Chapter 377 Knowing

Shangshu Province.

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 pursued ruling the country and pacifying the world as a lifelong pursuit, and the premise of ruling the country and pacifying the world is loyalty to the emperor.

But looking at what your majesty has done...

This emperor, it doesn't matter if he is disloyal!

After this incident, he completely saw that there is 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 of the family.

The biggest traitor in Daxia is not in the Dali Temple, not in the Mingjing Division, and not in the family!

In the palace!

Many small countries on the mainland have no emperor, and the country is still running as usual. The various departments in the court restrain each other, and everyone must abide by the law. No one can be high above them. They can, why can't Daxia?

They can have no emperor, and Daxia can also have no emperor.

However, there is one thing he is very clear about.

The premise for Daxia to have no emperor is that Wei, Chu, Qi, and Zhao have no emperor.

When all the countries on the continent no longer have emperors, the world that Confucianism wants to create will be possible.

It is difficult to do this with his own strength.

So what?

Failure means death.

His body will perish, but his thoughts will not.

As long as such a fire is planted in the hearts of the people of the world, no matter if it is a hundred years or a thousand years later - one day, someone who can rebuild a new order will appear.

His eyes shone brightly, his heart was no longer confused, and his thoughts were clearer than ever before.

At a certain moment, the aura in his body suddenly produced a subtle fluctuation.

In an instant, the power in his body seemed to disappear completely.

But it did not disappear.

At this moment, everything in Chang'an was normal.

The people were doing what they did day after day, and in the major government offices, officials were busy handling government affairs, as usual.

In 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 Saint.

February 2nd.

Spring is back to the earth, the grass is growing and the warblers are flying.

There is still one month before the imperial examination, which is the time when students are most diligent. Candidates from all over the country have already arrived in Chang'an in advance.

Their arrival has driven all kinds of consumption in Chang'an's major inns, restaurants, houses, and music houses and brothels. The whole Chang'an presents a thriving scene.

The haze that shrouded the hearts of the people of Chang'an seemed to disappear without a trace with the arrival of spring and the recovery of Chang'an.

Almost no one has mentioned the matter of Su Daru.

But some people often think that if Daxia is like those small countries and is not ruled by the emperor, will the tragedy of Su Daru not happen again in the future?

Although this idea is extremely rebellious, it often appears in their minds uncontrollably.

Ningxin Garden.

Fenghuang walked in angrily with Li Nian in her arms, and said angrily: "I'm so angry. Opening a door to do business, customers are the most important. Why don't you sell us!"

An Ning held Li Zhi in her arms and followed behind her, her eyes were also a little dim.

Yiren, who was sparring with Jiaren, heard this, dropped her sword and ran over, asking, "Who bullied you? I'll help you vent your anger!"

Fenghuang moved her 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 very unique flowers and wanted to buy them for Li Nian and Li Zhi, but the peddler didn't sell them to them.

She asked the reason, and the peddler said that Su Daru had come in a dream and didn't let him do business with them.

Although his words were very polite, the implication was already very obvious.

The death of Su Daru aroused great resentment among the people. People didn't dare to scold the emperor, so his father naturally took on everything.

In the past, when she went out with Li Nuo, there would always be people who greeted her enthusiastically.

If you want to buy something on the road, those vendors are not willing to collect money at all.

But since the death of Su Daru, everything has changed.

The attitude of the people towards them has changed significantly.

She put Li Nian down and said with a depressed face: "What a bunch of fools, can you think for yourself!"

Last time, I finally changed my father's reputation, but I didn't expect that after this incident, all the previous efforts turned into nothing...

It's hard to disobey the king's orders, this is obviously what His Majesty meant.

Everything in the Li family was given by His Majesty. If they were like Su Daru, who died if they couldn't achieve their goals, who would do so many things for the people in these years!

How could they be so stupid!

Thinking about it, she was still indignant. She stamped her feet and said, "No, I can't swallow this breath!"

Looking at Fenghuang running away, Li Anning sighed lightly.

