Chapter 238 The wind blows six years ago (5)

Style: Historical Author: Scholar Who Walks the NightWords: 1371Update Time: 24/01/11 17:26:53
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Zhongshu Ling Liu Zhe's eyes were cloudy but his eyes were restrained, his gray beard trembled, and he let out a long sigh.

Although he has always been very accurate in judging people and knew that King Xiaoyao was different from what he looked like, he never expected that King Xiaoyao would actually do so many things that undermined Daxia in recent years.

He also felt a sense of relief and regret. He was pleased that Daxia now has talents like Zhao Wujiang. It was a pity that Zhao Wujiang was born too late. It was also a pity that none of his descendants could match Zhao Wujiang in terms of agility and transparency.

After Dugu Yihe held his back with one hand, he knew much better than Liu Zhe about what Xuanyuan Yuheng did, but he didn't expect there to be so much.

He felt deep emotions in his heart. Zhao Wujiang did not discuss this matter with him, but he did not feel dissatisfied or concerned at all, but sighed.

Sighing for Zhao Wujiang's boldness and arrogant spirit.

If Zhao Wujiang discussed this matter with him and Liu Zhe, it would be easier, but Zhao Wujiang did not.

Because as soon as this incident comes out, purging the court will clear out many of Xuanyuan Yuheng's party members, and will also make many officials who care about Xuanyuan Yuheng restrain their minds.

This will be met with hostility from Xuanyuan Yuheng, who will be regarded as a thorn in the flesh, and he will try his best to eliminate it.

And Zhao Wujiang did not discuss with them, so he was using his own power to monopolize hatred, which was a kind of righteousness to protect others.

I don’t know if you are young and energetic, or if you are passionate about your family and country, but you have a lot of troubles in your heart... Dugu Yihe shook his head and sighed.

"Master of Dali Temple!" The empress glared majestically.

"Your Majesty, I'm here!" The Dali Temple minister stood out of the queue, with angry and respectful expressions on his face. Xuanyuan Yuheng's actions made him feel quite shameless.

"I order you to lead the Dali Temple to thoroughly investigate the matter of King Xiaoyao and find out the truth!"

"Old minister accepts the order!"

The Minister of Dali Temple said solemnly. He understood that the biggest reason why this matter was not handed over to the Ministry of Punishment and Jingzhao Yin Mansion, but only to Dali Temple, was that both the Minister of Punishment Ministry and Jingzhao Yin were kneeling in the middle of the court. They were both Xuanyuan Yuheng. of fans.

The empress flicked her dragon sleeves and said angrily:

"Retreat!"

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Today is not the end of time.

The wind from Wangzhou has reached Lingnan.

There are many mountains in Lingnan, including an unknown mountain range.

Xuanyuan Yuheng and the two elders from Nanjiang have arrived in Lingnan and are walking in the lush forest.

In the past two days, Xuanyuan Yuheng continued to receive bad news. For example, Jianghu was organizing a "Demon Killing Ceremony" to call on people in the Jianghu to kill him, a practitioner of the star-absorbing method.

For example, the Qianlong Sect and its members are being strangled one by one by people in the world.

These are nothing to Xuanyuan Yuheng. He has already devoured the life essence and cultivation of many powerful people. He only needs to refine them one by one, and then his cultivation will naturally increase by a large amount. Jie, the gangsters and so on, if they die, just die.

But just now, the person who inquired about the news came back with another piece of news.

His identity as the prince of the Daxia royal family was exposed. Now everyone in the world knows that he is called Xuanyuan Yuheng, and he is the well-known Xiaoyao King of Daxia.

But now, this reputation has become a mess, and everyone is calling for beatings.

He finally became furious, and in anger he kept shooting at his cultivation base, causing towering trees to fall down from time to time in the lush forest.

He worked hard for many years to build his character, but he didn't expect it to be destroyed in one day. He could endure being hunted down as a faceless man or even the leader of Qianlong Cult, but he couldn't stand being hunted down as King Xiaoyao.

To him, these are two completely different meanings.

"Who is it! Who is it!" Xuanyuan Yuheng roared again and again. Looking at Wangzhou and his party, he seemed to have stepped into a trap that had been designed long ago. He was first framed and took away the "Phaseless Prajna Sutra", and then his identity was revealed.

One thing happened after another, and he finally broke through:

"Who is it! Who are you!"

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"it's me."

Zhao Wujiang stood at the door of the imperial study. Since the morning of the morning, the empress had been hiding in the imperial study and had never returned to the Yangxin Hall. He naturally understood that the empress was evading the bet.

The empress' pretentiously majestic voice came from the room:

"I'm working on the memorial, don't bother me!"

"It doesn't matter, I'll wait for you." Zhao Wujiang smiled lightly.

...The Empress gritted her teeth and clenched her fists.

The bet that Zhao Wujiang devil whispered did not make her find it difficult to talk about it or to fulfill it.

She was just afraid, afraid that sometimes things would get to this point and she couldn't help herself.