Chapter 147: Eternal love

"History of the Heavenly Dynasty·Emperor Capital", Volume 93.
In the spring of the seventh year of Emperor Yao, great victory in the East China Sea. In May Jiachen, King Zhan triumphed, and then he set up a banquet in Tai Chi Hall...
The towering Tai Chi Hall, sacred into the sky.
The night is endless, and thousands of brilliant lights outline the undulating and majestic outline of the Taisho Palace. The Qiongjie imperial road is like water, and the sky is full of moon like gold.
The imperial palace, Tianque, aloft, overlooks the world and the common people in the intertwined light and shadow of thousands of feet, standing still for thousands of years. Every time the glorious time, every time the wind and rain in the troubled times, carved silent marks on the dragon step jade wall, forging the magnificence and prosperity of this palace.
In the hall, hundreds of officials gathered, and a grand banquet was about to be held.
At noon today, King Zhan, who led his army to calm down the East China Sea, returned to Beijing by order. 300,000 troops were stationed in Langzhou, with only 500 Qingqi accompanying him. The imperial decree was given in the palace and a banquet was held in the Tai Chi Hall that night to celebrate the victory of King Qing Zhan.
The bells and drums are qinqin, the piano is soothing and the sound is melodious, and the sound is mellow. Officials of Tiandu Rank 6 and above all drink at the banquet. Such an unprecedented scale of celebrations fully demonstrates the prosperity of the celestial dynasty, but most of the officials who attended the banquet show no joy and act silently.
The dragon chair above the main hall is solemn and gilded, but Emperor Hao is not present. It is empty here. On the next level, there is the Phoenix Case on the left and the Kylin Gold case on the right. While the jade curtain was lightly hanging down, the Queen of Heaven dressed up and sat behind him, and on the other side was Taishi Feng Yan, and even King Zhan's seat was also under it.
A few more steps down, it is the seat of the princes' relatives and the high-ranking ministers above the third grade. At this time, looking at it, it is almost impossible to see the Feng clan's party. Everyone is proud and proud.
Feng Yan was dressed in a purple brocade python robe, Eguan Jinying, white eyebrows and long beard, and a pair of narrow eyes half-squinted and half-closed and scanned the surroundings. His gaze fell behind the deepening Hua Wei Dragon Pillar on all sides of the hall, and the corners of his lips made a triumphant sneer. Everything in the palace is under control. Feng's 30 years of glory and glory, after tonight, even the entire celestial dynasty will be Feng's world, and no one will compete with it. Thinking of reaching this point, Feng Yan's arrogance appeared to his face, squinting his eyes to watch the Wu courtier below the steps.
Hundred officials leaned over to welcome the Queen of Heaven and took their seats, Yalebi, and amidst the sound of the attendants in front of the hall, a group of courtiers stood in the hall in embarrassment.
It was a great ceremony to see the emperor with three knees and nine knees. At this time, Emperor Hao became ill, and it was enough for the heavenly queen to accept the ceremony. Feng Yan sat in the hall like the heavenly queen. If he went down, he would worship the emperor, the royal family, or him. Feng's house?
What's more, the gilt plate and purple jade lamp in front of the Qilin case are already overstepped artifacts. Feng Yan's move made the wolf's ambition clear.
Although the ambitions of the heavenly officials were short, they still had a strong character, and most of them stood there and refused to salute. Han Bo, a servant in the palace, immediately went out and said: "The ministers have played the empress. Since ancient times, the monarchs and ministers have been indeterminate. Our country is ritual, and the country is in danger. The system is inconsistent, and it is inconsistent with the etiquette and law. I still hope that the empress will learn from it."
Behind the jade curtain, the sky behind was pale and cold, sitting down with sleeves, and slowly said: "The ritual system is respectable and solid cannot be abandoned. As you said, shouldn't I sit here?"
Han Bo paused, leaned over and kowtowed, and said again: "The minister's duties are, and I hope my mother will forgive me."
Faced with this Shi Yushi who was always known for his uprightness, Qing Chen frowned slightly, but before he could speak, he heard Feng Yan snorted coldly: "Ignorant courtier, here is nonsense, why bother with him? Talking? Expelling from the temple is, come here!" He called the guards in front of the queen and the officials, pointed at Han Bo, "Take him out!"
