"Yes, Your Majesty, you must punish him severely to set an example!"

Feng Chongwu stared at Sheng Zhengye gloomily for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and laughed: "Okay, I'm ready. Come! Proclaim! Sheng Zhengye's goddaughter has no way, despises the saint, deprives her Sheng family of all official positions and titles, and gives her a three-foot white silk! The rest of the Sheng family and others will be sent to the western frontier as slaves, and they will never be allowed to return to Beijing!"

Hearing this, all the ministers were shocked!

The people in the western Xinjiang are fierce, wars are frequent, and there are more witch people who are good at witchcraft, if you go there, where will you still have your life? Not to mention the holy decree that you will never return to Beijing!

Feng Chongwu wants to destroy the entire Sheng family!

Sheng Zhiyao looked at Feng Chongwu coldly, he was really willing to give up his blood! But she liked the result!

She took a step forward slowly, stood there without hesitation, and smiled at Feng Chongwu, "Thank you for success!"

Feng Chongwu looked at her calm expression, and a panic inexplicably rose in his heart.

"You!"

"Feng Chongwu, should you change your will just now? For example, how about leaving that three-foot white silk to yourself?"

Feng Chongwu's face suddenly turned pale.

Sheng Zhiyao looked at him coldly and smiled mockingly, "Oh? I forgot to tell you that your decision was wrong, and it's too late for you to take back that will."

Feng Chongwu roared angrily: "How can you leave my decision to beak?"

"So, you're still trying to kill me?" Sheng Zhiyao asked with a smile.

"I will not only kill you, but also punish your nine clans!" Feng Chongwu gritted his teeth and said.

Sheng Zhiyao smiled, and she turned her head to look at the courtiers around her.

Suddenly, he raised his voice and shouted, "Feng Chongwu privately set up a faction of the Black Demon Sect to intercept and assassinate the imperial grandfather on his way to Xichu. Fortunately, the emperor's grandfather, Jiren Tianxiang, was rescued safe and sound by King Chen, who escorted him all the way. But Feng Chongwu did not give up, and tried his best to chase and kill, so that General Fu Baiyan was seriously injured and bedridden, and the old Marquis Sheng's hand bones were broken, and even Feng Yuanchen, who crusaded against him for the emperor's grandfather, was poisoned and mutilated by Feng Chongwu, and he is still unconscious. Now you still want to kill our Sheng family to vent your anger, you are really mad!"

Sheng Zhiyao's words were like a boulder thrown into the lake, instantly setting off a thousand waves.

"During this period, I have been treating and taking care of Grandpa Huang, General Fu Baiyan and others, but you took advantage of my absence in the palace to kill Grandma Huang, imprisoned Mama Rong, and slaughtered all the palace people in the Purple Phoenix Palace, people like you are also worthy of sitting on the throne?"

Feng Chongwu glared at Sheng Zhiyao with a hideous face, his eyes red: "Shut up! Hugh is talking nonsense!"

Sheng Zhiyao sneered, and looked at Feng Chongwu's eyes full of disdain: "Are you afraid? Are you afraid that the power of the imperial grandfather will affect your stability on the throne? You are so pitiful that even your own ancestors will not protect you!"

Feng Chongwu jumped like thunder, pointed at Sheng Zhiyao and scolded: "Presumptuous, you dare to insult today's saints!" Come on, drag this person down to me and put him to death!"

Several sturdy guards immediately came over, ready to take Sheng Zhiyao away.

Who knew that Sheng Zhiyao did not dodge or dodge, but raised his face, took out a porcelain vase from his cuff, and said to the guard, "You dare to touch me to try, this porcelain vase is not something to be served."

Hearing Sheng Zhiyao's words, the guards hurriedly took a few steps back, surrounding her in the middle, not daring to get any closer for half a minute.

They only felt that the beautiful and moving child in front of them was a little delicate and willful, which made them feel the urge to escape.

But they can't help it, because Feng Chongwu's order has already been issued, if they don't do it, then it should be themselves who die. z.br>

"Get away from the county lord!" Sheng Zhiyao looked at the group of guards in front of him menacingly, "Hmph, Feng Chongwu, you harbored Jiang Shaolan, the family member of the rebel, and married her, changed her identity, and changed her appearance, so you think you can hide from the world?"

Jiang Shaolan?

The courtiers and guards all looked at each other.

Of course they know who Jiang Shaolan is, she was Feng Yuanqing's side concubine, and Feng Chongwu actually married his nephew's side concubine?

This is simply ridiculous!

Moreover, what kind of virtue is Feng Yuanqing, everyone is like a mirror in his heart, although Feng Yuanqing is dead now, his charge of rebellion cannot be washed away.

"What the county lord said is true?" One of the courtiers couldn't help but ask.

"Of course it's true, bring me Princess Wu's Li family?" Sheng Zhiyao commanded.

Soon, Mei'er and Zhu'er dragged someone over and threw them on the ground.

Everyone looked down and saw a woman lying on the ground with broken clothes, messy hair, pale face, and blood spilling from the corners of her mouth...... Apparently tortured.

"She is Princess Wu Li?" Someone exclaimed.

When Feng Chongwu married the Li family, although it was not grand and did not invite many people, there were always people who knew her among the courtiers.

Sheng Zhiyao nodded proudly: "Yes, it's her, if you don't believe it, you can ask someone to check it, and I will take off her disguise in front of everyone."

Sheng Zhiyao calmly walked up to Jiang Shaolan and uncovered the human skin mask on her face, revealing a familiar face.

Jiang Shaolan looked at Sheng Zhiyao with resentful eyes, and she almost wanted to kill her.

Today, she was carefully dressed up and ready to sit in the position of the queen, but who expected Sheng Zhiyao to appear in the Wuwang Mansion with a swagger, and let her maid catch her, and after several resistances, she was finally defeated, and ended up like this.

The courtiers exchanged glances with each other, all speculating about how Sheng Zhiyao knew that the Li family was Jiang Shaolan.

"Did you say that Jiang Shaolan was Princess Wu?" One of the courtiers questioned, "What if it's an impersonation? After all, she is a martial princess, how can she be easily arrested?"

Sheng Zhiyao sneered and glanced at him coldly.

"Are you full of in your head? Do you want to go to King Wu's Mansion and ask? Or do you go and search?"

Sheng Zhiyao did not hide her disdain and ridicule, so angry that the man's face was flushed, but he couldn't find the words to refute it.

Sheng Zhiyao continued to say coldly: "The Wuwang Mansion is heavily guarded, but it's a pity that there is a traitor, but I promised her to spare her life, so Yu Manrou, the daughter of Yu Guogong, is in the palace now, if you don't believe it, call and ask."

"Yu Guogong's daughter?" The courtiers began to talk again, and they didn't understand what Sheng Zhiyao meant by the traitor.

The courtiers looked at each other, although they also felt that the Wuwang Mansion was heavily guarded, but it was not completely impossible to enter, before Feng Chongwu opened a killing ring in the palace, replacing all the people who deserved it, most of the guards of the Wuwang Mansion were transferred into the palace, and naturally it was not as leaky as before.

"Okay, you Sheng Zhiyao, you actually trespassed into the Martial King's Mansion with the intention of assassinating me!" Feng Chongwu suddenly stood up and shouted, "Come on, take her down for me, escort her to the execution platform and behead her!"