Chapter 669

Hearing this, several princesses and commandery princes showed a worried look in cooperation.

Among them, some of them had nothing to do with themselves, some thought that their fathers and brothers might be able to get benefits from it and were secretly happy, and some were afraid that their life of luxury would be affected.

Only Lin An was sincerely worried and worried for her brother.

Huaiqing was also sincerely worried and worried, but not for the Yongxing Emperor, but from a higher level of the overall situation.

"If this matter spreads out, will the guilds force His Majesty to issue an edict of guilt?"

"Some people will also take the opportunity to accuse His Majesty of calling for donations and provoking the wrath of the ancestors. Those civil and military officials who are dissatisfied with His Majesty will have a reason to attack His Majesty. "

"His Majesty has just ascended the throne, and such a thing happened, which is a major blow to his prestige."

As they discussed, Huai Qing saw that Lin An's face quickly fell. His brows were tightly furrowed, and he was deeply worried.

Since the Yongxing Emperor ascended the throne, Lin An had become more and more concerned about political affairs, and she had to pay attention to both major and minor matters.

Of course, she was not suddenly enterprising and began to crave power.

In the past, when the Yuanjing Emperor was on the throne, she only needed to be a carefree canary. It was neither necessary nor qualified to participate in political affairs.

Now that the Yongxing Emperor ascended the throne, natural and man-made disasters were like diseases, tormenting the aging dynasty.

As the emperor's brother, he bore the brunt and faced this pressure as if he was walking on thin ice.

When he first ascended the throne, he was still hot-blooded and worked hard. Now he was exhausted, and the new emperor had shown fatigue.

In particular, Wang Shoufu was ill and could no longer bury himself in the desk all night like before. The emperor's pressure was even greater.

As the sister of the Yongxing Emperor, Lin An certainly could not be as carefree as before and be a carefree princess.

In fact, to put it bluntly, the Yongxing Emperor could not give her a sense of security, and she would always worry and worry about her brother.

During the period of the Yuanjing Emperor, the situation of the dynasty was not good, and the national power was declining day by day, but the Yuanjing Emperor was an emperor who could suppress the ministers.

At this time, the eunuch served a cup of hot tea to the Princess Royal.

Huaiqing took it and took a sip. Then she keenly noticed the doubts and surprise in the eunuch's eyes.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, put down the teacup without any reaction, and said lightly,

"It's hot."

The eunuch bowed his head, "I deserve it."

Huai Qing replied with a "hmm" and did not intend to punish him. He crossed his hands on his lower abdomen and concentrated on thinking about the problem of the Yongzhen Mountain River Temple.

Knock, knock … She rapped her knuckles on the coffee table, and the chatter of the ladies immediately ceased.

"Could it be an earthquake?" she asked.

Lin An shook his head. "According to the report from the Imperial Guards, they didn't notice the earthquake. There was also no earthquake in the palace, only the Sang Po. "

Sampo was very close to the palace and the camp of the Imperial Army. If it was an earthquake, it was impossible for both sides to not notice it.

Lin An hesitated for a moment and whispered into Huai Qing's ear,

"I heard from Cho Hyun-jin that the statue of Emperor Gaozu was cracked.

"The Nation Guarding Sword is gone."

Huaiqing's pupils contracted slightly, and she stared at her seriously.

Lin An's oval face was also very serious, and he pecked her head hard.

In this case, it was probably related to the Supervisor. Except for the Supervisor, no one in the world could use the Nation Guarding Sword at will … The Supervisor took the Nation Guarding Sword away, and then in the Yongzhen Temple, the ancestral tablets were all broken, and the statue of Emperor Gaozu was cracked …

What happened at the moment that required the Supervisor to use the Nation Guarding Sword? No, it might not be for himself. With the status of the Supervisor, he should not need the Nation Guarding Sword …

Was it Xu Qi'an?!

A lecherous face appeared in Huaiqing's mind. She took a deep breath and drove that face out of her mind.

Then, she left the side hall with the excuse of going to the toilet. In a spacious and quiet room with yellow silk curtains, she took off the sachet from her waist and took out the fragments of the Book of the Underworld.

[One: The Nation Guarding Sword is lost. Do you know the details?]

She waited for a while, but no one responded.

Huaiqing frowned and sent another message.

[One: This is a serious matter.]

Still, no one responded. This was unreasonable.

[Five: The Nation Guarding Sword is lost? Then hurry up and find it.]

Finally, someone responded, but it was a pity that it was a Lina.

[Five: One, what happened in the palace? Isn't Daibun's Nation Guarding Sword sealed in Sampo? How could it be lost? That's Sampo.]

[Five: The Nation Guarding Sword can be lost. Your Emperor of Daibun should be careful. If the thief can steal the Nation Guarding Sword, he can also steal his head.]

