Chapter 1387

After Tang Yin consulted the minister about moving the capital, he did not mention it again. After a long time, the matter ended and no one talked about it.

More than a month later, Tang Yin suddenly thought of something and called them back when they were about to leave the court after discussing the government affairs. He said, "the king had a strange dream last night. In the dream, I stood at the gate of the court hall. There, yes, there it is!" When speaking, Tang Yin also pointed to the gate.

They looked back subconsciously, and then they all looked at Tang Yin. They didn't understand why the king suddenly talked about dreams in the court.

Tang Yin walked around the table and stepped down from the throne. Standing in the center of the hall, he looked around at the officials around him and said, "it was very strange at that time. I was standing at the door of the hall. Suddenly, I found the purple light rising in the south. It was very beautiful. In the past, it would make people feel comfortable and peaceful. All of you are capable ministers. Who can interpret dreams and help I want to analyze this dream. "

People look at each other and interpret their dreams? Where can I interpret my dream? If someone else has a dream, I can analyze it casually. But the dream is made by the king. If I say something wrong, I can't bear it.

Many people turn their eyes to Liang Feiyun, the national master, and Zhang Xun, the chief uncle. The interpretation of dreams depends on Dazong Bo, who was also a big uncle before.

Zhang Xun frowned and murmured: "Purple gas rises in the south, which means that happy things must happen in the south. The king is the monarch. The king dreams of purple light in the south, which explains"

"what does it mean? Mr. Zhang, tell me quickly Tang Yin asked impatiently.

Zhang Xun bowed and said, "that is to say, my strong national fortune is in the south."

"Ah?" Hearing this, all the people present were surprised that the national fortune was in the south? That is to say, Fengguo should move southward? If it was not for the high status and sacred status of Da Zong Bo, I am afraid all the ministers present would have been unable to help but reprimand them.

With a leisurely smile, Liang Feiyun said, "what the chief uncle said is reasonable. According to the king's dream interpretation, we can really make such an inference. In fact, we can understand that China has been expanding to the south, and the national fortune will naturally be in the south. "

"What the national master meant was that our country would move to the South and move its capital to the south?" Zhang Xin, the historian of millet cultivation, frowned and asked in a deep voice.

"If the National Games are in the south, the capital should naturally move to the south." Liang Feiyun said on the matter.

"Nonsense Zhang Zhe stood up to express his opposition. It is rare that he and Zhang Xin finally stand on the same side. He said solemnly, "since the founding of Dafeng for thousands of years, Yancheng has always been the place of national fortune. How can we say that it will change as it changes?" Speaking of this, he sneered again and said: "a while ago, someone proposed to the king that the capital should be moved to the south. This is not what the national master proposed, right? The national master was a virtuous man. Now he has bewitched the king and ruined his national fortune. But can he avenge the dead state of Zhen? "

Zhang Zhe is such a person, speaking with no affection, saying what he wants, regardless of who the other party is. That is to say, Liang Feiyun's cultivation is deep enough. If someone else had heard this, he would have turned his face.

Even Tang Yin felt that Zhang Zhe was too much. His face sank and he said, "as a royal historian, Zhang should judge things objectively. How can he put a hat on others based on his own conjecture?"

Zhang Zhe quickly bowed down to salute, and said, "it was really the micro minister who made a mistake just now, but he is also eager to protect the country. I hope the king will understand."

As for Zhang Zhe, what can Tang Yin say about him? This lengtouqing is so excited that he even dares to contradict him. What's more, Liang Feiyun, who is not from Fengren's family background?

He waved his hand and said calmly, "I just have this dream occasionally. I don't understand it in my heart, so I just ask you casually. You don't have to be too serious."

"The king is wise!" Zhang Yingang, he shouts.

Tang Yin was happy. Zhang Zhe gave him a good laugh. He nodded. He didn't say anything more. He waved his sleeve and said, "back to the court!"

"I'm waiting for you to leave!" All the ministers withdrew from the hall. When Liang Feiyun was about to turn around and leave, Tang Yin stopped him, and then they walked side by side to the study behind.

On the way, Tang Yin said with a smile, "Zhang Da's nature is straightforward and his mouth is open. He has offended the national teacher just now, so he should be more tolerant."

Liang Feiyun said with a smile: "from the heart, if you really want to communicate, I would rather associate with a straightforward person like Mr. Zhang than deal with a villain who flatters on the surface but stabs in the dark."

Tang Yin looked up and laughed and said, "I can guarantee you that if you want to hit someone with a knife, you will definitely go to chop the head of someone with a knife."

