Chapter 377 Know
The Secretariat.
The Right Prime Minister put his hands on the table, his breathing became more and more rapid, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.
Confucianism has always regarded governing a country and bringing peace to the world as its lifelong pursuit, and the prerequisite for governing a country and bringing peace to the world is loyalty to the emperor.
But looking at what Your Majesty has done...
This gentleman is unfaithful!
After this incident, he realized clearly that there was actually no essential difference between the royal family and the six major families.
No, the harm caused by the royal family to the people is far greater than that caused by the aristocratic families.
The greatest traitor in Daxia is not in the Dali Temple, the Mingjing Division, or the aristocratic family!
In the palace!
Many small countries on the mainland no longer have emperors, but the countries are still functioning normally. The various departments in the court restrain each other, and everyone must obey the law. No one can be superior. If they can do it, why can't Daxia?
They can do without an emperor, and Daxia can also do without an emperor.
However, there was one thing he was very clear about.
The premise for Daxia to have no emperor is that Wei, Chu, Qi and Zhao also have no emperor.
Only when all countries on the continent no longer have emperors will the world that Confucianism wants to create become possible.
It would be difficult for him to do this with his own strength.
So what?
Failure means death.
His body will perish, but his mind will not.
As long as such a spark is planted in the hearts of people all over the world, no matter if a hundred years or a thousand years have passed - one day, someone will appear who can rebuild a new order.
His eyes shone brightly, his mind was no longer confused, and his thoughts were clearer than ever before.
At a certain moment, the great energy in his body suddenly produced a subtle fluctuation.
In an instant, the strength in his body seemed to disappear completely.
But it didn’t disappear.
At this moment, everything in Chang'an is normal.
The people were doing what they did day after day, and in the various government offices, officials were busy handling government affairs, as usual.
Inside the Dali Temple, Li Xuanjing put down the pen in his hand, looked in a certain direction, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.
…
The thirty-sixth year of the Holy Spirit.
The second day of February.
Spring is back, grass is growing and birds are singing.
There is still one month left before the imperial examination, which is the time when students study the hardest. Candidates from all over the country have already arrived in Chang'an in advance.
Their arrival boosted consumption in all major inns, restaurants, residences, as well as music halls and brothels in Chang'an, and the whole of Chang'an presented a thriving scene.
The gloom that shrouded the hearts of the people of Chang'an seemed to disappear without a trace with the arrival of spring and the revival of Chang'an.
Almost no one mentions Su Daru's affairs anymore.
But some people often think, if Daxia was like those small countries, not ruled by the emperor, would the tragedy of Su Daru be prevented from happening again?
Although this idea is extremely rebellious, it often appears in their minds uncontrollably.
Ningxin Garden.
Fenghuang walked in angrily holding Li Nian, and said angrily: "I'm so angry. We are doing business and customers are our top priority. Why don't you sell to us?"
An Ning held Li Zhi in her arms and followed behind her, her eyes also somewhat dim.
Upon hearing this, Yiren, who was sparring with Jiaren, dropped her sword and ran over, asking, "Who bullied you? I'll help you vent your anger!"
Phoenix moved his lips, but finally just sighed and said, "Forget it..."
Just now, she and An Ning took Li Nian and Li Zhi out, and saw a peddler selling particularly unique flower ornaments, so they wanted to buy some for Li Nian and Li Zhi, but unexpectedly, the peddler refused to sell them to them.
She asked the reason, and the peddler said that it was Su Daru who came to him in a dream and told him not to do business with them.
Although his words were polite, the implication was obvious.
The death of Su Daru aroused great public resentment. People did not dare to scold the emperor, so his father naturally took responsibility for everything.
Whenever I went out with Li Nuo in the past, people would always greet me warmly.
If you want to buy something on the street, the vendors are not willing to take your money.
But everything changed after Su Daru's death.
There has been a clear change in people's attitude towards them.
She put Li Nian down and said with a depressed look, "What a bunch of fools, can't you think for yourself?"
I finally managed to change my father's reputation last time, but I didn't expect that after this incident, all my previous efforts would be in vain...
It is difficult to disobey the king's order. This is obviously what Your Majesty meant.
Everything the Li family has was given by Your Majesty. If they were like Su Daru, who would die if he failed to achieve his goal, then who would have done so many things for the people over the years!
How could they be so stupid!
After thinking it over, she was still very angry. She stamped her feet and said, "No, I can't swallow this!"
Watching the phoenix run away, Li Anning sighed softly.
