Chapter 22: The Scholars Riot! Please abdicate!

"Your Majesty, you can't fight, these two can't fight!"

Liu Siqi looked at his fists, and he knelt on the ground without knowing what to do.

"Your Majesty, you can't fight!"

"Whoa."

The doctors fell to their knees.

The cabinet Wenchen Doctor Group is headed by Qin Zhong, the old minister of the Cabinet, and half of the thousands of Wenchen Doctor officials present are Qin Zhong's protΓ©gΓ©s.

At first, the number of people who knelt down was only a part, but soon, seeing so many people kneeling, the rest of the doctors also knelt down.

In the end, except for Qin Zhong and Guan Feng in front, the scholar doctor who was punched twice by Liu Siqi Bangbang, all the Wenchen doctors knelt.

"Can't fight?"

Zhao Zheng sneered and said three words, he put down the crossed Erlang legs, and then turned around and looked at the scholar who had been punched twice before: "That scholar, you give the two old men two punches for me, Liu Siqi doesn't dare, do you dare?" Not only is there a reward, but you will be given a purple robe to wear after the fight. ”

"Huh?"

The doctor was shocked.

Immediately afterward, countless eyes in the court were placed on the scholars.

Bangbang Qin Zhong punched twice, I am afraid that the entire family will be expelled from the ranks of the scholars, and it will go to the opposite side of the cabinet Wenchen and doctor group.

But at the same time, this is also an opportunity, an opportunity to curry favor with Di Kun and earn a purple robe to soar into the sky.

"Your Majesty!!"

"Poof!"

Listening to Zhao Zheng's words, Qin Zhong was so angry that he stomped his feet, and with a roar, the purple-clothed Qin Zhong actually spurted blood from his mouth, and the blood was like an arrow, three feet away.

"Old Qin Ge!"

"Old Qin!"

"Lord Qin!"

The Wenchen doctors who were kneeling hurriedly got up and ran to Qin Zhong's side.

"Ahh

The scholar suddenly roared as well.

He knelt down to Zhao Zheng: "Zhang Qianlong, the doctor of Yandu Thousand Households, is willing to die for Your Majesty!" ”

Then Zhang Qianlong climbed up suddenly, and he ran in front of Guan Feng in one breath, Guan Feng stared at him, "You dare!" ”

"Bang Bang!"

Zhang Qianlong clenched his fists and struck Guan Feng twice.

Guan Feng's eyes widened.

Although it didn't hurt, he felt too humiliated.

A little doctor of a thousand households, hit him!

Then, Zhang Qianlong squeezed into a group of Wenchen doctors again, and looked at Qin Zhong with his fists clenched.

"What are you doing? I don't care about you! ”

"Don't think about moving Qin Pavilion Elder!"

"A little doctor of a thousand households, is it the opposite?"

"Get out of here!"

The originally orderly court seemed to be in chaos like a pot of porridge, and a group of Wenchen doctors guarded Qin Zhong's side, preventing Zhang Qianlong from stepping forward.

Zhang Qianlong wanted to rush over, but was pushed back.

Looking at this scene, Zhao Zheng's brows twisted, originally, he was simply making a character and playing, but he really didn't expect such a situation to appear in the court, a few old men opened their mouths and said, "You, you", his dignified emperor's words are useless, just like fart.

He asked Zhang Qianlong to do it, but there were still people who dared to stop Zhang Qianlong.

It was Zhang Qianlong who stopped him, and it was Zhang Qianlong who pushed it, but it was his face that hit him.

This world is the world of the Great Yan Dynasty and the emperor's world.

The deceased emperor was cowardly and did not dare to come to the Qiankun Palace, and decades of development made this great Yan seem to have become the world of this group of scholars.

You can be called to the Emperor.

But the Qiankun hall refused the emperor's order.

The cabinet has always been meritorious, and it is above tens of thousands of people under the emperor.

But for Zhao Zheng.

The Son of Heaven is still alive, even if there is only one breath left, it is a king who is a king, and a minister is a minister.

