A report sang to suppress Mo Wuxian's anger for the time being. The cold eyes swept over the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, especially Kong Jie, who scolded him in front of him. Kong Jie was cool to scold, but after the coolness, the only thing left in his heart was endless fear.

Throughout the ages, no courtier could have died well after calling the emperor a faint king. The one that ended up best also ended up with a white silk. Kong Jie was trembling, but his colleagues around him cast admiring glances.

Civil officials do not love money, and military generals are not afraid of death, and the world can be peaceful for a long time. And if a civilian official is not afraid of death than a military attaché, he is definitely a virtuous minister through the ages. As everyone knows, when these colleagues admired Kong Jie, Kong Jie's intestines were already blue with remorse.

Mo Wuxian waved his hand lightly, and the surrounding sword and axe hands immediately put away their swords and retreated outside the Qiankun Hall again. However, even though the cold mangs on the top of his head have gone, the cold mangs that remain in the hearts of the ministers of civil and military affairs are still like mangs on his back.

Mo Wuxian slowly returned to the dragon chair and calmed down his angry breath, "Princess Xuan Changle is here!"

"Princess Xuan Changle meets ......"

The sound was transmitted outside the palace layer by layer, and after a while, Princess Changle, dressed in gorgeous palace clothes, slowly stepped into the Qiankun Palace with broken steps. The moment Mo Wuxian saw Changle, he was also slightly stunned.

It's not because Changle Meiruo, who took off his stomach and put on a palace costume, lost his mind. But at this moment, Mo Wuxian suddenly felt so empty. It is said that as an emperor, he is destined to be alone. But that's also because as an emperor, you can't be affectionate, it doesn't mean that you are ruthless.

But even if it is ruthless, it is the emperor's decision. But how can he be traceless, looking around, there is not even a single relative around. The emperor is supreme, but he can't enjoy family affection, what a sadness.

Although Princess Changle is still weathered and beautiful, even if she is a beautiful woman, she can't withstand the ravages of time. Looking at the faint wrinkles in the corners of Princess Changle's eyes, Mo Wuxian suddenly felt a little emotional.

This little sister, who has fought for the Great Zhou Dynasty for half her life, is also old.

Thinking of this, a faint smile appeared in the corner of Mo Wuji's eyes. And when this smile bloomed, the suppression and slaughter in the Qiankun Hall was gradually dissipating.

Princess Changle stepped into the Qiankun Hall step by step, and slowly came to Mo Wuxian and knelt down slowly, "Sister Changle, see the emperor." Emperor Dragon Body Sheng'an?" After that, Changle swept over the civil and military ministers who were trembling on their knees, "Your Majesty, what happened to make the Emperor Longyan angry?"

After listening to Princess Changle's inquiry, Mo Wuxian's originally acceptable face instantly pulled down again, and his cold eyes swept over the ministers of civil and military affairs, "Hmph, these are all my good courtiers, and they are all my good humerus."

There are those who scold me for being a faint king, some who say that I don't know how to govern the country, and one another, who pleads for the rebels and intercedes, and unites to force the palace against me. Changle, what do you say is the use of such a courtier?"

"Oh, how can they be so rebellious?" Princess Changle stared at her eyes with a look full of doubt, as if she really didn't know anything in advance, "Then the emperor, what you said about covering up rebellion and interceding for rebellion...... But can you mean Ning Yue?"

"You know that too?" Mo Wuxian's eyes suddenly turned cold again, and he looked at Changle with an unkind look.

"You expelled Ning Yue from the royal family genealogy and stripped him of the title of King of Lantian County, and the whole world is talking about it, who in the world doesn't know?

"Hmph, Ning Yue, as the county king of the Great Zhou Dynasty, didn't care about the prestige of the dynasty and even robbed those rangers like those rangers, and even robbed the rebellious party from my prison. This is the crime of rebellion, if I don't punish him severely, how can I set an example? Changle, don't intercede for him, I want to ask about his sin. His title, I must be cut.

Not only that, but I also want him to understand what what he has done! I think that if I save a few people, it will really be peaceful for eternity? I want him to understand that the whole world is my world, and no one can save the people I want to kill. Because of his great rebellion, the rebellion of the 3,000 Jiangzhou Wulin League in Yashan will all be executed.

Even if Ning Yue is a stubborn stone, I will pinch him soft!"

Mo Wuxian's cold voice blew through the hall like a cold wind. Since Mo Wuxian ascended the throne, he had never said anything cruel in such a tone. Mo Wuxian has always given people the feeling that he is moody and invisible. But at this moment, maybe he was really stimulated by Ning Yue, and he actually spoke ruthlessly like a street gangster.

"Please ask the emperor to take back his fate-" Even at the risk of being killed by Mo Wuxian, the ministers still asked for their lives in unison when Mo Wuxian was furious. Of course, the most important thing is for the sake of Princess Changle's presence.

"You guys!" Mo Wuxian's eyes widened, and his trembling fingers pointed at the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs in front of him. Mo Wuxian never imagined that his attitude was already so resolute, and the ministers of civil and military affairs still didn't know each other? This is forcing Mo Wuxian to kill people.

"Brother Huang, please take back your fate!" Princess Changle knelt down again and bowed down.

"Changle, do you want to fight against me?" The civil and military officials forced the palace, and Mo Wuxian would definitely not be sad even if he was angry. Civil and military officials, in the final analysis, are just his courtiers, if they are really ruthless, it is a big deal to raise their hands and fall with knives. But Changle is different, not only the general of the jade pillar guarding the frontier, but also his own sister.

