Di Huaiying did not answer immediately. His gaze passed through the crowd and fell on the eye-catching figure at the front. Among the group of old and strong officials, a young and beautiful woman was obviously the most eye-catching. She was the most famous female hero in the empire. She was one of the most dazzling stars in the later period of the Great War of Tianyuan. She was admired and admired by countless people.
"Of course not."
He lowered his voice and transmitted it to his junior apprentice brother's ears.
Of course, such words could not be transmitted to Liu Er.
"However, we can't rush to the front because there's one person who is least qualified to stand at the back. She will bear the brunt of the anger of revenge. We only need to observe secretly and see what Commander Of War wants to do. And …"
Di Huaiying lowered his eyes and sneered, "I'm an official of justice. I judge and judge, punish the evil and promote the good, and protect the justice of the world. What I hope to see the most is … Evil will be punished with evil!"
Empress Tensei, who was standing in the front row, did not know that someone was criticizing her silently.
Even if she knew, she would probably just laugh it off.
She did not know how many people she had offended and how many people hoped that she would die.
The court was not a place to treat people to a meal. She could not be a nice person. Breaking the road of human rights was better than killing the whole family. It was impossible for her not to be a sinner for such an irreconcilable hatred. She had gained a lot and lost a lot along the way. She had been mentally prepared.
This was because the Emperor was a true loner. His goal was to ascend to the throne. Once he ascended to the throne, he would lose everything. Lovers, friends, comrades, teachers, and all these precious human relationships would disappear. All of them would be turned into cold and unique words.
Monarch and minister.
It was the most ruthless, unreliable, and hypocritical relationship in the world.
Perhaps only the Emperor himself would be able to describe the feeling of loneliness. Perhaps the so-called loneliness was nothing more than the private conjectures and imaginations of the scholars and officials outside.
The Empress Concubine couldn't help but think of a joke that Sun Lang had once told her. It said that a person was originally an ordinary person, but one day, a golden pie suddenly fell from the sky and he inherited a large amount of wealth from a distant relative. From then on, he disappeared from his original social circle and lived the life of an upper class person who indulged in debauchery.
A few years later, one of his friends saw him at a banquet. He, who had made a fortune, walked unsteadily and looked dispirited. He was not as high-spirited and energetic as before. It seemed that money had become his burden and he was no longer happy. That friend was a person who was poisoned by chicken soup. In the tone of a senior monk who enlightened the world, he said, "Does being rich really make you happy?"
The answer was, "Yes, it feels great."
Perhaps, the throne was also the same.
Empress laughed self-deprecatingly in her heart. She could only convince herself like this and comfort herself.
Although her mind was wandering leisurely, she looked more impatient and worried than anyone else on the surface.
"Ministers, two hours have passed. A Lowly General thinks that we can't wait any longer."
She said in a tough tone, "Father is the emperor of the Empire. He has the safety of the world on his shoulders. He entered the Imperial Ancestral Temple alone and there has been no news. Are we still going to stand here and do nothing?"
And the answer was always the same few words, "Your Highness, please don't be impatient. His Majesty is fine."
It was like a routine question and answer.
Empress knew very well that the emperor was fine.
She knew Sun Lang very well. This guy made such a big move with great fanfare to negotiate with her father. If he wanted to assassinate the emperor, he would not have waited until now.
But she still felt inexplicably uneasy and irritated.
No one understood Sun Lang better than she did.
This bastard was crazy. The more people there were, the greater his desire to perform and cause trouble. Now, he had used the Sacred Sword of Fire to lure all the officials to the Imperial Ancestral Temple and then brought her father into the temple. The two of them were secretly discussing a meeting and were definitely negotiating for peace. Given this guy's cunning and shamelessness, he was definitely brewing a terrifying and vicious plan, and it was a vicious plan that he wanted to use in front of all the officials.
Empress felt uncomfortable all over when she thought of this.
She had a bad feeling about this.
Because she was Sun Lang's enemy, because Sun Lang viewed her as an enemy. His only goal in coming back was revenge, and she was definitely on the list of revenge targets, and she was definitely in the top three.
Sun Lang had no reason to let her go.
This guy … what was this guy planning?
Empress, who was racking her brains, quickly found the answer.
Suddenly, a soft sound came from the direction of the Imperial Ancestral Temple.
All of the officials' spirits were lifted, and they all turned to look at the door.
Immediately after, an invisible force pushed open the thick and tall door, and a strong gust of wind blew in their faces. Before the person arrived, the voice had already arrived. As the officials raised their heads in anticipation, a deep and sonorous tenor voice that surpassed Pavarotti's shocked everyone and resounded loudly in everyone's ears.
"Ah!
My beloved! "