Qing Chen's heart was full of anger, her eyes sharpened, but when she saw the other empty unicorn gold case nearby, she suppressed her anger. Feng Yan's arrogance and presumptuous angered everyone. His Royal Highness Han Bo broke away from the guards who stepped forward, and suddenly shouted at the throne: "Your Majesty! Traitor is in charge, the country will not be the country, and the minister would rather die today to repay the grace, and must not destroy my court and minister Tsunji! "He kowtowed and raised his head, his face was full of blood. The ministers in the palace, especially those imperial historians, were aroused by blood, and immediately several people knelt forward to remonstrate.
Feng Yan's complexion sank before he was about to attack, Qing Chen's hand beside the Phoenix Seat suddenly tightened, and he shouted: "How is the imperial noise?"
The chaotic situation in the hall was quiet, and then suddenly I heard a long announcement outside: "His Royal Highness King Zhan is here!"
There was a long and bright voice from the servant, like a wave breaking through the water, instantly breaking the deadlock. All the ministers turned around, and saw King Zhan in a cloud and dragon uniform, slowly wearing a light shirt, slender and dustless, stepping on the jade steps, climbing the sky, bringing the moonlight and brilliance, smiling like the wind, walking like a leisurely garden, Mingzhan Jun Mou gave a startled glance and took it to the front of the temple, and the wind even saw Feng Yan dumbfounded.
Feng Yan coldly snorts secretly when he arrives late for the state banquet celebration, this alone can cure his impertinence. The officials in the hall were surprised, happy and worried, and many people also sweated coldly for King Zhan.
When King Zhan entered the hall, the imperial servants followed the etiquette and once again preached loudly: "Kneel-knock -"
King Zhan had no intention of saluting, standing with his hand in front of the steps, his gaze swept across Han Bo and other ministers, and he looked up at the hall, his scorching eyes were facing Shang Fengyan's arrogant eyes, and the tip of his eyes seemed to be provocative. mean.
Feng Yan also couldn't help himself, and said solemnly: "Dare to ask why the prince is neglecting the imperial decree and deliberately coming late? What does it mean to enter the temple and not worship?"
King Zhan's face was pale, he sneered, and said proudly: "This king worships the heaven and earth father, and the gentleman and heroes below. At this time, there is no ruler and no father in the Taiji Hall. The young people of Xiaoxiao are occupying high positions. Feng Xiang wants this king to pay respect. "While he flicked his sleeves, he walked straight to the table.
Feng Yan's heart was rising. He was so confident at this time that he didn't put King Zhan in his eyes, and the court scolded: "Bold! The queen is here. What do you want to do if you ignore it?"
King Zhan smiled when he heard the words, turned around leisurely, his eyes stopped in front of the jade curtain, and he bowed his hand to the queen: "Chen, see the empress." This worship was a family ceremony.
"The prince has worked hard." A faint word floated out from behind the jade curtain, like a beaded jade tap, Lingling spread to everyone's ears.
Feng Yan suddenly felt something strange in his intuition, and turned to look at the Luan seat. The crystal light and shadow cast down pieces of crystal clear light, shaking slightly, like a thin blade of ice silk, like a sword mark in autumn water. The queen's slender and cold phoenix eyes pierced through the jade light, and she turned towards King Zhan. Between the lightning and the fire, the two eyes met in an instant.
The corner of King Zhan's lips kept a faint smile. He stepped up to the golden steps and said in a deep voice, "Where is the servant in the palace?"
Han Bo and the other two servants heard this and took a step forward: "The minister is here!"
King Zhan asked: "What should be the crime of overstepping the system in the court of the court?"
Han Bo looked up at Feng Yan and said angrily: "A courtier's failure to overrule the rules is a crime of trespassing. It is a great disrespect. It can be lightly cut for the people, and it can be punishable!"
King Zhan nodded, turned around, his voice was cold, "Can you hear Fengxiang clearly?"
Feng Yan looked at King Zhan, and his eyes were full of brilliance, and he could still hear the peace of the bells, and the music was fluttering, but the front of the temple was already tense. All the ministers stood in awe of fear, and suddenly saw Feng Yan picking up the case. With a slamming noise in his hands, the beautiful jade was broken, and the apricot pulp splashed.
