"No, no, no, I'm going to kill you and be emperor again. ”

Yang Qi's voice echoed in the hall, but the hall that was originally in an uproar suddenly fell silent, and it was not until the shouts of Su Jiaji, the secretary of the military department, sounded that the ministers reacted.

"Yang Qi, do you know what you're talking about?"

Yang Qi smiled, did not answer, and rushed towards Zhao Qinian with a knife.

The ministers never thought that Yang Qi would be so decisive, and they exclaimed. There were those who hugged their heads and scurried, those who shouted to escort them, and those who pointed at Yang Qi and scolded angrily, but they did not step forward to stop them.

Yang Qi has been famous for many years, they think they are capable ministers of the world, if they compete with Wufu and let themselves have a mistake, it is not a good thing for Ming Wu.

So they fled with peace of mind, and watched with peace of mind as their majesty stood in place, in a trance.

Although Zhao Qinian still looked a little thin, he was a little stronger than when he first ascended the throne, so he could also change into the dragon robe that Yang Qi sewed for him.

Yang Qi's figure was very familiar to him, and even his body was surrounded by Yang Qi's flavor all the time.

The cold glow on the blade's body reflected on the five-clawed golden dragon of the dragon robe, making the dragon seem to come back to life, but his master was in danger.

Zhao Qinian lost the ability to think, so he watched Yang Qi climb the steps and slash down on the top of his head.

He could clearly see the battle marks on the sword, this war knife that had killed many rebels fell on the master of this empire at this time, I don't know what kind of mood it was?

Maybe in the eyes of his father-in-law, he was never an emperor, but a weak and incompetent puppet?

Zhao Qinian remembered the promise of his father-in-law before the death of the first emperor, and also remembered that his father-in-law patted his shoulder and said, "I will help you." ”

At that time, although his eyes were a little hazy, he could clearly see the firm face of his father-in-law, and that kind of expression could rarely be seen in the casual and casual father-in-law, and he could not forget it.

As the sound of the wind brought by the war knife blew on his cheeks, the clear killing intent on Yang Qi's face was clearly reflected in his eyes, and Zhao Qinian smiled.

That's it, I didn't want to be the emperor in the first place, but now it's a relief, right? Mingwu Yi's father will govern it for me.

He just wanted to close his eyes and welcome death, when he saw a figure suddenly appear beside him, it was his personal father-in-law.

Gonggong Hong slapped his palm on Yang Qi's arm, and the war knife grazed Zhao Qinian's body and slashed down on the dragon chair, and one of the armrests of the dragon chair was broken in response.

Zhao Qinian felt scared and wanted to take two steps back, but he forgot that there was a dragon chair behind him and sat down on the dragon chair.

I subconsciously wanted to hold on to the handle, but one hand slapped into the air.

He didn't turn his head, still staring at Yang Qi, feeling a little aggrieved.

I trust you so much, I rely on you so much, I obey you, why do you still kill me?

Yang Qi unloaded Grandpa Hong's palm power and slashed the knife at Grandpa Hong with his backhand.

Gonggong Hong squinted at the slashing knife, and suddenly his pupils shrank, and he raised his breath to avoid an invisible knife intent, but he didn't dare to attack again, for fear that Yang Qi would do something to his majesty.

It's just that the competition between masters is only on the first line, and Yang Qi didn't look at Zhao Qinian, and returned to Gonggong Hong.

This palm slapped on Gonggong Hong's shoulder, although it was not a vital point, but the internal force was strong, Gonggong Hong flew out a few steps at once, and he couldn't stand up for a while.

Yang Qi snorted, and slashed at Zhao Qinian with his knife, but the disappointment in his eyes overshadowed the killing intent.

Zhao Qinian didn't hide, he couldn't hide and didn't want to hide, he watched quietly, but in his eyes, the knife was much slower this time.

He didn't know if it was the knife that was slow, or his own heart was slow.

However, no matter how slow the knife is, it still has to fall, but this time the sword still failed to fall on Zhao Qinian's head.

At the last moment, there was a sound of gold and iron clashing on the blade, and a short dagger once again deflected the blade.

The knife was biased towards the other armrest, and now both armrests of the dragon chair were cut off, as if mocking Zhao Qinian.

Then a red figure fell from the beam, and Zhao Qinian's originally gray heart also came to life.

A smile spread across his face, thinking about how similar the scene was when he first saw Jia Er.

But a woman in a red shirt is here to kill herself, and the other is here to save herself.

It's just that his joy has not reached its peak, when he sees Riying kick him in the chest, and there is a force in his chest, and he even slides back two steps with the dragon chair.

My mother, no matter how hard it is to kill people and save people, I am not very merciful.

Zhao Qinian rubbed his chest and thought so.

But he didn't have time to think too much, he looked at Ri Ying anxiously, he knew that Ri Ying's martial arts were not weak, but it should still be inferior to Yang Qi, not to mention that she didn't have a blade at this time.

But then Riying shook out a short dagger, and Zhao Qinian fixed his eyes on it, she sent someone to build it for her after she came to the palace.

Zhao Qinian suddenly felt much more relieved for some reason.

Ri Ying's martial arts and Yang Qi are not the same way, Yang Qi's sword is wide open and closed, and the sharp knife intent leaves traces in the hall, and the knife skills that are not rough have been attacking Ri Ying's vital point.

Ri Ying's footwork was strange, like a butterfly fighting around Yang Qi, occasionally stabbing Yang Qi to guard against it.

Red surrounds black, and if there is no occasional burst of fire, it would be a beautiful sight.

