In the city of Anyang, there are ups and downs.
The left prime minister Linghu Qingqing and the right prime minister Gongyang Sanli were really at odds with each other, and military and government affairs were almost at a standstill.
Various matters that the Jin military headquarters required the cooperation of civil servants, such as the allocation of ordnance, the collection of food and grass, the operation of civilians, the placement of auxiliary troops, etc., were all like rusty gears that could no longer move.
The military generals' response to this was extremely simple and crude.
In just over a month, dozens of civil servants were attacked by assassins. Some had their legs broken, some had their heads smashed, some had their fingers chopped off, and some were torn apart and bitten by more than a dozen mad dogs. Covered with bruises. None of these injuries are fatal, but the pain to the skin and flesh is unavoidable.
There were even military generals with private guards, who invaded many yamen controlled by Right Prime Minister Gong Yangsansi, kicked down doors, overturned tables, and insulted the chief officials. The entire Anyang City was in a foul atmosphere, and everyone in the Jin Dynasty was panicked.
Under this situation, Sima Xian did not stand up to appease the civil and military officials and straighten out the government affairs. Instead, he hid in the palace and did not know what he was doing. As a result, the government became more and more corrupt, and bad rumors spread among the people. The common people, officials, soldiers, civil and military ministers, and wealthy nobles all said that Sima Xian was an unparalleled and foolish king, and that the power of the Jin Dynasty had been exhausted.
As time passed, the city of Anyang was withered and dilapidated, and the city defense army was also in disarray. The soldiers were like herding sheep with lax military discipline and did nothing. The government servants, soldiers, etc. of the major government offices were also lazy and ineffective.
So one day, suddenly there were overwhelming leaflets scattered all over the sky, and large-scale posters were posted everywhere. They were full of treacherous and outrageous words, and all kinds of scary gossip were spread.
Some of these gossips are real, such as the private life of Princess Jingsheng and so on.
Some of the secrets are solid rumors. For example, all of Sima Xian's children are not his biological children, but "trophies" obtained by several of his cousins who "helped him cultivate the harem". There are even rumors that Sima Xian is not only a foolish king, but also a monster... He raises monster girls in his harem and lives extravagantly day and night.
The so-called "witches" are not the kind of "witches" who "power the country and conquer the city" in the conventional sense, but are the real aliens, the kind of "demon" who are formed into human form by the real non-human race.
'Demon girls' also have different levels of blood, such as the nine-tailed celestial fox, the divine dragon and phoenix, etc. These humanoid forms were cultivated by alien races. Among the gods and monsters written by the scholars of the Jin Dynasty, these celestial fox maidens, divine dragon maidens, Phoenix girls, their ambiguous feelings with Renjun are often exciting and haunting.
Therefore, the rumors created by these articles swore that Sima Xian had weird tastes and that what he loved were bullfrogs, toads, geckos, slugs and other alien 'witches'...
The people of Jin Dynasty were in an uproar. Hundreds of millions of people could not believe that Sima Xian was such a "wonderful and good man". But all the people who heard the news were talking about it and couldn't help but add fuel to the fire and spread the news to more people.
The main messenger behind the scenes was extremely capable. Such rumors, which had zero credibility, spread throughout the entire Jin Dynasty in just half a month. Even the main force of the Wuwu Army, which was fighting a bloody battle with the Dawu Army on the southwest front, was up and down. The officers, soldiers and generals also heard this rumor.
For a time, Sima Xian's reputation in the Jin Dynasty was as high as 3,000 miles away. The folk created all kinds of extremely sexy and curious monsters based on him. Empty.
The Great Jin Kingdom showed its decline in just over a month.
Even the various large flags that usually hung high and fluttered in the wind on the four walls of Anyang City fell limply from the flagpoles, but there were no soldiers on duty to hang the flags again.
The entire Anyang City gave people the impression of a quail that had been violently raped by a storm. Its feathers were wet, its body was sticky, and it was dying. It might suddenly die on the spot with a "crack" at any time.
In the midst of the storm, on this day, in the imperial city in the center of Anyang City, a deep golden bell suddenly rang.
The golden bells sounded one after another. The whole set was silver-white and extremely gorgeous. It was engraved with countless cloud patterns and thunder patterns. The bases were densely covered with mysterious and weird ancient talismans. The bells exuding a terrifying aura were suspended high in the sky above the imperial city. A golden cloud rises slowly, supporting this set of gorgeous chimes. When the wind blows, the chimes chime, making a magnificent sound that penetrates the soul.
In Anyang City, no matter the ministers of civil and military affairs, no matter the officials or the people, no matter the civil servants or warriors, no matter men, women, old and young, everyone shuddered, and a great fear and uneasiness suddenly appeared in their hearts, as if there was something coming from the sky. The calamity is about to fall, and the infinite power of God is about to crush him into pieces.
