Upon hearing Qiu He's words, the elders of the Sky Martial Court no longer dared to voice their opinions. They chose to keep quiet.
His voice was still echoing in the Sacred Rites Hall when a loud bang was heard.
Pa!
Li Yunzheng, who was sitting next to Lu Zhou, suddenly slammed his palm on the armrest of his chair and said angrily, "How dare you!"
The Sky Martial Court's elders jolted in shock as they looked at Li Yunzheng.
Even the people from Cloud Mountain found it strange …
What was the little Emperor trying to do?
Li Yunzheng remained silent. His expression was stern.
When the pain in his palm had completely disappeared, he said aggressively, "Who declared him to be a traitor?"
Qiu He was stunned.
He hastily bowed and said, "Your Majesty, this really has nothing to do with the Sky Martial Court. The Ninth Temple had always opposed the imperial court. When the imperial court heard that the Ninth Temple was in cahoots with the Thousand Willow Monastery, they sent the Northern General to the Ninth Temple to investigate the matter. After that, General Chen died. Duke Fu submitted a memorial and ordered the Sky Martial Court to investigate the matter. Principal Yu was ordered to capture Hall Master Sikong, which resulted in the current situation. The Sky Martial Court only follows orders. "
Although Li Yunzheng did not wield any power, he was no fool. He scoffed and said, "Why didn't I see the memorial, Duke Fu? Also, Principal Yu was ordered to capture Hall Master Sikong. Whose order was it? "
"This …"
Qiu He was speechless for a moment. Matters in the palace had always been complicated. There were many things that could not be said carelessly, even if he knew some inside information.
Li Yunzheng turned to look at Lu Zhou. He did not expect Lu Zhou to face him with his palm up, indicating for him to continue.
With his grandmaster's support, Li Yunzheng felt much more confident.
"That's strange … As the monarch of a nation, how could I not know about such an important matter? Moreover, since Sikong Beichen is a serious criminal, shouldn't he be handed over to the Supreme Court for trial? Why is he in the Sky Martial Court? "
They knew Li Yunzheng was asking the obvious.
But they also knew that the little emperor was displaying his power.
"Qiu He, give me an explanation. Who does Great Tang belong to? Who's calling the shots? "
Plop.
Qiu He knelt down and said, "Of course it's for His Majesty! Everything under the heavens belongs to the king. Your Majesty can naturally make the decision! "
"Then I think you are all traitors!"
"Your subject knows his wrongs! Please forgive me, Your Majesty. "(Note: The common people of Da Tang can also address themselves as subjects in front of the Emperor.)
The other elders of the Tianwu Academy knelt down as well.
The label of a traitor was indeed not a light one.
Unfortunately, Li Yunzheng did not have any real authority. The elders were all sly old foxes. At most, they would put on an act with him. He would not lose anything.
Nie Qingyun, who had noticed something fishy, suddenly said,
"Since you know your sins, why don't you quickly apologize with your death?"
Qiu He was stunned.
The enmity between Cloud Mountain and the Ninth Temple had never been resolved. Nie Qingyun and Sikong Beichen were like fire and water as well. Why was Nie Qingyun speaking up for the Ninth Temple today?
The Sky Martial Court was rendered speechless.
At this moment, a few Sky Martial Court disciples carried Sikong Beichen into the great hall.
Yao Qingquan and Zhao Jianghe did not come along this time. After they were injured, they recuperated on Cloud Mountain for two days before they were sent back to the Ninth Temple to recuperate. How would they feel if they saw Sikong Beichen in this state?
Nie Qingyun hurried forward and caught Sikong Beichen. After a brief examination, he knew Sikong Beichen's condition was not optimistic.
This was the Sky Martial Court, after all. It was Yu Chenshu's territory. There were many ways to torture a prisoner. Even a Ten-leaf cultivator would not be able to endure it.
After examining Sikong Beichen, Nie Qingyun shook his head.
"His Extraordinary Eight Meridians are sealed, and his dantian's sea of Qi is blocked by a unique power … His internal injuries are more severe."
Smack!
Li Yunzheng slapped the armrest of his chair again and cursed, "Well done, Qiu He. What's the punishment for this?"
Qiu He kowtowed.
