The black gold unicorn carried Mu Jingyun and left the Hong Mansion, and immediately there was silence.
The dignitaries in Beizhou did not dare to express their anger, and quietly looked at the Nangong clan and Red Eagle Lord.
Chu Yue narrowed her eyes and said nothing, waiting for the follow-up.
Red Eagle Lord raised his hand to his forehead and sighed deeply: "Nangong loves you, I have always regarded him as a brother and sister, and because the Nangong clan is the ancestral family of the queen, we have been close to each other for many years.
You thought he would live up to your expectations and make Beizhou prosperous and prosperous."
"What happened today should implicate the nine tribes, but Nangong Xiong has been beheaded in public."
"The matter of killing the Nine Clan involves too much. Over the years, the Nangong Clan has done nothing but hard work."
"But you can escape the death penalty, but you can't avoid the punishment of living. I don't want to see the situation today, but if you don't give an explanation, the soldiers and warriors who died in the southern suburbs will not be able to rest in peace."
"Then..."
"The Nangong clan and all those related to it should all be demoted to common people. All direct descendants should be sent to the lowly slave camp to atone for their sins and repent."
After saying this, Red Eagle Lord sighed, his eyes were red, but the corner of his mouth smiled sadly at himself.
The land of Beizhou that he ruled, the imperial capital city at the feet of the emperor, his ministers and princes, were all such things that looked like gold on the outside and failed on the inside.
As a monarch, he has great responsibilities.
As soon as Lord Red Eagle said these words, all the direct descendants of Nangong who were in the chaos of the East Pavilion feast all opened their eyes in horror.
"No, no."
Nangong Xi made a plop and knelt on the ground.
She put her hands on the ground, all her hairpins fell off, and her black hair hung awkwardly on her shoulders.
"Your Majesty, please give the Nangong family a way out. You also said that for so many years, the Nangong family has worked hard despite no merit."
Nangong Xi was lying on the ground, the nails of her hands digging into the ground until her nails were glowing and blood was gushing out, but she was completely unaware of it.
"Take it down."
Red Eagle Lord finished speaking calmly.
The leader of the royal army section, Da Ma Jin Dao, came over and directly carried Nangong Xi out.
The rest of the Nangong clan became prisoners in an instant.
Nangong Xi's body seemed to be boneless, being dragged along the ground.
Suddenly, he struggled hard and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Your Majesty, have you forgotten that 90,000 years ago, it was the Nangong clan who supported you as the monarch of Beizhou? How could you do this to the Nangong clan? How could you! You said
Yes, you swore to the ancestors of the Nangong clan, you said that as long as you reign, the Nangong clan will not decline, why!"
Nangong Xi shouted at the top of her lungs, her eyes almost splitting, and when she spoke loudly, blood welled up in her throat, causing her eyes to turn outward.
When Leader Duan saw Red Eagle Lord's expression worsening, he quickly hit Nangong Xi on the back of the neck with his knife, causing him to faint.
Chu Yue lowered her eyes, covering her eyes from the surging undercurrent.
Ninety thousand years ago, Red Eagle Lord was young and frivolous, offended too many people, and was hunted down and was severely injured.
At that time, the Jiuzhou power had just been formed, and it was indeed the Nangong clan who supported him and made him the king of Beizhou.
Chu Yue looked at Red Eagle Lord, and the young man with deep blood memory overlapped and became one person.
"General Wu Ling, you have done a great job in quelling the disaster and eradicating the criminals Nangong Xiong and Chi Ying. What reward do you want?" Red Eagle Lord asked.
"The ability to quell a disaster does not depend on the strength of a single general."
Chu Yue said: "Then let's ask for a reward for the dead heroes. It will cost a lot to rebuild the southern suburbs after the disaster. Among them, a hero's grave should be built on the ancient road so that the names of the sacrificed people can last forever in the world and inspire future generations.
I would like to warn future generations, if possible, let the Nangong family contribute the money. This matter started from Nangong and ended with Nangong, which is considered a confession."
"Can."
Red Eagle Lord asked again: "Don't General Wuling ask for a reward for himself?"
"Now that Nangong Xiong has resigned, and the Dragon Slaying Banquet is about to begin, the position cannot be left vacant, and someone needs to take up the responsibility."
Chu Yue smiled slightly: "The general believes that the general's mother, Mu Qinghuang, is suitable for this position."
She wants to place her own people at the military aircraft!
The dignitaries at the feast all looked at her.
Since ancient times, it has been a taboo to have great achievements and shock the master!
Chu Yue's face was indifferent, she looked at Red Eagle Lord with a smile, waiting for Red Eagle Lord's response.