Lin Lingsu didn't even need to give an order, he just waved his hand, and the supernatural people behind him took action one after another.

The wretched qi received in the Zhangdun Mansion poured out at this moment.

They raised their hands with indifferent faces, and all they thought in their hearts was—"It's just a bunch of mortals." ”

However, they raised their hands, and the flames rose, and the comrades-in-arms on both sides of Han Zhong were instantly enveloped in flames, and the miserable howls sounded like night owls crying, making the people on both sides of the avenue truly feel the pain of the skin. The martial soldier who turned into a burning man in an instant couldn't bear the pain and fell to the ground, almost hurting the people around him.

But the martial soldier roared angrily: "Go away!"

Those warriors crawled back to the avenue, charging with a faster speed, they wanted to avoid their comrades, they wanted to avoid the people, so they rushed towards the group of Taoist priests with a faster speed—or rather, with a faster speed, rushed to death.

The group of Taoist priests frowned slightly, and immediately summoned the ground thorn thunder and bombarded down!

The dozen or so warriors died on the spot, the flames splashed with blood, and the scene was ...... It shocked all the residents of Bianjing.

However, the warriors were fearless.

Han Zhong limped over the ground spurs, rolling to avoid the thunder, his comrades around him kept falling, and one by one the brave soldiers fell on the way to charge.

"Kill!"

Han Zhong roared angrily many times, and even his voice became hoarse.

"Whew!"

The battle cries of the soldiers were thin, but they were mighty.

Those Bianjing residents who saw this scene were deeply shaken for some reason, and they only felt that their hearts were blocked, their throats were bitter, and their eye sockets were hot, so they wiped their faces: "Hey, why am I crying." ”

When he spoke, he realized that his voice was hoarse.

This section of the charge of less than 100 steps became a pool of blood, and the last comrade-in-arms fell beside him, and tears welled up in Han Zhong's eye sockets, mixed with the blood and dust on his face, and a shocking blood mark was drawn on that embarrassed face: "Kill!"

It's a pity that this time, there is no comrade-in-arms with the roar of the sky.

Behind the veteran of the end of the road was a mess, the twisted corpses were stacked with flames and ground thorns, carrying all this, Han Zhong stabbed the iron spear in his hand: "Qingjun side, kill the thief, comfort the country!"

The iron spear pierced the air, and the sound was terrible and roaring, if it was on the battlefield, this shot was enough to pierce the golden cave stone.

However, the handsome Taoist priest standing opposite him just raised his pure and white hand and gently held the iron spear, so the huge and majestic strength was like a mud cow entering the sea, not moving at all.

Lin Lingsu said softly: "I admire your courage. ”

"But what's the use of that?"

Han Zhong had gathered enough strength in his body, and his hands and even his forehead were bulging, but the iron spear was like a welding wire, and it didn't move.

"Oh, thief. ”

Han Zhong let go of his hand, and in Lin Lingsu's puzzled gaze, Han Zhong pulled out the broken blade behind his waist, stabbed it into his chest fiercely, and then pulled it out again, and the hot blood in his heart sprinkled on Lin Lingsu's face, making it seem like he was burned, he hurriedly retreated, and his big sleeves flew up, clearing the hot blood on his face.

When he came back to his senses, Han Zhong was still standing in place, but his body was stiff and refused to fall, and a pair of angry eyes were still staring fiercely ahead, his gaze was almost murderous.

Even the Taoist priest with supernatural powers also felt that his gaze was very penetrating.

"Look at you fiercely, let this Dao master refine your soul to make a magic weapon!"

A Taoist priest said fiercely, and was about to really do it, he didn't seem to see it, and the eyes of the people around him were already spewing fire - it was this group of bastards who killed the national teacher?!

At this moment, Lin Lingsu stopped him.

"Let's go. ”

Enough is happening here...... Well, that's enough.

Lin Lingsu left with many Taoist priests before the Mingzun warriors joined the siege, and with the Great Seal of the Qin Heavenly Prison with him, he could still gallop in Bianjing City for a while...... Although its power was weakened by Zhang Dian, it could be derived from Zhao Ji's luck, and it was still in play.

