In the palace, it is said that no one is allowed to enter or leave after the palace is banned. But Duan Lang has a golden token, just like His Majesty's personal guard, and no one dares to stop him. What's more, there was a lot of noise in the palace, and ordinary palace guards thought that General Duan was in danger.

Delong, the Seventh Prince, who was resting in the Holy Pavilion, was pulled up from the couch by Duan Lang. Knowing that Duan Lang was going to take him to the Heavenly Master Palace, the Seventh Prince Delong couldn't help but ask strangely.

"Duan Lang, do you think that the Heavenly Master Hall will be safer than the palace? Besides, when the father and emperor reach such a point, how can this prince not be by his side. ”

"Don't ask, Wei Dong is likely to take refuge in Yu Ban. While Your Majesty still has a breath to go, you must leave the palace. Otherwise, you may never get out. ”

"What? Impossible, my ministers of the Great Xia ancestral system are not allowed to participate in court politics. He Wei Dong really dared to do this, even if Dezhang ascended the throne, the courtiers would not let him go. ”

"Don't be stupid, the courtiers will definitely be purged at that time, and he will be content with an old eunuch hiding and living a stable life for the rest of his life, who can take care of the ancestral system. Hurry up, the danger will increase by one point if you are late. If you can't even get out of the palace gate, Lao Tzu will bring more people to have a fart. ”

Duan Lang couldn't help but say something, and forcibly left the palace with the Seventh Prince. He thought that he would be intercepted, but he didn't expect that leaving the palace would be very smooth, and the palace guards did not interrogate him except for saluting the two of them.

In the Heavenly Master Palace, Duan Lang explained the analysis in detail. Zhang Ruming also felt that the analysis was very reasonable, because when he was still the Imperial Heavenly Master, he knew that Wei Dong and Yu Ban had a very close relationship.

Looking at the sharp knife in Duan Lang's hand, the face of the Seventh Prince Delong also changed.

"Yes, this is indeed a thing in the palace. And~. The Seventh Prince paused slightly.

"And what?" Zhang Ruming asked.

"This style of knife is not forbidden in the palace, it is just ~ the eunuch's purification knife. However, such a delicate cleansing knife is only treasured by a very small number of great eunuchs. They kept it just for a thought, and the consul eunuch in my garden also had one, but it was not as delicate. ”

As soon as the Seventh Prince Delong said this, Duan Lang and Zhang Ruming looked at each other, confirming their guess even more. Now that there is a crisis in the palace, the battle for the throne of the Seven Princes has added another layer of variables. The three of them looked sad and began to think about how to cope with the next changes.

After Ah Zhu was fed the medicinal soup, although his face was not so pale, he still showed no signs of soberness. Duan Lang was preoccupied, and he didn't feel sleepy at all. Zhang Ruming, who had no heart and lungs, was drooping his head, and he snored like thunder when he spoke. Duan Lang simply let the Seventh Prince also rest for a while, and sat outside the door by himself thinking about all kinds of possible accidents. Seeing that it was dawn, Duan Lang came in to see Azhu's situation, but found that Zhang Ruming, who was shameless, actually fell asleep on a couch with Azhu.

Duan Lang really wanted to throw him out, but after thinking about it, forget it, this guy can be regarded as saving Azhu's life. Duan Lang was really a little envious of Zhang Ruming, and the sky couldn't delay his eating and sleeping. Don't look at Zhang Ruming's strange ideas, but sometimes he is more like a child.

Early the next morning, many people came one after another outside the Heavenly Master Hall. When it was not enough, the outside of the hall was crowded with people. Zhang Ruming really made a lot of money, and those prayer masters exuded food, drink, money and food from time to time.

Early in the morning, the Seventh Prince asked Xiang Tian and Gu Fan to send a secret letter to Wu Guangguang, the imperial historian of the capital, and Hao Chengjian, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites. For the sake of safety, Duan Lang did not let the Seventh Prince Delong show his head again. And Zhou Guangji, Han Feng and the others also concentrated all their forces in the Heavenly Master Palace. Yutai Mingyue left Kyoto, and Duan Lang, who had no worries, began to prepare for the final fight.

Duan Lang and Zhou Guangji were discussing when they saw Liu Xi walk in, "Lord Shangguan, Duan Shuai, a few adults have already arrived in the palace, do you want to go and greet them?" ”

Zhang Ruming's eyes lit up, "Finally, there is still someone to give face to this Heavenly Master, go, go and greet him." By the way, Kiko, you should do what I tell you immediately, and you must not make a mistake. ”

"Don't worry, sir, I promise to do what you say." Liu Xi agreed.

Duan Lang glanced at Zhang Ruming suspiciously, but he didn't ask, anyway, this guy does things strangely, and if he asked, it was in vain. Duan Lang didn't let the Seventh Prince come forward, he and Zhang Ruming walked to the main hall.

In the huge prayer hall of the Heavenly Master Hall, many members of the court were talking to each other. Anyway, since the Heavenly Survey Supervisor Shangguan Xuanwu was invited, they also had to give face. No matter which prince ascends to the throne, praying for His Majesty's blessing is always justified.

