Zheng San was stunned, and after a while, he suddenly "giggled" and laughed, "Your Highness should know Your Majesty's temperament, and you can still save the old slave's life...... Your Majesty is narrow-minded, and even Wu Zheng, the king of Huiji County, who has the merits of supporting and making great achievements, will be killed, and can he let go of the old slave? ”

These words caused a whisper among the ministers behind Wu Zheng.

Zhu Yujiao said sharply: "Zheng San...... Don't be presumptuous, and get the night owls out of the way...... This is an order from the main palace! ”

Zheng San slowly got up and turned to face the night owl, "Everyone has heard it clearly...... If Wu Zheng does not die today, His Majesty will be rescued, and His Royal Highness will have no hope of ascending the throne...... Now, listen to my orders, rush into the temple, and kill all those who dare to hinder His Highness's accession to the throne...... Kill! ”

One, three, five...... Then a group, and finally all.

"Bah...... Phew. Dull gunshots rang out one after another, and rows of night owls fell in front of the temple.

But it still can't stop their determination to die.

There was no time to charge the second round of shooting, it was too close.

Wu Zheng's forehead began to sweat, such a change was indeed unexpected by him.

"Wang Yilin, take the eldest princess into the palace." Wu Zheng shouted, "Get on the bayonet!" ”

Just then, the accident happened again.

Zhu Yujiao, who was behind Wu Zheng, suddenly rushed out behind Wu Zheng and blocked in front of Wu Zheng when Wu Zheng shouted these words.

Not only that, she put the steel knife in her hand across her neck, "Night owl obeys the order, this palace orders you to retreat quickly...... Otherwise, the main palace will commit suicide in front of the Mukden Temple! ”

The night owls who rushed in front almost hit their heads, and they stopped, and were hit by the people who rushed up behind them, and they became chaotic.

They are loyal to Zhu Yujiao, but Zheng San is right, once His Majesty is rescued, there will be nothing to do with the eldest princess on the throne.

Therefore, they would rather disobey the order and ambush them afterwards, but also help Zhu Yujiao to ascend the throne smoothly.

But if Zhu Yujiao really committed suicide in front of them, then everything would be meaningless.

Everyone involuntarily slowly regressed.

Zheng San was in a hurry, and he didn't dare to scream anymore and rush forward.

He took his knees as his feet, crawled forward on his knees, and cried: "Your Highness, why are you suffering? ”

"Bang Bang" Zheng San fanned his face desperately and screamed, "The old slave hates ...... The old slave hates, the ghost is obsessed, if he killed His Majesty that day, there will be no difficulty today......! ”

Zhu Yujiao exchanged with tears on her face, "Zheng San, if you really hurt Your Majesty, this palace will cut you with a thousand knives!" ”

Zheng San suddenly stopped crying, and he said blankly: "Providence...... Providence. ”

Then he banged his head on the ground, "Providence is like this, hate the old slave." ”

After a few sounds, his forehead was already a blur of flesh and blood.

Wu Zheng was stunned, and the ministers behind him were stunned.

Wang Yilin saw the opportunity, and he quickly ordered: "Quick, take Zheng San down!" ”

A group of soldiers quickly rushed down the steps and pounced on Zheng San.

The night owls in front of you, you look at me, I look at you, they don't know whether to stop or get out of the way.

After this hesitation, the soldier had already put the knife on Zheng San's neck, dragging Zheng San back upside down like carrying a little chicken.

Zhu Yujiao finally put down the knife, turned her head to look at Wu Zheng and said, "You have to promise me...... Spare him his life! ”

Wu Zheng sighed softly and didn't make a sound, but nodded after all.

At this time, countless soldiers poured out from both sides of the north, and it was Qi Chenghao who was the first, and the soldiers quickly surrounded the night owls, and the night owls looked at Zhu Yujiao numbly, at a loss.

Wu Zheng waved his hand, "Take them all into custody first...... Qi Chenghao, have you found Your Majesty? ”

"Back to the prince, I found it!"

"Where?"

"Are you alright?"

Wu Zheng and Zhu Yujiao asked almost at the same time.

Qi Chenghao bowed and said: "Your Majesty just suffered some flesh wounds, and now he is taking advantage of the soft public opinion to come first, and report to the prince." ”

Having said that, at this time, a soft public opinion arrived.

Zhu Cihong, who had been missing for nearly three days, finally appeared, and he slowly came down from the soft court.

Suddenly, the courtiers all knelt down and shouted "Long live" in unison.

Only Wu Zheng and Zhu Yujiao did not kneel.

Wu Zheng stood straight and looked at Zhu Cihong quietly.

And Zhu Yujiao "choked" discarded the knife in her hand, rushed to Zhu Cihong, and cried: "Ancestors bless, Your Majesty is safe and sound......." ”

But Zhu Cihong shook his hand vigorously, shook off the caught off guard Zhu Yujiao, and fell to the ground.

Wu Zheng sighed in his heart, this throw, I am afraid that the brother-sister relationship in Zhu Cihong's heart will be broken.

Zhu Cihong had a gloomy face, and he didn't look at Zhu Yujiao who fell to the ground at all, he looked around at the ministers in front of the hall, and suddenly found Zheng San, who was being dragged by the soldiers, and let out a strange scream.

Rushed up at a trott and beat up like crazy.

No one dares to stop it, and no one is willing to stop it, in everyone's hearts, this castration, a thousand cuts are not enough to relieve anger.

Wu Zheng didn't open his mouth to stop it, although he promised Zhu Yujiao to protect Zheng San's life, but he didn't promise to save Zheng San's life.

In fact, Wu Zheng wanted to cut this gelding with his own hands!

No one persuades, no one wants to persuade.

Zheng San laughed miserably in this stormy beating, and never stopped.

When Zhu Cihong glanced and saw the knife on the ground that had been discarded by Zhu Yujiao, and reached out to pick it up, it all turned sour.

Zhu Yujiao screamed, almost jumping up from the ground.

No one can describe that speed, not so can Zhu Cihong, he was hugged by Zhu Yujiao's left leg.

However, at this time, Zhu Cihong was even more unlikely to pay attention to Zhu Yujiao, he raised his right leg and kicked Zhu Yujiao over.

This kick is righteousness!

Affection and righteousness are irreparable!

"The Son of Heaven has killed someone!" Zheng San's mournful shout sounded, but everyone could hear the trace of disdain and mockery in Zheng San's shout, as well as banter, at least to be sure, there was no trace of fear in it.

Zheng San kept echoing in the sky in front of the empty Fengtian Temple.

"Wu Zheng, do you know that Concubine Shu was tortured and killed by His Majesty!" Zheng San shouted quickly.

When Wu Zheng heard this, his eyes flashed fiercely.

"Your Highness, the old slave can no longer accompany you, I hope Your Highness don't forget that there is still ......."

Zhu Cihong's knife had been swung down, and Zheng San's words stopped abruptly, but he still spit out the last two words alive after all, "Night owl." ”

Zhu Cihong's knife did not stop because of this knife, his face was hideous, and he frantically raised his hand up and down to slash.

It's no wonder that this kind of hatred has penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

But the ministers are all like the color of the earth, since ancient times, the identity of the Son of Heaven is noble, the punishment of lawlessness, all fake hands on people, rarely kill people with their own hands, and their hands are stained with blood, which is ominous.

What's more, Zhu Cihong is in such a tyrannical and murderous way.

Therefore, the officials are the ones who are really afraid in their hearts.

Because, they have already established the eldest princess, that is, they are not ministers!