On the abyss of the sky, when ten thousand people sharpened their knives, thousands of miles away, at the Lingxiao City Gate, a slightly tattered carriage, slowly drove into the city. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The person driving the car had a sallow face and was as thin as wood, but his temples were high and prominent, and in his obscure eyes, a trace of fierce killing intent swept from time to time, waving a horsewhip, and his hoarse voice was full of energy.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Inside the car, a low coughing sound gradually sounded, and then a slightly sickly voice sounded, "Go around Lingxiao City three times!"

The person driving the car immediately looked solemn and respectful, "Yes!"

In the carriage, there was only one desk, full of files, the man was dressed in white, with a silk scarf in his right hand, covering his mouth from time to time, and turning the file with his left hand, his brows sometimes furrowed, sometimes stretched.

It is the Oriental Youchen who has been gone for a long time!

At this time, Dongfang Youchen's face turned a lot paler, and he looked sick and tired.

In the carriage around Lingxiao City three times, there were constantly owl birds landing on the crosswood, the surrounding streets, slightly festive, Dongfang Youchen looked at the information sent, his brows were twisted together, his fists were clenched, his cough became more and more severe, and his voice was low and angry:

"Go to the Sky Palace!"

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"Report ...... General Youchen, Dongfang Youchen is waiting outside the Xuanhe Gate!" a little eunuch said sharply in his throat.

Ling Zhan frowned slightly, then said with a hearty smile, and waved his dragon robe, "Okay, my Ling Xiao Army God is back, hurry up!"

At this time, Ling Zhan was entertaining the ministers of the DPRK and the Central People's Republic of China, and he was very happy, and now that the important ministers of the empire returned to Beijing, it was even more festive, because every time Dongfang Youchen brought back, it would be good news.

Below Ling Zhan, Qin Luo, who was already an important minister in the court and a servant of the household department, suddenly swept a trace of cold resentment and murderous intent in his silent eyes.

However, it was eventful, the little eunuch led Dongfang Youchen in an ethereal white coat in, and in the court, only Dongfang Youchen was qualified to see the emperor without kneeling, and was qualified to enter the palace without wearing official uniforms.

"Minister Dongfang Youchen to see Your Majesty, may my emperor live long live long live!"

"Haha...... Dongfang Aiqing is here, give the seat, today is my joy in the sky, the eighteenth anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China, the whole world celebrates", Ling Zhan said with a smile.

Dongfang Youchen knelt down abruptly, coughed rapidly, and said bitterly:

"The mountains and rivers have not recovered, how can we celebrate, and who will hear that the remnants are in tears?"

The festive scene was washed away by Dongfang Youchen's words, Qin Luo suddenly got up, pointed at Dongfang Youchen's nose and scolded:

"Presumptuous! My Lingxiao Empire is powerful in all directions, other countries have surrendered, how can the mountains and rivers not be restored, the Son of Heaven is sage, he works hard, the road is not left behind, the night is not closed, how can the suffering of the remnants of the people, Dongfang Youchen, what are your intentions here, do you want to rebel?"

A hat was heavily buckled on Dongfang Youchen's head!

Dongfang Youchen coughed violently, looking at Ling Zhan's slightly gloomy face, and was heartbroken, "For Ling Xiao, the minister has worked hard to worry about it, for many years, he has been in the field of horses for many years, accompanied by the lonely smoke of the desert, and the wind and sand have eroded, leaving only this body of liver and gallbladder, every word of the minister, all for the country, for the people, for the thousands of miles laid down by His Majesty!"

Ling Zhan's eyes suddenly became fierce, staring at Dongfang Youchen, and slowly got up, majestic and majestic.

"Dongfang Youchen, you dare to bewitch the holy ......"

"Shut up!" Ling Zhan suddenly scolded Qin Luo who was shouting, his eyes burst with cold anger, Qin Luo's body trembled slightly, and he immediately stopped making the slightest movement.

"Tell me, how is my Lingxiao Empire in the eyes of your Dongfang Youchen?"

Ling Zhan pointed at Dongfang Youchen's nose and said arrogantly, with a hint of anger in his eyes.

"There is an enemy outside, as strong as a tiger and a wolf, shaking my borders, cutting down my desert, destroying my Qingcheng, scattering my brothers, and quejian my office. There are traitors, cholera and the country, overthrowing our society, the wise men are nameless, the greedy are high-minded, they dominate the government and the opposition, and they cover the sky with one hand!"

"Now, I'm in the sky, full of devastation!"

Dongfang Youchen looked at Ling Zhan with a sad and indignant face, worried about the world, and heartbroken, what has become of this great river and mountain now, when will his Leng Yun's territory be stolen by thieves.

"You...... What proof do you say you have for this?"

Qin Luo was on the side, and said in an atmosphere, looking at Ling Zhan's increasingly cold face, there was a hint of joy in his heart, "You are purely a demon to confuse the public, there are enemies outside, it's not that you Ling Xiao is here, there are traitors inside, how can I Ling Xiao be so powerful."

Dongfang You didn't pay any attention to Qin Luo, looked at Ling Zhan, and said in a daze:

"Your Majesty, you are old!"

As soon as the words fell, the hundred officials were frightened, and knelt down together, "My emperor is healthy, long live, long live!"

Everyone looked at Dongfang Youchen's eyes and became resentful, "The Son of Heaven is angry, and millions of corpses are ambushed, if Ling Zhan has a little atmosphere in his heart, the top of the Lingxiao Hall will be slaughtered."

"Someone, drag him down and behead him!"

Ling Zhan looked at the man in white in the middle, and said angrily, his eyes were gloomy!

