Summoning the Strongest Emperor of the Heavens

Shengjing City.

The heat of Situ Ying, a respected and respected veteran of the four dynasties, had not dissipated in front of the hall.

The earth-shattering Fangtian painting halberd in front of the three vermilion gates of the Zongren Mansion has spread throughout Shengjing.

Outside the palace gate, the heads of forty-eight eunuchs and guards fell to the ground, and the dripping blood was terrifying.

No one knows who Liu Yan's butcher knife will fall on next.

In the winery, the self-proclaimed righteous man clapped the table and scolded Liu Yan as a thief.

The next moment, Jinyiwei in flying fish suits filed in.

If you listen again, there will only be wailing and begging for mercy.

Ever since Liu Yan, Tian Prison has also been taken over by Lu Bing's Jin Yiwei.

The depths and emptiness of the past are no longer in the Heavenly Prison, but now it is as lively as a vegetable market.

In the past, only high-ranking officials who committed serious crimes were qualified to be imprisoned here, but now they may be able to enter as long as they drink too much.

And they have only one crime, and that is: offending the Duke of Kaiyang.

Today is Liu Yan's tenth day in Beijing, and some people call it the black tenth day.

Of course, if Liu Yan heard it, he would only laugh disdainfully.

Ten days? This is just the beginning.

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In Hou's study room.

"What's going on in the prison?"

Liu Yan asked while reading the book.

"Report to your lord, the prison is full."

After Lu Bing finished speaking, Liu Yan also looked away from the book.

"Really? That's fine."

The corner of Liu Yan's mouth evoked a sinister smile, and continued:

"Let Liu Zhong help me prepare the court clothes, and send a letter to the palace by the way, and the morning court will start tomorrow."

"No!"

Lu Bing left, and Liu Yan also put down the book in his hand.

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Inside the Miyagi.

Hua Xiong, dressed in dark silver armor, stood in front of the hall with a knife, like a god.

There was a little bit of fierceness oozing out of his body, and every minister who walked in front of him couldn't help shivering.

Soon all the ministers at the point had arrived at the main hall.

Then Chu Yuanqi also walked in through the side door wearing a royal robe.

Everyone in the audience, Liu Yan, has not arrived yet.

Chu Yuanqi, who was on the throne, could only hold back the anger in his heart.

But after anger comes deep powerlessness.

At this moment, the figure of Liu Yan in a black court dress slowly appeared.

And Hua Xiong, who just started seeing Chu Yuanqi and just looked at him coldly, knelt down and saluted in Liu Yan's direction with a plop.

At the same time, he shouted in his own loud voice:

"Marquis Kaiyang, here!"

Huaxiong's cultivation base has already spread throughout Miyagi.

The faces of the ministers in the upper class also changed, some were angry, some were helpless, and some wanted to please.

Of course, the most depressing one is Chu Yuanqi.

How could he not see that this was humiliating himself, but he didn't dare to attack.

Song Ji and his army of 600,000 had vanished into thin air. Under Murong Shi's continuous siege of the city, the remaining soldiers were less than 10,000 and they had just been wounded. They were completely powerless in front of Liu Yan's army, and the guards in the palace were also killed. Huaxiong's Xiliang army replaced most of them.

As for his last trump card, the Zongren Mansion was also blocked by Liu Yan.

Now, Chu Yuanqi, bluntly said that his life was in Liu Yan's hands.

At this time, no one would hate Liu Yan more than Chu Yuanqi.

He, Chu Yuanqi, was suppressed by his father and king before, and just after he ascended the throne, he encountered his uncle's rebellion. He was assassinated in public at the ceremony. Now that the city is in danger, Liu Yan, a bloodthirsty wolf, has entered the house.

Thinking of him, the dignified king of a country, he hasn't raised his eyebrows for a day since he ascended the throne.

So he hates it!

Although Chu Yi pressed him, he also passed the throne to him. Although King Yunlan rebelled and the assassin stabbed him, he still had the majesty of a king.

Only Liu Yan, that was an insult to trample himself under his feet, that was trampling on the majesty of his king.

This was absolutely unbearable for him.

And what is more humiliating than these is now, the powerlessness that cannot be resisted.

"Yo, Your Majesty doesn't seem to be looking very well?"

Liu Yan, who swaggered up to the front of the hall, looked at Chu Yuanqi with a gloomy face on the throne and said quite jokingly.

Chu Yuanqi was even more annoyed when he heard the words, but he also understood that it was him who had turned against Liu Yan at this time.

He saw the fierce eyes of Hua Xiong, who was holding a long sword outside the hall.

"Liu Aiqing is joking, I'm not bad there."

Chu Yuanqi showed a stiff smile, his face full of distress.

"Really? That's fine."

Liu Yan laughed, the expression between his brows and eyes seemed to be somewhat kind.

But none of the people present had such an idea.

This is the person who forced Situ Ying to death on the first day of the court, and there is still blood in the gap in the floor in front of the hall!

Not to mention the forty-eight human heads still floating in the ditch outside the gate of the palace city.

"Today the courtier has something to report to His Majesty."

As Liu Yan said, two soldiers came from outside the hall, each holding a pile of papers and walking in.

Seeing the strange smile on Liu Yan's face, the ministers present couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

"What's the matter?" Chu Yuanqi asked.

Liu Yan didn't answer, but picked out a volume of papers and said, "Is Lord Hu Chong here?"

At this time, one of the courtiers, a weak-looking minister, came out in panic.

"You are?" Liu Yan looked at the minister and asked.

The minister nodded and said, "I, I am."

Liu Yan glanced around, then said slowly:

"Master Hu Chong, a 21-year-old Zhongjinshi, was a prison secretary at the age of 25, and is now a 47-year-old prison secretary. During his tenure, he accepted 150,000 taels of silver as bribes~www.readwn.com~ Sixty-six death row inmates have been replaced by private release, 836 cases of torture have been committed, and more than 2,000 prisoners have died under their command.

After Liu Yan finished speaking, Hu Chong's face was instantly pale, his legs were weak and he collapsed to the ground.

And the other ministers were also talking about it.

There are believers and those who don't, but Liu Yan's eyes are always on Chu Yuanqi on the throne.

Chu Yuanqi also had mixed feelings in his heart.

Has Hu Chong ever done any of these things? Of course he did, otherwise he wouldn't be like this.

And Chu Yuanqi also knew something about it. When he was still a princeling, Hu Chong was his iron core, but he didn't take it seriously.

But at this moment, Liu Yan suddenly mentioned this in the courtroom, what did he want to do?

"This, this is temporarily held in Heavenly Prison?"

When King Tang Sheng wanted to deal with a minister, he still used a negotiating tone. Chu Yuanqi himself understood that it was ridiculous, and he was also annoyed, but he could only do that.

"Your Majesty, the Heavenly Prison is full."

Liu Yan's words surprised Chu Yuanqi.

What? Is the prison full?

But Chu Yuanqi didn't dare to ask further, so he continued to ask: "Then Liu Aiqing, what do you mean?"

"I think it's time to kill."

Liu Yan's calm voice fell.

Everyone in the hall understood.

Liu Yan's butcher's knife was finally about to fall.

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