Seeing Feng Yaojin's declining face, Yun Que immediately guessed why this imperial city guard came from.

"The Emperor told you to arrest me?" Cloud lacks a way.

"Yunhou, take a step to speak."

Feng Yaojin pulled Yun Que aside and whispered: "When the crown prince ascends the throne, the first thing is to thoroughly investigate the cause of Emperor Yuan Ming's death, and finally put the blame on you, otherwise, you will cut down the crown prince, anyway, killing one is also killing, killing two is also killing, saving us trouble."

"It's you, the Imperial City Guard, who is in trouble." Yun Que saw through Feng Yaojin's thoughts.

As the guard of the imperial city, Feng Yaojin had to obey the orders of the royal family, but he didn't want to seriously arrest Yun Que and bring him to justice, he didn't forget the sword of the Son of Heaven that rose in the sky three days ago.

"It's okay if you don't kill, you leave quickly, I won't see it." Feng wants to be embarrassed.

"Fear of crime and absconding, don't you confirm that I am the one who kills the king, go, I will go to the palace with you."

Yun Que said that he strode towards the direction of the palace.

Feng Yaojin hurriedly followed in confusion, unable to figure out what Yun Que was doing in the palace.

He came to the Hou Mansion to take a form, with Feng Yaojin's many years of old fritters, he could naturally see that the prince was also taking a formality, and now everyone is in the limelight, and his reputation is higher than that of the emperor, not to mention that people even dare to kill strong people such as the national teacher, can they still be afraid of an emperor.

Today's palace can only be described as miserable.

Due to the location of the Great War, most of the palace was no longer inhabitable, it was all in ruins, and it took three days to clear the masonry and stone residue.

The crown prince Yin Hongzhuo hastily ascended the throne in a side hall, and everything was simple in what should have been a huge enthronement ceremony, but he just issued a notice all over the city.

The new emperor ascended the throne, and Yin Hongzhuo had great ambitions.

But the death of the first emperor is like a fish in the throat.

If you don't make a noise, forget it, Yin Hongzhuo feels sorry for his ancestors and ancestors, it's really a nest.

But let him kill Yun Que, he didn't dare.

After thinking about it for three days, Yin Hongzhuo finally came up with a countermeasure.

He knew that the disciples of the Sword Palace were going to the Spirit Sword Sect, so he planned to let Yun Que carry a black cauldron of killing the monarch when he left the imperial city, and send Feng Yaojin to get people, just to go away.

As long as the murderer is decided, then he Yin Hongzhuo can sit back and relax, and when Yun Que arrives in the Spirit Sword Sect, there will be an elder of the sect to hold him accountable.

He, the new emperor, can not only avenge the previous emperor and gain the reputation of a filial son, but he does not have to come forward to take any risks.

After thinking of this strategy, Yin Hongzhuo was proud for a long time, and he decided that Yun Que would definitely leave and would not come to the palace again.

However, to Yin Hongzhuo's great surprise,

When he happened to be sitting upright behind the dragon case to summon the ministers, Yun Que actually stepped into the main hall.

The moment he saw Yun Que appear, Yin Hongzhuo trembled, his mouth opened wide, and his eyes were full of horror, as if he had seen a devouring beast, and he almost didn't drill under the table.

"Cold, cold, cold...... No! The Marquis of Yanmen has not been summoned, so he has come here to do something!" Yin Hongzhuo's tongue couldn't be straightened, and he trembled.

As soon as the Manchu Dynasty civil and military saw the lack of clouds, they immediately became different.

The bowed heads, the smiling smiling, are all waiting to watch the show.

The self-righteousness of the new emperor is no less than shooting himself in the foot in the eyes of these elvet courtiers.

People even dare to slaughter your father, can they still be afraid of you?

It's not good to deduct the black pot for anyone, you have to give someone a lack of buttons, and now the black pot is not buckled, and you are on your head.

"I heard that His Majesty has ascended the throne, and Benhou personally came to congratulate him."

Yun Que took a step and went straight to the dragon case, and the civil and military officials immediately retreated to both sides to separate a passage, as if Yun Que was the Ninth Five.

"No, you don't have to! The Marquis of Yanmen can have this thought, and I will accept it."

