The Mad Prince of Tang Dynasty, Inheritance of the Sword Saint at the Beginning

"I suggest that we evacuate first, wait until the surrounding area is cleared, and when it is safe, choose a good day and auspicious day before offering sacrifices."

In Li Shimin's heart, he completely disagreed with Fang Xuanling's opinion.

Sacrifice once and prepare for a long time, one of which is waste of money.

And then choose a good and auspicious day, not knowing where the time is, is the second.

Stopping sacrifices due to personal danger, in the eyes of the common people, is disrespectful to the heaven and the public opinion is not going well, which is the third.

Stopping at this time will cause all kinds of harm but no benefit. Li Shiming may accept Fang Xuanling's suggestion in terms of love and propriety.

The place of sacrifice, in the cellar, was full of murderous aura, but the assassins were hiding very well, and no one knew about it.

Li Shimin looked resolute, holding the sacrificial sword in his hand, and said loudly.

"This time I come to perform the sacrificial ceremony, and I am petitioning the heavens to protect my Tang Dynasty."

"Let the heavens bless me to be immortal for thousands of generations in the Tang Dynasty, immortal for all generations, live the same life as the sky, and live with the earth."

"A mere assassin is just an ant in the dark, how can it shake my determination to petition in name."

Hearing what Li Shimin said, Fang Xuanling was completely dumbfounded.

Which emperor would not cherish his life so much?

Li Shimin's words were simply not something an emperor would say.

Petition for the people, let the heaven bless, and praise it can indeed win the hearts of the people.

But no matter what, His Majesty still has to ensure his own safety.

During the sacrifice, there should be no protection around, and assassins are obviously good at stealth and assassination. Li Shimin stands at the place of sacrifice, which is a bright and living target, just like the scarecrow used in training.

What is the difference between this and courting death.

Fang Xuanling's old face turned bitter, and she couldn't help persuading her.

"Your Majesty has the world in mind, and the heavens know it. If you die, the heavens will mourn you. This is something that no one wants to see."

Li Shimin said to Fang Xuanling with a still indifferent look.

"Only by performing sacrificial rituals in times of crisis can I show my respect to the heavens, and the heavens will respond accordingly, and only then will they bless my Tang Dynasty."

What Li Shimin said was also well-founded, and Fang Xuanling was not given any chance to refute.

Fang Xuanling was numb and felt helpless.

He has no reason to dissuade Li Shimin.

Li Shimin wanted to sacrifice with all his heart, and as the prime minister, he was qualified to step on the stage of sacrifice and accompany him.

But he is only a civil servant, and with his meager strength, he cannot protect Li Shimin in the first place.

At this time Fang Xuanling sighed, it would be great if His Highness the Crown Prince was here.No matter what kind of assassin he is, he will be killed with one sword.

Seeing Li Shimin's determination to sacrifice, all the officials whispered, and the formation was a little messed up.

The sudden assassination shocked everyone.

I am worried about Li Shimin, and I am afraid that I will be killed by the assassin by mistake, but now, Li Shimin still wants to continue offering sacrifices. When I am frightened, I can only pray, God will bless me, and I must not be assassinated again.

Chapter 220 Two True and False Cheng Yaojin

Qin Shubao, Hou Junji, Cheng Yaojin and other generals started to act the moment Li Shimin was assassinated.

Li Jing and Yu Chigong protect Li Shimin's safety.

They lead soldiers to hunt down hidden assassins.

There are many assassins, but they are all idlers. How can they be the opponents of the elite soldiers of the Tang Dynasty.

After a stick of incense, most of the assassins were killed, and a small number escaped, and none of them dared to come again.

Cheng Yaojin knelt down and said.

"Your Majesty, the surrounding assassins have all been wiped out."

Li Shimin nodded, holding the sacrificial sword and said.

"Sure enough, God bless me, Datang, mere assassin, you can't hurt me at all."

Fang Xuanling nodded and said in agreement.

"Your Majesty's wise decision has long been expected, and I admire you."

Just after Fang Xuanling finished speaking, Cheng Yaojin, who lowered his head, suddenly showed a ferocious expression on his face.

Li Shimin was so focused on offering sacrifices that he didn't see this expression.

But Fang Xuanling did notice it, Cheng Yaojin held a double axe in his hand, and slashed towards Li Shimin with all his internal strength.

Fang Xuanling was startled and shouted immediately.

"No, Cheng Yaojin is an assassin!"

After finishing speaking, Fang Xuanling pushed Li Shimin away, trying to block the ax for him.

Cheng Yaojin did not expect Fang Xuanling to have such courage.