Hearing this, the hundred officials rushed up and did not want to bow again, but a few local state officials and the meticulous work of the Chaoying clan were still kneeling on the ground. Dao Xueke glanced at it, and remembered the appearance of these people in his heart. The Luan sedan chair got off the sedan chair, Qingyi slowly opened his eyes, got off the Luan sedan chair and walked slowly up the jade steps, climbed the pilgrimage altar, looked down at the ministers, and said to the eunuch beside him: "Please move to the saint." ”

"Obey the orders of the national teacher. The eunuch bowed down to receive the order, shook off the dust, and shouted: "Welcome to the holy car, all the ministers worship!" Except for the one who still did not kneel and Qingyi, both of them had the privilege of not worshipping in the temple, but they just glanced at each other, as if they were facing a great enemy, and the killing intent in their eyes rose and their anger jumped.

And the Zhengguang Emperor sat on the sedan chair in high spirits, came out of the Xuantian Palace, and also landed under the altar, but no one noticed that the person standing on the high platform with his back to the civil and military officials stretched out two fingers of his right hand, constantly shaking, and there were words in his mouth, as if he was manipulating something.

The hundred officials have not seen the true face of Emperor Zhengguang for a long time, and when they saw that the saint was in good spirits and the dragon was healthy, most of them were overjoyed, and they only thought that it was the blessing of the heavenly officials and the blessing of the heavens, and they shouted together: "The saint takes care of the dragon body! Long live my emperor, long live, long live!" The distance was far away, and the hundred officials could only see that Emperor Zhengguang's face was ruddy and calm, but they couldn't see the dull eyes.

Qing Yiren manipulated Emperor Zhengguang to slowly walk down the sedan chair, walked up the jade steps and stopped aside, he actually stood side by side with the emperor, without the courtesy of a courtier, and the officials looked at it in their eyes, and dared not speak angrily. Seeing this, he reached out to touch the weapon hidden in his back, and Liu Yuanjun hurriedly said: "Don't do it at this time, if you do it, it will definitely threaten the life of the little emperor!"

"Burn incense and worship ancestors, tell heaven and earth, bless me with great ginger, eternal Hengchang!" The eunuch and the Qing family retreated to both sides, and Emperor Zhengguang stepped forward, lit three incense sticks on the incense case, and the smoke was obliquely up, to pay tribute to the two generations of emperors, this is Zhaotian. The eunuch stepped forward and poured another glass of imperial wine, handed it to Emperor Zhengguang, who then took half a step back and sprinkled the wine horizontally in front of him. After everything was finished, the officials shouted in unison: "Bless me Da Jiang, eternal Hengchang!"

The eunuch stepped forward again and ordered: "The ancestors have worshipped, hundreds of officials have made a pilgrimage, and sacrificed treasures!" At this time, the civil and military officials and local state officials will send the treasures to the pilgrimage altar in front of the pilgrimage altar, at the feet of Emperor Zhengguang, and then the deacon eunuchs will count and register the book, and finally present it to Emperor Zhengguang.

And the first treasure offering was Ying Wuji, who ordered the three of Dao Xueke to send the treasure to the pilgrimage altar, followed by the three princes and nine kings and other officials. After the hundred officials offer treasures and the eunuchs finish counting, it stands to reason that the pilgrimage ceremony should be declared a successful end, but this year is extraordinary, the eunuch and the Qing Yi glanced at each other, and then stepped forward and shouted: "The pilgrimage ceremony is over, and the saint has another holy edict, and the ministers will receive the order!"

"The minister receives the order!" Although the hundred officials received the order, they were very puzzled in their hearts, especially the old ministers such as Zhang Boye, who received the blood letter of the first emperor the day before yesterday, and was waiting for the Zhengguang Emperor to issue an order, ambush the soldiers, and respond to the edict of the Son of Heaven to kill the traitors, but they couldn't wait for the agreed order, and they had to do it in a hurry.

The eunuch Fu retreated to the side again, and Qingyi slowly moved behind Emperor Zhengguang, pushed three steps away, shook his fingers again, his lips moved slightly, and manipulated Emperor Zhengguang to speak: "Zhongqing is flat!" "Your Majesty Xie!" The hundred officials got up, and Emperor Zhengguang said with a smile: "I have no virtue, I have received the grace of heaven, inherited the last order of the emperor, and succeeded the respect of the Ninth Five-Year Plan." However, I have no life, it is difficult to inherit the position of the true dragon, and since the succession has come, he is weak and sick, so that he has shelved the government and abandoned the state affairs. The people of Li were killed, the people suffered, resentment arose from all over the world, and it was difficult for the eight parties to surrender, so I repented and thought about it with self-denial, and finally came up with a countermeasure. ”

"Over the years, I have trusted the national teacher to treat my illness and prolong my life, which is comparable to regeneration. The talent of the national teacher, ten times better than me, handles important national affairs, is handy, praised by hundreds of officials, and admired by the people. Now, for the sake of Wanmin Sheji, for the sake of my great Jiang Wanli country, I will give up the throne to the national teacher today!"

