If His Majesty the Emperor's body hadn't been recuperated by Yun Yang during this period of time, he would have been fine. Just this breath alone could make him feel better, but at the moment when his body is getting better, don't say that he is just upset. , as long as you are not seriously engaged in anything like a life-and-death fight, you can generally expect to live a long life. After all, His Majesty the Emperor's own cultivation level is also quite high.
His Majesty the Emperor's mood had just improved. It had only been half a day when the incident occurred that even Yang Botao might be a person in the Four Seasons Tower. This sudden realization made His Majesty the Emperor's heart feel like a hundred thousand mud horses galloping past, roaring incessantly. .
The pillar of the military, one of the four commanders!
"Is the Taiwei here?" His Majesty the Emperor sat on the throne with a sullen face.
Qiu Jianhan coughed and said: "The Taiwei has been ill for the past few days, but why does he arrive today? It's just that at this time of year, the Taiwei's body is even more afraid of the cold, so he may have to make some preparations before he arrives. "
His Majesty the Emperor nodded firmly: "Then wait a moment."
"Has the Grand Master arrived?"
"Wei Chen is here."
"Have the marshals arrived?"
"Your Majesty, the general is here."
His Majesty the Emperor snorted, said nothing, closed his eyes slightly and fell asleep.
Not long after, a rough voice sounded: "I'm sorry, I'm late."
His Majesty the Emperor just opened his eyes and closed them again.
It was the Taiwei who was leaving originally, but when he opened his eyes, he saw that it was the old guy Leng Daoyin. This old guy was not sick and had no disaster, but he came so late...
Do you think this is your canteen
Leng Daoyin met Qiu Jianhan's questioning look. Leng Daoyin rolled his eyes, sighed, and pursed his lips.
The corners of Qiu Jianhan's mouth twitched.
He glanced at Yang Botao without leaving any trace; Leng Daoyin strode into the hall.
Among the ministers in the court, Tie Zheng was the tallest. Standing in the main hall, he was two heads taller than the next tallest person. He absolutely stood out from the crowd and overlooked the crowd.
No one else spoke, only Tie Zheng's eyes glared at Yang Botao fiercely, unblinking, and his eyes almost seemed to swallow Yang Botao alive.
Yang Botao was so frightened by what he saw that he finally said angrily: "What are you looking at?"
Tie Zheng became even more furious and shouted: "What are you looking at!?"
Yang Botao was also furious: "Would you like to see another one?"
Tie Zheng raised his neck and glanced sideways at Yang Botao: "Would you like to say one more thing?"
Yang Botao felt angry and angry: "Are you sick?"
Tie Zheng didn't want to talk anymore, he just punched Yang Botao in the face with a "pop" sound, and yelled: "Fuck you, I not only want to look at you, but I also want to beat you and kill you." What can you do!"
Yang Botao's own cultivation level was definitely not low, but no matter how much he thought about it, he never thought that Tie Zheng would actually dare to attack the Jinluan Palace directly. He immediately took a solid punch, and suddenly there were stars in his eyes, and he became furious. He jumped up to his feet and shouted angrily: "The one named Tie!..."
Before a sentence could be completely uttered, Tie Zheng's second punch had already hit the other eye socket accurately, and at the same time, a flying kick hit his lower abdomen. Yang Botao's equally burly body fell to the Jinluan Hall with a loud bang, smashing the dust into dust. Flying.
Several civil servants behind him hurriedly evaded.
Everyone's eyebrows moved quickly: The generals are having internal strife today. It's rare, it's rare. Such dramas are so uncommon...
Tie Zheng refused to give up, and rushed towards Yang Botao, trying to pin him down and hit him again. Unexpectedly, Yang Botao knew that Tie Zheng was very aggressive, and it would be difficult to deal with it if he just talked and didn't fight back, so he took the opportunity to fly and kick , kicking on Tie Zheng's belly; this kick made Tie Zheng groan, but he hugged Yang Botao's right foot and was about to break it with a twist of his body.
Yang Botao roared, and Tie Banqiao bent over from the ground, hugging Tie Zheng's neck. The two fell to the ground together. The next moment, the sound of snapping and popping continued to sound, and both of them were A rough-skinned man with a thick body, in an instant he was covered in dust in the Jinluan Palace...
The two old marshals, Qiu Jian, Han Leng, Yin of Dao, both had black lines. They rushed forward to break up the fight, but they controlled Yang Botao's hands and feet intentionally or unintentionally. Tie Zheng freed his hands and punched him one after another. In just a few strokes, Yang Botao was fucked until blood splattered everywhere.
His Majesty the Emperor just squinted his eyes when he heard an earth-shaking sound below. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the place below had turned into a fighting arena.
Blood donations flew out bit by bit, and everything was a mess.
Tie Zheng pushed Yang Botao to the ground, straddled him, and punched Yang Botao like a street gangster. He punched Yang Botao and cursed: "Fuck your grandma!"
"Son of a bitch!"
"Kill you!"
"Your uncle's!"
"what!"
"I… "
His Majesty the Emperor was cold for a moment when he saw this. In that moment, he felt the world was spinning. When he came to his senses, he shouted loudly: "Stop!"
Tie Zheng retracted his fist angrily and backed away, spitting: "It's so easy for you, you idiot, why didn't I beat you to death, you little bastard!"
