Chapter 530: The Storm Rises in the Palace
"Wowhaha, it's still my old black cow! Kill six! The Black Jiao King said with a hearty smile.
"Know you cow! Recover quickly, and if there are enemies lurking nearby, you'll be their first target in your current state! ”
"Oh! You protect the Dharma for me! I need to recover quickly. "Don't look at the Black Jiao King who killed six men in black, if he is allowed to fight the men in black again now, then I am afraid it will be him lying on the ground.
"Teacher, do you know who sent these people?" Huangfu Kai frowned, and there was a breath of anger in his heart.
"Who else? Queen Mother! The ten warriors are all in the same imperial realm and have successfully cultivated, and the path of enlightenment is the path of darkness. In our imperial court, only the Situ family knows this well.
It's just that I'm afraid that even the queen didn't expect that such a big battle would be solved by us.
Hehe, if only we could appear in front of her now, maybe we could scare her into a heart attack. ”
"Teacher, I still don't understand something. Why did you decide that it was the Queen Mother who sent someone to intercept us, and not someone else? ”
"Because of all your opponents, only the Emperor Fu Conglong poses the greatest threat to you, and the others are vulnerable. And I also suspect that he should have resorted to external forces, and behind him, there is a hidden force lurking. ”
"Huh?" Suddenly, there was a sharp change in the face of the detached man.
"Divorce, what's wrong? Is there something changing in the palace? Miao Junfeng was not surprised by his expression, but asked the one thing he wanted to know most at the moment.
"Your Excellency is like a god, and there has indeed been a change in the palace.
I just learned from the summons that the saint has fallen ill, and now all government affairs are handled by the Political Cabinet and military affairs are handled by the Military Cabinet Pavilion. As for the saint, he was taken care of by the queen, and it was difficult for many people to see him. ”
"Xiao Kai, when you hear this news, you should believe the teacher! We've got to get back quickly, and the later we go, the worse it will be for you.
The saint is only sick now, and his consciousness is still sober, if he can't suppress the injuries in his body, the queen will probably act immediately to let the second prince succeed to the throne! ”
"Teacher! Probably not! There is still the Emperor Taishang in the palace, and there are many old ministers! They won't just watch it happen. ”
"They really won't watch this happen, they will get enough benefits from the queen or other forces.
It doesn't matter who the emperor's position is, as long as they can get more benefits on the basis of their vested interests, they won't be in charge of the battle for the throne!
As for the Emperor Taishang, he will not show up easily until the time to shake the foundation of the imperial court. When he cultivated to a state like his, there was no point in secular disputes, and only the Tao was what he was interested in. ”
"Teacher, is the competition set by my father still meaningful? As things stand, what if we win this competition? ”
"Of course it makes sense, how do you know that the Holy One is really sick? Why don't you think he's testing a few of your princes and some important ministers in the court?
The holy will is unpredictable, our saint is not a layman, among the gods and emperors of the past dynasties, his qualifications are enough to rank in the forefront. I think he must have done this with a deep intention.
Therefore, we must rush back to the palace at once and report to him about the Eurasian city.
Lao Hei, thank you for your hard work! Let's fly straight back! ”
"Okay!" The Black Jiao King didn't say a word, and directly turned into a black Jiao of the head of the Zhang, and let Miao Junfeng and the others sit on his body.
With a "bang", the black Jiao rose into the air and began to shuttle through the clouds. At his current pace, he will be able to reach the palace in two days.
"Teacher, let's put everything else aside, do you think my father is really sick or fake? Can you predict how the situation will evolve next? ”
"I don't think the Holy One is sick, but poisoned! As for the next situation, I can't deduce, the key depends on the heart of the saint.
If he had been merciful, he would have been crowned king soon after. If he is decisive, it doesn't matter if the king's gift is not held, except for you, all the other princes will face the same fate. ”
Miao Junfeng's words he didn't think there was anything, but when Huangfu Kai and Lifu heard it, it was like being in the midst of stormy waves.
The saint was poisoned, which is a big deal. If you want to poison the Holy Lord, unless you are a very close person around you, otherwise, how can you be poisoned by virtue of the Holy Lord's cultivation?
"Teacher, can you finish the sentence at once? Even if we've gotten used to your rhythm, our hearts will inevitably be scared by your words. ”
"Xiao Kai, I really don't have that much to say, isn't this all what you asked? I won't tell if you don't ask. If someone asks, even if I say it, how many people will believe it?
It is imperative that we rush back to the palace as soon as possible to see the Holy One. It is only when we see the Holy One that we can know what is going on! ”
The sun rose and sunset, and early on the morning of the third day, Miao Junfeng and his party finally returned to the palace.
At this time, the palace was a little more solemn and dangerous than before, and the murderous aura was also quietly permeating the entire palace.
"What people! Dare to trespass on the palace gate? Don't you know that the palace is under martial law? The commander of the guards stood in the middle of the palace gate with a sword in his hand, and shouted.
"Bold! Does His Royal Highness the Crown Prince still need to inform you when he returns to the palace? Get out of the way! He walked to the front of the group and glared at the commander and shouted.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?" After hesitating for a moment, the commander of the guards continued to maintain an unrelenting posture and replied, "As the commander of the forbidden army, I only obey the orders of the saint. Before receiving a new order from the Holy Lord, no matter who it is, will not be allowed to enter the palace! ”
I wanted to say something more, but I was patted on the shoulder by Miao Junfeng. After a beat, he respectfully took three steps back.
"Holy command? That's what you just said! Are you weak-hearted? Is it someone who commanded you to stay here, or did the Holy Providence tell you to stand here?
Will and command are two different concepts, are you talking a little casually? ”
"Who are you?" The commander of the guards saw that Miao Junfeng was dressed as a scholar, and the confidence on his body seemed to surge up again.
"Who am I? If you are really the commander of the forbidden army of the Imperial Palace, how can you not even know me? I am the prince of the court, and the saint is the best and handsome in the imperial history. ”
In the Westerners, Miao Junfeng's name is not famous, but in the imperial court, in this imperial capital, Miao Junfeng's name can be said to have reached the point where everyone knows it.
"You, you're Miao Junfeng? Shouldn't you—" The Commander of the Guards was stunned by Miao Junfeng's name, and even began to speak in a difficult way.
"What should it be? Should it be dead? Get out of the way! Otherwise, I'll let you splatter your blood on the spot! Don't think that the Situ family is amazing! ”
Miao Junfeng's words were mixed with his mental power. After saying this, the commander of the guards sat down on the spot, and his eyes became dull.