Among the three famous artifacts of the Jin Kingdom, this is the 'Fengyun Zhentian Bell', which is kept by the elders of the royal family. It is extremely powerful and domineering. This set of stormy bells was once rung by the elders of the royal family on the battlefield of the Three Kingdoms. After one song, the elder of the royal family of the Jin Dynasty died of exhaustion on the spot. In the battlefield of the Three Kingdoms, Wei and Dawu lost half of their masters respectively. War Legion.
The two countries combined constituted a main battle legion, and everyone was dead. Not even an ant survived in the military camp.
The Fengyun Zhentian Bell has a great reputation. At this moment, it is hanging high in the sky above the imperial city. In addition, the golden bell that gathers the officials is ringing continuously. The civil and military officials in Anyang City know very well that this is the royal family issuing an ultimatum - or be obedient. If you go to court to discuss matters, either... just copy everyone and behead them!
Sima Xian is undoubtedly an incompetent and foolish king.
But the group of elders of the royal family is a bottomless pit. Who knows what old monster is hidden at the bottom of the pit
Coupled with the coercion of the Fengyun Zhentian Bell, a sacred weapon that governs the country, countless civil and military officials in Anyang City quickly put on their imperial uniforms, dressed neatly, and then quickly led a large number of guards and rushed towards the imperial city. .
It seems that with the backing of Fengyun Zhentian Bell, the royal guards in the imperial city today have swept away the decline of the past month or so, and each of them has become majestic and high-spirited, as if they have been injected with chicken blood, looking at the faces of many ministers. His eyes became extremely fierce, like a pack of hungry dogs that might pounce on him and take a bite at any time.
The civil and military officials in the court were all in a heavy mood. They lined up neatly, led by several old eunuchs, and walked towards the Jiuxiao Palace with gloomy faces.
From time to time, someone raised his head and took a deep look at the Fengyun Zhentian Clock.
The divine weapon of the country, the top innate spiritual treasure... There are many innate things in the homes of these civil and military ministers, but the reason why the divine weapon of the country can be called the divine weapon of the country is that it is superior to ordinary innate spiritual treasures. Unless there are the same people. No matter how many innate treasures there are, ordinary innate spiritual treasures cannot withstand the power of the country's sacred artifact.
A powerful bell is enough to make the civil and military forces of the dynasty breathless.
Gongyang Sanlu was walking at the front of the class train. He suddenly turned his head and glanced at Linghu Qingqing: "Old fox, what do you think?"
Linghu Qingqing had a gloomy face, hands behind his back, and said nothing.
The real Linghu Qingqing has already rushed to Northern Xinjiang with the Linghu family's private army... The substitutes here are always wrong, so he doesn't bother to pay attention to Gong Yang.
In the Jiuxiao Palace, Sima Xian was wearing a full set of royal imperial robes and sitting steadily on the throne. 哽噺繓赽奇奇奇奇影院盧|w~w~w.
Civil and military ministers, princes and nobles walked into the hall one after another. Except for Linghu Qingqing, Gongyang Sanlu, and several senior old princes in the royal family, the other ministers cheered, danced and kowtowed.
Sima Xian squinted his eyes and looked coldly at the many courtiers kneeling on the ground.
A trembling old eunuch stepped forward from the throne and said slowly: "My lords, please get up!"
The civil and military ministers who filled the hall stood up one after another, and then stood motionless and silent in the train like wooden figures, looking at their mouths, noses, and hearts. Occasionally, someone among them would raise his eyes and stare fiercely at someone in the opposite train.
After more than a month of chaos, a large number of conflicts broke out between civil and military officials.
In the Kingdom of Jin Dynasty, the generals married each other, and the civil servants formed alliances with each other. Both sides broke the bones and connected the tendons, and the whole body was affected by the trigger. More than a month of harassment and chaos, with civil and military officials scheming against each other, had long since turned into a direct confrontation between the two sides.
70% of the generals and 70% of the civil servants were in a fight, and the remaining neutral factions could not escape easily. They were involved in the dispute passively or actively. Therefore, the atmosphere in Jiuxiao Palace was very stiff and cold.
Sima Xian opened his eyes slightly, coughed slightly, and said slowly: "My lords, since I came to the throne, I have been working hard and dedicated to the country... I think that even if I am not as famous as the founder of the country, the Emperor, I will be more famous than the later generations. I can also compare with several virtuous kings."
As soon as Sima Xian opened his mouth, he muttered over and over again for half an hour.
The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty did not listen to his words at first, but gradually, everyone listened attentively to Sima Xian's ramblings and gradually understood what he meant.
What Sima Xian means is that he is a very good person. Although everyone in the world says that he is a foolish king, he feels that under his governance, the Kingdom of Jin Dynasty can be regarded as having good weather, peaceful country and people, civil and military harmony, and Great rule of the world.
Therefore, he hopes that the historians in the court, as well as the civil and military ministers, can give him a fair, just, pleasant and pleasant evaluation.
