The main hall, which used to be magnificent and full of jade corridors and pavilions, now seems to have experienced the erosion of thousands of years. Although it cannot be called dilapidated, it is no longer as luxurious and majestic as Zhao He saw more than ten years ago.
In the empty and spacious hall, hundreds of courtiers stood neatly on both sides of the jade steps below the throne.
Each of them looked solemn and dignified, and their gazes moved slowly along with the footsteps of Yuan Jiang and Zhao He walking in the corridor in the middle hall of the temple.
Shan Yin sat high on the throne, and a little behind him was a slightly smaller throne, on which sat Queen Wan Yuansa.
The commander of the inner court guards, wearing a helmet and pierced armor, stands in front of the left side of Shan Yin's throne, and four other inner court guards stand at the four corners of the high platform.
Originally there were forty guards guarding the place.
But Shan Qiao believes that the capital is the core of the kingdom, and there is no safer place in the entire kingdom than here.
Therefore, when he left, he removed most of the master guards in the royal palace and went to fight on the northern front, leaving only a few weaker guards as guards of honor.
If it weren't for the loyalty of the commander of the imperial guards, Shan Qiao would have even taken him away.
"Ta-ta~ta-ta~ta-ta~"
Accompanied by the sound of Kong Jie's footsteps, Yuan Jiang led Zhao He to the jade steps under the throne and stood still.
Yuan Jiang bowed his hands and saluted Shan Yin.
"Your Majesty! I have brought the guilty minister Zhao He!"
Shan Yin nodded, a blush flashed across his slightly haggard face, and he couldn't help but cover his mouth and cough a few times.
"Ahem~~Ahem~~"
After a heartbreaking cough passed, Shan Yin finally regained his breath and managed to pull himself together to look at Zhao He, who was standing silently below.
"Zhao He! Do you know your guilt?"
Zhao He looked up at the king of the kingdom on the throne who seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind.
The leader of the kingdom's billions of people is actually such a weak man as a sick man?
He could crush him to death with just one finger, but he sent himself to death row with just a piece of paper.
If there was no place where I could be used, I would have been tortured by the 'bone-corroding wind' day and night in that dark place for the rest of my life.
Why can he decide his life or death with just one word?
At this moment, Zhao He suddenly felt a sense of injustice in his heart.
When a person possesses power that far exceeds that of others, he will inevitably be dissatisfied with the various rules and regulations that are trapped within him.
These rules and regulations wrapped around his body like ropes, making him feel trapped and unable to let go.
This is how the earliest practitioners came into being.
Because you have power, you don’t want to be ordinary. Because you have power, you don’t want to live under others for a long time.
Zhao He looked at the haggard and frail sick man on the throne, and a thought suddenly came to his mind.
How can I, a great man, be bound by the hands of a sick man?
Since the Shan clan could seize the throne of the Yan clan back then, why can't I take his place instead!
Thinking about this for the rest of his life, Zhao He's heart couldn't help but beat fast.
In Zhang Ke's dream, when Liu Bang and Xiang Yu saw the spectacular scene of the First Emperor's tour, the former exclaimed, "A man should be like this"! And the latter said: "He can take his place!"
This is the yearning and envy of two unparalleled heroes from the bottom of their hearts.
Zhao He's thoughts at this moment were just like those of Liu Bang and Xiang Yu.
During the more than ten years that he was imprisoned in the heavenly prison, the 'bone-corroding wind' at two o'clock every day was like countless sharp blades, peeling off his skin, muscles, bones, and soul layer by layer.
Every time at this time, he felt like he was being bullied.
And every time he was tortured, the hatred and resentment in his heart would grow.
Zhao He regretted his action of returning to the capital that day countless times.
He originally thought that his honest and aboveboard admission of wrongdoing would be admired and admired by others.
In his view, victory or defeat is a common thing in military affairs. No one can guarantee that he will never lose a battle. Moreover, his defeat in that battle was not caused by his own command error but by accident.
