On the sacrificial square, all the officials looked at the sky and saw that Feng Qi was no longer in the world.
Some officials knelt down slumped, not knowing what to do next, while others sighed angrily and bluntly said that they could not be killed quickly.
All the officials had different expressions, but they all looked at Li Ao.
Feng Qi's incident ended with his death, and a palace coup came to an end.
Everyone looked at Li Ao, waiting for him to conclude everything.
Li Ao, however, struggled to get up with the help of Li Dong. At this moment, he was panting heavily and looked at the officials around him. Tan Xiang came forward, and Li Ao just shook his head slightly and said.
"This matter will end here. After tomorrow, we will find the remaining connections and revive these families who died in vain."
After saying this, Li Ao was about to leave here with the help of Li Dong.
But the next moment, two figures appeared in front of Li Ao.
It was Du Qin and Li Li.
The two of them bowed their hands towards Li Ao and saluted. Li Ao looked confused, but Li Li spoke at this moment.
"Your Majesty, after what we have seen today, we also have something to ask of you. Please ask your Majesty to abolish the national laws and prevent the world's talented children from dying on the battlefield at a young age."
"Your Majesty, please do it!"
For a while, the scene fell into extreme silence again.
The next moment, someone shouted angrily.
"Bold, this is the national policy of the Wen Dynasty, how can we change it at will?!"
It was Prime Minister Tan who spoke, but Li Ao stretched out his hand to stop him. He looked at the two saints Li and Du with deep eyes.
In the Wen Dynasty, the Zongguo Law was a policy that killed two birds with one stone. It not only supplemented the strength of the Wen Dynasty's border troops, but also prevented Shi Zong from staying out of the matter.
But for Shi Zong, this is a double-edged sword.
The Poetry Sect in the world was even more famous, but the elite disciples also suffered heavy casualties.
However, two saints from the Poetry Sect, at such a time of turmoil in the royal family, actually spoke these words, which can't help but make people think of them.
Li Ao also thought of this situation in his mind. Seeing that the two men's eyes were firm but somewhat unwilling to give in, Li Ao coughed several times.
Seeing this scene, Li Dong stepped forward and offered his hands to the two saints.
"Sage, please be considerate of my father's excessive anger and anger today. How about we discuss this matter another day?"
Li and Du were unmoved and did not even take Li Dong's words into their hearts.
This made Li Dong's expression suddenly change. Tan Xiang next to him was also anxious when he saw this, and he also came forward at this moment.
But at this moment, another voice sounded next to him.
"Your Majesty, the clan law has indeed seriously injured the children of the Poetry Sect. Each Poetry Sect has not had a shocking talent for many years. It is inappropriate for the imperial court and the Poetry Sect to be in the same spirit."
Everyone looked around and saw that it was coming from Li Moer's mouth, and everyone looked stunned at this moment.
"Sister Huang? You..."
Li Dong was also in disbelief, but he hesitated to speak at this moment and could only look at Li Ao next to him.
Li Ao also looked at the other party at this time, seeming a little confused.
Even Song Mu, who was standing far away, heard this and looked at Li Moer at this moment.
Today's Li Mo'er is completely different from the past.
Although he was wearing a palace attire and a bit of pink and white, there was a heroic spirit between his eyebrows, and even when he spoke, he felt quite extraordinary.
Song Mu has not yet recovered from the shock just now. At this moment, he just feels that Li Moer seems to have changed a lot today.
But Li Moer spoke again.
"Your Majesty, what kind of king do you think this world needs?"
“Can it check and balance everything, or can it remove all checks and balances?”
Li Moer's tone was calm, but there was a hint of determination in his words.
But all the officials had different expressions. If what Li Du Shizong said just now made them think that there would be another change today, then what Li Mo'er said at this moment made them suddenly have other thoughts in their minds.
Is there any inspiration behind what Li and Du said?
And what Li Mo'er said at this moment, a woman actually wants to check and balance His Majesty's words, the King's words?
Tan Xiang yelled angrily at this moment, his literary strength could no longer be restrained, and a strong pressure suddenly came over him.
"Princess Mingshu, do you know what you are talking about now? There is no room for you, a woman, to speak about the affairs of the monarch and his ministers!"
But as soon as the words fell, a wave of air burst out from Li Mo'er's body. The two pressures suddenly collided in the air, and Tan Xiang's eyes suddenly widened.
"Grand Bachelor?"
"How can this be?"
Tan Zhongye looked at Li Mo'er in front of him in disbelief. The strength displayed in him had already reached the level of a bachelor.
Seeing this, all the officials also retreated suddenly, and everyone was shocked at this moment.
Li Mo'er, a woman, has actually reached the level of a bachelor.
Throughout the ages, there has never been such a female class among the great literati!
And this Li Mo'er, if you count her carefully, is not yet thirty years old!
"Can't you allow me to speak?"
"Can't the world's intellectuals tolerate a woman like me?"
"My surname is Li, and I also have royal blood flowing through my body. If I see injustice, it's a matter between the king and his ministers? Why can't I speak up?!"
Li Moer's words were interrupted, and a wave of air suddenly rippled out. Tan Xiang was shocked all over, and he looked at the other party in shock.
"You...what exactly are you going to do?"
Tan Xiang wanted to attack, but in front of him, Li Moer's cultivation was astonishing, and with the two saints Li and Du here, Tan Xiang felt the urgency coming again.
This time, is it another time... to force you...
Li Mo'er didn't look at the other party at all. At this moment, he just looked at Li Ao in front of him, and said again at this moment.
"Your Majesty, what do you think?"
Li Ao looked at the other party, his eyes deep at the moment, but Li Dong had an angry look on his face when he saw this, he quickly stepped forward and said in a deep voice.
"Li Mo'er, what do you want to do to your father?"
"Is it possible that you want to be Feng Qi again today?!"
Li Mo'er looked sideways slightly, their eyes met. Li Dong was restrained by the fierceness in the other's eyes, but he also heard the other's voice coming again.
"Your Highness, if I'm not mistaken, your fellow Jinshi cultivation level is very fragile now, isn't it?"
Li Dong's expression suddenly tightened, but at this moment he pretended to be calm and spoke frankly.
"What do you mean by this? What does my cultivation have to do with you..."
Li Dong suddenly paused when he said this, and then suddenly looked at the other person the next moment.
"Li Mo'er, do you want to..."
"Why can't I?"
Li Mo'er raised his head slightly, the breath from his body rippled out, and he strode forward at this moment.
"The ten kings of the Wen Dynasty were all Jinshi and ascended the throne. I wonder if I, Li Mo'er, have disgraced the royal family?"
As soon as this sentence came out, a dozen people in the field immediately shouted angrily, their auras surged, and they were about to take action at this moment, but the next moment, the red-robed official stood up around him and took action to stop him.
Li Dong and others saw a group of officials helping Li Moer in the square!
Li Dong's face was already pale, and he suddenly turned back and looked at Li Ao. Li Ao also looked at the scene, but did not say anything.
The two saints Li and Du were still holding their hands in front of each other at this moment, and their auras were not revealed at all.
There are swords and swords in the sacrificial square again, and the crisis is coming again, but this time.
It is not to force the king, but to seek the throne.