Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Three
It was almost evening before, and there were few pedestrians outside the imperial city. Han Changli, who appeared under the imperial city, immediately attracted the attention of the guard Shen Ce Army.
The leading general led several Shence troops out of the imperial city, saw Han Changli's identity from afar, hurried forward, approached Han Changli's side, and bowed, "Mr. Han."
"Yes." Han Changli shifted his eyes from the hanging corpse and landed on the face of the general of the Shence Army. He nodded slightly and indicated that he was a scholar and had a very good manner of etiquette.
Even Han Changli, who lost power, was a Grand Secretary of the Hanlin Academy after all, and was not an ordinary Divine Army, who could be provoked by them.
In the entire imperial capital, only His Majesty the Emperor and Duke of Wei, or the "third son", but Li Sanpang has always regarded Han Changli as his good brother.
The generals of the Shence Army did not leave, but guarded one side. If Han Changli really wanted to do something extraordinary, they would definitely stop him.
They could tell which one was more important. If they offended Han Changli at this time, they would at most bear some anger and their heads were still there. If Han Changli was really wronged, their heads would have to move.
"If Lord Han doesn't have anything important, please leave as soon as possible." The guard general advised with kind words.
"Hu." Han Changli took a deep breath, moved his eyes away from the general of Shence Army, and slowly placed it on the hanging corpse again. His fists were clenched to speak out for the scholar.
"The prime minister Li Linfu, as known as the people, is a treacherous minister. For the sake of power, anyone dares to offend him. There is only one result, and his family will be destroyed!" Han Changli said with his clenched fists behind him and raised his head.
The guards of Shen Ce Army looked at each other and didn't understand clearly.
"Mr. Yan, who died in depression and Lord. Zhang, who died in the imperial prison, died under his command of Li Linfu. It is understandable that Li Linfu is indeed a real treacherous minister."
Han Changli's voice was not low, and it was heard far away. On the imperial city, many people poked their heads out and looked down at the imperial city.
His words were not what the Shen Ce Army said, but what he said to the corpse, and what only he could hear, Han Changli told him Li Linfu.
He kept saying something, and he wanted to say a lot to him. In the entire imperial capital, no one dared to speak out for him. Li Linfu, and Han Changli dared not because he was a Grand Secretary of the Hanlin Academy, but just because he was a scholar.
"But now my Tang Dynasty's official laws are nine out of ten, and with him, Li Linfu, and in my Tang Dynasty, there are no villains, no traitors left their homes, and no turbulent rioters went against the current and turbulent court."
"If the party and government in the temple were not old, there would be no Duke of Wei who followed the trend, no Changlemen change in the early years, nor no royal concubine who made His Majesty ignore the court."
At this point, the whole city was full of radical changes in expressions. No one could have thought that this would come from the mouth of Han Changli, who was outside the imperial city, talking in front of countless Shen Ce troops.
The general of the Shence Army, standing in front of Han Changli, reached out and trembled and supported it on the standard horizontal knife scabbard on his waist. He swallowed two salivas before he dared to whisper: "Mr. Han, you should leave as soon as possible. If you continue to say this, it will be a matter of losing your head."
Han Changli turned around and bowed slightly to the general of the Shence Army, but still never left. He looked at the top of the city and the corpse. It was Li Linfu, the prime minister who created the prosperous Tang Dynasty today.
"With him, Li Linfu, my Tang Dynasty has been prosperous and prosperous for decades, and the people have lived and worked in peace and contentment. Looking at the territory of the Tang Dynasty, all of them are prosperous and prosperous. My Tang Dynasty's treasury is full, and all the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty have received their salaries."
"With him, Li Linfu, the Turkic barbarians did not enter Central China for more than ten years. The Turkic barbarians, Tubo, Baiji, and even went westward, all of whom served the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, "Tiankhan", and came to us every year to pay tribute."
"There are Westerners, Fusang people, and Kunlun people, all of them are proud to be able to enter the territory of the Tang Dynasty."
"With him, Li Linfu, not to mention Hu Mangou, even if there is Hu Mangou in the world, who dares to rebel?"
No one answered, because Han Changli said that every sentence was true. Everyone knew it in the Tang Dynasty, and everyone knew it. But the only one who dared to say these words was Han Changli, and only Han Changli.
