Zhang Binghuan didn't know what to do for a while.

In the blink of an eye, before anyone could react, these dead soldiers died outside the palace, and then the few people behind them slowly walked up.

"See your majesty, long live your majesty!"

Zhang Binghuan was completely dumbfounded. He turned back to look at His Majesty and stuttered: "This... these are all done by Your Majesty? Why!"

Emperor Shang gradually put his hands behind his back, walked slowly to him and said softly: "Do you really think that I don't know who those dead soldiers of yours are?"

"Someone just broke into the palace and broke into my Yangxin Palace so easily. Don't you have any suspicion?"

Emperor Shang's words made other courtiers present feel a little frightened, and they all turned their attention to Zhang Binghuan.

At this time, Tan Zhonghe smiled softly and said: "Master Zhang, Your Majesty has long known that those dead soldiers of yours are disciples of Haotian Pavilion. The black gas emitting from your body has already betrayed you!"

After Tan Zhonghe said this, the ministers around him were shocked and pointed at Zhang Binghuan.

"I never expected that Mr. Zhang would be from Haotian Pavilion!"

"Yes! I really didn't expect that. Mr. Zhang was the most loyal before, and his son also made great achievements for His Majesty, but now? Alas..."

The ministers started talking one after another and there was a lot of noise.

Zhang Binghuan smiled and said nothing, with tears running down his cheeks: "When did your Majesty find out!"

When Emperor Shang saw him like that, he frowned and formed a twist...

At this time, Tan Zhonghe said in a low voice: "Master Zhang, your Majesty has known about this for a long time, and just wanted to give you a chance. But you are still like this today, and your Majesty is really helpless! You should commit suicide!"

"In this way, you can still keep the loyalty of your Zhang family..."


Chapter completed!