"Zizi-" The sound of the long sword cutting through the bluestone ground slowly sounded, and with the appearance of this voice, the main gate of the palace hall was instantly collapsed by a powerful internal force.

For a while, sawdust splashed, and several screams came from the hall.

"Ahh

"My face—"

"My arm—"

The screamers were a few of the fish in the pond that were hit by the flying sawdust. Amid these screams, a group of soldiers in armor quickly poured into the main hall from both sides of the gate.

In less than a quarter of an hour, all the civil and military officials in the hall were subdued, and the only few who resisted were directly killed on the spot.

"Ahh

"Help—"

Blood was spilled on the ground in the screams, and such a scene instantly frightened the middle-aged emperor sitting on the dragon chair to turn pale.

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die."

Emperor Showa's body on the dragon chair was shaking, all these years, Zhao Cheng was not in the court, and he finally tasted the sweetness.

He almost forgot how he sat here.

He shouldn't have provoked that madman, let alone sent someone to kill their father and son, the most news he had heard over the years was that Zhao Cheng wanted to turn the whole world over the world in order to find the missing woman.

Seeing him go crazy and no longer care about the affairs of the court, he was very glad and only hoped that the woman would never show up and let him continue to go crazy.

The more he tasted power, the more he didn't want Zhao Cheng to return to the court.

For this reason, he sent people to assassinate him, but he didn't want to send out in the end, and all the people he sent out survived.

In the gray face of Emperor Showa, a cold man dressed in black walked slowly at the gate.

The man's long hair was like ink and he wore a jade crown, and a golden tassel hung down on each side of the jade crown on his chest, and the wind outside blew up, blowing a strand of his hair.

He walked into the hall step by step with a long sword in his hand, and the tip of the long sword in his hand was pierced inside from beginning to end, and with each step, sparks sparked on the ground and there was a sound of sparkling.

That voice made everyone in the hall dare not come out.

Come Zhao Cheng, he is the prime minister of this country, no, to be precise, he was still the prime minister of this country before yesterday.

Zhao Cheng is not only the prime minister, but also a prime minister who holds military power, but now the prime minister has rebelled.

Speaking of Prime Minister Zhao Cheng, no one is not afraid, they have seen this person's methods of turning the clouds and rain as early as the time of the first emperor, and Zhao Cheng was only seventeen or eighteen years old at that time.

I don't know what means were used to make the old emperor obey him, and when he died, he even handed over the military power to him.

Zhao Cheng walked not far from the dragon chair before stopping, he was dressed in black, the cuffs and neckline were embroidered with gold thread moire, and the clothes were embroidered with unicorns.

Since ancient times, in addition to the dragon, the unicorn is a symbol of dignity, which is generally only found on the clothes of the prince. But Zhao Cheng, as the prime minister, embroidered with a unicorn on his clothes, the extravagance of that body was natural, and the momentum of standing there overshadowed Emperor Showa sitting on the dragon chair.

Zhao Cheng lifted his sword in the main hall, and his two fingers gently brushed on the cold sword, and everyone who looked at it casually only felt that their backs were cold.

Zhao Cheng raised his head expressionlessly and looked at the man sitting on the dragon chair, and then spoke in a deep voice.

"Have you figured out how to die?"

The deep voice resounded slowly in the hall, making everyone shiver unconsciously.

Although the emperor on the dragon chair was afraid, he couldn't help but stand up tremblingly and pointed at Zhao Cheng and said.

"Prime Minister, are you going to rebel? Do you dare to kill the king? ”