With the remnants settled in Qintianjian, Lin Lingsu went to Funing Hall to report on his work.

However, without waiting for Lin Lingsu to meet, Zhao Ji grabbed the inkstone and smashed it on Lin Lingsu's head.

Lin Lingsu didn't hide, let the inkstone crumble on his head, the ink slid smoothly down his face, his body was not messy, and he was not stained with the slightest ink, and when Zhao Ji calmed down, Lin Lingsu bowed and saluted: "Qiqi official, the national teacher has ascended to heaven, you can worry free." ”

"How did you promise me? Now everyone knows that the national teacher is for the country and the people, but he was killed by me! This is what you said is foolproof?!"

Lin Lingsu bowed again: "The minister never expected that the national teacher would condense the hope of the people and achieve the soul of the sage......"

After thinking about it, Lin Lingsu said again: "Zhang Dian is disobedient and said that he wants to do what Yihuo does. ”

Zhao Ji's face changed greatly, and in an instant, he was shocked and angry, but the next moment...... A deep fear rises - Zhangdun, you have this ability!

Especially after having a long relationship with the Taimiao Division!

Zhao Ji panicked instantly, Lin Lingsu couldn't help but shake his head when he saw it, he was really a dumb and incompetent king.

He said: "The official, the top priority is to indeed suppress the next Zhangdun!"

Zhao Ji grabbed a life-saving straw and said: "Yes, yes, depose Zhang Dun and let him go back to his hometown, this Bianjing City is not his turn to be in charge!"

Lin Lingsu took the order and left......

But the next action made the royal family really feel shameless.

The documents sent from the vertical arch hall were seized by the government hall, and the holy decree could not be sent.

Reason?

It's very simple, it's ridiculous, it's a mess.

Yes, the scholars of the Song Dynasty dared to scold the emperor like this, if the political hall did not cooperate, then the emperor was really a bare-bones commander, before the emperor bypassed the political hall and took the position of Lu Yuan's national teacher, and he had already fallen into the face of the political hall. Therefore, the government affairs hall also saw it...... Imperial power will only be an obstacle to the development of society.

As the national teacher once said-

The emperor's mandate is bestowed, since it is a god, then it is better to put it on the altar.

As for the other clans, the Great Song clan is actually quite miserable, and many royal relatives can't even eat, so it's really an empty shelf. On the one hand, Taizong is not in the right position, so he strictly guards against his relatives, and besides, the doctors of the Song Dynasty are not even afraid of the emperor, afraid of your mother-raised clan?

When Zhang Dan has a full attack, the clan can only shrink his head and become a grandson.

......

Not to mention how anxious the royal family is, Zhang Dan's mansion has been wearing linen and filial piety in the past few days, and even Zhang Dan himself has put on a plain dress.

"Lu Yuan, my friend, and my teacher. ”

This is Zhang Dan's words, so that everyone who comes to pay tribute to Lu Yuan has a few lower seniorities for no reason, but this is all secondary, and the people who came to participate in the memorial have felt the ups and downs of Bianjing, and the carnival era of scholars and doctors may be coming.

Therefore, they poured into Zhang's mansion one by one like flies, which annoyed Zhang.

"Everything, wait until the first seven days later. ”

This is the answer given by Zhangdun.

also revealed Zhao Ji's fate.

When he had finished his work, he returned to his study, and he sat in a daze, until it was dark, when he groped for a fire and lit the kerosene lamp, and at that moment he saw another person in the study.

The man looked young and handsome, his skin was excessively white, and his eyes had dark circles that were very obvious, as if he had stayed up at night for more than ten years. Where he sits, ghostly, like a dead man, he hides like a living man.

At first sight of that person, Zhang Dian was startled, but he quickly stabilized and asked in a deep voice, "Who is you?"

The man said quietly: "I came because of Lu Yuan. ”

Zhang Dan said warily: "Then?"

"My name is Lu Jiao, and I am his junior ......"