The next day, it was the day of the Great Dynasty Meeting, and the big and small officials in Beijing got up early in the morning before dawn and rushed to the Qianqing Palace.

Emperor Kaiyuan has been on the throne for so many years, although there are constant party disputes in the court, but on the whole it is peaceful, at least all the struggles are controlled under the rules. On occasions like the Great Dynasty Meeting, it has always been a place for people to carry people in a sedan chair.

It's really only the last court meeting that was the most exciting, not only did he almost bury the second prince in the pit, but there was also a six-door figure who mocked the entire court, making these officials have a good look at the excitement.

"Is there still a lot of excitement to watch today?"

"Go on a dream, last time the second prince was caught off guard, if there is such a thing this time, then what else will he take."

Some officials in the Qingshui Yamen have always been isolated from party struggles, they have neither power nor wealth, and they don't even have many opportunities to speak, so it is useless to win them over.

These people gradually became the attitude of the audience for the party struggle, especially the battle between the two princes, since they can't involve themselves no matter what, they can only choose to watch the play.

These two petty officials are in such a state of mind, the two of them shrank behind the officials, whispering, quite a bit of the world is drunk and sober, very detached.

"Not necessarily, after the second prince's tired body awakened, although it was put together, it still became stronger. And the prince has also accumulated more advantages with his previous hand, and the two of them should have reached the point of seeing blood now, how do you know that there is no excitement today. ”

"Hey, no matter how hard the two of them fight, they can't make Your Majesty unhappy, otherwise no matter how powerful they are, it's useless. And His Majesty hates trouble the most, how could they do it at the Great Pilgrimage. ”

"Oh," the other man said thoughtfully, then clapped his hands and said firmly, "There must be something lively today." ”

The person in front of him was stunned, thinking that he didn't listen to himself carefully, and was about to express his dissatisfaction, but he also saw Wu Liao walking beside Wang Lei, and immediately swallowed his words back, and then nodded heavily.

"That's right, you don't have to doze off today."

Not only the two of them, but almost everyone saw Wu Liao who was talking and laughing with Shi Shiran and Wang Lei, and their bright or dark eyes were all focused on the past.

Wu Liao didn't bother to care about these people, and talked to Wang Lei by himself. "I didn't expect that everyone went today, and I thought there would be a few people left behind."

Wang Lei also felt the gaze of the hundred officials, she frowned slightly, a little worried, but she still couldn't help it and answered Wu Liao's words.

"The people who stay in the six doors now have seen our thunder methods more than once, and there are Han Ersor three people as examples, I think that they are all the most likely in the past."

Wu Liao shook his head, "It's still quite unexpected, if you don't want to go, you can still find a reason, although we have used thunder methods, but it is not unreasonable." And I just said that yesterday it was mandatory, and today it is voluntary. ”

"Hehe, they're probably all moved by your words."

"Unrealistic," Wu Liao said, "although I didn't go to see them in person, but in the shadow talisman, I also saw a few people who were obviously resentful and didn't take my words seriously, and today they didn't even complain." ”

"That..." Wang Lei was about to ask, when someone suddenly walked straight towards them, so he stopped talking and looked over in surprise.

"Wu chat! You have been confined to six doors by Your Majesty, how dare you leave without permission? Do you know what the consequences of not obeying the will of God are? ”

This is an imperial history, wearing a green robe, and his official position is not high. But the official of Yushi, even if the official rank is not high, has the right to face the saint, and he can speak on any occasion. This is very powerful, and some leaders of the small yamen with real power do not have this kind of qualification.

But Wu Liao doesn't care, he has offended a lot of people, not to mention those who can face the saint at any time, even if there are two who can live in the palace, this green-robed imperial history is really nothing.

"What are you looking at?" Seeing Wu Liao looking him up and down, the green-robed Yushi immediately became angry, widened his eyes, and took another step forward.

"Quickly kneel, kowtow to the Qianqing Palace and confess, and then roll back to the six gates, waiting for His Majesty's fate. If you dare to delay any longer, I will definitely join you in a capital crime without His Majesty! ”

The two of them exchanged a vague look before, and they both felt that it was too worthwhile, and before they entered the Qianqing Palace, there was a lively scene to see.

Wu Liao didn't disappoint them, in the face of the anger of the green-robed imperial history, he actually laughed, and then said a word of disdain.

"Then do you want to hack me to death now?"

The green-robed imperial history is stagnant, he is just an imperial history, and he is responsible for the mouth cannon part, but he has no power to kill people. Besides, although he also has cultivation, he is just a martial artist in the realm of refining gods, not to mention Wu Liao, he is afraid that he can't even beat Han Ersan.

"Bastard! Do you take the court seriously, a chaotic minister and a thief. ”

He was angry and began to talk nonsense, but Wu Liao was still the same, constantly looking at him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I'm a rebel and thief, then you can hack me to death, how about it, it's here."

"You... You..."

"Don't you dare!" Wu Liao suddenly screamed, and frightened the green-robed Yushi back three steps in a row. "Don't you want to be famous? Maybe you're still thinking about who to please you. How about it, I'll give you this opportunity, go and borrow a knife, I'll let you make three moves. ”

The green-robed Yushi's face was as if he had eaten, and he was extremely embarrassed. He really thought that there was an opportunity to take advantage of it, and wanted to brush his face here in Wu Liao to make everyone pay attention to him, this style of acting is also a common problem of many imperial histories.

Unexpectedly, Wu Liao didn't play cards according to the routine at all, and he was stunned to use the simplest method to force him speechless. Don't let him make three moves, even if he lets him have two hands, he can't beat Wu Liao.

Besides, what kind of background is Wu Liao, there are hundreds of people in front of the Qianqing Palace, and there are people who dare to kill Wu Liao, but it is definitely not him.

"I... I... I am the imperial history, and if you violate the court, I can impeach you. As for whether you want to die or not, and where you die, it has nothing to do with me. ”

"Fool," Wu Liao said disdainfully, "Although Your Majesty has confined me to the Six Gates, there is a saying in the Great Cadre Law that all officials in Beijing are not allowed to be absent from the Great Court Meeting unless the Son of Heaven has special permission." Not to mention confinement, even if you are seriously ill, you have to carry it. ”

This is sophistry, it is impossible for the imperial court to let seriously ill people go to court, and the confinement itself also has the meaning of prohibiting the court. But at the last court meeting, Emperor Kaiyuan may have been too angry and left this sentence down.

And Wu Liao is only locked in six doors, and there are no guards, so in such detail, Wu Liao can really come to the court meeting. Although he took advantage of the loophole, even Emperor Kaiyuan himself had no way to deny the legitimacy of his coming to the Qianqing Palace today.

"You—" The green-robed Imperial Historian muttered, but he didn't know what else he could say. Wu Liao didn't bother to pay attention to this guy who was carried away by the lust for power, went around for a while, and continued to walk forward.

This time, there was no stunned Qing Qing, but among the group of bigwigs in the front row, there were still malicious eyes sweeping Wu Liao, obviously the matter would not end so easily.