Now that he has admitted his mistake, the worst he can do is to be reprimanded.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he returned to the capital, he would be thrown into a prison. If his father-in-law had not begged for mercy, he might not even be able to save his life.
At this moment, he still remembered his extremely frightened and embarrassed look, which he regarded as the greatest shame in his life.
Two days ago, when Yuan Jiang informed the king that he was temporarily pardoned for his crimes, the first thought in Zhao He's heart was not happiness and gratitude, but a kind of resentment from the depths of his soul.
This resentment is not only directed at the king Shan Yin, but also includes his father-in-law, wife, family, close friends and everyone in the kingdom.
When he returned to the capital, everyone blamed themselves for the defeat. Why did no one say a good word for themselves?
After being thrown into a prison, why didn’t any of his relatives and friends come to save him?
Why is everyone getting worse?
Not only did this trace of resentment not disappear after two days of settling, but it increased several times the moment he saw Shan Yin.
Zhao He never looked for the reasons in himself, but put all the faults on others.
In his inner world, he is the core of the world, everyone should survive around him, and everyone should be willing to dedicate and pay for himself.
From being a hero admired by thousands of people to becoming a prisoner of his subordinates, not everyone can bear this kind of psychological blow.
Especially after learning in the past two days that Huo Wugou, who was as famous as himself, had achieved extraordinary results on the Western Front.
He actually blocked the attack of 18 million people by himself, and won the prestigious title of "Iron Wall", which made Zhao He even more psychologically unbalanced.
Coupled with more than ten years of imprisonment and torture day and night, Zhao He's psychology became distorted unconsciously.
At this moment, when he heard the question from King Shan Yin, Zhao He had thoughts that he shouldn't have in his heart.
And when he saw the only five inner court guards in front of the throne, this idea grew rapidly.
Shan Yin's question echoed in the empty hall.
Everyone in the hall was looking at Zhao He intently, and they were all curious about what Zhao He would say.
After Shan Yin asked the question, Zhao He neither responded immediately nor saluted Shan Yin, but stood silently, motionless like a wooden stake.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Seeing this scene, Yuan Jiang's heart tightened slightly, and he turned around and motioned Zhao He to kneel down and thank him with his angry eyes.
As for the expression he showed at this time, Zhao He seemed not to see it, or in other words, although he saw it, he was not prepared to respond.
Shan Yin raised his eyebrows and asked in a deep voice for the second time:
"Zhao He! Do you know your guilt?"
Zhao He looked up at the figure on the throne, was silent for a moment, and suddenly let out a chuckle.
"Haha~~!"
In a solemn and solemn place like the Suzaku Hall, he suddenly burst out into inappropriate laughter, which immediately made everyone in the hall look at him.
Zhao He's laughter was as gentle as a whisper at first, but after a few breaths, his laughter became wild and unbridled.
"Haha~~! Convinced?
Hahaha~~~! May I ask Your Majesty, what crime have I committed?"
Zhao He suddenly shouted sharply at Shan Yin.
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of many courtiers in the palace changed drastically.
The eyes of the commander of the inner court guards flashed twice, he took a step forward and shouted loudly:
"Zhao He, you actually dare to roar in front of the king.
Come, capture the guilty minister Zhao He!"
“Here—!”
The four inner court guards at the four corners of the throne agreed and rushed in front of Zhao He. A ball of golden light burst out from their palms and locked onto Zhao He's arms and legs.
This time, the sky is up and down, as fast as a flash of lightning.
Yuan Jiang was shocked and quickly defended Zhao He:
"Your Majesty, Zhao He has just come out of the prison and has not yet been able to adjust..."
Before he could finish speaking, a white sword light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, as fast as lightning flashing in the dark.
The next second, he watched as the upper bodies of the four inner court guards suddenly broke and fell into eight pieces on the ground.
"Ah~~! Zhao He, what are you doing?"
"Zhao He, how dare you do such a reckless thing?"
Some courtiers exclaimed in disbelief.
Dozens of other courtiers shouted loudly:
"Escort——!"
Dozens of rays of light instantly rose up in the hall, and a famous civil servant and military general activated his bloodline magical power and rushed to the jade steps to block the throne.