Duan Lang took a simple glance and found that there were really a lot of courtiers here. But none of the real court ministers came. After all, at such a sensitive moment, it is inconvenient for them to openly support the Seven Princes.

Zhang Ruming and Duan Lang glanced at each other, and the two walked towards one of them in greeting. It can be said that among the courtiers who came to cheer, this person's identity is the most noble. He is none other than Dali Temple Qing Fancheng.

"Lord Fan, don't come unharmed." Zhang Ruming greeted with a smile.

"Lord Shangguan, General Duan, the two of you have worked very hard to resist foreign enemies in Lidu City, and Fan admires you." Fan Cheng arched his hand and said.

"Lord Fan is polite, Duan Lang is a martial artist, and it is incumbent on him to resist foreign enemies for my Great Xia." Duan Lang also said politely.

While the three of them were talking, the other courtiers came over one after another, and patted their horses with a slap. Zhang Ruming was polite while secretly looking at the sunlight outside the hall. Fortunately, it was a sunny day, otherwise his plan would have been ruined. As the morning wore on, the sun began to heat up. Zhang Ruming saw that it was almost there, and ordered everyone to prepare a blessing ceremony.

At this moment, the doors inside and outside the Heavenly Master Hall were opened, and all the closed doors and windows were removed. The prayer hall is crowded with people, but it is very bright. Duan Lang didn't know what this guy was going to do, so he had to find a secluded place to observe quietly. Duan Lang found that there were many governors of various provinces in the crowd, and they were even mixed with the arrest of the Criminal Department.

Zhang Ruming was dressed in a white Heavenly Master robe, and the expression on his face was even more sacred. In the midst of the prayer master's horn music, Zhang Ruming recited a mantra that no one could understand, and walked to the altar step by step.

Duan Langxin said that this guy is really a bit capable, he was like an old doctor when he pretended to be Lang Zhong, but now he has become a professional god stick, and even the genuine prayer master is worshiped by him.

After a set of Mongolian ceremonies, Zhang Ruming looked at the crowds of people inside and outside the hall, raised his hands and said in a thick baritone.

"Today, during the disaster of my Great Xia sword soldiers, the emperor of the country, the dragon is seriously ill. The gods of heaven, please grant me the dragon body of Emperor Kangning of Great Xia, and also grant me a peaceful life for the people. This Heavenly Master cried blood, and was willing to sacrifice his life to the gods in exchange for the blessings of my Great Xia people for a hundred years. If the gods have any revelations, reciting on the firm belief of the common people of Great Xia, please descend to the divine decree ~ coax Ni Ni Da ~ ! ”

Zhang Ruming pretended to be a ghost and lit three thick candles, and together with the candlelight here, Zhang Ruming shouted loudly, "Everyone~ kneel down and worship the gods." ”

Inside and outside the prayer hall, Hula lala suddenly fell to his knees. Even the courtiers who didn't want to kneel had to kneel down and pray for blessings. Duan Lang simply hid behind a pillar, so he didn't bother to cooperate with this magic stick.

Xiang Tiangu Fan and the others, who were hidden under the eaves diagonally opposite, saw the candlelight, and hurriedly raised the bronze mirror in their hands according to the prior agreement, and aimed at the statue of the god in the hall at different angles. As the beam of light shone on, all of a sudden, the surface of the idol glowed with layers of blue.

"Ah~The gods have appeared~!"

I don't know who shouted in the crowd, if there was some forced kneeling just now, at this moment, many people prayed loudly, as if they wanted the gods to hear his prayers. Duan Lang was also a little surprised, and he didn't know how Zhang Ruming did it.

Gu Fan Xiang Tian and the others concentrated the beam of light on the top of the statue. In less than ten breaths, a brilliant spark erupted above the head of the statue, as if a miracle had really occurred in the sunlight. Seeing the appearance of the spark, Xiang Tiangu Fan and the others quickly blocked the bronze mirror and quietly withdrew.

The sparks above the head of the idol were accompanied by white feathers. Immediately after, a yellow satin fell from the top of the main hall. A thin thread, difficult to see with the naked eye, 'floated' down to the finger of the idol with satin.

Everyone looked at it, and the courtiers' eyes widened in shock, and the silk was written with the eight big characters "Yuning is a god, and Delong is back to the throne".

Zhang Ruming seemed to be pumping the wind, and shouted loudly, "A miracle has come~ Emperor Yuning is about to become a god, and Prince Delong is the true son of the dragon~!" ”

Duan Lang's mouth opened and he couldn't wait to stuff the two eggs, this guy really dared to say that Emperor Yuning was not dead, this was simply a big rebellion.

Just when everyone was stunned, they suddenly heard 'Bell~Bell~Bell~!' In the direction of the palace, a bell rang.

Everyone poured out of the prayer hall one after another, and their eyes looked in the direction of the palace. In the backyard, the Seventh Prince's body trembled slightly.

"The death knell of the country ~ Father and Emperor ~ is gone!"

The Seventh Prince knelt down on his knees in the direction of the palace, and two lines of hot tears welled up.