Breaking the Day

Zhao Hanqing leaned softly on a chair, put down the pen in his hand, closed his eyes and rubbed the bridge of his nose tiredly.

In front of his desk, on the left is a pile of tall memorials. Those are memorials that have been annotated and waiting to be issued. On the right, there are even more terrifying piles of memorials, which are like tides from all over the country. An influx of memorials.

This year’s winter, disasters in various places have continued, with floods in some places, earth dragons in some places, wildfires in some places, and plagues in other places. In these places, the government has to allocate countless funds for disaster relief. Not to mention that some desperate people finally couldn't bear it and began to take risks and rise up.

Although it was quickly extinguished, it was a terrible sign.

Because it was not the government that put out these rebellious peasants, but the practice sects everywhere!

On the one hand, these cultivating sects put out these scattered uprisings, and on the other hand, they absorbed them into their own sects, allowing them to become their own vassals, allowing them to work and produce for themselves, thus further strengthening the sect's power.

All of these endangered the imperial court's rule and were digging the corner foundation of the imperial court. If things go on like this, the imperial court's prestige will disappear!

On the surface, these people were finally absorbed by the various sects, and they were living a stable life, but over time, the various sects expanded one after another, and battles between each other would surely start. At that time, the whole country must have been fighting. As the consumption increases, the pressure will naturally be passed on to the people, and then is the beginning of the people's real suffering days!

Zhao Hanqing feels like a candle to this point, but he is very powerless, just looking in his eyes and anxious in his heart, he wants to change the status quo of all this, but he finds himself in a superficially magnificent look In the big house, but in fact, the pillars of this big house have long been eroded, rotted, precarious and crumbling.

He wanted to rejuvenate Heshan, but found helplessly that he could only mend it. He wanted to make a crucial decision, but he had to do something that was contrary to his usual principles.

For example, today, he is going to meet the kind of monk he hates the most on weekdays: a monk who takes refuge under the wings of his fourth brother as an offering, but in the end he greets them. The most important thing is this monk. Judging from the information collected, it looks like a wicked person.

What Zhao Hanqing hates most in daily life is dealing with this kind of wicked people and double-faced people. Now it's good, but this person is going to be the object of his efforts!

"His Royal Highness..." Duke Huang gently came to Zhao Hanqing's side, rubbing his temples gently for him, and whispering in his ear, "People are here."

"Oh?" The prince raised his head slightly, his eyes were full of red blood, and the **** who was so tired that he could see him secretly felt distressed. "Bring in."

Grandpa Huang nodded, and nodded to a young little yellow door beside him. The little yellow door didn’t yell in a loud voice. It seemed that he was trying to give the prince a peace of mind. He just moved the little yellow door. After reaching the door, he whispered a few words to the **** waiting at the door, and then the **** at the door turned and walked quickly.

Soon someone was brought in at the door, Zhao Hanqing raised his head, and saw that the person who came in was not very tall, wearing a black robe, with a wide hood covering almost the entire head, even his face was hidden underneath.

The prince rallied slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Is the person here, the real person Yue?"

Yue Zhenren put his hands inside his sleeves, his upper body leaned forward slightly as a salute, and said: "Exactly."

Grandpa Huang, who was standing next to the prince, sternly reprimanded: "Bold! See your Highness not to worship! So arrogant, you can convict!"

Yue Zhenren turned his head slightly, glanced at him, and said coldly: "The old man has something to discuss with His Royal Highness, why are you a servant still talking here?"

Father Huang was flushed with anger and his neck was thick: "You!"

The prince raised his hand slightly and stopped Huang Gonggong's words. Huang Gonggong bowed his head angrily and retreated. The other court ladies and eunuchs in the house also retreated.

Yue Zhenren looked at the prince with his head tilted, and suddenly Jiejie smiled and said: "It is said that the prince is the holy king. When I saw it today, it really deserves his reputation! Isn't your highness afraid that the old man will be disadvantageous to your highness?"

Zhao Hanqing smiled slightly and said: "What a practitioner asks for is nothing more than fame, wealth and power. If you kill me, you may not get more from the fourth brother. On the contrary, if you kill me, the fourth brother will definitely If you want to take your life to secure the people of the world, then you were not only not a hero, but a scapegoat. Since it is no good to kill me, why did you kill me?"

As Zhao Hanqing said, he raised the tea on the counter, blew it gently, took a sip, and said, "Let's talk, Yue Zhenren, what do you mean by sending words to Gu?"

Zhenren Yue said: "The old man has heard that His Royal Highness has a deep confession, and I am here to relieve His Highness!"

Zhao Hanqing was stunned for a moment, and took a deep look at Yue Zhenren, and said, "What is the problem of loneliness? Come and listen."

As soon as Yue Zhenren raised his hand, two **** of light flew out of his cuffs. The two **** of light were swirling in the air, gradually turning into a tower of entangled and intertwined towers. Anyone who has been to Shenjing can recognize it at a glance. , This is the Sun and Moon Twin Towers of the Heavenly God Sect!

Zhenren Yue didn't say it straight, but Zhao Hanqing realized it instantly. The pupils in his eyes shrank suddenly, staring at Zhenren Yue like needles. He coldly said, "What do you mean?"

Yue Zhenren smiled and said, "Wang Zhi's concerns are not outside, but inside!"

Zhao Hanqing had a sullen face and did not speak. The reason why he saw Zhenren Yue was because Zhenren Yue sent them a kind message in private, so he wanted to see the last time, even if he didn't expect the other party to be able to take refuge in his side, but At least I hope that the other party can not be used by the four princes.

Now Zhao Liexian's right-hand man has lost more than half of it. If he goes to the real person for another month, it would be equivalent to breaking his arm!

Zhao Hanqing thought that the other party wanted to change the door, but he did not expect the other party to be so ambitious!

Zhao Hanqing said solemnly: "What does Zunjia mean?"

Zhenren Yue said quietly: "Shoot people first, shoot horses, and capture thieves first!"

Zhao Khan's eyes were bright, and he stared at Zhenren Yue without saying anything, but at this moment he was shocked!

Because what the other party said was exactly what he wanted to do!

Kill the national division!

In Zhao Hanqing’s view, the biggest problem in Daqi now lies in the cult of Qiankun. In order to reform, the first cut must be directed at the cult of the universe. If you want to move the cult of the universe, you must pass the national teacher Changyuan. turn off!

But is Guo Shi Chang Yuan someone who can negotiate with him to solve the problem?

If lip service can solve the problem, how can the court’s problem be delayed until now it can’t be solved?

Therefore, to pre-reform, we must first eradicate the gods of heaven and earth, and to eradicate the gods of heaven and earth beforehand, we must first kill the national teacher Chang Yuan!

But... is Chang Yuan the one who can kill that easily?

In the five hundred years of the Kingdom, the national teacher often wins undefeated!

This is a truly invincible powerhouse!

Faced with such a terrifying powerhouse, who dares to say that he is sure of winning?

But Zhenren Yue suddenly stood up!

Why would he dare to say that?