But there were also dozens of courtiers who showed a hint of hesitation and quietly retreated.
The moment the commander of the inner court guards felt the vibration of the heaven and earth's vitality, he rushed to Shan Yin, opened his hands, and a ball of light golden light burst out from his palms, protecting him, the king Shan Yin, and the queen Wan Yuansa.
At the same time, he quietly activated his secret skills and notified the imperial guards on duty outside the palace to come and escort him.
At the same time, seeing the imperial guard being killed, Shan Yin's heart felt as if someone had suddenly grasped it, and his blood froze.
Yuan Jiang stared blankly at the bright red blood stains on the floor of the hall, feeling dazed for a while and feeling that the blood color continued to expand, seeming to drown him.
"Zhao He, you...do you know what you are doing?"
There were murmurs coming from his mouth.
Zhao He shook off the space blade condensed by the 'space crack' magical power in his hand.
Looking at the large corpse lying at his feet, Shan Yin with a look of fear on his face, and the many nervous-looking courtiers in front of him, a feeling of joy suddenly poured into his heart.
"哐——!"
The door of the Suzaku Hall was violently knocked open from the outside, and dozens of armored inner court guards rushed in.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang~~Qiang Qiang Qiang~~"
Straight rays of cold light flashed from the hands of many guards, and in addition, clusters of glowing light burst out from the heart of each guard.
The vitality of heaven and earth is shaking violently, and dozens of magical powers will be released in an instant.
At this moment, Zhao He suddenly felt that he was being targeted by dozens of attacks.
Zhao He snorted coldly, flicked his left sleeve outward, and a translucent space ripple spread out like water.
"bass--!"
A sound like tearing cloth was heard. After the ripples of space swept across the necks of the dozens of fully-armed imperial guards, their heads seemed to be cut off by invisible blades, and they were rolling on the ground.
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Dozens of blood fountains spurted out from the necks of the guards who were standing alone. After a moment, they fell to the ground one by one.
At this time, there were shadowy figures outside the hall and an unknown number of inner court guards broke into the hall.
Zhao He opened his right hand, and a ball of gray air flew away from his hand and flew to the door of Suzaku Hall.
"Peng~!"
The gray air mass exploded and immediately condensed into an indestructible stone wall, completely blocking the entrance to the hall.
The stones used in the construction of the Suzaku Hall were all hard special strips of stone. In order to ensure safety, Zhang Ke was asked to design the 'Little Diamond Pan Talisman Array', which can be said to be extremely strong.
Except for the entrance and exit of the main hall, it is difficult for even the True Lord Yuanshen to break through the other walls and roofs in a short time.
But at this time, the door was suddenly blocked by Zhao He using his magical power to 'turn gas into stone', which made it impossible for the inner court guards outside the palace to enter to rescue him.
When Zhao He was using his magical powers, dozens of civil servants and generals each used their magical powers to attack Zhao He.
A series of flying stones, golden swords, and fire snakes flew through the air with shining light, and there were also a series of electric lights, and shadow shuttles flew towards Zhao He with the sound of thunder and whistling.
However, he saw Zhao He's figure swaying, and a circle of gray-white wind swirled on the surface of his body. No matter what kind of attack came, it was restored to the vitality of heaven and earth by the swirling wind.
It has to be said that Zhao He has outstanding talent. When he was in Tianlao and was being blown by the 'bone-corroding wind', he actually realized a variety of magical powers.
At this moment, he is using the magical power 'Great Wind Scroll' that combines offense and defense. When it rotates, it can destroy and restore the condensed vitality of heaven and earth. It is quite powerful.
After Zhao He sealed the door of the Suzaku Hall with one blow, he turned around and walked towards the throne step by step with dozens of magical powers.
"Boom boom boom——"
A series of magical powers exploded on his body with shining spiritual light, but they could not hurt him in the slightest.
Zhao He shouted loudly and asked as he walked forward:
"While I was fighting desperately with the enemy, you were having fun with women in the palace!
