[Chapter 178 Chapter 178 Becoming a Popular Person after Divorce (55)]
"The king is not a king, and the gods and Buddhas have no pity on him"
This sentence will soon spread across the country along with the news of the Buddhist temple being burned down by thunder and fire.
And it will be a trigger. Whenever there is a disaster, no matter how big or small it is, the people will naturally blame it on Chen Yanshu, the emperor who induced the punishment from heaven.
Even though information was blocked in ancient times, the power of one person telling ten people and ten people telling a hundred people cannot be underestimated.
Even Master Liaochen's death was probably believed to have been caused by Chen Yanshu.
It is common for eminent monks to pass away, but if their death happens on the day of divine punishment, it becomes intriguing.
Yan Qing and Luo Mingyan were at ease, but Chen Yanshu, who strode into the hall, was not so happy.
"Get out of here!" the gloomy-faced man roared.
Order someone to bring Luo Mingyan back to Mingxia Palace.
He walked towards Yan Qing aggressively, his sinister eyes filled with murderous intent.
Luo Mingyan wanted to speak worriedly, but Yan Qing stopped her with a look, indicating that she should go back first.
Only Chen Yanshu and Yan Qing were left in the palace.
The man's sharp gaze was directed at her with inquiry. No one spoke at first, and the atmosphere was strangely silent.
Yan Qing changed her posture and leaned on the soft couch: "Your Majesty, if you keep looking at me, I won't be able to have flowers on my face."
She brushed her nails and was not at all frightened by the murderous aura of the man.
"Tell me, is it you?" Chen Yanshu approached, and his tall figure covered her on the couch.
The action was ambiguous, but the big palm that fell on her neck was filled with murderous intent.
Yan Qing was puzzled: "Your Majesty, this is very strange."
Chen Yanshu narrowed his eyes and looked at her: "Ah Qing, don't tell me that the matter of Fulin Temple has nothing to do with you."
Yan Qing pushed him and frowned in disgust: "Fulin Temple? Oh, Your Majesty, do you think I have the ability to clone myself?"
She has been staying in the palace quietly and has never even left the palace.
Chen Yanshu stared at her for a long time, and could only see rejection and innocence towards him on her face.
"Do you know--" He had just opened his mouth when his personal attendant rushed in in a panic and fell down.
He stood up, put his hands behind his back, and looked at me with narrow eyes like knives: "Why are you so panicked?"
The attendant was concerned about Yan Qing's presence and hesitated to speak directly.
"Speak!" he shouted.
"Yes, there was a country woman who rolled over the bed nails and struck the drum to file a complaint, accusing the emperor of taking human life lightly."
The eunuch closed his eyes tightly, looking as if he was waiting to die.
Yan Qing listened to the excitement, tidied up his slightly messy clothes, and happily stuffed the last piece of mung bean cake on the small table next to the couch into his mouth.
"Is she the wife of the man whose chest His Majesty stabbed her with a knife?"
When Chen Yanshu looked at her, she glanced at the bitten cake in her hand and curved her eyebrows, "Your Majesty, do you want to cool down?"
He stretched his hand forward without much enthusiasm and stuffed it directly into his mouth.
Chen Yanshu snorted coldly, kicked the attendant as he passed by, and left with a heart full of anger.
Now, the things that have to happen are so many that they are enough to make him overwhelmed.
After he stabilized the court, when he wanted to use the general's mansion to threaten Yan Qing, he found that Zhang Wanqing had taken Lian Qiao to her mother's home in Jiangnan.
She cried at the city gate and wanted to take the little doctor to her mother's home to treat her seriously ill mother.
Such filial piety is witnessed by heaven and earth. If Chen Yanshu's men try to stop him, it will hurt the heart of General Yan who is guarding the border and serving the country wholeheartedly.
It will also chill the hearts of people all over the world.
In the previous dynasty, old ministers had already shed blood in the Golden Palace, forcing Emperor Chen Yanshu to issue an edict of repentance and report to God.
If any more trouble were to arise at a time like this, it would undoubtedly make things worse for him.
