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Chapter 169 Hai Rui VS Yan Song, who will win?
Prison.

Listening to Kong Yinzhi's words, all members of the Kong family stared wide-eyed in horror at Kong Yinzhi, who was wearing an embroidered brocade pheasant scarlet robe and spouting saliva.

At this time, in the cell on the left.

The members of the Kong clan, who originally wanted to join the imperial court, became excited when they realized it.

It seems that Yan Shenggong, like us, chose to betray!
That's right, this is what our Yan Shenggong should do. People, only when they are alive can they think about other things. If they die, there will be nothing.

For a while, listening to Yan Shenggong's impassioned attack and slander on the most holy teacher, the people in the cell on the left were immediately relieved.

I just think this article is extremely beautiful, and its rhetoric is as gorgeous as Chen Lin's article calling for thieves.

A group of people even started to recite along with shaking their heads.

"Bastard!" At this moment, the person in the cell on the right finally came to his senses and began to yell at Kong Yinzhi.

However, these words were suppressed by Wang Xinzhi before they could be uttered.

After reading an article calling for thieves, Kong Yinzhi also felt that his literary talents should be among the best in the world!
"Yan Shenggong, let's go?" Seeing this scene, Wang Xinshou stepped forward and respectfully made a gesture of invitation.

"These people..." Kong Yinzhi looked hesitantly at the people in the cells on both sides, well, he wasn't worried about the life and death of these people, but mainly worried about how he would "start a business" in the future without these people?
"Don't worry, I'll do it, I'll do it, Lord Yan Sheng, please." Wang Xinzhi smiled kindly.

Seeing Wang Xinzhi smiling like this, Kong Yinzhi could only squeeze out a smile, turned around and left, that's all he could do now.

Anyway, to be an official is to be an official, and to be loyal to anyone is to be loyal.

He who judges the situation and knows the current affairs is a hero. This is what he should do. People, living in the present is the most important thing.

Sighing, Kong Yinzhi left the cell.

"Talk to the people in the cell on the right. If you can get along, talk to them. If you can't, then reward them with sky lanterns. Gentlemen in the cells on the left, please treat me well. Take them to wash and leave..."

"Yes!" A Jin Yiwei next to him bowed and saluted.

The Chongzhen line is falsifying history, erasing the traces of the Confucius family bit by bit, and several other Ming worlds are not idle.

Now that monsters have appeared in all the heavens and Ming Dynasty, it is obvious that the frenzy of spiritual energy recovery has completely arrived. Whether it is Jiajing or Zhu Houzhao, they are all thinking of taking this opportunity to add a wave of foundation to their world.

Among them, the Monster Race Legion is one of the focuses of their development.

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Parallel to the Daming and Jiajing lines.

In the Qianqing Palace, Jiajing was lying on a soft chair, his eyes were slightly closed, and he looked down condescendingly at the old Yan Song who was covered in patches all over his body.

Ordinary people would not associate him with Yan Song and Yan Ge, who once dominated the world.

Jiajing, who had seen the historical trend of later generations, naturally knew that according to the original historical trend, Yan Song died less than a year after his death.

And the end is extremely miserable!

"I'm back." Jiajing said, as if he was talking to an old friend for many years, or as if he was talking to a pet he raised.

"Return..." Yan Song opened his mouth, and after a while, he said again: "Return to Your Majesty, criminals, you are back."

After finishing a sentence, he was out of breath.

The sound of being blocked by something can still be heard in the trachea, making people feel extremely uncomfortable, as if he will die in the next moment.

"Do you know why I recruited you back?" Jiajing said.

"...Criminals, I don't know." Yan Song lowered his eyebrows and knelt on the ground with his waist bent, no one could see his eyes.

Jiajing didn't care what he thought either.

"Have you heard what happened in Daming recently?" Jiajing asked again.

Yan Song's body trembled slightly, and he said: "Congratulations to Your Majesty, you have obtained the immortal law, God bless you."

"Hmph." Jiajing smiled slightly and raised his hand. Huang Jin immediately took a booklet and stepped forward respectfully.

"Yan Song, you have a good grandson, a great great-grandson. They have made great contributions to my Ming Dynasty, and they can be regarded as washing away a lot of crimes." Jiajing said, and waved his hand to signal Huang Jin to show Yan Song the brochure.

"This is me. From the history books of later generations, you should read it too."

Trembling, Yan Song took the booklet from Huang Jin's hand and opened it. The first page was about what his grandson Yan Shaoting did in later generations.

"Yan Shifan colluded with the Japanese pirates and was killed. His son has a backbone, and he can get up from where he fell. When my grandson was in power, he was brave and loyal in the war against the Japanese pirates, and he made great contributions to defeating the Japanese pirates."

"With my own strength, I washed away the stains that your father and son brought to him."

As he spoke, Jiajing raised his finger and said, "Yan Shaoting's son, Yan Yuncong is also very good, he is very similar to you..."

Yan Song looked at the booklet in his hand with trembling hands, his old eyes drooped and trembled, and soon burst into tears.

"I like living alone in a small room, forgetting to sleep and eat, reading books, loving books like life, cherishing Yin like gold, attacking the Five Classics every day, and studying the art of war at night."

"He is not only handsome in appearance, but also has both civil and military skills!"

"During the reign of Tianqi in the later generations, Yan Yuncong performed extremely well in the martial arts examination held in the capital, winning consecutive battles and winning the title of "Wu Jinshi"."

