Kyoto, the imperial palace, and the inner courtyard of the deep palace are two miles south of the Suzaku Gate, which is also the main gate of Kyoto in the broad sense of the Chinese Dynasty.

Once the decree to kill the six ministers was promulgated, countless people flocked here.

In just one hour, there were already a rush of people outside the Zhuque Gate.

Outside the Zhuque Gate, hundreds of soldiers in front of the hall separated all the people from the periphery, leaving behind a ten-meter-long open space.

The autumn wind was solemn, and the dragon flag was rushing above his head. The six old men in their fifties in the open space, all of whom were taken off and stared at Wusha, removed all their official uniforms, and knelt on the ground.

The third hour of noon is the time when the yang energy is the most prosperous in a day. However, for practitioners with cultivation, the soul cannot be eliminated by the sunlight at noon.

The Palace Front Office had already prepared for this. Around the four old men, the four black judges in Sitianjian were already ready. On the high platform near the Zhuque Gate, there was a Grand Master chair and a square table. An old man in his sixties was wearing a big red official robe, closing his eyes and pretending to sleep.

Around the old man, the commander of the front office of the Palace, the only second-rank military officer in the entire Hua Dynasty, shining in silver armor in the sun.

Below, the people were already full of people.

"Did you see it? The old man in red robe is the new Prime Minister of Huachao, Tong Qi. His Majesty is still by his side, and he has always been by his side..."

"Haha, I didn't expect that my great talents have already withered to this point, and even eunuchs can be the leader of all officials."

"Shhh... Sigh down and behead your head carefully. Have you forgotten how many heads have fallen to the ground in the past month?"

"What do you know? It is Your Majesty's wise decision to let Lord Tong lead all officials. Now the Imperial Army of the Huachao, the Palace Front Office and the Imperial City Office have been controlled by the Zhu family. If Lord Tong does not stand up, who can balance the Zhu family?"

"What you said is reasonable. It's a pity that these old ministers can't understand the general trend of the world, but they just want to fight against His Majesty..." Someone shook his head and sighed.

"As these days, there is no way to survive by telling the truth. I heard that the new policy was issued, and the Operations Department had rushed to various places to collect taxes and pay food. Your Majesty was determined to expand the territory and follow the example of the eternal emperor."

"As soon as Zhang Lao died, Tong Qi and Lao Zhu's family would compete with each other, and no one would say justice for the people in the future."

The voice of discussion came into my ears, and Zhang Yizhi looked around on the ground, and his waist gradually straightened.

"Old Zhang, you shouldn't have come back this time!" Taoist Zhengqing had only one leg, and was the only one among the six people sitting on the ground. At this time, there was only a faint helplessness on Lord Jianzheng's face.

Zhang Yizhi sneered: "Master Zhengqing, can Tong Qi and the Zhu family let you go if I don't come back? Isn't you just waiting for me to come back and get all the money?"

Next to him, Lord Du Chun, who was depressed, couldn't help but turn his head and said with a bitter face: "What my teacher said is very true. Over the past month, under the guise of suppressing opposition voices, we who are unwilling to stand on the side have been almost cleaned up. Let us save our lives, aren't we just waiting for this show? But what I never expected was that His Majesty was so cruel that he would not even let his teacher go."

Another old man in his seventies said angrily: "When we pushed him to the top, how could we ever think that he was such a kind-hearted person?"

"At this point, what's the use of saying this? Now people are the ones who serve as the slaughter and I am the meat. I think this is the will of heaven. If God wants to destroy my Huachao, how can we do it?" An old man with gray hair shook his head and sighed.

Zhang Yizhi felt very uncomfortable when he heard this. It was these people who had been standing on his side without reservation for three years, even at the last moment, he would not hesitate to disobey the emperor.

In his opinion, this is the real backbone of the Hua Dynasty, and now His Majesty's behavior is to break the backbone of the Hua Dynasty by himself.

He took a deep breath, looked up at the sky, but suddenly burst into laughter.

A soldier walked over quickly, kicked him to the ground with one kick, shouting, "Diet to be arrogant!"

Zhang Yizhi fell to the ground and still laughed loudly. "What's the joy of life? Why don't you be afraid of death? But from now on, I, Dahua, will no longer have a real scholar."

The soldier's feet were stomping on him, but Zhang Yizhi felt no pain at all, and he let him trample on his feet, and his laughter never stopped.

The soldier kicked for a while and seemed to be tired. He spitted on Zhang Yizhi's mouth and looked back at the silver-armored middle-aged man on the stage.

The commander shook his head gently. The soldier turned his head and looked out of the crowd, with a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes.

"Sir Tong, it's almost time to noon." The commander looked up at the sun at noon and frowned. "Why is there no movement yet?"

The old man in red robe opened his eyes slightly and yawned. "Is Mr. Zhu so unbearable?"

A trace of anger flashed in the commander's eyes, but it was quickly covered up and he smiled and said, "Mr. Tong, we agreed. Chu Feng's side will have Lord Lau Tong personally deal with it."

Tong Qi straightened up slightly, looked down at Zhang Yizhi, who was covered in mud, and sighed: "This life is not as simple as adults imagine. There are still many variables..."

The commander sneered: "What else can there be variables? Even if Chu Feng really enters the thunder tribulation period, if Lord Tong takes action, he will still be able to capture it? As for the box, our palace front department and the City God Mansion will naturally not take it seriously. Moreover, even if there is really an accident, don't forget that this is Kyoto!"

"Yes, our family is worried too much. With Li Zhengliu here, who can escape from Lord Zhu's hands, right?" Tong Qi turned around and looked at the commander with a smile on his face.

The entire Kyoto practice world knows that the two thunder tribulation powerhouses who are truly in charge of Dahua Kyoto are the number one swordsman in the world, besides him, the number one swordsman in the world.

This time, His Majesty asked him to take charge in person. The purpose was obvious. If Chu Feng, a disciple of Longhu Mountain, really dared to come to the robbery of the Dharma field, then Jing would not mind letting Zhengyimeng see the attitude of the Zhao family.

Since the government and the country are going to be completely broken up, there is no need to think about the old love.

Now that he and Li Zhengliu are joining forces, they are in this imperial city again. Unless the Heavenly Master comes in person, no one can change the ending.

Will the Heavenly Master take action personally?

Of course not!

For hundreds of years, there was no Yang God in the entire Hua Dynasty except the Tianshi Mansion. Could it be that the Hua Dynasty did not have enough luck?

Others can't understand it, but Tong Qi is very clear.

Just as he was thinking about being immersed in the air, a sudden gust of wind came, Tong Qi subconsciously raised his head, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Mr. Zhu, isn't this coming?"

"Sir, it's true that things are so amazing!" The commander's eyes passed over the crowd and landed on the box of people in the distance, and couldn't help laughing.
Chapter completed!