Chapter 406: Against the decision of the ancestors

Chapter 406: Against the decision of the ancestors

  Chapter 406 Violating the decision of the ancestors

  Emperor Capital·Damin Shengjinlian Headquarters

  The study room with a height of tens of meters has the unique thin, sharp, and slender style of Gothic architecture. The stained glass windows depicting biblical stories on the dome reflect colorful luster.

  Under the blurred and holy multicolored light, an elegant figure sat at the desk, flipping through the books leisurely.

  The outline of the figure against the light is hazy with a hazy golden edge, like a **** descending from the mortal world, with a sense of grandeur and sublime solemnity.

   Not far from the desk, a plump and voluptuous jade body lay horizontally on the soft bed, a large piece of snow-white skin was exposed to the air, and it looked alluring and mysterious against the backdrop of the gorgeous purple-red dress.

  The charming and delicate body squirmed slightly, a pair of dark purple pupils stared at the man who was concentrating on reading, and pursed her bright red lips with a half-smile.

   "You really don't care about that kid? Luzhou is your base camp."

   After a slight pause in the flipping action, Kong Fang closed the book, adjusted the gold-rimmed spectacles on his face, casually smiled, got up and walked to the French windows tens of meters high, overlooking the vast ancient city below.

   "A breeding fruit, of course, can only be picked after it is ripe and sweet. Before that, I don't mind watering and fertilizing him to provide nutrition."

   "But that's a state, and it's almost as big as some medium-sized countries in the West."

   "If you want to take it first, you must give it first. What I bestow on him will eventually be taken back together [with the principal and interest]."

   While muttering to himself, Kong Fang raised his eyes and moved his gaze from the city under his feet to the sky.

   "Slaying the wolf's fate, the fierce **** who feeds on chaos and blood, his growth path will be covered with corpses, as long as he continues to set off storms as the source of disasters, I can continue to profit from it..."

  "Whether he likes it or not, he will become my knight...to provoke wars on this land for me, to spread plagues, to cause famine, to sell death..."

   "Why should I dispose of such a useful tool? What's more...his conflict with the old order can help me disintegrate the barriers woven by the saints and the destiny."

  Looking at the sky, Kong Fang stretched out his hand lightly, holding his slender, white fingers ferociously, as if holding the whole world in his palm.

   "If one pillar collapses, will the next one be far behind?"

   "What I want is not Luzhou, but the whole world..."

  Black light flickered in the deep pupils, and the line of sight penetrated time and space, and fell to the heart of the central empire on the horizon—【Forbidden City】!

In the field of vision that no one else can observe, the chaotic black light that contains all colors has flooded the entire world, leaving only sporadic faint divine light still struggling. The largest divine light is hidden in the depths of the [Forbidden City], like the wind. Flickering like a candle.

   Staring at the increasingly decayed and powerless divine light that had been eroded by the black light, the corners of Kong Fang's mouth curled up slightly.

   "Fate is in my hands, I am the final [answer], Your Majesty, times have changed..."

  Behind him, a charming and enchanting woman stared at his back obsessively. A twisted and wriggling chaotic black hole was reflected in her purple pupils, as if engulfing the observer's soul in it.

  ……………

   "[Duke Zhen] does not act benevolently, and he will be punished by the heavens. You are like eagles and dogs, you don't know that death is coming! You beast! Don't touch me! I am the direct descendant of the Confucius family, a noble man from heaven...Ah!"

  In the courtyard of the deep house, the fat and fat Kong family members were pressed down to the ground by the wolf-like soldiers, and they were beaten secretly with some personal emotions.

  The soldiers in armor and holding long knives poured down the ground like quicksilver, and quickly took control of the entire mansion. Cries of terror and fierce roars followed one after another, and a faint smell of blood began to spread in the air.

  Similar scenes took place in hundreds of mansions throughout the city at the same time, and thousands of sinners were brought to the City Lord's Mansion in the city center.

  However, even in the face of the high-ranking young man in white, some local emperors who are used to domineering still couldn't change their mentality for a while, and shouted rebelliously.

   "I am the direct descendant of the Confucian family, what's wrong with killing a few mud legs? You have no right to judge me! I want to see Your Majesty! I want to see Your Majesty!"

   "You are the only one whose surname is Kong, right?!"

   "What is this? Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!

  As the Youhuang karmic flames spread on the body surface, the originally rebellious prisoner instantly "repented of his past mistakes", screaming just for a happy time.

Mobilizing invisible energy, the obese figure rolling and struggling on the ground slowly floated up, and was soon fixed at a height of several hundred meters. Together with hundreds of other "sky lanterns", it illuminated the whole city like a "purple day" ".

   "The rest of these won't burn for a few weeks, let's hang up street lights."