Emperor Zhengguang opened his arms with a smile on his face, bowed his body, and retreated to the side with great humility, and finally knelt down to the Qingyi people. The officials were shocked when they heard this, and immediately exploded. "Your Majesty!" "Your Majesty, how can you give up the inheritance of the first emperor to the demon dao!?" "Loyal ministers don't care about the two masters, we would rather die than respect the demon dao as the emperor!"

Most of the courtiers were filled with righteous indignation and would rather die than bend their knees, while a few officials did not dare to speak out with evil intentions, but silently observed the expressions and words of other officials and improvised to change. The old minister, who was nearly seventy years old, rushed out of the array, held an ivory wat in his hand, knelt in front of the pilgrimage altar and wept blood and admonished: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty must not! My great Jiang Wanli Jiangjiang is the foundation of Taizu and all the soldiers who threw their heads and spilled blood, piled up and accumulated white bones, and worked hard to create.

"Although His Majesty is unable to deal with the government after ascending the throne, he first relied on the assistance of King Shunming to make the world peaceful, this demon road has not been established, and it is a person with a foreign surname, I don't know the roots, Hugh said that it is a heaven-given throne, how can it be Zen, that is, it is to be Zen, how can it be allowed to give way to this demon road, and it should also be given to the king of Dongling! If His Majesty insists on giving up the throne to the demon road, the old minister is willing to die under this jade step!"

As soon as these words came out, they actually got a voice of echo, "Yes, yes, even if it is Zen, it should be conceded to the prince." Most of the people who said this are the henchmen who should be free from illness, and there are also a few who really see that the saint is unable to deal with the government, superstitious and demonic, and have buried this thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

But Na Qingyi pretended to help the puppet emperor up, bowed down and waved his hand again and again: "Poor Dao has no talent and no virtue, how can he be called the emperor by Zen, Your Majesty tortures me, Poor Dao must not accept this kindness! If Your Majesty insists on this, Poor Dao has no choice but to leave Your Majesty." Although he shirked it on the surface, he made a show to the civil and military officials, but secretly hooked his fingers slightly, and Emperor Zhengguang turned around, pointed at the old minister and scolded:

"It is precisely because of such chaotic ministers and thieves as you that they do not think about the society of the country and the country, and only stubbornly cling to the orthodox way of heaven, giving the throne from heaven, and sticking to the rules, but they have mistaken this great river and mountain, and trampled on the foundation created by their ancestors! For the sake of all the people, why should I not give up the throne to the virtuous people? This is obviously the luck of the world and the blessing of all the people! What do you dare to say here that Yu Ying is free from illness? I think you are clearly his chaotic party! Plan rebellion with him, come and take him down!"

At the sound of the order, the ironclad guards on both sides rushed out of the queue, grabbed the old minister's arm, and were about to drag him down. Who knew that the old minister desperately broke away, and threw himself down in front of the altar of pilgrimage, crying: "Your Majesty ......" "If you don't take him down, Ling Chi will be executed!" Emperor Zhengguang was furious and shouted loudly.

Before the ironclad guard could come forward, the old minister trembled and bowed his hand and said, "Your Majesty take care of the dragon's body, old minister, go!" After saying that, he suddenly got up and rushed forward, and died headlong under the altar of pilgrimage, his skull cracked, blood burst out, staining the snow-white jade steps red, and he died of exhaustion.

The civil and military officials all turned their heads, unwilling to look at the bloody scene, but Ying Wujian held his hands on his back, his eyes flashed, his expression was solemn, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Maybe it was the death of the old minister that touched him, or maybe it was the anger of the Zhengguang Emperor who angered him, but this all shows one thing, whether it is the Zhengguang Emperor or the Qingyi people, they no longer want to get rid of themselves all the time, which makes him have to be vigilant at all times.

Emperor Zhengguang waved his hand, and the two ironclad guards dragged the corpse of the old minister out of the field. And the Qing people still refused to accept Zen, and Emperor Zhengguang actually howled and cried, tearing his heart and lungs, which made the listeners sad. Emperor Zhengguang knelt on the ground, knelt at the feet of Qing Yiren, and bowed again and again, so shocked that the hundred officials had to bow together.

