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It felt like recalling a certain story, with a sense of vicissitudes. However, Prince Li's eyes were too cloudy, making it impossible to know what he was thinking. ○
But there is one thing that all civil and military officials can be sure of.
That is, it is definitely not a coincidence that Prince Li suddenly walked into the Jinluan Palace, not to mention that beside him stood Chi Guyan, the leader of Shuanglong.
Will Chi Guyan walk into the Jinluan Palace for no reason
of course not.
In the past year, Chi Guyan has been staying away from the court, not caring about world affairs, and just hiding in the Tiandao Pavilion. It was only in recent months that he suddenly came down the mountain, and he never stepped into the court.
Then, the sudden arrival of Prince Li and Chi Guyan was naturally for the sword on the ground.
It's just the emperor's uncle who is now the emperor, how will he resolve this dispute
After hearing what Prince Li said, Holy Master Lin Mubai nodded slightly, and then fell silent. Of course he could see the purpose of Prince Li and Chi Guyan's coming here.
However, as an emperor, he did not need to guess what method Prince Li would use to solve this problem. He only needed to nod or shake his head.
Because he is an emperor, and the emperor's supreme right is to make decisions.
Prince Li looked at the sword. Of course he would not let the Holy Master Lin Mubai wait too long. After looking at the Wuhenjian, he spoke, but his tone seemed to be talking to himself.
"What a good sword, what a good sword. Is this the sword in the holy world? The sword that belongs to the holy war god Meng Tian? The old man has been idle in the house these days, listening to some slaves talking about this. I have a sword. I didn’t expect that when I arrived at the Jinluan Palace today, I could see it with my own eyes. Not bad, not bad..." Prince Li was praising the sword. However, the footsteps still did not move.
All the civil and military officials listened to what Prince Li was talking to himself, and they were all wondering what the meaning of Prince Li's words was. Does Prince Li also want this sword
Above the court, it was still calm, and no one spoke again except Prince Li.
then. Prince Li began to talk to himself again.
"The old man actually doesn't have any special hobbies these years. He just likes swords. However, he is too old. He really can't walk this way. I wonder if I can do the old man a favor. Pull out the sword and let me take a look. ?" Prince Li continued.
General Jin's face turned red again when he heard this. He was closest to the sword. Moreover, he was very happy to help Prince Li, but he couldn't pull it out.
After hearing what Prince Li said, the other civil and military officials were filled with thoughts and finally vaguely understood. Prince Li really wanted to draw his sword
But who will draw the sword? Prince Li did not specify.
This sentence sounds very simple.
However, careful analysis is not simple. If the Holy Master Lin Mubai chooses to stand up at this time, it will be an excellent step.
The current Holy Emperor personally drew the sword for his uncle, just so that he could see it. It would be a good story to spread like this.
Not only did it maintain the majesty of the emperor, but it also brought filial piety. He also got rid of the reputation of a bandit who took the sword, and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty had nothing to say.
But if the Holy Lord Lin Mubai doesn't stand up, then there will be only one person in the court who can draw the sword.
That person is Fang Zhengzheng.
This is also an excellent step. The sage Lin Mubai put filial piety first and ordered Fang Zhengzheng to pull out the sword. Presented to his imperial uncle for a look, the emperor's authority was undoubtedly revealed, and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty also had nothing to say.
No matter how the Holy Lord Lin Mubai decides, the majesty of the emperor will only increase. The most important thing is that these two decisions also involve a question, whether the Holy Lord Lin Mubai wants this sword.
If you want it, pull it out yourself.
If you don’t want it, let Fang Zheng straighten it out.
Prince Li's words to himself gave him a step, and also gave the right of choice to the Holy Master Lin Mubai. As a minister and as an uncle, to achieve this step is really unparalleled.
All the civil and military officials quietly looked at the Holy Lord Lin Mubai, waiting for the emperor's decision.
Holy Master Lin Mubai gently raised his hand, and then placed it on the dragon table in front of him. He calmly looked at the civil and military officials below, and then looked at Duan who was standing in front of the civil and military officials with an anxious expression. Wang Linxinjue and Prince Lin Tianrong.
Finally, his eyes fell on Chi Guyan.
Chi Guyan didn't speak. From the moment she entered the Jinluan Palace to the present, she never spoke. She just stood quietly beside Prince Li, gently holding Prince Li's arm.
Just like a granddaughter supporting her grandfather.
However, no one dares to ignore her existence, because she is the number one among the two dragons and is also the one who belongs to the Holy Word of Heaven. Then, one day, she will eventually become a world-leading existence.
Chi Guyan's expression was very calm, as calm as the windless lake surface and the ancient well without ripples.
However, the Holy Master Lin Mubai suddenly laughed.
"Haha... The emperor wants to see the sword. What's the problem? Fang Zhengzheng brought this sword from the Holy World, so it's better for Fang Zhengzheng to draw it."
