......

The Secretariat made Liu Zhe's eyes turbid but his shiny and restrained. His gray beard trembled and he sighed a long time.

Although he has always been very accurate in his eyes and knows that King Xiaoyao is different from each other, he did not expect that King Xiaoyao has done so many things that eroded Daxia in recent years.

He also felt a hint of relief and regret, pleased that there are talents like Zhao Wujiang in Daxia now. It is regret that Zhao Wujiang was born too late, and that no one in his descendants can compare with Zhao Wujiang in terms of cleverness and transparency.

After Dugu Yihe carried it with one hand, he knew much better than Liu Zhe about what Xuanyuan Yuheng did, but he didn't expect that there were so many things.

He felt deeply moved. Zhao Wujiang did not discuss this matter with him, but he did not feel dissatisfied or careless, but sighed.

Sighing Zhao Wujiang's courage and his will tone.

If Zhao Wujiang discussed this matter with him and Liu Zhe, it would be easier, but Zhao Wujiang did not.

Because once this matter occurs, the purging of the court will eliminate many of Xuanyuan Yuheng's gangs, and will also make many ministers who care about Xuanyuan Yuheng's treacherous minds.

This will be hostile to Xuanyuan Yuheng, and will be regarded as a thorn in the eyes, and will find ways to erase it.

If Zhao Wujiang didn't discuss it with them, he would win the hatred alone, which was a kind of righteousness to protect others.

I don’t know if you are young or strong or have a strong family and country, but your heart is full of hills and valleys... Dugu Yihe shook his head and sighed.

"My Lord of Dali Temple!" The empress was majestic and angry.

"I am here!" Dali Temple Minister and his wife stood out of the queue, their eyebrows were angry and their expressions were respectful. Xuanyuan Yuheng's actions made him feel quite ashamed.

"I ordered you to lead the Dali Temple to thoroughly investigate the incident of King Xiaoyao and find out the truth!"

"The old minister received the order!"

The minister of Dali Temple said in a deep voice. He understood that the biggest reason why this matter was not handed over to the Ministry of Justice and Jingzhao Yin Mansion, but only handed it to the Dali Temple was that the Minister of Justice and Jingzhao Yin were both kneeling in the middle of the court, and they were both fans of Xuanyuan Yuheng.

The Empress shook her sleeve and said angrily:

"Retreat!"

......

Today is the end of time.

The wind from Wangzhou blows to Lingnan.

Lingnan has many mountains and an unknown mountain range.

Xuanyuan Yuheng and the two elders from southern Xinjiang have arrived in Lingnan and walked in the lush forests.

In the past two days, Xuanyuan Yuheng has been receiving bad news, such as the "Demon-killing Ceremony" that Jianghu has already organized, calling on people from the world to kill him, the practitioner of Star-absorbing Technique.

For example, Qianlong Sect and the gang members within the sect are being strangled by people from the world.

These are nothing to Xuanyuan Yuheng. He has swallowed the life essence and cultivation of many powerful people. He only needs to be refined one by one after another. By then, his cultivation will naturally increase by a lot. If the gang members die, they will die.

But just now, the person who inquired about the news sent another message back.

His identity as the royal prince of the Great Xia family has been exposed. Now everyone in the world knows that he is called Xuanyuan Yuheng, the famous Xiaoyao King in Daxia.

But now, this reputation has become a mess and everyone is calling for it.

He finally felt extremely angry, and he kept shooting his cultivation, and towering trees fell from time to time in the lush forest.

He worked hard for many years to create a character, but he did not expect that he would be destroyed in one day. He could tolerate him being chased as a faceless person and even the leader of the Qianlong Sect, but he could not tolerate him being chased as the King of Xiaoyao.

For him, these are two different meanings.

"Who is it! Who is it!" Xuanyuan Yuheng roared repeatedly, Wangzhou and his party seemed to have stepped into a mechanism that had been designed long ago. He was first accused of taking away the "Prajna Sutra of the Formless Prajna Sutra", and then his identity was pointed out.

One thing after another followed, and he finally broke his defense:

"Who is it! Who are you!"

...

"It's me."

Zhao Wujiang stood at the door of the imperial study room. Since the morning court ended today, the empress has been hiding in the imperial study room and has never returned to the Yangxin Hall. Naturally, he understood that the empress was evading the bet.

The empress pretended to be majestic in the room came from the room:

"I am handling the memorial, don't disturb me!"

"It's okay, I'll wait for you." Zhao Wujiang smiled faintly.

...The empress gritted her teeth and clenched her fists.

Zhao Wujiang's devil's whispering bet did not make her feel difficult to speak or difficult to do.
Chapter completed!