Unlike Fenghuang and Jiaren Yidu, the two people who were scolded by the people as a tyrant and a treacherous minister were her father, the emperor, and the other one, she also had to call father.
Although she knew that Li Nuo had more important things to do, at this moment, she really wanted him to be by her side.
She hugged Li Zhi, looked into the distance, and said silently in her heart: "When will you come back..."
…
Qianzhou.
An isolated village deep in the mountains.
A dozen constables confronted more than a hundred villagers from a distance.
The constable, who represented the government, showed rare nervousness when facing ordinary people. He drew the long sword at his waist and took a defensive posture, with beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.
Although they all have some skills, the axes and hoes in the hands of the villagers are not to be trifled with. If a real fight breaks out, they will all die here.
A middle-aged police chief summoned up his courage and shouted, "Just hand over the girl you bought, and the money you spent will be returned to you by the government!"
Among the villagers, a man with yellow teeth shouted, "I don't want money, I want a wife to give birth to a child!"
The head constable said, "Your wife was abducted. Her parents have reported her to the government. Your actions have violated the laws of Daxia. I advise you not to resist the law with violence..."
Before the constable could finish his words, the man rushed out with a hatchet in his hand, his face full of rage, and roared, "You want to steal my wife? I'll fight you!"
Upon seeing this, the detectives turned around and fled.
Although this man posed no threat to them, if they had a conflict with him, the villagers behind him would rush forward.
A constable had suffered a similar loss before. He wanted to rescue a woman who was trafficked to this village, but was nearly hacked to death by the villagers. He only managed to escape by jumping into the river. Afterwards, they dared not take care of any cases involving this village.
The wives of many villagers in this village were almost all bought from outside, and the county government has received countless reports of this.
But the people here are extremely united. Whenever we come to this village to investigate a case, we will be resisted by the entire village. No one from the county government is willing to come here.
Besides, the law does not hold everyone responsible. There are hundreds of people in the village, and the county magistrate can't do anything to them.
But I have to come this time.
They heard that a censor from Chang'an was coming, and he had killed many corrupt officials along the way. The county magistrate was so scared that he ordered them to come to this village to get people to close the case. They had no choice but to go ahead.
The man couldn't outrun the constables and threw the hatchet in his hand angrily, but missed.
The hatchet was an important property of the family. He trotted over and picked up the hatchet on the ground. When he looked up, he saw a man standing in front of him.
The man was fair and handsome, as handsome as the guy he killed two years ago. The money he used to buy the woman was stolen from that guy.
The man held the hatchet in his hand, looked at the good-looking stranger, and asked, "Are you here to steal my wife too?"
The man nodded and said, "Yes."
The man's face was filled with rage. He raised his knife and angrily chopped at the neck of the abominable fellow, saying angrily, "I spent money to buy my wife, and you guys want to take her away. Is there any law?"
puff!
Blood splattered instantly, dyeing the ground beneath their feet red.
When the man's headless body fell to the ground, there was silence around him at first, but soon a huge uproar broke out.
"Well done!"
"These beasts should have died long ago!"
Unlike the constables who were watching not far away, the villagers behind became extremely furious after they realized what was happening.
"My son!"
"He killed Erniu!"
"Kill him and avenge Erniu!"
They waved sickles, hoes and other weapons and rushed towards the young man angrily.
The one rushing in the front was a white-haired old woman. There was no kindness on her wrinkled face. Her old eyes were filled with extreme hatred. She held a pair of scissors in her hand and stabbed at the young man's chest.
Another flash of blood splattered, and the next moment, the old woman's head and the man's head fell neatly together.
The Imperial Sword can be used to kill treacherous ministers and unruly people.
A head.
Two heads.
Three heads...
When more than ten heads fell to the ground, the anger on the faces of the villagers finally turned into fear.
The sword in the young man's hand was extremely sharp. Every time he swung it casually, a head would fall to the ground. The villagers had never seen such a scene before. They immediately changed from rushing forward to retreating rapidly.
As they retreated, they seemed to have hit an invisible wall.
Invisible walls were pressing down from all directions, and all the villagers were trapped in one place, running around like headless flies.
When a constable saw the sword with the golden scabbard, he finally thought of something. He ran over quickly, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully: "Constable Chen Yong from Qianshan, I pay my respects to the censor!"
A moment later, Li Nuo and the detectives walked into the village.
Even though Dongfang Xuan had seen a lot of the world, after looking at a few houses, he couldn't help but feel the veins on his forehead twitching, and he said angrily: "A bunch of uncivilized beasts!"