He even explained in a subtle way that he knew that it was probably impossible for him to reach the realm of gods. Although the realm of wombs had condensed into a divine fetus, he would have an extremely long life. But the Fetal Realm is not the realm of gods. Disasters will come to the Fetal Realm every now and then, and he will always die.
After his death, he hoped to have a nice temple name and a nice posthumous name.
Linghu Qingqing and Gongyang Sanli raised their heads at the same time and looked at Sima Xian in shock.
All civil and military officials in the court looked at Sima Xian as if they had seen a ghost.
Is this guy’s head broken
It's okay, it's okay. He said such unlucky words? Where can an emperor lively discuss his temple title and posthumous name in the court
Looking at Sima Xian's past behavior of doing evil and misbehaving, he is not such a person!
"Your Majesty..." Gong Yang thought for a moment, walked out of the train, and bowed solemnly to Sima Xian: "Your Majesty, today you..."
Before Gongyang Sanlu could finish his sentence, Sima Xian suddenly spurted blood from his orifices and rolled off the throne with a thud. He fell to the ground and hit the leg of the table with his forehead, making an extremely loud sound. .
Sima Xian vomited blood profusely, raised his head with great difficulty, and shouted hysterically at the top of his voice: "I... I pass the throne to Sima Fu, the crown prince of the East Palace... The imperial edict has been written... My lords, my lords... Be loyal to your country..."
With a 'wow' sound, Sima Xian didn't know why there was so much blood in his body. He spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and a column of blood as thick as a small bowl spurted out more than a hundred feet long, on the smooth gold bricks of Jiuxiao Palace. An extremely tragic bloody mark was drawn on the floor.
Sima Xian fainted.
A group of old eunuchs rushed up crying, helped Sima Xian up, stuffed a few life-saving pills into his mouth, and carried him towards the harem.
'Linghu Qingqing' and Gongyang Sanli exclaimed at the same time: "Your Majesty is seriously injured? Who did it?"
The two looked at each other quickly, with the same uncertainty and deep suspicion in their eyes. Then their eyes flickered at the same time, and they moved to the side at the same time.
The two of them were greeting each other's grandmother at the same time. If they didn't do this, then the other party must have done it.
The two of them cursed in their hearts at the same time. They really didn't expect that this old guy, who looked like he was loyal to his country, would be so ruthless behind his back.
Then, the two of them spoke at the same time: "Go to His Royal Highness quickly... No matter where he is or what he is doing, find him!"
In the southeast corner of Anyang City, the imperial capital of the Jin Dynasty, there is an extremely prosperous market. Rare goods from the southeast, northwest and northwest are gathered here, including water, land and salt. All the people here are super wealthy businessmen with bulging pockets, and the wealthy businessmen like wine and sex. , so there are many brothels around here, and more stunning women come and go on a daily basis. It is the first-class romantic venue in Anyang City.
Sima Fu, the majestic prince of the Eastern Palace of the Jin Dynasty, was having sex in the street in this place where brothels gathered. He only had a small piece of cloth wrapped around his waist and was covered with sesame oil. He was with two tall and fat sumo wrestlers. Fight.
The two sumo wrestlers were about five feet tall and built like fat bears. Their bodies were dark and hairy, and they looked hideous and ugly. It's just that their cultivation level is a bit low, just at the level of Chonglou Realm.
This makes it more and more apparent that Sima Fu's skin is as white as jade, shining brightly, and he is worthy of his reputation as a jade flag pole.
Especially when he was in sumo wrestling, his movements were as fast as flying. With his cultivation level in the womb realm, he 'overwhelmed' the two major tower realms, causing the two sumo wrestlers to pant and roll around on the ground.
Countless girls and wives from all directions waved their pink handkerchiefs and cheered in unison. Their eyes were like fire, and they wanted to devour this handsome young man who was so handsome and mighty as a god.
When Linghu Qingqing and Gongyang Sanlu came running panting with a large group of princes, nobles, and palace eunuchs, they saw Sima Fu kicking the two sumo wrestlers off the ring one by one.
The faces of a group of princes and nobles all twitched.
Is this the Prince of the East Palace? Is this the Prince of the Eastern Palace of the Jin Dynasty
The golden bell rang in the imperial city, ordering all the princes and nobles to gather at Jiuxiao Palace, but he actually showed off his figure in this place of fireworks!
With gloomy faces, everyone read out Sima Xian's decree to Sima Fu.
Sima Fu was stunned, and then suddenly jumped up on the spot, doing three hollow somersaults: "Ha, ha, ha, ha ha... I am now the God Emperor of the Great Jin Kingdom? Who's here? Ah... Let’s take a quick inventory of the treasury and see how much money I have!”
"Also, pass the decree to govern the country, quickly select beautiful girls and fill the harem!"
"Well, let my father move out and find him a manor outside the city to raise...his old ladies, move out together...I don't want second-hand goods!"
The civil and military officials in the court were all pale-faced, and they were all trembling with anger.