In response to this crisp sound, hundreds of imperial guards appeared in the shadows around the main hall without warning, and quickly surrounded the banquet table. With the soft sound of the sword armor and the sound of slapped boots, the tall and heavy door of the Taiji Hall slowly closed, and there was a loud bang, isolating the night and the earth, and the entire hall suddenly became a golden cage.
The shocking incident shook the officials in the palace on the spot. Feng Yan's face showed unparalleled arrogance, and his ambitions swelled sharply, and he was almost about to laugh out loud. His Highness fingered his highness and said loudly: "King Zhan is conspiring with the party, guards on both sides, Take it down quickly!"
Suddenly, there was a crisp applause from King Zhan in the hall. He seemed to have just watched a wonderful show. He couldn't help but praised the festival. He smiled gracefully, suave, and turned a blind eye to the surrounding swords.
"Feng Xiang is a good method!" Accompanied by him with a quick high-five, the imperial guard in front of the palace moved. The two teams of guards unsheathed their swords and quickly stepped onto the dragon's steps, but they went past King Zhan and went straight to Feng Yan's seat. The others also acted swiftly and quickly surrounded all Feng's pro-party. Under the shadow of the sword and sword, there was an exclamation and curse all around, and there was a mess. Everyone in the Feng family was suddenly imprisoned by the imperial guard before they could resist.
Suddenly, Feng Yan couldn't help but change his face. He was startled and angry, and struggling to shout: "What crime did I commit? How dare you be rude!"
I saw the jade curtain on the palace swayed slightly, and the queen got up and stepped down to the seat of Luan. The phoenix robes fluttered, spreading gorgeous and noble, encircled Qingyue, graceful and graceful, she walked along the radiant jade steps, her eyes meeting with King Cham in midair.
He came back, and walked along the stormy seas, came to her life and death agreement, with a graceful body proudly, holding up this picturesque country.
His dark eyes are like a glitzy late night, like an autumn lake through the wind and rain, with too many things deposited, all turning into a faint and elegant smile behind the calm.
A gentleman is magnanimous and meets his confidant. There will always be people in this life who deserve to be trusted with their lives.
Qing Chen walked to the center of the hall step by step, and the quiet steps and smiling face made Feng Yan suddenly fall into an ice cave.
"Feng's rebellious party ordered Huang Wenshang to murder the saint and frame the king of Cham. The pregnant woman was sent to the house, in an attempt to pretend to be the imperial ruler, and plot to usurp the throne. The crime of killing important ministers and messing up the country is unpardonable. The Jiu Clan..." The plain and clear voice was like a cold stream flowing through the hall that had been panicked, the place it passed like thin ice spreading, the voices fell, and the words were silent.
Everyone stood still and looked at the queen above the hall. They were shocked, surprised, questioned, admired... However, there was only one person who saw deep regret.
King Zhan standing beside the steps of the hall raised his eyes and stared. The palace lanterns are shining, and Fengxia, who is in her gorgeous clothes, is golden. She stands in the center of thousands of people, she is dazzling, but she seems to have never stayed here.
The woman in white clothes and plain face was still in front of him, with a frown and a smile, which was a mystery in his life. He met her, missed her, but at this moment, he really had her.
People are all provoked by themselves, and they do not regret that they are Sapo.
Suddenly, Feng Yan, who was detained by the guards, let out a burst of laughter. He seemed to have heard the most ridiculous thing in the world. He raised his head and asked, "The Feng family sins are unforgivable, and you should be the Jiu Clan! Haha...Are you not from the Feng family? Not the daughter of the old man, and not among the nine families of the Feng Family! Do you think that with these few words, the Feng Family will be ruined in your hands?"
Qing Chen walked slowly in front of Feng Yan and cast a faint look. The clear brilliance pressed Feng Yan's eyes directly. She smiled and whispered softly, making Feng Yan hear each word clearly: "You are wrong, I am no one. , I'm just Ye Tianling's wife." She raised her voice, and turned around with her sleeves. "I'm just the queen of the celestial dynasty. National thieves can be killed, and the adversary is the same as the Feng family!"