However, Ri Ying didn't have to fight with Yang Qi for long, and after having to make a hard cut with a short dagger, Ri Ying turned over and turned a few steps to distance Yang Qi.

Zhao Qinian then remembered to call the guards, and saw two children rushing out of the side, it was Tai Zheng and Luo Li, standing in front of him.

Their thin bodies were still trembling slightly, and the hands holding the strange flutes were white.

It's just that the two backs are extremely firm, and the gaze that looks at Yang Qi is also extremely fierce.

Zhao Qinian smiled slightly, stood up and pulled the two children behind him, wiped his tears and shouted to Yang Qi: "Father-in-law, I am here, I am not afraid of you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt the hall tremble, and saw a group of black tides rushing into the hall.

Zhao Qinian wiped away his tears, only to see that it was the palace guards, everyone was iron-armored and swords, murderous, and it was no longer the Imperial Forest Army that was unbearable back then.

More than 100 guards instantly filled the hall, separating Yang Qi in the middle.

The commander of the forbidden army had already received a report from his subordinates, but he felt that today's event was extraordinary, so he hurried to come after gathering some more people.

He hesitated for a moment, stood up and hugged his fist at Yang Qi and said, "General, who are you?"

"I'm here to assassinate Your Majesty. Yang Qi pulled a knife flower and collected the fat on his waist to make himself look more powerful.

After Yang Qi finished speaking, all the guards drew their swords, and the sound of brushing made the hairs of the people in the hall who had never been on the battlefield stand up, and they were startled by this momentum.

It's just that they didn't have time to feel at ease, so they saw that most of the guards who were supposed to help them pointed their swords at His Majesty, and only a few recruits pointed their swords at Yang Qi.

However, when the recruits saw that the old pawns and the Praetorian Guard commanders beside them were different from their movements, they hesitated for a moment, and only reluctantly pointed their swords at His Majesty.

Zhao Qinian looked at more than 100 silver mangs in a trance, and pulled the two children behind him tighter, "Are you going to rebel?"

Tai Zheng's trembling body felt His Majesty's trembling hands, looked at the back of the master, and then looked at the more than 100 guards, and felt that he was not so afraid.

Even if he is facing General Yang, and there may be tens of thousands of guards, he will stand behind his master and stand on His Majesty's side.

Yang Qi waved his hand at the commander of the guards, "You are His Majesty's guards, I don't trust you, if you want to stop me, just make a move, if you don't dare to stop it, just watch from the side." ”

After he finished speaking, he pointed to Zhao Qinian, who was standing at the top, and said sarcastically: "Everyone, look at Your Majesty, a lonely man! Your Majesty was assassinated, and there was only one father-in-law, a girl and two children who could protect Your Majesty.

As far as I know, there should be no less than twenty people, and all of them are martial arts enough to rival the elders of the famous sects in the rivers and lakes, but none of them dare to stand up at this time.

Look at the Jingzhong Janissary again, it should have been the strongest force in the hands of His Majesty, but at this time he was still asking the opinion of the assassin, and you said that this is not ridiculous? Your Majesty, what kind of emperor are you?"

Zhao Qinian didn't speak, looked at Yang Qi quietly, looked at the guards in the hall quietly, and suddenly had some enlightenment.

There was silence in the hall for a while, and one person pushed aside the guards and stood in front of Yang Qi.

This person is Li Jinglan.

"General Yang, in the next weak scholar, I am willing to block a knife for Your Majesty. Li Jinglan bowed respectfully.

Another person walked into the entrance, and it was Su Jiaji, who had a gloomy face.

"The old man is the secretary of the military department, and now that the military power is falling, the old man is willing to apologize for his crime with death!"

Yang Qi laughed, pointed a knife at the two and asked, "A scholar, an old man, but the matter of two knives, how can you stop me from killing Your Majesty?"

Without waiting for the two to answer, more than ten people walked in outside the hall, looking at their official uniforms, the highest was no more than eight grades.

"Wu Jun, the courtier's honor, is willing to block the sword for His Majesty!"

"Chen Hongwen Pavilion school book Gu Ying, willing to block the knife for His Majesty!"

"Chen Zonglu, the minister of the Taishi Bureau, is willing to block the knife for His Majesty!"

......

"The minister supervises Yu Shi Pang Town, and is willing to block the sword for His Majesty!"

These dozens of people entered Muyang Palace for the first time, but they were not timid, surrounded by the forbidden army, and they still spoke word by word in the face of the highest status person in the court.

Li Jinglan looked at them with emotion, he knew each of them, they were all young officials he had single-handedly promoted from the humble family.

Yang Qi turned to look at them with interest, they were not very old, most of them were thin, and although their faces were full of exhaustion, they all stood straight.

He walked up to a man, and the loose iron armor on his body made a grinding sound and hit the man's heart, but no one retreated.

"When will you become an official?" Yang Qi asked seemingly casually.

"The minister was recommended by Li Xiang in the sixth year of Yuanwu and was an official for ten years. ”

Yang Qi nodded, "You're too thin, you don't need me a knife, half a knife is enough." ”

The corner of the man's mouth twitched when he heard this, and he wanted to refute a few words unconvinced, but he didn't know what to say for a while.

You can't say I'm going to gain weight first and then cut it for you, right?

Yang Qi smiled when he saw him like this, glanced at the outside of the hall, and lifted the knife, "Okay, I'll send you on your way." ”

The sword was about to be swung down, and suddenly there was another shout outside the hall.

"Wait! Grass people Chen Shou, willing to relieve His Majesty's worries. ”

Lao Chen came with a sword.