The wind is strong in autumn, whistling across the Bagua stage.

Wang Shoufu's body seemed to be shaken by the wind.

After a long time, he opened his mouth and a hoarse voice came out of his throat: "He was also involved in the Huaiwang massacre case, right..."

Jian Zheng did not respond, and his silence represented acquiescence.

The face of this old man, who was over fifty years old, turned pale little by little, and his eyes turned deathly gray.

"Why did you never stop me?" Wang Shoufu's voice was hoarse.

"This country belongs to him, doesn't it?" Jian Zheng asked with a smile.

Wang Shoufu was speechless, and there was deep confusion and confusion in his eyes. It was precisely because the country belonged to that person that it was even more incomprehensible and difficult to understand.

Until he stepped into the Star Observation Tower and before this conversation, Wang Shouxu was still skeptical about his guess.

Jian Zheng then added: "But this country also belongs to the people of Liming."

After saying this, he stopped talking.

Wang Shoufu walked to the edge of the Bagua platform and looked towards the palace, with grief, anger, confusion, sadness and disappointment in his eyes.

Your Majesty, why are you rebelling?!

Wang Shoufu bowed again, but this time he did not ask, but turned and left.

...........

The seventh floor of the Star Observation Building.

In the bedroom, Xu Qian was lying half-dead beside the bed, while a white-robed warlock was changing his dressing.

Song Qing and a group of white-clothed warlocks who admired Mr. Xu watched from the side.

"Ah, this, the injury is so serious."

"The injury is so severe, even if it recovers, the root of the disease will remain."

"Why don't we give Mr. Xu a new body? I think it would be very interesting."

"Then, this body is left to Senior Brother Song for biological alchemy experiments?"

"Mr. Xu has been obsessed with alchemy his whole life, and he must be very happy to devote himself to it."

The white-robed warlocks were whispering to each other.

Are you devils?! Li Miaozhen's eyes widened and he almost chased people away with his sword.

Song Qing pressed his hand to stop the commotion of the junior brothers, and said angrily: "Nonsense, how can Mr. Xu's body be used for experiments. We must at least ask his opinion. This is basic courtesy."

"Go! Go! Go!"

Li Miaozhen spat and drove away these annoying warlocks.

"None of Jian Zheng's disciples are normal."

She complained to Chu Caiwei at the table.

Hearing this, Chu Caiwei nodded with deep sympathy: "Among the senior brothers and sisters taught by the teacher, I am the smartest and most normal one."

Dare you ask the girl how she is confident? Li Miaozhen glanced at her.

...........

Royal Palace.

In the magnificent palace, the old eunuch vividly reported the rumors.

"Everyone in the market is spreading praises about Xu Qi'an's deeds as a thief. Some say he killed 100,000 enemies, some say 150,000, some say 200,000, and some even say he killed 100,000 enemies.

There are half a million elite soldiers."

The old eunuch had a soft voice: "If you don't say that people's words are terrible, don't worry about good or bad things. If you spread it too much, it will be just like that. But although Xu Qi'an is hateful and can be killed, it is not completely useless."

Emperor Yuan Jing glanced at his eldest companion, who was secretly happy, and said expressionlessly:

"Call Yuan Xiong and Qin Yuandao."

The old eunuch knew how to read people's words, and seeing that His Majesty didn't seem happy, he wisely stepped back.

Emperor Yuan Jing's face twitched violently, he took a deep breath and suppressed the overwhelming anger in his chest.

The Witch God Sect was so incompetent that 80,000 elite soldiers were killed by a boy, and even two generals died at his hands.

If you can't massacre the three states of Xiang, Jing, and Henan, you won't be able to wipe out Da Feng's luck and ruin his good deeds.

"Wei Yuan, Wei Yuan, it seems that it is destined that you will be infamy for thousands of years after your death!"

Emperor Yuan Jing murmured to himself with a gloomy expression.

Half an hour later, the old eunuch came in and replied: "Your Majesty, Qin Yuandao and Yuan Xiong are waiting outside."

Emperor Yuan Jing nodded: "Let Qin Yuandao come in first."

"yes!"

The old eunuch retreated and led Qin Yuandao, the minister of war, inside.

