This arrow was much longer than an ordinary arrow, half a zhang long, and looked like a slightly thinner javelin.

The whole body is matte, with a slight silver-gray tinge, and you know that it is extremely dangerous at a glance.

Among the officials in the court, there were several cultivators, and with their eyesight, they could see clearly the edges of the arrows and the wisps of flesh on the small thorns that rose upside down.

A ferocious chill was released from the palm of the clouds.

Everyone was puzzled, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know why the commander of Zhenxi presented such a murder weapon to the court under the instruction of Prime Minister Lu Cheng.

In terms of qualifications and authority, in addition to the prime minister, the court is headed by the lord of the sacrificial wine.

He stroked his white beard, looked at the long sword, was silent for a long time, and said: "This kind of sword is not my Great Xia thing, it is common in the capture of the Northern Xinjiang battlefield, but it is not as huge as this. ”

"It is rumored that the ghost country is still silver, and there is no doubt that this arrow is produced by the rakshasas, but you can know that this arrow is the thing used by Ling Tong, the sixth god of the ghost country. Wan Liyun held the arrow in both hands and said lightly.

There was an uproar, and everyone didn't expect that this arrow turned out to be the weapon of the ghost country god general who spread the fame.

"This arrow is also the culprit who shot the captain!"

Above the quiet hall, Prime Minister Lu Cheng, who had white hair, his hair was flying, and said in a deep voice.

As soon as the words were spoken, it seemed that there were countless roaring north winds, swirling in the hall.

The dissatisfaction with the war in Northern Xinjiang and the worry about the future of Great Xia were vividly displayed in this deep drink.

Yes!

Taiwei was actually assassinated by the ghost country!

There was a lot of discussion, and the hall was full of bangs.

Dong Feixiong, who was still lying on the ground and his knees were numb, was shocked.

He knew that it was the Prime Minister's Mansion who took the order of the Taiwei that day, and at this time, there were arrows from the Rakshasa God as physical evidence, could it be ...... Could it be .......

There was a storm in his heart, and he didn't dare to speculate.

Those courtiers who did not agree with the prime minister gradually started to talk about it, and they looked sideways, and they interpreted the old prime minister's concern for the country and the people as an old treacherous and cunning performance.

......

It was originally the death of the Tai Lieutenant, but it was implicated in the military affairs, for the country, for the army, Chen Guanpu, as the first commander of the Great Xia Army, should come out and say a word of justice, because among the ministers, he witnessed it with his own eyes.

Chen Guanpu looked at the princess's slightly different eyes, and walked out amid the sound of everyone's discussions.

"What the prime minister said is good, this arrow did pierce the throat of Captain Yang, the arrow was found fifty miles away from the camp of the Northern Army, and the minister was also present, and sent a strong man to inspect the Quartet, but he did not catch the murderer of the enemy country. ”

When he spoke, he deliberately didn't look at Lu Gongquan, but concealed the battle in front of the camp of the Zhenbei Army, and the situation that he couldn't save when he saw death.

Everyone was shocked again, and finally knew that the war situation had reached such a critical point.

The prime minister looked around and said: "At an extraordinary time, we should take extraordinary measures, and the enemy country has already been killed within 50 miles of the camp of the Northern Army! The brave and resolute people should have been promoted a long time ago, serving the country, and it is the responsibility of the people and ministers! At this time, we should not be afraid of any prestige disputes, let alone have a view of the family, and it is the most reasonable thing to defend the north gate of Yingdu and protect the lifeline of Great Xia!"

"Minister, also elected Dong Fu Yin. ”

Since Liang ascended the throne in late summer, the prime minister and the princess have never agreed on one thing.

Gu Xuanyue, the prince of Rakshasa, ventured into the hinterland of Great Xia and killed Yang Lin in one fell swoop, but he didn't expect the result to be like this.

The old minister is really an old minister, seeking loyalty to the country, and by the way, he also played the banner of unity, and in the court, the ministers who were originally swaying between the two forces couldn't help but feel a point towards the old prime minister.

Even the little emperor was moved and relieved, this is a relaxing moment that has not been seen in the court for many years, and the suspicions, demolition, and conspiracy of the past seem to be gone.

At the end of summer, Liang patted the armrests of the dragon chair with both hands, and a young man's relaxed smile appeared on his face.

The emperor is still very young, but he is only a teenager, and he has inherited the angular face of Emperor Xia Minglu, and when he laughs, he is clearly still a bright boy.

Just when everyone thought that everyone was happy, and the prime minister and the princess were rarely in agreement, Lu Gongquan continued: "Dong Fuyin, not only do you be the chief official of Tsing Yi, but in the opinion of the old minister, the position of the chief lieutenant should be accepted together. ”

............