After deliberately thinking and seeing the accomplishment in his hands, Feng Yan was so close to the throne that symbolized the Ninth Five-Year Lord at this time, but unexpectedly the last step was destroyed in the hands of a woman. He was very hateful in his heart, halberd and cursed: "The demon girl! The emperor has already been seriously ill. You have colluded with King Cham inside and outside to win the throne. Is it possible that you want to serve your elder brother first, then marry his brother, and incest?"
The officials were shocked, and King Zhan couldn't bear it, and shouted angrily: "Shut up!" Suddenly a cold voice sounded from the hall: "Feng Yan, would you dare to say this again in front of me?"
Hearing the sound, Feng Yan suddenly looked up. Above the dragon steps, behind the golden curtain, Emperor Hao walked out slowly. The bright lights around the hall were scattered, and the golden brilliance reflected him in a dungeon robe, solemn and arrogant, standing high, watching all sentient beings, and when he raised his eyes, his shocked eyes penetrated people's hearts.
When the officials saw Emperor Hao, they were overjoyed. Han Bo and the others cried and knelt on the ground. Following them, the ministers suddenly knelt down in front of the temple. Everyone was excited and unspeakable. Only the Feng family members The face is like ashes.
Ye Tianling looked at Feng Yan, and asked in a cold voice: "The nine families of the Feng Family are indeed not to be underestimated, but I am going to ruin them today, so what can you do?"
The dying person he was most worried about suddenly appeared in front of him. Feng Yan stood stiffly in the hall, fingers in front of his fingers and trembling lips, but he couldn't say a word. He only vaguely heard the imperial guard commanding Wei Long March and Hussar General Nangong. Jing, Fujun General Tang Chu, etc. went forward and said: "A total of 117 people from the Feng clan were detained on the spot in the palace. The Feng Mansion of Huayuefang was heavily banned, and no one came out. The Feng clan of Sizhou is exhausted. Confiscated. The Hanzhong chief ambassador Feng Lu and the Guang'an chief ambassador Feng Yu were dismissed from their posts for crimes, and they have all been secretly imprisoned..." Finally, Feng Yan heard the steady and clear voice of King Zhan: "East China chief ambassador Feng Ke Jiaobing The stubborn resistance has been cut under the sword by his ministers. The four states of Wen, Xian, Lang, and Ji are under the control of King Li himself. Zhongshu Shi Lang Si Weiyun and Donghai Army governor Pang Yuan led his troops to calm down the military and civilians."
There was no news of the earth-turning movement back to Tiandu, the world was in its palm, and the whole world was overthrown. Feng Yan looked directly at the cold and oppressive figure in the Tai Chi Hall, and the fear of Mount Tai's pressing on the top drove him into the abyss without mercy. He softened and murmured four words: "The Feng Family is over." There was only darkness in front of him, and his previous arrogance was destroyed by that cold gaze. That kind of thunderous method, resolute and relentless sweeping, made people unable to even raise the thought of resistance. Emperor Hao is safe and sound, the queen turns to the side, King Zhan is forced to face him, he knows that the road to death is ahead, and the time to die has come.
Qing Chen lowered her eyes faintly, and a trace of compassion floated by, alternating with the calm luster of her eyes, turning into a deep depth. "Take it with you." She waved the Yunxiu down, and the Xuanjia guards responded in unison.
But in a moment, the dust settled in the Tai Chi Hall, all madness and greed, all ambitions and struggles disappeared silently in the brilliant light and shadow, drowned in the sound of the emperor bell and drum.
Shao Le was back, and the officials bowed and bowed. Across the Jinhuiyu Steps, Ye Tianling stretched out his hand to Qing Chen, slightly raised her thin lips, staring with a smile.
His arrogant smile stopped in Qing Chen's eyes, full of beautiful brilliance. Hand in hand in this life, life and death will not be separated, smile to see the country, the world is home. She raised her eyes to him, walking calmly, and put her hand in his palm.
Shaking Qing Chen's hand again, Ye Tianling gently led her and stood with her on the highest point of the Taizheng Palace, all over the world, crawling under her feet.
Thousands of lights flared out dazzling bright light, reflecting the golden glory of the moon, creating this magnificent imperial palace and heaven on earth, magnificent, overlooking the joys and sorrows of life.
The vast mountains and rivers, endless years, the voices of the ministers shook the four directions, straight into the sky.
The full moon on the horizon shines on the whole world, with the same glory for thousands of miles.