Chapter 97: The young man has no regrets and kills thousands of years. Prime Minister Qin comes in three steps [asking for monthly votes]

The grass is all wet with drizzle, and the flower branches are about to move in the cold spring wind.

The dusk clouds and mist, the spring rain as thin as an ox's hair, with a bit of coldness, swayed down from the sky thousands of feet high, and fell to the world.

The branches of the willow that passed through the wind were torn to pieces by the tyrannical and intertwined minds before they fell, and mist burst into mist.

Outside Wanghu Tower.

With the appearance of the old man in plain clothes, the atmosphere fell into a bit of anxiety for a while.

As soon as the old man appeared, he overwhelmed the mental power of many prose officials, like an extremely sharp sword, cutting through the pervading minds.

Many of the prose officials present were getting older, stuck in a bottleneck in terms of cultivation, and had no room for improvement, so they would choose to take sides and support Prime Minister Qin to fight for their official fortunes.

They knew a bit about the old man in front of them who threw out his bamboo stick and broke the shackles of his prisoner.

He was also in awe and apprehension of his identity.

Many officials were even more shocked. They never thought that such an old man would stand up and support Anle at this moment.

The eyes of the Minister of Dali Temple also condensed. As a third-rank official of the imperial court, he already belongs to the ranks of high-ranking officials and has a good status. Naturally, he knew the identity of the old man in front of him and had heard of the feats of this young man.

This was the peerless man who dared to kill Emperor Yuanmeng with a broken bamboo sword!

Wait, Broken Bamboo Sword...

The Minister of Dali Temple finally thought of something, and his eyes fell on the two swords worn on Anle's waist, among which was a broken bamboo sword.

It turns out that Anle's Broken Bamboo Sword is the sword that this man once used!

The bamboo sword that was used to kill Emperor Yuan Meng was difficult to break even if he was as strong as Emperor Yuan Meng!

The significance of such a sword being placed in the hands of this young man is self-evident. It is inheritance and sustenance.

In this way, it is reasonable for the old man to appear.

The Minister of Dali Temple knew very well that mastering the bamboo sword Qingshan required not only cultivation, but also quality.

The sword knows the person, and the sword knows the person. Some high-grade swords have their own spirituality. Sometimes, the sword chooses the person more clearly than the person's cognition of the person.

"Are you Su Qingke, the minister of Dali Temple? I remember you. Your teacher was Bao Mingjing. Mr. Bao was an honest and fair official, but you have not inherited your teacher's character at all."

After Zhao Huangting broke the shackles placed on Anle, he glanced at the Minister of Dali Temple and said lightly.

Su Qingke, the minister of Dali Temple, suddenly hardened his face, exhaled slowly, and bowed with his fists: "Uncle, the old emperor said seriously. My character cannot be compared with that of my teacher."

"However, I was only acting in accordance with the laws of the Zhao Dynasty. An Le killed Qin Qianqiu, which caused too much trouble. Naturally, I have to give an explanation to all parties."

Su Qingke said with a serious face.

Zhao Huangting's eyebrows fluttered in the wind, and his wrinkled face revealed a sneer: "Do things according to the laws of Zhao?"

"Then when Qin Qianqiu sent people to kill Anle again and again, why didn't you stand up and say that things should be done in accordance with the law?"

"If I remember correctly, the monk is a master of demon subduing. He is not allowed to enter Lin'an Mansion because of his strong murderous aura, right? Qin Qianqiu brought him in to kill Anle. Did he violate the laws of Zhao? Why don't you give me an explanation?"

The old man's words were so aggressive that Su Qingke looked ugly and was unable to refute for a while.

Many literary officials around him also frowned.

"You are just bullying the weak and afraid of the strong. Behind Qin Qianqiu is Prime Minister Qin. You are tolerant and tolerant. Therefore, you feel that there is not enough power behind Anle. It is just a Lin family. In your eyes, the Lin family, which has declined, is naturally tolerant.

It's not as good as trying to please the prime minister of the dynasty."

"If An Le is killed today, will you, Su Qingke, come in person? Will Qin Qianqiu be punished according to the laws of Da Zhao? No, the identity of Qin Xiang is there, he was sent to Zhao Prison in Dali Temple, and he even had to eat delicious food

Provide him with something delicious to drink, and wait for him to stay for a few days. When the Lin family's anger is gone, you will release Qin Qianqiu and do whatever you want..."

The old man put his hands behind his back, hunched his back, shook his head and said calmly.

"There is only one Bao Mingjing in Da Zhao..."

"You, Su Qingke, are so embarrassed."

"The laws of Da Zhao are nothing more than a protective umbrella for the powerful under the circumstances of bone-crushing ecstasy."

"Who can be fair? Who can give true fairness?"

"Five hundred years of prosperity have created such a stinking and sore-producing environment."

The old man's words one after another shook the spring breeze and spring rain, making Su Qingke's face become increasingly ugly, but he remained silent and did not speak.

As the minister of Dali Temple, he knew very well what the old man said. There was no fairness in the world, and the prosperity of Lin'an was full of stench and sores.

If Qin Qianqiu kills Anle this time, Su Qingke really won't show up, and there is no need to show up.

