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10. Huayang is shocked by thousands of people

The talk of inviting a public sacrifice soon spread, and Huayang Academy, which had been sitting on a high platform, was shocked. The capital they have been able to grow and prosper for hundreds of years comes from the enshrined Emperor Shenzongxian. If this is removed, it will be

It becomes a fallen phoenix.

Pheasants are even more colorful than you!

But after all, this is a century-old academy. Ninety-nine percent of it is scholars and scholars who are waiting to die, but the remaining few are still half-hearted and can use their brains. What's more, it is a matter of life and death right now.

Now, it's not like a bunch of cobblers get together and come up with a clever plan no matter what.

After a lot of debate, one brother finally came up with an idea. Since Hong Jinglai used the world's righteousness to suppress Huayang Academy, didn't he say that Emperor Shenzong Xian was worthy of all the good things in the world? If he said it, everyone in the world would know that Hong Jinglai wanted to respect him.

It will never be easy to regard Emperor Shenzongxian as your father.

No problem! Very well said!

My father-in-law, Emperor Shenzongxian, has been dead for two hundred years, and it has been a hundred years since the god was enshrined in Wandong Temple. Since you, Hong Jinglai, want to respect Emperor Shenzongxian, how can you disturb his purity for hundreds of years!

It should be noted that the tablet of the Lord God is of the same level as the coffins and mausoleums of the ancestors. Emperor Shenzong Xian has been dead for two hundred years and has fallen into a peaceful sleep. Do you, Hong Jinglai, want to commit an evil act that is outraged by both humans and gods and disturbs the purity of his old man?

If you do it, then you are a beast worse than a pig or a dog!

The whole hall was overjoyed. This was true. It had been a hundred years since the Wandong Temple was established. The tablets of Emperor Shenzongxian and Emperor Sizonglie were written by Quan Shangxia, who had already kicked his legs. They had never been touched in the past hundred years. Even except for the exception of

During the sacrifice, even the door was tightly closed for fear of being disturbed.

In a solid feudal patriarchal society like Arimyeong Korea, there is no difference between disturbing the purity of the God Lord and directly digging up the tomb of Emperor Shenzong Xian. The two are the same concept. If no big chaos happens, the God Lord's tablet is

It shouldn't be moved even for a thousand or ten thousand years.

And for you, Hong Jing, the scene of our sacrifices is not grand enough or solemn enough. No problem, just one sentence, the two classes of landowners who have taken shelter under the name of Huayang Academy, from now on, whenever they perform sacrifices, they will sacrifice the whole family, young and old, and the property under their own names.

All the slaves and villagers brought them to worship, and it was guaranteed that more than 100,000 people would return.

If that's still not enough, then from now on we will mobilize all the Confucian students in the academy, individually, to ensure that hundreds of thousands of people will kowtow to His Majesty, Emperor Shenzong Xian!

The scene should be as big as it needs to be, and the ceremony should be as grand and grand as possible!

Anyway, I promise that it will not be smaller than the scene of worshiping your father at the newspaper altar. The huge income from the tax-free land of 100,000 knots is completely enough to pay for this expense.

As soon as this proposal came out, all the eight Taoist scholars in the world agreed. That's right, the death of Emperor Shenzong Xian is pure. How can you, a small Hong Jinglai, disturb it. If you move his tablet of the God Lord, you are killing my father. You can

Put an equal sign.

The local two squads, which had already died down and were unable to help Hong Jinglai clear the academy, regained their fighting spirit and began to gather on a large scale under the "Huayang people" with Huayang Academy as the center, forming a group that relied on the righteousness of the king and father to oppose Hong Jinglai's Qing Dynasty.

Nuclear academy, as well as the local two-class real estate group.

Hong Jinglai did not expect that they would use this reason to oppose the relocation of the god master. Maybe in the mind of Hong Jinglai, a person who came from later generations, he never thought that such a painted wooden sign was so important. But in this day and age, such a small

The small wooden sign is the spiritual sustenance that maintains the ethical code of the entire society.

What a carelessness!

"Supervisors, supervisors, things are going badly, things are going bad!" While discussing countermeasures with a group of political officials in the government office, a civil servant outside the door ran in in a panic.

"How can you be so impetuous!" Zhao Wanyong scolded at the side.

"The lower official knows his mistake, the lower official knows his mistake, but outside..."

"What's going on outside?" Hong Jinglai also turned around.

"Tens of thousands of scholars gathered outside the palace, presenting the "Huayang Ten Thousand Thousands of People" to the Lord, asking the Lord to punish you severely!"

"What!"

Everyone was in disbelief. There were only a hundred or ten people kneeling at the gate of the palace before, and they had all stopped long ago. How could tens of thousands of people gather again in such a short period of time, and why did Lao Shizi's "Huayang Ten Thousand People" come out?

", isn't this a joke?

"Your Majesty has been alarmed, and now the people of Hanyang have gathered one after another to denounce Lord Fuyuan for violating your father and committing heinous crimes..." The officer's voice became softer as he spoke, and it was obvious that what he said later was difficult to hear.

"What a thief! Come here with my flail! Let's see if I don't kill them one by one..." Li Jichu was the first to jump out if he dared to scold our good brother Hong Jinglai like this. He just had to rush out on horseback with armor on. They came in and out seven at a time.

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"Be calm and don't be impatient, be at ease and don't be impatient..." Li Zaichao on the side looked at his brother who was shouting and fighting, and hurriedly stopped him.

Hong Jinglai also wanted to send all these people to heaven, but if he really shot at more than 10,000 Confucian scholars and common people, a gentleman would do something wrong...

An officer was sent to ask what these Confucian scholars meant, and Hong Jinglai and others quietly climbed up the tower, preparing to see what the scene was like. If tens of thousands of Confucian scholars came, then the situation would be terrible for a while.

I just can't control it.

Finally, I climbed up to the tower and took a look behind the window. Outside the palace, it was really a huge sea of ​​people, boundless. Let alone 10,000 people. Even if you and Hong Jing said there were 20,000 or 30,000 people, Hong Jing would have believed it.

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"I'm afraid there are 20,000 to 30,000 people..." Li Zaichao on the side nodded hastily and said a quite huge number.

"It's about the same..." Hong Congjue also pointed out this number.

After all, the matter of Shenzong becoming emperor was too big. His status in North Korea was that of a king and father. Anything related to this would become a big deal.

Who would have thought that he has not really touched Huayang Academy, and has not even checked the lower house under his name, but only proposed a public proposal to move the divine master, and actually caused such a scene.

"The man standing in front looks so familiar..." Jin Shilong, who was standing guard at the side, suddenly said.

Is it strange that they look familiar? Jin Shilong works as a concierge for Hong Jing. I don’t know how many of the two groups of boys who came to visit from Hanyang have met. It’s not strange to meet one or two people I’ve met before.

"ah!"

Looking in the direction of his finger, it was just a glance. Before everyone could see which one it was, Zhao Wanyong suddenly shouted.
Chapter completed!
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