Liang Feiyun was also amused by Tang Yin's words. After a pause, the other side asked, "has the king really made up his mind to move the capital?"

Tang Yin asked Zhang Xun and Liang Feiyun to help him interpret his dream in the court, which was just a prelude to his plan. For this matter, he had looked for Liang Feiyun in advance, but not Zhang Xun.

Liang Feiyun is a virtuous man. He does not have such deep feelings for Yancheng as Zhang Xun. Moreover, Liang Feiyun is more flexible than Zhang Xun. To put it bluntly, Tang Yin has a premonition that he will certainly help himself if he looks for Liang Feiyun. If he finds Zhang Xun, the latter will not only help himself, but may even spread out his own plans and damage his own affairs.Tang Yin did not answer directly. Instead, he asked, "in the view of the national master, should or should not the capital of our country be moved?"

Liang Feiyun was silent by him. It's a difficult question for him to answer. In view of the current situation, it is certainly inappropriate for Fengguo to set its capital in Yancheng again, but he is not a Fengren after all. If he supports the relocation of the capital, he may subvert the Fengguo. Liang Feiyun pondered for a long time and said with a wry smile, "don't be a difficult Minister for your majesty."

Although he did not answer his own question directly, Tang Yin understood what he meant. He said with a wry smile: "since we should move the capital, what are we waiting for? Waiting for Ningdi and modi to get into trouble? It is a pity that too many people believe in the idea of "national destiny", and too many people think only of their own land, regardless of the interests of the country. "

Liang Feiyun nodded in secret. The king of wind was more courageous, tough and uncompromising than ordinary monarchs. As long as he recognized the right thing, no matter how difficult it was, he could stick to it. It was very admirable to rely on this.

After a few days, Yancheng was hit by torrential rain. The climate of Yancheng is not good. There are mountains all around. Every summer, the climate is hot. In winter, the weather is freezing. Even if it rains, it will not fall. It will last for several days.

In recent days, the sky is somber, dark clouds cover the top, people can not lift the spirit. This morning, the rainstorm is still, when most people in Yancheng are still asleep, suddenly, there is a deafening noise in the direction of the west of the city.

The sound was so loud that it seemed like the sky was falling down. It could be heard clearly in the tens of miles. The echo did not disperse for a long time.

At the same time, the whole Yancheng was shaking up and down. Many people thought that there had been an earthquake. They got up from their beds in a panic. They could not afford to wear their clothes. They rushed out of their homes and took refuge in the streets.

At this time, it was still raining heavily. People were shrinking their necks and stooping in the streets, discussing with each other what had happened, where the loud noise had come from, and why the earth was shaking.

Just when people don't know what happened, suddenly, a fast horse galloped in from outside the city.

The one on the horse was a soldier in the wind. He was holding the flag that would only be used when he was in a hurry. He ran at the same time and yelled: "get out of the way, get out of the way! Get out of the way! It's a big deal

The people who took refuge in the street were scared to retreat on both sides. The wind army rushed all the way to the palace.

At present, the early days of Fengguo are not over. The rain is too heavy outside. Although the government affairs have been discussed, the ministers have not left immediately. Tang Yin specially prepared some tea, melons and fruits, and snacks to chat with the ministers.

Tang Yin and his ministers heard the loud noise just now. Someone sent out to inquire, but they had not come back yet. While people were waiting for news from the hall, a soldier of the wind, who was soaked in rain, staggered in from outside.

After entering the hall, he fell down on his knees with a plop, and his voice changed. He almost screamed: "king, the event is not good. Duanlongshan has collapsed!"

"What?" This sentence made all the people on the scene dumbfounded. They sat here with their eyes and tongue tied. They couldn't come back to God for a long time.

Duanlong mountain is located in the west of Yancheng, where the ancestral temple of Fengguo is located. The memorial tablets of the founding fathers and kings of Fengguo are all in duanlongshan. Now duanlongshan has collapsed, which is not only a matter of how much loss, but also a great omen!

Zhang Xun, a great uncle, was the first to come to his senses. The old man stood up like a spring, but as soon as he got up, he felt that the sky was spinning and the sky was turning black. He fell back upright.

Zhang Xun was dizzy on the spot, and the civil and military ministers gathered around him one after another, lifted up the comatose Zhang Xun, kneaded his chest, thumped his back, and repeatedly called out: "chief uncle! Wake up, master! Wake up

After the old man came to his senses, his mouth opened and he could not help crying. The other ministers were not as good as those eggplants beaten by frost, and their heads were all pulled down.

Duanlong mountain collapsed and ancestral temple disappeared. Isn't this just a sign of national subjugation?

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