Chapter 669: Do You Think History Is Just a Few Words?

With the instruction of His Highness the Crown Prince, someone soon led Taoist Zhen Ye towards Shige.

Lord Zaifu looked at the leaving figure of Taoist Zhen Ye over there, and was a little worried. He lowered his voice and asked, "Your Highness Prince Ning, what exactly does this person want?"

After hearing this, Prince Ning started coughing uncontrollably and his whole body trembled uncontrollably before he could reply.

After half a quarter of an hour, King Ning took a deep breath, looked at Master Zaifu, and said softly, "Master Zaifu has read books for so many years, and he always knows that if you want to overthrow a dynasty, apart from immediate destruction, you have to do it subtly... "

The stories in the history books are the past of a dynasty. If future generations want to understand this period of history, they have to look at the history books and look at the things that really happened. Those things may inspire some people. If there are not those stories, the consequences will be What is...

Mr. Zaifu is not a stupid person. He was just too tired today, so he couldn't react for a while. After listening to King Ning's words, he quickly reacted, but then he said, "I and Tai Shiling are friends. I know his My temper, I'm just afraid..."

Prince Ning looked at Lord Zaifu with complicated eyes and said seriously, "I want to cause trouble, Lord Zaifu, please help me?"

Master Zaifu looked at Prince Ning in front of him with some doubts in his eyes.

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A chamberlain had already led Taoist Zhenye to Shige, and then said with some fear, "This is Shige, the real person. The historical records of Daliang and previous dynasties are stored here. No outsiders are allowed to enter on weekdays. Only Taishi Ling is qualified." Enter it, and now he is in it.”

Taoist Zhenye didn't say anything, he just walked in.

When you walk into the History Pavilion, you will be greeted by a row of bookshelves, on which are stacked densely packed historical records from many periods.

Taoist Zhenye walked here, and after a long time he came to the window.

Taishi Ling was burying his head in writing what happened today. Today's story was a bit shameful for the Emperor of Liang Dynasty, but as a historian, he could only write based on the facts.

Only halfway through writing, even he tried to be emotionless, but at this moment he felt a little angry and couldn't write.

As soon as he put down the pen, he saw Taoist Zhenye who had been standing beside him since he didn't know when.

"Who are you, get out quickly!"

Tai Shiling frowned, looked at the unknown Taoist priest in front of him mercilessly and said, "This is not a place for you to come!"

Taoist Zhen Ye was indifferent. He just looked at Tai Shi Ling and said calmly, "Find out the records about the Wei family that night. I want to read them."

Taishi Ling looked at the Taoist in front of him and quickly guessed his identity. Taishi Ling had no expression on his face and said coldly, "You can't look."

Taoist Zhenye asked, "Why?

What? "

"This is the history of our Daliang. You can read it if you want. Even Your Majesty can't check it casually!"

Taishi Ling stared at the Taoist priest in front of him. Even though he knew that the other party was a powerful figure from outside the country, he was not afraid at all.

Taoist Zhenye smiled and said, "He is dead, so of course he can't see it, but I'm still alive, so why can't I see it?"

Tai Shiling frowned, and just as he was about to speak, he flew back uncontrollably, knocking down several rows of bookshelves, and lay on the ground, unable to stand up at all.

He swallowed a mouthful of blood without spitting it out, not wanting to stain the annals of history.

Then, with a thought from Taoist Zhenye, the history books in the entire history pavilion flew up from the bookshelf, and then unfolded, with crackling sounds everywhere.

Countless historical books were hovering in front of the two of them. Taoist Zhenye took a few glances and quickly selected a few of them.

One volume records the history of the Wei family that night.

One volume is the history of the Emperor Liang's continuous battles with the master of Chixin Guan and the master of Jianzong on that day.

The last volume is the historical record that was revised by Tai Shi Ling before, which records the night when the Emperor of Liang entered the divine capital.

Afterwards, as Taoist Zhenye's thoughts moved again, the rest of the historical books fell to the ground, but only these three volumes were still hovering in the air.

Taoist Zhenye looked at Taishi Ling, who had been unable to get up, and said calmly, "Since you are Taishi Ling and can write history, you can change it. You have changed these three places."

Tai Shiling lay on the ground, supporting the ground with his hands, looking at Taoist Zhen Ye in front of him, his eyes firm, "It can't be changed."

Taoist Zhenye looked at Taishi Ling in front of him and asked, "Can't you change it?"

Taishi Ling remained silent.

Taoist Zhenye didn't say anything, but with a thought in his mind, one of Tai Shiling's left arms suddenly shattered, with broken bones and blood scattered around.

Tai Shiling gritted his teeth to hold back from shouting, but his eyes were filled with pity.

As Taishi Ling, he had been dealing with the annals of history all his life. Seeing the annals of history being tarnished like this, no one could understand the pain in his heart.

Taoist Zhenye said calmly, "But you can't change some things on it?"

"Historians write it according to the facts without changing a single word!"