Those who disobey the emperor's orders, kill!

Zhao Zheng looked at the generals on the other side: "Are there any living ones with knives?" ”

"The last general!"

"The last general!"

"The end will be! ……”

The military commander knelt together.

"Draw your sword, draw your sword!"

Zhao Zheng used four words, so that the court of the Qiankun Hall turned into a Taoist "Zheng Zheng" sound, swords and swords came out together, and hundreds of generals turned to look at Dr. Wenchen, which made the scene quiet all of a sudden.

"Dikun! Your hands are already stained with the blood of scholars of the scholar clan, I don't believe it, you still dare to commit murder today! You're a faint man! ”

An old man in a red robe stood up from the crowd that had calmed down, and he pointed at Zhao Zheng's nose and said angrily.

The court was quieter.

Immediately afterward, voices of consolation arose.

"Lord Fang, don't do this!"

"Your Majesty is Your Majesty after all."

"Lord Fang, it's not good for you to be like this, Di Kun is brutal, he can do anything."

"Lord Fang."

Someone went to pull the old master in the red robe.

The red-robed old master was dressed in a red robe, he proudly carried his hands behind his back, he raised his head high, and pointed at Zhao Zheng on the dragon chair on the high platform with his chin.

Seeing that Zhao Zheng didn't speak, the old master in the red robe continued to raise his chin: "Faint Jun!" This master represents the literati of our Shi clan today, and if you dare to move a finger of me, you are the enemy of the Shi clan in the world! ”

"Old Master Fang is right."

Qin Zhong was side by side with the red-robed old master in the support of a crowd, and he said angrily: "Di Kun! This temple of the Great Yan Dynasty is not your hall of words! You don't respect the etiquette system, desolate, and excessive, today, there is an old master to take the lead, and we and other Confucian scholars will never bow to you, a faint king, if you have the ability, you will kill all our scholars, no ability, the old man will lead thousands of officials to dismiss the emperor today, and welcome my Royal Highness Prince Dayan back to the throne as the emperor! ”

Liu Siqi hurriedly persuaded him: "Don't be like this, Old Qin Ge, Old Master Fang, don't be impulsive, Your Majesty thinks differently from you, you are in a commotion!" ”

"What about the uproar?"

Qin Zhong sneered, he and the red-robed old master glanced at each other, and each nodded.

The red-robed old master's face flushed with excitement: "Qin Ge said well! The Great Yan Dynasty must not be destroyed in the hands of such arrogant, wanton, and impudent people! Strike the emperor! Di Kun, if you don't want to leave a stench for 10,000 years, just abdicate obediently, so that you can still have a good reputation in future generations! The swords of the generals and captains in this hall are very bright, but they dare to move a finger of the scholars present, when the time comes, it will inevitably be the princes of the world and rise up to crusade against you, the faint king, and at that time, you will not only die an ugly death, but also be spit on by the people of the world for ten thousand years! ”

Liu Siqi's persuasion was fruitless, and he hurriedly pushed Guan Feng, who spoke more vigorously in the cabinet than the idler he had just been reused: "You don't persuade quickly, something big is going to happen." ”

Purple-clothed Guan Feng sneered: "Is this necessary?" ”

Liu Siqi said anxiously: "Guan Feng! Believe me, Your Majesty is not what you think! Although it is not known why he is like this, he must have his reasons. ”

Guan Feng shook his head beside Liu Siqi and said, "It's late, it's useless, it's come to this point, it's useless to persuade you." This dynasty is the emperor's dynasty, but you and I don't know, no matter how much the dynasty changes, the world is still the world of the scholars, and if it is like this, only His Majesty bows his head and submits to softness, otherwise, I am afraid that it will not be good. ”

Seeing that Zhao Zheng was still cross-legged and didn't speak, the red-robed old master had a smile on his face, and his hand pointed to his side and said in a sonorous voice: "Please abdicate from the throne!" ”。

The audience was silent.

Three seconds later, half of the Wenchen said in unison: "Please abdicate from the throne!" ”