Yang Botao broke free from the restraint, roared, and rushed up from the ground like a tiger coming out of the mountain. He rushed towards Tie Zheng crazily, obviously losing his mind.
You must know that Yang Botao's military status is no less than that of Tie Zheng. Today, he is very embarrassed. He was actually held down and beaten by Tie Zheng in front of the civil and military officials of the court. How can he save his face
"Stop!" His Majesty the Emperor was furious: "Yang Botao! Didn't you hear me say stop? This kind of behavior is indecent!"
Yang Botao's mind, which was so angry that he was confused, finally regained some clarity. He looked at Tie Zheng with his head and face covered in blood. He stretched out his fingers with trembling slightly and nodded at Tie Zheng: "Wait!"
Tie Zheng also looked at him with a furious look on his face: "Fuck you, uncle, you dare to threaten me! Just wait! If I can't kill you today, I will kill you tomorrow too!"
"Shut up, everyone, are you all going to rebel?!" His Majesty the Emperor shouted loudly.
The two marshals glared at each other angrily, then turned around and saluted upward: "I am guilty, Your Majesty, please calm down."
His Majesty the Emperor was so angry that he was out of breath. He almost couldn't hold back his breath, and kept saying angrily: "What a shame! What a shame!"
Yang Botao looked aggrieved: "Your Majesty, I am wronged. This Tiezheng beat me like a mad dog today... I didn't offend him..."
Tie Zheng sneered, his laughter full of disdain.
His Majesty the Emperor said angrily: "Tie Zheng, why did you commit violence in the court today?"
Tie Zheng said loudly: "Don't you know what this bastard has done to himself? He... actually dares to cry out that he is wronged! He is wronged! Crazy! Ungrateful! Despicable! Unconscionable! What a bastard! Bah! !”
Yang Botao was furious: "Tie Zheng, please tell me clearly!"
Tie Zheng's burly body suddenly took a step forward: "You bastard, you are still pretending to be confused! Let me ask you, what happened last night?"
Yang Botao's heart sank, but he said: "What last night? My commander was assassinated last night, and we are looking for the assassin!"
"Search for your mother's fart!"
Tie Zheng's strong white teeth almost bit Yang Botao's face: "The Wind Lord and Fire Lord went to your marshal's house and announced to your face that you were a participant who framed the Nine Lords Battle. What else can you say to be wronged? Word!?"
Yang Botao defended loudly: "That's nonsense. The thieves who attacked last night were clearly thieves from Perak Hall. They resented me for enforcing military law and killed their young master... Only then did they come to assassinate, Tie Zheng, do you believe whatever the assassin says?" Are you a fool? Can't you use your brain? The Fire Master's secret technique of moving fire is very different from the Pili Hall's arson technique. One is inside and the other is outside. The essence is different. Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance!"
Tie Zheng curled his lips in disdain and said: "Executing military law to kill the young master of Perak Hall? What a selfless and strict law enforcement officer, Marshal Yang! Come on, come on, tell me, what is the name of the young master of Perak Hall who is serving in your army? What was his name? What position did he hold? Why was he killed by you for violating that military rule? Come on, come on, tell me everything clearly. I will investigate this young master of Perak Hall, whether he really is. This person is indeed guilty!"
Yang Botao said angrily: "It's been so long since this happened, who still remembers such a small thing? If it hadn't been for last night's incident, it would have just passed by. Who hasn't had their hands stained with the blood of enforcing military law!?"
Tie Zheng said angrily: "Do you think I have never led a soldier? Don't you dare to ignore me. There have always been special records on the implementation of military law in the army. Are you leading a rabble? Yang Botao! You are guilty. You deserve to die!"
Yang Botao said: "Tie Zheng, you are so aggressive because you are jealous of my military achievements and my status being higher than yours. I know you have been dissatisfied with me for a long time. As long as I exist, you will be a generation younger." It is hard to live up to his reputation as the number one person in the military..."
Tie Zheng sneered: "The number one person in the military among the younger generation? Don't say that this title has never been on my mind. Even if it is true, are you worthy of being compared with me? Tell me, in the past two years What military achievements have you had since then? I am responsible for the east, and you are responsible for the north. Why am I dissatisfied with you? You are not my son! I am dissatisfied with you? You deserve it! You are a heartless thing ! Become my son, I even think you have slandered my name!"
Tie Zheng's scolding was full of momentum. Although Yang Botao counterattacked one after another, unfortunately, his momentum was much weaker.
His Majesty the Emperor wanted to stop, but after thinking about it, he just watched with cold eyes.
Yang Botao suddenly turned around and knelt down: "Your Majesty, please make the decision for me. Tie Zheng is full of filthy words and humiliates and slanders me in the palace. I am unjust! Please make the decision for me!"
Tie Zheng roared and was about to rush out and beat him violently again, but Qiu Jianhan held him back tightly.
Tie Zheng struggled vigorously, his eyes were red, and the sound of gasping in his chest could be heard clearly: "This ungrateful thing, he was ambushed in the battle in Northern Xinjiang back then, if Jiu Zun hadn't stepped in to save his life, now he would be dead. The grass on Yang Botao's grave is three feet taller than him; he actually participated in the murder of Lord Nine... Such a crazy traitor... I am incompatible with him and we are irreconcilable!"
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Without the injection, my body temperature dropped to thirty-seven degrees two. But I have no energy, and my eyes look gaudy...