A month later, in the early morning, the sky was slightly bright.
At this time, in the imperial palace in the capital of Weiguo, a hall full of noble ministers stood in the palace, saluting with respectful expressions: "See your majesty!"
"Your Majesty, no courtesy!"
Emperor Wei Ming stood tall on the golden dragon chair and glanced at the ministers lazily: "Do you have a memorial for me?"
When several ministers saw this, they also sighed secretly, but did not dare to speak.
If it was Emperor Wei Ming ten years ago, he was really a wise king who was diligent and caring for the people. Therefore, even the former king and his old ministers admired him.
However, when his power was firmly established, Wei Zheng began to enjoy extravagantly. He drafted women, wandered around the harem, and neglected government affairs. He often only had one morning court meeting every few days, and often he did it hastily and went back to catch up on his sleep.
But one thing is that military power is tightly held, and he probably understands that this is the basis for indulgence and enjoyment.
Therefore, although the court officials had opinions about Wei Zheng, they did not dare to express them openly.
At this time, all the ministers were silent. Wei Zheng yawned and said: "Since there is nothing to do, let's retreat from the court!"
At this moment, a voice sounded: "There is no need to withdraw from the court. This is your last morning court, so cherish it!"
The ministers looked for the sound and saw a handsome young man in white and a beautiful woman in blue skirt walking away from the door of the hall.
Behind the two men, there was a middle-aged man in white wearing a sword and a middle-aged guard in black wearing a sword.
On the golden dragon chair, Wei Minghuang Wei Zheng stared at Xiao Yi, vaguely feeling that his appearance was familiar, and couldn't help but said in a deep voice: "Who are you, how dare you act so presumptuously in the court?"
Xiao Yi smiled and said: "Fifteen years ago, weren't you searching for my whereabouts in the palace like crazy? So, today I am here to give you a ride!"
Upon hearing this, the expressions of all the ministers in the court changed dramatically. They did not expect that the missing former crown prince would suddenly appear in the court. It would have been absolutely impossible if there was no one to help behind this. How could it be so easy to enter the palace?
Could someone be trying to launch a coup?
Many ministers have made up their minds to wait and see what happens. No matter what the outcome of the coup is, they will still have to rely on them to govern the world.
At the same time, Wei Zheng's expression also changed drastically, and he understood why he looked familiar to Xiao Yi. At the same time, he also guessed that someone must have some evil intentions to arrange for the former crown prince to enter the palace.
Immediately, he said with a cold expression: "Come here, take down this traitor who pretends to be the former crown prince!"
At this time, a group of palace guards rushed over to capture Xiao Yi. At least these guards had extremely acquired internal skills, and the leader was an innate master.
However, Chen Sheng and Wu Chen took action at the same time, and saw the flash of swords and swords flashing past. More than ten palace guards had blood spurting from their necks and fell to the ground.
When Wei Zheng saw this, his expression changed and he quietly crushed a communication talisman on his sleeve.
Xiao Yi smiled and said: "Uncle, there is no need to struggle. It is better to go to the underworld to admit your mistake to my father and mother."
Immediately, Chen Sheng and Wu Chen prepared to step forward and kill the faint king.
At this time, the ministers retreated, but an old man in purple robes burst out with a surging white aura, knocking the two of them away.
The purple-robed old man glared at Xiao Yi and said coldly: "My little boy, the late Crown Prince died in childbirth with the Queen. You pretended to be someone else, plotted evil, and committed the unforgivable crime of treason! Hurry up and get tied up.
Catch him with his hands and tell the person behind the scenes!"
Fifteen years have passed, Wei Zheng's throne has long been stable, and there are many confidants promoted by him in the court, and the Minister of Rites in front of him is his confidant.
"How upright is the Confucian sect? I wonder if your founder, Kong Sheng, would slap you to death if he knew that you were lying and defending the emperor! Forget it, let me help him clean up the sect!"
After Xiao Yi finished speaking, he already pointed a little, and a white sword light burst out from his fingertips, shooting towards the purple-robed old man.
The purple-robed old man shouted loudly, and the awe-inspiring energy that had been stored in his chest for many years turned into a white sword light and shot out.
The Confucian mind does not cultivate immortality, but only cultivates the spirit and the awe-inspiring aura in the chest. A great Confucian scholar can disperse the evil spirit with a scold.
This purple-robed old man has been practicing all his life and has almost a great scholar's merits. This scolding would shake even a Taoist monk away. However, facing Xiao Yi's white sword light, it was useless and he was instantly knocked out.
break.
Immediately, the white sword light hit the purple-robed old man between the eyebrows, killing him.
Wei Zheng looked at the fallen body of the purple-robed old man and was shocked, but a sneer appeared on his face: "Good nephew, if you kill the Confucian sage, even if you escape to another country, you will be hunted down by the Confucian sect.
!If I were you, I would have run away for my life right now!"
Xiao Yi smiled and said nothing. This is why Xia Chong cannot speak of ice. The two are not on the same level at all. The crisis that Wei Zheng thought was not worth mentioning to him.
Chen Sheng and Wu Chen got up with ugly expressions on their faces, stared at Wei Zheng on the dragon chair, and then swung their swords to kill him.
At this time, the two middle-aged eunuchs standing next to Wei Zheng flashed and blocked the two men with whisks in their hands.
In the palace, the martial arts of these two eunuchs were not inferior to Chen Sheng's, and were even better than Wu Chen's.
Immediately, a middle-aged general wearing red armor came with a large group of guards and surrounded Xiao Yi, Xiuyun, and Chen Sheng and Wu Chen who were fighting with two eunuchs.
The leader of the red-armored general rushed to Wei Zheng and clasped his fists and said: "Zheng Yan, the commander-in-chief of the Imperial Guard, came late to rescue me. Please forgive me!"
Wei Zheng looked delighted and said: "Okay, Ai Qing came just in time, capture these rebels for me, I will execute them Ling Chi!"
The commander-in-chief Zheng Yan is a late-stage Daoji practitioner and has almost nothing to fear except Master Jin Dan.
Immediately, Zheng Yan's figure flashed, and his five fingers turned into eagle claws, condensing red true energy, and quickly grabbed Xiao Yi, obviously not intending to leave a trace of life for the former crown prince.
A look of worry appeared in Xiuyun's eyes. Chen Sheng and Wu Chen were also shocked. If something happened to the young master, they would probably die!
However, Xiao Yi looked calm, suddenly stretched out his hand, and grabbed Zheng Yan's wrist with great precision.
There was a click, and the crisp sound of broken bones made everyone in the hall look shocked.
Immediately, with a bang, a dented footprint appeared on Zheng Yan's chest, vomited blood flew out, and fell to the ground.
"You, how could you... kill me!"
Zheng Yan's eyes widened, he vomited blood, and used his last strength to express his unwilling doubts, and then his eyes lost their luster.
And this is also the question in the minds of everyone in the palace.
Xiao Yi is only fifteen years old. Even if he has become a famous teacher, he still cannot have such terrifying martial arts skills! This makes people think deeply and fearfully!
Immediately, Xiao Yi clicked his fingers together, and two white sword lights killed the two eunuchs who were fighting Chen Sheng and Wu Chen, and looked at Wei Zheng.
Wei Zheng's expression changed, and he was frightened. He had practiced martial arts hard when he was young and had innate cultivation. However, at this time, his internal skills had long been abandoned. Facing a strong man who could kill Zheng Yan, he was no longer able to resist.
Immediately, Xiao Yi pointed his sword, and a sword energy shot toward Wei Zheng.
