Inside the Nuan Pavilion, a silent silence suddenly fell.

The answer given by Bai Hanzhang contains too many profound meanings.

With just a token of Yingyang Guard, are you going to commit Duke Liang's crime of secretly assassinating a court official, and even make Zhao Wulie, who was in charge of the guard, pay for it with his life?

Too difficult, too difficult!

Even the crown prince of Jing Dynasty, who has been in charge of the East Palace and has overseen the country for twenty years, cannot win it in one fell swoop.

There is no other reason. After all, the prince has not ascended the throne and has not completely controlled the six cabinet ministries.

Just like when a saint is in power, all he needs to do is give an order.

No matter how powerful the country is, the princes, princes, and generals are in charge of military power.

Without even the slightest resistance, he was immediately captured and ordered to die.

This is the reason why if the king wants his minister to die, he must die!

To be able to achieve this level, except for the martial arts and spiritual skills of the saint, is the best in the world.

It's enough to crush everything and overwhelm everyone except Gong Gong.

There is another extremely crucial point.

The saint is the common master of the world who is recognized by the dragon vein of the dynasty and the fate of humanity.

All the civil and military officials who returned to the Jing Dynasty were except for the great master who transcended the shackles of heaven and earth.

Or the person may have a unique destiny, be noble and heavy, and be able to withstand the pressure of the emperor.

Otherwise, I will face the leader of the dynasty alone who talks about the Constitution of Heaven and keeps his promises.

Your mind will inevitably be shaken and trembling, and you won't be able to feel any resistance.

But the prince did not ascend the supreme throne. All his power came from the saints.

Even though his luck is grand, he still lacks a bit of the majesty of the emperor.

It is impossible to make the master bow his head and the prince bow his head.

What's more, it's Yang Hong's fault.

The relationships involved are huge and the impact is deep. It is by no means as simple as it seems!

The three guard armies, Ying Yang, Wei Wu, and Leopard Tao, are all controlled by the adopted sons of the old Duke of Liang.

The disciples and former officials of the Ministry of War account for half of the country.

In addition, among the nobles of Huaixi, most of them followed Yang Hong's lead.

It can be said that one move affects the whole body.

"Kiuro, if you don't rush back home, I still have another problem to trouble you."

Bai Hanzhang smiled lightly and said softly:

"How about you go to the Duke of Liang's mansion later and declare an edict?"

Ji Yuan lowered his eyelids, raised his glass, took a sip, nodded and said:

"Your Highness is determined, and I must obey your orders."

He understood the meaning of Bai Hanzhang's words.

Those dead and wounded Cloud Eagle Tiqi were all brothers under his command.

There is also Qin Wugou who is traveling with him, and he is a Qianhu of Fusi in Beizhen.

He suffered internal injuries due to the assassination and has not fully recovered yet.

There must be an explanation for each of these things.

Otherwise, not only Beizhen Fusi would lose face, but Ji Yuan would also be stepped on, and others would inevitably make fun of him.

Therefore, Bai Hanzhang asked him to go to the Duke's Mansion of Liang Kingdom to announce the decree.

The purpose is to be proud and proud, and to regain the status quo.

Put yourself in the shoes of someone else and understand the connection.

I'm afraid that if I don't want to be so grateful to His Highness the Crown Prince, I'll commit myself to die in the service.

After all, how can ordinary sixth-grade officials and young talents have such a strong sacred scroll!

"Take my decree with you, but don't go too fast. Wait for Duke Liang's reply."

Bai Hanzhang sighed softly, tilted his head, and looked out the open window.

"I estimate that another decree should arrive in Jingzhou at this time."

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Jingzhou, Wulu County.

On the official road, one should take the lead.

The thunderous sound of horse hooves shook the surrounding areas and raised billowing smoke.

The escorts who guard the carriages and horses, the merchants who come and go in the past, and the soldiers who guard the city in armor.

After seeing them, they all moved out of the way.

Moreover, everyone stretched their necks, as if they had seen something extraordinary, and looked at the figure of the angry horse and dragon galloping.

To be more precise, they were surprised and horrified by the flag planted behind the postman.

Gold thread embroidery, five-clawed dragon!

"Edict from Tianjing Imperial City!"

"I haven't seen him for twenty years!"

"You're from the East Palace, right? The saints haven't been in court for many years!"

"The Duke of Guo went to Tianjing a while ago. It is said that he did not pass the city gate..."

"Be careful what you say! Don't dare to say nonsense..."

Everyone was talking a lot and making various speculations.

The East Palace issued an edict to enter Jingzhou, which was a major event that had not happened for a long time.

Tap tap! tap tap tap!

Wait until a quarter past noon, when the sun is at the zenith.

The middle-aged postman who rode a fast horse without stopping on the road turned over and went down to the door of Liang Guogong's residence.

His lips were chapped and he was panting heavily, as if he was so thirsty that his throat was on fire.

He half knelt on the ground, holding the wooden box in his hands, raising it above his head, and shouted:

"There is a decree from the East Palace!"

This sound was like thunder, startling countless eyes.

Under the fluctuation of Qi movement, there is a strange illusion that the situation is changing.

"Go and report the news quickly!"

The servants guarding the gate are brightly dressed and have sharp eyes. They are obviously all practitioners.

When they saw the dragon flag planted behind the postman, they naturally did not dare to neglect it.

Immediately send someone to run to the house and report to the housekeeper.

As for the pedestrians watching the excitement, they seemed to know how powerful the Duke's Mansion was, so they dispersed and stayed away.

Find a nearby teahouse and wine shop to discuss it as a source of conversation.

After a while, a middle-aged man wearing a satin robe and long black hair and beard quickly walked through the side door.

His eyes were piercing and his temples were bulging high, as if he was accomplished in martial arts.

I have confirmed the Kanhe fire sign at the inn and the big seal of the East Palace.

The man quickly bowed and respectfully took the square wooden box and a letter.

Then he ordered the servants who were kneeling outside the door to bring some water and food to the postmen.

Then, he walked towards the inner courtyard with a solemn expression.

As the saying goes, there are seven grades of officials in front of the prime minister.

The great housekeeper, who was given the surname "Yang" by the Duke of the country and whose only name is the word "loyalty", is not an ignorant and shallow person.

On the contrary, the people he greeted and sent to every day were either rich or noble.

For example, local high-ranking officials of the third and fourth grades, generals and commanders of the Ministry of War and Guards, and wealthy gentry and businessmen.

Coupled with the Yingliao set up in the mansion, reports from Daming Mansion and even other states outside are sent in all the time.
To be continued...