Chapter 1383: Holy Son of Heaven

Remember in a second [Wanben Station] Mobile phone users enter the address: m.xinwanben.com

.,

Li Chaowen entered the palace again.

The news that Li Chaowen, the real person of Longquan Temple, entered the palace to face the saint, of course, there should be more fanfare.

You see, real people are summoned by the emperor every now and then, what does this mean?

This is the best advertisement.

Even Li Chaowen, who was sitting in the carriage, wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to package and market Longquan Temple, which is what is called striking while the iron is hot.

But this idea was dispelled in an instant.

After all, it is engaged in the spiritual world, so it is not good.

As far as Fengtian Hall, Emperor Hongzhi had already been waiting here.

He looked at Li Chaowen who was slowly entering the palace, saw that he was quite extraordinary, and couldn't help but admire him in his heart.

Li Chaowen made a big salute: "I have met Your Majesty, long live my emperor."

Emperor Hongzhi smiled and raised his hand to him: "The Qing family is flat."

Emperor Hongzhi stared deeply at Li Chaowen, and then deliberately played a riddle: "The Qing family is outsiders, so you know why I ordered Qing to come here."

On the side, several academicians of the Academy of Sciences and Hanlin who were waiting for an edict all smiled.

Your Majesty is going to test Li Zhenren.

In fact, Longquan Temple has developed well in recent years, but both the imperial court and the people have a good impression of Longquan Temple.

People develop based on their ability, and never spread it around. If you believe it, you will believe it. If you don’t believe it, I will not stop you. , Those who don’t believe it, don’t feel disgusted either.

Li Chaowen said: "Your Majesty summoned the poor Taoist, but it was because of a saint."

saint……

Emperor Hongzhi was surprised.

He looked at Li Chaowen, quite moved.

Li Chaowen was really right.

Emperor Hongzhi smiled, took a sip of tea, and asked seriously, "What do the Qing family think about this?"

Li Chaowen saluted again: "Your Majesty, since there are rumors, it must be groundless."

Emperor Hongzhi nodded, narrowed his eyes slightly and continued to listen.

Li Chaowen came slowly: "However, the poor Taoist has been watching the sky at night recently, and feels that Emperor Ziwei's Zongxing star is particularly dazzling recently. It seems that the rumors in the market are indeed true."

Emperor Hongzhi frowned, his face was rather ugly.

He is particularly disgusted with these gossips.

Daming does not need saints, even if there are saints, they are appointed by the court.

And such non-existent rumors are often signs of some ambitious people taking the opportunity to make trouble.

In the past dynasties, after such rumors, chaos often occurred. When the Yellow Turban Army rebelled and Wang Mang usurped the Han, didn't there always be such rumors?

Emperor Hongzhi summoned Li Chaowen, hoping to use Li Chaowen's mouth to quell these rumors. If Longquan Guanren denied these rumors, it would be of great benefit to quell the rumors.

But who would have thought that instead of going to put out the fire, Master Li came with a bundle of firewood instead.

Emperor Hongzhi was displeased, and his face became lighter, and he said calmly: "Oh, the Qing family also thought that there would be a saint coming out, but they don't know where the saint is?"

Li Chaowen shook his head towards Emperor Hongzhi and said, "This is a heavenly secret, how could a poor man be able to penetrate it, but..."

He paused.

Then, he said word by word: "The poor Taoist sees that there is a saintly spirit in this temple. If you think about it, this saint is far away in the sky, but close in front of you."

The academicians and the Hanlin looked at each other in blank dismay.

Is it me?

Is it me?

How could it be him?

He deserves it too?

It can't be me.

But Li Chaowen raised his head, looked at Emperor Hongzhi, and said word by word: "Your Majesty, the saint is you."

Emperor Hongzhi stared at Li Chaowen deeply, his face was very ugly, you dare to say such words, the corner of his mouth moved slightly to reprimand him, but he didn't know what to say when he opened his mouth, he just gave Li Chaowen a blank look.

Li Chaowen repeated it very seriously.

"Your Majesty, you are a saint."

"..."

Emperor Hongzhi suddenly felt disgusted in his heart.

He's starting to regret it now.

Gossip to confuse the public.

I am that saint.

How can I wear this high hat.

This is not only to roast me on the fire, but also to cause the ridicule of the whole world.

Li Chaowen was going to ruin his reputation all his life.

It's not that Emperor Hongzhi didn't read history.

So many emperors in the Song Dynasty were vying to become saints, so they let a group of people who deceived the public carry sedan chairs around, but what happened in the end?

Who became the saint in the end?

On the contrary, it will be laughed at by future generations.

And the most hateful thing about Li Chaowen is that.

Although he was talking nonsense, in the eyes of others, it was clearly a trick played by me and Li Chaowen.

It's as if, I want to gain fame and fame, and I direct and perform it myself.

How will the world view me?

Emperor Hongzhi's face was drawn very long, with a look of disgust between his brows, and he said seriously to Li Chaowen: "I am not a saint, the Qing family should not talk nonsense."

From the mouth of the emperor, he actually uttered two words of nonsense. This is a very serious accusation.

blamed.

Li Chaowen bowed down: "The poor dare not talk nonsense, this is a secret."

