"Minister Hu Guangyu (Lee Kwang-so) knocks to see my emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Hu Guangyu and Li Guangzhu, who were dressed in red court clothes, came to the main hall under the false guidance of the eunuchs. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Emperor Qianpan sat behind the dragon case, his face was joyless and sad, and he looked like a wooden man. The eyes were blurred, as if they were pretending to sleep, and everyone couldn't tell for a while.

The chief eunuch Li Defu didn't know when he was already standing on the high platform, his face was serious.

Emperor Qianpan didn't seem to hear the greetings of the two, and looked at the folds in his hand, his brows furrowed slightly. It was as if some militaristic matter was giving him a headache.

Hu Guangyu and Li Guangzhu exchanged glances, and a trace of helplessness floated in their hearts.

Knowing that Emperor Qianpan had the intention to beat, the two of them naturally would not rashly go to ask for peace again. Li Defu, the chief eunuch of the ceremonial eunuch, didn't seem to see the minister who was kneeling on the ground, and his face rose a little lazy, as if he had just woken up.

Although the other ministers had some complaints in their hearts, Hu Guangyu, who was the minister of Zhongshu Province, and Li Guangzhu, a member of the subordinate province, did not squeak, and they naturally did not dare to offend Long Yan.

After a long while, when everyone's legs and feet were a little sore. The head of the Qiandi Pan was lifted from the pile of papers, as if he had just found everyone. His eyes returned to clarity, and he said apologetically:

"I was a little tired just now, and I didn't even notice the arrival of the lords. ”

"Companion, why didn't you remind me, an old slave. Don't hurry up and help the ministers up. ”

The chief eunuch Li Defu showed a trace of distress on his face, and said in a somewhat choked voice:

"The old slave saw that His Majesty was working hard, and he really couldn't bear to disturb him. ”

"Hey!"

"You, an old slave, are also loyal, and if there is such a thing in the future, you must tell me as soon as possible, don't be anxious about the ministers and princes, and delay the military affairs, only you ask!"

Emperor Qianpan's face was solemn, and after a little blame, he turned his head and asked.

"What is the matter with your ministers?"

Standing underneath, I felt the numbness and soreness in my legs and feet. There was a hint of strangeness on the faces of the ministers.

They knew that reprimanding the old eunuch was just a prevarication for Emperor Qian.

However, they did not dare to attack, and could only slander in their hearts.

Hu Guangyu and Lee Kwang-so exchanged a vague look, and they both saw worry in each other's eyes.

Emperor Qian's plate knocked on them, which was not a kind of signal. That is, the king of men is very dissatisfied with their behavior today.

But they looked at the courtiers on their bodies and knew that now they were ready to send them.

Thinking of this, Hu Guangyu walked out hard, raised the wat in his hand, and said loudly:

"Your Majesty, the minister wants to impeach the king of Chengjun, and the king of Chengjun relies on the identity of the emperor's relatives and relatives to do whatever he wants in Beijun, and the people's resentment is boiling. Now he is even imprisoning His Majesty to personally seal the "Zhenguo" Situ Sentence, and instructing the soldiers to beat Confucianism, and the literary world is shaken. The Confucian students of Beijun were even forced to take to the streets, running and shouting!"

Emperor Qianpan sat there quietly, he had been dictatorial for a long time, and he naturally had a momentum on his body. Whether it is Hu Guangyu or Lee Kwang-so, in front of him, it is as if he has encountered a natural enemy, and he does not dare to be presumptuous in the slightest.

It's not just them, even those martial artists like Hou Bo, who have been on the battlefield for a long time, are as docile as sheep in front of Emperor Qian.

This is also the biggest reliance on Emperor Qianpan's courage to cut the domain.

That is, whether it is an arrogant soldier or a high-ranking civil servant, he does not dare to have any presumptuousness in front of Emperor Qian.

As long as Emperor Qianpan does not die, no one dares to rebel.

