Yan Shixin looked at Zhang Qi, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, in disbelief. He was tongue-tied and couldn't say a word.
"Your Majesty, you have disappointed me." A person slowly walked in from outside the hall.
When Yan Feiwen heard this voice, his face lit up with joy.
When the officials heard this voice, their bodies trembled. They all turned around and respectfully bowed to the person.
"Master … Master Yang …"
Yan Shixin's face turned from red to green, then from green to black. He looked at the person who wasn't very tall, but gave off the feeling that he could support the heavens. He felt his tongue tied and couldn't speak properly.
When he saw Zhang Qi lying on the ground again, he couldn't suppress the fear in his heart.
"Master Yang!" Yan Feiwen turned around and respectfully bowed to Yang Xuan. He didn't dare to overstep his boundaries.
Yang Xuan walked to Zhang Qi's side and moved his feet. Zhang Qi flew up the stairs and landed at Yan Shixin's feet. Yan Shixin was so frightened that he jumped up from his throne.
The officials in the hall also realized that something was wrong. They looked at each other, their faces pale. Some of the more timid ones were already trembling.
Even the stupidest person could tell that something was wrong.
"You rely on him?" Yang Xuan looked at Yan Shixin and asked.
"Zhang … You … You …" Yan Shixin held onto his throne and began to tremble. He never thought that Zhang Qi would be thrown over by Yang Xuan like a dead dog.
Master Zhang was clearly a Three Flower Master.
Yang Xuan was very impatient. He didn't think that Yan Shixin, as the ruler of a country, would be so depressed. He colluded with outsiders and destroyed his own great wall.
Originally, he wanted to leave some face for Yan Shixin. After a few years, he would abdicate and give the throne to Yan Feiwen. However, he did not expect Yan Shixin to still want to jump up and down. He was simply courting death.
His intelligence was worrying.
This was Yang Xuan's comment on Yan Shixin.
However, he did not expect that all the kings in history were ambitious people. Yan Shixin seemed to be submissive under his great pressure, but once he had the chance, he would jump out and try to resist. It was human nature.
Especially since he had obtained the support of the Cold Mountain Sect, his choice was not surprising at all.
Not to mention Yan Shixin, just take Yan Feiwen as an example. If it were not for Yang Xuan's promise that the Yang family would never be the king, there might be trouble in the future.
All of these were the schemes of emperors since ancient times.
In that case, Yan Shixin was not wrong. His only mistake was meeting Yang Xuan.
"Your Majesty, I heard that you want to announce the abdication of His Highness the Seventh Prince. Announce it now." Yang Xuan suppressed the urge to slap him to death and said indifferently.
He could not kill Yan Shixin in front of so many people. If that happened, if Yan Feiwen did not avenge Yan Shixin, he would not be able to sit on the throne.
This was etiquette. Even with Yang Xuan's power, he could not ignore etiquette.
"What?" All the officials sucked in a breath of cold air and were speechless.
Yan Feiwen's body trembled. He looked at Yang Xuan in disbelief and opened his mouth, but no words came out. In the next moment, his eyes shone brightly.
Yan Shixin looked at Yang Xuan in disbelief. He had never thought that Yang Xuan would force him to abdicate in front of everyone. This was no different from a rebellion.
"You … … You … … How … … How dare you." Yan Shixin trembled. On one hand, he was angry, and on the other hand, he was terrified.
Yang Xuan looked at him coldly and said slowly, "Your Majesty, hurry up and announce the decree. I'm listening!"
He was getting a little impatient.
Although he knew that letting Yan Feiwen take the throne like this would not convince the public, he could not care so much.
He was about to leave Yan, and he did not want Yan Shixin to cause any trouble. If that happened, Yang Qingshan might not be able to handle it, and he would not be able to do anything.
Forcing Yan Shixin to abdicate would give rise to many problems, but it was better to deal with it quickly. He was still in Yan. If something happened, he could suppress it.
Especially when his deeds in Sun spread back to the country, his reputation would reach a peak. At that time, Yan Feiwen would take the throne. It would be the best time.
"Master Yang, you … … When did His Majesty say that he wanted to abdicate?" Among the officials, there were many who were loyal to Yan Shixin. At this time, an old official stood out.