Unlike Fenghuang and Jiaren Yiren, the one who was scolded by the people as a tyrant and a traitor was her father, and the other one, she also called her father.

Although she knew that Li Nuo had more important things to do, at this moment, she hoped that he would be by her side.

She hugged Li Zhi, looked into the distance, and said silently in her heart: "When will you come back..."

Qianzhou

A village in the deep mountains isolated from the world.

A dozen constables confronted more than a hundred villagers from a distance.

The constables, who represented the government, showed a rare nervousness when facing ordinary people. They drew the long sword at their waists and took a defensive posture, with beads of sweat rolling down their foreheads.

Although they all had some skills, the villagers' axes and hoes were not vegetarians. If they really fought, they would have to die here.

A middle-aged police chief mustered up his courage and shouted: "Just hand over the girl you bought, and the government will return the money you spent!"

Among the villagers, a man with yellow teeth shouted: "I don't want money, I want my wife to give birth to a child!"

The police chief said: "Your wife was kidnapped, and her parents have reported to the government. Your behavior violates the laws of Daxia. I advise you not to resist the law violently..."

Before the constable finished speaking, the man rushed out with a hatchet, his face full of rage, and roared: "You want to steal my wife, I will fight you!"

Seeing this, the constables turned around and fled.

Although this man did not pose any threat to them, if they had a conflict with him, the villagers behind him would rush forward.

There was a constable who had suffered such a loss before. He wanted to rescue a woman who was trafficked to this village, but was almost hacked to death by the villagers. He jumped into the river to escape and saved his life. Later, they dared not intervene in cases involving this village.

Many villagers in this village bought their wives from outside, and the county government has received countless reports.

But the people here are extremely united. Whenever they go to this village to investigate a case, they will be resisted by the whole village. No one in the county government is willing to come here.

Besides, the law does not punish the masses. There are hundreds of people in the whole village, and the county magistrate can't do anything to them.

But this time they have to come.

Hearing that the censor from Chang'an is coming, he has killed many corrupt officials along the way. The county magistrate was so scared that he ordered them to come to this village to ask for people to close the case. They had no choice but to bite the bullet.

The man couldn't run faster than these constables, and angrily threw the hatchet in his hand, 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 white and clean, very good-looking, as good-looking as the guy he killed two years ago. He robbed the money to buy his wife from that guy.

The man held the hatchet in his hand, looked at the good-looking stranger, and asked, "Are you here to rob my wife too?"

The man nodded and said, "Yes."

The man's face showed a furious look. He raised the knife and angrily chopped at the neck of the hateful guy, angrily saying, "I spent money to buy my wife, why do you want to rob her? Is there any law?"

Puff!

The blood splashed instantly, dyeing the ground under his feet red.

When the headless body of the man fell to the ground, there was silence around at first, and soon a huge uproar broke out.

"Good kill!"

"These beasts should have died long ago!"

Unlike the constables who were watching not far away, after reacting, the villagers behind became extremely furious.

"My son!"

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"He killed Erniu!"

"Kill him and avenge Erniu!"

They rushed towards the young man in anger, waving sickles, hoes and other things.

The one rushing in the front was a white-haired old woman. There was no kindness on her wrinkled face. Her old eyes shot out a light of extreme hatred. She held a pair of scissors and stabbed the young man's chest.

Another splash of blood, the next moment, the old woman's head and the man's head fell neatly together.

The imperial sword, beheaded treacherous ministers and killed the people.

One 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 waved it casually, a head would fall to the ground. The villagers had never seen such a scene before. They immediately turned from rushing forward with their heads down to retreating rapidly.

As they retreated, they seemed to 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.

A constable saw the sword with a golden scabbard and finally thought of something. He ran over quickly, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully: "Chen Yong, the constable of Qianshan, greets the censor!"

After a while, Li Nuo and the constables walked into the village.

