"I don't dare. Thinking that His Majesty is also deceived by others, the minister is loyal to His Majesty, sincere to his friends, and has never done anything sorry for his friends and sorry for the Great Jin, and he also asks His Majesty to find out the reason and return justice to the ministers. Lin Junsheng hurriedly replied.

"What a clever argument, I really don't cry when I don't see the coffin." The little emperor said.

At this time, Yuan Ming, who was standing aside, suddenly showed a smile on the corner of his mouth and walked out.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of King Xian and Lin Junsheng jumped at the same time, and the national teacher sitting on the side also picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"Lin Junsheng, you say you are innocent? King Xian, you say you have been wronged? Then please take a look at this. Yuan Ming said, and took out a blue orb from his sleeve.

It is Ma Xingkong's magic weapon that can record light and shadow pictures.

Yuan Ming raised his hand and threw it, and sacrificed the orb, and a magic trick was submerged in it.

I saw a bright blue light shooting out from the bead body, and after dripping and turning, it turned into a blue water curtain, on which a piece of light and shadow appeared, which was exactly the meeting between the prince of Xian Wang and Lin Junsheng.

The words of the conversation between the two were clear and arguable, and all of them fell into the ears of the courtiers.

"Don't worry, you are now a disciple of Changchun Guan, and he has no evidence. Yuan Ming can survive, it is completely because you missed, your father has already met your requirements, the national teacher also made an exception to accept you as an apprentice, and you also entered the Changchun Temple, but you can't protect you for a while, Yuan Ming has to solve it yourself. ”

The results are clear at a glance.

Lin Junsheng's eyes widened, he never thought that the picture of his meeting with the prince of Xianwang would be reproduced here.

"Lin Junsheng, what else do you have to say now?" The little emperor asked with a sneer.

"I, I ......"

No matter how clever he is in front of the evidence, he will not be able to return to heaven after all.

"Uncle Eight Emperors, what do you say?" The little emperor looked at King Xian again.

A look of despair appeared on the latter's pale face, and he suddenly spoke again: "Your Majesty, this is all done by the rebel son in my name, and I don't know it." ”

As soon as these words came out, the hall was in an uproar.

Everyone was shocked by King Xian's shamelessness, and in order to protect himself, he did not hesitate to shift all the blame to his son.

"Your Majesty, for the sake of the Great Jin Dynasty, the minister has been fighting abroad all the year round, and he has only one son for the country all his life, but he doesn't want to be so hated and assassinated by King Xian, the minister really doesn't understand, what's wrong with the minister?" General Yuan, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.

In just a few words, he moved all the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty.

Military generals like him, especially those who are fighting abroad, almost all of their family members are in the capital, which is actually no different from proton, which can be regarded as a means of checks and balances in the imperial court.

They have never questioned this, but Yuan Ming's incident made them realize that one day in the future, their children may also be assassinated for unknown reasons, and they suddenly felt compassion.

"Your Majesty, please severely punish King Xian, and give General Yuan's family justice." A general came out of the queue and hugged his fists.

Immediately afterward, seven or eight people came out one after another.

"Please severely punish King Xian and kill Lin Junsheng." Wenchen also spoke one after another.

For a time, the whole court was full of voices asking for murder.

King Xian was completely panicked at this time, and couldn't help but look at the national teacher sitting on the side, his eyes full of pleading.

The trace of calmness in Lin Junsheng's eyes disappeared completely, and he also cast a look of help to the national teacher.

The reason why he promised King Xian to deal with Yuan Ming was precisely for the place where he could enter the Changchun Temple to practice and worship under the head of the National Teacher Jade Pot Dao.

Because this not only means that he can safely embark on the path of cultivation, but also means that the assassination is supported by the national teacher, who is his biggest backer in the future.

"Your Majesty." The jade pot Taoist put down the teacup and sighed.

The little emperor looked at him and did not speak, but a look of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, since this matter is clear, please deal with it as soon as possible, don't delay the succession ceremony." The jade pot Taoist said.

But before the little emperor could speak, he spoke again:

"The Eighth Prince, Lord Xian, is an important minister in the court, and a relative of the emperor, please also ask Your Majesty to remember the friendship of blood relatives, as well as his assistance over the years, and leave him a life. As for Lin Junsheng, since he has already bowed to my door, please ask Your Majesty to hand him over to me for the sake of my face. ”

He understated a few words, and he wanted to save the two of them.

However, when the Korean Chinese martial arts heard this, they did not dare to argue, because although the national master never participated in secular government affairs, he was also unpredictable, and he was the invisible spokesperson of Changchun Guan in the imperial court. Everyone couldn't help but look at the little emperor's grandfather, only to see that his face was as unmoved as usual.

"Your Majesty......" General Yuan frowned and spoke.

It's just that before he could say anything, he saw the little emperor stretch out his hand and pressed it, signaling him not to say anything.

General Yuan's expression froze, his eyes full of disappointment.

The rest of the people sighed secretly, and felt that this was the case, and the dust had settled.

