Chapter 130 Heavy (Part 1)

Jinling City

A gorgeous carriage passed by quickly, and the cavalry accompanied him, each of them was heroic.

"Let them slow down and don't bother the people." Hearing screams outside, an old voice came from the carriage.

"Yes, sir!" A guard responded respectfully, waved his right hand in the air, and his horse slowed down.

Until they passed, some pedestrians on the street whispered.

"You don't know, the one who just passed by was an amazing person..." Someone said in the crowd.

"Oh? Do you know who is sitting in the carriage?"

"Yes, although I haven't seen the true appearance, I have seen the mark on the carriage. A few days ago, I encountered it once. At that time, several adults' carriages took the initiative to make way for the adult. I heard from the servants who accompanied him that the carriage was the Grand Tutor Liu Zhaoliu of the previous dynasty."

"Taishi? The Third Duke!" Someone was amazed.

"I heard that this former dynasty Taishi had many disciples, but he had returned to his hometown for retirement ten years ago. For some reason, he suddenly returned here?"

The people's comments were heard, and Liu Zhao was sitting in the carriage, so I couldn't hear them.

Liu Zhao, who is seventy years old, is healthy but is not strong enough. Sitting in the carriage, the bumpy journey still makes him tired.

"Tai Shi, you have arrived in the imperial city."

The voice of the attendant came from outside, and Liu Zhao exhaled a breath of turbid air. The Grand Master was in the third king and could only take a bus to the imperial city. Then there was no one below who could take a bus.

"Help me down."

"promise."

I could get off the carriage, and only heard a sudden sound of horse hooves coming from the direction of the ecliptic. When I turned around, I saw that three hundred cavalrymen were stormy like storms.

Liu Zhao's expression changed suddenly. In the imperial city, who was so bold that he led his cavalry to rush around.

"Liu Zhao, that's His Highness the King of Wu." The attendant didn't know that an official came over at the gate of the imperial city, and an official whispered.

"Are you?" Liu Zhao recalled the official in front of him and never saw him.

"Master, you don't know the officials, but you are your subordinate. You have seen the officials from afar a few days ago." The official said respectfully.

Then some officials gathered over after discovering Liu Zhao.

"Senior brother, do you know this person?" The two of them looked at him not far away. It was Zhou Ji and Xungu.

Zhou Ji shook his head, looked over, and said calmly: "I don't know directly, I'm not an official at the moment, but he came here. He probably was an old minister who was idle at home. Looking at the angry look, he must be a noble person. According to the information, there were several old ministers, including three of them. This is one of them!"

Last day, several old ministers returned home to support their elderly care, but their official positions were still there.

Xungu frowned: "When I come back here, I am afraid I am here to support the emperor? With this person's prestige, will this person cause trouble to the King of Wu in the palace?"

"The power of fate is like a sea. Once the situation is achieved, there is no resistance. No matter how expensive the fate is, it is good to be able to save it by yourself."

"This person has a very noble fate, with purple aura on his face, but so what? He goes against the trend, his noble aura has been wiped out, and his death aura has emerged. Going to the palace will not pose a threat to the King of Wu, but I am afraid it will be a death remark." Zhou Ji smiled faintly, as if he had lost something: "This is the last vitality of Da Yan. If he dies, Da Yan's luck will be over."

Just now, the old man came in with a calm expression and a light of spirit above his head soared into the sky. This is not a practice, but a loyal, strong and upright spirit that can avoid ghosts and gods.

When the king dies, there will always be someone who will die in the end, that's it.

Xungu knew that the senior brother was much better than himself in his face. He felt much more relieved after Zhou Ji said this.

In the near future, all officials arrived in front of the Imperial City.

They didn't dare to enter first until two carriages arrived from afar and breathed a sigh of relief.

These two carriages came to the palace gate almost side by side. The young man who came down from above was undoubtedly the emperor of the dynasty. The next carriage was Wei Yue, who had just rode a horse into the city. He was wearing royal clothes surrounded by the palace servants!

Among the officials, Liu Zhao's eyes turned dark and was supported by the people next to him.

If he had known that Wei Yue had become the King of Wu, but seeing him walking side by side with the emperor would still make the old minister tremble with anger.

It was not that there were a few new faces in the ranks of officials. Wei Yue ignored it at all and advanced with his head held high. The guards with a long sword hanging from his back followed him and followed Wei Yue directly into the hall.

The little emperor who came with him was forced to fall behind by the other party's aura.

This is simply unforgivable!

The king and his ministers went up to the hall stairs, the officials walked into the hall, and the eunuchs left the line and shouted loudly: "The emperor took his seat, the king of Wu took his seat, and all officials became polite!"

After saying that, most of the officials knelt down and saluted, but a few people in the hall stood up and did not kneel, so they were highlighted.

"Bold! Who are you waiting for? How dare you not kneel down?" the eunuch asked.

Liu Zhao sneered: "I have only heard of kneeling on the sky, kneeling on the ground, kneeling on the king of the father, kneeling on the mother, when will the king of Wu come out? Which family is he from?"

"It's Liu Zhao!"

"This is not the old teacher, is he here?"

At this time, the hall was filled with cigarettes, solemn and solemn, and Liu Zhao's questioning echoed constantly in the hall.

After hearing this, Wei Yue looked at the people below with bright purple eyes and slowly spoke: "If you say this, are you not convinced by your own will?"

After being questioned gently, the ministers below were shocked and their bodies shrank.

