Fan Guangyi's martial arts, it's understandable that no one cares about it, what about Yu Qian?

Xu Youzhen was puzzled for a moment. Looking at the three people who had been pressed to the ground and were suddenly feeling that she had found the answer.

Yu Qian ended Ding You and returned to Beijing, but after all, he had not yet recovered and was still wearing a commoner. The ministers may feel that it was not right for him. Although there were some unfair people and some people who secretly argued, no one really stood up for him.

That's good, haha, Xu Youzhen secretly thanked that as long as these three thorns are settled, he will not be able to suppress the ministers in the palace if he doesn't believe it.

In this way, the crackling sound of beating boards in the hall and the scolding of the three of them were constantly heard.

But gradually, Yiming's voice weakened first.

But seeing that his voice as loud as a bell just now no longer, black blood gradually oozing out of his mouth and nose, his breath became weaker and weaker, and his lips moved. It was estimated that only he could hear those words of swearing.

But the board hitting him was still merciless and saw that there was no way out.

Judging from this sign, Yu Qian and Fan Guang, who were sceptered by the court, couldn't stand it for long, and they still had the word "death". In a moment, all three important officials died under the court's staff.

Seeing that most of the officials in the hall were in a dilemma and wanted to plead for Yu Qian, but didn't know what to do, Xu Youzhen spoke sinisterly:

"How? Everyone! If you don't bow to the new king quickly, maybe your Majesty will be soft-hearted and will be forgiven for the whole world."

This killing stick can not only shock the dissatisfaction, but also use the lives of Yu Qian and others to coerce the ministers and force them to recognize the legitimacy of Zhu Qizhen's re-exalted throne.

As for Yu Qian and Fan Guang, you can spare their lives first in the hall. After passing the limelight, you can just ask for reprimand.

Not to mention, there are really people who have taken this trick. Several officials who have never bowed their heads and stood up and walked towards the imperial steps hesitantly.

On the imperial stairs, Xu Youzhen, Jiang An, and Zhu Qizhen breathed a sigh of relief. As long as someone takes the lead, there will be followers. As long as most people in the hall perform a kneeling ceremony, the overall situation will be decided.

Even if there are still a few people who are not convinced, it will be useless.

"Slowly!" Suddenly a voice came in from outside Fengtian Hall, "I am not dead, and I have not issued an edict to pass the throne. Where did the so-called new king come from?"

"His Majesty!"

Yu Qian and Fan Guang, who were sceptered by the court, and many ministers in the hall shouted out in surprise.

Emperor Jingtai?

Xu Youzhen was surprised first and then happy, but looked for him but couldn't get it. Instead, he came to him.

OK! As long as you take him down, there will be no more troubles.

But soon, Xu Youzhen knew that he had a wrong idea. Emperor Jingtai did not come from the trap, but came to kill them.

As soon as the outside of the hall finished speaking, a large group of people rushed in first. They were all defending soldiers and were not easy to mess with at first sight. Yang Shan stayed in Fengtian Hall as the soldiers in the regiment and camp who were used as warriors in front of the hall, including a few people who were carrying the court sticks, and they were taken away without any reaction and were tied up to the ground.

Then, Emperor Jingtai, who was pale-faced, sat in a sedan chair and entered the hall.

It is said to be a sedan chair, but it is really a sedan chair. There is a seat between the two long poles, and there is not even a mask. Two powerful men, one in front and one behind, easily carried the sedan chair on their shoulders.

"Your Majesty! You're fine, that's great."

Yu Qian and Fan Guang, who were seriously injured and could not move on the ground, reacted first and shouted in surprise.

"It turns out that it's Yu Qing, Ding You is over? Fan Qing is here too. OK, very good. What's wrong with Yi Qing? Go and take a look."

Although Emperor Jingtai in the sedan chair was not as good as Zhu Qi Zhengao on the imperial throne, he showed his emperor's style in his calm words.

Jiang Anxian was timid in the three people on the imperial stairs, his whole body was shaking, his upper and lower teeth were shaking, and Zhu Qizhen was not much better, his face turned blue, and he held the handrail with both hands, trying his best not to make a fool of himself.

Only Xu Youzhen was still looking around, not knowing what was going on.

"No need to look at him, are you looking for him?"

Emperor Jingtai on the sedan chair sneered, waved his hand and a man tied up was pushed into the hall. It was Yang Shan who led the regiment camp last night this morning and participated in the accident.

Xu Youzhen's face suddenly disappeared. He knew that he was finished, but he was still unwilling to give up and shouted:

"Impossible, in just a short time, how can you gather so many people back from counterattack? It's impossible!"

"The people's hearts are not something you can see through. In times of crisis, there will be loyal and brave men who stand up for me and serve the people of the world." Emperor Jingtai looked at him disdainfully.

After saying that, with a wave of his hand, a team of powerful soldiers rushed straight to the imperial stairs.

With a "plop" sound, Zhu Qizhen, who was sitting on the imperial throne just now, had already kneeled on the ground:

"Give me your life, my brother, don't do my business! It's all their fault."

Speaking of this, Zhu Qizhen pointed at Xu Youzhen and others with his fingers, "I stayed in Nangong well. They broke through the palace wall and forced me to do such a traitor.

Brother, for the sake of your father and compatriots, you can spare my life. I can go back to Fengyang Ancestral Tomb and never stay in the capital again. If you are not at ease, you can also enclose me..."

The powerful soldiers who rushed to the imperial stairs tied up Xu Youzhen and Jiang An quickly, leaving Zhu Qizhen alone, waiting for Emperor Jingtai's destiny.

Emperor Jingtai sighed lightly and pinched the seal hall between his eyebrows with his hands, "Brother..."

"Bang!"

A loud bang trembled slightly by the entire Fengtian Palace, and a choking white smoke rose up, covering the imperial stairs.

"Protect the car!" Who knew who was among the officials, so they shouted first and rushed to the sedan chair.

Many people follow the example and want to show their loyalty and do what they do. For a moment, the surroundings of the sedan were extremely crowded.

Emperor Jingtai was also startled at first, but he quickly heard the sound from the sound and smiled slightly:

"Okay, I'm fine, I'll just scatter. Let's see what's wrong?"

After the ministers dispersed as they said, they were frightened by the situation on the imperial stairs.

But he saw a half-grown boy standing on the imperial stairs. Zhu Jianji, the son of Emperor Jingtai, had been named the crown prince. He thought that he had just been among the powerful soldiers who captured people. Although he was young, he was about the same size as others, so he was not recognized.

At this time, he was holding a strange object in his right hand. The object was not long, with a round tube with black holes, and a faint blue smoke was still coming from the mouth of the tube.

Zhu Qizhen, not far from him, was already lying on the ground, and blood was constantly leaking from under him and flowing down the steps.

"District...Your Highness!" someone stuttered and whispered.
Chapter completed!