"Although this sword is obtained by Fang Zheng, it is taken from the Holy Heaven World, and the Holy Heaven World belongs to the imperial court, so of course the ownership of this sword belongs to the imperial court!" A courtier got a look in his eyes and immediately stood up.

"What Master Wan said is reasonable, and the minister seconded it!"

"The minister also seconded it!"

"Although Fang Zhengzhi has some talent, but after all, his strength is only in the Amaterasu Realm, this sword is so powerful, I am afraid that it will be difficult for the demon clan to snatch it, and when the time comes, he will lose his sword and lose his life, and the consequences will be unimaginable, please ask the emperor to issue an order, so that Fang Zhengzhi will return this court thing to the court for safekeeping as soon as possible!"

"Lord Li's analysis is extremely true, the ancients said: Pifu is not guilty, he is guilty, and the news that Fang Zhengzhi obtained the sword in the Holy Heaven World is already known to everyone, if he doesn't hand it over, he may be in danger of his life!"

In order to protect the treasures of the imperial court and avoid the unjustified disaster of the uprightness, please also ask the emperor to decree!"

Soon, one by one, the courtiers stood up, all of them with an expression of selflessness, uprightness, and consideration for others.

And in their hearts, Fang Zhengzhi is just a commoner who has not yet entered the court, and his birth is low, how can he let Fang Zhengzhi really get that sword.

Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if Fang Zhengzhi has passed the court test now, then the official product will start from the seventh grade, and then take 10,000 steps back, the emperor will be virtuous, and give heavenly grace, after passing the court test in history, the highest official grade is only five grades.

However......

The courtiers who can stand in this Jinluan Hall to discuss politics, even if they are standing in the corner, are above the fourth grade, and the first, second, third, and fourth ministers of the Manchu Dynasty will care about a square upright?

"Father, son, please play!" At this moment, Duanwang Lin Xinjue finally stood up from the crowd, and the courtiers commented, the time has come, then. Of course, he had to ask for an order before the crown prince Lin Tianrong spoke.

That's the way to get ahead.

Prince Lin Tianrong saw Duan Wang Lin Xinjue stand up, and he took back half of his footsteps, but his expression did not change much.

"Hmm. Saint Lin Mubai nodded, his expression calm.

Of course, he knew what was being fought over in the court now, and he also had a decision on this matter in his heart, but as a saint, there were some words that had to be put forward by the ministers.

"The Holy Heaven God of War Mengtian is the military hero of my Great Xia Dynasty, symbolizing the military heart and soul of my dynasty, and now the sword of the Holy Heaven God of War Mengtian has been recovered. It is the time to strengthen the military prestige of our dynasty, and the sons ask to play, and hand over this sword to the sons for temporary safekeeping, which will definitely strengthen the morale of the soldiers of our dynasty!" Duan Wang Lin Xinjue saw the Holy Lord Lin Mubai nodding, and immediately bowed down and said.

"His Royal Highness King Duan is reasonable, this sword is a symbol of the heart and soul of the army, with this sword, the soldiers of the Great Xia Dynasty will inevitably be like Mu Sheng's grace, and the Holy Heaven God of War will be blessed by the sky. When fighting against the demons, you will be able to be unstoppable!"

"The minister also seconded the proposal to hand over this sword to the military gate for safekeeping!"

After Duan Wang Lin Xinjue finished speaking, two middle-aged men in armor stood up. They are all military generals and military candidates who lead the party, and their status is respected in the court.

"What the sixth brother said makes sense, it's just ...... The gaze is a little one-sided, the Holy Heaven God of War Mengtian is indeed from the military family. However, it represents the entire Great Xia Dynasty, and he is the hero of our Great Xia Dynasty. Thousands of miles alone to kill the Demon Emperor in the Blood Shadow City, what a prestige, such an iron bone should be admired by all the people of the dynasty, the son of the emperor sincerely enlightened the father, and handed over this sword to the son of the minister, every time the government is benevolent and peaceful, when the Taoist exam, it is hung in front of the door to warn the world!"

When the crown prince Lin Tianrong heard this, he stood up, looked at Duan Wang Lin Xinjue, and said loudly.

"His Royal Highness the Prince's eyes are candles, looking at the overall situation and the four seas, with the sword to police people, when the spirit of the Holy Heaven God of War can be spread to the world, the prince is the crown prince, if you can always encourage yourself with this spirit, the country's luck, the world's luck!"

"The minister seconded the proposal to hand over this sword to the crown prince to warn the world!"

"The minister also seconded it!"

"The minister seconded the proposal!"

"Subordinate ......"

“......”

As soon as Prince Lin Tianrong's words fell, a group of ministers rushed out and knelt all over the ground.

Above the court, the crown prince Lin Tianrong is in charge, and in terms of power, he naturally suppresses the end of the king Lin Xinjue, which can be seen.

"The old minister came with the holy car, was loved by the emperor, led the first assistant of the hundred officials, and took the world's society as the priority, the prince hung his sword on the top, and the blessing of the people of the world!"

"What Yu Xiang said is very true, and please ask the Holy Lord to forgive His Royal Highness the Crown Prince with sincerity!"

Duan Wang Lin Xinjue looked at the courtiers kneeling on the ground, his fists clenched, his lips clenched, and he was just about to speak again, but he saw Lin Mubai, the saint on the dragon chair, shaking his head gently.

This made Duanwang Lin Xin feel the words in his mouth and immediately swallowed them back.

