Nightwatcher

Hearing this, several princesses and princesses showed worried expressions in unison.

Among them, some of them have nothing to do with themselves, some are secretly happy that their parents and brothers may benefit from it, and some are afraid that their lives will be affected.

Only Lin'an is sincerely worried and worried for his brother. .

Huaiqing is also sincerely worried and worried, but not for Emperor Yongxing, but from a higher level of overall situation.

"If this matter gets out, will the lords force His Majesty to issue an imperial edict?"

"There are also people who will take the opportunity to accuse His Majesty of calling for donations to provoke the anger of the ancestors. Those civil and military officials who are dissatisfied with His Majesty have a reason to attack His Majesty."

"Your Majesty has just ascended the throne, and this incident is a major blow to his prestige."

They chattered at one another, Huaiqing saw Lin'an's face, quickly collapsed, frowning, worried.

Since Emperor Yongxing ascended the throne, Lin'an has become more and more concerned about political affairs, paying attention to both big and small matters.

Of course, she didn't suddenly become ambitious and began to crave power.

In the past when Emperor Yuan Jing was in power, she only needed to be a carefree canary. She was neither necessary nor qualified to participate in political affairs.

Now that Emperor Yongxing is on the throne, natural disasters and man-made disasters are like diseases, tossing the aging dynasty.

As the emperor's elder brother, he was the first to bear the brunt of this pressure, like repeated thin ice.

When he first came to the throne, he still had a passion for governance, but now he has been exhausted again and again, and the new monarch is already showing signs of fatigue.

In particular, Wang Shoufu was suffering from a disease and could no longer bury his head in the papers all night as before. The pressure on the emperor was even greater.

As the younger sister of Emperor Yongxing, Lin'an can't be a carefree princess like before.

In fact, to put it bluntly, Emperor Yongxing couldn't give her a sense of security, and she would always worry and worry about her brother.

During the period of Emperor Yuan Jing, although the situation of the dynasty was not good and the national power was declining day by day, Emperor Yuan Jing was an emperor who could suppress the officials.

At this time, the eunuch offered a cup of hot tea to the eldest princess.

Huaiqing took it casually, took a sip casually, and then keenly noticed the doubt and surprise flashing in the eunuch's eyes.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, put down the teacup without any reaction, and said lightly:

"It's hot."

The eunuch bowed his head: "This servant deserves to die."

Huaiqing let out a "hmm", without any intention of punishing him, crossed his hands on his lower abdomen, and concentrated on thinking about the problem of Yongzhen Shanhe Temple.

Dudu she tapped on the coffee table, and the chirping of the golden branches and jade leaves immediately stopped.

"Could it be an earthquake?" she asked.

Lin'an shook his head: "According to the report from the forbidden army, they didn't notice the earthquake. There was also no earthquake in the palace, only Sangbo."

Sangbo is very close to the imperial palace, and is also very close to the Forbidden Army camp. If there is an earthquake, it is impossible for both sides to not notice it at all.

Lin'an hesitated for a while, and whispered with Huaiqing in his ear:

"I heard from Zhao Xuanzhen that the statue of Emperor Gaozu is cracked.

"Zhen Guojian is gone."

Huaiqing's pupils shrank slightly, and he stared at her with a serious face.

Lin'an's oval face was also serious, and he pecked hard on the head.

In this case, this matter is mostly related to Jianzheng. Except for Jianzheng, no one in the world can control the Zhenguo sword at will. The statue is cracked.

What's the matter right now that requires Jian Zheng to use the Zhen Guo Sword? No, it may not be for his own use, since he is a supervisor, he probably doesn’t need the Zhenguo Sword

Is it Xu Qi'an? !

A flirtatious and lustful face appeared in Huaiqing's mind, took a deep breath, and she expelled that face from her mind.

Then, she used the excuse of going to the bathroom (to go to the toilet), and left the side hall. In the spacious and quiet clean room with yellow silk curtains, she took off the sachet on her waist and took out the fragments of the book from the ground in the sachet.

[One: The Zhenguo sword is lost, do you know the details? 】

After waiting for a while, no one responded.

Huaiqing frowned, and passed the letter again:

[One: This matter is of great importance. 】

Still no response, which is unreasonable.

[Five: Lost the Zhen Guo Sword? Then look for it quickly. 】

Finally someone responded, but unfortunately it was Lina.

[Five: On the 1st, what happened to the palace? Isn't the national sword of Dafeng Town sealed in Sangpo, so you can throw it away if you say it? There is Sampoje. 】

[Five: Zhen Guojian can also be lost, so your emperor of Dafeng should be careful, thieves can steal Zhen Guojian, and they can also steal his head. 】

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

It's not worth wasting time with her, I can't tell. Huaiqing played helplessly:

[I'll talk about this later. 】

Put away the fragments of the book from the ground again.

