Chapter 170 There is a Good Fisherman in the Capital

Chapter 170 There is a Good Fisherman in the Capital

Chapter 170 There is a Good Fisherman in the Capital

Dakang Dynasty, the capital.

Even the sun and the moon disappeared, and the world fell into darkness.

The lights are still on here.

That was not the light lit by ordinary people, but the sacred fire of the gods.

The bright divine fire illuminates all directions.

If someone looks down from a high vantage point, they can see an extremely majestic and huge city, with blue bricks and glazed tiles, and buildings stacked layer upon layer, yet in an orderly manner, without a trace of clutter, and an indescribable harmony.

This is the capital of Dakang.

Each building is designed with great care, with symmetry on the left, right, top and bottom, and all around.

Cold and solemn.

People have their own way, and rats have their own way.

Even the ants on the roadside have to follow the ant paths.

The first thing His Majesty did after ascending the throne was to rebuild this orderly, harmonious and meticulous capital city.

Of course, there will definitely be people who oppose it.

Therefore, from the time the decision was made to rebuild the capital to its completion, a total of twenty-four years, countless aristocratic families and court ministers who opposed Emperor Dakang were all defeated, and the entire court was reshuffled from top to bottom.

However, the Five Surnames and Seven Families were not included in this purge.

Later, word spread among the people that the reason why Your Majesty rebuilt the capital was actually because the Five Surnames and Seven Families were trying to curry favor with Your Majesty. After all, Your Majesty had never liked luxury before he ascended the throne.

How could such a wise ruler suddenly become a tyrant?

It must be the Five Surnames and Seven Families who are behind this.

As for the fact that the taxes in Dakang became higher year by year after the spring of the fourth year of the Qingli period, there must have been some conspiracy behind this.

After all, Your Majesty has lived in the palace for a long time.

There are high red walls blocking the way and no one can get in to see how His Majesty eats meals every day.

However, all of the five surnames and seven families lived in the most prosperous areas of the capital.

That place is just a brick, and an ordinary wealthy businessman may not be able to afford it even if he works hard all his life.

At this moment.

Capital, Qinghe.

This is the Song family’s mansion.

When we say Qinghe Song Family, it actually refers to the area on both sides of the Qinghe River in Beijing.

Emperor Taizu of Dakang started his career by rebelling.

The Qinghe Song family has been rooted in this place for many years.

Later, when the Dakang Dynasty was established, the ancestor of the Song family went to meet the Emperor Taizu in person. Later, this place was nominally rewarded to the Song family, and they were not ordered to move to another place.

Song, Li, Meng, Han, Liu, and Du.

The same is true for the six great families of Dakang, except the Du family.

The Du family is not included in the Five Surnames and Seven Families, because the Du family's ancestral home is not in the capital, and there are very few people. They are so low-key that no one would think of them unless they speak out.

And now, it is already sunset.

In the Song family's ancestral hall, there are a group of gods sitting in it, and below them are the Song family's children.

The elders of the Song family had already become gods on the spot.

As for the younger generations, whose life span is less than 800 years, very few of them would choose to become gods.

From top to bottom, the entire Song family was silent, as if they were waiting for something.

After a long time.

With a whoosh.

An old man in a blue shirt and a goatee walked in slowly, leaning on a cane.

This old man looks just like an ordinary person.

There was no extraordinary aura around him, but his eyes were very bright, not as cloudy as those of an old man of his age.

"Ancestor!!"

"Ancestor!!"

All the members of the Song family stood up and bowed respectfully to the old man.

This old man is the ancestor of the Song family.

He is also an extremely powerful god.

He lived for so long that no one even knew his name, and they just called him ancestor.

The ancestor of the Song family nodded slowly to everyone, then slowly walked to the highest seat in the ancestral hall and slowly sat down.

"The sun will not disappear, it will come back tomorrow."

The ancestor of the Song family started with a statement, and then said: "The sun and the moon in the same sky indicate the end of the changes in heaven and earth. The old man of the Du family speculated that there will be nine such events, and nine is the extreme."

"After nine times, the changes in heaven and earth will end completely."

“Then a new path of practice will emerge.”

Hearing this, the expressions of the Song family members sitting in the lower seats changed slightly.

They all practice with popularity.

This is the only way to practice after the changes in heaven and earth.

It is also a broken road.

If a new path of cultivation emerges after the changes in heaven and earth are over, will they have the opportunity to embark on this path?

The Song family ancestor said calmly: "From now on, all Song family cultivators are not allowed to become gods, unless their life span is almost over. Otherwise, they have to hold on until that time."

Someone frowned and said, "Old Ancestor, the Buddhist Kingdom in the Western Regions has been restless in recent years, and all the children of our Song family are serving in the court. If someone has made great contributions, what if His Majesty personally orders to grant him a divine title?"

"So the Song family has to lie dormant."

The Song family ancestor said slowly: "The current emperor is very extraordinary. I have lived for so many years and have seen countless outstanding people, but this one's methods are more powerful than Emperor Taizu."

"The Du family was right to keep their distance."

"From now on, all the sons of the Song family who hold civil positions in the court should seek to leave the capital and serve as officials in the local areas. If they hold military positions, they should find an opportunity to fake their own death and escape. But don't rush this matter, take it slowly."

"Grandfather, what exactly does Your Majesty want to do?"