The smile on the little emperor's face had not yet dissipated, and a glimmer of light flashed in Princess Xia Min's eyes.

She finally glanced at Prime Minister Lu Cheng head-on, the corners of her lips curled slightly, as if a wind was rising, stirring her youthful long hair.

Dong Feixiong, who was kneeling on the ground, was just about to get up to thank Lord Long En, when he suddenly heard this voice, and his heart trembled suddenly.

To say that Tsing Yi is the chief official, it is true that his name will go down in history, but it is just a flash in the pan. The one who really holds the authority of the Great Xia Empire is none other than the Three Dukes.

Taishi, Taiwei, sacrificial wine.

Although Taiwei was pressed by Taishi, since it was personally recommended by Taishi Lu himself, he should have some confidence to speak in front of the emperor's son in the future.

Dong Feixiong, his heart was moved.

Everyone in the court never thought that a Yin of Yingdu Mansion could hold such power.

Fu Yin controlled the government soldiers in the city of Yingdu, although there was no elite of the Imperial Forest Army, but it was also an extremely important force on the ground in Kyoto.

Dong Feixiong is still in charge of the ink prison, those prisoners, each of them is not an ordinary person, now with the position of Tai Lieutenant, let me ask, among the ministers of the Great Xia Dynasty, except for the prime minister, who can have this status, even the old master of the sacrificial wine, in the face of such a position, I am afraid that he will have to give three points.

The most glorious empire in the Shenyuan Continent, and then ranked as the third duke, leaving a name in history, and it will be remembered for eternity.

Born into the Dragon Pavilion and died in the Emperor's Mausoleum, how many people dream of something.

Dong Feixiong's excited cheeks were hot, and the itching on his body flared up again, but he didn't dare to move in the slightest, and suddenly remembered the half-hung scholar who came to the mansion earlier today.

Because the scholar said a word: The prince will have a kind of Xiangning.

......

The little emperor is also a very smart person, and when he sees his sister's expression, he will still push the boat along the river.

"Gongqing Dong, are you willing to take on this important task for Great Xia?" the little emperor asked indifferently.

Bang, Bangbang...... Bang...... ，

After the deathly silence, nine shaking voices sounded above the empty court.

Dong Feixiong's forehead smashed on the ground made of gold and jade unhurriedly, nine times in a row, and there were faint traces of blood on the ground of mixed jade.

Most of the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty looked solemn, and I don't know whether such authority fell into the hands of the cool officials of this city, whether it was the blessing of Daxia or the disaster of Daxia.

A few idle old ministers forced a mocking smile.

Even if you receive the grace of the dragon, you will bow to the court, pay attention to elegance and stability, and you don't have to be so real, as if you have a grudge against this golden and jade ground.

"The minister's liver and brain are smeared, and he will not give up!"

Dong Feixiong straightened up, his back was already soaked with sweat, his thin forehead was bruised, and a drop of red blood in the middle of it landed on the ground in front of his clothes with a soft snap.

When the country was founded, the ancestors of the Xia Emperor invited the Sanqing sages to set up a formation in the forbidden place in this palace, when there was blood and light out, it naturally touched the formation and protected the Xia royal family on the main throne.

In just an instant, countless rays of light burst out from between the pillars, like the white practice emitted by the god of death, instantly intertwined in the entire space.

The white light forms the shape of gossip in the air, containing Tai Chi, Yin and Yang eyes, which can be shrouded around the emperor, and outside of Yin and Yang, it is the breath of silence.

Although the ministers had never seen such a vision, the officials of the Great Xia court, with their own prestige, immediately stabilized after the initial slight panic.

The old eunuch standing behind the emperor and the princess, with his right hand in his palm, flipped in the air and let out a heavy roar, like a huge iron of gold, smashing into the ground.

Between the pillars, the white light that was about to be made slowly disappeared, and the court tended to normal after a piece of light.

The incident only happened in an instant, and most of the people in the hall didn't notice Grandpa Qin's move at all, but the realm displayed by Grandpa Qin still made Wanliyun, Chen Guanpu and other cultivators look very happy.

The little emperor's focus is not here, this is the first time he has seen Wandao Huaguang rising in the court, young and inexplicably curious. With a slight look of excitement on his face, he watched the light that had just disappeared between the columns on the left and right.

Those white lights were sprinkled like the moon, and ordinary people felt cool, and only cultivators could feel the killing intent in the meantime.

And Dong Feixiong just straightened up, and his head rang nine times, not only did not make his brain cloudy, but became more and more sober.

......

"Lost in honor!"

As he spoke, he stood up, consciously walked to the first position of the military generals' column, and naturally stood with his hands down.

That position was originally the captain's.

So, the ministers looked sideways again.