Outside the Heart Cultivation Palace, Min Ning looked at the roof of the hall with a hole not far away, beckoned to the guards beside him, and wanted to enter the hall to negotiate.

A strategist behind Zhenguo Gong Yihao suddenly spoke: "A few years ago, His Royal Highness made a contribution with a musket, and he must have understood the power of firearms, even the best masters can not resist. ”

Zhen Guogong looked at Min Ning's uncertain face, suddenly turned around and slapped the strategist, and scolded: "You slave, where do you want to put Your Highness's 'loyalty and filial piety'?" ”

As the eldest son of Jiaqing, if there is no accident, Min Ning will inevitably succeed to the throne in the future, so he is naturally unwilling to take the risk of potentially hurting the emperor, and let his subordinates shoot, making him lose the honor of "loyalty and filial piety". If something goes wrong, the crown prince's position is likely to be shaken.

Most of the time, the princes and ministers still value the immediate personal interests more than the crises that the court may face in the future.

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The night is getting darker, and there are more and more soldiers and horses and masters gathered outside the Heart Cultivation Palace.

"Don't hurt the emperor, we are willing to negotiate!"

Several eunuchs cautiously pushed open the door of the palace, and several important ministers who were guarded by elite guards slowly walked in.

But I saw dozens of shields and dozens of spears densely blocking the front, like an insurmountable barrier.

If a person wants to break through these guards, it means that he has to defeat the combined force of dozens of people by himself, and he is afraid that he must have tens of thousands of catties of great strength to do it. In their eyes, this is naturally impossible.

If you don't have the confidence to defend against the assassins, even if you want to be good and loyal in front of the emperor. The princes and ministers would not have been so bold to approach each other.

Jiaqing, who was originally dizzy from pain and sat on the throne, lifted his spirits and looked at the ministers and princes who entered the hall, with a look of hope on his face.

Zhao Qing held a blade in each hand, and also found a seat to sit on, calmly looking down.

"This ...... Righteous man, what do you want to hold the emperor hostage? If it is not too excessive, the old minister can make his own decision and agree. ”

"What if I'm asking too much?" Zhao Qing glanced at the several officials who came over and guessed their identities.

"This ...... Otherwise, righteous man, write down your request and let us circulate it and discuss it. Zhen Guogong turned his head and glanced at the guards beside him, and suddenly two athletic military attachés rushed out towards Zhao Qing, ready to take the paper with the requirements.

This was a reasonable request, in order not to leak the contents of the negotiations between the two sides to the guards.

Zhao Qing seemed to agree to this request, and began to sharpen the ink and pick up the pen and write the content. At this moment, two military attachés who had come to pick up things suddenly made a move.

One of them flew towards Jiaqing, trying to regain the emperor; The other person stabbed Zhao Qing with his sword, buying time for his companions.

However, they overestimated their martial arts. But hearing the light groan of the long sword, Zhao Qing had already slashed the blades of the two of them, and kicked them towards the place where the spears were arrayed.

Under the effect of her strong Shenzhao Gong's internal force, the meridians, hands and feet of the two military attachés were paralyzed and difficult to move, and their bodies flew towards dozens of spears, unable to dodge, and pierced them with seven or eight more blood holes each, and there was no breath at all.

Seeing that they had stabbed their colleagues to death, the guards were furious, and immediately several of them wanted to fight back. However, Min Ning was worried about the emperor's safety and hurriedly shouted.

Just as they were making noise, Zhao Qing let out a clear roar, which made the candle flame dim, and then suddenly took out his sword, like a ball of five-colored light rising into the sky, and then falling from the sky.

The instantaneous change in the intensity of the light made the guards' eyes restrict, and by the time they reacted and raised their shields and spears, Zhao Qing had already fallen from the sky, the bloody knife in his left hand was between Min Ning's neck, and the long sword in his right hand swept around, cutting down more than a dozen guards on the inner layer, and the tip of the sword was facing the other ministers, trembling slightly.

No matter how strict and dense the guards were, they couldn't prevent the attack from above, and the prince and the minister were captured in one fell swoop.

"Don't think about rescuing the emperor, he has already been in my unique power, and only I can save him in the world." As she spoke, she clapped her hands on the backs of several ministers.

"You are the emperor's son, stay, I have something to say, and the rest of the people will withdraw from the palace for me."

Zhao Qing also inquired about the costumes of the royal family, coupled with the interrogation of Jiaqing, and confirmed the identity of the prince.

The ministers who were hit by the palm were pale and weak, and their legs were weak, and they almost wanted to fall. They left one after another, supported by the guards, and waited outside the temple.

"You two, have you ever known that you are actually Han Chinese? One is the grandson of Chen Shiqi and the other is his great-grandson, both of whom have Han Chinese blood rather than Manchu orthodoxy. ”

Facing Jiaqing and the future Daoguang, Zhao Qing said with a somewhat strange face.

In the setting of "Book of Swords and Enmity", during the Kangxi period, Yinzhen swapped his daughter with Chen Shiqi's son in order to compete for the prince. In other words, Qianlong is actually the son of Chen Shiqi and Chen Jialuo's brother, who is a Han Chinese.

Jiaqing, as the descendants of Qianlong, is naturally the queen of the Han people.

However, after listening to Zhao Qing's statement, the two of them didn't say a word, but the expression on their faces was as if they had heard the biggest joke in the world. Zhao Qing knew that Qianlong did not tell the truth about his son's origin.

However, even if the two know their identities, in order to protect their own interests, they will never admit to publicizing it. But it's good to be able to cooperate a little more.

Zhao Qing sighed lightly and said to Jiaqing: "The masters and plots of the imperial court are vulnerable under the suppression of my absolute strength. You have already seen it, so there is no need to continue to hope in vain. ”

"Now that most of the ministers in the capital who hold the military power have fallen into my hands, life and death are in my hands, do you still want to continue to resist? Think more about your sons! ”

She took out a delicate bracket from her sleeve, which was the container that Ling Huisi had used to hold the pollen of the Golden Wave Flower before.

"In addition to my Seven Evil Red Hands, this Golden Wave Flower, the two of you, as well as the remaining high-ranking people in the imperial court, can also give it a try." A faint smile appeared on Zhao Qing's face.

After some tugging and torture, the two were finally forced to agree.

As a result, Zhao Qing negotiated the relevant conditions with Jiaqing and formally signed a number of treaties of "loss of power and humiliation of the country".

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A month later, the proclamation issued by the imperial court had spread throughout the towns.

Originally, the World Martial Arts Tournament held by the people in Jingzhou was changed to be supervised by the government, held in a specially developed flat land outside the capital, and ordered that all sects and factions in the world needed to be present to participate.

As soon as this notice came, it immediately caused a sensation in the martial arts of the whole world.

It is said that the Shaolin Temple, known as the head of martial arts in the world, immediately responded to the call of the imperial court and sent several respected elders of the Dharma Hall and the Luohan Hall to Beijing.

Then the Kongtong, Kunlun, and Diancang factions also moved one after another and sent masters to participate.

The Red Flower Society, which had been dormant in Xinjiang for many years and was already in decline, was secretly invited back to the capital by the imperial court and began to serve as the personal guards of some high-ranking officials and nobles, as well as many official positions related to the Green Battalion.

The world's rivers and lakes are rising again.

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