Cao Akui, the commander of the Shence Army, had already stood on the imperial city, squinted his eyes and stood in front of him.
There was no other sound around the entire imperial city except for the rustling wind.
Han Changli took two steps forward, holding his hands in front of his chest. He shook his clothes and saluted to the corpse: "Today, with me, Han Changli, I still remember the merits of your prime minister Li Linfu. Even if no one in the Tang Dynasty dares to speak for you, I, Han Changli, dares, and risk my life to serve you today!"
As he said that, Han Changli bowed and said that he would bow. After the ceremony, he looked up and stopped talking.
Many ministers in the court who had heard the movements came outside the imperial city. They were still sitting in the carriage and did not dare to show up. They were not Han Changli, and there was no Du Shusheng behind them.
"Pai!" Someone applauded on the top of the city. It was a young man who was almost the same age as Han Changli. The young man's eyes fell and he looked at Han Changli with a smile. The corners of his mouth were raised and he didn't say anything.
"Welcome to the Crown Prince!"
All the Shen Ce army knelt down and said in unison.
The crown prince has no power and is still the crown prince after all. Even if the crown prince can only be the crown prince in this life, he will be the son of today. He is standing above their heads and the one that their Shen Ce Army must protect.
Han Changli's eyes did not fall on the prince on the top of the city, nor did he kneel down to salute. He still clasped his fists with his hands, placed them in front of his chest, staring at Li Linfu's body.
The wind blew the corner of his clothes, and he remained motionless. It was a Mount Tai standing in front of the imperial city. He raised his hand and sang: "My teacher, Han Changli, the Grand Secretary of the Hanlin Academy, I would like to ask the Emperor to pardon Li Linfu's crimes!"
No one answered, only Han Changli was shaking his sleeves and fell to the ground.
"His sin is a crime of rebellion and cannot be forgiven." The prince raised his hand and said.
Han Changli knelt down and couldn't get up and didn't answer.
In the imperial city, I think that the Emperor had heard about this, but no eunuch came to report whether he was dealing with him, Han Changli or punishing him, Han Changli.
I think the emperor came to him, but he didn't want to pay attention to such a thing that made him anxious.
Han Changli, who just entered the court last year, is another "Sage of Du Shu" in the eyes of His Majesty, and is the hope for the future of the Tang Dynasty.
Just like Du Shusheng back then, Han Changli was still just a straightforward scholar. If he didn't understand the power of the temple, the emperor could not blame him, because Han Changli was really a disciple of Du Shusheng.
Even if it is his emperor, he still can't afford to offend him.
But there are always people who will stand up for His Majesty. For example, the Crown Prince, who is now standing on the top of the city, is pushed to the forefront of the matter that the Duke of Wei, who is already in power in the court and the opposition, dare not face.
The Tang Dynasty may not have this crown prince, and His Majesty the Emperor is not just the crown prince, but the Tang Dynasty should have an emperor.
His Royal Highness's eyes became colder and colder. He smashed his fist hard on the top of the city. The Shen Ce Army had already stood up and dared not approach him.
Two people appeared at the end of Zhuque Street, behind Han Changli.
"Han Changli, let me ask you, if Miss Yan is in front of you now, would you be willing to marry her?" the prince said slowly, but obviously he did not have the patience to wait for Han Changli to answer.
"We can't talk about it together. Moreover, I, Han Changli, will not marry Li Yuetong in this life!" Han Changli slowly looked up and then stood up. He knew that there would not be any Emperor of the Emperor coming today, so as before, he would die outside the imperial city today.
He visited Meng Dongye, Li Sanpang, Yan Lingbin, and Guo Xiaojiu. Even if he died, he would die without regrets!
"You can talk about it. If you want to marry her, you can leave today. You have no choice to marry her. Haha~..."
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sneered and did not say further. He had made a decision that few people in the Tang Dynasty dared to make. He wanted Han Changli to die outside the imperial city today, even if he would die later.
But in the eyes of the prince, all this is worth it, because Han Changli will undoubtedly die, but he may not really die. But the position of the prince will definitely not be able to be saved, and he is still not afraid.
What is the difference between the current prince and a useless man? It’s better not to be a good person!
Chapter completed!