The king's temper is really strange, and if he is careless, he will be crushed.

Dongfang Youchen looked calm and arrogant, his body was pushed out, coughing extremely hard, but his mouth was shouting:

"The soldiers fought bloody battles, the palace towers sang, the mountains and rivers were full of lonely graves, and the monarch's tombs were buried with ten thousand people. If Your Majesty does not open your eyes and look at this world, I will perish, and Your Majesty's people will be slaves forever and will not be able to turn over!"

After speaking, a mouthful of blood suddenly popped out of Dongfang Youchen's mouth.

A glimmer of light suddenly swept in Ling Zhan's eyes, and his sleeve robe waved, "Slow!"

Dongfang Youchen was brought back again, his snow-white robe was dyed with a touch of scarlet blood, his face was extremely pale, he was panting, looking at Ling Zhan above, a trace of sarcasm swept in his eyes.

Ling Zhan, who fell to the ground, was still the general of the bloody battlefield back then, and his years erased his sharpness, but he couldn't erase the arrogance in his bones.

"You say!"

Ling Zhan looked at Dongfang and said coldly.

Dongfang Youchen suddenly got up and dusted off his clothes, took out a stack of dossiers from the ring, and presented them respectfully with both hands, "Although the minister is in the frontier, he is concerned about his family and country, and in the past year, His Majesty has lived in Changle Palace for a long time, and the world has been in chaos!"

Unfolding the dossier, Ling Zhan's brows gradually furrowed, and his hands trembled slightly:

The flood in the southwest annihilated hundreds of cities, and millions of people starved everywhere, eating each other hoarsely!

There is a great drought in the north, the rivers are dry, the land is thousands of miles away, and millions of people feed on the black soil, only entering and leaving, supporting the dead, and the corpses are piling up like mountains......

Bandits in the East, burning, killing, looting, robbing, and cholera in all directions!

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"Smack!"

Ling Zhan was furious and smashed the table in front of him with one palm.

"Come on, pull Dong Wei out and behead him!"

"Behead Wu Long!"

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A string of orders came out of Ling Zhan's mouth, "The disaster of the dossier, there are things he knows, and there are things he doesn't know, but what he knows will inevitably be rehabilitated, but there are still people in Dongfang Youchen's dossier, there must be people who are greedy for ink!"

Looking at the text on the dossier, it was shocking!

After a long time, Ling Zhan lay on the chair, looking a little weak, and his heart looked a little sad, and finally his hand was raised slightly, "Come on, pull Qin Luo out and behead him!"

In the words, although there is reluctance, it is very resolute!

The moths of the country should be killed!

"Your Majesty, you can't ...... Cannot...... His Majesty was wronged......" Qin Luo shouted in horror, his body struggled desperately, but he couldn't move, he never expected that the day Dongfang Youchen returned would be his Qin Luo's death!

"Ah......h

Screams erupted, blood splattered!

The remaining officials, where they trembled, the originally festive scene turned into the beginning of a massacre.

"Dongfang Youchen, as a military general, has overstepped his position and will be fined for ten years", Ling Zhan said indifferently, and then spoke, "From today on, Dongfang Youchen, the Marquis of Tianji, will be the prime minister of Lingxiao, and he will be a hundred officials in civil and military affairs!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty, long live my emperor, long live!" Dongfang Youchen suddenly echoed.

"What else do you have to say", Ling Zhan said weakly, "Now that this court is empty, he, the emperor, is famous, and he was almost ruined in the year of the sixtieth year."

"Why did Your Majesty abandon the Heavenly Desert City!"

Ling Zhan frowned slightly, and then said with a light smile, "Tianmo City is just a small border city, and the Tianmo Pass behind it is a dangerous place, and if you want to keep Tianmo City, you need to garrison 100,000 military horses!"

"And there is another point, Tianmo City is the border of several countries, touching the boundaries of the three major empires of Fuyan, Xuanhuang, and Fengyu, if you are not careful, you will never recover, and giving it to Hou Zheng Xiaoguo is equivalent to throwing out a big trouble!"

Oriental Youchen's sleeve robe rolled, and he made a generous statement:

"Although our country is big, we will not give up an inch of land;

"According to what Your Majesty said, I have several cities in Lingxiao after the Ten Thousand Swords Pass, why don't you give them to others, and then I Lingxiao can only have an army of 100,000 people, dominating the mountains and rivers on the surface, and the rest of the army can be disbanded!"

Ling Zhan's brows suddenly furrowed:

"However, after the Ten Thousand Swords Pass, the territory is thousands of miles, and there is only the Kamikaze Empire!"

"They are all His Majesty's people, what's the difference, does Your Majesty want your people to chill their hearts, Tianmo City is my Lingxiao's territory, if anyone wants to touch an inch, I Lingxiao must be drawn by the army and set foot straight!"

Those who offend me will be punished even if they are far away!

"Back then, Your Majesty was alone in the face of a strong enemy of the kamikaze, and under the oppression of many countries, he still strengthened my Lingxiao Empire, and now Lingxiao is just behind the four major empires, if other countries commit crimes, they should swear to kill the enemy."

"However, have you ever thought that the king, you should focus on the overall situation, and you should focus on all living beings!"

Ling Zhan looked at Dongfang Youchen with anger on his face, "The Emperor's Technique, he will never be able to understand!"

Dongfang Youchen's face flushed, "But after Zheng Xiaoguo, the territory is only a thousand miles, what does it matter to my Lingxiao people?"

Stand up, and the words are sonorous:

Give me 3,000 gold armor, step on Hou Zheng, and restore my heavenly desert!(To be continued.) )