The road home was always so long, and there were always obstacles.
When the Empress and her entourage arrived at the post station 14 miles north of Chang 'an, they were stopped again. This time, the ones who stopped them were not eunuchs, nor were there any soldiers. It was a dozen white-haired ministers.
Those old officials knelt in front of the Empress' carriage, representing His Majesty and the Kingdom Supervisor to pass on the edict, asking the Empress not to enter the city for now and to stay in the West Mountain Side Palace.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Ning Que could not help but admire Li Yu. In the past few years, many old ministers had passed away due to illness. He did not know where she had found so many old and virtuous ministers whose bodies were like rotten wood. Among these old ministers kneeling on the ground, he even saw the former teacher of the Sixth Prince.
The old ministers wept, their white hair fluttering in the autumn wind. It truly made those who saw it sad and those who heard it shed tears. They spoke of the perilous situation of the world and the difficulties of the country. They spoke from the bottom of their hearts and spoke from the bottom of their hearts.
The commander of the Northern Army, who was responsible for escorting the queen and her entourage, was in a dilemma. These old men did not do anything, nor did they issue a decree. They just knelt in front of the carriages. The commander could not really kill them.
Ning Que didn't care about this and walked toward those elders.
At this time, people in Chang 'an already knew that apart from the cavalry of the Northern Army, Ning Que, Mr. Thirteen of the Academy was also escorting the Empress and the Sixth Prince back to the south.
Eunuch Chen's tragic experience on the stone bridge in Liangxiang proved that Ning Que had a heart of stone and was cold-blooded and heartless. He would not be restricted by the red tape of the imperial court. Therefore, when they saw him walking over, the elders who were crying and persuading the Empress were shocked and even stopped crying.
The leader of the group was Wei Jiechen. He was the oldest and had the most experience. Last year, he was invited by His Majesty three times to return to Chang 'an to take over the position left by Chancellor Jin after he passed away.
Old Chancellor Wei Jiechen stood up, looked at Ning Que and scolded, "What are you going to do?"
Ning Que said, "Don't you know what I did in Liang Village?"
The Old Chancellor took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and carefully spread it out as if it was the most precious treasure. He held it up in front of him and solemnly said, "Look at what is written on it."
That piece of paper had already turned yellow. It was unknown how old it was.
A line of words was written on the paper.
"The disciples of the Academy are strictly prohibited from interfering in court affairs."
Ning Que found that it was the Headmaster's handwriting and could not help but be startled.
The Old Chancellor shouted, "Kneel before the Headmaster of the Academy's iron-clad rule!"
Ning Que looked at him as if he was an idiot.
The Old Chancellor saw that he didn't move and his expression became extremely ugly. He said, "Don't tell me you dare to disobey your master's order!"
Ning Que snatched the yellow paper and tore it into four halves. He then crumpled them into a ball and threw them into the paddy field beside the state highway.
Everyone was stunned.
Even the Empress, who was sitting in the carriage, was shocked speechless.
"The disciples of the Academy are best at defying the orders of their masters."
Ning Que looked at the old chancellor and said.
The Old Chancellor had never seen such an arrogant person. Trembling with anger, he pointed his finger at Qin Haodong's face and said sadly, "How can there be such a disrespectful person like you in the Tang Empire! Really angering this old man to death! "
"I only tore the note that Teacher Zhang casually wrote. That person in the palace even changed his father's posthumous edict. Why didn't I see Old Chancellor die from anger? Or are you angry because you no longer have my ink brush in your hands? If you want it, I can bring you one from the Academy in two days, or I can write one myself. My handwriting is better than my teacher's. "
Ning Que said calmly without any mockery on his face.
However, because of this, his words seemed even sharper.
The Old Chancellor withdrew his finger and clutched his chest. He panted painfully and said intermittently, "You villain! Even if the Headmaster is in heaven, he won't forgive you. "
Ning Que shouted, "That old guy left us and went to heaven. Do you think he can still control me? If you have the ability, call him down from heaven. I will thank you for the rest of my life. "
"Enough."
The Empress said in the carriage, "Don't make things difficult for the old man. Don't you see that he is uncomfortable?"
Ning Que said calmly, "Then hurry up and die from anger. Then he won't feel uncomfortable anymore."
There was an uproar.
The officials were furious. They stood up with their old bodies and supported the old chancellor who was on the verge of collapse. They scolded the Empress repeatedly. No one knew where they learned their temper from, but they would rather die than let the Empress' carriage pass.
Ning Que's hand fell on the hilt of his knife.
The Empress suddenly said, "I will rest at the post station for a day."
Ning Que understood what she meant and said, "Then I will go to Chang 'an first."
He turned over and mounted the horse, ready to leave.
The imperial court could use all kinds of methods to stop the Empress from returning, but no one and no way could stop him.
The old officials saw that the situation could not be reversed. They stood by the road and scolded him for being heartless and not seeing the big picture.
Ning Que stopped his horse and turned to look at the old officials. He said, "The world has not seen my coldness. Take care of yourself. You will slowly see it in the future."
The West-Hill Divine Palace Army had already arrived at the Verdant Canyon.
Master Qi Mei had already arrived at the Western Army Commander Camp.
The cavalry of the Golden Palace continued to move south.
The Eastern Border of the Tang Empire was about to become a scorched land.
It was a time of crisis.
Ning Que carried a podao on his back and a wooden box.
He walked into Chang 'an under the setting sun. (Note)
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The imperial study was the place Ning Que was most familiar with in the palace.
He looked at the paperweight on the table and found that there was a crack on it. He put the wooden box on the table and patted it. He said, "Your Majesty, we are back."
In this room, he saw His Majesty write "The flower blooms on the shore shore", so he wrote "The fish jumps over the sea". From that moment on, he had a very close relationship with the palace.
Chang 'an was the God-stunning Array.
This array was given to him by Master Yan Se, but it was actually His Majesty's intention. It was related to the safety of the country, so the final decision should be made by the emperor.
In other words, His Majesty had entrusted Chang 'an and the Tang Empire to him a long time ago.
Ning Que had been growing over the years, but he was still far from being able to take on such a heavy responsibility.
He thought that he had a lot of time, but he did not expect the Headmaster to leave first and His Majesty to leave so suddenly. Therefore, this heavy responsibility fell on his shoulders in advance.
The door of the imperial study was pushed open.
Li Yu walked in, looking a little haggard.
She looked at the wooden box on the table and slowly knelt down.
Ning Que stood at the side and looked at her quietly.
After a long time, Li Yu stood up. Her eyes were slightly red, and she looked even more haggard and tired.
Ning Que said, "If His Majesty is still alive, he must be very disappointed with you."
Li Yu smiled. Her smile was very sad. She said, "What about you? Are you also very disappointed? "
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(Note: This is Gu Long. It seems that there is such a scene in every book of mine. The male protagonist always carries a box or a box into a certain city. Is that the murderous aura of a battle of life and death? And then, there is more today.) (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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