The next day, after passing through the national uncle Lin Shan and others several times, the envoy of Daliang, Qin Wuzong, finally stood on the Golden Palace of the Great Zhou. The envoy Zhang Qi, who had been here before, stood with him.

"Bold! Why don't you kneel when you see me, His Majesty of Great Zhou?"

A hint of pleasure flashed in the eyes of the uncle Lin Shan, and he said with great contempt.

"Lin Shan...you... are we ministers of the Great Zhou Dynasty? Why do we have to kneel down?"

Qin Wuzong's eyes were about to get angry, but he was still restraining.

"My Great Zhou national strength is unparalleled, and Daliang is a mere small country. It is natural that he kneels down to worship the king of the Supreme Kingdom!"

Lin Shan was still humiliating Qin Wuzong. He wanted to take back ten or twenty times the grievances he had suffered in Daliang.

"Hmph!" Qin Wuzong snorted coldly, ignoring Lin Shan, but he did not kneel down.

There is a rule in this secular world that as long as you reach the innate realm, you can not kneel down to the emperor. The same is true for the four princes of different surnames in the Great Zhou. When they see Leng, they will not only not kneel down, but also have special seats.

"Bold, why don't you kneel when you see my father?"

At this moment, Leng Qing next to the main seat spoke,

Although he is usually submissive, after this period of flattery, his attitude has become arrogant.

"Hmph, the words of the inner disciples of the Divine Sword Sect are imperial edicts. If you still don't kneel..."

Lin Shan saw that Qin Wuzong had ignored him, and then spoke, using the identity of an inner disciple of the Leng Qing Divine Sword Sect to suppress him.

"You..." Qin Wuzong's eyes were extremely complicated.

At this time, he had almost cursed all the ancestors of the Daliang Army, Shui Wuya's eighteen generations, and this job was so frustrating.

"Divine Sword Sect? Otherwise, the Divine Sword Sect...you..."

After struggling for a while, the arrogant Qin Wuzong chose to surrender. The dignified General of Liang State and the innate master knelt on the Golden Palace of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

"The envoy of Daliang led Leng Yan in the name of Emperor Liang, and I hope Your Majesty will be grateful!"

Every word he said was squeezed out from his teeth, which shows how deep his resentment was.

Leng Jue sat on the main seat, smiling at the scenes before him. He said slowly until Qin Wuzong spoke,

"Well, it turns out that he is the envoy of Daliang. I have been thinking about your request for a long time and have to tell you regretfully..."

Just when Leng Jue was about to tell Leng Yan that he had ordered to kill him,

The old man in red who had been sent to the throne before actually trotted all the way to the front of the throne, and spoke a few words in Leng Jue's ear.

A short sentence made Leng Jue's face suddenly turn pale, and then the cold sweat on his forehead quickly oozed out.

If the old man in red had not seen the situation was wrong and hurriedly used a secret force to support him, Leng Jue, a dignified innate master, might have fallen under the throne.

After about two breaths, the cold expression gradually returned to normal.

But everyone can see that he is trying hard to hide his emotions.

"Ahem, General Qin, please get up quickly. I, Dazhou, will find a way to solve the request of the King of Daliang. Why don't you go to the inn to rest first? How about we send Leng Yan there in person?"

Leng Jue caught the words just now, but his current attitude is more than 100,800 miles away from before.

"kindness?"

The ministers of the Great Zhou Dynasty were stunned. They had already ordered the killing of Leng Yan, and it was estimated that General Lin would be about to return to the court to report, but his Majesty spoke like this. Why?

Qin Wuzong and Zhang Qi, who were kneeling in the hall, were also stunned.

What happened to the Emperor of Great Zhou? The attitude was very arrogant the moment before, but the next moment, he used a tone of discussion. The change was too fast, which made them difficult for a while.

However, this kind of change is always good. Thinking of this, they hurriedly stood up, nodded and then retreated from the hall, fearing that Leng Jue would use his identity as an inner disciple of the Divine Sword Sect to humiliate them.

Until the envoys of Daliang retreated, the Golden Palace of the Great Zhou immediately became noisy, and all the sounds were puzzled. Why did Leng Jue do this?

"Your Majesty, why did you agree to Qin Wuzong? Leng Yan is probably killed now. Does Your Majesty want them to be even more desperate?"

The king's uncle Lin Shan was the first to stand up.

However, Leng Jue at this moment seemed to have lost his soul and ignored the court officials.

"Father, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong with you? Is there something that my inner disciple of the Divine Sword Sect can't solve?"

The fourth prince Leng Qing is closest to Leng Jue. Although he is dull, he still shows a trace of abnormality.

"Huh?" Hearing Leng Qing's mouth, Leng Jue slowly came back to his senses.

"Forget it, I'm tired today, please leave the court."

He said powerlessly, and wanted the father-in-law in red to announce his retirement to the court.

After hearing Leng Jue's words, the doubts became even more serious.

Especially the civil officials who were the king's uncle Lin Shan, they kept standing up and wanted to know why Leng Jue's attitude towards the envoys of Daliang changed drastically.

Leng Jue looked at the noisy ministers and was silent for a moment, intending to tell them the truth.

At this moment, the voice of the guards came from outside the hall.

"The battle report! Thousands of miles of speed, the idle people waited for a walk away."

"kindness?"

The sudden sound made the hall quieter in an instant, and even Leng Jue's eyes, with a gray face, showed a look of surprise.

The war report was not randomly spread in the Great Zhou Dynasty, but only when foreign enemies invaded. Moreover, the guards just shouted that it was a thousand miles to expedite, and I believe this matter must be quite serious.

Soon, a guard with a kettle ran into the Golden Palace and knelt straight in front of Leng Jue.

"Report to Your Majesty, the war report is coming from the west, and we will be in a hurry!"

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Leng Jue spoke weakly. In his opinion, even if an enemy country had entered the Great Zhou imperial city, there was no such thing as the Red-clothed father-in-law said.

"Your Majesty, news came from Shanyang County that General Lin fell in Quanyang..."

The guards had only said half of the words, and the hall exploded, which was even more powerful than Leng Jue's announcement to give Daliang an explanation.

"What? What just said!"

When the uncle Lin Shan heard this, he stepped forward, grabbed the guard's collar, and shouted loudly with red eyes.

Not to mention Lin Shan, even Emperor Leng Jue's eyes widened at this moment.

If the previous incident caused him to fall into the abyss, this incident is his understanding.

When the news that Leng Qinghui became an inner disciple of the Divine Sword Sect spread, the surrounding countries showed their kindness, and the threshold of the Lin family was almost trampled. Now it was said that Lin Xiao was killed, which was indeed a bit incredible.

"Tell me quickly, why did my brother die in Shanyang?"

Lin Shan grabbed the guard's collar tightly, and the guard wanted to speak, but he didn't say a word for a long time.

Seeing this, Lin Shan snorted coldly and then let go of the guard's collar.

"What the hell is going on?"

"You are the uncle, news came from Shanyang that the general fell in front of a Shanhaiguan, and the owner of the hero also announced that Quanyang will be his place in the future!"

The guard stuttered about something,

"Shanhaiguan? What is this place? What is the name of the owner of that Xiongguan?" Lin Shan continued to ask with confusion.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!