The Path Toward Heaven

Old Prime Minister Cen came to the gate of the main hall, let the wind mess up his white hair, looked in the direction of Yingtianmen and shouted in a low voice: Could it be that the Zhongzhou faction can convince the public by acting like this!

Seeing that it was the Prime Minister who stood up first, everyone was a little surprised. You must know that although Yimao Zhai has maintained neutrality over the years, he is an ally with the Zhongzhou faction after all.

Following the resounding words, an extremely strong wind sounded in the sky, and a shadow also appeared in the east sky. A miserable boat fell from the sky at an unimaginable speed, and then landed firmly on the side of the imperial city.

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

There were quite a few scholars standing on the bitter boat with extremely solemn expressions.

Bai Zhenren's expression remained unchanged, looking at Bu Qiuxiao at the bow of the boat, he said: Master Bu Zhai was forced to back down by the villain of the Qingshan sect back then, so it's all right, but now he still wants to protect the son of the demon fox?

Bu Qiuxiao said: Back then, two Qingshan disciples said to Yun'er that there is no distinction between teaching and learning. I thought about these four words carefully and found it quite reasonable.

Xi Yiyun behind him was calm and speechless, while Liu Shisui was a little curious, thinking that such nice words must have been said by the young master, so who was Gu Qing and who was sending the message?

If Zhuo Rusui was present at this time, he must shout loudly, it's me, it's me.

Bai Zhenren said: Previously the prime minister said that my Zhongzhou faction could not convince the public. I am also very curious that Master Bu Zhai is willing to make the son of the demon fox the emperor. Do all the gentlemen in the Zhai agree?

Hearing these words, the expressions of Xi Yiyun and Liu Shisui changed slightly, and more than a dozen middle-aged scholars on the bitter boat frowned slightly.

Obviously, Yi Mao Zhai had different views on this matter, but Bu Qiuxiao forcibly suppressed it.

If Bu Qiuxiao wanted to have a party with Zhongzhou for Jingyao, the rift would probably get deeper and deeper, and even cause an accident on the spot.

Bu Qiuxiao had already made a decision, looked at Master Bai and said, I don't care about the succession of the emperor, but I can't just watch you Zhongzhou sect act like this. Have you ever thought about what will happen to the common people once you start a war with the Qingshan sect?

This is the concept that Yi Mao Zhai has been adhering to for thousands of years, the king is light, and the people are the most important.

Master Bai seemed to have fulfilled Yi Mao Zhai's request, and said, I promise you, everything that happened today is only in Chaoge City.

No! Bu Qiuxiao said decisively, his voice was as clear and powerful as a stone inkstone knocking, The people in Chaoge City will die if there is no time to evacuate.

Master Bai looked in the direction of the city wall and was silent for a while, then suddenly said with a smile: Okay, I promise you, it's in the imperial city.

Bu Qiuxiao didn't expect the Zhongzhou faction to agree to his request, and he felt helpless while being puzzled.

The power of the imperial city formation is well known to all factions, because it was originally built by each faction 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 destroy the imperial city formation. Then we will face the power of the imperial court and the Qingshan sect... Where does Master Bai get his confidence?

Master Bai used a promise that no one could have imagined, in exchange for the temporary neutrality of Yimaozhai, Prime Minister Cen and many civil officials could only remain silent again.

Silence oh silence.

It's hilarious.

The Emperor of God laughed, stretched out his right hand and pointed to the Yingtian Gate in the distance, and said, Please.

This is the battle of Inviting Daoist Bai.

Master Bai did not intend to challenge, and said calmly: My party will always respect His Majesty. Your Majesty has worked hard for more than three hundred years, and this is the last day. Why bother to work so hard?

The Emperor was silent for a while, and said, It seems to make sense.

After saying this, he left the main hall and walked into the side hall.

Concubine Hu Gui and Jing Yao greeted her.

Two cups of tea.

The Emperor Shenhuang and Concubine Hu Gui were relatively speechless, talking about the past and the future at will, just like every night.

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

Jing Yao stood aside, a little at a loss, and felt that he should leave, but he was reluctant to leave.

There was a quiet room in the back of 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 of God and Concubine Hu Gui, listening very seriously.

I don't know how long it took, Ah Piao turned around, looked at Ping Yongjia puzzled and said: It's all about love and love, parents are short-sighted, what kind of emperor's art is this?

Ping Yongjia was very innocent, and said: You ask me, do I have to ask Master?

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

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Naturally, it was impossible for Ping Yongjia to really ask Jing Jiu. Even if he had acted a little straightforward before, he was not an idiot after all. He knew that Master was in a bad mood today, so why would he touch that bad luck?

Both he and A Piao knew the reason why Jing Jiu was in a bad mood. In fact, the whole Chaoge City and even the entire Chaotian Continent now knew the reason.

The setting sun had already set in the far west of the West Sea, and the night had occupied the sky. The stars in the sky were covered by those black cloud boats a lot, and it looked a little scary.

The divine crossbow on the city wall was aimed at the night sky, not knowing whether it wanted to shoot down the stars or what to do.

The court meeting has been over for a long time, but the ministers still haven't left, because this may be His Majesty's last night, or it may be because many people's houses are empty now, what should they eat and drink when they go back?