An old man sitting to the lower right of the Song family ancestor said in a deep voice: "Since the spring of the fourth year of the Qingli period, no, since the change of the reign title to Qing, Your Majesty has been staying in the Yangxin Palace for a long time, not attending to state affairs, watching the court fights, and only occasionally ordering mediation." "And the imperial envoy..."

Although the imperial envoy's deeds were evil, they were still secret.

Very few people know about this.

But the Five Surnames and Seven Families were aware of this and knew the secrets of those imperial envoys, and that they were most likely being used against the aristocratic families.

It's just that so many years have passed.

His Majesty never played the card in his hand.

It's like a sharp sword hanging over their heads, and no one knows when it will fall.

"I can't see through it. Even I can't see through it..."

The Song family ancestor closed his eyes and said slowly: "However, these nine times of the sun and the moon in the same sky will definitely happen again. His Majesty will not wait until the end before taking action. He is very patient, but he is not a god."

Yes, the current Emperor Dakang is not a god.

It has only been more than three hundred years since he ascended the throne.

In total, he still has more than 400 years to live.

After each Dakang emperor ascended the throne, he would quickly turn into a god, because when gods shed their mortal bodies, they could become extremely powerful whether they were handling government affairs or having their own strength.

However, what is strange is that since his accession to the throne, his Majesty has never thought of becoming a god.

You know, if this person became a god.

Then the popularity of the entire Dakang will be bestowed upon him.

The City God of Xuzhou City is extremely powerful, let alone an emperor.

"That old man from the Du family knows a lot."

The Song Family Patriarch said, "But he didn't want to say more. He only mentioned that His Majesty is a gambler and has become addicted to gambling. We should stay away from him. I just thought that His Majesty couldn't stand the aristocratic families and wanted to reform them."

"Now that I think about it, maybe this matter is not that simple."

"In short, learn from the Du family and stay away from them."

"Also, the Song family should not interfere in the matter of the Black Sun."

"But we have to send someone, otherwise the other families will naturally notice it. You guys can decide the specific arrangements. I am old now, so I won't take advantage of my age."

After saying this, the figure of the Song family ancestor slowly faded away.

……

And in the Yangxin Palace in the capital.

Emperor Dakang was wearing a blue Taoist robe today, with a purple gold crown on his head and a scroll of scriptures in his hands. He looked more like a Taoist than an emperor.

At this moment, from a hidden corner of the Palace of Tranquil Longevity, a man wrapped in a black robe and wearing a mask walked out.

"Your Majesty, the ancestor of the Song family went to see someone."

Emperor Dakang looked at the Taoist scriptures attentively and waved his hand, signaling for silence.

Then, the Yangxin Palace became quiet.

The only sound was the rustling of pages turning.

After a long time.

Emperor Dakang closed the Taoist scripture and asked calmly, "Did you meet Du Rugui or Du Shenwei?"

"Du Rugui."

"Well, that's exactly what I expected."

Emperor Da Kang commented with a smile: "One of these two brothers chased the sun, and the other chased the moon. Now that the sun and the moon have disappeared, they have descended to the mortal world. Unfortunately, the one who descended is not Du Shenwei."

"Is there any movement from the Song family?"

"The ancestor of the Song family wants to follow the example of the Du family and withdraw from the matter. He is no longer concerned about the Black Sun. It seems that he has noticed what Your Majesty is going to do."

"He doesn't have that ability."

Emperor Dakang said disdainfully: "If you had this ability, Dakang Dynasty would have been named Song long ago. He knows that I have you by my side, but he doesn't know how big a thing I am going to do."

"I'm betting on the fate of my country, on everything."

"Du Shenwei is very smart. He guessed what I was going to do. But he is also a smart man. A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. He will not let the Du family get involved in this matter."

"On the contrary, the ancestor of the Song family is a little clever, but not enough. He doesn't want to withdraw, but to fish."

"Chen Yi, can you fish?"

The man named Chen Yi thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, I don't know how to fish, and I don't know how to fish."

Emperor Dakang's eyes lit up, and he stood up and said, "I tell you, fishing is one of the greatest pleasures in the world. First of all, you have to learn how to judge whether there are fish in the river, what kind of fish there are, and whether it is easy to fish."

"The clearer the river water, the harder it is to catch fish."

“The deeper the river, the bigger the fish.”

"You have to make a nest, put bait in, and the fishing rod in your hand has to be strong enough. You also have to be patient, so that you can catch big fish."

Speaking of this, Emperor Dakang said as if he was addicted: "But the joy of fishing is all in the game of catching the fish."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yi said thoughtfully, "The ancestor of the Song family thought he had determined that there were fish in the river, so he used the baits of other noble families to fish. But what was his bait?"

Emperor Da Kang said, "Of course it was the Song family. He is clever. He knows that I have someone planted in the Song family, so he deliberately used you to pass the message to me."

"He wants to see if I, the fish, will bite the hook."

Chen Yi said in a deep voice: "The Song family ancestor is too presumptuous."

"Let him be."

Emperor Da Kang laughed and said, "The bait is too little. My fish has a big appetite, so I won't eat it."

Na Chen nodded, then slowly retreated.

But before leaving, he suddenly thought of it.

Although I have never fished before, Your Majesty has lived in the palace all year round and it seems that he has never fished either.

Why do you know so much about fishing?

Could it be that the previous emperor taught him by example, or that he was born with this talent?
Thinking of this, Chen Yi left the Yangxin Palace and walked to a dark corner. After making sure that there was no one around, he knocked on the wall three times.

There was also a voice responding from behind the wall.

Chen Yi, originally surnamed Song.

(End of this chapter)