"He wrote in your handwriting, the number one pass in the world, Shanhaiguan with a huge plaque, led the troops to fight against captives, and defended our Ming border many times. He is a famous general of a generation!"

"Yan Song." Jiajing looked indifferently at Yan Song who was kneeling on the hall and weeping bitterly, and said, "Your Yan family can be regarded as successors!"

"And this is also one of the reasons why I decided to restart you."

"One Jiazi Shouyuan Golden Pill, one Marrow Refining Pill, and Five Elements Repairing Heaven Pill. Needless to say, Shouyuan Pill, Marrow Refining Pill can help you wash your essence and marrow, and Five Elements Repairing Heaven Pill can give you the qualifications for cultivation , you are still in the cabinet, but I am afraid that the position of chief assistant cannot be given to you..."

As Jiajing said, Huang Jin had placed three jade bottles in front of Yan Song.

"Sinner, what can you do..." Hearing Jiajing's words, Yan Song smashed his head on the floor and wept loudly.

"The world is the country, what is the country?" Jiajing said, raised his hand, sat up and walked to the entrance of the main hall, saying:
"Jiangshan is me, and I am the world, whether it is the ministers or the people."

"You all depend on me to survive!"

"Whether the Yangtze River is clear or the Yellow River is turbid, both the Yellow River and the Yangtze River irrigate the fields on both sides of several provinces. Is it because the water is clear that I prefer to use it, and the water is turbid to waste? The Yangtze River is always clear, and the Yellow River should always be turbid. This is the way of heaven! "

"What is the way of heaven? Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are treated as dogs. How has anyone been treated kindly, and has anyone been treated lightly? Everything is equal!"

"Huh la la." Outside the main hall, a gust of wind rushed in, and Jiajing's robes swayed. His eyes were deep and he looked straight at the sky.In his eyes at this moment, the sky is him, he is the sky, and his will is the way.

Behind him, Yan Song had stopped crying.

His Majesty has never said these words, but he has always understood that in the eyes of this Majesty, the world does not belong to the people, but to him alone.

For him, whether it is Qingliu or himself, a treacherous and corrupt official, they are all tools he uses to govern the world.

The art of the emperor is more important than balance!
It's ridiculous that those so-called Qingliu will never understand.

"Yan Song, the good days are yet to come, don't let me down anymore, and the world is in panic, our monarchs and ministers also have a place!"

"Your Majesty, I will live up to your majesty's trust!" Yan Song said in a deep voice.

Jiajing opened the chat group, looked at the spiritual state displayed by Taizong in the family group, and couldn't help showing a look of envy in his eyes.

Everyone knows what the spiritual realm means to someone in power like him.

"Taizong said that all worlds will enter spiritual recovery in advance, and coal and oil will breed monsters, spirit beasts..." Jiajing's eyes flickered, and with a twitch in his heart, he sent a message to Hai Rui.

[Emperor Jiajing of the Ming Dynasty: Come to Qianqing Palace. 】

Hai Rui, who received the news, was discussing reforms with his ministers in the Wenhua Palace. After seeing the news of Jiajing, he frowned, stood up and bowed his hands to everyone, saying, "Your Majesty has summoned me. I'll go first."

When everyone saw Hai Rui get up, they also got up.

Today's Hai Rui, everyone knows that he obtained the immortal law with His Majesty.

Everyone wants to obtain immortality, so naturally they dare not ask His Majesty, so Hai Rui became the only object they wanted to curry favor with.

So even if Hai Rui was not a high-ranking official, his status as a cultivator alone was enough to attract their attention.

As soon as Hai Rui arrived at the gate of Qianqing Palace, he saw Yan Song walking out with the help of the eunuch.

Looking at Yan Song with a red face, how could Hai Rui not know that Yan Song has been given a elixir, and he has also read the history of later generations, um, that history is still in the group warehouse.

"This one, it must be Haigang Peak, long-awaited..." Yan Song raised his drooping eyelids, smiled and cupped his hands.

"Don't be a long-awaited sentence from Yan Ge!" After finishing speaking, Hai Rui directly strode towards the side, but when he passed Yan Song, he said in a cold voice: "Da Ming is destined to die in the future." It will be the Cultivation Dynasty!"

"To be old and not die is to be a thief. If an old thief never dies, he will rob the world. If he is not careful, he will be punished by the heavens. At that time, even death will be difficult."

"I hope Mr. Yan Ge can remember these words."

Hearing Hai Rui's words, the smile on Yan Song's face faded, then nodded, and said, "I will remember Hai Gangfeng's words."

"But I also have something to tell Hai Gangfeng..."

Hearing this, Hai Rui, who had already walked more than ten steps, steadied his steps slightly, turned his back to Yan Song, slightly bowed his head, and said, "Please enlighten me."

"Hmph, hum." Yan Song laughed suddenly. There was an indescribable meaning in the old laughter. He slowly raised his head, looked at the sky where snowflakes began to fall, and said only four words, "Awe at sky!"

"Hmph, hum..." After finishing speaking, Yan Song, supported by the eunuch, walked away with a smile. The laughter came from afar. Hai Rui looked at the hall in front of him with a calm expression and strode forward. .

The heavy snow was flying, and the earth was dyed white in the blink of an eye.

On the square outside the Qianqing Palace, one left and one right, one clear and one muddy, passed by each other, slowly heading in their respective directions on the snow.

"..."

(End of this chapter)