"Your Majesty, the ministers thought that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was a genius, humble as a valley, a corporal of courtesy and virtuous, and a benevolent character, and should inherit the throne. ”

Some trembling voices resounded through the hall like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

For a moment, Yang Jian was stunned, and some people were also stunned, but there were very few, so few that they only chatted about a few people, and the rest all looked solemn, but there was no surprise.

After being stunned for a moment, Yang Jian reacted.

A little official, dare to let him abdicate!

His eyes widened, and a wave of anger accompanied by a strong momentum filled the entire hall.

The overwhelming killing intent rushed straight at the official, and the next moment, Yang Jian looked at his prince.

Still so unfazed, as if he hadn't heard the official's words at all.

Looking at the other officials, they suddenly stiffened.

They, they are indifferent.

The body trembled, the mind felt blank, and many things suddenly connected together.

But he still looked at the emperor and the Manchu ministers in disbelief, full of anger and horror: "What are you going to do?"

The always strong voice, a trace of trembling quietly joined it, and even he didn't notice it.

There was silence in the main hall.

"Presumptuous, are you going to rebel?" someone spoke, one of the few people who looked panicked and incredulous.

Immediately after him, two more spoke, angrily reprimanding the official who had spoken out of great rebellion, and as for the others, they did not dare.

But in the next moment, an extremely burly figure, wearing armor and holding a strange weapon, walked into the main hall with an expressionless face.

Behind him, there were also several soldiers.

"Yuwen Chengdu, you are so bold. Yang Jian suddenly shouted, and the absolute momentum was a little stronger, as if he was going to make a move in the next moment.

Yuwen Cheng's face did not change, and he said coldly to the three officials who spoke: "Take it." ”

"You dare. Yang Jian gritted his teeth and raised his hands, wanting to suppress this first warrior of the Great Sui that he had personally sealed.

"Your Majesty, the minister thinks that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince should inherit the throne. Suddenly, Yang Su stood up, bent down and saluted.

Yang Jian's face was extremely cold, and before he could react, Su Wei stood up and saluted: "Your Majesty, the minister thinks that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince should inherit the throne." ”

"Your Majesty, the minister thinks that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince should inherit the throne. Han Baohu stepped forward.

"Your Majesty, the minister thinks that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince should inherit the throne. Yukura stepped forward.

"Your Majesty..." Among the five surnames and seven families of Shandong Shijia Group, the head of the Qinghe Cui family, who is the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, stood up.

"Your Majesty..." Among the five surnames and seven families, the head of the Zheng family in Xingyang, who was the secretary of the Criminal Department, stood up.

One official after another, stood up in succession.

Guanlong Group, Shandong Shijia Group, people from Jiangnan, many neutral people,

The same words, the same stoopping and saluting.

But it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and the waves were stormy, making Yang Jian's body tremble slightly.

It has been more than 20 years since the establishment of the Great Sui, and for the first time, for the first time, he felt that the Great Sui was no longer in his hands, and for the first time, he felt that he was about to fall.

That huge sense of blow, the mana that made him surging all over, but it was a feeling that he couldn't hit out.

How can it be?

didn't care about Yuwen City, and his eyes looked at the prince he had set up in disbelief.

Incredible, unbelievable, how?

and so on, but they all turned into a sentence: "Good, very good, they are all my good courtiers and good sons." ”

At the same time, under the joint petition of the hundred officials, the power of the Great Sui's luck suddenly began to be violently turbulent.

The fortune of the country is never just the emperor's.

The civil and military officials worked together, and suddenly set off the power of the Great Sui's luck, disobeyed, and even began to faintly resist Yang Jianlai.

In the land of Shenzhou, the people who are not weak in the fairyland have also sensed something at this moment.

There is a big change!

Yang Lin, Gao Gong, Wu Jianzhang, Taoism, Buddhism, etc., all changed their faces, although they didn't know what happened, but there must have been a huge change.

Han Yuan Palace.

Baiguan bent down and saluted, Yang Jian looked at Emperor Zishou, his teeth were already clenched tightly, "Haven't you been silent at this time?"

The emperor's expression was indifferent from beginning to end, calm and terrifying.

It's like what he's been planning for nearly twenty years at this time has nothing to do with him.

