final catastrophe

Chapter 402 85. General

On the Golden Palace.

It was a long time before the ministers saw the Emperor Shang go to court, and this time his face was completely dejected.

This surprised all the courtiers. Although they had to consider solemnity and could not discuss words, they had already begun to ponder a lot in their hearts.

In this strange speculation, Shang Huang tapped the edge of the dragon chair with his fingers.

Guo Wurang, one of the ten permanent attendants at the side, stepped out immediately, took a few steps forward, opened the imperial edict embroidered with dragon patterns, and began to pronounce the edict in cadence.

It's just that before he wanted to read it, Guo Wu let his eyes glance over the imperial decree, and the content on it made his expression change obviously.

With a shake of his hand, the imperial decree of the dragon pattern was about to fall to the ground.

Fortunately, Guo Wurang is a master who is good at speed and movement. When he flipped his wrist, he hooked the imperial decree again and pulled it over, so that it was still firmly in his hand. The ministers of the purpose noticed.

"emperor."

Guo Wurang couldn't believe it, so he asked again in a confirming tone.

"read!"

Emperor Shang was determined.

Guo Wurang nodded and said, "Yes."

Then he raised his head and recited: "Following the heavens, the emperor ordered that today Xia Ji be the commander-in-chief of the world's soldiers and horses, and he will be in charge of the magic weapon and tiger talisman."

Two words suddenly flashed in the minds of the officials: Damn.

They almost suspect that their ears have heard wrong.
Then, Guo Wurang's voice began to tremble, and he quickly read out the following sentence: "Specially seal Xia Ji as Regent, if I don't go to court, Xia Qing will preside over the court on my behalf, hereby."

The ministers were speechless.

The Prince Regent is only for the young emperor who failed to handle state affairs, Emperor Shang, you are already almost middle-aged. Why is this still happening.

However, there are also a small number of people who are a little lucky.

Because Xia Ji is the number one swordsman, not to mention that his force value is too high, but his character is also bright and open, with a kind heart.

Although the imperial decree is absurd, no one dares to come out.

Emperor Shang was cruel and ruthless, and if he disagreed with him, he would pull down a hundred sticks and punish the nine clans.
And just as a series of stories came to mind, an indifferent and loud voice came from outside the Golden Luan Hall.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The ministers couldn't bear it any longer, and looked at the entrance of the hall with their lowered heads suppressed.

But I saw a person wearing a royal robe, wearing python boots, and holding a long and narrow knife behind his back.

The long hair poured down like a waterfall in the night, dragged to his waist, and swayed as he walked.

If you look closely, the embroidered dragon on the imperial robe is not a golden dragon, but a black dragon like thick ink. There are nine dragons, and nine is the extreme number, symbolizing the supreme.

It's just that compared with the emperor's golden dragon, this black dragon really gives people a sense of evil.

Observe the words and colors, distinguish the breath and know the people.

It is a compulsory guest of all the officials, and after just a glance, their hearts are all in the ice cave.

This... is this the first sword god?
The appearance remains the same, but the temperament is completely gone.

Rather, it is full of bizarre twists, irrepressible evil.

Guo Wurang's hands were shaking.
I can still vividly remember the scene when he was grabbed by the person in front of me and thrown to the ground.

Step on.
Tread
The footsteps are like thunder, roaring in people's hearts.

The man in the pitch-black dragon robe and long hair finally reached the end of the Golden Luan Hall.

He didn't kneel down either, but just stretched out his left hand, fingers spread out.

Guo Wurang was startled, and immediately became angry again, but when he thought of the identity of this person, he endured again, then took two steps forward, and handed over the imperial edict in his hand to the left hand.

Xia Ji grabbed the imperial decree without looking at it, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed "haha".

Above the court, one does not kneel down when receiving orders, but is arrogant and domineering, and this is the end.

All the ministers couldn't bear to look directly at him.

