Chapter 7 A Rebellion That Begins and Ends
With one foot on Zhongmenhuang Road, Yang Wei, Duke of Zhenguo, lived in Bengbu.
"Why, just, just recognize the master like this?"
"Qiankun Hall, you are either early or late."
"That makes me embarrassed..."
At this moment, there are thousands of thoughts in Yang Wei's mind.
He knew a lot about the Qiankun Hall. When the Dayan Dynasty didn't exist, the Qiankun Hall was there. The pillars of the Qiankun Hall could test the luck of the country. Only the people recognized by the Qiankun Hall could be the real emperor and could pass the whole building. The luck of the dynasty, the brighter the pillars, the more prosperous the future of the dynasty.
Now the grand scene of Qiankun Hall has never been seen before!
Di Kun is not only recognized by the Qiankun Hall, but also super recognized, he is finished.
A lot of cold sweat broke out from Yang Wei's body, and the pillars were bright enough to blind his old eyes.
"Hoohoho!"
It was as if he had discovered Yang Wei's thief's heart.
The powerful alien beasts that were alive on the two hundred pillars turned their heads to look at Yang Wei, and roared with strong energy fluctuations.
A gust of wind blew in front of the Qiankun Hall.
The crown of Guo Gong's hair on Yang Wei's head exploded, and his long hair spread out and fluttered wildly.
"Ahhh!"
Seeing the appearance of the divine beasts in the Qiankun Hall, the people behind Yang Wei were so frightened that they scattered.
"thump!"
Yang Wei knelt on the ground.
Usually, as Duke Zhen, who was personally proclaimed by the late emperor, there is always a seat for him under the high platform of the Qiankun Hall. He has an army of 100,000 dragons and tigers in Yan.
And today, he is kneeling again and again.
Kneeling, which was already unfamiliar before, is now so skillful that it makes people feel distressed.
Yang Wei saluted, knelt on the ground and kowtowed reverently: "My emperor is ten thousand years old! Your majesty is ten thousand years old!"
The five thousand soldiers all looked at Zhao Zheng with fiery eyes.
Yang Wei originally knelt in front of the hall, but now he walked into the middle gate by himself, this is to kill the ten clans.
Everyone in the Qiankun Hall also turned their attention from Zhao Zheng to Yang Wei.
Zhao Zheng also looked at Yang Wei. Now, he is full of brilliance and incomparable brilliance, but the number on Yang Wei's head is no longer bright red. The original five billion is gone.
Instead, tens of thousands of luck.
Almost nothing.
Zhao Zheng looked at the civil servants and doctors on the side, almost most of the people whose luck numbers were bright red turned pale red, and some people's luck numbers changed from red to colorless.
As for Song Jingxian, whose single-digit luck had nothing to do with luck, the number above his head had become eight billion.
Moreover, these five thousand soldiers also have luck on their heads, and some of the luck numbers inside have turned bright red.
The change in luck was obviously due to the attitude of the emperor, as well as the attitudes of these people.
The era of heavy martial arts in the Dayan Dynasty is coming.
But at this moment, looking at this group of people who were loyal to him, Zhao Zheng felt pained.
The sage king that he single-handedly supported, the sage king worth 8 billion luck, will be his important horse boy in charge of the Great Yan in the future. It must be a pity to kill him.
And the useless civil servants and doctors that he wanted to kill or sanction before are now worthless, and it is useless to kill them or not.
"call!"
The red-robed officials and officials looked at each other.
They laughed.
Zhao Zheng has been recognized by the Qiankun Hall. Dayan's luck is so great, and the country's fortune is far away. They can't talk anymore. The shining pillars, the strange beasts who wake up and shout back thousands of rebels for Emperor Kun, These are like hard facts, making them unable to open the mouth of Emperor Kun again.
Depressed, depressing.
Depression can really depress people like them.
They scolded Emperor Kun faintly according to what they knew, scolding and scolding, but they were beaten in the face by the luck that appeared in the Qiankun Hall.
