Emperor Xia’s voice was not loud, but it seemed as if the sun was suddenly covered with dark clouds, oppressing the world. Unlike the powerful true qi pressure of the warrior, it was a kind of depression that erupted from the depths of his soul. Standing in front of him, he couldn’t help but feel a little restrained.

The people from the Censorate calmed down and retreated aside. The old ministers in the court also shut up and retreated to the other side, looking at Emperor Xia.

It was as noisy as a downtown city just now. The group of people at the peak of power in the entire Xia Kingdom seemed to be scolding the streets, but at this moment, they were no longer making noise and silent.

Emperor Xia glanced at the court officials, and finally fixed his eyes on the Grand Tutor Yang Zhengming, and said in a deep voice: "Teacher Yang, what do you think?"

Yang Zhengming stood up slowly, remained silent for a while, and said, "The assassination of Lantian County has become a foregone conclusion, so naturally we can't just let it go. Otherwise, the power of our Great Xia Kingdom is not the only one. However, after all, it is related to the prince-consort of Yan State. You should not be reckless. You might as well be temporarily suppressed and wait until the Yan State sends envoys before making a decision!"

Yang Zhengming had finished speaking. Di Yun, the Minister of Justice, who had been alive, suddenly raised his head and glanced at him. He couldn't help but curled his lips and said softly: "Old thing, I really know how to change with the wind!"

Emperor Xia stared at Yang Zhengming for a while before slowly saying, "What Yang Taifu said is reasonable, so that's it for the time being." After pondering for a moment, Emperor Xia said seriously: "However, I have a saying that I hope that all the Qing family will remember that as a native of Daxia, people can grow old, but their bones cannot be ruined!"

After saying that, Emperor Xia shook his sleeves and left directly.

Looking at Emperor Xia's back, Yang Zhengming was silent for a long time, his eyes were vague, and after a while, he sighed slowly and slowly followed the courtiers out of the Golden Palace.

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After leaving the Golden Palace, all the officials walked out of the imperial city in groups. Just after passing a lotus pond, they happened to meet the young master Qi Hui who came out from the other side. The two of them had their eyes intertwined. Qi Hui snorted coldly and said, "Zhu Zi, I'm reading the books of sages in vain. His words are dirty, and he is humiliating the saint!"

Lu Youzun was stunned for a moment and bowed, "Mr. Qi is not afraid of the wind, and his tongue flashing. He just said that the officials insulted you in the palace. When he stood and said that I insulted the sages, did Lord Qi feel that he can already compete with the sages?"

The Censorate is an example of censors. They may not be as good as many officials when governing the court, but if they simply talk about argumentation, there is nothing they are afraid of in the whole world. Qi Hui and Lu Youzun quarrel are like an ordinary person challenging a great practitioner.

Qi Hui snorted coldly and left fiercely. At this moment, the Censor Yan Suzhen came over and patted Lu Youzhuan's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Why, are you a little confused? You have always been arguing in the court regardless of personal grudges, but Qi Hui is still here to cause trouble for you, so I can't figure it out."

Yan Su is really the chief censor, that is, the top leader of the Censorate. Many new censors like Lu Youzun will almost receive his guidance. Strictly speaking, many censors are half of his disciples, and Lu Youzun is a representative of the new younger generation of the Censorate, and has received a lot of guidance from him.

When Lu Youzun saw Yan Suzhen, he hurriedly held a tribute and said, "Master Yan, the lower official is indeed very confused, and I hope he can solve the doubts."

Yan Suzhen pointed to the front and said lightly: "Let's talk while walking."

"Please, Lord Yan!"

Yan Zhenqing walked slowly and said, "Your Majesty's last words just now were knocking on those old ministers, but it was just knocking. There was no way. Our Xia Dynasty court was powerless. The young people are now rushing around like headless flies, and our generation is suppressed by the generation of Taifu Yang and the others."

(ex)&/Along with the actions of the Western Mountain Imperial Guard, the news that Gu Qingci killed two destiny with one sword and seriously injured five great cultivators began to spread.

In the seventh prince’s mansion, Tang Moyi and Tang Yun were sitting opposite each other in the pavilion. After hearing the servant’s report of the news, Tang Moyi smiled slightly and said lightly: “Sister, what, my previous decision is right. Gu Qingci’s rise is already unstoppable, and we have already taken the lead. This time, the eldest brother and the sixth brother may not be able to sit still!”

Tang Yun felt a strange feeling in her heart. She slowly picked up a cup of tea, drank it all, and said, "Mo Yi, I did misjudgment. I misread it from beginning to end. You are really grown up now and are smarter than your sister. You are no longer the little brat who can only follow me and cry."

Tang Moyi smiled and touched his head, saying, "Sister Emperor, can we not mention that in the future? However, the Sister Emperor will always be the Sister Emperor. When you were a child, you protected Mo Yi. Now let Mo Yi protect you. I will not let anyone hurt you."

Tang Yun's face burst out with a smile and said, "Okay, you can protect your sister in the future." After pausing, Tang Yun suddenly asked, "But, Mo Yi, Gu Qingci are still unclear whether they are alive or dead now. You have sent so many people to find him..."

Before Tang Yun finished speaking, Tang Moyi suddenly slapped his forehead and said, "Oh, the emperor reminded me that no matter how many people I sent out, I can't be more sincere than if I went there in person. If the emperor is fine, I might as well go with me."

"Uh..." Tang Yun looked at Tang Moyi blankly, and suddenly realized that his younger brother seemed to have misunderstood his meaning, and said, "You want to go to Lantian County in person?"

"Yes," Tang Moyi said: "Gu Qingci is definitely not dead now, otherwise his father would not be so anxious to find Gu Qingci. Xishan has reacted too much. I must go there myself now. Thinking about it, the eldest brother and the sixth brother may have sent someone there too."

Tang Moyi guessed well. When the movement in the West Mountain came out, the eldest prince Tang Moqi and the sixth prince Tang Momin sent their confidants to Lantian County as soon as possible. In fact, their number of people were insignificant compared to the Western Mountain Imperial Guards and almost meaningless, but they all sent people, for nothing else, just a kind attitude. Tang Moyi could guess that Gu Qingci was not dead, so they could naturally guess.

However, there is never a shortage of smart people in this world. Everyone understands that adding icing on the cake is not as good as a timely help. Before, Gu Qingci was crowned as a county, countless people went to meet him, but most of them were rejected by Gu Qingci on the pretext of being ill. This time, they saw hope.

On this day, Lantian County was very lively, and countless people came, some were servants of officials in the court, some were disciples of martial arts sects, and some were children or servants of large families in Chang'an City, but almost everyone was looking for Gu Qingci with the same slogan!
Chapter completed!