The evacuation of civilians in Chaoge City is still going on, and the streets are full of noisy sounds. As for whether there are poor people who have been trampled to death, it is temporarily out of consideration.

More than a dozen cloud ships hovered quietly in the starlight, waiting quietly without any intention of attacking.

The whole world was waiting, but while it was waiting, something happened.

In those seemingly dead and silent deep houses, some figures gradually appeared. It is unknown whether it is night or the conspiracy is about to wake up.

In the mansion of the Minister of Rites, two people appeared.

The boy in red and the girl in blue.

The things in Shang Shu's Mansion are not bad, even at this time, the pastries are made on the same day.

Yin San put two plates of delicate snacks on the table, motioning Qing'er to have a bite.

At this time, Qing'er has no interest in eating. Looking at the huge shadows in the starry sky, her eyes are full of worry.

In the forbidden formation under the city wall, Gu Pan, Deputy Commander Qing Tiansi and the Minister of Rites have been standing for five hours without a drop of rice or water.

The officials responsible for maintaining the operation of the forbidden formation couldn't help but glance at the square stone platform every once in a while, always feeling that the atmosphere there was even more tense than in the palace.

Time passed slowly, and the stars in the night sky became more and more bright, until at a certain moment, they suddenly glowed collectively, making Chaoge City seem to have come to daylight.

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

His Majesty is gone.

The deputy commander of the Qingtian Division moved his chapped lips slightly, looking very shocked.

The servant of the Ministry of Rites turned pale, and murmured: The people in Chaoge City have also been evacuated.

Gu Pan said with a blank expression: Your Majesty didn't leave until everyone had withdrawn.

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The morning light gradually recedes, and the world returns to night.

There was crying in the palace.

Everyone knelt on the ground, weeping bitterly at the side hall.

Even officials with Zhongzhou faction background, the sadness at this moment is so sincere.

The three hundred years of His Majesty the Emperor's reign were the most peaceful three hundred years in the Chaotian Continent for countless years.

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

Those who are good at fighting have no great name, and they are talking about people like him.

In Shangshu's mansion, Yin San took a blue dress from somewhere, and changed the red dress on his body.

Qing'er said mockingly: It's really hypocritical.

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

The Zhongzhou sent cloud boats in the sky retreated slightly.

The cloud and mist on Yingtian Gate dispersed a bit more, Master Bai lowered his head slightly.

A group of Maozhai scholars on the bitter boat mourned collectively.

Concubine Hu Gui lay down on the collapsed bed, looking at the scattered light spots, her eyes were full of sadness and despair, she was even a little lax, and she was about to faint.

Jing Yao knelt beside her, holding her hand tightly, with tears and worry on his face.

A Piao and Ping Yongjia looked at this scene and felt a lot of sympathy.

Jing Jiu by the window didn't look back.

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Your Majesty, please ascend the throne!

From the main hall came the slightly trembling but loud enough voice of Minister of Rites.

Hearing this sentence, Concubine Hu Gui's body trembled slightly, she woke up with difficulty but firmly, pushed her son's hand away vigorously, stared into his eyes and said, Cry again at night!

Jing Yao wiped away the tears on his face, hummed with a crying sound, got up and walked towards the main hall.

From the side hall to the main hall, the distance was only tens of feet. When he appeared in front of the ministers and generals of the Jing Dynasty, his mood was already calm, with a resolute expression on his face, but his eyes were still so red.

Seeing Prince Jingyao walking towards the imperial chair, the ministers had complicated emotions. Regardless of support or opposition, people have to admit that the prince's performance at this time is very good, but people also know that it is impossible for him to sit on that chair so smoothly.

On the gate of Yingtian.

Master Bai looked at the palace complex and said calmly, Let's start.

More than a dozen cloud boats of the Zhongzhou faction slowly approached the imperial city, the starlight was blocked from time to time, and the shadows were about to engulf the palace complex.

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

There was a soft buzzing sound, and a light blue circle of light appeared in the night sky, covering at least twenty miles around, covering the entire imperial palace inside.

This is the Imperial City Grand Formation built by various sects in Chaoge City. It can't be seen at all on weekdays, but at this time it reflects the starlight and those cloud boats, looking like a smooth big bubble.

Of course, it is impossible for the Imperial City Formation to collapse like a bubble. Except for the Yunmeng Formation and the Qingshan Formation, these are the strongest defensive formations in the Chaotian Continent.

Is the Zhongzhou faction going to forcefully attack with cloud boats?

At this moment, an extremely unimaginable thing happened suddenly.

The color of that aperture is gradually fading, gradually becoming thinner in people's perception!

Countless eyes fell on those cloud boats, shocked and speechless, it turns out that Chaoge City has always been under the control of the Zhongzhou faction!

No wonder Master Bai agreed to Bu Qiuxiao's request so calmly.

Just when everyone thought that the imperial formation would collapse, the person in front of the window of the side hall of the imperial palace finally spoke.

Jing Jiu said two words: Do it.

At the same time, in the mansion of Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, Yin San looked at the cloud boats in the starry sky and said two words: Kill it.

The days without this chapter are really lonely...