However, Shang Huang, who sat high on the throne, also laughed like crazy.

Then Emperor Shang got up suddenly and said: "I still have something urgent, I will trouble the general to deal with it."

Xia Ji nodded, and sat down on the throne unceremoniously.

Then he raised his eyebrows, looked down at the officials in the hall and said, "The emperor is busy, his body is ill, and the pain of losing his wife makes him unable to preside over the court. So, from now on, if the emperor is inconvenient, I will take this seat."

The emperor has been absent for several months.
This is a well-known matter among the officials, so, wouldn't it mean that you sit on the throne every day?

Xia Ji crossed his legs, lay back leisurely, and said: "Since there is no objection, let's start."

And at this time, someone among the officials finally couldn't bear it anymore, and came forward and said sarcastically: "In this case, why didn't the Emperor Shang pass on the throne to you? If one woman does not serve two husbands, how can one minister serve two lords?"

Xia Ji was not angry, nodded gently, and then said softly: "But there is still something you don't understand, just say it out, after all, if you work together in the future, if you hide it and keep it in your heart, it will be bad after all. .”

As a result, several courtiers who still had righteousness in their hearts came out to speak directly.

Xia Ji was not angry, nodded one after another, and then persuaded them one by one, as if he was a clear-minded and broad-minded emperor.

Seeing him like this, the courtiers hastily reported the urgent affairs in various places that had been suppressed for several months.

After all, don't worry about the rituals of the emperor and ministers. Since the former No. [-] Sword God sits on the throne, it is better than Shang Huang who has no achievements.

Moreover, the common people in the world are suffering. They hurriedly dealt with these urgent matters in order to stabilize the situation in Guanzhong.

Xia Ji was not in a hurry, and replied one by one.

However, his reply did not simply agree with the opinions of his courtiers.

Perhaps those who are interested will soon feel the general's strategy: all the people are soldiers, and wars are used to support wars.Survival of the fittest.

However, dealing with it is better than not dealing with it.

Some families were happy and some were sad, and dusk came soon, covering the Golden Luan Hall with a thin layer of light.

From the early morning to this time, it is also unprecedented.

But things that have been suppressed for months are finally dealt with
The ministers also did not salute, and when Guo Wurang said "retire from the court", they all left one after another.

The next day.

above the hall.

The number of courtiers who came to court decreased sharply.

Xia Ji, who sent someone to kill him all night, yawned and said, "Why, it's only been a day, and you don't take me seriously?"

The rest of the courtiers looked at each other, not knowing how to respond.

"Come on, Yuan Taiwei, maybe you have a big face, go and see those courtiers who have never come to court, are they asleep or sick?"

Under the court, a middle-aged man with white eyebrows stepped forward, "I dare not, since the general ordered me, I will do it."

Then the white-browed man hurriedly withdrew.

When he returned, he was terrified, because the ministers who had never been to court had all died at home.

And if he remembered correctly, these ministers were all disrespectful to this person yesterday.

So cruel.

At this moment, Babaili rushed to rush again.

"The bandit Xia Yan gathered millions of troops to attack Ziwei for a long time. The general Ziwei is in a hurry."

The whole court suddenly fell silent.

Everyone knew that Xia Yan was the nephew of the man in the black dragon robe, and he was also the one who was rescued in the Battle of Zero Industry.

suddenly
Pain appeared on Xia Ji's face, black water plants appeared on his cheeks among the officials, painted like totems, and his strange long hair suddenly rose up.

His pupils were round, and the blood in them was like a net, densely packed.

A terrifying breath emanated from his body, then he raised his head and asked fiercely, "Who do you think will attack Ziwei?"

The general who delivered the order trembled involuntarily, then knelt down and kowtowed: "It's Xia Yan."

silence.

A palpitating silence.

Then suddenly Xia Ji's expression became soft and calm, he leaned back leisurely, and said lightly: "Got it."

(End of this chapter)