A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

Seeing the timid expressions of his ministers, Emperor Yuxuan laughed: "Ahaha, it seems that ruling alone is more majestic and courageous! The rebellious son has lost!"

If they don't support Sikong Yan now, who can they count on to help them if he falls? Seeing the tyrant's smug grin, they really want to change the dynasty today. But there must be a leader, and that is the son of the previous emperor, Sikong Yan! He is the only one who can overthrow the tyrant.

Prime Minister Jiang Cheng walked towards Sizhe. Emperor Yuxuan suddenly saw someone coming forward and his laughter stopped. A cold and sinister look shot towards him, and he thought he could scare him and make him dare not move forward.

But the prime minister ignored him and walked towards Sizhe with firm steps.

Si Zhe was still holding the stones, throwing them one after another, throwing them one after another! He kept laughing and saying, "It's fun, fun, really fun!"

Emperor Yuxuan snorted, fire boiling and smoldering in his chest...

Fan Cheng walked over and squatted down. He didn't know how to guide Xiao Sizhe to recite the poem, so just do it casually!

So he said to Xiao Sizhe: "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven."

Xiao Sizhe immediately replied: "Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one."

"Ahahaha...what kind of poem is this?" Emperor Yuxuan laughed wildly after hearing it?

The ministers trembled and looked at Sikong Yan with hope, to see how he would evaluate.

After Emperor Yuxuan's laughter died down, Sikong Yan coughed twice and said, "I heard that the number one scholar in the imperial examination three years ago was very talented. He offered many strategies to the emperor and was appointed as the Minister of Personnel. May I ask if he is still here?"

The ministers were talking about it. They didn't expect that although the little prince was weak and seemed vulnerable, he still cared about the affairs of the court and the world! It can be seen that he was also ready to go! The Great Zong Kingdom has hope, and the people have hope.

Emperor Yuxuan curled his lips. What was this rebellious son doing? Who did he think he was? His eyes were like the gaze of Yama in hell, so cold and fierce that they stared directly at Han Mingguang. Han Mingguang just glanced at him expressionlessly and walked out from among the ministers.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

Emperor Yuxuan's eyes widened. Han Mingguang dared to call my rebellious son the Crown Prince. Great, no one of you takes me seriously. He couldn't hold back any longer, and slowly raised his palm. The black vortex on his palm became bigger!

Eunuch Yan turned his head and saw him. He immediately hugged his hands and knelt down: "Your Majesty, this is a bet between you and the young prince. Don't be taken seriously by their hypocritical acting! These people cannot be killed. They are still useful to the country!"

Emperor Yuxuan hummed a long sigh, as if he was disappointed. He felt that his throne was crumbling. If he wanted his throne to last forever, he had to learn to endure!

Sikong Yan helped Han Mingguang up. After all, this country was founded by Emperor Yuxuan. These ministers were too impatient, taking advantage of this opportunity and acting so blatantly. If it weren't for Xiao Sizhe, he would probably have become a dead soul at the hands of Emperor Yuxuan.

"Minister Han, get up quickly. Aren't you embarrassing me? I'm not even a prince now, so how can I dare to call you His Royal Highness the Crown Prince? You should still call me Master Yan. I just want Minister Han to tell me whether the words that the Prime Minister just used to guide Si Zhe can be called poetry?"

"Your Highness, as long as a poem has rhythm and rhyme, it can be called poetry! Just look at the simple antithesis between the Prime Minister and Si Zhe, it has rhythm and rhyme! These two simple sentences can be called poetry, they are just incomplete!"

Emperor Yuxuan's nose widened. Everyone ignored him today. It was really outrageous!

Eunuch Yan kept patting his back to comfort him: "Your Majesty, for the sake of your eternal life, you can pretend not to hear or see!"

Emperor Yuxuan was annoyed. With such a big battle in front of him, could he pretend to be blind? Although he asked them to guide him, if the Jinting Immortality Secret was guided out, could he pretend to be deaf? He shook his head and said, "I'm afraid this is not appropriate. If he said something about the Immortality Secret, wouldn't I be unable to hear it?"

"Uh..." Eunuch Yan took a breath and said, "Yes, I was inconsiderate! Then, Your Majesty must listen patiently and don't miss it!"

After listening to Han Mingguang's explanation, Sikong Yan turned to Emperor Yuxuan and said, "Father, please listen carefully. Although this kind of poetry has no meaning, it is poetry!"

Emperor Yu Zhan hummed: "So what you mean is..."

Now that the prime minister has successfully guided him to sing the poem, he can leave the court.

"Isn't this inappropriate? If this is possible, then everyone can do it?" The Imperial Master was very dissatisfied and stepped forward to guide him. He recited Jin Ting's poems, but was hit in the face with stones. He could answer any random sentence and could leave without any risk. He was very dissatisfied and angry.

But Kong Yan smiled and said, "National Master, you are wrong! Not everyone can do it, just like you, the National Master just now."

The Imperial Master glared at Xiao Sizhe with resentment. Xiao Sizhe was still grabbing the stones, throwing them one after another, and saying happily that it was really fun! He turned to Emperor Yuxuan and said, "Your Majesty, I doubt that Xiao Sizhe is crazy at all!"

"Huh?!" After hearing this, Emperor Yuxuan's seven orifices were smoking and he glared at Xiao Sizhe.

Little Sizhe continued to throw stones one after another and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, this is so fun!"

Sikong Yan raised his head and said, "The Imperial Master is really funny. I can't guide Xiao Sizhe's poetry. This shows that I have bad luck. Who can I blame?"

Eunuch Yan whispered in Emperor Yuxuan's ear: "Your Majesty, when the Imperial Master treated Xiao Sizhe, he kept emphasizing that if the meridians were damaged, Xiao Sizhe would lose his memory or go crazy. Now he says that Xiao Sizhe is pretending. It seems that the Imperial Master really doesn't want you to get the secret of immortality!"

The smoke from his seven orifices stopped coming out in an instant. He rolled his eyes and said, "The most important thing for me today is to let him recite poetry. Everything else doesn't matter! Yan'er, continue!"

The Imperial Master Yang glanced at Eunuch Yan and cursed in his heart: This old eunuch!

Yan Gonggongji stretched his neck and stood straight behind the emperor.

Sikong Yan nodded and said, "I, Sikong Yan, cannot take back my words once they are spoken! Prime Minister, you may leave now."

Prime Minister Fan Cheng bowed to Emperor Yuxuan, then bowed to Sizhe, and walked out of the Mingyang Hall generously.

The prime minister was the first to escape the danger of going to court. Many ministers no longer wanted to stay here in fear and vied with each other to step forward to lead him.

"I come!"

A minister came up and squatted in front of Sizhe. He scratched his head and ears and thought for a long time, but didn't know what to say.

The ministers behind him urged him: "Lord Wei, if you don't know how to ask, let me go first!"