Quick Transmigration Xiaogong is not a dog

King Ning's words were like a stone falling into the lake, instantly stirring up thousands of waves.Good people of the world!The only person in this world who can be described as a "good people in the world" is the emperor!The ministers in the palace exploded in an instant, discussing in a hurry.

"Shut up, Benhou!" Pingnanhou Jiangxia stepped out of the generals and shouted violently.As soon as he finished speaking, several generals following him looked at each other and quickly moved towards the various exits of the hall.

Jiang Xia narrowed his eyes and looked at King Ning for a while, then looked at King Ning with a gloomy face: "King Ning, slandering the Holy Majesty is a serious crime that will cost you your head!"

"Then what is the crime of rebellion? Master Fu, come and tell Lord Jiang." The deep voice came from outside the hall, with a shocking momentum.

Everyone looked out of the hall one after another, and saw a tall man, wearing the black armor of the Imperial Guard Commander, leading several guards in armor, striding towards this side.And the Master Fu he was talking about was obviously Fu Jin, the Minister of Dali Temple who was following him and wearing a crimson third-rank official robe.

Before a few people approached, Zhao Lian exclaimed, "Wei Lin, why are you here?"

"Then where should I be? Master Zhao." The man took off the armor on his head, revealing an incomparably handsome face.

"You you you!" Zhao Lian took a step back in shock, pointed at the man in front of him and said, "He Zhijing!"

Yan Yan curled his lips into a smile: "It's the Marquis." After finishing speaking, he ignored Zhao Lian's overly frightened expression, and turned to Jiang Xia who had been silent since he appeared: "Master Jiang, I haven't Congratulations on your promotion!"

Jiang Xia stared at the man in front of him, two years of hard labor did not make the man decadent, except for adding a trace of vicissitudes to the man's always handsome face, there was no other change.

He knew from the very beginning that the man in front of him was especially favored by heaven.Obviously they were both Jinshi in Changle for 15 years, and they joined the Ministry of War together later.How could He Zhijing be promoted all the way later?But he can only look around at people's faces in the middle of the court?If Jiang Xia was the one who was sent to quell the chaos, he believed he could do better than He Zhijing!

Ah!What about the friendship between classmates, apart from transferring him from the Ministry of War to his subordinates, how could He Zhijing remember their friendship as classmates?

What a pity!No matter how high you, He Zhijing, climbed, didn't you become a bereaved dog after being ransacked from your home?

Jiang Xia suppressed the surging emotions in his chest, and said with a smile on his face, "You're welcome."

Yan Yan changed the subject: "The continuation is over, let's talk about the business."

Fu Jin interjected: "According to Dayong's regulations, it is a crime to raise troops to rebel." His tone was terrified in vain, "Punish the nine clans."

Before everyone could react, Yan Yan clapped his palms lightly and said, "Bring it up."

After a few muffled grunts, a dozen guards pressed the two generals who were in a panic, and entered the hall together with the generals who blocked the exit of the hall.

Yan Yan looked at Jiang Xia and said, "Master Jiang, do you know these two people?"

Jiang Xia looked intently, and saw that the two were wearing the official uniforms of Dayong's general soldiers, and they were the two chief and deputy general soldiers stationed in Anyang Town.

As soon as the two chief soldiers saw Jiang Xia, they began to struggle desperately, Yan Yan signaled the guards to take the cloth strips from their mouths.

"Master Hou, save the officer! The officer followed your instructions and brought the troops here overnight from Anyang Town." One of the generals said to Jiang Xia.

Facing the general's accusation, Jiang Xia looked at Yan Yan and said in a leisurely manner: "I just asked him to bring troops to King Qin. In my opinion, you, He Zhijing, are the one who really thinks of soldiers rebelling! You have no purpose to bring What is the intention of soldiers entering the palace and pretending to be the commander of the imperial guards?"

"That's right," Zhao Lian said loudly, "The day before yesterday, I received secret security. He Zhijing colluded with King Ning and King Lian and planned to take advantage of today's canonization ceremony to rebel against the palace! That's why I informed Mr. Jiang The purpose of dispatching troops from Anyang Town overnight is to prevent you from rebelling." He pointed to Ning Wangdao on the treasure hall, "You are uncharacteristically talking nonsense today, and even leading troops into the palace openly, Your Majesty must be I was coerced and imprisoned by you." "Really," Yan Yan chuckled, although he was smiling, but there was no smile in his eyes, "Master Zhao is very eloquent, but this Marquis doesn't know. In order to be able to mobilize the power of the garrison and guards. The general led the troops into the capital without a reason, and he should be punished! As for what the Marquis is here today, what does His Highness Lian Wang think?"

