Chapter 862 You Are All Rebels

Chapter 863 You are all rebels (3 more)

Qiu He shouted, many elders of Tianwu Academy no longer dared to have any opinions, and chose to shut up.

His voice was still echoing in the sanctuary, when he heard a snap—

Snapped!

Li Yunzheng, who was sitting beside Lu Zhou, suddenly slapped the handle of the chair and said angrily, "Bold!"

The elders of Tianwu Academy jumped in fright and looked at Li Yunzheng.

Everyone, including Yunshan, also finds it strange...

Which one did the little emperor sing again?

Li Yunzheng didn't speak, his face was majestic.

When the pain in the palm completely disappeared, he said aggressively: "Who decided to rebel?"

Qiu He was taken aback.

He hurriedly bowed his body and said, "Your Majesty, this matter really has nothing to do with the Tianwu Academy. The Jiuzhong Palace often opposes the imperial court. I heard that the Jiuzhong Palace and Qianliu Guanxuan were trying to rebel against each other, so I sent General Zhengbei to the Jiuzhong Palace to investigate the matter. Later, General Chen died. The Duke of Fuguo reported the matter, and ordered the Tianwu Academy to investigate. President Yu was ordered to arrest Sikong Palace Master, which led to today's results. Tianwu Academy only acted on orders."

Although Li Yunzheng has no real power, he is not a fool. He snorted softly: "The Duke of Fuguo is reporting this, I, why didn't you see it? Also, Dean Yu was ordered to arrest Hall Master Sikong. Whose order did he take?"

"This……"

Qiu He was at a loss for words. The affairs in the palace have always been complicated, and many words cannot be said nonsense, even if he knows some inside stories.

Li Yunzheng turned to look at Lu Zhou, but unexpectedly Lu Zhou turned his palm upwards, meaning to let him continue.

With the support of the master, Li Yunzheng has a lot of confidence.

"That's strange...As the ruler of a country, I don't know such an important thing? Also, since Sikong Beichen is a repeat offender, shouldn't he be handed over to Dali Temple for trial and detention? Why is it in your Tianwu Academy?"

Everyone knew that Li Yunzheng was asking the question knowingly.

But we all know that the little emperor is exerting power.

"Qiu He,

You explain to me, who is this Datang Jiangshan? Who is in charge? "

puff.

Qiu He knelt down and said, "Of course it belongs to His Majesty! There is no king in the world, and His Majesty can naturally call the shots!"

"Then I think you are all rebels!"

"Chen, be convicted! I beg your Majesty to forgive your sin."

The elders of other Tianwu deans knelt down with them.

This thief's hat is really not light when it is buckled on his head.

It's a pity that Li Yunzheng has no real power after all. These elders are all old foxes.

Seeing the tricky Nie Qingyun, he suddenly said:

"Since you are convicted, why don't you quickly apologize to you with death?"

Qiu He was stunned.

Yunshan and Jiuzhong Hall have always had a grudge, and they have not been resolved for many years. Nie Qingyun and Sikong Beichen are also incompatible. Today, why did Nie Qingyun speak to the Nine Layers Hall?

Tianwu Academy was speechless.

At this moment, several disciples of Tianwu Academy carried Sikong Beichen into the hall.

Yao Qingquan and Zhao Jianghe didn't follow this time. After being injured, they spent two days in Yunshan, and then they were sent back to Jiuzhong Hall to recuperate. How would they feel if they saw Sikong Beichen's appearance.

Nie Qingyun hurried forward, caught Sikong Beichen, checked him a little, and knew that his situation was not optimistic.

After all, this is Tianwu Academy, Yu Chenshu's territory, and there are only many ways to torture prisoners. Even Shiba couldn't stand it.

After checking, Nie Qingyun shook his head.

"The Eight Extraordinary Meridians are blocked, and the Dantian Qi Sea is blocked by a special force... Internal injuries are more serious."

Snapped!

Li Yunzheng patted the handle of the chair again and cursed: "Okay Qiu He, what is the crime of abusing lynching?"

