The sky was bright, the north wind was howling, and the undulating buildings and palaces in the red walls were shrouded in a solemn atmosphere, depressing and dull.

Leng Qingtang and Cheng Wanli led people to quietly turn into the Qinming Hall from the door, followed by six Dongchang guards, two of whom carried a thick wooden pole on their shoulders, and hung a large wooden box with iron hoops and copper rivets on the bar.

Fan Wei stopped under the long and wide marble jade steps, and the wooden box fell to the ground.

Leng Qingtang and Cheng Wanli ascended, and saw Zhang Jihai, the new head of the palace, under the corridor, and asked him to enter the palace to pass it on. After a while, the big eunuch walked out, his hands shaking and brushing the dust and inviting Leng Qingtang into the hall.

Leng Qingtang straightened his clothes and stepped into the threshold, and knelt down in front of the dragon couch.

On the bed was a middle-aged man in a bright yellow shirt, his eyes were heavy, and his eyes were bloodshot, showing that he had no good sleep all night.

At this moment, his face is dark, and his silent momentum is also a kind of coldness that is not angry and self-threatening, with the nobility and courage of the royal family.

The day before yesterday, Yinshan put down the rebellion, and then there was also an action in the palace, and the Dongchang United Forbidden Army launched a large-scale purge operation, taking down Hu Shunji and his henchmen a total of 57 people.

As the former chief administrator of the emperor, he took the lead in committing crimes, and he stayed in the deep palace for 20 years and others did not know him.

It seems that what he did twenty years ago can't contain fire in paper after all.

Now a fragrant green figure in front of him was prostrate, and the emperor's lips moved, and he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Chen Leng Qingtang rushed back from the Hidden Mountain Pegasus and came to meet the emperor."

The emperor raised his eyes lazily, and only asked faintly: "What is the result?" ”

"The minister has not failed in his mission, and has annihilated all the rebels hiding in the emperor's tomb, and now he has more than 1002 living mouths, and he is the remnant of the former head of Tianyanmen, Hongzun, whose leader entered the palace at night to raise a dummy, and has committed suicide with serious injuries."

Emperor Jingxiao's narrow eyes suddenly provoked, and there was a hint of edge in his eyes, and he asked in a deep voice:

"Where are the corpses?"

"The ministers are afraid that the bloody body will be polluted, so they will be included in the wooden box and carried outside the hall, how to deal with it, and hope that the saint will show it."

Emperor Jingxiao moved quietly, and a small eunuch immediately knelt in front of his feet, and bent to step on the dragon boots for the emperor.

The emperor was supported by him and paced back and forth, his deep gaze did not look at Leng Qingtang:

"Bring it into the temple."

Leng Qingtang lowered his head and moved his lips slightly, as if there was a sneer hidden in the corner of his mouth:

"Obey."

Cheng Wanli outside the hall made a look, and soon the wooden box entered the hall and fell steadily to the ground, and a dull sound immediately sounded in the empty hall, which shook into the ears.

The emperor turned around suddenly, the dragon's sleeve yellow robe flew in the air, and his dim eyes became sharp and frosty at this moment.

"Open the box for me!"

Gonggong Zhang was a little worried, the shelter of the true dragon emperor should be clean, not only are there dead people entering now, but the emperor also has to go to inspect the corpse in person without avoiding taboos, what if the holy car is disturbed?

The emperor was dissatisfied, and his gloomy eyes glanced at Gonggong Zhang, and he pulled his face and said sharply:

"I am the Ninety-Five, this lonely ghost will only play tricks when he is alive, and he can't do anything about me, now that I'm dead, I still want a living person to be afraid of him? Admiral Dongchang, go and open the lid of the box for me! ”

"The emperor is angry, and the ministers obey the order."

Leng Qingtang seemed to be smiling, and went to the wooden box to uncover the heavy nailed lid with his own hands, looking at the cold curled up corpse inside, a pair of clear eyes flashed.

Emperor Jingxiao walked closer with his hands in his hand, and his complexion was tense for a while, hiding a little panic.

The person in the wooden box had been dead for a long time, and his body was slightly swollen, and there was a smell of blood but not too old.

His face was covered by a metal mask, his facial features could not be seen clearly, Xuanyu was stained with blood, and there was an obvious wound on his right rib, on which the dark brown blood had coagulated.

"Come, take off his mask so I can see his face!"

Leng Qingtang waved his hands and did as he was told, and the corpse took off its mask, revealing a handsome and gray face.

When the emperor looked at it for a long time, the expression on his face changed unpredictably, and then the tail of his eyebrows couldn't help jumping, and a stream of yin qi swept across his spine. In an instant, the blood around his body was like a coagulation, and his body was unconscious.