When thousands of soldiers and civilians are being ravaged by the iron hoof of the enemy, you are having a banquet with others in the Zhuge Hall!
When countless people lack food, clothing, and warmth, and suffer from hunger and cold, you are drinking and having fun in the warm tent of the Chinese courtyard, living in a state of intoxication!
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Shan Yin——!
Let's see!
Such a prosperous and prosperous kingdom has actually become the object of wanton ravage by other countries in your hands!
Listen to it!
The cries and howls of hundreds of millions of people are all accusations of your incompetence!
Today you ask me if I know my sin?
Okay, I will tell you today...
I, Zhao He, am not guilty!"
Zhao He looked excited, waving his arms vigorously and roaring loudly. With each step he spoke, he released the resentment and jealousy deep in his heart at this moment.
A courtier standing in front of the throne knew that his attack could not harm Zhao He.
So in the midst of the shouts, rays of rays of light condensed in front of him layer by layer, forming a lotus-shaped defensive light curtain, covering himself and others together with the monarch Shan Yin.
This is a group defense formation that the practitioners of the Suzaku Kingdom derived from the "join forces and gather strength" formation, and is practiced by all high-ranking officials in the kingdom.
Upon hearing Zhao He's question, Shan Yin suddenly stood up from the throne and shouted angrily:
"Zhao He, don't speculate on others based on your own assumptions.
Gu rested for less than three hours every day, and spent all his time reviewing memorials and governing this huge country with his ministers.
You said Gu has never fought with the enemy, but Gu has seven sons, six daughters and thirty-one grandchildren. Now, only one son, two daughters and four grandsons are serving as filial piety, and the rest have all died in the battle.
You said that Lonely Queen drank and had fun all day long, but Queen Lonely fainted from hunger several times in order to save some food for the frontline soldiers.
You said that I am well-dressed and well-fed and don’t know the sufferings of the world..."
Shan Yin stretched out his hand and suddenly opened his clothes, revealing his skinny and naked body in front of everyone.
He patted his chest and said:
"Let's see!
I also don’t have enough to eat and have no clothes to wear!
For the sake of your own reputation, you made a gentleman's agreement with the enemy on the battlefield, which resulted in the burial of hundreds of thousands of soldiers.
When you dreamed back at midnight, did you hear the curses and hatred of those hundreds of thousands of soldiers? Have you ever thought about the relatives of those hundreds of thousands of soldiers who shed tears all day long because of you?
Today, you actually dare to shamelessly and openly say that you are not guilty!
Zhao He!
Among the countless creatures in the world, Wei'er is the most shameless!"
Shan Yin's angry rebuke was like a thorn piercing Zhao He's heart, making all his words to excuse himself become the laughing stock of others.
He understood that with Shan Yin's words, after today, his name would be nailed to the pillar of shame forever, allowing future generations to spit on and cast aside him.
And if you want to change all this, there is only one way.
Rewrite history!
The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit!
Only the winner can set rules, overturn all unfavorable words, and write his own legend.
Thinking of this, Zhao He shook his right hand forward.
A circle of gray-white translucent air waves rushed forward, and the defensive light curtain condensed by dozens of courtiers was washed out into ripples.
Dozens of people were shaken by the ripples and couldn't help but retreat.
Zhao He moved forward step by step. Due to years of learning since childhood, even if he knew that his actions were wrong, he would still find an honest reason to act.
"Shan Yin——!
This is a world where the weak eat the strong. Only the strong can dominate everything, and only the strong can lead the nation to become stronger.
Just like a herd of beasts in the jungle, the leader is always the strongest!
You can't bring peace to the country with your letters, and you can't rule your country with your weapons. You can become the leader of hundreds of millions of people just by your birth.
Why do you sit on the throne and decide the life and death of others with just one word?
The first generation monarch of this country was the Flame Red Silkworm. It was your ancestor, Shanqiao, who secretly used conspiracy and tricks to force the monarch to abdicate, and that is why your Shan clan became what it is today.
As the saying goes, if virtue is not matched, there will be disaster!