"Mr. Qing's side." Lian Wang put one hand behind his back, clenched his fist tightly, and glanced at King Ning on the Daxiong Palace. Seeing a gleam of excitement in the other party's light-colored eyes, he finally made up his mind and said loudly: "Dark guard."

A black shadow silently appeared in front of everyone, kneeling in front of King Lian.

"Bring people up." King Lian ordered.

The dark guard led the order, and not long after, an old man with scars on his face came in.The old man scanned the crowd in the hall, knelt down in front of Yan Yan tremblingly, tears flowed from his cloudy eyes, dripped down his ravine cheeks onto the smooth floor of the Hall of Purity.

The old man choked with sobs and said, "I never thought that I would see you again in my lifetime, General He."

Yan Yan helped him up with his own hands, he didn't want to lose his life: "Eunuch Li, you are..."

As soon as Eunuch Li said this sentence, many senior ministers hurriedly looked at the old man, showing a look of sudden realization.

It turned out that Eunuch Li was the chief eunuch when the late emperor was alive. After the late emperor passed away, he was supposed to guard the emperor's mausoleum.Later, Empress Dowager Lu took pity on him for being lonely and helpless, and decreed an amnesty for him to retire in the palace.

Eunuch Li stubbornly knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Yan Yan, and then continued to choke with sobs: "This old slave is ashamed of the entrustment of the late emperor, and this old slave is guilty!"

"Originally, after the late emperor passed away, the old slave should follow him to the underworld to serve him. Only the empress dowager's kindness left the old slave alive. The old slave thought that it would be better to live for two more years, and to talk to the late emperor in the future. The affairs of this world make him feel at ease. Who would have thought that... the current Holy One would do such a thing like killing his brother and mother!"

Eunuch Li's eyes were full of hatred: "Poor Empress Dowager Lu, who is so kind-hearted, was burned to death by the son he raised with his own hands!"

The fire in the Compassion Palace in the fourth year of Jingping has always been a taboo among the people in the court.After the death of Empress Dowager Lu, the emperor ordered to retreat for three days, and the world would be peaceful.At that time, people all over the world praised the emperor's filial piety.

After Eunuch Li finished speaking, the entire hall became deathly silent.If the emperor just killed his own brother, the history books will only record a brutal murder, but set fire to his aunt...

Tap, tap, tap, the sound of Yan Yan's footsteps was particularly loud in this silent hall, and everyone's eyes couldn't help but focus on him.Every time he took a step, everyone's hearts tightened involuntarily.

Yan Yan stepped onto the Daxiong Palace, passed by King Ning, and finally stood in front of the dragon chair.Following behind him, Fu Jin handed the red lacquered wooden box to Yan Yan.Yan Yan opened the box, took out a letter from it, and unfolded it.On the slightly yellowed paper, the bright red jade seal is dazzlingly bright.

"This is..." A minister looked at the familiar handwriting on the letter and couldn't believe it, "The handwriting of the late emperor!"

This minister is a veteran of the Changle Dynasty, but he has always been wise to protect himself and never speaks much, so he was not relegated by Zhao Lian's party after the downfall of He Zhijing.

Yan Yan nodded, and handed the backhand letter to Fu Jin.Fu Jin glanced at him, and read out the content of the letter slowly: "I know that the end is approaching, so I entrust the affairs of the aftermath to the king. Throughout my life, although I have made no major mistakes, I have also made no achievements. ,... If the eldest son of the emperor has a lack of virtue, disrespects the sky above, and does not rule the people below, the king should take the side of the Qing emperor, depose the faint emperor, and choose another sage to assist him."

After Fu Jin finished his belief, Zhao Lian knew that the situation was over, he couldn't control his trembling, and sat on the ground paralyzed.Jiang Xia looked at the imperial letter in Fu Jin's hand in disbelief, staggered back two steps, turned around and ran out of the palace gate, but was stopped by King Lian's secret guards, and together with Zhao Lian, they were tied up and pressed down .