The previous generation Human Emperor Li Hui died in front of all the people together with the head of the Wang family.
Wang was provoked to take action before he fell. He fell from [Star Picking Tower], his body was mortal, and he had no air to protect his body, so he died on the spot.
This scene was seen by countless people.
This Aristocratic Clan had been planned for a long time, and the fanatical procession of a desperate comeback suddenly turned into silence.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty is dead!"
"The Emperor was killed by the Aristocratic Clan!!"
"Escort, escort!"
Accompanied by waves of panicked shouts, this wave-like emotion quickly spread, and then swept through the entire Capital City. Aristocratic Clan's plans and arrangements were directly overthrown in front of the death of Human Emperor. When Li Zhai rushed over, he could only see his bloody brother.
Li Hui hopes that the facts that the people will see will be laid out in this way--
Aristocratic Clan kills the emperor!
What a big crime!
Countless people have seen it with their own eyes!
This is the simplest conspiracy, but it requires Human Emperor to sacrifice his life.
But it is also the most harsh conspiracy.
In the next few days, the news swept in all directions like a storm, almost spreading throughout the entire the Human World with unprecedented speed. Just like what many Aristocratic Clans talked about before when they slandered Li Zhai, people don't care about the truth, they only care about surprising news that they have never seen or heard before and can grab people's attention.
It's just that one is true and one is false.
With his death, Li Hui gave the final fatal blow to the Aristocratic Clan, which was so intricate that not even King Wei Wu's blade could cut it all off.
Prior to this, the eight great Aristocratic Clans that had lasted for tens of thousands of years were intertwined in this Mortal World. Facing the ruthless uprooting of Li Zhai, they also instinctively fought back. Three months and nearly a hundred days of mutual impact, it is difficult to completely erase them.
Confusing the people and setting off layers of rumors are extremely detrimental to Li Zhai.
There are many overlords in history who were invincible on the battlefield, but they fell to Renyan and Aristocratic Clan; they did not die on the battlefield, but died in the court, in the trap woven by Xun Gui and Aristocratic Clan.
And Li Hui, after punishing himself, used his own death to reverse the entire situation.
The sword struck by Zhu Aristocratic Clan finally struck their own necks and vital points.
The record in the history books is that when the aristocratic families were about to lose their original power, status and wealth, they lost their minds. During the fighting and pushing, they pushed Li Hui down from the Star-Zhaing Tower. The head of the Wang family fell to his death together with him. Later generations studied the historical data and doubted this.
If the Wang family wanted to kill him, there was no need to get involved with him.
Someone looked through the records of unofficial history and found that Li Hui was in charge of Shenwu public opinion and espionage organizations when he was young. He always maintained a gentle and jade-like appearance, but his methods were cold and cold. He is cruel and extremely skillful. He quickly gained power when Emperor You Li was deposed, but he was defeated only when faced with the upright military power of King Wei Wu.
After his death, all Aristocratic Clan involved in planning this matter were exonerated by the furious King Wei Wu on the unpardonable charges of "committing rebellion" and "treason and murdering the emperor", and no one could intercede for them.
In this era, if the name is not correct, the words will not be smooth, and if the words are not smooth, then things will not be accomplished.
The death of Li Hui handed the last sword to Li Zhai, allowing his younger brother to complete his unparalleled achievements.
This is a complex character. He has both conscience and compassion. He has great sympathy for the Black Armored Army who fought in Jinzhou. When he was a prince, he helped his brothers resist their father. However, he also had his own ambitions and did not hesitate to abandon his father. He even joined forces with Buddhist in order to resist the Daoist threat that destroyed his father.
But when he finally faced the point of [splitting the country], he completely regained his composure.
With his own death, he brought the myth of the Aristocratic Clan down from the pedestal, and he was killing Aristocratic Clan for the sake of the world for thousands of years!
These Aristocratic Clan are as if they are clinging to the giant tree in the human world, greedily feeding themselves with the power of the human world. They clearly grow by devouring the flesh and blood of the human world, but they think they are holding the world up. They clearly rely on countless people in the human world to be able to move forward, but they feel that they have climbed to this height by themselves.
These Aristocratic Clan were given [legitimacy] by Li Hui to Li Zhai in front of all the people, with a decisive attitude that must be stained with innocent blood, cut off from thousands of years of history, without the support of the flesh and blood of the people in the world, the so-called Aristocratic Clan will only fall from the heights into the dust, without the original aloofness.
Without these vines, the Human World, a big tree, can extend its branches and leaves, feel the sunshine and rain, and grow better.
One month after Li Hui died, the way Li Zhai wielded the knife became more and more familiar and eerie.
King Wei Wu him.
His mother died young, his father fainted, his brother committed suicide, and he had no wife or children.
In this world, he seems to be alone, just like a sharp knife without its scabbard, so this knife becomes more and more sharp and unscrupulous.
"How can there be such a single husband in the world?!"
"How can there be such an overlord in this world?!"