It is precisely because of the cause and effect created by your Shan clan that the "Lihun Mountain" and "Wanling Tribe" launched a large-scale attack on our country, resulting in the destruction of all living beings.
Since you, the Shan Clan, were able to force the Flame Red Silkworm to take the Zen position back then, then today I will also learn from your Shanqiao Ancestor..."
Zhao He took a deep breath and shouted boldly:
"I, Zhao He, pray for the lives of hundreds of millions of people, and ask Shan Yin to meditate here!"
The sound was like thunder, deafening, and countless echoes echoed in the hall.
"I, Zhao He, pray for the lives of hundreds of millions of people, and ask Shan Yin to meditate here!"
"I, Zhao He, pray for the lives of hundreds of millions of people, and ask Shan Yin to meditate here!"
"I, Zhao He, plead for the lives of hundreds of millions of people, please..."
Hearing Zhao He's loud shout, the faces of many courtiers in the palace changed drastically. From then on, they knew about Zhao He's ambition.
Everyone couldn't help but look at Zuo Prime Minister Yuan Jiang.
Zhao He's ability to stand in the Suzaku Hall at this time is entirely due to Yuan Jiang's unremitting recommendation over the past few years.
'Could it be that Yuan Jiang was planning a rebellion a few years ago?'
All the courtiers cast suspicion on Yuan Jiang, but they saw that Yuan Jiang's face was so black that a layer of ash could be scraped off his face.
Due to some suspicion in their hearts, the layers of light curtains condensed by everyone suddenly appeared to have flaws.
Zhao He was extremely sensitive to vitality and seized the opportunity to slap six palms in a row.
'Hoo~~ho~~ho~~!'
Six gray translucent air masses hit various nodes of the lotus defense light curtain one after another.
"Boom boom boom——!"
Dozens of light curtains exploded into hundreds of streams of light and scattered in all directions.
The courtiers gushed blood and were thrown everywhere, and the layers of lotus light curtains immediately dissipated.
At this moment, the only thing standing in front of Shan Yin was the commander of the inner court guards and the defensive light curtain he struggled to open.
"Boom-boom-boom-"
At the main entrance of the Suzaku Hall, magical powers crazily hit the stone wall built by Zhao He from the outside.
Zhao He looked back at the stone wall, which was harder than steel, with a smile on his lips.
He turned his head again and strode towards the throne.
Suddenly, a figure blocked the stone steps under the throne.
Yuan Jiang!
Zhao He raised his eyebrows. He deliberately deviated from Yuan Jiang in the attack just now, but unexpectedly he was blocking in front of him at this moment.
Zhao He arched his hands in front of him and said in a deep voice:
"My father-in-law, why did you stop me from killing the faint king?"
Zhao He was now shameless and put himself on the highest moral level regardless.
When things developed to this point, Yuan Jiang knew that it was useless to say anything at this moment, so he just said calmly:
"If you want to harm Your Majesty, just step on my corpse!"
Zhao He smiled slightly and said softly:
"Zhang Yue, why are you doing this? Anyway, I was able to leave the prison only with your help.
No matter how you protect this foolish king now, you will be dead tomorrow.
For the sake of these hundreds of millions of people, why don’t my father-in-law help me? Then, wouldn’t it be wonderful for you and my father-in-law to be in charge of state affairs together?”
Yuan Jiang said in a deep voice:
"Rebellious ministers and traitors will be punished by everyone..."
Before he could finish speaking, his eyes suddenly lit up, and an extremely bright white light penetrated into his chest. A moment later, a trace of blood smeared across his chest, and Yuan Jiang collapsed softly to the ground.
Zhao He shook his head gently and sighed:
"If you don't want to, just don't want to. Why bother to hurt others with your words? How can I explain this to your daughter?
Alas! You have no choice but to let her go with you. Since we are a family, we must stay together, right?
Hehehe~~!”
Zhao He let out a nervous laugh and muttered to himself, but stepped on Yuan Jiang's head and walked up the stone steps.