Qing Yiren refused to accept Zen, but he did not stop Emperor Zhengguang and let him lead hundreds of officials to worship. "If the national teacher refuses to accept Zen, won't he want to put my great Jiang Wanmin in the fire and water? The national teacher abandons the people of the world and ignores the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, does he want to watch my great Jiang die in the country? If the national teacher refuses to accept Zen, I will also die on this jade step!" Emperor Zhengguang howled while crying.

"This ......" Seeing that the Qing people were still hesitating, Emperor Zhengguang actually stood up and pushed the incense table to the ground, the incense burner was overturned, the tribute rolled down, and the tablets of Emperor Taizu Wu and Emperor Renzong also fell to the ground, which was a great disrespect, and the officials were in tears, and they couldn't bear to look at it again. And Emperor Zhengguang still shouted loudly: "This is to destroy Chen Zunxin, if you still have half a conscience, for the sake of the country and the people, think about it, don't you kneel with me and ask the national teacher to receive Zen?"

"Your Majesty, don't do it!" "Your Majesty take care of the dragon body, don't take advantage of that demon road!" Seeing that the hundred officials were pleading, Emperor Zhengguang insisted on Zen concessions, Ying Wujian finally couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, and actually strode out of the array quickly, pointing at the demon road and scolding with a smile: "Demon Dao! Do you think this king can't see your tricks?" You pretend to diagnose and treat your majesty's stubborn disease, but you secretly use some demon methods to confuse the mind of the saint, and here you want to seize the throne, subvert my Da Jiang foundation, and clearly plot against it, all the ministers should follow the king, and kill him together, so as to clear the king's side!"

However, the Qingyi people manipulated Emperor Zhengguang and reprimanded: "There should be no problem if you are bold! You have repeatedly committed crimes, and you clearly have bad intentions! As a prince, you are not satisfied, the wolf is ambitious, plotting against me, arrogant and rude, and wants to murder me." Now that I have cedered the country to others, what do you have to do with you? It is clear that you want to fight for this throne, you rebel, you dare to speak wildly here! Not to mention, you should be taken by the extremely chaotic party!"

The ministers were still hesitating, but Zhang Boye and the others had already prepared. Although he did not get the agreed order, Emperor Zhengguang had indeed personally said that he should be arrested and the party was extremely chaotic, so the captain Zhang Boye took out his sword first and shouted loudly: "In accordance with Your Majesty's secret edict in blood, protect Your Majesty, and kill the party that should be disorderly!"

Zhang Boye gave an order, and the remaining 17 people who had received the secret edict of the blood book all drew their swords in response, except for the Fuwen squire Wang Qianfan. Rushed to the side of the Xuantian Palace, turned around and shouted: "King Qin, protect the thief, kill the traitor!" As soon as these words came out, among the towers at the four corners of the city wall, a dense group of dragons and flying troops rushed out, crowded the city wall, and pulled open the bow and arrow and aimed at the front of the Xuantian Palace.

The ambush soldiers who were ambushed outside the Sifang Gate in advance got the order, and each of them carried out the sword soldiers together, and immediately shouted to kill the sky.

At this scene, I don't know what the situation is, the civil and military officials panicked, and they were about to flee in all directions, while the local officials were even more daring, helpless, and scurrying around like headless flies. But the gate of the Quartet was closed the next moment when the ambush soldiers rushed in, and the officials had no way to flee and lost their panic

Some people broke their guts, some people were covered in sweat, some people trembled, and some people cried.

And Zhang Boye saw the virtue of the civil and military officials, and said sharply: "This ambush soldier is to kill the traitor by the secret edict of the Holy Lord's blood book, and it has nothing to do with the hundred officials, so there is no need to panic!" The other sixteen ministers who were ordered to kill the thief also stood side by side with Zhang Boye, pointing at the three swords and snowmen behind him.

At this time, many of Ying Wuji's eyes and henchmen in the court also hurriedly dissociated themselves from him, wanting to leave a life, and were forced into a corner with hundreds of civil and military officials and did not dare to move.

Qing Yiren pretended to protect Emperor Zhengguang behind him, but Ying Wujian sneered, pointed at the group of henchmen and scolded with a smile: "You are still an important minister of the court, Your Majesty's henchman, entrusted by the first emperor to serve the country loyally, but the sword pointed at the king, so confused!"

Zhang Boye retorted: "There should be no disease! You should not quibble! It is precisely because we were entrusted by the emperor and received the grace of Your Majesty that we dare not forget it at any time, so today we have come to destroy you, a thief, in a bloody edict! Although you are a prince, you still lack people's hearts, and you have already vainly tried to take the throne, and you have long had the heart of rebellion. Your Majesty has issued an order to tell me to catch the traitor, how can I disobey?"

