Thank you for the rewards of the Battle of the Dragon and the brothers of the East Emperor of Heaven...

Only when it is truly at this time and after the heavenly tribulation, the Yang God appears, can we see the real power of Grandma Hu. This is completely a gap in realm and a qualitative gap.

Just like the difference between the third-generation fighter jets and the fourth-generation fighter jets in later generations!

"It seems that Grandma Hu's realm of the Earth Immortal is not perfect, otherwise we would definitely not be her opponent!" Za Jingzhi stood there for a while and finally said the words in the hearts of many people.

The Yang God manifests itself in the Yang world and shines through the clouds all over the sky. This represents the power of interfering with matter!

As the sky rumbling, dark clouds gathered rapidly and pressed against the Yang Shen of Grandma Hu who was rapidly moving away. One after another, one pale or pink thunder slashed out... In a blink of an eye, it disappeared into the distance.

I wonder if Grandma Hu can escape such a disaster? Wen Fei thought to himself that he even had the idea of ​​hoping Grandma Hu could escape.

This is not Wen Fei’s stupid head, but an expectation and hope. This is a hope for evolution by life itself, and this is a hope for a practitioner’s transcendence.

I hope to see a cultivator who can take such a step in the end, achieve the right result, or cross the other end... Whether it is an enemy or a friend, this is the greatest motivation for cultivators!

At this time, I don’t know how many people have the same idea as Wen Fei. At this moment, I saw the glory of Grandma Hu’s Yang Shen and even forgot about my enemies. This is a force that transcends all disputes in the world!

After a long time, when the energy between heaven and earth returned to normal again, everything had settled.

After so long, Zhao Ji's eyes slowly began to recover his vision. This made him feel at ease...

"Thanks to Father Shang, you came to save me, otherwise I would be in a mess this time!" Zhao Ji said, and his emotions were even a little out of control.

"The official family doesn't have to think too much. It's all because Grandma Hu is too cunning and dares to sneak into the palace to deceive the official family. Fortunately, the official family discovered it in time and did not cause any greater losses." Wen Fei comforted Zhao Ji, it was not because our army was too incompetent, but because the enemy was too cunning.

Zhao Ji finally calmed down for a long time and asked a very serious question: "How is the prince?"

Speaking of this prince Zhao Heng, he was simply useless. He forgot his righteousness when he saw small profits and cherished his life when facing major events. He refused to take action in person even such a major event as usurping the throne. He hid in the sand and treated it as an ostrich. He hid in the palace of the Eastern Palace and lent hundreds of guards to protect him...

It seemed that this would be safer, but I didn't know that Wen Fei went over, and just shouted a few words. The morale of the imperial guards who were guarding the Eastern Palace had collapsed. They knelt down and surrendered.

The prince Zhao Heng was slow to commit suicide. He drank a glass of poisonous wine for a long time but couldn't get it into his stomach. However, Wang Fu helped him and poured the poisonous wine into his stomach...

"This, the prince has committed suicide because of his crime!" Wen Fei said. In fact, in Wen Fei's opinion, it is actually irrelevant to whether Zhao Heng is dead or alive. After this incident, his position as the prince will be deposed in any case, and he will never cause any trouble in the future.

"Die..." Zhao Ji was a little confused. He probably didn't expect that his son would have the courage to usurp the throne, or even the courage to commit suicide. It was a big deal that Zhao Heng was usually a person: "Is he dead like this?"

Then he smiled bitterly with a self-deprecating smile: "It's good to die like this, but there is no father or son in the Tian family!"

Wen Fei could only be silent in this kind of thing. After weighing the pros and cons in his heart for a long time, he finally decided that the prince would die, which would do more harm than good for himself. So he paused and said for a while: "I'm not dead... Although I drank poisonous wine, the prince's life was great and he was not poisoned to death. If such a big thing happened, I would ask the officials to clean up the overall situation. Hurry up and hold a grand meeting to calm the hearts of the ministers and the people!"

At this time, although it is a good thing for the death of Prince Zhao Heng, it may take a moment to make a long time. Don’t forget about Emperor Wu of Han and Prince Li.

Zhao Ji was frightened and tired. Fortunately, he was still strong and supported himself, and said reluctantly: "Not bad, not bad..."

He opened his mouth and wanted to instruct the people around him, but found that all the people who often followed him were dead. Even Master Liang studied the difference between his body and head in Chengdu.

Zhao Ji was silent for a while, waved his hand, and suddenly felt a deep feeling of fatigue, saying, "I am tired and ineffective. My father, please help me calm down the hearts of the ministers in the court first. I will hold the grand dynasty tomorrow morning!"

After all, Wen Fei had little political experience and did not take this seriously. He agreed immediately.

At this time, it was already half past the afternoon. I had been busy for a day and the rice and water had not yet entered. Zhao Ji couldn't hold on and went into the bedroom to rest.