When Liu Zhao saw this, he was furious and shouted to his ministers with a harsh voice: "We have been kind to the Emperor of Dayan. Dayan has been raising scholars for two hundred years, but it was the time to die. Kong said Chengren, Meng said he was righteous. Now he is in the hall and secretly held the throne. Do you feel ashamed!"

After saying that, he pointed at him and scolded: "What are you? You deserve to be called King of Wu? Back then, he was just a humble villain. He accidentally got the favor of me and the emperor of the Great Yan, so he had the current situation. However, he did not want to repay the court, deceived the holy hearing, steal the throne, and even more so that he would do such a big rebellious thing, depending on how long you can!"

With this drink, Haoran's righteous energy rushed out suddenly, and its energy filled the entire palace and penetrated directly into the sky!

All the ministers were ashamed of being drunk, but most of them dared not move.

Several ministers had not yet lost their conscience and were infected by this fierce aura. They hesitated for a moment and stood up. However, they did not realize that Wei Yue was wearing a royal robe and was in a seat. He looked down from the hall and smiled slightly.

The strong and straightforward Haoran rushed towards Wei Yue, but with a "boom", it sounded like a strike on the mountain.

He claimed to be the queen, and Wei Yue felt that his fortune was used by himself and his luck was condensed. This righteous spirit could not break his luck, but he could not break his luck. If his luck was not broken, he would naturally be fearless and guiltless.

Wei Yue also grew up reading the Book of Loyalty and Martyrdom. In history, those powerful ministers and ruthless people were scolded by loyal people, such as Zhang Hui of the previous dynasty.

I thought to myself: "Can you be worthy of your guilt?"

But now this scene fell on me, I suddenly realized that my mind was as calm as water when I was pointed out.

After Liu Zhao scolded and scolded him, the hall was quiet.

"The Grand Tutor Liu Zhao is indeed a loyal minister of Dayan,"

With a "bang", the nails were bounced. Wei Yue looked down at Liu Zhao in front of his feet and said lightly.

"you--"

Without waiting for Liu Zhao to say anything, Wei Yue ordered: "Come on, take it down, and all the sticks will be killed!"

As soon as these words came, Man Tang was shocked. He didn't expect that Wei Yue would beat all these loyal ministers to death in front of such righteousness!

Hearing the order, a group of guards rushed into the hall immediately and were about to drag a few people out.

"Wei Yue, how can I kill you? You can't take a stick!" Liu Zhao shouted angrily, and after saying that, Pi Dan cried loudly, cried a few steps, "Dong Dong" cried: "Last Emperor, I'm ashamed!"

After saying that, the old man suddenly rushed towards a pillar. He heard a "pop" sound, and the golden pillar was shocked, and the man fell to the ground with a bang.

When the eunuch guard looked, Liu Zhao was already bleeding from the face, breathing slightly, and was killed in front of the pillar.

The ministers were shocked by the intense and tragic scene. The emperor opened his mouth slightly and stared at the bottom, and wanted to stand up. At this time, an eunuch pressed his hand and his blood suddenly became cold.

"Mr. Liu, it's a loyal minister!" Wei Yue stood there, his expression still. Looking at the scene, he looked at several ministers standing regretfully: "But you don't have to worry, I will ask you to die together and have a grand funeral."

With a wave of his hand, the soldiers below woke up and grabbed the ministers standing there, and no longer allowed them to struggle. They pulled them out and killed them on the spot.

"Wei Yue, you must die a bad death!"

"Wei Yue, you are ambitions, aren't you afraid of God's punishment?"

"Wei Yue..."

The shouts gradually faded away. After a moment, screams came from outside, gradually weakening, and finally quiet.

Wei Yue returned to the throne, sat down, and looked at the ministers below.

I saw that these ministers in the palace looked at their noses and asked their noses, and they didn't dare to let out a breath.

"I have reported to the King of Wu that I have submitted a copy." At this time, the Minister of Rites came out and reported the copy to the King of Wu if he did not respond to the emperor.

The emperor's face turned pale and secretly glanced at the King of Wu. Seeing that he had not made any statement, he had to lower his eyes and say nothing.

"Tell me." After a moment, Wei Yue spoke.

The Minister of Rites knew that he had bet right and won the satisfaction of the superiors, so he continued: "Yesterday, the Censor Zou Rong had private contact with several scholars and drank in the VIP Building in the city. During this period, he cursed the court and left a poem on the wall of the second floor of the VIP Building, pointing directly to the King of Wu. It has caused certain circulating in the market, and the consequences are extremely bad. This is the shame of the court. Please punish this person more frequently to serve as a warning to others."

"What happened?" Wei Yue sneered, looked coldly at the young emperor sitting on it, and said, "Zou Rongke is in the hall?"

No one answered.

"King of Wu, this son has asked for leave. He has not attended court for the past two days, nor has he gone to the office." said the Minister of Rites.

"You bring someone to investigate whether this matter is true. If the matter in the restaurant is true, you don't have to come back to report the orphans and kill the whole family!" Wei Yue said to the standing guard, his tone very plain.

"No!" The guard stepped out of the line and left the palace gate with his armored soldiers, which immediately made the ministers even silent.

At this time, the sounds outside were cut off. Wei Yue was in the throne and said leisurely: "Whether it was hit or killed by a stick, they were all loyal ministers in Dayan. All the ministers discussed a posthumous title to show praise!"

As soon as these words were finished, the hall immediately calmed down. This kind of oppressive aura seemed to press the heart to sink straight to the bottom of the sea.

Since ancient times, many powerful ministers have killed loyal and fierce officials, but Wei Yue is so fearless, calm and demeanorful.

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Chapter completed!