Capital.

It was rainy, sometimes lightning pierced the sky, and sometimes thunder rolled.

Yan Jing returned to the capital in such weather.

There was no good weather all the way.

Poor was supposed to travel for three days, but they walked for three or three days, and the guards who accompanied them were nine out of ten people caught a cold.

Miraculously, most of the people in the Qincha brigade were sick, but Yan Jing, who was the Qincha, was safe and sound, eating and sleeping when he lay down.

The Qincha brigade entered Beijing, and Yan Jing bathed and changed his clothes as soon as possible, and then entered the palace to ask for a meeting.

The Qiantian Temple is the place where Emperor Yongping deals with state affairs.

When Yan Jing arrived at the Qiantian Palace, there were people in the Qiantian Palace.

Coincidentally, the person who met him was the Marquis of Dingbei, who was now in the limelight.

"Yuanshu, you're a little late when you come back!"

After Yan Jing greeted Emperor Yongping, Emperor Yongping smiled and said, "Come, tell me, what kind of person is my eldest nephew?" ”

"Back to the saint, because the words on the holy decree are poor, Xu Huaiyi does not dare to serve the edict, and the minister has already brought the holy decree back!"

Yan Jing bowed, took out the carefully kept holy decree from his sleeve, held it with both hands, and raised it above his head.

And with Yan Jing's words, Emperor Yongping, who was still smiling just now, instantly sank his face.

Dingbei Hou, who was accompanying him, also changed his face and fell to his knees.

"Holy Lord, the child has no form, the son is not the fault of the father, and the minister is willing to accept it on behalf of the child!"

Dingbei Hou knelt on the ground and spoke sincerely.

Emperor Yongping glanced at Dingbei Hou, said lightly, "Why did my brother-in-law say this?" Get up, I am not a faint king, how can I condemn my great nephew because of this? ”

"Yan Jing, tell me, what's wrong with this holy decree?"

After Emperor Yongping finished talking to Dingbei Hou, he didn't care whether Dingbei Hou stood up or not, he turned his head and looked at Yan Jing.

"Back to the Holy One!"

"In terms of will, Xu Huaiyi is the eldest son of the Marquis of Dingbei. However, Xu Huaiyi thinks that he is the eldest son of the Marquis of Dingbei, and the difference of one word, he does not dare to have the grace of his biological mother, so he does not dare to obey the edict! ”

Later, Xu Huaiyi learned that his mother had been abandoned by the Xu Mansion, and he himself was also famous from the Xu family tree. Therefore, he did not dare to obey the edict! ”

Yan Jing did not mention the role played by Zhao Bingzhi in it, not because he was afraid of the Zhao family, but because he didn't want to cause trouble.

Emperor Yongping sat on the dragon chair and was silent for a long time.

Dingbei Hou was still kneeling, his face expressionless, but his clenched fists showed that his heart was not at peace.

His wife was divorced, and his eldest son was removed from the family tree, and he didn't know anything about these things.

"How can there be such a thing?"

Emperor Yongping sighed faintly, his gaze swept over the body of the Marquis of Dingbei, and said lightly, "However, since this is a private matter within the Xu clan, it is not easy for me to interfere with it. ”

"Then this will be enough!"

"Holy Lord, then, how should this Xu Huaiyi's work be rewarded?"

After Emperor Yongping made a decision, Yan Jing followed up and asked.

"Merit should be rewarded, and there should be punishment. Xu Huaiyi refused to obey the edict, and I did not hold him accountable, so the power should be offset by merit and demerit! ”

Emperor Yongping waved his hand casually, signaling that the matter was over.

He is a high emperor, the holy decree is rejected, does he not want to lose face?

However, at the moment when Emperor Yongping finished speaking, a thunderbolt fell from the sky and slashed on the roof of the Qiantian Temple.

In the rolling thunder, the roof of the majestic Qiantian Temple was instantly split open a hole in the boss.

The glazed tiles on the roof are falling.

"Holy Beware!"

Dingbei Hou came out of the battlefield in the end, came back to his senses in an instant, and with a flying pounce, he used his body to protect Emperor Yongping, who was still confused.

Dingbei Hou himself was smashed by the glazed tiles falling from the roof of the Qiantian Palace.