"Bold." Emperor Hongzhi turned livid and said angrily to Li Chaowen, "You are too presumptuous."

Li Chaowen panicked.

This is the Son of Heaven.

But he still took a deep breath, and said bravely: "Your Majesty, the poor dare not lie."

Emperor Hongzhi pulled his face longer, stared straight at him, and asked word by word: "Don't dare to lie? Who taught you to say this?"

"There is a destiny in the dark." Li Chaowen said: "Your Majesty, have you heard the old saying that the sage comes out, Huang Heqing?"

Emperor Hongzhi's face was livid, and he said sharply, "That's enough, let me out."

Li Chaowen encountered a setback, but he was not afraid of danger: "Your Majesty doesn't believe what the poor say, and the poor have nothing to say, but... His majesty is indeed the saint mentioned in the rumors, and the sin of the poor must be said boldly. "

The academicians and Hanlin on the side all looked at Emperor Hongzhi in surprise.

Your Majesty is a saint...

They muttered to themselves.

Well, it was this Taoist who climbed the dragon and attached the phoenix, so he said these flattering words.

do you want...

Some people think deeper, perhaps, this is simply what His Majesty did on purpose, instructing him to say such words.

Your Majesty...do you want to be a saint?

Therefore, although many people are silent, they all look meaningful.

Emperor Hongzhi was even more angry.

Taking history as a mirror, how could Emperor Hongzhi tolerate such nonsense from a Taoist.

Originally, Li Chaowen didn't have a bad impression of him, and he had done a great job in begging for rain.

But who knows, in order to curry favor with me, he wanted to put me in an embarrassing situation. Does this mean that I am a foolish king?

It was disgusting, for a moment he felt that Li Chaowen in front of him was really disgusting.

"Come on, take him down!" Emperor Hongzhi said coldly, "If you dare to say such a thing in the future, I will never forgive you!"

…………

Li Chaowen was kicked out in embarrassment.

But in the palace, Emperor Hongzhi's lingering anger persisted.

He rejected academicians and Hanlin.

With his face still ashen, he turned to Xiao Jing beside him and said: "Xiao Banban, it's really abominable for this person to confuse people with his gossip, I really don't want to let him go."

Xiao Jing nodded, and followed Emperor Hongzhi's wishes: "Your Majesty, calm down, this is just a Taoist lie, don't take it to heart."

Emperor Hongzhi snorted coldly, and said coldly to Xiao Jing.

"How do you know this? In the past dynasties, how many great emperors have become the laughing stock of the world and future generations because of these high hats. This is a lesson from the past. I will never repeat it."

As he said that, he suddenly remembered something: "This Li Chaowen is Jifan's junior?"

"It's my nephew."

Emperor Hongzhi looked surprised, and then pulled his face up again: "No wonder his tone of voice is exactly like that of Ji Fan."

Xiao Jing: "..."

…………

The news... still spread like wildfire.

Originally, these gossips became more and more intense, and they made a big fuss.

But all of a sudden, Li Zhenren's words caused waves again.

Your Majesty is that saint?

Good people, relish talking.

All of a sudden, there was a lot of trouble.

People are not stupid.

If it's the first time something like a saint has happened, it's fine.

But who would have thought that such things as the sanctification of the Son of Heaven have happened so many things in history, and every time they are serious. So... everyone's first reaction is, oh, the emperor is going to be a saint.

The key to the problem lies in this sentence.

The reaction of the people in Beijing is not that the saint is the emperor, but that the emperor wants to be a saint.

The former is passive, which is God's will, and the latter is active, which is intentionally done by His Majesty.

Suddenly, Li Chaowen also attracted the laughter of many people.

This real Li was obviously flattering, His Majesty kicked him out.

But someone thought about it carefully, but couldn't help thinking, maybe, His Majesty kicked him out just for a show, and this matter, nine out of ten, was ordered by His Majesty.

As a result, the public opinion has intensified, and there is a tendency to spread.

Not long after, some local officials saw this and actually played a play, claiming to have found auspiciousness, and a deer actually uttered human language, saying that the Holy Son of Heaven came out. Fan Fan Fan Fan, the song stopped all night.

Emperor Hongzhi looked at the memorial, his nose was crooked, and he said angrily to the ministers: "This magistrate deserves to die, someone... deposes him from his official position."

Liu Jian and the others stood aside obediently, but looked at Emperor Hongzhi suspiciously.

What kind of show is this His Majesty playing?

Emperor Hongzhi said: "Liu Qing's family, immediately draw up an order to depose him!"

Liu Jian came back to his senses and coughed: "Your Majesty, if you dismiss him just because of this, is there something wrong?"

Emperor Hongzhi sneered: "Heh...he is deliberately trying to do what he likes, but he wants to make the emperor unrighteous. What is good at the top will be effective at the bottom. If I don't depose him, such a thing will only happen. It will be repeated.”

Liu Jian looked at Emperor Hongzhi meaningfully. He couldn't hold back any longer. He had always understood His Majesty. Instead of playing riddles, it's better to be more open and honest:

"Your Majesty, the old minister dares to ask, who is Li Chaowen instigated by?"

As he spoke, Liu Jian blinked and looked at Emperor Hongzhi.

Support (end this god station) to share this station with those friends who need it! If you can't find the book, please leave a message!