Chapter 862

When Qiu he drank, many elders of tianwu academy no longer dared to have any opinions and chose to shut up.

His voice was still reverberating in the hall of rites, and he heard a sound -

PA!

Li Yunzheng, sitting on the side of Luzhou, suddenly slapped on the handle of the chair and angrily said, "be bold!"

The elders of tianwu Academy were shocked and looked at Li Yunzheng one after another.

Including Yunshan, people also feel strange

Which song did the little emperor sing?

Li Yunzheng did not speak, his face was dignified.

When the pain in the palm completely disappeared, he said angrily: "who set the anti thief?"

Qiu Heyi was stunned.

He quickly bowed over and said, "Your Majesty, this matter really has nothing to do with tianwu Academy. Jiuchong hall often contradicts the imperial court. Hearing that Jiuchong hall and qianliu temple are conspiring against each other, they send a general to investigate the matter. Then general Chen died. The Duke of the state of Fu reported the matter and ordered the tianwu academy to investigate. President Yu was ordered to arrest the head of Sikong hall, which led to the result today. Tianwu academy is only under orders. "

Although Li Yunzheng had no real power, he was not a fool. He hummed: "the Duke of the state of Fu played on this matter. How can I not see it? What's more, president Yu was ordered to arrest the master of Sikong temple. Who was ordered to do so? "

"This..."

Qiu He's words were blocked for a while. The affairs in the palace were always complicated. He could not say a lot of things casually, even if he knew some inside information.

Li Yunzheng looked sideways at Luzhou. Unexpectedly, Luzhou was facing up to his palm, meaning to let him continue.

With the support of Shigong, Li Yunzheng had a lot of confidence.

"That's strange As the king of a country, I don't know such an important thing? What's more, since Sikong Beichen is a felon, shouldn't he be handed over to Dali temple for trial and detention? Why in your tianwu academy? "

We all know that Li Yunzheng is asking questions clearly.

But we all know that the little emperor is in Shiwei.

"Qiu He, please explain to me who is the Datang River and mountain? Who is in charge? "

Poop.

Qiu he knelt down and said, "of course, it's your Majesty's! There is no royal land in the whole world. Your majesty can make decisions naturally! "

"I think you are all anti thieves!"

"Minister, know your sin! I beg your Majesty's pardon. " (Note: ordinary people from Datang can also submit to the emperor.)

The other elders of tianwu hall kneel down.

This anti thief's hat is not light indeed.

It's a pity that Li Yunzheng has no real power after all. All these elders are old foxes. At most, they will accompany you to perform a play, without losing anything.

Seeing that Nie Qingyun, who was insincere among them, suddenly said, "since you know your sin, don't you hurry to die to apologize?"

Qiu he was stunned.

Yunshan and Jiuchong hall have always had a feud, which has not been resolved for many years. Nie Qingyun and Sikong Beichen are also incompatible. Today, why did Nie Qingyun help Jiuchong hall?

Tianwu academy has nothing to say.

At this time, several disciples of tianwu academy carried Sikong Beichen into the hall.

Yao Qingquan and Zhao Jianghe didn't come this time. After being injured, they trained in Yunshan mountain for two days and were sent back to Jiuchong hall to recuperate. If they saw Sikong Beichen, how would they feel.

Nie Qingyun quickly steps forward and catches Sikong Beichen. After a little inspection, he is not optimistic.

After all, this is the tianwu academy and Yu Chenshu's territory. There are only a lot more ways to torture prisoners. Even ten leaves can't stand it.

After checking, Nie Qingyun shakes his head.

"The eight meridians are sealed, and the sea of Qi in the Dantian is blocked by a special force Internal injury, more serious. "

Bang!

Li Yunzheng clapped the handle of the chair again and scolded, "well, Qiu He, what crime should we have for abusing lynching?"

Qiu He kowtowed:

"Your Majesty, you are wronged! Sikong Beichen and the president were injured in the battle, without lynching

The other elders dare not interrupt.

