The Path Toward Heaven

Prime Minister Cen came to the gate of the hall, letting the wind blow his white hair, looking at Ying Tianmen and screaming, "Can the Zhongzhou faction serve the crowd!"

Seeing that it was the prime minister who stood out first, everyone was a little surprised. Although Yi Mao Zhai has maintained neutrality in recent years, it is an ally with the Zhongzhou faction after all.

As this loud and loud word sounded, an extremely strong wind sounded in the sky, and a shadow appeared in the sky to the east. A bitter boat of Maozhai fell from an altitude at an unimaginable speed, and then stopped steadily The upper side of the imperial city.

If the cloud boat sent by Zhongzhou wants to break into the imperial city, it must meet the suffering boat of Yi Mao Zhai.

There were many scholars standing on the boat, with a solemn expression.

Bai Zhenren's expression remained unchanged, and Bu Qiuxiao, who looked at the boat's head, said: "Bu Zhai Lord was forced to retreat by Qingshan Sect by a villain, but it's okay. Is it still necessary to protect the son of the demon fox now?"

Bu Qiuxiao said: "At that time, two Qingshan disciples said a word to Yun'er, which was called educated and classless. I thought about these four words carefully, and I think it makes sense."

Behind him, Xi Yiyun was calm and speechless, Liu Shisui was a little curious, and thought that such a nice word must have been said by the son, who was Gu Qing and who told the story?

If Zhuo Rusui is present at this time, he must shout loudly, "I am me."

Bai Zhenren said: "The previous prime minister said that my Zhongzhou faction could not convince the crowd, and I was also curious that Bu Zhai was willing to honor the son of the demon fox. Do all the gentlemen in Zhai agree?"

Listening to this sentence, the expressions of Xi Yiyun and Liu Shisui changed slightly, and more than ten middle-aged scholars on the Ku Zhou frowned slightly.

Obviously, Yimaozhai had different views on this matter, but was forced to suppress it by Bu Qiuxiao.

If Bu Qiuxiao is going to the party for Jing Yao and Zhongzhou, the crack will probably get deeper and deeper, or even happen on the spot.

Bu Qiuxiao has already made a decision. He looked at Bai Zhenren and said, "It doesn't matter what the emperor succeeds to the throne, but I can't watch your Zhongzhou faction act like this. Have real people ever thought about it, once you start a war with Qingshan Sect ! "

This is the concept of Yi Mao Zhai for ten thousand years.

Bai Zhenren seemed to have reached Yimaozhai's request long ago and said, "I promise you that everything that happened today is only in Chaoge City."

"No!" Bu Qiuxiao said flatly, and his voice was as crisp and powerful as Shi Yan's percussion. "The people in Chaoge City have no time to withdraw, and too many people will die."

Looking at the direction of the city wall, Bai Zhenren was silent for a while, and suddenly said with a smile: "Okay, I promise you, it's in the Imperial City."

Bu Qiuxiao did not expect that the Zhongzhou faction would actually agree to his request, but he was a bit helpless when he was puzzled.

The power of the Imperial City is clear to the major factions, because it was originally built by the factions with the strongest magic weapon and power.No matter how powerful the Zhongzhou faction is, it will take a lot of resources and even human lives to break the imperial city array. When the time comes to face the power of the court and the Qingshan Sect ... Where does Bai Zhenren come from?

Bai Zhenren used the promise that no one could have imagined, in exchange for the temporary neutrality of Yi Mao Zhai, Cen Prime Minister and many civil officials can only be silent again.

Silence, silence.

It's really ridiculous.

The emperor smiled, extended his right finger to Yingtianmen in the distance, and said, "Please."

This is to invite Bai Zhenren to fight.

Bai Zhenren didn't mean to fight, calmly said: "My party always respects His Majesty. His Majesty has worked hard for more than three hundred years. Why is it so hard on the last day."

The emperor was silent for a while, and said, "It seems reasonable."

After saying this, he left the hall and entered the side hall.

Hu Guifei and Jing Yao greeted each other.

Two cups of tea.

The Emperor Shen and Hu Guifei were relatively speechless, casually talking about the past and the future, just like every night.

How they met, how they fell in love, how they separated, and how they reunited in the end.

Jing Yao stood aside, somewhat helpless, feeling that he should leave, but reluctant to leave.

There is a quiet room deep in the side hall, Jing Jiu sat by the window, looking at the lackluster flowers and trees in the harem, holding a cup of tea in his hand, without taking a sip.

A Piao and Ping Yongjia stood at the door, secretly listening to the conversation between the Emperor Shen and Hu Guifei, listening very carefully.

I don't know how long it has passed. A Piao turned back and looked at Ping Yongjia, puzzled and said: "It's all love and love, and parents are short. What kind of emperor's technique is this?"

Ping Yongjia was very innocent and said, "You ask me, should I ask Master to go?"

A Piao nodded vigorously and said, "That's what it means."

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Naturally, Ping Yongjia couldn't really ask Jing Jiu, even if he was a little straightforward before, after all, he wasn't an idiot. Knowing that Master is in a bad mood today, what should he do to touch that mold?

The reason for Jing Jiu's bad mood is also clear to him and A Piao. In fact, now the entire Chaoge City and the entire Chaotian Continent must know that reason.

The sunset had fallen into the far west of the West Sea, the night occupied the sky, and the stars were covered by the black clouds a lot, looking a bit scary.