In the royal study.

Members of the royal family gathered here, three generations of grandparents and grandchildren gathered here, including Emperor Yongxing's uncle Gong Li Wang, uncle Yu Wang, and his brothers.

The atmosphere in the hall was serious, and the princes in ordinary clothes frowned.

"Does Si Tianjian have a reply?"

"The supervisor didn't reply."

The princes were somewhat disappointed, angry, and helpless. Even when Emperor Yuan Jing was on the throne, Jian Zheng ignored him and the royal family.

"Where is Zhen Guojian?"

"Zhen Guojian was taken away by the supervisor half a month ago, and he informed me of this matter."

The question and answer sound continued for a while, and the princes and princes stopped talking.

"If it wasn't for the earthquake, what caused the ancestors to be furious? I said earlier that I don't need to call for donations, and I would lose people's hearts. Your Majesty refused to listen to my king's advice. Now the ancestors are furious, alas." Another prince said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, all the princes and county kings glanced at Emperor Yongxing and remained silent.

All the ancestral tablets were broken, which is a very bad incident.

If something like this happened in some big families, the family might be forced to abdicate.

The nature of the king of a country determines that it cannot be easily replaced, but even so, the eyes of the royal family looking at Emperor Yongxing are full of blame and complaint.

Think he is not a wise king.

After a brief silence, the gray-haired King Yu said:

"Would this matter have something to do with the lineage of Yunzhou?"

The princes were startled.

After Xu Qi'an killed the late emperor, Xu Pingfeng appeared in this world, and everything related to him has been exposed to the sun.

Important figures in the court, a small group of people at the core of the dynasty's power, such as the cabinet scholars, and this group of princes, knew that the lineage was dormant in Yunzhou five hundred years ago, intending to rebel.

"Wang Yu means that this matter involves a dispute over the fate of the nation?"

"Then Xu Pingfeng is the chief disciple of Jianzheng, and warlocks are closely related to the fate of the country."

"For Emperor Gaozu, the lineage five hundred years ago is also a descendant of the Ji family."

The more Emperor Yongxing listened, the more ugly his face became.

The fourth prince's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice:

"Uncles, what should we do about this matter?"

His current title is Prince Yan.

Dafeng's patriarchal princes generally only have two titles: prince and county king, and county king is the title of the prince's legitimate son other than the prince.

King Yu pondered for a moment, and said:

"First of all, this matter must be concealed, and the order will be passed down, and those who spread it will be killed without mercy.

"The call for donations has caused complaints from the government and the opposition. We cannot give you an excuse to attack His Majesty. This matter is also a major blow to His Majesty's prestige."

Duk Tuk Tuk. The sound of the cane hitting the ground quickly attracted everyone's attention, and the princes and kings couldn't help but look at the old man sitting on the big sandalwood chair on the left side of Emperor Yongxing.

An old man in ordinary clothes, with thinning white hair, wrinkles and age spots on his face.

calendar king.

The uncle of the former emperor Yuan Jing, an old man in his eighties, is now the most senior member of the royal family.

In the Zhenbei King incident, the old prince also cooperated with Emperor Yuan Jing in a play.

"This is not just a matter of His Majesty's reputation, nor is it even a matter of those pens who eat the emperor's food."

King Li's voice was hoarse, but it echoed unusually loudly in the imperial study.

The old man got up tremblingly, looked around, and said in a deep voice:

"The lineage five hundred years ago was dormant in Yunzhou and was ready to go. At this juncture, the ancestral tablet fell down, and the Emperor Gaozu's dharma body cracked.

"Yongxing, it's because the ancestors are dissatisfied with you, the Emperor Gaozu is dissatisfied with you."

Emperor Yongxing's face changed drastically: "Uncle, you."

The words of King Li, if changed to other occasions, at other times, it would be treasonous words.

But on such an occasion, in such an incident, there is nothing wrong with his words, and the royal princes will only think that what he said is right.

King Li continued:

"This matter is a matter of my royal family, so I have to keep it a secret. But you, you have to issue an edict to punish yourself and stop collecting donations from all officials. In addition, your majesty should spend three days thinking about it in the ancestral temple and pray for forgiveness from the ancestors."

Emperor Yongxing's face was ugly: "Uncle, I have just ascended to the Great Treasure, how can I punish myself?"

Since he came to the throne, cold disasters have swept across the Central Plains, causing the people to starve to death, starving to death, and exiles everywhere.

It was hard to save some reputation because of donations for disaster relief.

To issue an edict at this time, for a new monarch, it is not just a slap in the face.

This is almost saying: I am not worthy to be an emperor!