Then the bell rang in the palace, and such a big thing happened. The officials and people in the entire Tokyo city were already feeling uneasy, although they didn't know what was going on.

But they were all alert, and all households had already closed their doors and bolts. In such a huge Tokyo city, the gates were closed and the sun was depressed. There was no one else on the street except patrolling the imperial guards.

When countless people heard the ringing of Jingyang bell, their hearts suddenly relaxed, and then they tightened again. No matter what, the bell ringing in the palace and convening a meeting of ministers, this shows that no matter what the result is, the dust has been settled. I am afraid...

At this time, no court official dared to say he was sick and not go to court. As an official, at least he still had political awareness. A large number of officials rushed to the Daqing Palace for court meeting. When the number of people was all gone, it was almost dark.

But it was not Zhao Ji, but Wen Fei, who immediately made the court a big uproar. I don’t know how many court officials thought that this incident was Wen Fei preparing to usurp the throne...

Logically speaking, the establishment of the political system of the Song Dynasty was to prevent others from usurping the throne. Therefore, this may almost not exist at all.

But Zhao Ji, an unreliable guy, didn't know how much he took the lead in destroying this system. In addition, Wen Fei, a perverted and alternative person who has never appeared since ancient times, no one knows what things will develop.

"Silent... At the court meeting, what kind of quarrels are there?" Cai Jing stood up and shouted with a calm face. With the accumulation of power, the entire Daqing Hall became quiet, and a needle could be heard.

"This time the prince has already accepted his crimes in his rebellion. The emperor was frightened and temporarily rested in the palace. His father Shang brought the official family out to calm the people. If you have anything to say, you will follow the order. Otherwise, where is the censor in the palace?" Cai Jing said slowly.

The two censors in the hall stood up, both Cai Jing's followers. They looked around and shouted, "Yes!"

Cai Jing was satisfied and bowed back to the position of the head of the ministers.

At this time, the other ministers could not care too much. They were shocked by the news of the prince's rebellion, quieted a little, and then started to make noise again, which was simply called "The Censor of the Palace" could not even suppress it. For a moment, Cai Jing's old face turned black.

Wen Fei saw that there was enough trouble below and shouted: "Quiet..."

Wen Fei has been practicing Qi for a long time, and this sound is naturally full of energy. Even in such a noisy environment, it still clearly reaches everyone's ears.

This time, the entire Daqing Hall became quiet again. Wen Fei said: "The official family has a rest for a day. If there is an early court tomorrow, you will naturally see that the official family is fine. As for the prince's rebellion, all such matters will be handled by the official family. I will only meet you and soothe people's hearts. Such a large Tokyo city, with a population of millions, still have to live. When you go back, each will be responsible and do whatever you should do!"

Wen Fei's words floated in the hall and came clearly into the ears of every courtier. This made them let go of their suspicion and feel much more at ease.

This is also the current Zhao Ji era, where famous ministers have withered and the combat effectiveness of scholars and officials is low. If it were before, if such a big thing happened, the emperor would not come out to meet the ministers as soon as possible.

On the contrary, a guy like Wen Fei came out to do his job. I'm afraid that the ministers and officials would have stopped doing it and would rush into the bedroom to meet the emperor.

Wen Fei said a few words of scenes and was about to announce his retreat. Cai Jing suddenly stood up and shouted, "Father Shang, but I'm slow. This time the imperial guards made such a great contribution, and one sentence to quell the prince's rebellion. It should be rewarded in theory!"

"Then just reward," Wen Fei waved his hand, and he would like to talk about all kinds of messy things. In Wen Fei's opinion, this rebellion was like a joke, almost limited to the palace. The main force of the rebellion was still the imperial guards, and the rest did not make any great efforts. It would be nice not to rectify, so what else would you like to reward?

However, in the Northern Song Dynasty, the army was too generous. If you don’t talk about going out for war, you will even reward the three armies for worshiping the sky. Not to mention that this labor imperial guards suppressed the rebellion, it is naturally necessary to reward them.

Wen Fei touched his mouth up and down and said happily. Cai Jing smiled bitterly and said neatly: "No money!"

"Then don't give me a reward!" Wen Fei almost said this sentence, but fortunately, the words came to his mouth and changed it to a sentence: "What are your opinions?"

Now, the Daqing Palace became quieter. Everyone was afraid that their heads would be buried deep in their chests. No one dared to answer this. You should know that this is not a problem that can be solved by hundreds of thousands of coins or millions of coins. According to the example of sacrifice to heaven, at least tens of millions of coins are required...

Wen Fei guessed that he could take out so much money, but the problem was that he was not a sucker, so why?

He only heard Cai Jing and said, "Since all my colleagues have no choice, in my opinion, they can only issue new money!"

After hearing this, Wen Fei suddenly realized what Cai Jing was selling.

Someone stood up and opposed it weakly: "Last time I found out that I was a ten-money, but the public opinion was so popular. I'm afraid it would be not appropriate to issue it as a new money this time!" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!