"It makes sense for the prince and King Duan to say that there is a point, let it go in advance, and tomorrow morning the court summons Fang Zhengzhi to enter the hall to discuss again, and retreat first today!" Saint Lin Mubai waved his hand and got up to leave.

"Long live the emperor, long live, long live!"

......

In Pingyang's mansion, Pingyang, who was wearing a red cloak, was sitting on a chair boredly playing with a piece of jade, when he heard a knock on the door.

"Her Royal Highness Princess, Young Master Fang asks to see you. ”

"Young Master Fang, which Young Master Fang? won't it be Fang Zhengzhi, right?" Pingyang looked puzzled, she didn't think that Fang Zhengzhi would come to Pingyang Mansion to see her.

"Exactly. ”

"Huh, that shameless guy is really here? There must be something begging me, right...... That guy got the sword of the Holy Heaven God of War Mengtian, and he probably came to me to plead in front of my father. ”

Pingyang Qingche's eyes flashed, and he immediately guessed the purpose of Fang Zhengzhi, and then, the corners of his mouth immediately hooked up a smile.

"You let him in!"

"Yes!"

......

Not long after, Fang Zhengzhi went to the attic under the leadership of the housekeeper of Pingyang Mansion, and a gust of wind blew, and the blue robe fluttered gently.

"Young Master Fang, please come in!"

"Oh, thank you, for you!" Fang Zhengzhi casually threw a copper coin into the butler's hand, and then, with a smile on his face, stepped into the attic.

Only the butler who stood in the wind and couldn't react at all.

"A penny?!"

......

Fang Zhengzhi thought that Pingyang's injury was almost healed, but when he walked into the attic, he found that Pingyang was lying on the bed, still covered with a thick quilt.

The most important thing is that the quilt is still trembling slightly, and it seems that the injury is extremely serious.

"You...... You came to me...... Yes...... What's wrong?" Pingyang lay on the bed, his tone was extremely difficult, and there was still a little sweat on his forehead.

When Fang Zhengzhi heard this, a trace of doubt appeared on his face.

Pingyang did block a palm for himself, but she was wearing a red flame hundred flower armor on her body, and he didn't believe it if she was injured to this extent.

What's more, with Pingyang's identity, if it really hurts to such an extent, why didn't anyone from the subordinates and the housekeepers wait in the room?

Fang Zheng's eyes glanced around the bed, and he immediately found that there were no clothes or jewelry next to the bed, and a pair of gold silk boots under the bed also looked a little messy.

Sample, just this acting, still pretending to be with me?

Fang Zhengzhi smiled slightly in his heart, but there was an expression of extreme concern on his face, and he walked to Pingyang's bed in three steps and two steps.

"Where's the injury, it's not healed yet, show me!"

Fang Zhengzhi said while directly lifting the quilt covering Pingyang's body, and he decided to use practical actions to tell Pingyang, your acting skills are really poor.

In an instant, the quilt was ripped off and flew in mid-air.

Pingyang's eyes widened suddenly, his face turned pale, and he looked at Fang Zhengzhi in disbelief, as well as the quilt flying in the air.

And Fang Zhengcheng was completely confused.

He guessed the beginning of the story, Pingyang was pretending, but he didn't guess the end of the story, Pingyang was indeed pretending, but Pingyang was not wearing clothes now.

Or, Pingyang only wore one piece of clothing, which was a bright red belly pocket embroidered with a golden peony.

Of course, on her white calves, there was a dress that she had not had time to take off, and next to it was a red cloak.

"Ahh

The sound spread throughout the entire Pingyang Mansion in an instant, and even above the palace next to the Pingyang Mansion, this piercing cry echoed.

......

Fang Zhengzhi knew very well how many sergeants with bows and arrows were around the attic of Pingyang Mansion, and he also knew how much of a crime he had committed today.

Thin Princess!

If last time, it was unintentional, then, what is this time?

Say no intention......

Fang Zhengzhi himself couldn't believe this explanation, so he ran, rushed out of the attic as fast as he could, and ran out without looking back.

Anger rose in Pingyang's eyes, and she grabbed the red cloak beside her and chased her out, she had already decided that no matter what kind of treachery she bore.

She's going to have to slaughter this shameless guy today, too.

However, as soon as she reached the door, she suddenly stopped, because, at the door of her attic, there was an emerald green golden hairpin lying on the ground.

Binh Duong can be sure that this emerald green golden hairpin is not her belonging, because it is impossible for her to wear this kind of goods.

"Could it be?" Pingyang couldn't believe it.

However, she walked forward anyway, because Fang Zhengzhi had stopped, surrounded by a group of sergeants armed with bows and arrows.

Want to run out of Binh Duong?

This is simply a joke, with the importance of Pingyang in the Great Xia Dynasty, the Holy Lord Lin Mubai naturally put the most elite soldiers here.

Not to mention being upright, even if it is as strong as Shadow Mountain, or even if the Zhenguo Mansion is a criminal waiting for a distant country, he doesn't dare to say that he can walk out of the gate of Pingyang Mansion.

"The Holy Decree has arrived!" Just as Pingyang was about to give the order to tie up Fang Zhengzhi, a voice suddenly sounded, and then, a little eunuch wearing palace clothes walked quickly towards Pingyang and Fang Zhengzhi.

(The starting point will be maintained after two o'clock in the evening, and it is estimated that the next chapter will not be updated, so it will be updated before twelve o'clock at noon tomorrow.) (To be continued.) )