Qiu He kowtowed and said:

"Your Majesty, you are wronged! Sikong Beichen and the dean were injured in the battle, so there was no lynching!"

The other elders did not dare to interrupt.

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

Some of the scars on Sikong Beichen's body were new and some were old.

Qiu He was stunned for a while, then looked at Sikong Beichen with a confused expression.

I don't know which bastard it was, but he beat up Sikong Beichen in private.

At this time, Lu Zhou said indifferently: "Retreat."

Li Yunzheng stepped aside and returned to his seat.

Lu Zhou pushed his palm towards Sikong Beichen, and a lot of blue lotuses floated out of his palm.

The elders of the Tianwu Academy looked at Lan Lian in disbelief... They knew Jin Lian and Hei Lian, but… what happened to this sudden blue Lian?

The powerful vitality of the blue lotus in full bloom fell on Sikong Beichen.

The healing supernatural power greatly nourished Sikong Beichen, the purple bumps on his face gradually subsided, and the decadent look was also reduced a lot. Sikong Beichen slowly opened his eyes.

With Nie Qingyun's help, Sikong Beichen raised his head, his messy white hair made him look extremely embarrassed.

The first person Sikong Beichen saw was Lu Zhou...

He showed an expected smile and said, "Lu... Brother Lu."

Lu Zhou said blankly, "Who hurt you?"

Sikong Beichen looked around and saw that Yunshan disciple, Qianliuguan, and Motian Pavilion were all there, and he knew that he was saved.

"can not see clearly."

"Underground, it's too dark."

"However, Yu Chenshu ... count as one."

He took three breaths before finishing his sentence.

Lu Zhou nodded: "Help him sit down."

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

Lu Zhou looked at Qiu He and the others and said, "You said, how should this account be calculated?"

They were so dumbfounded that they couldn't be more dumbfounded.

Yu Chenshu is already dead and his life is gone, is this not enough?

"I really don't know who beat up Sikong Beichen. In that underground prison, usually only the dean and his followers can enter. Others don't have this right!" The more Qiu He said, the more excited he became.

Just then, a loud voice came from outside——

"The public servant of the country is here."

A middle-aged man dressed in an official uniform and a brocade hat with his hands behind his back walked in slowly.

He has a broad face, steady steps, and a majestic and majestic walk. Followed by four guards with swords, they entered the temple of worship.

Entering the temple of worship, Fuguo Gong Cui An stopped in his footsteps.

His gaze swept over everyone in the hall like a falcon, from the kneeling Qiu He and the elders, to the Yunshan crowd standing on the right, and finally to the indifferent Lu Zhou, and the decadent Wang Shizhong, and fell on the little emperor Li Yunzheng. body.

"My minister, see Your Majesty," said Fu Guo Gong Gong Cui An.

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

"Your Majesty, there are many rebels and it is not very safe. Please move back to the palace."

Cui An could not be suppressed by those petty officials. When he spoke, he spoke with a sonorous force, no doubt, and he waved his sleeves without giving the emperor a chance to argue.

The four behind him walked towards Li Yunzheng.

Wang Shizhong secretly let out a bad cry and took a few steps back.

Li Yunzheng frowned, his chest was suddenly heavy, and he couldn't breathe.

Scenes like this have happened many times. If Li Yunzheng is usually in the palace, Li Yunzheng doesn't care about it, so he just swallows it up. Today is different from the past, and he has seen hope. And this so-called minister of the auxiliary country, if he wants to kill his hope with his own hands, how can he not feel uncomfortable?

"Master." Li Yunzheng showed a pleading look to Lu Zhou.

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

The two understand.

When the four people just came to the front.

Two sword gangs, two sword gangs slid across the four people's necks with lightning speed.

puff, puff...

The four people's eyes widened, and they fell down without even having a chance to resist.

The blood gushed out along the neck, and penetrated into the brown wood floor of the sanctuary, spreading in a meandering shape.

Fuguo Gong Cui An frowned.