   Glancing at the trembling accomplice, Zhao Yinshun waved his hand, and the phantom purple flame swept across, attaching to every criminal.

  A woman who still had a charming charm casually injected divine golden needles into their bodies, and looked at Zhao Yinshun wearily and helplessly.

   "Your Majesty, there are not enough street lights in the city."

   "It's okay, the four corners of the roof can also be hung."

  Buildings these days like cornices and bucket arches, which are very suitable for hanging some "decorations".

  The boy waved his hand casually, and the sturdy [Shenwu Army] soldiers quickly dragged down these screaming and struggling "humanoid chandeliers", and the mournful wailing one after another could be faintly heard in the huge city.

  The matter in hand came to an end, Zhao Yinshun inexplicably felt a sense of emptiness, and asked casually.

   "What's going on in Luzhou Prefecture?"

   "Tang Hongda has been with you for so long, he is much more skilled than me."

   "Skilled? What is skilled?"

   "Family ransacked and family exterminated."

   "..."

   "Vulgarity, that's called a just trial!"

   Rolling his eyes at Qi Tong in dissatisfaction, Zhao Yinshun waved his fist in righteous indignation.

   "Look at these scum and scum who set up dungeons in private, torture dissidents, kill people with sticks, and **** women. I call it punishment on behalf of heaven!"

   "..."

   Glancing at the purple and sparkling "stars" in the sky, Qi Tong hesitated to speak, his expression as uncomfortable as eating a fly.

  When she thought of the huge Luzhou sky full of these things shining at night, she felt a dull pain in her brain.

   Judgment can be grounded, but it cannot be grounded.

  Punishment on behalf of the sky is not to ask you to hang "stars" in the sky. Do you know how badly these screaming "stars" have caused children in Luzhou?

  They will think that the stars in the sky not only glow purple, but also cry!

   "Your Majesty, promise me that when the weather turns warm and they are about to rot, please burn them in time."

   "Aren't I burning all the time?"

   "I'm talking about real fire! Burn to ashes!"

   "Tsk, what a waste, some people can burn for several years."

   "..."

  Hoo

   Taking a deep breath, Qi Tong suppressed the roiling roar in his chest, and squeezed out a stiff smile.

   "My lord, you don't want the plague to be rampant in Luzhou, do you?"

   "Isn't there still you here? You give them a few injections every once in a while to ensure that they are full of vitality..."

   "5 million pieces of medicine for awakening the martial art, my lord, do you think I'm idle?"

  As soon as these words came out, Zhao Yinshun shut up obediently and touched his nose helplessly.

   "Okay, then you should give them enough 'hospice care' before you get busy, and try to prolong their lifespan. After all, I am the person who hates life and death the most..."

  Looking up at the sky with compassion, staring at the burning "stars", Zhao Yinshun's eyes were full of reluctance.

   Secretly cast a glance at the young man, observing his handsome and flawless side face, Qi Tong always felt that after the conquest in Luzhou ended, the inconspicuous part of Junshang's personality faintly gained the upper hand.

   "By the way, since [Sheng Yan Gong's Mansion] is so sensible this time, then we have to reciprocate..."

  Listening to the young man's murmurs, Qi Tong felt uneasy for no reason.

   However, this anxiety soon became a reality.

   "So, let's dig the grave of the ancestors of the Confucius family!"

  Seeing the "innocence" appearance of the young man in white gearing up to fight, Qi Tong fell into a deep silence for a while.

   What did I hear?

  What kind of grave are you digging?

   No, I didn't hear anything, Tang Hongda, you bastard, come back soon!

  But the young man didn't wait for her to recover from the shock, so he left as soon as he said it, and asked the soldiers of the [Shenwu Army] to find the shovel on the spot.

   Feeling anxious, Qi Tong subconsciously hugged Zhao Yinshun's thigh and was dragged on the ground by him.

   "Your Majesty! Absolutely not!!"

  The majestic mythical venerable hugged the boy's thigh like a grieving woman in a palace, and was dragged on the ground, crying blood, for fear that he would throw Kong Zhongni's ashes away as soon as he let go.

  Other people may not be able to do such a frenzied thing, but Qi Tong really dare not bet against his own king.

   "What's wrong? The Kong family can dig other people's ancestral graves, so why don't I dig theirs?"

   "You can't blame the [Most Sacred Teacher] for your unworthy descendants, Zhong Ni is so innocent!"

   "Who said I want to touch Confucius? I still respect Zhongni..."

   Frowning in dissatisfaction, Zhao Yinshun shook his legs, trying to shake Qi Tong away, but she hugged her even tighter unexpectedly.

   "Your respect is too heavy, I'm afraid Zhong Ni won't be able to bear it!"

   "..."

   "Presumptuous, I am a dignified Damin [Zhen Guogong], how can I insult the saints like this?"

