Zheng!

The sword was sharp, resounding through the Jinluan Palace.

The martial arts momentum of the great master of Xuanmen appeared on Zhao Peng's body, and then there was a white tiger that appeared above Zhao Peng's head, gathering qi into a phase, and the beast roared and thundered.

When the tiger roared, there were nine thunderbolts in Zhao Peng's heart, and then Zhao Peng's right arm suddenly raised, a bunch of sword blades, with snow-white and flawless sword light converged, more than four feet long, three fingers wide, the sword blade was directly aimed at the Dongcheng, Zhongcheng, and Xicheng who were in the forefront of the civil and military officials.

The three prime ministers retreated half a step, and the martial arts momentum on their bodies was revealed at the same time.

These three people are also the great masters of the Xuanmen.

In terms of martial arts momentum alone, the strength of these three people is not under Guanlan.

If he really fights to the death, if Zhao Peng wants to fight against three of the three Xuanmen Grand Masters with one against three, it will be extremely difficult to win, and there is basically not much chance of winning.

But now, Zhao Peng ignored it and blasted out with a sword.

In front of the sword, there are the three ministers.

Behind the three prime ministers, there are Manchu civil officials!

As for the generals such as Marquis Wu Huan and Long Anjun, they were located on the other side of the main hall and did not share the same hatred as the civil officials.

In the main hall, the length of Zhao Peng's sword blade skyrocketed, and the light was brilliant.

The three prime ministers don't seem to want to fight with Zhao Peng to the death in the court, perhaps because these three people boast of their high status and self-esteem. So, the three of them just used defensive means, holding each other in their hands, towards the surging sword light in Zhao Peng's hand, and waved the elephant wat in unison.

When the elephant wat is the senior executive of the court and the central government, the board held in the hand, most of them are carved from ivory, usually when the civil and military officials go to the court to tell the emperor, they will first say the things on the elephant wat to avoid forgetting it. Actually, it's like a public text, a notebook and something like that.

The three prime ministers are in the prime minister's position, and the elephant wat in his hand is not ordinary, but at this moment, the three of them waved it together, and it was shining.

There were three menacing figures, rushing out from the elephant wat.

Zhao Peng is familiar with ancient books and recognizes these three figures, which are recorded in the classics, the ancient epic beasts that have disappeared in the world for a long time, and their status and strength are even higher than the legendary beasts.

On the left is the green dragon, on the right is the white tiger, and in the middle is a unicorn!

The middle is in the middle, the east is on the left, and the west is on the right.

Bang!

As the sound of explosion and thunder sounded, the sword light directly broke through the figures of the three epic giant beasts, extending sharply, getting longer and longer, and directly slashing towards the Manchu civil officials who were behind the three prime ministers.

Fortunately, the three prime ministers used their means to block the sword light slightly, so that those civil officials behind them had a chance to dodge, otherwise under this sword, the civil officials of the Manchu Dynasty would definitely suffer heavy casualties.

As for the three prime ministers who resisted the sword light, they took a few steps back to the side, obviously unable to resist the power of the sword blade. The glittering elephant wat in their hands had returned to its original appearance, and the epic beast that appeared in front of the three of them had disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

"This sword, compared to the imperial sword you said, the sword of the Son of Heaven, which is stronger or worse?"

Zhao Peng dispersed the sword blade in his hand, and even the martial arts momentum at the level of the Great Grandmaster of the Xuanmen on his body disappeared without a trace, but the murderous intent in his eyes did not dissipate for half a minute.

The faces of the three prime ministers were gloomy, and they were silent for the time being.

They originally thought that Zhao Peng would have a verbal argument with them when the Sky Covering Tower was broken. After all, it has long been recorded in the Tang Dynasty that the law of the ancestors cannot be abolished, just like the tower that covers the sky, and now that the tower is broken, it is only natural that the law of the ancestors should be abolished.

But the three of them never expected that Zhao Peng would only mention this matter slightly, and immediately drew his sword and fought fiercely.

This is completely inconsistent with the rules of the court!

The officials of the DPRK and China are best at ripping off, and when you encounter something, you push it to me, and I will push it to you.

What they are best at is, if you reason with me, I will play hooligan with you. If you play hooligan with me, I will talk to you about the legal system. If you talk to me about the legal system, I will talk to you about the ancestral system. If you talk to me about the ancestral system, I will tell you about the national situation......

These things are all set in one, and the officials of the DPRK and China can no longer be proficient in using them. How can a brave man like Zhao Peng, who is not familiar with the rules of officialdom, beat these old fritters in words?

Zhao Peng spoke directly with a sword!

With a sword, the three prime ministers finally weakened their arrogance in front of Zhao Peng.

Dong Cheng directly turned to look at the general's side, stared at Marquis Wuhuan, and said: "When the emperor entered the imperial capital of the Tang Dynasty on the first day, he went to the Marquis Wuhuan's mansion as a guest, and the emperor and the Marquis of Wuhuan must have a good relationship. Now that the emperor is making a big fuss in the court, Marquis Wu Huan, you have also witnessed it with your own eyes, why don't you say a word?"

Marquis Wu Huan looked at Dongcheng, then at Zhao Peng, and said: "Although Benhou and all the officials in the palace are officials in the same dynasty and are colleagues, but Benhou and the emperor are friends. ”

Dong Cheng looked at Long Anjun again and said, "Today, the emperor wants to shake the country's foundation, why didn't Long Anjun say a word?"

Long Anjun looked calm and asked, "Aren't you civil officials very capable?"