Su Shengyuan Looking at Li Zhai's figure, even he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. His wife's family is big Aristocratic Clan. She wants to beg for mercy, Li Zhai Uh. Wearing a white cloth on his head and holding a sword, he walked in. He stared at this gentleman who was known for his integrity. His first words were. "Does even a famous person like Mr. Su, who is famous all over the world, want to plead for the Aristocratic Clan?"
Su Shengyuan couldn't help but look slightly stunned.
Li Zhai The second sentence made him feel a slight chill, and said, "Aristocratic Clan's momentum has reached this point."
"That's why it needs to be erased."
Su Shengyuan sighed and persuaded, "But there are many Aristocratic Clans who are kind."
Li Zhai stared at Su Shengyuan with calm eyes. "Are all the common people evil?"
"Or are you saying that if I quit Aristocratic Clan, collect the fields, and let Aristocratic Clan people return to the common people, Master Su thinks it is punishment and insult?"
"Do you think that Aristocratic Clan people are aloof and should step on the heads of the common people?"
Seventh Prince and King Wei Wu, who are considered to be rough warriors, made Su Shengyuan speechless with just these few words.
Li Zhai's tone was calm and he stretched out his hand and said:
"It seems that even a celebrity like Master Su is burdened by his stance."
"Please go back."
Li Zhai knew that not all of the Aristocratic Clan disciples he had beheaded and deposed were heinous; some of them were evil-doers, but there were also innocent ones, but Li Zhai could see clearly that what he was beheading with this sword was not an independent individual, but [Aristocratic Clan].
It is for this future generation to kill Aristocratic Clan.
Even if you have to bear all the evil and dirt on your back, you won't hesitate!
While Aristocratic Clan was being killed one after another, Li Hui was buried by King Wei Wu with the etiquette of a king.
On the day Li Hui was buried, Qi WuHuo did not go there. He just stood on a mountain in the world, watching from a distance as people bid farewell to this short-lived 'Human Emperor'. The sky was overcast, with light rain falling continuously. Qi WuHuo's sleeves and robes were fluttering. He stood on the green mountain and looked at the team going away.
But I don't know why I remembered the first time I met Li Hui.
At that time, I was still in Zhongzhou.
Li Hui was still a simple-dressed, gentle man with a jade pendant; Li Zhai was just laughing and honest, a rough and arrogant young man who looked like Martial General. At that time, he was in the Ming Zhen Dao Alliance, they paid some money and treasures to invite him to preach. Li Hui had the idea of recruiting, but Li Zhai just wanted to pull him out and have a discussion with him.
But now, one of them has killed Aristocratic Clan with his body, and is almost a bloody mess; the other has been tempered like fine steel in this turbulent and changing era. This is the nature of a hero, and no external torture can destroy them. They will only gradually harden under the impact and forging again and again.
Time is so ruthless.
Let people who once laughed together part ways and become enemies again.
Only when I see people I really know, who first become friends, then become enemies, and finally die, can I truly feel the ruthlessness of the years and the passage of time.
The Daoist held a glass of wine, looked at the team over there, drank half of the glass, raised his hand, and spilled the glass of wine on the ground.
You have gone.
I want to live.
The Daoist turned around and walked around, the flags of the team dancing wildly in the wind.
There seem to be Paper money flying in the sky.
The sky is blue, the earth is long and quiet, the Daoist robes are rolled up, and they are walking far away from the world of mortals, gradually getting further and further away.
<Emperor's Chronicle>--Li Hui, who studied literature at a young age but had strategies and benevolent in his administration. You Li deposed and ascended the throne. He was diligent in government and loved the people, and promoted grammar. Light Labor and Low Taxes swept away the trend of the late You Li. There were signs of resurgence. However, he was obsessed with Buddhism and promoted Buddhism, causing chaos in the world.
King Wei Wu was placed under house arrest in the capital. Later Aristocratic Clan put on yellow robes and wanted to rise up to split the land and divide the territory. The emperor was angry and scolded him, saying "Edict of sin". The king of the Wang family pushed the emperor and fell down from the building.
King Wei Wu was sad and angry, so he killed Aristocratic Clan for more than seventy years. Since then, Aristocratic Clan has declined and will never be the same again.
Enter the emperor's temple and respect the princes.
Treating people with kindness and courtesy is called Wen. Being kind and polite is called Wen.
If it is short-lived and fails, it is called mourning. If there is knowledge and it is premature, it is called mourning.
Posthumous title: Wen Shang!
After Li Hui died, Li Zhai used harsh methods to examine all Aristocratic Clan, and finally confirmed that whether it was those Aristocratic Clan who went to bewitch Li Weifeng, or Aristocratic Clan, who went to Star Picking Tower, had vague shadows of Buddhism behind him. Later, he spent time investigating, only to find that while he was focusing his attention on dealing with the Aristocratic Clan, Buddhism was also continuing to preach in various places.
These nine states are as vast as mountains, and the Buddhist monks are like ants. How can they be eradicated?
It's impossible to kill them all completely.
He looked at these monks who had been bound up and preached the Dharma from various places. These monk had wounds on their faces and closed their eyes without speaking.
It instigates people to leave their families and relatives and devote themselves to temples, becoming people who have no home, no room, no father and no mother.
