Alien God System

Three days later, the imperial capital.

The sun had just risen, and the court was full of courtiers wearing official hats. And the general of the White Tiger Army, Murong Shan, seemed to hear some wind, and came up again.

The emperor was sitting on the dragon chair in the upper position, glanced at the cold-eyed Murong Mountain, gently waved his hand and motioned to the **** next to him.

The **** nodded slightly, and shouted in a sharp voice: There is a book to start, but no book to retreat! "

His Majesty! "

As soon as the voice fell, Murong Shan took the lead to make his debut: I heard that the special envoy sent by your Majesty to investigate the cause of Situ Zheng's death in Huai'an Mansion has returned. Please call him up for an inquiry. "

Oh? He came back so soon? I found it very quickly, Xuan! "

Xuan Wu Pin Da Nei walk, Xue Pan, go to the hall for questioning! "

The sharp voice got up again, and Xue Pan, who had been waiting outside for a long time, limped up with a face swollen like a pig's head.

Seeing this, the ministers in the palace couldn't help but wonder.

What happened to Father Xue? It seemed as if he had been beaten, but it was impossible. Dignified emperor's special envoy, who dares to beat him?

When the emperor saw him like a pig head, he almost didn't recognize him, and said with a strange expression: Xue Pan, what's wrong with you? How did it become such a virtue? "

His Majesty! "

As if he had seen his own father, Xue Pan immediately bowed down with tears when he saw the puzzled face of the emperor, and wailed: You must be the master for the slave. Yang Feng, the president of Huai'an Prefecture Chamber of Commerce, he was bold and bold. Actually dared to ignore the majesty of his majesty, beat the minions, commit deceit. If not severely punished, what is the majesty of your Majesty? "

What, dare to fight the Holy Envoy?

What is the origin of Yang Feng? What a darety!

As soon as this statement came out, the sentiment was inflamed and mixed, and then there was the Minister of Etiquette, who stood out with indignation and said: Your Majesty, such unforgivable crimes are really unforgivable. I hope that your Majesty will punish him severely. Otherwise, where is the power? "

Hope your Majesty will punish severely! "

As soon as the voice fell, all the officials bowed.

When Xue Pan saw this, a wicked smile crossed the corner of his mouth.

Yang Feng, you just waited for the whole door to copy and slash, you dare to hit our house, this is the end, hum!

Murongshan didn't care if an **** was beaten, but stared at him coldly and said: Xue Pan, Your Majesty sent you to investigate the killing of Palace Chief Situ in Huaian. Have you found any clues? "

Oh, this matter, I also want to report to your majesty! "

With a word that awakened the dreamer, Xue Pan could not wait to light a fire on Yang Feng, who was already about to copy and slash, and said: Your Majesty Qi, the slave has found out clearly, that Huai'an Palace Master Situ Zheng did not die of a demon. The mouth of the beast was killed by Yang Feng, the new president of the Huai'an Chamber of Commerce! "

What is he again?

Hearing his return, the ministers present were shocked again.

What kind of person is Yang Feng, how can he do this kind of death?

First, he killed the imperial order officer, and then beat his majesty's envoy. He didn't know how to constrain. Does he really know how to write death words?

Your Majesty, it is not enough for civilians to be angry if such villains do not kill. "

Your Majesty, this son is so rebellious, it's not a pity to die thousands of times! "

Hope your Majesty will punish severely! "

Those ministers remonstrated again, the ancient well on the Murong mountain was not waved, and Kuan stepped forward and bowed and said: Your Majesty, since your envoy has found out the truth, please follow the wind and thunder imperial law to severely punish you! "

Hearing the advice of these adults, Xue Pan almost burst into laughter.

Prime Minister Wang stood at the top of the queue, as if closing his eyes and rested, deafening, without moving.

The emperor glanced at everyone present, but was silent, and did not immediately make a decision.

But at this moment, a shrill notification sounded outside the chaotic hall: Tianfeng Academy combat skill instructor, Ye Jianfei begs to see you! "

Proclaim! "

The emperor spoke lightly, and the **** next to him screamed again, and Ye Jianfei took a gentle step, walked leisurely to the hall of the court, and bowed and said: Tianfeng Academy, combat skill instructor, Ye Jianfei, see your majesty . "

Teacher Ye doesn't need to be polite, I don't know what happened when I suddenly came to see me today? "

Entrusted by others, bring something to your majesty, please have a look! "

With a slight smile, Ye Jianfei waved his hand directly, the ring in his hand suddenly emitted a bright light, and then he saw the whole court hall, suddenly filled with rolls of **** cloth, and even the court ministers were almost unable to stand. .

When the emperor saw it, he couldn't help but be surprised: Teacher Ye, this is..."

The rest of the ministers also knew everything about it, not knowing what Ye Jianfei had brought.

With a mysterious arc drawn at the corner of his mouth, Ye Jianfei bowed and bowed to the emperor, and determined: This is the Wanminpost of millions of people in the capital of Huai'an Mansion, asking your Majesty to show favor to the new president of the Huai'an Chamber of Commerce, Yang Feng. "

What, Manmin Post? "

As soon as this statement came out, the court ministers were shocked.

Wanmin Post represents public opinion, and it is the biggest voice from the people. Generally, people call for grievances together when there are major grievances.

Even the emperor could not ignore the weight of this, otherwise it would be faint.

No emperor wanted to be a faint emperor, and no emperor could despise the demands of Wanmin Tie.

But how can Yang Feng make millions of people jointly name him to redress their grievances?

For a while, the ministers who had just shouted to punish Yang Feng severely couldn't help being mute and silent. It seems that there is a problem in the middle, and it is really inappropriate to speak casually.

Xue Pan's expression changed drastically. How could he have imagined that a Chamber of Commerce president who had just taken office not long ago would have such a prestige that he could unite millions of people and sign this Wanmin Post.

The point is that he can actually ask the instructor of Tianfeng Academy to send it to him.

You know, Tianfeng Academy's position in the empire is very important. More than half of the court officials came from that academy, and the emperor would give three points of thin face.

If he had known that Yang Feng had such a close connection with Tianfeng Academy, Xue Pan would not have made things so stiff.

Now that it is difficult to ride a tiger, Xue Pan can only walk all the way to the dark, gritted his teeth and said: Your Majesty, this Wanmin Tie must be fake, you can't believe it. "

verification! "

His eyes shushed, and the emperor said calmly.

The **** next to him nodded slightly, and immediately went down to deliver the decree. After a while, an old man of fifty or so walked up to the hall and bowed to the emperor and said: Your Majesty, what is your purpose? "

Master He, identify these Wanmin posts! "

Yes! "

Master He nodded firmly, and immediately waved a finger to point at these **** cloth strips.

In an instant, the blood on this cloth boiled, flying like red ghosts in the sky, and the sound of shouts resounded one after another throughout the hall.

Save President Yang, save President Yang..."

When the ministers in the temple heard these sounds, their ears were almost deaf.

Then Master He waved his sleeves, immediately retracted his skills, bowed and said: Your Majesty, every word on this Wanmin Post represents a person's spiritual knowledge, there are as many as one million, and it is genuine. In particular, each of these characters is written by the writer's own blood, so the emotions are even higher. Even the voices in the words spread. The old man has never seen such a passionate Wanmin Tie. How can it be fake? "