Fengtian Dynasty, the current Son of Heaven - Zhang Jian looked at the person in front of him with a frightened face.

There is such a bold and reckless ...... in the world Monk?

Zhang Jian is fifty-two this year, has reigned for thirteen years, and is a very mediocre emperor.

During his reign, it belonged to the period of decline of the Mukden Dynasty.

Of course, this is not his responsibility, but Zhang Jian himself is not an emperor who is eloquent and wants to make contributions.

It belongs to the type of "clocking in and out, getting by".

What, there is a rebellion somewhere, what, let the people of the national division go with the army.

What, a great drought somewhere? What's that, it's not too much for the national teacher to send someone to downgrade a rain, right?

A monster hurts people somewhere, hey, national teacher, this is your job.

This year's wind and rain are smooth, and the harvest is good, and it must be that I, the emperor, deserve it well, and the heavens will reward me.

Don't worry about small things, you have your own ministers to solve them.

Don't worry about big things, you have your own offerings, and the state religion Qianqing Sect is on top.

What is called the rule of inaction, what is called the rule of the vertical arch, this is it.

From birth to being a prince to being an emperor.

Zhang Jian has never even gone out of the imperial city in his life.

He originally thought that he could live his life so nourishingly, just like his long-lived father and long-lived grandfather.

Unexpectedly, in a short period of time, big things followed one after another.

made the entire dynasty turbulent, and now even he himself has been tied up by strongmen!

And then what does this person say?

There are youkai in the court?

Just kidding, there must be monsters in the court, and the two ancestors have already cut them down.

Seeing Zhang Jian's embarrassed smile, Yang Que continued: "It doesn't matter if you don't believe it, anyway, when the civil and military officials are coming, you can see the truth of the matter if you cooperate with me." ”

"Okay, I'll see if what you say is true or false." After stabilizing his expression, Zhang Jian said in a serious and deep tone, showing the demeanor of the Son of Heaven.

On the surface, it's actually a matter of giving in on the spot – do what you want.

As a punch-in emperor, his biggest advantage is that he can carry it clearly.

Yang Que gave Zhang Jian a thumbs up, it's great that you can cooperate like this.

The civil and military officials came to the Zhengda Guangming Hall with anxious faces one after another.

If in the past, when they heard the death knell, they wouldn't have done so, just tidy up their clothes, go to the court with a hint of grief.

There, naturally, have you ever seen a real person, but you have been friends with the portrait god for a long time, or you have only seen it once, that is, the ancestor who appeared when the Son of Heaven died to control the situation and announce the new emperor's accession.

Everything is in order.

But now, everyone basically knows that the worship is missing, and even the Qianqing Sect has been wiped out inexplicably.

In this case, the death knell is still ringing, and the matter is terrible.

If the emperor really died, would the tragic struggle for imperial power in the history books happen?

No one has experienced it, and they are very panicked.

The Fengtian Dynasty was not without a struggle for succession, but the core of that struggle was to win over and curry favor with Emperor Laozi.

Very few people died, and even blood was rare.

Because no one can figure out where the bottom line of the struggle of the two worshippers is, they can only keep rising.

In short, the emperor said that whoever is the crown prince is orthodox.

The two worshippers support it, and that's fine.

Then let's just be a little bit more reasonable, please the emperor Lao Tzu, and by the way, it is enough to win over the ministers.

It's not a shame to please your father.

Therefore, when they saw Zhang Jian sitting upright on the dragon chair, the civil and military officials were relieved, fortunately, the emperor was still there.

There is no need for a bitter struggle for imperial power.

However, the bell also reminded them that the sky was about to change, and they could no longer be the same as before.

"Your Majesty, who has something unspeakable to make the bell ring nine times in a row?"

The prime minister, the head of the hundred officials, came out and asked, this is an old man, more than seventy, but he is still very healthy.

Now who dies is the most important thing, and as for the stranger standing next to the emperor, it can be ignored for the time being.

"It's not anyone, it's the imperial court!"

Zhang Jian looked at Yang Que next to him, saw him nodding, and reluctantly started the performance, "It's the imperial court that is going to die!" ”

The faces of the civil and military officials changed.

"Why did Your Majesty say that?" The prime minister took another step forward, slightly angry.

Zhang Jian waved his hand: "In the court, there are monsters!" ”

A group of people looked at each other, and from the surface, they couldn't see any clues.

It's possible that they don't even know that they are monsters, and some of them have amazing acting skills.

It takes a detective to find clues, reason on the spot, and determine who is the culprit - no, who is the half-demon.

Now, Yang Que is the detective.

I saw that Detective Yang Que used the prop - "Detective Eye", okay, the criminals have all been determined, and the next step is to identify them.

Yang Que bent down slightly, approached Zhang Jian, and began to report the location.

Zhang Jian's eyelids jumped when he heard this, and he began to order people, one point was more than a dozen.

There was a lap of distance around those people.

Fortunately, the hall is big enough, and it doesn't feel crowded even now.

"Let's take a look, when the court is a scholar, the six Shangshu, which one is not gray temples, which one is not the pillar of the court, and which one is not my sons and daughters. They're rotten, they're monsters, and my heart is going to break! ”

With a breath of relief, Zhang Jian began to perform.

"Your Majesty......"

The prime minister who was not ordered was full of consternation, is the emperor crazy?

Zhang Jian stretched out his hand to stop the prime minister from speaking, and gradually got better: "The ancestor handed over the country to me, but it became like this, I am heartbroken!" I am guilty of the country! Ashamed of my ancestors, ashamed of the Emperor of Heaven, I can't wait to remove myself!

"And you, although you are standing on the shore with a high sound, are you so clean?

"I advise you, turn your heart and lungs out, wash them, dry them, and pick them up. It is now becoming more and more clear to me that Mukden's troubles are not outside. But at the imperial court! It's in this Hall of Light!

"In the court, there are monsters!"

During a performance, Zhang Jian suddenly felt comfortable and refreshed.

If you are usually fine, "Your Majesty can't do this", "Your Majesty can't do it", you will be scolded for building a garden.

Even if you are scolded, you won't fix it in the end, which is very excessive.

Today, I can finally slap this group of people, it's so cool!

"Your Majesty, why are you talking nonsense?" The old prime minister was so angry that he almost started scolding.

When the storm is shaking, why are you still playing this play?

"Lie?" Zhang Jian patted the armrest and looked at Yang Que next to him, "Yang Zhenren, let this group of monsters reveal their true form today!" ”

Yang Que took a step forward, pointed to one of the half-demons and said, "Don't look at it, it's you, you have a bloody qi that is not weak, others may be innocent, but you may not."

"Show me my original form!"

After that, without waiting for everyone to react, a punch was thrown.

What, the evidence? Detectives never need evidence to handle a case, as long as they tell the truth, criminal modus operandi, etc., the murderer will fall to his knees and admit it with tears in his eyes.

Now Yang Que is "telling the truth".

The other party immediately fell to his knees and admitted it with bitter tears.

The wind swept through the entire hall in an instant, making it impossible for some of the emaciated to stand.

The energy is surging, and it hurts people in the air.

And it's very precise, just for one person.

The current Yang Que is no longer what he was at the beginning, he is simply powerful and fast.