Leng Qingtang noticed that something was wrong and hurriedly closed the lid of the wooden box, and the sound of "clang" woke up Emperor Jingxiao. His narrow eyes were stretched out, and two fierce flames were clustered in his eyes.

"The Admiral of Dongchang stays, and I have something to explain."

The emperor spoke, and the others did not dare to delay, and they all lifted the wooden boxes and exited the hall. Gonggong Zhang finally went out of the hall, and the door of the palace was closed immediately.

"Sure enough, it was him...... He didn't die at all, he used to play the emperor's favorite flute in the palace, and I thought of it......"

Emperor Jingxiao stood opposite Leng Qingtang with his hands in his hands, his facial features were terrifying and condensed.

The first rays of the morning light shine on the window lattice, and the intricately carved clouds reflect the half side of the cheek of the God Monarch, making his whole face overlap with yin and yang, and it looks strange.

"I wronged Zheng Ran back then, not only did he not cut Lao Jiu to the roots, but he also took someone's corpse to fool me, which was simply bullying the king."

The emperor looked directly at Leng Qingtang and said slowly, his eyes were cold and sharp, and the moment his eyes cracked, it was like a sharp sword, penetrating Leng Qingtang's heart without any barrier, and seeing through what he wanted to see.

Leng Qingtang bowed to the top and arched his hand, and the moment he lowered his head, his phoenix's eyes widened, and the fierce light inside flashed.

The corners of his mouth poured out a grin, and the handsome man's eyebrows were full of frost, but his posture was humble:

"Although Hu Shun is dead now, the rebel party in Yinshan is still alive, as long as the emperor orders, the minister is willing to send someone to escort a few people to confirm the identity of this corpse."

The emperor is suspicious by nature, and his words are quite meaningful, deliberately recalling the old things, using Baishuiguan as a metaphor for the present, and exploring Leng Qingtang's reaction.

Indeed, it is easy for Dongchang to find a random corpse from the Fan Wei who died in the counterinsurgency to be the stand-in for the masked man.

How could Leng Qingtang not be able to hear the emperor's words, so he simply came to the army without getting tired of deceit, and turned the emperor's army upside down to see his performance.

Sure enough, as he expected, the emperor immediately smiled on his back and walked back to the front of the dragon couch.

Leng Qingtang had great eyesight, and stepped forward to serve the emperor and wear clothes and crowns.

The emperor raised his hands flat and was played by Leng Qingtang, his eyebrows converged and his gaze was empty, and he said in a rambling voice:

"You can be trusted. Lao Jiu, Lao Jiu, since he escaped from the pursuit back then, isn't it beautiful to live in the world, but he wants to fight against me, and he died at my hands after all......"

Leng Qingtang bent down to collect the jade belt for the emperor, and replied:

"The emperor's true dragon's life, anyone who commits rebellion, disloyalty and unkindness has only one way to die."

Emperor Jingxiao raised his eyebrows and nodded with a chuckle:

"Well, you have always been the most practical, and you are a hundred times smarter than that Pei Ru. Back then, I intended to cultivate her, and it was clear that I would marry her to Zheng Ran, but I didn't want her to become a raccoon dog with Zheng Ran in the end. ”

Full of hatred like a raging flame burning his heart, his limbs and bones were in pain, and the man without a man was still as silent as a quiet lake, and the wind could not stir up half a wave. The ten fingers with distinct bones flatten the corners of the silky clothes, and the movements are skillful without stagnation.

"Hu Shun's henchmen are still locked up in the court at the moment, and how to deal with it requires the emperor's decree."

"Later, I will issue an order to comb and sentence those fifty-seven people, and display them together with the wooden boxes in the noon gate square to whip their corpses. Ordered the civil and military officials and palace attendants to go to watch the execution. Let them know that this is the fate of those who disrespect the emperor and are disloyal to me. As for the one hundred and two of the hidden mountains, they were buried alive on the spot, so that they could always follow the emperor. Well, you go down and do something. ”

The emperor waved his hand.

"Wechen retired."

Leng Qingtang bowed all the way and exited the Qinming Palace.

When he turned around, his complexion changed suddenly, Leng Qingtang walked down the marble jade steps step by step, his fists clenched in his sleeves, and the mist condensed on his facial features was difficult to disperse, making people unable to distinguish his expression.

He deceived Emperor Jingxiao to believe that the ninth son of the emperor "Hua Nanhe" born to the first emperor and Concubine Lan in Xiyi was dead, but he was unable to save many other lives. This blood debt will one day need to be demanded from the person sitting on the dragon chair!