Yang Xuan coldly glanced at him, before sweeping his gaze across the faces of the other officials. After a long while, he finally said, "Did I hear wrongly? How about this, those who heard His Majesty say that he wanted to abdicate, stand on the left. Those who did not, stand on the right. The minority obeys the majority. "
After speaking, a smile appeared on his face. He did not say anything and waited quietly.
A cold wind blew in from somewhere, causing the officials' hearts to tremble.
At this moment, they all thought of an old incident from the previous dynasty: Calling a deer a horse.
"Master Yang, although your martial arts are heavenly, you can't shut the mouths of the people. Today, you forced Yan Feiwen to abdicate in front of everyone. I will be the first to object. You can take this broken body." The old official who spoke before dragged his trembling legs and stood on the right.
"Me too. This old official has received His Majesty's kindness and has nothing to repay it. What if I go with Elder Zhang today?" Another official stood on the right.
"Let's go, let's go. How can we let Smoke Pipe Zhang monopolize everything?" Another official stood up. He was the political enemy of the elder who had fought with him his whole life.
"The two elders opened the way for us. We are ashamed. How can we not follow behind?" While speaking, a few more people stood up.
After a while, a third of the officials stood on the right.
That day when Yang Xuan killed Yan Feiyun, they all saw it with their own eyes.
That day, they did not stand up because Yan Feiyun was only a prince. Even if he was already recognized as the successor, in terms of status, he was still a prince.
Yang Xuan killed Gan Tingjun. That was a battle between Xiantian Masters. Gan Tingjun's skill was inferior and his death was justified. They had no reason to intervene.
Although Yang Xuan killed Yan Feiyun, it was more or less disgraceful. As a Protector of the State, and the number one Protector of the Yan Kingdom, killing a prince who offended him was justifiable. Moreover, His Majesty had many children. The death of a prince was nothing.
Even if this prince was deeply favored by His Majesty, they could still tell who was more important when compared to an expert from One-Line Heaven.
Therefore, when Yang Xuan killed Yan Feiyun and forced Yan Shixin to make Yan Feiwen the crown prince, they did not stand up.
Although the crown prince was changed, his surname was still Yan and he was still His Majesty's son. This was still within their acceptable range.
But today, Yang Xuan made a deer out of a horse and forced Yan Shixin to abdicate. This had already exceeded the limit of what they could accept. If they did not speak up, even if they died, they would not be able to explain it to the late emperor.
Since ancient times, scholars had nothing but stubbornness.
In the face of the anger of a One-Line Heaven Master, it would be a lie to say that they were not afraid.
If they stood up, they would definitely die. Even if they died, they would implicate their families. They might even be executed.
However, they still stood up. Although their faces were pale and their legs were trembling, their hearts were calm.
"Your Majesty, we are greatly indebted to you and have no way to repay your kindness. Today, we will use this broken body to complete the relationship between Your Majesty and us." Old Zhang took the lead and knelt down. The ministers standing on the right knelt down and respectfully kowtowed three times to Yan Shixin.
Most of the people standing on the left looked ashamed and lowered their heads in silence.
Yan Shixin had a complicated look on his face. Tears flashed in his eyes.
He did not expect that there would still be people standing on his side in this situation.
"Everyone …" He opened his mouth and said, but he could not continue. The tears in his eyes finally turned into tears and flowed down.
Yan Feiwen looked hesitant. He looked at Yang Xuan and then at Yan Shixin. For a moment, he did not know what to say.
If Yang Xuan killed one-third of the ministers, he would be scolded by the world even if he ascended the throne and became the emperor.
Yang Xuan did not expect that there would be so many people who would speak up for Yan Shixin at this moment.
These people were all loyal ministers. Could he kill them?
He could not!
Yang Xuan was also worried. He did not expect that by coincidence, he would become a treacherous minister. Moreover, he was a treacherous minister who made a deer out of a horse.
Yang Xuan sighed and suddenly said, "Everyone, please wait for a moment. His Majesty and I will be back soon!"
After he finished speaking, he grabbed Yan Shixin and rushed out of the hall, disappearing without a trace. Only the people in the hall were left looking at each other in dismay.
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