Because Qin Qianqiu killed Anle, it was just a trivial matter. Behind Anle stood the Lin Mansion, but Anle was not from the Lin Mansion after all. Maybe the Lin Mansion would be angry, and Lin Mansion Hua Jiebing would make a fuss over it, but

It's just a fuss, it won't affect him.

However, Qin Qianqiu was killed, which was naturally no small matter. As the prime minister of the dynasty and the head of the officials, Qin Xiang was filled with anger. If he did not take any action, he would definitely be angered.

Su Qingke sighed: "But old uncle, I have to act according to the law now. Anle did commit murder and killed Young Master Qin."

Zhao Huangting sneered, held up his bamboo stick, and tapped the ground gently: "Good guy, I have been silent for so long, has everyone forgotten my bad temper?"

"This Qin Qianqiu is dead. Just think that he was beaten to death for challenging the genius of the Little Saint List regardless of life and death... In fact, it was Qin Qianqiu who wanted to break Anle's invincible power, so he hired the man who wanted to surrender.

Demonic monk."

"Let me tell Qin Lishi this reason."

Zhao Huangting's words caused an uproar among the prose officials around him, and many people who were not familiar with Zhao Huangting even showed their anger.

"Aren't you deceiving Anle because there is no one behind him? Although I, Zhao Huangting, are old and his reputation is not as good as before, but... he should still be considered a human being."

Zhao Huangting laughed.

An Le stood behind the old man, with a slight warmth in his heart. At this time, the old man was able to stand up, not only because of friendship, but also because of the old man's approval of An Le holding the sword Qingshan and killing Qin Qianqiu.

Suddenly, sword energy emerged between the sky and the earth, and there seemed to be stars shining down.

A scholar-like figure fell down and landed beside Anle. A hand fell on Anle's shoulder, solid and powerful: "Apart from the old uncle, I, Li Youan, should be considered a human being."

"Anle wanted to become invincible and follow the path of legend, but Qin Qianqiu sent people to hire demon subduing masters who were at the level of Anle and Gao Anle to kill Anle. This thing... is unreasonable and quite disgusting."

"The same thing happened to me when I first gathered my invincible power. At that time, I killed the person who came to destroy my invincible power with one sword. I also killed a high-ranking official's son with one sword. That time, no one in Lin'an Mansion dared to arrest me.

, why are things different today when it comes to Anle?"

Li Youan's eyes fell on Su Qingke and he said.

The legendary champion Li Youan!

As soon as this person appeared, Su Qingke felt that the matter was getting more and more complicated and complicated. He even knew that it was basically impossible to capture Anle today.

"You just think that Anle is easy to bully. But today, with the old uncle Huang and me, Li Youan, supporting him, do you still think that he is easy to bully?"

Li Youan said softly.

The words just fell out.

"General You'an's words are wrong. There are more than just two people behind An Le. I, Hua Jie Bing, am not one to swallow my anger."

A chuckle like silver bells resounded.

Mrs. Hua wore a long black gauze dress that floated down, elegant and generous, but her beautiful eyes were filled with heroic spirit.

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and Mrs. Hua's mind filled the air. Every drop of spring rain seemed to be mixed with sharp sword intent: "Master Su, Dali Temple pays attention to evidence when handling cases. If murder is to be paid with life, the murder Qin Qianqiu committed in Lin'an Mansion can be...

There are too many, I can list a lot of evidence here at any time, why didn't Qin Qianqiu be arrested before? Do you want to sue you for dereliction of duty? "

Mrs. Hua said lightly.

Su Qingke pursed his lips, feeling that things were getting more difficult to handle.

"Hahaha! And I, the Prince Consort of Yuan Meng, also support An family!"

The sword energy was intertwined, and the hatchet in Fourth Master Lin's hand was stained with blood. He carried a headless corpse in one hand and walked through the air. The rich blood stained the air around the West Lake in an instant.

The spring rain seemed to be stained with the color of blood.

The corpse was thrown from a high altitude and hit the ground. Fourth Master Lin fell down, dressed in plain clothes, holding a hatchet, and looked at Su Qingke and many literary officials indifferently.

At this moment, strong murderous intent was intertwined around Wanghu Tower, and the gentle breeze was killing people.

Lin Shiro!

The Prince Consort of Yuanmeng had kept a low profile since he returned to Lin'an. Because of his sensitive identity, he had always kept a low profile. But today, he no longer kept a low profile. He directly killed the strong men sent by Prime Minister Qin to follow the Lin Mansion and spoke out in support of Anle.

"Su Qingke, come on, come on, arrest me, I'll kill someone too."

Lin Silang's eyes were blazing, like a wild horse running wild, he looked at Dali Temple Qing Su Qingke arrogantly and wantonly and said.

Su Qingke only felt that his heart was blocked by a big stone. Zhao Huangting, Li Youan, Hua Jiebing and now Lin Silang were added...

Each of these guys is more capable than the other.

Their identities are very sensitive.

Needless to say, Zhao Huangting was an old uncle of the great Zhao Dynasty, with a noble status and a hot temper.

Li Youan... the legendary number one scholar, the second-rank general of the current dynasty, now in charge of the army along the Canglang River, holding the tiger talisman, is not comparable to a military official with a false title but no real power.
To be continued...