Dong Cheng snorted, and said angrily: "What our civil officials are good at is pen and ink, and the matter of battle naturally depends on your military attaché." ”

Long Anjun finally stopped refuting the Eastern Prime Minister, and the marquis in the army only looked at Zhao Peng quietly, and said in a deep voice: "Today, there are hundreds of civil and military officials in the palace, and many things in my Eastern Tang Dynasty should be discussed by my civil and military officials, but the emperor wants to go his own way, and he will inevitably not take our Manchu Dynasty civil and military affairs in his eyes." ”

"The monarch is a man in the army, why can't he see the situation clearly like these civilian officials?"

Zhao Peng glanced at Long Anjun and said coldly: "In the martial arts world, the strong are respected, and it has been like this since ancient times!"

Zhao Peng is not familiar with Long Anjun, and he has no bad feelings in his heart. Today, Zhao Peng is right about things and not people, he has already agreed with the Son of Heaven of the Tang Dynasty, and whoever stands up against it now is Zhao Peng's enemy!

Long Anjun slowly raised his head, stared at the white tiger above Zhao Peng's head that was gradually dissipating, and said slowly: "Although the emperor is strong, I am afraid that two fists will not be able to defeat four hands!"

"Jun Hou is really an understanding person!"

Zhao Peng exclaimed, and immediately shouted outside the hall: "Monk immortal! Someone wants to beat me, why don't you come out quickly to protect me?"

The sound was like a bell, and it came out far away.

Immediately afterwards, a wild goose flew into the air outside the palace.

On the back of the wild goose, there are warrior monks sitting one by one, and the monk immortal is among them.

The other warrior monks did not directly enter the palace, but they flew in the air, and they could fly into the Jinluan Hall in a moment with only Zhao Peng's summoning.

The monk immortalized flew down from the back of the wild goose, his body was like a floating feather, and he slowly floated towards the main hall where the Manchu Dynasty civil and military was located, fell to the palace gate, and then slowly stepped into the main hall, standing on Zhao Peng's side, looking at his nose and nose, and without saying a word.

Although the monk immortal did not speak, his attitude had been clearly expressed, and he had already let the Chinese martial arts officials of this dynasty know that the martial monk hall was on Zhao Peng's side.

"Jun Hou said that the emperor's two fists are invincible to four hands, and now the emperor tells Jun Hou that there are three thousand warrior monks in the warrior monk hall, and they can come here to help as long as I summon them. ”

Zhao Peng smiled slightly, pointed to the immortal monk flying in the air in the distance, and said in a deep voice: "I have six thousand hands to help, what does Jun Hou think of my strength?"

Long Anjun turned to look outside the hall, turned his back directly to Zhao Peng, and did not look back for a long time, nor did he talk to Zhao Peng.

"Since you all have no meaning, this matter has been decided! From today onwards, when the Tang Dynasty is in power, it will still be the Son of Heaven!"

Zhao Peng said loudly, his eyes were on the faces of the Manchu Dynasty civil and military, scanning back and forth, and then added: "Who is in favor of this matter, and who is against?"

The officials of the DPRK and China naturally refused to give up, but Zhao Peng suddenly slashed out with a sword, and the blade of the sword slashed directly at the desk in front of the emperor of the Tang Dynasty.

Click!

The corner of the table was slashed by a sword, and the broken corner fell to the ground.

"Whoever opposes it will be like this table!"

With Zhao Peng's words, the Manchu Dynasty finally stopped talking.

And at this moment, in the direction of the sky-shading tower in the distance, there were fireworks one after another, rumbling into the air, brilliant and dazzling.

The prime minister took this opportunity and yelled at the guards outside the door: "Quickly let people go and find out who is setting off the fireworks in the sky-shading tower." The imperial capital of the Tang Dynasty is the important place of the country at the feet of the Son of Heaven, how can it easily release fireworks, if it disturbs the ancestral court of the Tang royal family, it is a serious crime!"

As soon as these words came out, all the civil and military officials echoed it, and they knew that this was the prime minister of China taking this opportunity to change the topic and want to delay time.

However, before the guards went out, someone came to tell them that the person who set off the fireworks was the owner of the sky-covering tower. And the reason for setting off fireworks turned out to be to celebrate the pro-government of the Son of Heaven and the return of civil and military officials to the court.

From this point of view, isn't it Feng Chi, the master of the Heaven Covering Tower and the true disciple of the Rainbow Demon Sect, who also made it clear that he supported Zhao Peng, the emperor?

When it was, the faces of the three prime ministers were as white as paper.

"It's settled!"

Zhao Peng said a word, nodded at the Tang Emperor, and said, "Your Majesty, the rest of the matter will be handed over to Your Majesty to deal with." Today's matter, if anyone objects to it, this emperor will definitely clear all obstacles for His Majesty!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Peng strode away.

The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were automatically separated from the left and right, and no one dared to do it.

"This emperor is too rampant!"

Prime Minister Zhong secretly cursed, but he didn't dare to say more, so he could only watch Zhao Peng go away.

Over the years, the court of the Eastern Tang Dynasty has been controlled by hundreds of civil and military officials, and those who control the civil and military officials are naturally the three prime ministers and the other three military generals with the highest positions. Rights are the most addictive, after enjoying the thrill and fun of rights, how many people can take the initiative to let go?

Coincidentally, the Tang ancestral system has rules for assessing the Son of Heaven.

These high-ranking officials in the court regarded the ancestral system as a shackle and put it on the neck of the Tang Emperor, bent on making the Tang Emperor an honest rice soup emperor.

They also thought that the Son of Heaven of the Tang Dynasty would use various means and methods to fight against the Chinese military officials of the DPRK and fight for the rights that should belong to the Son of Heaven.

Although the hundred officials have made countless calculations, they have never calculated that there will be such a person, standing in front of the Tang Tianzi, forcing the Chinese military officials of the dynasty to return to the government directly to the Son of Heaven.

Suppressed with a sword!

In a word!