How does this make him sick?

"As a minister, this king shouldn't say that His Majesty is wrong. But as an uncle, as a descendant of the Ji family, this king can't say that? Even if the late emperor is in power, this king still wants him to kowtow to his ancestors to plead guilty."

King Li gave his cane a hard blow: "Yongxing, since you are sitting in this position, it should be your responsibility to bear it."

Rely on the old and sell the old! Why didn't you dare to persuade your father when he was practicing Taoism? It's not that he bullied me because my foundation was unstable and forced me to bear the charge of "ancestor wrath". Emperor Yongxing's forehead was throbbing with veins.

A prince came out and said loudly:

"Your Majesty, the attitude of the ancestors involves the fate of the country. You must not underestimate it, and you must not let the line of Yunzhou take advantage of it."

Emperor Yongxing sat slumped:

"I know, if I can satisfy my ancestors, so what if I issue an edict to sin against myself, so what if I think about it for three days."

In the jungle.

Jing Xin scanned around, her eyes flicked over Li Miaozhen, Chu Yuanzhen, and Heng Yuan, and then looked at Li Lingsu again, saying:

"The mirror in his hand is weird."

As the words fell, a gust of wind blew up, and the white tiger swept towards Li Lingsu with such a speed that even the fourth-rank martial arts present did not react.

"Do not kill!"

Put your palms together and practice the precepts.

Killing is not allowed, and it is Li Lingsu's killing intent that is imprisoned, so as to dispel his idea of ​​fighting back, so as to ensure that Baihu can kill with one blow and solve the biggest threat.

Qihuan Danxiang is a fourth-grade heart Gu master, and she is unconscious, so this kind of method can also deal with them.

Li Lingsu snorted, and a golden light bloomed in his dantian, eliminating the power of precepts invisible.

One Golden Pill breaks through all spells!

At the same time, Li Miaozhen stretched out her arm and aimed at the white tiger, her pupils became transparent, empty and devoid of emotion.

In an instant, the clothes on Baihu's body tightened, the belt tried to strangle him, the shoes came off automatically, flew up and hit him on the cheek, hair wrapped around his neck one by one, blocking his eyes.

The qi in the body is countercurrent and uncontrollable.

This made his attack on Li Lingsu ineffective.

Taking advantage of his junior sister's assist, Li Lingsu steered the flying sword back, and at the same time, a pocket version of a scumbag jumped out of his eyebrows, and patted the white tiger's eyebrows with his small hand.

thump thump thump. Liu Hongmian stomped on the tree trunk and caught up with Li Lingsu's body with the explosive power of a warrior.

She flew high, and the soft sword at her waist turned into a sharp brilliance.

Surround Wei and save Zhao.

"call out!"

A sword light shot from obliquely.

Relying on the physical body of a fourth-rank martial artist, Liu Hongmian was fearless and planned to resist the sword energy and kill Li Lingsu's physical body.

when!

Sure enough, the iron sword didn't break through Liu Hongmian's body, but her eyes suddenly became dull, and her body was like an out-of-control carriage, crashing straight into Li Lingsu, unable to swing the soft sword in her hand.

Renzong's heart sword cut off the primordial spirit.

"wake up!"

Jing Xin let out a low cry, like Hong Zhong Dalu, making Liu Hongmian wake up like a dream.

He flexibly used the brainwashing ability of the seventh-rank mage to help Liu Hongmian get rid of the state of trance.

At this time, Liu Hongmian was less than ten feet away from Li Lingsu's body, and the soft sword could easily kill him with sword energy.

Liu Hongmian swung his soft sword without hesitation.

when! At this moment, a big golden hand stretched out, crushing the sword energy.

"Amitabha, female benefactor, don't fight, peace is the most important thing."

Hengyuan had a compassionate face, and then slapped Feiliu Hongmian with his backhand.

He has completed the Vajra Divine Art, and his combat power has officially stepped into the fourth-rank realm.

At this time, Li Lingsu's Nascent Soul successfully patted the center of Baihu's eyebrow with his small hand.

Silently, with no energy fluctuations, an illusory figure suddenly emerged from the back of the white tiger's head, which was his primordial spirit.

The upper body of this primordial spirit left the physical body, but the lower body remained stubbornly in the body.

Wufu's Yuanshen is tenacious, even a Daoist Yuanying cannot easily shake the Yuanshen out of his body.

The brilliance of the Huntian mirror flashed, and the white tiger primordial spirit was taken into the mirror before it returned to the physical body.

The white tiger's burly and tall body crashed down, unconscious.

And Jing Yuan, who was about to come to help, was restrained by Dongfang Wanqing.

In front of allies and lovers, she did not hesitate to choose the latter.

PS: Change first and then change.