All the members of the Taiping Prison were leaning, like a wild beast rampant, even if it was just moving forward, there was already a huge momentum bursting out.

There was a eunuch who appeared very ghostly beside Emperor Linxun, with a soft complexion, as if he had not seen the light for a long time.

A pair of vulture eyes glanced at Xu Ping'an, giving a lot of pressure.

Although his hands rested in his sleeve robe, Xu Ping'an vaguely felt as if he was being targeted by the eye of heaven.

"Stand down!"

Emperor Linxun once again reprimanded the Taiping Prison, and said in a loud voice: "The courtier is loyal to the king, the son is filial to his father, and there are people who dare to make a move against the emperor throughout the ages!"

"Shut your foul mouth!"

Xu Ping'an lost his temper for the first time, and after holding it for so long, he still couldn't hold back this sentence.

The words son and father are more like a great irony for him, and he feels that it is a great shame to have the slightest relationship with the person in front of him.

The Spring and Autumn Knife in his hand was raised, pointing directly at Lin Xun, and there was a coldness in his eyes that could not be concealed.

No matter what kind of identity it is, doing such a thing is enough to destroy the family and the family.

Emperor Wenwu's eyes sank slightly, and he was not afraid of this knife at all, even if it was only three inches away from him: "Very good!"

"The character is with me, fierce and reckless. ”

"No matter what, you are my heir, this cannot be changed, I forgive you for today's events, but I hope you will not do it again in the future, otherwise you will only harm others and yourself. ”

Xu Ping'an was about to refute and scold, but a soft force pushed him to the rear, and even the fierce horse was involuntarily retreating, without any ability to resist.

He looked sideways, Li Guiyao waved his hand, he was making a move.

"So what's the point of a knife at you?"

Li Guiyao said lightly, and the three-foot box in his arms was pinched in his hand and pointed at Lin Xun.

His eyes were full of unruliness and domineering.

It seems that he has returned to the world again.

In his eyes, there is only whether he wants to do it, but there is no concept of not daring to do it.

Lin Xun's eyes flashed, his sword eyebrows twisted, and he said to Li Guiyao: "Chunfeng, I have done my best to you, don't go too far." ”

His gaze was a little complicated, mixed with anger.

Can the emperor tolerate someone pointing a sword at him?

This is a matter of dignity and face, and he is restraining himself fiercely, wanting to solve this matter well and make up for the shortcomings of the year.

"Benevolence and righteousness?"

Li Guiyao sneered: "Some people in my Taoist sect watch the sky at night and enter the realm of martial arts immortals one day, step on the void and soar to the sun, some people have cast a famous sword to accompany the emperor, and they will rule the world when they are born, and some people will derive the stars, and they will work hard to exchange their lives for mysteries, and they will get the grand occasion of the Central Plains." ”

"Why do you need to do your best?"

"In the past, if it weren't for my master's reluctance to live in misery, do you think the Taoist sect would have succumbed to the Gusu family?"

"Do you think the change of the palace is so easy?"

"I, Li Chunfeng, have a mighty life, up to the nine heavens, down to the nine shadows, and do things with a clear conscience, who in this world can do my best to be benevolent and righteous?"

"Is it you, or is it?!"

Li Guiyao was high-spirited, his black hair danced wildly, he pointed at the Emperor of Wenwu, and looked at the first master of the palace, Xi Lu.

Even if there is a peace eunuch behind him, what is he afraid of?

"Presumptuous!"

The chief of the fourth division of the Taiping Prison shouted, squeezed out of the big snowfield, hunted in white, and approached Li Guiyao.

The scene was tense for a while.

Emperor Wenwu's eyes were cold, he didn't speak, and no one dared to move.

He looked at Li Guiyao with unbearability in his eyes, and said, "You and I have been friends with each other, and we have also drunk and whipped horses, but now although I have all kinds of grievances, I am not willing to make a move on you, and you should not be so aggressive." ”

"Yesterday, the city of Yangzhou closed the city with sword energy, I endured it, today you pointed at me with a sword box, I still endured it, do you have to be so unruly?"

"I don't want to make trouble here, I just want to find Qingluan and my heirs, and you do everything you can to obstruct it, what does this mean?"

"You can hate me, you can hate me, but there is a limit to everything?!"

Li Guiyao looked up to the sky and smiled, pointing at the Emperor Wenwu: "I have long forgotten the grievances of the past, and you are not worthy of my mood." ”

"But the Ping'an family is my descendant, you'd better be more interesting, don't bother again, otherwise I, Li Chunfeng, will go crazy, and the Taiping Prison won't be able to bear it!"

Emperor Wenwu looked at Xu Ping'an and said: "You are my heir, how can you be exiled and go back to Chang'an with me, and your mother is my wife, let alone be buried in another country, I want to let your mother enter the ancestral temple!"

He swore as if he had sworn a thousand words.

The sword swept his eyebrows, and added: "The sky and the earth are big, no one dares to harm you, this is my Lin Xun's promise!"

Several directors of the Taiping Prison and the chief manager of Xilu were shocked, the ancestral temple was not an ordinary place...

The entire palace is not allowed to enter the ancestral temple except for the descendants, as well as some royal relatives who have worked hard in the Spring and Autumn Period.

Especially the female dependents, no one can except the queen.

As the people around the emperor, the most important thing to know is to speculate about the emperor's heart, these few words are really too informative, and they have already begun to think about various possibilities.

As a Taipingwei, when he was loyal to the emperor, the second person to be loyal to was the Gusu family, a deceased woman and a prince who lived among the people.

There are so many possibilities.

Anyone who is a little politically sensitive can imagine a treacherous fluctuation.

The light in Li Guiyao's eyes became sharper and sharper, and his whole body was shrouded in sword qi, shattering all snowflakes.

It seems that the entire flat snowfield outside Yangzhou City is trembling because of him, the wind is surging, and the wind and frost are whistling and the faces are painful.

The Emperor of Wenwu looked at him in clothes, calmly and calmly, his innate imperial spirit made him fearless, and the sword eyebrows swept even more domineering.

This kind of opposition is really rare.

For the two of them, the entanglement between each other is no longer clear in one or two sentences, which involves Xu Ping'an's mother.

Just like the banks of the Weishui River back then, the year of the weak crown fought for her, and this year, about fifty years old, there is still a gap in their hearts, competing with each other.

Xu Ping'an couldn't understand Li Guiyao's thoughts, and he could understand many emotions.

He stood on Li Guiyao's side without hesitation, and said loudly: "Even if there is imperial power, how can there be anything in the world?"

"You and I are strangers, so why do you have to say such deep feelings?"

"Don't say anything about my heirs, talk to me like an elder, why are you?"

"You just want to eliminate your own guilt, what to talk about entering the ancestral temple, my mother is not uncommon!"

Emperor Wenwu twisted his sword eyebrows, staring at Xu Ping'an with a little headache, he didn't know what kind of expression he needed in the next second.

Is it guilt or anger, which of his sons dares to talk to him like this, and which one has the honor to enter the ancestral temple?