Chapter 15: The Great Changes in the Court (II)

The sun rises in the east, and the dark clouds are swirling, which looks evil, as if touching people's hearts. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info a ray of sunlight shot out of the dark clouds and shone on Nalan Jingwen.

Nalan Jingwen stretched out his hand, wanting to grab it but couldn't. He shook his head, took a step, and with a "snap", stepped on a stone step, one step after another, and all the way to the palace at the top. He paused, and introduced to the invisible Xiao Baiyan: "Brother Xiao, do you know what this ladder is called?" Xiao Baiyan replied: "I don't know, can Brother Nalan tell me?"

Nalan Jingwen nodded, smiled slightly, and said while taking a step: "This staircase is called Denglong Ladder, and the top of the staircase is the Nine Dragons Palace! According to legend, the founding emperor of my Heavenly Kingdom is named Nalan Chengde, born in a family of scholars, one day to climb the Forget Worry Mountain, two dragons appeared under his feet, one step and one dragon, after reaching the top, he appeared in the Nine Dragons Protector, shocking the world. Soon after, the foreign werewolves invaded, the world was in turmoil, he abandoned the civil and military forces, rose up, expelled foreign enemies, pacified the civil strife, and created this great country of heaven! In order to thank the heavens for their love, he built the dragon ladder and the Nine Dragons Hall here, and placed the big tripod of the eight tributes in front of the Nine Dragons Palace, and has warned the younger generations: It is easy to start a business and difficult to keep a business, don't forget the people of the world!" Xiao Baiyan nodded, and really saw a big tripod in front of the hall, and hundreds of people were molded on the tripod, which was lifelike and amazing!

At this moment, a series of footsteps came from behind them. Xiao Baiyan saw a group of ironclad soldiers running over, all holding swords and shields, their faces were serious, and they did not smile. His heart tightened, and he said, "It seems that the atmosphere is not right!" Bai Yici nodded with a "uh-huh" sound. Last night, Nalan Jingwen had already told them about the situation in the DPRK and China, and they also guessed that the palace would be in chaos today, and blood would flow like a river.

The soldiers paused in front of Nalan Jingwen, and out of it came a veteran general, with a square face and big ears, and white eyebrows and beards, as if he was Zhuge Yinglong, the commander of the military department. Zhuge Yinglong stood in front, arched his hand, knelt on the ground, and saluted: "Zhuge Yinglong, the commander of the military department, knocks to see His Highness!" All the soldiers also followed him, shouting: "The ironclad army knocks to see His Highness!" Nalan Jingwen hurriedly stepped forward and said hurriedly: "The old marshal, please get up, all Aiqing, please get up!" With a "bang", everyone got up together, the formation was majestic, and the rhythm was loud, which showed that this old marshal was well-governed and disciplined.

Nalan Jingwen looked at this formation and said with a wry smile: "Isn't there a way to avoid today's incident?" Zhuge Yinglong shook his head, with a grim face, and said: "The prince is kind-hearted, let the old minister come if you can't do it!" Nalan Jingwen sighed, quite helpless. Zhuge Yinglong saw that his face was ugly, and knew that he couldn't bear it, so he arched his hand and said: "His Royal Highness the Prince, please go to the morning court!"

Nalan Jingwen smiled slightly bitterly, walked into the hall, and saw that the civil and military officials were ranked, all of them in awe. He sat on the dragon chair, and the ministers immediately knelt down and bowed, and said, "The ministers will meet His Royal Highness the Prince, Chitose Chitose!" Nalan Jingwen waved his hand and said loudly: "All the ministers are flat!" All the ministers said in unison: "Your Royal Highness the Prince!"

Immediately, the attendant on the side shouted: "There is something to play, nothing to retreat!" Chen Nian, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, stood out of class, bowed slightly, and said: "Your Highness, the envoy of Mongolia Hu Yanying came to my pilgrimage and is waiting for the decree outside the palace!" Chen Nian hurriedly retreated to his shift, and glanced at a messenger at the door, and the waiter had to order him to go out, and not long after, he brought in a man wearing a mink coat, the man was burly, rugged, and imposing like a tiger, it was Huyan Ying.

Hu Yanying stood in front of Nalan Jingwen, bowed his hand, and said loudly: "Hu Yanying, the envoy of the Mongolian State, greets His Royal Highness the Prince!" The officials never thought that as soon as this Huyan Eagle came up, they would give Nalan Jingwen a dismount, and they all glared angrily. Naturally, a few others watched from the sidelines.

Seeing this, Qiao Zhen, the director of the Ministry of Works, pointed his finger at Hu Yanying and shouted angrily: "Bold envoy, why don't you kneel when you see my heavenly prince?" Hu Yanying also stared at him, and shouted: "I am an envoy of a country, kneeling is the holy lord of my country, and my knees are the dignity of a country, how can I kneel to this stinky hairy child?" When the officials heard this, they gasped, thinking to themselves, this is the envoy being so rude, insulting the prince, and even more damaging to the prestige of the kingdom of heaven, and whispered one after another.

When Qiao Zhen heard this, he was even more furious, and shouted again: "Bold envoys, worship my heavenly kingdom, don't follow the etiquette of my heavenly kingdom, and insult my prince and prison kingdom in person, and regard my heavenly kingdom as easy to bully?

Huyan Ying shook his hand, knocked the four people down, laughed, pointed at Nalan Jingwen with his hand, and shouted: "Such a belly, in vain in the name of heaven!