After saying this, all the civil and military officials in the court looked shocked. Most of them thought that the Holy Lord Lin Mubai would choose to draw the sword by himself. After all, the meaning of this sword was too important.
But now it seems that the Holy Master Lin Mubai's decision was to let Fang Zhengzheng draw his sword.
How can this be
No one wants to believe this result, because this is a result that no one could have imagined before today. A sword that represents the will of the Holy God of War, a sword that has the power to revive the country, is really going to be given to a person. Civilians who have not yet entered the court? !
Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping's face turned a little pale at this moment. Without his words, none of this would have happened.
Fang Zhengzheng was unable to insert the sword into the ground.
Then, there would be no scene of drawing the sword.
Is it a coincidence
Or was it a deliberate arrangement by Fang Zhengzheng
Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping's eyes flashed with cold light. If it was the latter, then this was an extremely terrifying existence, an existence that could threaten his status.
Duan Wang Lin Xinjue and Prince Lin Tianrong clenched their lips at the same time. They had both linked their fight for the throne to the sword, but now, this sword that can enhance authority has fallen into the hands of a commoner
How can they be willing to do so
Although the civil and military officials were shocked, they still turned their attention to Fang Zhengzheng.
Yan Xiu, Xing Qingsui and Nangong Mu also looked at Fang Zhengyi, and the three of them nodded slightly to Fang Zhengyi almost at the same time.
A smile appeared on Pingyang's face, as if he saw the hope of victory.
Fang Zhengzheng was relieved at this time. He had never been very interested in the word power, so of course he had no intention of challenging the emperor's authority.
His purpose is to protect the sword.
And now it seems that although he doesn't quite understand what happened, it seems possible that the sword... was saved, right
Did the emperor himself want to draw the sword himself
Then, the next step is relatively simple. I only need to gently pull out the sword in front of all the civil and military officials, and then give it to the old man to take a look...
Is this the end
Thinking of this, Fang Zhengzheng felt naturally very happy.
"The common people obey the decree!" After Fang Zhengzheng gave the sage Lin Mubai the courtesy of a subject, he then looked at the civil and military officials who were staring at him, with a smile on his lips.
Then, he took small leisurely steps and walked slowly to the sword.
General Jin felt a sense of relief at this moment. Before Fang Zhengzheng could speak, he had already stepped aside, and his pair of bear arms kept wiping the sweat on his forehead.
The civil and military officials looked at Fang Zhengzheng preparing to draw his sword, their faces a little gloomy.
A sword that even they could not pull out was pulled out by a fifteen-year-old commoner who had not yet entered the court. This shame made their faces feel hot.
Of course Fang Zhengzheng would not think about this. He only knew that if the sword was already in his own hand, how could he give it to others? Even if this person is the emperor, he still has to give it a try.
"Drawing a sword, such a simple thing!" Fang Zhengzheng hummed a tune, stretched out a hand, gently held the sword hilt, and then gently pulled it up.
“…”
All the civil and military officials in the dynasty looked at Fang Zhengzheng's casual action, and they were cursing in their hearts. Can't they give some face to people like themselves? No matter what, you have to do something, right
Such thoughts did not last long.
Because, they all discovered one thing, Fang Zhengzheng seemed to be really doing it.
sword…
Didn't pull it out.
"Does this kid actually know etiquette?"
"No matter what, it finally gives us courtiers some face."
When the civil and military officials saw that Fang Zhengzheng did not draw his sword for a moment, they all changed their previous views. After all, the harder Fang Zhengzheng drew his sword, the better their faces looked.
However, Fang Zhengzheng had some doubts in his heart.
In fact, he seemed relaxed and casual this time, but in fact he was not casual at all.
"Is it too tight?" Fang Zhengzheng didn't pull out the sword for a moment, but without thinking too much, he directly put his hands on it, and then pulled it out with force again.
“…”
There was no sound, just a cold wind blowing in from outside the palace door.
The smile on Fang Zhengzheng's face suddenly froze, because the traceless sword in his hand was still deeply embedded in the ground, not moving at all.
"Can't he even pull it out himself?"
"Haha... This is impossible. You have already recognized your master, so how can you not pull it out?"
"It's probably still a show."
When the civil and military officials saw that Fang Zhengyi still didn't draw his sword for the second time, they all started talking in low voices, expressing their appreciation for Fang Zhengyi's hard work.
"Fang Zhengzheng, hurry up, Grandpa Huang is still waiting!" Pingyang looked at Fang Zhengzheng still pretending, and immediately pouted, with a look of displeasure on his face.
Fang Zhengzheng ignored Pingyang. He just looked at the Wuhenjian, and a drop of cold sweat slipped from his forehead. Has the sword spirit agreed to recognize its master? Where is the trust between people
What the hell...
Where did the plot go wrong again? ! (To be continued.)
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