  Don't talk about insulting the saints, you can kill the active saints as soon as you say, what else are you afraid to do?

  Clinging tightly to the boy's thigh, Qi Tong made up his mind to stop his frenzied behavior, otherwise people all over the world would really gang up and punish him.

   Seeing Qi Tong's resolute appearance, Zhao Yinshun had no choice but to let out a long sigh.

   "Oh... well, I promise you, I will never touch Kong Zhongni."

"real?"

   "This deity has a golden mouth."

  Hearing this, Qi Tong let out a long sigh of relief, let go of his thighs and stood up slowly, and then saw the seemingly smirk on the boy's face.

   "However, the graves of the rest of the Kong family have been dug up, and even **** can't save them!"

   Subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab it, but only caught a touch of air. Qi Tong watched the blurred bubbles dissipate in front of him, and his eyes gradually filled with despair.

  Why didn’t I choose [Minguan]?

  If you can't catch him, you can still bump your head to death in front of him!

  ……………

  The majestic and majestic building complex covers an area of ​​thousands of acres. From a distance, it looks like a miniature version of the Forbidden City. Invisible to the naked eye, divine light blooms from the various palaces inside. Even the sun in the sky cannot suppress these brilliance.

  Stepping through the vermilion gate, Zhao Yinshun looked around [Confucian Temple] with great interest, and an old man with an old face but neatly dressed was following behind him tragically.

   "So, the real body of [Confucius Temple] is in the sanctuary, and here is just a projection?"

  “There is still a difference. There are thousands of [Confucius Temples] in the world, but only our Confucius Temple in Qufu is the original one.”

   "There is no difference in my eyes."

   "..."

  The old man, who was still a little proud at first, was breathless, lowered his head unwillingly, and secretly slandered in his heart.

   Rough warrior!

   "By the way, does Kong Zhongni live alone in such a large building complex?"

   "Ahem, of course not. There are a total of 173 priests in it. In addition to [Most Holy Teacher], there are 172 other priests."

   "The four sages, the twelve sages, the seventy-nine sages, and the seventy-seven sages."

   "Among them, [Most Sacred Teacher] is the official enjoyment, that is, the chief priest. The seat of God is in the middle of [Dacheng Hall], facing south."

  “[Four Saints] are for sharing. It is the first level of slave priest.”

"East with 2 people, on the east side of the hall, facing west; West with 2 people, on the west side of the hall, facing east. The statues of Fusheng Yanzi, Zongsheng Zengzi, Shushengzi Sizi, and Yasheng Mencius sit on the statue of Confucius. on both sides of…”

  Listening to the old man's methodical introduction, Zhao Yinshun nodded as if realizing something.

  Seeing the boy's reaction, the old man thought he had felt a profound cultural heritage, and was secretly delighted.

  A child can be taught, maybe I can correct his lawless character and make him realize his mistakes.

  However, in the next second, the subtle curvature of the old man's mouth froze on his face, and he deeply realized what it means to be rotten wood that cannot be carved.

   "There are too many. Don't fix these bells and whistles in the future. All the sacrifices except Zhongni will be removed. Since it is a [Confucius Temple], a symbol of Confucius is enough."

   Speaking of this, Zhao Yinshun turned his head and told the soldiers behind him.

   "Pass my order, from now on all [Confucian temples] in the world will follow suit, but those who violate it will be regarded as prostitution."

   "Follow the order!"

   "..."

  The sluggish mouth grew bigger and bigger. The old man froze for a few seconds, then jumped up and screamed.

   "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! The sacrificial regulations of the Confucian Temple are determined by the saints, and no one except His Majesty can... er..."

  Suddenly remembered the title of the boy in front of him, and the emotional old man suddenly got stuck.

  【Zhen Guo Gong】, Zuo Tianzi manages Yin and Yang, Ping Bangguo, and governs everything.

  As long as the 【Emperor】has no explicit objection, he represents the will of the 【Emperor】!

   "What can no one do?"

   "Uh... nobody... nobody..."

  Mumbling a few words dryly, the old man became anxious, kneeling down in sorrow and admonishing him.

   "[Duke Zhen] Sir, the law of the ancestors cannot be abolished!"

   "Oh, then today I will make a decision that goes against my ancestors, [Shenwu Army] obey orders."

   "No!"

  Hundreds of sturdy warriors let out uniform roars, and the murderous roars startled countless birds, giving the originally quiet and solemn [Confucius Temple] a barbaric atmosphere.

   Thanks to 【Three-Body Evil Luo Ji】【Don’t Disturb】【Picture New】and other book friends for their rewards.

   The reason for the lack of water is that you told me a cruel fact...

   Today I added 2,000 words to save the manuscript, and I will make up yesterday's tomorrow. (╥﹏╥)

  

  

  (end of this chapter)