Li Nuo also clenched his fists, and it took him a long time to suppress his inner anger.
Some young women were tied naked in pig pens and chicken coops like livestock, with their tendons in their hands and feet cut. Some had lost their ability to speak and could only dodge when they saw people. Some looked demented and could only smile foolishly at people...
In the past two months, he has seen too much ugliness in the world, but his understanding of the bottom line of human nature has been repeatedly refreshed.
Soon, a constable named Chen Yong came over and said respectfully, "Your Excellency, we have rescued 53 abducted women. We also dug up several bodies in the backyards of some villagers. In addition to abducting people, these people also committed murder and robbery..."
…
Qianshan County.
The execution ground was a river of blood, with hundreds of heads neatly lined up together, but the people were not afraid at all, they just felt happy.
These unruly people are full of evil and have committed countless crimes. Even the government is helpless.
Qianshan County is surrounded by mountains, and the people have been poor since ancient times. The wealthy and powerful families look down on this place, and the imperial court does not pay much attention to it. The government's control over the lower levels is extremely limited, and it is common for entire villages to unite to fight against the government.
For the minority of the people, the government has an absolute advantage.
But if a large number of people stick together, the government will be at a disadvantage.
The law does not hold everyone responsible. Once things get out of hand, the court's first priority is to appease the people, and local officials will often be punished.
Therefore, the county government has always had no choice but to give in to these unruly people who band together.
Until today.
The imperial censor from Chang'an finally upheld justice for the people of Qianshan County and solved a big problem for the Qianshan County government.
Qianshan County Government Office.
The entire county government office was filled with people looking for their relatives. The family was reunited again, hugging each other and crying.
Inside the county magistrate's office, Li Nuo finished writing the last word and slowly put down his pen.
He had already cured the physical injuries of the abducted women using his medical Qi.
But the trauma they suffered mentally cannot be healed by medical means.
Although there are only a few lines of words on the paper, it can help them forget the tragic memories of the past and embrace a new life.
Beside Li Nuo, Dongfang Xuan was amazed.
Even though it was not the first time he saw Li Nuo use this magical method, he still felt incredible every time he saw it.
Among all the schools, the Yin-Yang School is recognized by everyone as the most mysterious and magical.
But compared with the techniques of calligraphers, Yin-Yang techniques seem to be nothing.
The two walked out of the yamen. Dongfang Xuan stroked his chin and couldn't help asking, "If there is a calligrapher in the seventh realm, can he also rewrite my memory without me noticing?"
Li Nuo nodded.
This is beyond doubt.
Based on Li Nuo's understanding of calligraphers, if there really is a calligrapher at the seventh level, he can not only rewrite his memory, but even determine his future life. It would only take a few strokes of the pen for him, who is already in his seventies, to suddenly have an urge to have a love affair with a young man who is much more important than him.
For calligraphers, the difference between one realm is the difference between creator and created.
Dongfang Xuan took a deep breath and murmured, "I can't believe the rumors are actually true..."
Thinking of the various legends about calligraphers, he pondered for a moment and then asked, "Do you think it is possible that everything you and I are doing now is actually a story written by someone else?"
Li Nuo looked up at the sky, which was clear blue.
He closed his eyes and imagined that there was a pair of eyes behind the sky, observing everything.
After a moment, Li Nuo opened his eyes.
He did not give Dongfang Xuan's answer. Using a pen to write the lives of hundreds of millions of people... Even as a calligrapher, he could not imagine such a thing.
Dongfang Xuan shook his head and put this unrealistic idea behind him.
The Yin-Yang school hates having wild thoughts the most.
The higher your cultivation level, the less you should think.
In fact, the Yin-Yang School also has a similar saying that all destinies and actions that change destiny are within destiny. All destinies in the world are predetermined from the beginning. This is similar to the legend of calligraphers...
In the courtyard of the county government office, several officials were tied up.
Ever since realizing the special usefulness of Senior Dongfang, Li Nuo no longer needs to investigate cases.
Taking him along is like opening the eyes of heaven, and it will be clear who is loyal and who is treacherous.
Someone will deal with the mess here. Li Nuo still has to rush to the next place. Just as he was about to step out of the government office, an official from Qianshan County who was tied up behind him suddenly raised his head and said indignantly: "Mr. Li, you only dare to control us small officials. Why pretend to be a censor? Your father Li Xuanjing even killed the great scholar of the fifth realm. The imperial sword in your hand should be used to chop off his head. Do you have the ability to kill your relatives for the sake of justice?"
(End of this chapter)
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