The royal brother was angry and listened to the minister's sister. Brother Huang, the whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister. The king wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die, even if the imperial brother kills the wrong one, so what? Ning Yue dared to rob the prison as the king of the county, and it was understandable to be so disloyal and unfilial to cut off the prince.

But the emperor, the society is important. The courtier knows the hardships of the imperial brother, and she also knows that it is not easy for the imperial brother to work for the ancestors. However, the rivers and mountains of the Great Zhou Dynasty cannot be broken under the hands of the imperial brother, and the courtiers implore the emperor to calm his anger for the time being, stabilize Ning Yue, and then slowly figure it out......"

"Xu Xu Tuzhi?" Mo Wuxian's sharp eyes swept over Princess Changle, and a hint of sneer flashed in his eyes, "Changle, are you retreating as advance? Is my Da Zhou still the Da Zhou of ten years ago, and my Da Zhou is still suffering from internal and external troubles at this moment?"

I just don't believe it, without him Ning Yue, my country will be unstable? If I kill a few rebels, my country will be in chaos? Ridiculous, ridiculous. Changle, I already understand your intention to enter Beijing this time. Don't meddle in this matter, don't meddle, go back to Xuanzhou!"

With a wave of his hand, Mo Wuxian turned his back to Princess Changle and the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs.

Changle's face gradually showed a trace of sadness, "I ......can't go back to Xuanzhou?" Didn't the emperor care that the courtier's sister was wearing a princess's dress today? How many years has the emperor not seen the courtier's sister take off her armor?"

When the words landed, Mo Wuxian on the high platform suddenly trembled, and hurriedly turned around and stared at Changle with round eyes. His expression changed from confusion at the beginning, to shock and panic in an instant.

Only now did he remember that Changle was not wearing phoenix armor. She came from Xuanzhou, and she should be escorted by three thousand phoenixes, and she should have come back in a carriage instead of wearing palace clothes.

"You...... Why are you like this?" After a long time, Mo Wuxian asked the doubts in his heart heavily.

"Twenty-eight years ago, my sister died of a sudden illness, and my father sent General Sanyuan to take over the Phoenix Army, but without exception was sent back to Beijing by the Phoenix Army. And now, I, the general of Yuzhu, who has been stealing the Phoenix Army for 28 years, have also been sent back to Beijing by the Phoenix Army......"

"What? Phoenix Army, what are Phoenix Army going to do? Damn...... Damn it......" Mo Wuxian suddenly became confused, and a panicked expression appeared on his face. The Phoenix Army is not a loose sand like the Jiangzhou Martial Arts League or the Kyushu Martial Arts League, the Phoenix Army is now the strongest army of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

When the Daredevil rebelled, it was the Forbidden Army and the Phoenix Army that joined forces, and it was only through trickery that it was won. But now, the forbidden army has no Gongzi Yu, and there is no one who is in charge of the general. But the Phoenix Army was reborn seven years ago and its strength has reached a higher level. If the Phoenix Army rebelled, the Great Zhou Dynasty would really be in danger.

Suddenly, Ning Yue's warning before leaving sounded in Mo Wuxian's mind - if a brother in the Jiangzhou Martial Arts League is killed, I will definitely disturb your world. Originally, I thought it was Ning Yue's angry words, but now it seems that Ning Yue is real!

"How dare he...... How dare he ......"

"Report-" Suddenly, there was an urgent report from outside the palace gate, and the people who came didn't care about the occasion or whether the timing was right, and rushed directly into the Qiankun Palace, "Your Majesty, Liangzhou is eight hundred miles away, there is an urgent military situation!"

"Present!" Although Mo Wuxian shouted to present it, his figure came to the person in front of him in a flash. Seeing that he had just taken out the newspaper from his arms, he snatched it and unfolded it.

It didn't matter if he looked at it like this, and in an instant, Mo Wuji's face turned as white as paper, "The 300,000 Phoenix Army suddenly assembled, and the troops marched towards Zhongzhou in three ways. By the time Liangzhou noticed it, they were already less than fifty miles away from the checkpoint...... Phoenix Army ...... Phoenix Army ...... It turned out to be really...... Really ......"

"Your Majesty, don't panic, the minister immediately went back to dispatch troops to arrange troops and swear to ensure the safety of Zhongzhou!" And just before, he was also a member of the group that asked Mo Wuxian to take back his life.

One thing is one thing, the Phoenix Army is in rebellion, and he, as the supreme commander of the military department at this moment, must stand up and quell the rebellion. This is his mission and his responsibility. As for how to deal with the Phoenix Army or Ning Yue, it was no longer in his consideration at the moment.

"Ning Yue, Ning Yue, what a Ning Yue...... Mo Wuxian was still full of grief and indignation, as if he had fallen into his own consciousness, like a demon. The fingers slowly loosened, and the snow-white military newspaper slowly fell. Mo Wuxian silently looked at the gate of the Qiankun Palace, looking at the sunlight through the clouds.

"Ning Yue, do you really dare to rebel? Do you really want to usurp the country of my Great Zhou?" Mo Wuxian suddenly roared as if he had burst out of depression.

"Minister, Ning Yue doesn't dare!" Suddenly, a cold voice sounded, as if it came from nine heavens away, but it was like a breeze winding in the Qiankun Palace.