Li Zhai looked at these monks and wanted to chop them to death with the sword in his palm, but he also knew very well that killing at this time had no meaning or effect at all. Just when he was feeling annoyed, someone reported that a guest was coming.
Li Zhai calmed down his emotions and asked the soldiers to invite the visitor in. He saw the man walking in with a fly whisk on his arm and a calm expression.
Li Zhai's face relaxed. After exchanging pleasantries, he asked, "Why is Daoist Master here today?"
Qi WuHuo swept over the monks who were tied up with ropes like gourds rolling on the ground, and said:
"For Buddhism."
Li Zhai sighed and said, "The Daoist priest has retired to the city. I haven't seen you for several months."
"I came here today because of this matter."
He casually threw the file on the table next to him.
He stood up, bowed his hands and said, "Sir, please teach me."
He no longer addressed him as Daoist Master, but as Sir. Qi WuHuo looked at the records in the file, and the battle over fate between Buddhism and Daoism and the human world during this period seemed to reappear before his eyes -
At the beginning, Li Zhai transferred his troops from the border pass and turned back to the border pass in one go. Along the way, he uprooted many temples and knocked down the statues of Buddhist temples; then Qi WuHuo defeated the Buddha of Capital City.
But he never used any cruel methods to kill these Bodhisattvas.
However, Lantuo Temple was discovered later. At this time, Qi WuHuo finally began to kill him. Now, Lantuo Temple has disappeared, and the Buddhas have not entered, but they have sent countless monks from various places into the human world. They do not build temples and have no high cultivation. They just continue to spread the Dharma, which is like cannibalizing Human Dao Destiny.
The tied up Dharma monk said calmly, "Amitabha Buddha, you two don't have to do more useless work."
"My Buddha's Dharma is boundless, vast and vast, and it can save all suffering. In this world, it is time for my Buddhism to flourish. This is also an opportunity in the human world. Even if you kill us, you will not be able to cut off the boundless Dharma."
"It is better to lead the people of this country, shave their heads, change clothes, and follow my Buddha. This is the right thing to do!"
The monks who were captured and brought back looked calm and fearless.
"Shut up!!!"
Li Zhai swept the sword with its sheath in his palm and hit monk's face directly, leaving a dazzling mark. His teeth fell out and were stained with blood, but monk didn't care and just smiled gently.
And Qi WuHuo swept the dust, and Buddhism advanced step by step, as if the threads of cause and effect were constantly tightening, and the conflict between the two sides would only become more and more acute. Qi WuHuo could almost see the Buddha light eroding the Human World from all directions, and felt the ebb and flow of luck.
The Daoist's eyes were calm.
One step back, two steps back.
Don't blame me for being like this.
Li Zhai asked in a deep voice, "What method does the Daoist master have?"
These Buddhist monks who were captured were all cultivated in the Buddhist kingdoms of Western Heaven.
Buddha Lineages are extremely fanatical and devout towards the Buddhism they practice. Even when facing King Wei Wu Li Zhai and Qi WuHuo, they are not afraid at all. They firmly believe that Buddhism will surely gain glory and victory. What they see in front of them is just necessary suffering. Even if they die here, it is just a bright and righteous sacrifice.
At this moment, he just lowered his eyes and recited Buddhist scriptures, with a pious look on his face, not paying any attention to the Dharma taught by the Daoist.
They heard the Daoist's answer:
"When Buddhism entered the world, the Dharma lineage eroded the fate of the people. Although it cannot be destroyed now, it can be corrected through integration."
When the monks heard this, a slight smile appeared on their lips.
My Buddha's Dharma is boundless, and you should be afraid of me, as you should be.
However, what does harmony and correction mean?
They were curious in their hearts, and soon they heard the man speak slowly:
"Change the Buddhist temple into a palace, Sakyamuni into a deity, Bodhisattva into a great scholar, Arhat into a venerable, monk into Virtuous Scholar, all with their hair crowned and carrying slips..."
Huh?!!
The monks Human Heart were stunned for a moment, and immediately realized the weight of this sentence. As if they were greatly frightened and frightened, they suddenly opened their eyes and wanted to subconsciously scold him, but when they raised their eyes and saw an incredible scene, their expressions suddenly changed.
Boom!!!
They seemed to see the world falling into darkness, seeing all dharmas sinking, and seeing the Buddhas Buddha light, but they also seemed to see a huge and majestic figure behind this Daoist, with a cold and indifferent expression, holding a sword and slashing at the fate of the Buddhas Buddha light!
The Buddhas usurped the luck of the human world, but they also forgot that they also had prosperous luck.
Your own luck can also be swallowed up.
This is turning Buddha into Tao, and it is swallowing luck!
What a ruthless Daoist! What vicious methods!
The Daoist's eyes swept over the frightened monks, and every word he spoke seemed to be accompanied by immeasurable luck, falling into this calamity of heaven and earth, setting off a violent wave, reversing the situation, causing countless ripples to spread in all directions, lasting for the next generation. However, at this moment, the wind was calm and the sun was shining, and one person said in a calm voice:
"Change Buddha to Great Awakened Golden Immortal."
"Change your clothes and change your surname."
"Merge into Daomen."