"Elder Du's discernment, the juniors don't dare to doubt it. But in front of His Majesty, if there is any mistake in this matter, I'm afraid..." Zhang Jiuji looked Yun Ruowu's body up and down from the corner of his eyes, coughed lightly, and then said, "I don't suspect this little brother, but if someone pretends to be someone from Yuntian Sect in the future, what should we do?" ”

Hearing Prince Long's analysis, the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty discussed one after another, and above the palace, the civil and military ministers became restless again. King Yong coughed dryly when he saw the opportunity, turned his head sideways and glanced at Li Feng behind him.

Li Feng nodded in understanding, quickly stepped out of the column and stood on the main hall, and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, this person's identity is doubtful, if someone else pretends to be a person from the Cloud Heaven Sect, wouldn't Elder Du be guilty of bullying the monarch." Weichen is also worried about the Vientiane tribe, if the evidence of the dance still hopes that Elder Du will be cautious, His Majesty will think twice. ”

Li Feng, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, took the lead in asking for his life, and then the ministers of the ministries also knelt on the ground one after another, asking Emperor Ming to thoroughly investigate Yun Ruowu's identity. King Yong stood aside, his eyes closed, with an attitude of not caring about himself, deaf to the pleas of his ministers.

And Du Pingye on the side finally understood that this group of people was just pretending to be troubled by Zhang Jiuji of the Shenlong clan. If he didn't have further evidence, Emperor Ming might find it difficult for him to report Yun Ruowu.

Emperor Ming looked at the situation of the Manchu Dynasty ministers kneeling three times and bowing nine times and constantly asking for orders, and then looked at Du Yun in front of the eight tribes, moved his body back slightly, leaned the dragon body on the back of the royal couch, and looked down at the people kneeling on the temple with sharp eyes, and suddenly felt a trace of inexplicable helplessness.

Since King Yong was in prison, he has vigorously supported his cronies, and the important members of various ministries have long installed their cronies. Although this matter was led by the Ministry of Rites Shangshu Li Feng, the ministers who knelt behind him accounted for almost half of the courtiers of the Luofu Dynasty.

Du Yun walked quickly to the middle of the hall, coughed dryly, and shouted to the ministers, "Yun Ruowu's identity, presumably Elder Du will definitely give you an explanation." In order to get the emperor out of an embarrassing situation, he had to throw this hot potato to Du Pingye.

"Yes, the person was brought by you Du Pingye, can't you say yes?"

"Du Pingye, what evidence do you have to prove that this person is the orphan of Yuntian Sect?"

“... Maybe it's an imposter from your Vientiane tribe. ”

"Who are you? Recruit from the truth! ”

Above the main hall, the voices of the ministers questioned one after another, Yun Ruowu was so frightened that he fell to the ground, his whole body was trembling, and his eyes and pupils were staring at the group of fat-looking courtiers.

Fortunately, the sword and the moon on the side protected him behind him, otherwise he would have been frightened by the ministers and fled, and he didn't have the calm and relaxed appearance of the people at the beginning.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Emperor Ming pondered, looked at Du Pingye among the eight clans, and said slowly, "I believe that Elder Du Pingye will give me and you Aiqing a satisfactory answer." ”

The ministers above the hall stopped talking, and all moved their eyes to Du Pingye. Each of them looked at each other coldly, eager to eat it in one bite.

Du Pingye came out of the ranks of the eight tribes, came to Yun Ruowu's side, helped him up, and said in a low voice, "Don't embarrass Yun Tianzong, stand up straight!" ”

Du Pingye let out a low voice, but Yun Ruowu listened very sincerely, and he silently reminded himself in his heart that he must not embarrass his master, senior brother, and Yun Tianzong no matter what.

Yun Ruowu said "um", standing respectfully beside Du Pingye, and Jian Mingyue used his body to block the strange eyes of the ministers on the left.