Even though he had some doubts about Yan Qing, he couldn't jump to conclusions. After all, the person had been under house arrest by him and was being watched all the time.
Chen Yanshu's face showed visibly fatigue these days.
It's hard for him to come to Yan Qing from time to time to cool down when he is so troubled by the ministers in the court and the public opinion in the capital.
Yan Qing was like a dead pig... cough cough... he just let his eyes fly around, looking completely fearless.
Just think of it as a human-shaped ice machine in the hall.
"Your Majesty, have some tea." She politely poured a cup of tea.
As her hand tilted when she approached, the man caught the teacup in time.
She apologized without much sincerity: "I'm sorry, I'm used to honoring the dead in my previous life."
Chen Yanshu crushed the porcelain cup in his hand, suppressed his rage and said, "The past is the past, why don't you look forward, Aqing?"
"I will treat you well in this life."
A greasy smell of a scumbag pretending to be affectionate.
Yan Qingjiao laughed: "Your Majesty, are you speaking human language? Please forgive my stupidity and difficulty understanding your meaning."
"You are just relying on my old feelings for you to mock me again and again." Chen Yanshu slammed his palm on the table, "Ah Qing, my patience is limited."
This level of threat obviously had no effect on Yan Qingzao.
Yan Qing said nonchalantly: "Your Majesty, what are you talking about?"
She obviously relies on her father and brothers who are defending the country on the frontier.
It was her fame that came from her many heroic deeds.
She was sure that he would not dare to cause trouble and attack her at this time.
It was also a retreat she had prepared for herself in advance.
Chen Yanshu reached out to hold her hand, but she dodged him in time and he just grabbed her sleeve.
With a "rip" sound, she pulled her sleeves off in disgust, not caring about the exposed arm.
"The quality of things in the palace seems to be a bit poor." She sighed.
The man clenched the cloth in his hand and said, "Ah Qing, please stay here patiently and don't try to escape from my control."
"Oh." Yan Qing responded calmly.
That may not be the case.
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The bustling Kyoto was in turmoil, and all kinds of news that were unfavorable to the royal family were spreading.
After strong suppression, it fell into silence.
But it is like thunder and lightning rolling darkly in the clouds, waiting for the day when it will bottom out and rebound.
Compared with the capital, the frontier city of Lanyu has more of a down-to-earth feel besides its prosperity.
After the You country soldiers challenged them outside the city, Yan Wanshan led his men to fight back and forced them to retreat more than fifty miles.
They continued to pursue the enemy's armored cavalry to the outside of Xianhuang Valley.
"Don't chase a desperate enemy." Yan Qiansong reined in his horse in time.
Yan Wanshan looked at the waving wolf-head flag, his resolute face full of resentment: "The You Kingdom's armored cavalry is brutal and violent, killing thousands of our soldiers. If we don't take this opportunity to kill them all, it would be like raising a viper and making it a snake."
Having said that, he was about to swing the reins.
"The general is right!" Xu Wenzhang clenched the spear in his hand, thinking of his brothers who died under the enemy's horses, his eyes filled with coldness.
The soldiers behind him shouted in unison like drums: "Kill them! Kill!"
When the momentum is at its peak.
Yan Qiansong was also filled with murderous intent, but when he thought of the secret letter that Yan Qing left behind, he still stood in front of his father.
"Damn it, if you keep talking nonsense, they will run back to their nest!"
Yan Wanshan released the majesty of the commander.
Yan Qiansong frowned and said, "My little sister said that if the enemy just runs away, there must be a trap ahead."
"It doesn't matter whether it's a trap or not. The truth is the strength of the army." Yan Wanshan refuted his son.
Seeing that his father was unmoved, he pulled out his trump card again, "My sister said that if you don't listen to my advice, I will not recognize you."
Yan Wanshan's momentum withered, and he glared at Xu Wenjian who was standing beside him: "You tell me something, kid!"
Xu Wenzhang blushed: "Aqing is right."
"Sound the horn to call back the troops and let them go for now!" Yan Wanshan turned his horse around.
Yan Qiansong came to his side and said, "Dad, I have another plan."
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