"Your Majesty, we're innocent! Sikong Beichen and the court master were injured during the battle. We didn't torture them! "
The other elders did not dare to speak.
"Do you take me for a fool?" Li Yunzheng stood up and walked up to Sikong Beichen. He pointed at Sikong Beichen's injuries.
Some of Sikong Beichen's injuries were new, and some were old.
Qiu He was stunned. He looked at Sikong Beichen in confusion.
He wondered which bastard beat up Sikong Beichen in private. He had done a lot of harm to him!
At this moment, Lu Zhou said indifferently, "Stand down."
Li Yunzheng stepped aside and returned to his seat.
Lu Zhou pushed his palm toward Sikong Beichen. A blue lotus emerged from his palm.
The Sky Martial Court elders looked at the blue lotus incredulously. They knew about golden lotuses and black lotuses. However, what was with this blue lotus that suddenly appeared?
The powerful vitality of the blue lotus shone on Sikong Beichen's body.
The healing power greatly nourished Sikong Beichen. The purple swelling on his face gradually faded, and he no longer looked dispirited. Sikong Beichen opened his eyes slowly.
With Nie Qingyun's support, Sikong Beichen looked up. His disheveled white hair made him look extremely wretched.
The first person Sikong Beichen saw was Lu Zhou.
A smile appeared on his face as he said, "Brother … Brother Lu."
Lu Zhou asked expressionlessly, "Who hurt you?"
Sikong Beichen looked to his left and right. When he saw the Cloud Mountain disciples, the Thousand Willow Monastery, and the Evil Sky Pavilion, he knew he was saved.
"I can't see clearly."
"It's too dark underground."
"However, Yu Chenshu … is one of them."
He panted three times before he managed to finish his sentence.
Lu Zhou nodded. "Help him sit down."
Nie Qingyun and Sikong Beichen walked to the left and sat down.
Lu Zhou looked at Qiu He and the others and said, "How do you think we should settle this debt?"
They couldn't be any more confused.
Yu Chenshu was already dead. Wasn't that enough?
"I really don't know who beat up Sikong Beichen. Usually, only the court master and his personal attendants are allowed to enter the underground prison. No one else has the right to do so! "Qiu He became more agitated as he spoke.
At this moment, a loud voice rang from outside.
"Duke Fu Guo has arrived."
A middle-aged man dressed in official robes and a brocade hat walked in slowly with his hands on his back.
His face was broad, and his steps were steady. He looked majestic as he walked, and he had a dignified aura around him. Behind him were four armed guards who went straight into the Sacred Rites Hall.
After entering the Holy Rites Hall, Duke Fu Guo, Cui An, stopped in his tracks.
His gaze swept across the people in the hall like a hawk. He looked from the kneeling Qiu He and the elders to Cloud Mountain and the others on the right. In the end, his gaze swept past the indifferent Lu Zhou and the dispirited Wang Shizhong before it finally landed on the young emperor, Li Yunzheng.
"Greetings, Your Majesty," Duke Fu Guo, Cui An, said.
"What are you doing here?" Li Yunzheng asked.
"Your Majesty, there are too many rebels here. It's not safe here. Please return to the palace."
Cui An was not someone the minor officials could suppress. His voice was firm and brooked no argument. He did not even give the emperor a chance to argue before he waved his sleeve.
The four guards behind him walked toward Li Yunzheng.
Wang Shizhong cursed inwardly as he took several steps back.
Li Yunzheng frowned. He felt a heavy pressure on his chest, and he found it hard to breathe.
This had happened many times in the past. If this was in the palace, Li Yunzheng would not have minded and would have swallowed his anger. Things were different now. He could see hope. How could he not feel bad when this so-called minister who supported the nation wanted to kill his hope?
"Grandmaster," Li Yunzheng pleaded with Lu Zhou.
Lu Zhou waved his sleeve at Yu Zhenghai and Yu Shangrong.
Yu Zhenghai and Yu Shangrong understood what he meant.
When the four guards were in front of them …
Two energy sabers and two energy swords slashed at the four guards' necks at lightning speed.
Thud! Thud!
The four guards' eyes widened. They did not even have the chance to resist before they fell to the ground.
Blood flowed down their necks and seeped into the brown wooden floor of the Holy Rites Hall.
Cui An, Duke Fu, frowned.
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