Daqin: Fusion Holy Lord, Zulong actually let me oversee the country

015 The killing intent of the night of the Dark Sword, the Dark Sword Saint nailed Chun Yue!

In fact, yesterday, Wang Chuimeng, Yang Duanhe, Li Sifeng, Wei Wei and other old foxes had actually foreseen that there would be moths in the prison country today.

They knew that the Ninth Prince stepped out of the forbidden palace and strongly suppressed Gai Nie’s record although it was brilliant enough.

However, the back of the Ninth Prince is too mysterious, and on the surface, there is no force supporting the Ninth Prince.

This caused the prince of the prison country to appear a little unstable, like the end of duckweed.

So there were only two ways to go in front of Huan Ziye.

The first is to establish oneself with lightning speed.

The second is to take the road of appeasing the courtiers to let some neutral officials return to their hearts, or to make some heavy ministers who have already had a retrograde change of mind.

However, no one could have predicted.

The first thing to do on the first day of the night of Huanzi was to send Gongzi to the first Confucian.

Dr. Chun Yue and killed.

The reason used was actually because Chun Yuyue, the old fellow, stepped into the Qilin Hall first with his right foot.

It was also a little ironic for everyone for a while.

As for the protagonist, Chun Yuyue, who had gray hair and beard, was stunned for a moment after hearing Huan Ziye’s words.

Then, under the gaze of the hundred officials, his face turned red, and he looked a little embarrassed.

The Ninth Prince is too deceitful.

“It’s really a vertical mouth, do you really think that His Majesty the First Emperor is out of Xianyang City, and the Qin Palace is really your world?”

“The old man, as an imperial doctor, is also the master of Gongzi Fusu, what right do you have to kill me?”

Chun Yue’s beard trembled, and for a moment he forgot that Huan Ziye had the power to oversee the country, and at this moment represented the power of imperial power.

However, Chun Yuyue also has his confidence, that is, the eldest son Fusu, just now he has said that he is Fusu’s master.

In this case, if Huan Ziye makes it difficult for himself again, he will not be able to get by with Fusu Gongzi!

“Yes, it’s ridiculous, to kill the imperial minister with such an unprovoked courtesy!”

“Chun Yue Fuzi is my Confucian generation of great Confucian, but also a prince’s mentor, even if the young emperor has the right to oversee the country, he can’t kill him indiscriminately at will!”

“Could it be that the young emperor really wants to let the people of the world see the jokes of Daqin and laugh at the royal family of Daqin!”

“Fusu Gongzi, ministers, you should say a fair word!”

For a moment, all the Confucians above the court became angry and took the opportunity to echo and attack Huan Ziye.

When did these Confucians eat and drink well under the Fusu Gate, when did they suffer such grievances!

Between the words, it means that the concubine has no talent and no virtue at night, and does not accompany the position of the prison country.

Even more intentional ones even pulled Fusu and the other ministers to attack the night together.

Fusu’s complexion at this moment at the instigation of the doorman also became ugly.

The ninth brother is too anxious, this is to brush his face in public, if he can’t keep Chun Yue teacher, what face will he have to talk about the Confucian principle of respecting teachers and teaching?

What’s more, over the years, he has always respected Teacher Chun Yuyue, and the teacher has always supported the sub-sealing system that he wants to restore!

Therefore, no matter what, he couldn’t let the ninth brother continue to make trouble like this!

As for Hu Hai and Zhao Gao’s faction, they looked like they didn’t care about themselves.

The eldest prince’s faction clashed with the Young Emperor of Jianguo, and they were happy!

In the end, Huan Ziye saw these impatient Confucians who jumped out with a foul-smelling face.

His face did not change in the slightest because of these people’s words.

These scourges to the country and the people, high-sounding corruption, one by one, dressed like dogs.

With Fusu every day shouting against the county system, he wanted to return to Zhou Li, and appease the nobles of the six countries and the meritorious ministers of Daqin with the division system, so as to seek happiness for the stability of Daqin.

As long as it is divided, the more than ten heirs of the government will have to tear Daqin into more than ten “small countries” at the very least, and those princes and ministers of the great families and lords of the six countries can even use this to obtain the title of marquis!

To put it simply, these people just want to create dozens of “soil emperors” for Daqin!

However, the county system was proposed by Li Si, finalized by the first emperor, and contributed to the excellent system for 10,000 years to come.

For all the people of Daqin, it can be called the fairest way of ruling, and the merit is beneficial in the modern era!

These Confucianists, attached to Fusu, just want to climb some powerful people when they are divided and seal to benefit themselves!

At this moment, he actually dared to openly shout with himself above the main hall, without saying the slightest thing about the right to cut first and then play the right granted to him by his father.

An irrepressible killing intent had already arisen in Huan Ziye’s heart.

What’s more, the Holy Lord of the Night Fusion was the most terrifying fire demon, and he was not a great benevolent person in the first place.

“Ganie!”

As his words fell, on the throne, a man dressed in a black robe, wearing a cloak on his head, and exuding black magic aura instantly appeared.

It was the Dark Sword Saint that was refined by the Dark Demon Night of the Wing!

“Phew!”

In the moment when no one reacted.

A wooden sword containing black internal power rushed towards the hall from the front of the throne at a speed that broke through the air, carrying an boundless killing aura.

Target!

It was a look of horror, as if he had seen the great horror of extinction!

Rotten! Chun Yue Yue!

“Boom!”

“Poof!”

In the eyes of everyone.

Chun Yuyue was pierced through the heart by a wooden sword, and then his body flew upside down and was nailed to the pillar of the Qilin Hall.

The essence blood of the heart spurted out from the corner of his mouth and spilled on the body of Confucian, who was a little close to him, who was still arrogant and domineering just now!

“You… You…”

Chun Yu’s mouth squirmed, as if he wanted to say something, but Gai Nie showed no mercy, and the black internal force of the Great Grandmaster’s mid-realm had already stirred all his internal organs to smithereens.

The raised finger hangs weakly!

At this point, Chun Yuyue, the dead can no longer die!

And the Kirin Temple!

Silence, silence!

Boundless silence, needles falling audibly!

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