My Arms Can Turn into Blades-Chapter 331 - 212: Sacrifice the Pawn to Save the King

Chapter 331: Chapter 212: Sacrifice the Pawn to Save the King

"What should we do? We are helpless!"

Chen Lusi heard the voice and had just turned his head.

Another voice then rang out, slightly annoyed, saying: "The Emperor is unwilling to go to Mount Tai, saying he doesn’t want to be the second Emperor Zhenzong of Song, Zhao Heng, saying that the ’Celestial Book’ fraud carried by the cart can still obtain the Mandate of Heaven, it causes trouble to the people and wastes resources, so it’s best not to go!

And if the Emperor is unwilling to report to Heaven, unwilling to accept the mandate, our Observatory can’t channel the energy of heaven and earth, the technique can’t form, and the talisman can’t be made, we are helpless!"

Chen Lusi watched the two officials talking to themselves and remained silent.

Just like at the beginning.

The other party also couldn’t see him.

He didn’t know what was happening, so he could only stand still, looking at the two officials, quietly observing.

And the discussion between the two officials continued.

Standing half a step back, the official who spoke first looked troubled: "But Li Jianzheng, the Emperor requests..."

The Li Jianzheng waved his hand decisively and said, "In such a situation, I can’t do it, even if I were to be skinned alive, I still couldn’t do it."

"Alas..."

The other official sighed upon hearing this, then looked at Li Jianzheng, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly said, "The Emperor has ordered Yanque Lake to be filled and a new city to be built and named Fengtian Hall, and I heard that the Emperor received the ’Heaven’s Fate’ talisman from the Celestial Master of Dragon Tiger Mountain. Li Jianzheng, does this mean we are just a cover? The Emperor actually wants to break away from Bi Luo and Yellow..."

"Watch your words!"

The words weren’t finished.

Li Jianzheng, who spoke so confidently about ’skinning alive,’ immediately changed his expression and directly interrupted the other.

With a furious shout from Li Jianzheng,

the scene in Chen Lusi’s view suddenly began to rewind at an incredible speed, as if countless scenes were reversing.

When Chen Lusi came back to his senses, he found that the surroundings had changed again, and he was standing on a spacious square, surrounded by majestic palaces.

At the forefront was a square altar, entirely made of marble, consisting of three layers, with three marble steps in the center of each side.

Five different colors of soil were scattered on the altar, forming a layout of green soil in the east, red soil in the south, white soil in the west, black soil in the north, and yellow soil in the center.

At this moment.

A sacrificial ceremony seemed to be taking place, led by an old man in a Crown Robe, with civil and military officials standing solemnly in front of the Sheji Altar.

The grand sacrificial ceremony soon began.

Offering sacrifices, burning incense and wax, prayers, and hymns.

The civil and military officials, led by the monarch, began to worship the Earth God and the God of Five Grains, praying for the prosperity of the country and a bountiful harvest.

Chen Lusi, standing at the back, hesitated for a moment and began to walk forward.

Honestly speaking.

Although he didn’t know which Emperor was ahead, he was quite interested in the Emperor’s appearance, regardless of who it was.

And yet, everyone still ignored Chen Lusi, allowing him to move forward, a young man in modern clothing traversing solemnly through the ceremonial scene, forming a remarkable spectacle.

Soon.

Chen Lusi reached the front.

But before he could get there.

He saw the monarch at the forefront suddenly extend his hand, grasping the air, and a talisman suddenly appeared between his fingers.

It was a yellow talisman with red characters, about a palm’s length, seemingly nothing special, much like those painted by street performers.

But seeing this scene, Chen Lusi halted in his steps.

Wait.

So the emperor of the feudal dynasty was also an Empowerer?

"Just as we are offering sacrifices to Heaven, I have something to deal with..."

As Chen Lusi stood dazed on the spot.

The Emperor spoke, his voice hoarse and somewhat gloomy.

And before he finished, the officials in the front row saw the talisman, their expressions changed, and they all knelt, the one in the center speaking loudly: "Your Majesty! It cannot be done! To be mandated by Heaven, to accept the Mandate of Heaven! There has never been a precedent for self-declaration as Heavenly! Even Zhao Heng only dared to feign the Fengshan ceremony! It cannot be done..."

"I don’t believe in this! This world was fought for!!! What use is the Mandate of Heaven obtained through exhausting the people!!! What use is the Mandate of Heaven that weakens every time there is chaos!!! Since the Eastern Han, how many dynasties have maintained the Mandate of Heaven in the later periods? How many dynasties have managed to channel the energy of heaven and earth in later periods? None! Not one!

Natural disasters can be resolved! Corruption can be eradicated! Finances can be managed! Rebellion can be suppressed!

As long as the battles can be won! Future generations will find a way!

But if we lose in the battlefield! All is lost! Do you want the Yuan usurpation to be repeated?!"

At the forefront.

The old man in the Crown Robe suddenly turned his head, the tassels and silk cords swaying as he became suddenly furious and said: "What we want now is for future generations to have something to rely on!!!"

"Your Majesty! This is replacing the legitimate with the illegitimate! Bi Luo and Yellow Springs are the orthodoxy! The inability of the previous dynasty in the later period to channel the energy of heaven and earth was because of decline and loss of the Mandate of Heaven! Our Great Ming’s destiny is sure to be everlasting, for thousands upon thousands of generations!"

"Do you believe that?"

"..."

"I ask you, do you believe that?"

"Your Majesty!"

"Take him away! I have made my decision, no need for more remonstrations!"

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Replacing the legitimate also cannot pass the way for a thousand generations!"

"..."

Chen Lusi stood aside, like watching a play, observing the debate between monarch and officials.

Initially, he only wanted to see what the Emperor looked like, but once he saw that the Emperor looked not much different from an ordinary old person, he became deeply interested in what the official called ’replacing the legitimate.’

... What does this mean?

On the other side.

After ordering the protesting official to be dragged away, the Emperor glanced at the other kneeling civil and military officials, who were as silent and still as cicadas in winter, not daring to speak further.