Liaozhai Great Sage

And these people can't make a fortune.

"Third Prince, you came a little late, because your late arrival almost fell short of your success. If you knew how to do it, you shouldn't have transferred so many experts to you."

With a cold face, Li Xiuyuan put Tai'a sword back into the scabbard, then reached out and pulled out the arrows shot on his arms and legs, and then circulated the breath in his body to tighten the wound and temporarily stop the bleeding.

Ancient warriors were able to survive dozens of arrows and still fight fiercely for half a day because their martial arts had been practiced to the peak, and they could control their internal strength to tighten their flesh and prevent themselves from bleeding to death. Soon he would fall dead.

Zhao Jing smiled awkwardly: "Master Li, I have tried my best, but I have encountered some obstacles on the road. Thanks to Yan Chixia's help, otherwise I have not entered the imperial city so quickly. Yan Chixia, is that right?"

"On the way, I met a demon fairy of the Wutong sect. Fortunately, he didn't know my skills, so he was beheaded by my sword pill, and he won a round by luck." Yan Chixia looked a little unhappy, and he said very solemnly: " There are also arrangements for the National Teacher, although there are not many, but it also delays the time here."

The sword fairy has practiced a Taoism to the extreme, and its power is astonishing, but Yan Chixia's ability to cut off the head of the demon fairy with a flying sword is indeed mostly due to luck.

"So that's the case. No wonder I didn't meet a demon fairy from the Wutong Sect before, so I went to your side." Li Xiuyuan didn't pursue Zhao Jing's fault; "Since the general situation is set, what are you waiting for? Prince, let’s go to Zichen Palace together, and meet your royal father.”

"Everything is up to Mr. Li." The third prince Zhao Jing was excited and at the same time kept his posture very low, not daring to show Li Xiuyuan any face.

Because whether it is to enter the imperial city, or to support himself as the emperor, he needs to rely on Li Xiuyuan's strength.

It is absolutely impossible to rely on him alone.

"Where are Fu Qingfeng and Fu Yuechi? How are they doing?" Suddenly, Li Xiuyuan remembered something and asked immediately.

One of his subordinates said: "General, because the situation is dangerous, Master Sha Jin sent someone to send his wife away immediately. He should have already left the capital and went to Jinling City. Do you want the general to recover?"

"No need, Sha Jin did the right thing. The situation is unclear and the general trend is uncertain. It is indeed a wise choice to send them away." Li Xiuyuan nodded in agreement.

Because I wasn't sure if I would win at the time, and if I lost, I could save the lives of the two of them.

"General, please get on your horse." At this time, a soldier brought a horse and said respectfully.

Li Xiuyuan's Longju should have escorted Fu Qingfeng and Fu Yuechi away, and he is not around now.

Nodding his head, he took the reins, got on his horse, and immediately said: "Mao Wu, leave 1000 troops to take over the defense of the imperial city, and the rest will follow me into the imperial city."

"Yes, General." Mao Wu replied excitedly.

The imperial city of the Great Song Dynasty was actually beaten down by myself and others relying on 2000 troops. If I didn't experience it personally, or heard it, I thought it was a dream.

7 Chapter Eighty

The golden body of the national teacher was broken, the demon body was beheaded, and his whereabouts are unknown.

The gate of the imperial city was breached, and the sound of the rolling iron hooves of the rebel army was heard from far and near, and it continued to enter the Zichen Palace. Such a scene shocked the civil and military officials in the Zichen Palace, their faces were pale and their hearts were jumping.

Even Zhao Guanjia, who was sitting on the throne, was full of fear, and cold sweat broke out on his face.

Only Mr. Yang is still calm, but there is still a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth: "Since the Great Song Dynasty was passed down, is it finally time to usher in a change of dynasty? I didn't expect this old man to see this moment with his own eyes. This old man is here in court. What is the reason for fighting for most of my life...Every day, the sky is falling, and everything is lost."

He is already determined to die. Under the change of dynasty, his Zhongshu Province will not end well anyway. No new emperor will use the officials of the old dynasty.

"Is this the palace?"

"In front of you is the place where the emperor went to court. It's really magnificent, resplendent and resplendent. The roof is all glazed tiles. It's so damn valuable."

"Tsk tsk, my life is worth it. I never thought that one day I would be able to walk up to this legendary golden palace and see the emperor."