She said a lot.

It was not worth wasting time with her. I can't explain it clearly … Huaiqing typed helplessly.

[Let's talk about this later.]

She put away the fragments of the Book of the Underworld.

…

In the Imperial Study.

The members of the Imperial Family gathered together. Three generations of the Yongxing Emperor were gathered here, including King Li, his uncle King Yu, and his brothers.

The atmosphere in the hall was solemn. The Princes in regular clothes frowned.

"Did the Celestial Commissioner reply?"

"The Supervisor did not reply."

The Princes were disappointed and angry, but there was nothing they could do. Even when the Yuanjing Emperor was on the throne, the Supervisor did not care about him or the Imperial Family.

"What about the Nation Guarding Sword?"

"The Nation Suppressing Sword was taken away by the supervisor half a month ago. He informed me about it."

The questions and answers continued for a while, and the Princes and Princes stopped talking.

"If it wasn't an earthquake, then what could have angered the ancestor? I told you not to ask for donations, because it would lose the support of the people. But His Majesty did not listen to me. Now the ancestors are angry, sigh … "Another Prince said in a deep voice.

Hearing that, the Princes and Princes looked at the Yongxing Emperor in silence.

It was a very bad thing to have all the ancestral tablets broken.

If such a thing happened in some aristocratic families, the family might be forced to abdicate.

The nature of a country's monarch determined that it could not be easily replaced. But even so, the imperial family members looked at the Eternal Prosperity Emperor with reproachful and resentful gazes.

They thought that he was not a wise Emperor.

After a short silence, the white-haired King Yu said,

"Does this have anything to do with the bloodline in Yun State?"

The Princes were shocked.

Ever since Xu Qi 'an killed the former Emperor, Xu Pingfeng had appeared in the world. Everything related to him had been exposed to the public.

The important figures in the court, including the Cabinet Grand Secretaries and the Princes, knew that the bloodline had been lurking in Yun State 500 years ago and plotting a rebellion.

"King Yu, do you mean that this is related to the fight for the fate of the country?"

"Xu Pingfeng is the eldest disciple of the Supervisor. Warlocks are closely related to the fate of the country …"

"For Emperor Gaozu, the bloodline 500 years ago was also a descendant of the Ji Clan …"

The Yongxing Emperor's face darkened as he listened.

The Fourth Prince's eyes flashed and he said in a deep voice,

"Uncles, what should we do about this?"

His current title was Prince Yan.

The Imperial Nobility of the Great Feng Imperial Clan usually only had two titles: Qinwang and Junwang. Junwang was the title given to the Qinwang's legitimate son other than the Heir Apparent.

King Yu thought for a while and said,

"First of all, this must be kept a secret. Send my order to kill anyone who spreads the news.

"The appeal for donations has caused a lot of complaints in the court. We can't give you an excuse to attack His Majesty. This is a great blow to His Majesty's prestige."

The sound of the cane hitting the ground attracted everyone's attention. The Princes and Princes couldn't help but look at the old man sitting on a big sandalwood chair to the left of the Yongxing Emperor.

He was an old man with sparse white hair and wrinkles and age spots on his face.

Prince Yan.

He was the uncle of the former Emperor Yuan Jing, an old man in his eighties and the most senior person in the royal family.

During the incident of the King of Zhenbei, this old Prince had cooperated with the Yuanjing Emperor to put on a show.

"This is definitely not just about His Majesty's reputation. It's not even about that group of writers who eat the royal food."

Prince Yan's voice was hoarse, but it echoed in the Imperial Study.

The old man stood up shakily, looked around, and said in a low voice,

"The line of five hundred years ago was dormant in Yunzhou. At this critical moment, the ancestral memorial tablet fell and the Dharmakaya of Emperor Gaozu cracked …"

"Yongxing, it's the Ancestor and Emperor Gaozu who are not satisfied with you."

The Yongxing Emperor's face changed. "Granduncle, you …"

Li Wang's words, if it were any other occasion, any other time, would be considered as treason.

But on such an occasion, there was nothing wrong with his words. The Princes of the royal family would only think that he was right.

Prince Yan continued.

"This is a matter of the royal family. We have to hide it. But you have to issue an edict of guilt and stop collecting donations from the officials. In addition, His Majesty should repent in the ancestral temple for three days and pray for the forgiveness of the ancestors. "

The Yongxing Emperor's face darkened. "Granduncle, I have just ascended the throne. How can I issue an edict of guilt …"

Since he ascended the throne, the cold disaster swept the Central Plains, so that the people had no food to eat. Countless people froze and starved to death.

It was not easy for him to restore some reputation by donating to the disaster relief.

For a new emperor, issuing an edict of guilt at this time was more than a slap in the face.

It was almost like saying: I am not worthy to be the emperor!