"You think I'm a fool?" Li Yunzheng got up and came to Sikong Beichen's side and pointed to the scar on his body.

Some of the scars on Sikong Beichen are new, some are old.

Qiu He Leng Leng Leng, look to Si Kong North Chen, a face muddled force.

I don't know which bastard beat Sikong Beichen in private. It's very harmful!

At this time, Luzhou calmly said: "back down."

Li Yunzheng step aside and return to his seat.

Lu Zhou pushed his palm toward Sikong Beichen, and a lot of blue lotus came out of his palm.

The elders of tianwu academy look at Lan Lian in disbelief They know Jinlian and heilian, but What happened to the blue lotus that suddenly appeared?

The strong vitality of blue lotus in full bloom falls on Sikong Beichen.

The magic power of treatment greatly nourishes Sikong Beichen. The purple lump on his face gradually subsides, and his decadent look is also reduced a lot. Sikong Beichen slowly opened his eyes.With the help of Nie Qingyun, Sikong Beichen raises his head and his messy white hair makes him look extremely embarrassed.

The first person Sikong Beichen saw was Luzhou

With an unexpected smile, he said, "Lu Brother Lu. "

"Who hurt you?" Lu Zhou said without expression

Sikong Beichen looked around and saw that all the disciples of Yunshan mountain, qianliu temple and Mengtian Pavilion were there, and he knew that he was saved.

"I can't see clearly."

"Underground, it's too dark."

"However, Yu Chenshu One. "

He took three breaths to complete his speech.

Lu Zhou nodded his head: "help him sit down."

Nie Qingyun and Sikong Beichen came to the left and sat down steadily.

Lu Zhou looked at Qiu He and others and said, "you say, how should we calculate this account?"

They couldn't be fooled any more.

Yu Chenshu is dead and his life is gone. Isn't that enough?

"I really don't know who beat up Sikong Beichen. In that underground prison, usually only the president and his relatives can enter. Other people don't have this right! " Qiu Heyue said more excited.

Just then, a loud voice came from the outside --

"the Duke of Fu arrived."

A middle-aged man, dressed in official clothes and wearing a brocade hat, walked in slowly.

He had a broad face, a steady pace, a dignified walk, and an air of not being angry. Behind him followed by four Sabre guards, straight into the ritual temple.

After entering the hall of rites, Cui an, the Duke of the state, stopped.

His eyes flied over all the people in the hall, from Qiu He and the elder kneeling, to the people of Yunshan standing on the right, and finally to the indifferent Luzhou and the decadent Wang Shizhong, and landed on the little emperor li Yunzheng.

"Minister, see your majesty." Said Cui an, the Duke of Fu.

"What are you doing here?" Li Yunzheng said.

"Your Majesty, there are many anti thieves and it's not safe. Please drive back to the palace."

Speaking of, Cui Jingong's words can't be doubted, but they are not powerful enough for the emperor.

After that, the four people walked towards Li Yunzheng.

Wang Shizhong cried out in secret and stepped back several steps.

Li Yunzheng frowned tightly, and his chest suddenly weighed heavily and could not breathe.

Such scenes have happened many times. If he was in the Imperial Palace, Li Yunzheng would not care about it, and he would swallow his anger. Now, different from the past, he has seen hope. How could this so-called Minister of the auxiliary state not feel uncomfortable if he wanted to kill his hope with his own hands?

"Shigong." Li Yunzheng showed solicitude towards Luzhou.

Lu Zhou waved his sleeves towards Yu Zhenghai and Yu Shangrong.

They got to know each other.

When the four have just arrived.

Two swords and two swords ran across the neck of the four men with the speed of thunder.

Putong, Putong

With their eyes wide open, they even had no chance to resist, so they fell down.

Blood along the neck, gurgling out, into the hall of rites in the palm wood floor, winding spread.

Cui an, the Duke of Fu, frowned.