Some noisy and excited voices sounded outside.

Soon, a group of people walked through the steps and came to the outside of the Zichen Hall, blocking the entire gate of the hall.

The shaking of weapons, the neighing of war horses, and the strong smell of blood spread over the surface, all of which proved that this group of people came here after a brutal fight.

The leader is a tall, handsome, majestic young man, wearing a black armor, stained with blood, with a sword around his waist. No one dared to look at him.

And the third prince Zhao Jing, who was wearing a yellow brocade suit beside him, also became a foil. He was inconspicuous in front of this person, and even walked a few steps behind this person involuntarily.

Li Xiuyuan~!

The hearts of all civil and military officials were terrified, and they all watched him strode into the Zichen Palace in great fear.

The reason for their fear is nothing else, but that they are all descendants of the national teacher Cihang, and they are centipede spirits with good morals. At the moment, they are just hiding in the bodies of civil and military officials. Now that the ancestors have been killed, it is this saint on earth , their fate can be imagined.

"Ta, Tata~!"

In the spacious and bright Zichen Hall, only the sound of Li Xiuyuan's striding footsteps echoed.

The soldiers under his command consciously did not follow, but entered from a side door, surrounding the entire Zichen Palace.

In front is the Dragon Chair and the Golden Palace. It is a great blessing for them to be able to come in. As for where ordinary people can go, only generals are qualified to stand on it.

Li Xiuyuan walked all the way, the hearts of civil and military officials were full of fear, they were silent and at a loss.

But right now, he doesn't pay attention to those frightened civil and military officials. These are all transformed by the harmful centipede spirit. Sooner or later, they will all be killed. What he has to do now is another thing.

Without hesitation, Li Xiuyuan supported Tai'a sword and walked directly to Zhao Guan's house who was sitting on the dragon chair.

Seeing him approaching with his sword in hand, Zhao Guanjia thought he was going to kill him, and immediately his face turned ashen-colored from fright, trembling, without the slightest attitude of an emperor.

"You, you..." His lips moved slightly, wanting to call Li Xiuyuan back, but he was so nervous that he couldn't speak.

Just when Li Xiuyuan was about to walk up the steps to the Golden Palace, Master Yang stood up and shouted: "Li Xiuyuan, what do you want to do? You can't rebel."

Since the country is about to perish, how can there not be a few loyal ministers and good generals to stand up and die for the country.

Master Yang knows that he is going to die, why not leave a good name in the world.

"rebel?"

Li Xiuyuan suddenly stopped, looked at him, and then a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "The emperor's star is swaying, the world is against it, the White Lotus Sect can be against it, the Maitreya Sect can be against it, Li Liangjin can be against it, the national teacher Cihang can be against it...why I can't rebel? The reason why I rebelled today is that Zhao Guan's family doesn't have any idea in your heart?"

"Officer Zhao, you are really cruel. Even if I killed a beauty in your harem and a servant, you don't think about the tricks in it. A glass of poisoned wine will kill me. I really think that the world is really surnamed. Ah Zhao, even if you want to kill me, you have to be dismissed from office and sent to prison, and a thorough investigation will be carried out. After all, I have also pacified the Nine Mountain Kings for you, the Zhao family, and stabilized half of your country, and I have worked hard."

"Zhen, I was persecuted..." Zhao Guanjia tremblingly replied.

Li Xiuyuan said: "Persecuted? Hehe, since you, the emperor, are so easily forced to issue an edict, I will force you to make another edict today. I think you don't mind the official."

"You, what order do you want me to make?" Zhao Guanjia asked in horror.

Li Xiuyuan said coldly: "It is the will of abdicating the throne."

"Li Xiuyuan, you rebellious minister and traitor, you actually want to usurp the throne, this old man fights with you." Master Yang was furious, he roared and hit Li Xiuyuan.

But before taking two steps, he was pinned to the ground by the soldiers behind him.

Li Xiuyuan glanced lightly; "Master Yang, why are you so excited when you are old? You want to be that loyal minister who died for the country, but I won't let you, lest you still have a name in history. You are the provincial order of the Central Committee. This abdication is the imperial edict." It's up to you to write."

"Li Xiuyuan, kill this old man, I would rather die than write for you." Master Yang shouted fiercely.