"Catch the traitor, catch the traitor, catch the traitor!" Ying Wujian looked up to the sky and laughed, raised his eyebrows coldly to the ministers, and pointed to the Qingyi person on the altar, looked at Zhang Boye and said, "You keep saying that you will kill the rebel, but today the surname of the son is Ying, the surname of this king is Ying, and the surname of the world is also Ying!

When Zhang Boye and the others heard this, they also hesitated, and looked at the Qingyi who was protecting the emperor on the altar. Qing Yiren saw that Zhang Boye and the others were a little hesitant, for fear that this matter would not be successful, and there would be complications, so they manipulated the Zhengguang Emperor to push themselves away, pointed at Zhang Boye and ordered: "Taiwei Zhang!

Zhang Boye was helpless, so he had to say "yes." He sneered at that Ying Wuji: "Lord, offended!" After saying that, he raised his sword and stabbed it into Ying Wuji's heart. Let's say that although Zhang Boye is over seventy years old, his martial arts have not been wasted. It's just that he has been fighting horses all his life, and every move and style is learned from the battlefield, unlike those who practice martial arts, the killing moves on the battlefield have nothing to do with internal strength and true qi, only pay attention to killing the most enemies with the least strength, and what you want is to kill with one blow.

But after all, he is old, and even if he refuses to accept old age, the speed of his moves is much slower. This sword went straight, although it was a fatal blow, but it flashed easily without any trouble, only slightly deviated his body, and then clamped the long sword under his armpit, and folded it into two pieces with a forceful break. Zhang Boye planted the broken sword backwards, and the other 16 ministers wanted to step forward to help, but Na Ying Wujian skimmed the broken sword, took the first step, and the sword stepped out.

Dao Xueke suddenly stepped forward and shouted, "Don't kill him!"

This move not only frightened away the sixteen ministers, but also hit Zhang Boye in the chest with a palm. Although this palm is only 20% of the skill, but Zhang Boye is very old, and he is already in the last years of the wind and candle, how can he be hit by such a heavy blow? Immediately spit blood, his eyes were round, he slowly looked down at his chest, the red blood oozed from between his teeth, dyed his pale beard red, and raised the broken sword tremblingly, pointing directly at Ying Wuji, and said continuously: "Kill the thief, kill the thief, kill the thief......" After that, he fell to the ground and died, and died without blinking his eyes.

Seeing this scene, the sixteen ministers turned pale with fright, and hurriedly left Emperor Zhengguang and knelt down at Ying Wuji's feet and begged for mercy: "Lord Wang, please spare my life, I have received the secret edict of the Holy Blood, and I really dare not disobey." ”

However, Dao Xueke angrily reprimanded behind Ying Wuji, regardless of Liu Yuanjun's obstruction, Chu Qing'an was also filled with righteous indignation, and was furious: "Why did you kill that Taiwei Zhang! He was originally a loyal martyr, a veteran of the three dynasties, and he had made great contributions to the Jiangshan Society, how could you wantonly kill him?"

"Wanton killing?" "Wanton killing?" Ying Wujian snorted coldly, turned to look at the three of Dao Xueke, "As a minister of Tuo Gu and a veteran of the three dynasties, he can't distinguish between right and wrong, see the good and evil of loyalty, listen to the words of others, and falsely spread the secret edict of the saint, not to capture the demon way of the troubled court, but to come and kill this king, what is this not foolish loyalty? Leaving this person by Your Majesty's side will cause trouble in the future, it is better to get rid of it as soon as possible, so as to avoid great trouble!"

After that, he turned to look at the sixteen officials who were lying at his feet like dogs, begging for mercy, and seeing that their faces were full of horror, he just smiled slightly, turned around and took a step. Those officials just let them go without a problem, and then breathed a sigh of relief, who knew that the king of Tanglin suddenly turned around again, spread his sleeves and turned his palms, pure white true qi gathered at the fingertips, the palms were wrong, the ten fingers overlapped, and pointed to the sixteen people separately.

Before the sixteen people could shout, the oncoming beam of true qi pierced through their jaws, flew out from the top of their heads, and disappeared, leaving only two blood holes, which turned into sixteen dead bodies in an instant. That should be without a problem, and with just one move, the Shenzhen Flying Sword Finger killed sixteen officials in a snap of his fingers.

The hundred officials who were forced to retreat in the corner and were blocked by the Imperial Forest Army all covered their eyes and shook their heads and sighed when they saw this scene, but Wang Qianfan gasped and touched the sweat on his forehead, glad that he reported it to Ying Wujian in time, otherwise he would have become one of the seventeen dead corpses.