Wu Xiu did not answer Emperor An Xi's question, but asked, "I heard that Your Majesty wants to bury Leng Weidong in the imperial mausoleum?" Wu Xiu's attitude was simply disrespectful. If it were anyone else, I'm afraid he would have been pulled out and executed long ago.
Emperor An Xi's heart sank, and he vaguely felt that something was not good. He said coldly, "Not bad!"
Wu Xiu raised his eyebrows and said in a serious voice, "Your Majesty, does this seem inappropriate?"
"Bastard! Who are you, dare to question my decision?" Emperor An Xi was furious and scolded him.
Wu Xiu, however, looked unfazed and said in a calm and relaxed tone, "Wei Chen is indeed not qualified and does not dare to question His Majesty's decision. Wei Chen is just passing on the message for the Imperial Master." [
Emperor An Xi felt hatred in his heart. He never expected that Tu Zexin would be so vicious. Leng Weidong was dead, but he still refused to give up. What he did was too cruel!
"The Imperial Preceptor has legs and a mouth, but he asked you to deliver the message. I think Tu Zexin is too arrogant!" The quarrel between the royal family and the Imperial Preceptor had reached such an extent that Princess Anqin simply ignored it and became a little angry. We must fight.
Wu Xiu's brain reaction was also very fast. He was stunned for a moment, and then said with a sneer, "The Imperial Master was originally going to come in person, but it's a pity that the Imperial Master was so angry at Leng Weidong's rebellious words. I feel unwell, so I can only send a small minister here."
"Hmph!" Princess Anqin snorted bitterly and turned her head to the side.
Emperor An Xi suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a solemn voice, "I want to bury Master Leng in the imperial mausoleum. What does the Imperial Master think is wrong?"
Wu Xiu smiled faintly and said, "The Imperial Master believes that Leng Weidong is a guilty person and he is not worthy of entering the imperial mausoleum!"
"What!?" Emperor An Xi was furious and shouted sternly, "What crime is Master Leng guilty of?"
"The following offender is guilty of speaking treacherously and having evil intentions!" Wu Xiu straightened his neck and said with a sneer.
Small tripe chicken intestines, real small tripe chicken intestines! After hearing the accusations Wu Xiu laid on Leng Weidong, Emperor An Xi became even more disdainful of Tu Zexin's conduct. It’s okay not to spare the living, but Tu Zexin actually didn’t spare the dead. To do things to such an extent is considered a state of affairs.
"The Imperial Mausoleum is the mausoleum of my royal family. Who can be buried and who cannot be buried? It seems that it is not Tu Zexin's turn to dictate, right?" Princess Anqin took over the words and said coldly.
Wu Xiu had already made an excuse and said without hesitation, "The imperial mausoleum is the mausoleum of the royal family, but it is also the feng shui dragon vein of our Tianyun Empire. If unclean people are buried in the imperial mausoleum, wouldn't it pollute the feng shui of the empire? Then The people of the empire are suffering! Therefore, the Imperial Master believes that he must take care of this matter!"
"That's unreasonable! Wu, who do you think is unclean?" I didn't expect that even Leng Weidong was dead, but he still had to endure such an insult. How could Princess Anqin endure it? He opened his mouth and asked sharply.
Wu Xiu had Tu Zexin's support and was unambiguous. He snorted coldly and said, "Leng Weidong is a guilty person, so he is naturally an unclean person! It's too childish for a sinner to be buried in the imperial mausoleum." Bar?"
Wu Xiu's words not only angered Emperor An Xi and Princess An Qin, but also the golden warriors who were responsible for guarding Leng Weidong's coffin. A series of angry curses sounded immediately, and along with the curses, thousands of golden warriors rushed up and surrounded Wu Xiu and the five hundred thousand dragon guards.