Even Dongfang Xuan, who had seen a lot of the world, couldn't help but twitch the veins on his forehead after looking at a few houses, and said angrily: "A group of uncivilized beasts!"

Li Nuo also clenched his fists and took a long time to suppress his inner anger.

Some young women, like livestock, were tied naked in pig pens and chicken coops, with their tendons cut off. Some had lost their ability to speak and could only dodge when they saw people. Some looked stupid and could only smile foolishly at people...

In the past two months, he had seen too much ugliness in the world, but his understanding of the bottom line of human nature was constantly being refreshed.

Not long after, a constable named Chen Yong came over and said respectfully: "Your Excellency, we have rescued 53 women who were trafficked. We also dug up many bodies in the backyards of some villagers. In addition to trafficking people, these people also committed murder and robbery..."

...

Qianshan County.

The execution ground was full of blood, and more than a hundred heads were neatly arranged together, but the people were not afraid at all, but only felt happy.

These unruly people were full of evil, and they didn't know how many crimes they had committed, and even the government could do nothing about it.

Qianshan County is surrounded by mountains, and the people have been poor since ancient times. The aristocratic families look down on this place, and the court does not pay much attention to it. The government has extremely limited control over the people below, and there are often incidents where the whole village unites to fight against the government.

For a small number of people, the government is in an absolute advantage.

But if a large number of people form a group, the government is at a disadvantage.

The law does not punish the masses. Once the matter gets out of hand, the court's first task is to appease the people, and local officials are often punished.

Therefore, the county government has always had to give in to these unruly people who form a group.

Until today.

The censor from Chang'an finally presided over justice for the people of Qianshan County and solved a big problem for the Qianshan County Government.

Qianshan County Government.

The entire county government is full of people looking for their relatives. The family reunited again and cried together.

In the yamen belonging to the county magistrate, Li Nuo finished writing the last word and slowly put down the pen.

He had already cured the injuries of the abducted women with the true qi of the doctor.

But the trauma they suffered in their hearts could not be cured by medical methods.

Although there were only a few short lines on the paper, it could make them forget the tragic memories of the past and welcome 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, every time he saw it, he still felt incredible.

Among all the families, the Yin-Yang family was recognized by everyone as the most mysterious and magical family.

But compared with the methods of calligraphers, Yin-Yang magic seemed to be nothing.

The two walked out of the yamen, Dongfang Xuan touched 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 perception of calligraphers, if there really is a calligrapher in the seventh realm, he can not only rewrite his memory, but even determine his future life, so that he, who is already in his seventies, suddenly wants to have a love affair with a young man, it is just a matter of writing.

For calligraphers, the difference of one realm is the difference between the creator and the created.

Dongfang Xuan took a breath and murmured: "I can't believe that the rumors are true..."

Thinking of the various legends of calligraphers, he pondered for a moment and asked again: "Do you think there is such a possibility that everything you and I are doing now is actually a story written by others?"

Li Nuo looked up at the sky, which was as blue as a mirror.

He closed his eyes and imagined that there was a pair of eyes peeking at everything behind the sky.

After a while, Li Nuo opened his eyes.

He did not give Dongfang Xuan an 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 threw this unrealistic idea behind his mind.

Yin-Yang School is most taboo to fantasize.

The higher the cultivation, the less you can think.

In fact, the Yin-Yang School also has a similar saying. All destinies and actions that change destiny are in 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, several officials were tied up.

Since realizing the special use of Senior Dongfang, Li Nuo no longer needs to investigate the case.

Taking him with him is like opening the eyes of heaven. Who is loyal and who is treacherous can be seen at a glance.

Someone will deal with the mess here. Li Nuo has to rush to the next place. He was about to step out of the government office when an official from Qianshan County who was tied behind him suddenly raised his head and said indignantly: "Mr. Li, you only dare to manage us small officials. What kind of censor is this? Your father Li Xuanjing even killed the fifth-level Confucian scholar. The Shangfang sword in your hand should be chopped off his head. Do you have the ability to kill relatives for the sake of justice!"