"You did very well!"

Emperor Jing of the Yuan Dynasty sat behind a large table covered with yellow silk and looked at Qin Yuandao below.

He didn't say what it was, but the emperor and his ministers knew it well.

Emperor Jing of the Yuan Dynasty continued: "The cabinet academicians are the pillars of the country. I have been studying for a long time and think Qin Aiqing is qualified for the job."

"Your Majesty is so complimentary, I feel so ashamed that I don't deserve it."

Emperor Yuan Jing waved his hand and said: "Qin Aiqing, please don't refuse. When Wei Yuan's matter is settled, the situation in the court will also change."

Qin Yuandao bowed deeply: "It is the duty of a minister to share the worries of your majesty."

Emperor Yuan Jing nodded with satisfaction: "Please step back."

He turned to the old eunuch and said, "Let Yuan Xiong come in and see me."

Soon, Yuan Xiong entered the imperial study room.

Emperor Yuan Jing's face was no longer soft, and he said calmly with a cold face:

"It is said that the most important thing in being an official is not serving the country, the king, or the people, but the four words "harmony with light and dust". Yuan Youdu, the censor, is well versed in this way."

Yuan Xiong was shocked, fell to his knees, and shouted: "Wei Chen is guilty!"

Emperor Yuan Jing snorted coldly: "Oh? What crime do you have, you might as well tell me."

Yuan Xiong has many years of experience in officialdom and is well versed in the principle of accompanying the emperor like accompanying a tiger. He is sincere and frightened: "It is the greatest sin of an minister to fail to share your worries for His Majesty."

Emperor Yuan Jing then softened his expression and said:

"Now that Wei Yuan died in the battle in Jingshan City, the headquarters of the Wushen Sect, the watchmen cannot be leaderless. They need someone to control the watchmen and the censor. Originally, I was interested in Yuan Aiqing."

Yuan Xiong could almost hear his own beating heart, and his excitement was surging, but he remained calm on the surface, not revealing anything, and bowed:

"This humble minister will be punished by His Majesty."

Emperor Yuan Jing took advantage of the situation and said: "What does Yuan Aiqing think of the Northeast War?"

Yuan Xiong said loudly: "Your Majesty, please make it clear!"

...........

The next day, the court meeting was held as usual.

In the past three days, the imperial court has been actively discussing the aftermath, but all the ministers knew very well that the real highlight had not yet begun.

This battle, called aiding the demon barbarians and attacking the Witch God Cult, must be determined in the end.

Only after it is determined can it be announced to the world and give an explanation to the world. The historian must also know how to write, whether to praise or criticize.

Yuan Jing has been dragging along, and some of the sharp-minded officialdom veterans have figured out something in the past few days.

Your Majesty is waiting for someone to make a different sound.

It's just that this is a taboo thing after all, and those who bear the brunt of it will be scolded.

Which civil servant does not cherish his own feathers?

This matter is different from ordinary party struggles. If you screw up, you will be branded as a traitor in a matter of minutes, and then you will be liquidated, demoted or dismissed, and then the history books will record you.

Before dawn, all the princes entered from the side door of the Meridian Gate one by one to the ringing of bells, crossed the Jinshui Bridge, and entered the Jinluan Hall.

There are rows of lacquered gold dragon candles, and the candlelight illuminates the splendid hall.

The princes entered the palace and waited for a quarter of an hour. Emperor Yuan Jing, dressed in yellow robes, came slowly.

The monarch and his ministers discussed some post-war matters, and the Minister of Household Affairs came out and said:

"Your Majesty, it is not advisable to delay the pension matter any longer. Please give an explanation to the people of the world and the families of the fallen soldiers as soon as possible."

This time, Emperor Yuan Jing did not avoid the topic. He looked down at the princes in the court and said slowly: "What do you think, dear sir?"

Censor Zhang Xingying came out and said loudly: "Your Majesty, Duke Wei captured the main altar of the Wushen Cult and massacred Jingshan City, which was the first of its kind in the Central Plains Dynasty. I sincerely request your Majesty to posthumously make Duke Wei a first-class Duke of Wei, with the posthumous title of Zhongwu."
To be continued...