Seeing Nalan Jingwen's ugly face, he hesitated, and suddenly the corners of his mouth raised, and he looked straight at him: "The prince is in charge of the country, the old minister has something to say!" Seeing him, Nalan Jingwen's eyes were on fire, his hands were clenched, he held the dragon chair, and his voice trembled a little: "Eighth Emperor Uncle, if you have something to say!"

This Eight Emperor Uncle is none other than the Eight Sages King Nalan Kunyi. With a wave of his hand, he beckoned to the four guards, and wrote lightly: "Come on, pull out Qiao Zhen, the head of the Ministry of Works, and behead him!" The four people stepped forward and were about to drag Qiao Zhen out. Seeing this, Nalan Jingwen frowned, was shocked, and shouted hurriedly: "Slow, Eighth Emperor Uncle, what do you mean?"

Nalan Kun smiled at the corner of his mouth and said: "The old minister saw that the prince would not be able to deal with the government affairs, so the old minister volunteered to help the prince deal with it!" The implication is that you are still stinking and should not serve as the supervisor of the country! Seeing this, the prime minister Wang Wei'an knew that these eight sage kings had ill intentions and wanted to eradicate dissidents, so he hurriedly went out and said: "Your Royal Highness the prince, by all means, Lord Qiao, the director of the Ministry of Works, is eager to protect the lord for a while, and in order to protect the prestige of the country, he is disrespectful and loses his dignity, but this crime is not yet fatal!"

Nalan Kun snorted coldly and said: "Prime Minister Wang Cheng's words are wrong, Lord Qiao doesn't think about the people of Li, and wants to behead the envoys of the Mongolian country, provoke wars, and trap the people of Li in fire and water!

Nalan Jingwen's breath was stagnant, he didn't know how to answer, and looked at Xiao Baiyan, who was invisible beside him. Xiao Baiyan also looked at him, a trace of cold sweat broke out in his hand, and analyzed in a low voice: "These Eight Sage Kings are trying to trap you in injustice! If you behead Lord Qiao, the ministers will be cold, and I am afraid that there will be no one to protect you in the future! The Eight Sage Kings can also monopolize power!" Nalan Jingwen heard this, his face was cold sweat, he slapped the case, and shouted: "Okay, don't make any noise!"

The officials stopped talking, and Nalan Jingwencai said again: "What Uncle Eight Emperor said is extremely true, but Lord Qiao is also an unintentional mistake, and he beheaded Lord Qiao with an unintentional mistake, and introduced it into the market, I am afraid that he will become a laughing stock after tea and dinner, so Lord Qiao must not be killed! In addition, today is a good day to receive the Mongolian envoy Hu Yanying, killing people is unlucky!

This beautiful answer was really unexpected. The ministers thought that the prince would behead Qiao Zhen in the Eight Sages King, and secretly broke out in a cold sweat, and at this time they couldn't help clapping their hands in their hearts! Nalan Kun saw the joy on his face when he saw the ministers, and his face was gone, and he shouted: "No, Master Qiao must be beheaded!"

At this time, the attendant shouted: "The national teacher is here!" Nalan Kun heard this, and his face immediately turned happy. I only heard a loud shout: "Yes, if you don't kill Qiao Zhen, it's not enough to establish the prestige of the country!" An old man with long hand and bone spurs, with one step in his footsteps, entered the main hall, as if it was Sima Nan. Seeing Sima Nan, Xiao Baiyan was taken aback, and hurriedly drew a rune to cover up his breath, and even drew one for Bai Yici.

When Nalan Jingwen saw Sima Nan, his expression was complicated for a while, and he asked, "National Teacher, what do you mean by this?" Sima Nan snorted coldly and said with a wicked smile: "It's not interesting, I just hope that you will abdicate and let the Eight Sages King supervise the country!"

"Bold, do you want to rebel? Come on, catch the national teacher and the Eight Sages King!" Zhuge Yinglong, the commander of the military department, shouted loudly, and a large number of ironclad soldiers poured in, surrounding Sima Nan and Nalan Kun. "Who dares to kill me, I am the Eight Sages King of Heaven!" Nalan Kun raised his eyebrows, pointed upwards with his hand, flashed a red light, rushed out of the hall, and flew in the air with a "bang", like a signal.

"Driving" A hurried sound of horses' hooves came from outside the hall, and soon, I saw a guard stumbling over, kneeling on the ground, and shouting: "Urgent report, His Royal Highness the Prince, 200,000 enemy troops suddenly appeared outside Tianyu City, overwhelmingly coming, please make a decision!"

"Hahaha, what's the matter, do you still dare to touch me, Xiao'er still doesn't put the emperor in me!" Nalan Kun's face was evil, and he was extremely proud. Zhuge Yinglong shouted loudly and said, "Give me a knife to kill!" All the ironclad soldiers rushed up and swung their knives to slash Sima Nan and the others. Sima Nan laughed, pressed his hand to the ground, and with a "hum" sound, a giant ghost corpse derivation array appeared.

Countless ghost corpses crawled out of it, keeping the ironclad soldiers out. Zhuge Yinglong was shocked and shouted at the ironclad soldiers: "The three of them form horns, the shield of spiritual energy." One blow of the lightsaber, indestructible!" The ironclad soldiers heard the order, and the three of them formed a group, shielding the formation, and the sword in his hand flashed with white light, flashing and piercing the ghost corpse. For a time, blood splattered everywhere. The ministers drank loudly, and their karma was added, trapping Sima Nan and Nalan Kunyi, and asked in unison: "National Teacher, Eight Sages King, are you really going to rebel?" Sima Nan and Nalan Kunyi glanced at each other and laughed.