Xianzong rushed to the scene from the imperial study, staring at the tree in front of him expressionlessly, roaring in his heart, can he ever live a good life? ! His wife died, his daughter married a disabled man, his son had to be sent to someone as a hostage, and the concubine he had doted on for many years turned out to be not gentle or kind at all, and was pretending to be with him every day. He also got into trouble with the Eternal Life Temple, the imperial palace was burned, and his attendants were killed. Isn't this miserable enough for him? Now even the big tree can fly, can he still live?
"Your Majesty, Prime Minister Zhao is still holding us back," a general of the imperial guards reported to Emperor Xianzong.
"What's the use of telling me?" Xianzong said coldly: "Lift the tree."
The general of the imperial guards wiped his sweat. The tree was thirty meters tall. Three people holding hands could not wrap around the trunk. It was really difficult for them to move such a big tree in a short time. "I have already called for more people," the general said to Emperor Xianzong, "Your Majesty, rest assured. I will rescue Prime Minister Zhao and the others as soon as possible."
"Who did this?" Xianzong asked. He no longer cared whether Zhao Qiumin was dead or alive. His Majesty the Emperor just wanted to know this.
The general looked at his king in embarrassment. To be honest, there was no one in the court who could uproot the tree and throw it over. There probably wasn't one in the martial arts world either, but there should be one in the royal family.
Xianzong said, "What are you looking at me for? Can I make this tree fly?"
The general lowered his head and directly named the murderer. He was afraid that his life would be in danger.
"If you don't know, go check it out," Xianzong almost stamped his feet and shouted, his ministers were not up to the standard, so he, the emperor, was so miserable!
At this moment, another loud noise came from not far away, and the earth shook again.
The general of the imperial guards didn't have time to think. He shouted "Your Majesty" and threw Emperor Xianzong to the ground. If another big tree flew over, he could carry it for His Majesty first.
Seeing the general's actions, everyone present fell to the ground subconsciously.
The general of the Imperial Guards looked at the actions of these people and wanted to shout but he was too weak to do so. Are they all rushing here to be suppressed? It would be fine if one or two people made a fool of themselves, but why did everyone make a fool of themselves together?
After a while, when the earth was calm again, the waiting big tree did not fly over, the sky was still blue, and the larch tree whose life suddenly ended was still lying on the ground.
The general of the imperial guards heaved a sigh of relief, stood up and tried to pull Xianzong, saying, "Your Majesty, are you okay?"
Xianzong lay face down on the ground, motionless for a long time.
"What happened?" Gu Xinglang and Imperial Preceptor Chengguan also arrived at this time. The bright yellow dragon robe on Emperor Xianzong was too conspicuous, so there were many people lying on the ground. The Prince Consort and Imperial Preceptor saw Emperor Xianzong at a glance. Gu Xinglang hurriedly asked, "Your Majesty, what happened to you?"
The general of the imperial guards saw that Emperor Xianzong did not move, and his heart could not bear it. He reached out to support Emperor Xianzong and said, "Your Majesty?"
"Don't move," an adult who knew medicine shouted, "Where's the imperial physician? Go and call him."
Imperial Master Chengguan pursed his lips, walked quickly to Emperor Xianzong's side, and asked him, "Your Majesty, where is the discomfort? Is there a bone injury?"
If the bones are injured, they cannot be moved randomly. This principle is understood not only by Yu Xiaoxiao, an outsider, but also by the local indigenous people.
The general could no longer stand, so he knelt on the ground and apologized to Emperor Xianzong, saying, "Your Majesty, I deserve to die."
Xianzong slowly supported himself with his arms and sat up from the ground, roaring: "Is this going to get better?!"
When the general saw Xianzong's appearance, his face turned pale.
When Gu Xinglang saw his father-in-law while sitting on the recliner, Young Master Gu immediately covered his face. This scene was really unbearable to watch.
It should be that when he was knocked down, his teeth hit his lips. Xianzong's lip was cut and blood was flowing. Not to mention his chin was bloody red, his clothes were also stained with blood, and his body was covered with tree bark, pine needles and dirt. The emperor, who had always lived a pampered life, had never been so embarrassed even after being burned by fire last night.
When they saw that the dragon was injured, except for Gu Xinglang who could not kneel down, everyone present, including Imperial Master Chengguan, knelt on the ground and apologized to Emperor Xianzong regardless of whether they had done it or not.
"Go check it out," Xianzong spat out blood on the ground, saying, "Go check it out for me, find out which bastard made the noise! Pah!" After spitting out another mouthful of blood on the ground, Xianzong said, "I will kill the entire clan of this bastard!"
Gu Xinglang said: "Your Majesty, it is important to stop the bleeding first."
Xianzong looked at his son-in-law. Everyone else was kneeling, but he was still sitting on the ground. Only this fellow was sitting on a soft bamboo recliner. Xianzong felt annoyed with this son-in-law again, "I'm sitting here, and you're sitting there without moving?" The emperor yelled at his son-in-law, "What use do I have for a half-son like you?!"
Everyone was silent together. The eldest prince was only eleven years old last month, and it seemed that he was not as useful as the prince consort.
Gu Xinglang was always a sincere man who spoke the truth. He said to Emperor Xianzong: "Your Majesty, my feet are injured. I am now..."
"Shut up!" The blood on Xianzong's lips splashed as Xianzong roared, "Who hurt you? Who do you blame for your injury?"
…
Everyone knows this, it’s the emperor’s fault.
"What's wrong with your Majesty?" Just when Emperor Xianzong was about to jump up and curse at Gu Xinglang, another blind man came to ask him what was wrong.
"What's wrong with me? Don't you have eyes?" Xianzong looked angrily in the direction where the voice came from.
Junior Master Fenglin was also sitting on a soft bamboo recliner, looking at Xianzong with concern.
Ancestors, Xianzong closed his mouth too quickly and bit his tongue again.
Junior Master Fenglin looked at the big tree on the ground, then looked at National Master Chengguan and said, "There are people injured here, why don't you save them?"
Gu Xinglang knew that the people being suppressed were Zhao Qiu Ming and the Dali Temple Minister, as well as a group of imperial guards who followed Zhao Qiu Ming. For the Third Young Master Gu, it would be best if such a group of people died. "Master, do you still care about my subjects in Fengtian?" Gu Xinglang turned his head and looked at Master Fenglin and said, "The emperor is here, so Master, there is no need to meddle in other people's business."
"Your Highness, do you think I'm meddling in other people's business?" Young Master Fenglin smiled. The smile of the beautiful sick boy was very endearing.
Of course, someone like Gu Xinglang, who grew up in the military camp, could not appreciate the elegance of Master Fenglin, and said coldly: "This is the imperial palace of Fengtian. What does it have to do with you, Master, whether it's the matter or the person?"
At this time, Xianzong was helped to stand up from the ground by Imperial Master Chengguan. Seeing his son-in-law bickering with Junior Master Fenglin, Xianzong was actually quite happy. This sissy made him too anxious. He wished a hero would come out and beat up this pretty boy.
Just when Xianzong was expecting a hero to appear, he heard a voice: "Dad, no, Father, what's wrong with you?"
Xianzong vomited blood again. Ancestors, he was wrong. He really didn’t want to see the hero at all. Let’s make this hero disappear!
A note to readers:
The last update is here. Good night, see you tomorrow. On Double Eleven, Meiguo went to Meilishuo to buy, but ended up having a lot of trouble with everything from computers to mobile phones, and the servers crashed. I wish you all a happy shopping, and then we'll all suffer the torture of the courier together, puff puff puff.
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