Great Xia is a one-star frontier country in the King Continent, and among many countries, it ranks at the bottom of the foundation, Rao is so, and there are also cities of hundreds of ethnic groups with a population of more than 100 million.

As the hub of controlling the entire dynasty, the Jinluan Palace in the imperial city is also resplendent and filled with a majestic atmosphere.

When the sky was bright the next morning, Yang Wuzheng put on a python robe and took Xiao Qiao Zhao Yun to get ready to go.

Although he came very early, when he arrived outside the Jinluan Palace, there were already nearly 200 important ministers of the court standing in the main hall.

Most of these courtiers were over half a hundred years old, their faces were full of wealth, and they all carried a kind of majesty of the superior in their gestures.

"Hey, the Third Highness is down!"

"This time he took the initiative to lead the troops to meet the Xiliang Iron Hoof, I heard that he was defeated and returned, and now Changping City is blocked by the Xiliang Iron Hoof, and he can't even fly a bird, I'm afraid that millions of people in the whole city have been reduced to fish and meat, such a huge loss, how can he still have the face to come back?"

"Oh, this whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister, where can he run if he wants to? Now that he has returned, it is nothing more than to ask for His Majesty's forgiveness and live a cheap life. ”

"He thinks about the beauty, and he has caused such a catastrophe, even if His Majesty thinks of blood and family affection and plans to let the third highness go, the queen and the second prince may not be willing!"

In the Jinluan Palace, more than 200 important ministers obviously also saw Yang Wuzheng outside the hall, and immediately whispered, and many people were even more gloating.

"Third Highness, idlers can't go in, please don't make it difficult for the general. ”

There were more than a dozen royal guards guarding outside the hall, and one of them, a big man who seemed to be the captain on duty, glanced at Xiao Qiao and Zhao Yun, and said in a deep voice.

"You two are waiting outside the temple......"

Yang Wuzheng instructed, took a deep breath, and strode into the Jinluan Palace.

He was the prince, and with his identity, he was naturally standing in the first row, and when he walked towards the front of the main hall, Yang Wuzheng obviously felt the hostility of several old ministers.

These people are Shang Shuling, Jing Zhaoyin, the household department, and the important ministers of the Ministry of Rites.

The reason why Yang Wuzheng was so angry was because Yang Wuzheng beat their children in King Jing's Mansion last night.

"Third brother, the air is very fresh in the morning, you have to smell a few more breaths, maybe after this court, there will be no chance. ”

On the opposite side of the left, Yang Jinjue, who was in a python robe and jade belt, was squinting at Yang Wuzheng, and teased with a sneer.

"Hey, wasn't your hand broken by Zhao Yun last night? It seems that that bitch of the Xie family feels very sorry for you, she must have taken the best healing medicine from the imperial hospital and sent it to you as soon as possible, right?"

Yang Wuzheng quipped with a smile.

"You...... Yang Wuzheng, don't be complacent, wait for the next time you cry. ”

Yang Jinjue held back his anger and snorted coldly.

"The Prime Minister is here. ”

At this moment, there was a commotion in the Jinluan Palace.

I saw a man embroidered with cranes embroidered on his official uniform walking in slowly.

This man looks like he is forty or fifty years old, with an elegant temperament, and a gentle smile on his face, which makes people feel like a spring breeze.

It was the prime minister of the dynasty, Nangong Wenyuan.

"I've seen the Prime Minister......

Nangong Wenyuan is a member of Zhengyipin, the head of Wenchen, and is deeply trusted by His Majesty Yang Xiao today.

Therefore, the ministers present did not dare to slack off, and saluted Nangong Wenyuan one after another.

"Hmm!"

Nangong Wenyuan responded indifferently, and when he arrived at the front, he suddenly saw Yang Wuzheng's figure, and couldn't help frowning.

Yang Wuzheng also had a cold face.

Nangong Wenyuan is only forty years old now, and he has become the prime minister, one person under ten thousand people, all of them are supported by Yang Wuzheng's mother.

Three years ago, Yang Wuzheng reached the Silver Realm at the age of thirteen, with demonic qualifications, and was known as the top genius of the Great Xia Frontier for thousands of years.

At that time, even though Yang Wuzheng's mother had passed away for many years, Nangong Wenyuan still cared for her in every way.

But the good times didn't last long, as Yang Wuzheng was confused, the other party turned his face and didn't recognize anyone, and in the past three years, not only did he not remember his past friendship and help, but he didn't even come to see Yang Wuzheng.

It can be said that he turned his face and didn't recognize people to the limit.

"Idiot, mud can't hold up the wall. ”

Nangong Wenyuan glanced at Yang Wuzheng with disdain, and scolded.

"The Prime Minister is really self-aware, and he knows that he is a fool. ”

Although the other party's voice was very soft, Yang Wuzheng obviously heard it too, and teased him without being salty.

"You ......"

Nangong Wenyuan's breath suddenly stagnated, and his eyes were full of astonishment as he stared at Yang Wuzheng.

He really didn't expect that in the past, he would only be polite to himself, and even some groveling teenagers would fight back against him on the Jinluan Palace?

And some courtiers behind him also obviously saw the verbal battle between Yang Wuzheng and Nangong Wenyuan, and a touch of ridicule appeared on the corner of their mouths.

In their opinion, Yang Wuzheng dared to appear in the Jinluan Hall today, and there was absolutely no good end.

The one who hit Nangong Wenyuan naturally broke the jar.

The happiest is undoubtedly Yang Jinjue.

In the last court today, he laid a net of heaven and earth, and what he wanted was Yang Wuzheng's life.

Originally, he thought that Nangong Wenyuan would help Yang Wuzheng, but at this time, it seemed that the relationship between them was very bad, that is, Yang Wuzheng didn't even have the last talisman.

"Your Majesty has arrived, the Queen Mother has arrived, ......"

At the same time, Chen Gonggong, the chief eunuch of the inner palace, held a piece of Buddha dust in his hand and strode out of the inner hall.

And with it!

A middle-aged man wearing a dragon robe and a golden crown appeared under everyone's noses.

This middle-aged man has a dignified body, a dignified appearance, and a pair of eyes that shoot cold stars, it is Yang Xiao, the current lord of the Great Xia Frontier Kingdom.

Behind Yang Xiao is a graceful and luxurious woman, who is the queen Xie.

Staring at the familiar and unfamiliar man's side face in front of him in a daze, Yang Wuzheng had mixed feelings in his heart.

In memory, Yang Xiao was good to Yang Wuzheng.

Between father and son, there is talk and laughter, and there is no estrangement between monarchs and ministers.

At this time, what Yang Wuzheng saw in Yang Xiao's eyes was not warmth, but the indifference and unfamiliarity of the emperor who looked down on all beings.

"See Your Majesty!"

On both sides of the Jinluan Palace, more than 200 important ministers bent down to salute.

Yang Wuzheng also reacted, clenched his fists slightly, and the power was perfunctory.

Yang Xiaojing sat on the dragon chair, and Empress Xie sat on the phoenix chair, and her eyes were full of disdain and pity, and her cold posture seemed to be looking at a cold corpse.

"No dispute, this time you led the army to defend Changping City, can this city be defended?

Yang Xiao's sharp eyes swept over the many people in the main hall, and finally settled on Yang Wuzheng, and asked coldly.