He casually waved his sleeves back, and a gray-white translucent ripple spread out. In an instant, dozens of courtiers who were struggling to use their magical powers were chopped into two pieces.
Then he walked up the stone steps step by step.
The commander of the inner court guards looked nervously at Zhao He, who was approaching step by step. A ball of pale golden light flashed rhythmically in his heart.
The light golden defensive light curtain turned into a dark gold color under its full force, shining with a metallic luster.
In addition, Shan Yin also raised the scepter in his hand and made final preparations.
Zhao He stepped on the thirty-three stone steps in a few breaths, and slowly arrived in front of the dark golden light curtain. Zhao He and Shan Yin were facing each other within a short distance.
It was superfluous to say anything at this time, Shan Yin looked at the person in front of him bitterly.
The only thing I regret in my heart is that I didn't kill Zhao He after he was defeated.
A gray-white wind mass like gravel surged from the fingertips of Zhao He's right hand.
He smiled at Shan Yin and slapped the wind ball on the dark golden light curtain with his backhand.
‘Shasha~~Shasha~~’
The gray-white wind group is also the result of a magical power that Zhao He realized in the sky prison, called the "Sand of Obliteration", which is best at breaking restrictions.
The gray-white wind-sand mass rotated into the dark golden light curtain within a few breaths, and continued to expand and rotate outwards.
After a while, the light curtain where the wind-sand mass was located was wiped away, revealing the scene inside the light curtain like a window.
Upon seeing this, the commander of the inner court guards realized that the defense he had built was useless. Even if he wanted to remove it, he unexpectedly could not remove his magical power under the swirling gray-white sand.
He could only watch as Zhao He slowly raised his right index finger, which was flashing gray light, and pointed towards the monarch through the gap in the obliterated light screen.
'laugh--!'
A gray-white light shot through the gap in the light curtain towards Shan Yin like a bolt of lightning.
Wan Yuan Sa, who was well prepared, suddenly jumped in front of Shan Yin to block the attack.
At the same time, Shan Yin's right scepter suddenly hit the ground, and a circle of golden light rose from under his feet, turning into a halo of light and covering the two of them.
'puff--!'
The gray-white light hit the golden circle of light, but it only made a ripple and then dissipated.
Shan Yin slowly put Wan Yuan behind him and said calmly:
"Even if the Shan clan members die, they will not let a woman stand in front of them."
Wan Yuansa looked at Shan Yin, his eyes filled with gentle love. He slowly stretched out his trembling left hand to hold Shan Yin, and whispered:
"This life is enough for me to know you, why should I fear death?"
At this time, the stone wall at the main entrance of Suzaku Hall began to crack under the attacks of magical powers. Zhao He knew that he did not have much time left.
Although even if Shan Yin is killed, others may not recognize his status as king.
But this thought has now become his obsession. Even if he can only sit on the throne for a second, he will have been a king.
What's more, he still retains a trace of extravagant hope in his heart.
A country cannot live without a king for a day!
Perhaps after he kills Shan Yin, others will support him as king just like they supported Shan Qiao.
For this hope, Zhao He tried his best to release a series of 'space blades'.
But I saw gray-white shimmering blade lines shooting in from the gaps in the light curtain, blooming a little halo in the golden aperture inspired by Shan Yin's scepter.
Under the attack of this space blade, the golden halo faded visibly to the naked eye until it collapsed after a few breaths.
At this moment, Shan Yin and Wan Yuan Sa no longer had any defensive power exposed to Zhao He's eyes.
Seeing this scene, Zhao He perked up and used his bloodline power with all his strength, suddenly emitting a destructive white light.
At this moment, Zhao He suddenly heard a soft 'click' sound in his ear, and then a red light flashed out of the corner of his eye.
The next second, he suddenly noticed that the scenery around him was spinning. After the rotation stopped, Zhao He suddenly saw a headless figure standing in front of him.
‘Hey~ Why is this figure so familiar?
Also, why...why are you looking so low?'
Following this question, Zhao He's eyes gradually turned black, and his thoughts gradually stagnated and dissipated.