Zhongmen left and Wang Feng, another surname, had no choice but to do nothing.
well!
hey-hey!
Suddenly, a rebellious Duke Zhen Guo came, and he was the one who failed in the rebellion and walked through the door.
The red robes are all happy, if the situation is serious, some people will laugh out loud.
The emperor can't say, the emperor's luck is monstrous, then he doesn't stand against the emperor, and he can always scold rebels! You can let out a good breath.
The space was quiet for three seconds.
This is the tranquility before the storm, the sway of a large-scale spellcasting, and the brewing of the teachers' words and emotions.
"Yang Wei! How dare you, the dignified Duke of the State, to ignore the court's kindness, ignore His Majesty's long grace, step on the middle door of my Qiankun Hall, and rebel!"
"Yang Wei, Shuzi, damn it!"
"My emperor Shengming, Duke Zhenguo Yang Wei is daring and daring, he led the army into the imperial palace before, but now he is stepping on the middle door again, coveting the throne, he should kill the nine clans, and the whole family will die!"
"Nine clans are too cheap for him, ten clans!"
The five thousand soldiers also followed Zhao Zheng's gaze and turned to look at Yang Wei, who was kneeling in front of the middle door.
Morale pays attention to one-shot and then three-and-three exhaustion.
The Dragon Tiger Army was shocked by the aura of the alien beasts, and now they have collapsed, and a large number of people are kneeling on the ground, daring not to make trouble.
Prince Zhen Guogong Yang Wei knelt there and coughed violently.
His heart was cold.
He has an army of 30,000 people, and he may have a good chance of winning against a master of the Hundred Tribulations Realm.
However, thousands of worshipers in the Qiankun Hall all stood up.
If Emperor Kun Zhao Zheng is not recognized and cannot resonate with the Qi Luck of the Qiankun Hall or the Qi Luck displayed is too low, those offerings will not act for Zhao Zheng. Now, the situation is reversed, the Qiankun Hall is prosperous, which means Zhao Zheng The dynasty led by Zheng will be extremely powerful, and it can greatly improve the cultivation speed of worshipping warriors who rely on Qi fortune to cultivate.
All the warriors in the hall will protect Zhao Zheng to the death.
In the realm of the King of Humans, you can defeat ten thousand people.
There are dozens of human kings here, and there are five masters of the top ten human kings.
An army of 30,000 dragons and tigers will be defeated without a doubt.
At least, he will be killed in seconds.
Kneeling is death, listening to the words of those civil servants, Yang Wei is full of regret and despair, ten clans.
Those he loved and loved will all die.
He is finished.
The Yang family of the Yandu family is over.
"Your Majesty, spare your life, spare your life, for the sake of the old minister who fought for the late emperor and was always with the late emperor, please spare the old minister's family. The old minister was also confused and lost his mind for a while!"
The Duke of Zhen Guo, Yang Wei, no longer had his prestige, and he was crying like a mess.
"Your Majesty, Yang Wei must die, and the Yang family must be destroyed. He has the heart of not being a minister. If he releases the tiger and returns to the mountain, when he gathers the army, Yandu will surely usher in a new bloody storm."
"Your Majesty, please give an order to kill Yang Wei!"
"Please decree your majesty!"
Doctor Wenchen was as neatly rehearsed as he had been rehearsing a long time ago.
"Your Majesty! I don't dare, I dare not, let go of the sinner family. The family must be grateful to Dade and be around for Your Majesty."
Zhao Zheng carried the inferior iron sword on the imperial road, and walked step by step towards Yang Wei who was kneeling there begging for mercy amid the enthusiastic voices of the officials and officials.
Yang Wei placed his head heavily on the imperial road where the five-clawed flying dragon was carved in white jade. He knew that he was dead, and Di Kun would never let him go, but he still wanted to excuse the family, even if he let go of women and children, he would Extremely grateful.
If he loses, he won't have the chance to come back again. That's all he can do.