After Du Pingye bowed to Emperor Ming, his pupils contracted slightly, and he looked at the ministers in the hall, and sneered, "You ask me, is he a disciple of Yuntian Sect?" Have you ever wondered if he wasn't a disciple of the Cloud Heaven Sect, why would an assassin be willing to take the risk of entering the palace to assassinate? If he wasn't a disciple of the Cloud Heaven Sect, why was he hunted down and killed by people in Dongshan? If he wasn't a disciple of the Yuntian Sect, why was Yun Wenxin's Baiyun Sword in his hands? ”

A hint of excitement flashed in Du Pingye's eyes, and after asking three times in a row, the ministers were speechless and didn't know how to answer.

"Baiyun Sword may have been stolen by this kid from Tianyun Mountain!" In the hall, a whisper came from nowhere.

Du Pingye didn't care who asked, he laughed loudly, "Steal? Who is Yun Wenxin? Where is the Cloud Heaven Sect? How can the Baiyun Sword be stolen by one person? ”

asked three questions in a row, which made everyone in the hall silent, and even His Royal Highness King Yong, who stood at the head of the six departments and nine qings, was amazed, but he didn't expect Du Pingye to be so difficult to deal with, worthy of being the great elder of the Vientiane tribe.

"Even if the Baiyun Sword is in his hand, it doesn't necessarily prove that he is a disciple of the Yuntian Sect, right?" I don't know who it is, and I asked a question that made the ministers laugh.

The people who can stand on the Longque Hall of the Luofu Dynasty, no one knows Yuntian Sect, and no one knows Baiyun Sword. The Baiyun Sword is a sword handed down by the sect masters of the Yuntian Sect in the past dynasties, and people who are not from the sect cannot see the truth at all.

Emperor Ming, who was leaning on the dragon couch with his back, already understood that the six questions asked by Du Pingye himself must have been answered in his heart. He waved his hand and motioned for his ministers to be quiet. "Since you said that the Baiyun Sword is in the hands of this young man, let him present it, and let him present it."

If Yun Ruowu can control the Baiyun Sword, he must be the orphan of Yun Tianzong, if he can't, it will be a bitter trick directed and acted by Du Pingye.

"Obey" Du Pingye bowed down, looked back at Yun Ruowu with a predetermined expression, and said in a low voice, "Xiao Wu, you present the Baiyun Sword, and let Your Majesty witness your Yuntian Sect's Sect Master Sword." ”

Where the Li royal family raised troops, in order to show the dignity of the eight tribes, Gaozu specially gave all ethnic groups to go to the palace with swords, and the palace praised and worshipped. But when it was passed to Emperor Wu, the Li clan relied on the armor-breaking army and the Kunwu army to level the universe in one fell swoop, and the clans and elders of all ethnic groups no longer had this honor when they saw His Majesty. Outside the Dragon Que Palace, the swords and blades of the elders, deacons and attachés of the eight tribes were kept by the attendants of the inner court.

Du Yun gave a look to an inner court attendant at the door, signaled him to give an order, and ordered someone to immediately present Yun Ruowu's sword to the palace for His Majesty and the civil and military ministers to appreciate.

Everyone in the hall stood in place, waiting for the attendants of the inner court to present Yun Ruowu's sword, and after a while, there was still no trace.

A hint of worry flashed in the corner of Du Yun's eyes, and he walked quickly to the gate of the Longque Palace, and asked the attendant beside him, "What happened?" What about Yun Ruowu's sword? ”

The attendant knelt down nervously and whispered guilty, "Duke Du forgives the sin, the little one has questioned everyone, but he doesn't see Yun Ruowu's sword." ”

"Who is the attendant in charge of receiving Yun Ruowu's sword?" Du Yun scolded coldly.

The dozens of attendants of the inner court who knelt outside the corridor of the hall all knelt on the ground, and none of them dared to make a sound, and they all lowered their heads on the inky stone slabs.

"Why don't you look for it!" Du Yun shouted angrily at everyone.