The crossbow on the wall was aimed at the night sky, and I wondered if I wanted to shoot the stars down or what to do.

The DPRK has ended for a long time, but the ministers have not left, because this may be the last night of your majesty, or it may be because many people are no longer in the mansion, what to eat and drink?

The evacuation of civilians in Chaoge City continued, and the streets were full of loud noises. As for the poor people who were trampled to death, they were temporarily ignored.

More than ten cloud ships hovered silently in the starlight, waiting for quietly without any intention of attack.

The whole world is waiting, but in the process of waiting, something happened.

In the seemingly silent deep house compound, some figures appeared gradually, and I wondered whether it was night or conspiracy to wake up.

Two people appeared in the mansion where the ritual was still in the book.

Red teenager and Tsing Yi girl.

"The things in Shangshufu are not bad, even at this time, the pastries are all made on the same day."

Yinsan held two plates of exquisite snacks on the table and motioned Qinger to taste two.

Qinger was interested in eating at this time. Looking at the huge shadows in the starry sky, his eyes were full of worry.

In the forbidden formation under the city wall, Gu Pan and the deputy commander of the Qingtian Division and the courtesan of the ritual department had stood for five hours.

The officials in charge of maintaining the operation of the embargoed group couldn't help but look at the stone bench after a while, always feeling that the atmosphere there was even more tense than in the palace.

Time slowly ran away, and the starlight in the night sky became more and more intense. Until a certain moment, the collective light suddenly appeared, making Chaoge City seem to come to the day.

Along with these morning lights, there are the bells in the deep palace.

"Your Majesty is gone."

The deputy commander of the Qingtian Division caused the chapped lips to move slightly and was shocked.

The courtesan of the Libe paled and murmured, "The people in the Chaoge City are also withdrawn."

Gu Pan said with a blank expression: "Your Majesty stayed until everyone withdrew before leaving."

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The morning light gradually receded, and the world returned to the night.

There was a cry in the palace.

Everyone knelt down in the ground and wept bitterly in front of the temple.

Even the officials from the Zhongzhou faction are so sincere at this moment.

The three hundred years of the reign of His Majesty the God Emperor is the most peaceful three hundred years in the countless years of Chaotian Continent.

This quiet and beautiful time is his gift to this world.

A good warrior has no name, and is talking about people like him.

In Shangshufu, Yin San took a Tsing Yi from somewhere and changed the red one.

Qinger sarcastically said, "It's really fake."

Yin San said: "He is a good emperor, much stronger than his father and uncle."

Zhongzhou sent the cloud boat in the sky back slightly.

The cloud on Yingtianmen spread more, Bai Zhenren bowed his head slightly.

Yi Mao Zhai scholars on the bitter ship collectively mourned.

Hu Guifei collapsed, looking at the scattered light, her eyes full of sorrow and despair, and even a little scattered, about to faint.

Jing Yao knelt beside her, holding her hand tightly, her face full of tears and worry.

A Piao and Ping Yongjia looked at this scene and gave birth to a lot of sympathy.

Jing Jiu by the window didn't look back.

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"Your Majesty, please ascend the throne!"

There was a slightly trembling but loud voice in the hall.

Hearing this sentence, Hu Guifei's body shook a little, but awakened arduously but firmly, pushed her son's hand away, stared at his eyes and said, "Cry again at night!"

Jing Yao wiped away the tears from his face, and with a cry, he stood up and walked towards the main hall.

From the partial hall to the main hall, but a distance of tens of feet, when he appeared in front of the generals of the Jing Dynasty dynasty, his emotions were calm, with a determined look on his face, but his eyes were still so red.

Looking at Prince Jing Yao walking towards the royal chair, the ministers' emotions were very complicated.Regardless of support or opposition, people have to admit that the prince was doing well at this time, but people also know that he can't sit on that chair so smoothly.

Should be heaven.

Bai Zhenren looked at the palace group and said calmly, "Kaizhen."

More than ten Zhongzhou-style cloud ships slowly moved towards the imperial city, the starlight was blocked from time to time, and the shadows would devour the palace group.

The crossbow on the city wall remained restrained and did not fire, possibly because it had not received an order.

A buzzing sound was heard, and a pale cyan aperture appeared in the night sky, at least twenty miles away, covering the entire palace.

This is the imperial city array built by the various denominations in Chaoge City, which can not be seen on weekdays. At this time, it is reflecting the starlight and the clouds, looking like a smooth big bubble.

Of course, the Imperial City Formation cannot burst like a bubble. Except for Yunmeng Formation and Qingshan Formation, this is the strongest defense formation of Chaotian Continent.

Are the Zhongzhou factions ready to use the cloud ship to forcibly attack?

At this moment, something extremely unexpected happened suddenly.

The color of the iris is gradually fading, gradually thinning in people's perception!

Countless lines of sight fell on those cloud boats, shocked and speechless, it turned out that Chaoge City had always been under the control of the Zhongzhou faction!

No wonder Bai Zhenren so quietly agreed to Bu Qiuxiao's request.

When everyone thought that even if the imperial city had collapsed, the man in front of the imperial palace window finally spoke.

Jing Jiu said two words: "Do it yourself."

At the same time, in the mansion of Lishu Shangshu, Yin San looked at the clouds in the starry sky and said two words: "killed."