How could he accept this?

"As a subject, I should not say that Your Majesty is wrong. But as a granduncle, as a descendant of the Ji family, I can't say anything. Even if the former emperor was still on the throne, I would still make him kowtow to the ancestors and ask for forgiveness. "

Prince Yan slammed his cane. "Yongxing, since you are in this position, you have to bear the responsibility."

Taking advantage of his seniority! Why didn't you dare to admonish my father when he was cultivating? You bullied me because my foundation was not stable and forced me to bear the crime of "wrath of the ancestors" … The veins on the Yongxing Emperor's forehead twitched.

A prince stepped out and said loudly,

"Your Majesty, the attitude of the ancestors is related to the fate of the country. You must not look down on it. You can't let the branch of Yunzhou take advantage of you."

The Yongxing Emperor sat down.

"I know. If I can satisfy the ancestors, I will issue an edict of guilt and reflect for three days."

…

In the dense forest.

Jing Xin's gaze swept past Li Miaozhen, Chu Yuanzhen, and Hengy Yuan before looking at Li Lingsu again.

"The mirror in his hand is strange."

The moment he said that, a gust of wind blew. The white tiger rode the wind towards Li Lingsu. Its speed was so fast that even the Grade Four Warrior present could not react in time.

"Do not kill!"

Jing Xin placed his palms together and used commandment.

Do not kill. What he restricted was Li Lingsu's killing intent and dispelled his thoughts of counterattacking. This was to ensure that the white tiger could kill in one strike and eliminate the greatest threat.

Joy Begging Pill Fragrance was a Grade Four Heart Gu Master after all. Even though he was unconscious, such a method could also deal with them.

Li Lingsu scoffed. Golden light shone from his dantian, dispelling the power of commandment.

A Golden Core could destroy all techniques!

At the same time, Li Miaozhen stretched out her arm and aimed it at the white tiger. Her pupils turned transparent, empty, and emotionless.

In that instant, the white tiger's clothes tightened. The belt tried to strangle him, and his shoes automatically flew off, hitting his face. Strands of hair wrapped around his neck, blocking his eyes.

The Qi in his body flowed in reverse, unable to be controlled.

This caused his attack on Li Lingsu to fail.

Taking advantage of his junior sister's assistance, Li Lingsu retreated on his flying sword. At the same time, a pocket-sized scumbag jumped out from his glabella and slapped at the white tiger's glabella.

Thud thud thud … Liu Hongmian stepped on the tree trunk and chased after Li Lingsu's body with the explosive power of a Martial Artist.

She flew high into the air, the flexible sword at her waist transforming into a sharp brilliance.

Besieging Wei to save Zhao.

"Swoosh!"

A sword beam shot out from the side.

Liu Hongmian relied on her Grade Four Warrior body and was fearless. She planned to resist the sword beam and slash at Li Lingsu's body.

Clang!

The metal sword indeed failed to tear through Liu Hongmian's body, but her eyes suddenly glazed over. Her body was like a carriage that had lost control as she slammed straight into Li Lingsu. She was unable to brandish the flexible sword in her hand.

Renzong's Heart Sword slashed at the Essence Soul.

"Wake up!"

Jingxin bellowed. His voice was like a great bell, jolting Liu Hongmian awake from a dream.

He nimbly used the brainwashing powers of a Grade Seven Venerable One to help Liu Hongmian snap out of her dazed state.

At that moment, Liu Hongmian was less than ten feet away from Li Lingsu's body. The sword beam spewing out from her flexible sword could easily slay him.

Liu Hongmian did not hesitate to brandish her flexible sword.

Clang! Right at this moment, a dazzling golden hand reached over and crushed the Sword Qi.

"Amitabha. Female Patron, there's no need to fight. Peace is more important."

Hengy Yuan's face was filled with benevolence. Then, he sent Liu Hongmian flying with a backhand slap.

He had already mastered the Vajra Divine Art, and his combat strength had officially stepped into the Grade Four domain.

At that moment, Li Lingsu's Yuanying hand successfully struck White Tiger's glabella.

Without a sound or fluctuation of aura, an illusory figure suddenly shook out from the back of White Tiger's head. It was his Essence Soul.

The Essence Soul's upper body had left its body, but its lower body stubbornly remained inside.

Warrior's Essence Soul was indomitable. Even Daoist Yuanying could not easily shake his Essence Soul out of his body.

The Chaos Heaven Divine Mirror flashed and absorbed White Tiger's Essence Soul into the mirror before it could return to its body.

The White Tiger's tall and sturdy body fell to the ground with a loud crash, unconscious.

As for Jing Yuan, who was about to rush over to help, she was held back by Dongfang Wanqing.

Between an ally and her lover, she did not hesitate to choose the latter.