The calm gaze met Yang Jian's eyes, and he did not avoid it at all, and his voice was as cold as an ice spring, and as unpredictable as deep and gloomy: "Father, you are old." ”

Yang Jian's complexion changed, it was an extreme anger of being betrayed, it was an extreme anger of unwillingness.

How could he be old?

His strength is invincible in the world, how can he be old?

Rebel, damn it.

But some of the people below looked approving, if it weren't for Yang Jian's old age, how could he become more and more suspicious?

If it weren't for his old age, how could more and more ministers be treading on thin ice?

If it weren't for the fact that he was old, how could Wu Jianzhang, Gao Gong, and others be abolished one after another? Why did nepotism take place in the war?

If it weren't for his old age, how could he be at this point?

And so on, too many things show that Yang Jian, the male lord of the unified Shenzhou, is old.

"Hahaha. The angry laughter shook the Hanyuan Palace, Yang Jian stood up, his trembling body calmed down, and an invincible momentum enveloped the entire Hanyuan Hall and everyone.

"Okay, come, let me see, where did you have the courage to say that I am old?"

The momentum was like a monstrous wave, pressing on the emperor and everyone in the palace.

At this moment, many people's faces changed, they were too strong!

Amazingly strong!

Yuwen Chengdu, Han Baohu and many others immediately stopped in front of Emperor Zishou.

The emperor was moved, and he didn't care about Yuwen Chengdu and the others, and walked up step by step in the surprised eyes of everyone.

At the same time, the Nine Dragons True Qi, which had been silent in his body for nearly twenty years, was running wildly.

Rise!

A faint dragon roar sounded from his body, and with this dragon groan, above Daxing City, the power of Da Sui's luck also roared in the sky.

Without anyone noticing, they attacked Yang Jian.

"Poof!"

Yang Jian, who was invincible, trembled his body, opened his mouth and a mouthful of blood spurted out, his body trembled, and he sat on the dragon chair again, his eyes were full of horror.

Go crazy!

Luck backfires!

How can it be?

Yang Jian couldn't believe it, he couldn't figure it out, just as he couldn't figure out how Emperor Zishou co-opted this Manchu official.

He couldn't figure out why Da Sui's luck would turn against him?

Even if the hundred officials exert their strength together, the power of luck will be shocked at most, and it will not help him for a while.

How could it turn against him?

The cultivation of the emperor is inseparable from the national fortune, and the national fortune achieves the cultivation of the emperor, and in turn, it can most easily counterattack the emperor.

But generally speaking, it will only be when the country is broken.

How is that possible now?

Below, everyone was also surprised, everyone was ready for a fight.

Hundreds of officials exert their strength, and the power of luck is no longer subject to Yang Jian's mobilization, so many people on their side will definitely be able to defeat Yang Jian.

I didn't expect that...

Poison?

Unmentionable disease?

They speculated, when did the prince keep his hand?

And what everyone didn't notice was that during the steps, the emperor was silently holding the hand behind him, and the blood appeared, staining the inner robe red.

Finally, the emperor's footsteps stopped outside Yang Jian's body, and the cold voice that everyone was used to suddenly became unquestionably domineering: "Please go down the emperor." ”

"Yes. The old eunuch on the side said respectfully.

Yang Jian couldn't help but look at him, he was a betrayer again!

When did he betray?

I, are you really old?

Under the backlash of luck and madness, Yang Jian has changed from an invincible powerhouse just now to a weak old man.

Those who didn't have any power to resist were helped down by the old eunuch with two little eunuchs.

Emperor Zishou turned around and faced the civil and military officials, and his whole body was no longer just that calm temperament, but a domineering aura that seemed to have been suppressed for a long time poured out.

In an instant, many people's hearts were shocked, and some of them frowned a little, not knowing whether they were right or wrong?

This prince doesn't seem to be easier to control than Yang Jian!

But it has come to this, and no one has a chance to regret it.

"The minister greets His Royal Highness the Prince. ”

Hundreds of officials saluted.

The emperor's eyebrows raised slightly, and his unquestionable tone resounded through the hall: "Yuwen City, order you to go and control the Xiaoguo Army immediately, and those who violate it will be killed." ”

"The minister commanded. Yuwen Cheng saluted and turned down.

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