Tai Shiling smiled miserably. Even when Emperor Liang came to him, he never changed the history books, let alone now.

Taoist Zhenye looked at the Taishi Ling in front of him without any emotion, and said calmly, "It seems that Daliang will change to another historian from now on."

Taishi Ling smiled and looked at

The former Taoist Zhenye said, "You can't change history."

Taoist Zhenye said, "I don't believe it. Everyone is not afraid of death like you."

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Taishi Ling died.

This historian of the Liang Dynasty died in the Shige.

Someone came to the palace quickly, and then quickly left.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince hurried to the outside of the Shi Pavilion, but could not get in.

The door of the Shi Pavilion was closed, and only the Taoist Zhenye was inside.

The eunuch said carefully, "The Taoist inside said that he only saw the next Grand Historian."

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had suppressed his anger for a long time, and at this moment he could no longer hold back, and angrily said, "It's not enough for him to kill one Grand Historian, he has to kill several more?!"

All the tolerance before was for the overall situation, for the current Daliang, but he now realized that the Taoist Zhenye in front of him had no intention of stopping at all.

The Prime Minister looked at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and finally said, "Please calm down, Your Royal Highness."

"Calm down? How can I calm down? Do you know what he is going to do? Is he going to change the history of my Daliang Dynasty? Is he going to write my father as an unforgivable tyrant? Is he going to write Daliang as an evil dynasty that got the country illegitimately? Prime Minister, do you know what kind of reputation I will leave in the history books after he does these things? Will I have the face to see my father and ancestors a hundred years later?!"

The Crown Prince's eyes were red. Although he was just a teenager, he knew exactly how much impact this matter had!

He had already retreated many steps, but the Taoist Zhen Ye in front of him wanted to push him into the abyss!

The Prime Minister looked at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, "Then what do you want to do? Are you going to tear your face off with Fang Wai right away?"

"Your Highness, the two sons of the Grand Historian have arrived in front of the palace and are determined to enter the palace."

Suddenly, the voice of the eunuch rang.

His Royal Highness looked at the eunuch with a distracted look.

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The historians of the Daliang Dynasty never used imperial decrees, and the sons succeeded their fathers after their death.

The eldest son of the Grand Historian bowed to His Royal Highness and said calmly, "Your Highness, my father has passed away, and I will be the Grand Historian from now on. Since he is looking for me, I will go to see him."

His Royal Highness could not say anything.

He walked in.

The eldest son of the Grand Historian, with a green face, walked into the History Pavilion and saw the body of the Grand Historian. He first bent down to tidy up his father, and then kowtowed respectfully.

Then he stood up, looked at the three volumes of history books hanging in the air, and asked, "How do you want to change it?"

Taoist Zhenye smiled and said, "I thought everyone was not afraid of death."

The eldest son of the Grand Historian did not speak, but just looked at him quietly.

Taoist Zhenye said, "Let's change this book first. Write about the rebellion of the Emperor of Daliang. In order to sit on the throne, he killed people wantonly. He lost the support of the people. People all over the world dared to be angry but dared not speak."

The eldest son of the Grand Historian did not speak, but took the history book and started writing. Soon he stopped writing and stood up.

Taoist Zhenye took a look and found that what he wrote was not what happened that year, but what happened today, so he asked, "Are you not afraid of death?"

The eldest son of the Grand Historian said calmly, "I am afraid that you will not die."

Taoist Zhenye laughed soon after hearing this.

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Soon, the second son of the Grand Historian walked in. He was just a teenager, younger than His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince looked at his back and shouted to a certain eunuch, "Where is Li Heng!"

The eunuch paused and shook his head.

Since the Emperor of Daliang left the capital, they rarely saw the eunuch Li in the palace.

The Prime Minister whispered, "Your Highness..."

"Song Lian, the commander of the Right Guard!"

The Crown Prince grabbed the eunuch's collar and roared, "Tell him to come as quickly as possible, and bring the left and right guards!"

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The Taoist Zhenye looked at the young man in front of him and was also a little moved.

The young man also looked at him, but he was very calm.

"My father and brother died at your hands. Now I am the Grand Historian, but I can't change what you want to change."

The young man was very calm.

The Taoist Zhenye asked, "Are you not afraid of death?"

The young man looked at him and said, "Of course I am afraid, but aren't there many things in this world that are more terrible than death?"

The Taoist Zhenye sighed, "If I hadn't seen you here, I really wanted to pass on my mantle to you."

The young man said, "Then I will definitely kill you at that time."

The Taoist Zhenye didn't say anything, but just reached out to touch the young man's head.

But his hand was only half raised, and a voice sounded outside the door.

"Enough."

A tired voice sounded, which was enough to show that the owner of the voice was also very tired.

Taoist Zhenye hesitated for a moment and wanted to reach out.

At this moment, some footsteps were heard and a young man in black came in with a knife hanging.

There was no emotion on his face, and only when he saw the corpse did a flash of anger appear.

The young man in black looked at Taoist Zhenye in front of him and said, "I've said enough."