Yin Hongzhuo hurriedly stood up from the dragon chair and looked around in disbelief.

He's looking for help.

It's a pity that no one in the Manchu Dynasty looked at him, all of them lowered their heads and pretended to be dumb, and even the first assistant Zhou Shibo closed his eyes as if he was dozing off.

Feng Yaojin didn't even enter the main hall door, leaning outside the hall gate and listening to the excitement.

Walking to the front of the dragon case, Yun Que said indifferently:

"I heard that Your Majesty is going to arrest the murderer of the king, Ben Hou has come to declare."

Yun Que's eyes sank, and said: "Emperor Yuan Ming, it is indeed the war horse on my rack, the battlefield I sent, he died in front of the two armies, and I have a direct connection, if you say that I am the monarch killer, in fact, it is right, I personally sent him to die, so faint, living is the disaster of Dayan."

"You—you confessed!" Yin Hongzhuo forced his composure and said, "The Marquis of Yanmen committed a crime and killed the monarch, and the crime should be ......."

Boom!

In the main hall, the long sword was out of the body, and the cold light was shining.

Yun Que stood in front of the emperor with a sword in his hand, watching coldly.

Yin Hongzhuo was stunned for a long time, and he didn't dare to say the last half of the sentence.

The dignified emperor of a country ended up so humble, Yin Hongzhuo felt resentful, and held a breath of resentment in his heart.

He couldn't bear it anymore, and finally burst out and raised his head and shouted, "There is a kind of you who even killed me! Kill two emperors in a row, and see if the Spirit Sword Sect will let you go!"

"That's what you said." Yun Que put the long sword on the other party's shoulder.

"The king is dead! My Yin royal family will not give in!"

Yin Hongzhuo was righteous and awe-inspiring, and at the same time, he glanced at the long sword beside his neck, and when he saw the word Shang Fang on the sword body, his expression suddenly changed, and he shouted, "Shang Fang Sword! Wait a minute! Wait a minute! Don't kill me!"

Yin Hongzhuo looked like a ghost, and directly collapsed to the ground.

He was now covered in cold sweat.

Shang Fang killed the emperor with a sword, and if he killed, he would kill in vain!

As soon as Shang Fang's sword appeared, all the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were stunned, and Zhou Shibo, who closed his eyes and recuperated, opened his eyes, wondering how Yun Que even had Shang Fangjian.

Yin Hongzhuo struggled and asked, "How can my Yin family's Shang Fang Sword be in your hands!"

Yun Que was condescending, and pointed at the emperor and said:

"This sword is the inheritance of my master Yin Tianxiao, from today onwards, Ben Hou is a big Yan vegetable planter, the emperor is like a cabbage, whoever is crooked, Ben Hou will cut whom, do you think, he is crooked."

"Ancestral ......"

Yin Hongzhuo's last glimmer of hope was shattered, his face was full of ashes, and he kowtowed with tears in his eyes: "The Marquis of Yanmen spares his life! I'm just sitting on the throne, and I haven't grown up yet, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

The emperor of a country is in tears, like a child who is bullied.

The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were all terrified.

People now know that although they have washed away the humiliation of the Yun clan, although they have saved millions of lives in the city, and although the battle of the Northern Expedition has shone brightly, the Marquis of Hanshui is still the demon king of the mixed world!

What imperial power, what rules, in the eyes of others is not a fart!

Zhou Shibo shook his head and smiled bitterly, and was very pleased with Yun Que's move in his heart.

Don't look vulgar, compare the emperor to a cabbage, but with this vegetable grower, the future of Yan Kingdom will be more prosperous and powerful!

patted Yin Hongzhuo's head with the hilt of his sword, and Yun Que said like a dog:

"Be your emperor, don't be crooked."

With that, he walked away.

The Manchu Dynasty Wenwu looked at the elegant figure that stepped out of the main hall, and was full of envy.

When Hou Ye came to this job, there was absolutely no one before and no one after him.

When the disciples of the Sword Palace gathered and set off for the sect, Yun Que flew in the opposite direction alone on a blue sky boat.

The destination is Yanmen Town.

Yun Que wants to go back to his hometown to find the gift left by his father.