"National teacher, King Xian and Lin Junsheng conspired to kill the envoys, and the person who was murdered is still the son of the general of our dynasty, my companion, how can such a serious crime be forgiven? According to my will, he must be killed. If you can't show the truth of heaven, then I am incompetent as an emperor, and I still need to be diligent and self-denying, and I will work hard to govern the country, how can I retire like this? How can you be qualified to go to Changchun to practice? "Clinker, as soon as the little emperor speaks, it is a thunderbolt.

When everyone heard this, they were all shocked.

How could they never have imagined that the little emperor would be able to do so much for Yuan Ming?

This is already taking the matter of abdicating cultivation to blackmail the national teacher.

King Qing, who was shocked from the beginning, only wanted to kill his Eighth Emperor Uncle as soon as possible, and as for that Lin Junsheng, it didn't matter if he was cut by a thousand knives.

The old emperor, who had been sitting and watching the play, immediately frowned when he heard that the little emperor was going to give up his cultivation.

"Tianming, the matter of passing on the throne is a matter of national unity, how can it be child's play?"

"Grandpa, if this matter is not properly handled, the national law will become a child's play, the child can be withdrawn, can the national law be withdrawn?" The little emperor asked rhetorically.

The old emperor frowned when he heard this, looked at the national teacher and said, "Senior Brother Yuhu, although you are a national teacher, your duty is to guide the new emperor in his cultivation, and you should not meddle in secular state affairs. Don't forget, Lin Junsheng has only entered your door, and has not yet been officially entered into the Changchun Guanpu. ”

The implication of his words is that Lin Junsheng is not yet an official disciple of Changchun Guan, and when he belongs to the jurisdiction of the Great Jin, it is not his turn to protect the calf like this.

For these worldly things, who lives and who dies, the old emperor actually doesn't care, what he cares about is whether he, a precious grandson with excellent cultivation qualifications, can enter the Changchun Temple as soon as possible.

When the national teacher heard this, he opened his mouth to speak, but finally closed his mouth under the forced gaze of the old emperor.

This means that no one will open their mouths to intercede for Lin Junsheng and King Xian, and the two of them will definitely die.

The last bit of hope in Lin Junsheng's eyes was extinguished, and the whole person sat down on the ground in a gloomy manner.

"Come on, put King Xian and Lin Junsheng in prison, and behead them soon." The little emperor opened his mouth and shouted, and immediately a soldier stepped forward and captured the two of them.

King Xian's face was frightened, and he opened his mouth to speak, but after glancing at the national teacher, he was immediately silent.

Lin Junsheng had lost his soul at this moment, and the whole person fell into a trance, but when his arm was held down again, he suddenly became hysterical.

I saw him shake his arms, struggled to knock away the two people who came to control him, and roared with unwillingness on his face:

"Your Majesty, the minister is wronged, and the reason why the minister was bewitched by the virtuous king is that there is someone else behind this matter, and the person who instructed it is the ...... of the country."

Seeing that the word "national teacher" was about to come out, everyone was shocked.

King Xian looked like a madman, and looked at Lin Junsheng, but only Yuan Ming, who was the person concerned, was the most calm and composed.

At this moment, everyone felt a wave of scorching heat rising in the main hall.

"Whirring ......"

A fiery fireball roared out and hit Lin Junsheng's chest before he could utter a crazy speech.

In the next moment, the flames suddenly exploded, and there was a bang.

Lin Junsheng's body immediately burst open in the flames and turned into flying ashes.

The powerful impact of the qi wave instantly overturned the surrounding Wenchen military generals, and the hall was in chaos for a while, and the armor soldiers stationed outside also rushed in with their swords.

"Kill people?" The first thought that popped into the minds of all the people in the temple was the same.

They turned their eyes to the national teacher, only to find that he was drinking tea indifferently with a teacup and did not make any offensive moves.

At this time, everyone was surprised to find that it was the little emperor Liu Tianming who cast the spell and poured out the explosion technique.

"Bold thief, I am already a typical example, he still dares to open his mouth to bite, he really deserves death." The little emperor shouted angrily.

While speaking, he couldn't help but glance at Yuan Ming beside him, seeing that Yuan Ming still maintained an indifferent expression, and didn't seem to have any special reaction to this, the little emperor was relieved.

Yuan Ming actually understood the little emperor's dilemma. The treatment of Lin Junsheng and the Eighth Prince at today's succession ceremony is something that the two of them have agreed on before, but it is limited to this, no matter how you look at it, Yuan Ming's strength at the moment is not enough to make the national teacher pay the price, and the prestige of the national teacher, cultivation, the background of the Changchun view, and even the power in the court, are far beyond Yuan Ming.

"This matter is over, and the succession ceremony continues." The little emperor's words were a foregone conclusion for this farce, and immediately an attendant came up to clean up the stains in the hall.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief that the turmoil was finally going to subside.

"Your Majesty, the minister still has something to say." At this moment, Yuan Ming's voice sounded suddenly.

At this time, everyone suddenly discovered that during the entire conflict, Yuan Ming, as the party concerned, actually didn't speak much from beginning to end, and his sense of existence was so low that people almost forgot that he was the unlucky victim.

So when he opened his mouth, everyone's eyes immediately focused on him.

The little emperor's expression changed slightly, and General Yuan also frowned a little nervously.

The two of them were the people who knew Yuan Ming best in the entire hall, so they immediately guessed what Yuan Ming wanted to do.