Hu Guangyu and Li Guangzhu saw that Emperor Qianpan had no reaction on his face, no sadness or joy, so that people couldn't guess his thoughts at all. I can't help but feel anxious in my heart.

They secretly observed the expression of the Qiandi Pan through the cracks in the jade wat. Whenever Emperor Qianpan frowned slightly, their hearts couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

"King Chengjun colluded with Zongmen Yuqing Dao to attack Zhibei County, and even wantonly cultivated forces in Beijun. It seems to be a bad act. ”

Emperor Qianpan's face was gloomy, but he did not show a clear attitude. Seeing that Emperor Qianpan showed no signs of anger, the two of them couldn't help but become a little bolder, and continued:

"The ministers believe that what King Chengjun has done has violated the teachings of the sage, and even more violated the law of the Great Qian, and he should be stripped of his title of county king to set an example, and I implore Your Majesty to ask for a holy judgment!"

Emperor Qian's face changed color suddenly, like an enraged lion, the shiny palm like jade slapped heavily on the dragon case, the fold, the brush, paperweight and other things were shaken away by the huge force, fell to the ground, black ink sprinkled on the white paper, polluted the fold.

also made Hu Guangyu and Lee Kwang-so's hearts sink to the bottom, and their eyes showed a look of horror.

"That's a big guts!"

Emperor Qianpan's face was gloomy and he shouted angrily, and the dragon qi in the air seemed to feel the anger in Emperor Qianpan's heart, and let out a roar that shook the sky.

The red aura that enveloped the palace formed a series of divine dragons, like spiritual snakes, and like domesticated domestic dogs meekly surrounding the body of the Qiandi Pan.

Under the backdrop of the dragon's energy, the Qiandi plate is as majestic as the Emperor of Heaven. Anyone who dares to offend his majesty will be rejected by heaven and earth.

One piece!

Nijo!

Three of a kind!

Four of a kind!

Gojo!

Five divine dragons appeared behind the Qiandi Pan, and these divine dragons roared angrily, adding to his majesty.

These five dragons symbolize the way of the king of the Qiandi Pan, and they are also the symbol of the great Qian's national fortune.

Ninety-five Supreme!

These five divine dragons represent that the fate of the Qiandi Pan is the Ninety-Five Supreme. Instead of the prime minister of heaven and earth, mountains and rivers are unspeakably expensive.

When the fortunes of the country become more and more prosperous, and the number of divine dragons is derived to nine, the Qiandi Pan will become the existence of the ancient kings, and will become the co-lord of the world.

His life will also change from the ninety-five supreme to the ninety-nine!

Whether it is a man, a god, or a demon, you must obey his commands.

You can even establish your own heavenly court above the sky, enshrine your courtiers as gods, and lay a true foundation for eternal invincibility.

If anyone dared to peep at them, the red dragon would show its claws and let out a clear dragon groan.

Hu Guangyu and Lee Kwang-so's heads seemed to be hit with a heavy hammer, and there was a buzzing sound in their ears as if they had been struck by a thunderbolt.

It was as if they were being targeted by a prehistoric beast, and the two of them had an indescribable fear in their hearts. The back was sweating profusely, and the wind blew, and there was a cool and cold feeling in an instant.

Although they are in a high position in the eyes of outsiders, every time they face the increasingly majestic Qiandi Pan, the two always have a feeling of accompanying the king like a tiger.

It's terrible!

Qiandi Pan is definitely the most terrible person today, there is no one.

Perhaps only a few people such as Yu Xuanji, who has achieved Confucian semi-saints, or Mengshenji, the leader of the Taoist Taishang Sect, are qualified to compete with him.

Everyone else is a slave in front of Emperor Qian.

Only by experiencing it in person can we appreciate the horror of the Qiandi plate.

The two of them fell to their knees with sluggish expressions, they only felt as if their hearts were being clenched heavily with their palms, their chests were indescribably uncomfortable, and even their breathing became a little unsmooth.

The other low-ranking courtiers were even more unbearable, kneeling on the ground in fear, their buttocks pouting, like ostriches, burying their heads deep in the depths.