Chapter 154: Draw the Sword
"Chao Chao wants to draw the sword." The voice was soft, but the tone was extremely confident.
Marquis Zhongyong was sitting at the outermost edge and couldn't help but sneer at this moment.
"Nonsense."
"Your Majesty, no matter how much you love Princess Zhaoyang, you can't let her do whatever she wants."
"A child who is less than two years old is not even as tall as the sword. How can she draw the sword? It's really a joke." Concubine Xiao chuckled.
"Father, if she can draw the sword, so can Yining. Yining is your own daughter. How can I not be as good as her?" Princess Yining leaned against Concubine Xiao and spoke for her mother.
"Your Majesty, we cannot let her bring shame to Beizhao." Marquis Zhongyong stood up and replied.
All the civil and military officials in the court stood up and said, "Your Majesty, this is absolutely not allowed."
This is too ridiculous.
It's just child's play.
[Hmph, in this world, I am the only one who can pull out the morning sun! 】Lu Chaochao put his hands on his hips, his face full of pride.
Xu was worried but was unable to stop it.
The prince stepped forward and said, "Father, let Chao Chao give it a try."
The prince's firm tone made the emperor feel at ease.
He looked at Chaochao, and Chaochao looked at him seriously.
The emperor squatted down and said, "Chao Chao, then... Emperor Daddy, I will leave the fate of Bei Zhao to you."
All the ministers stood up and knelt in front of the hall: "Your Majesty, Bei Zhao's most precious treasure is related to the fate of Bei Zhao. How can you treat it like a joke?"
"Your Majesty, I hope Your Majesty will think twice!"
The hall was full of people kneeling.
The Duke of Protectorate stood there calmly. Lu Chaochao could even protect the Fourth Prince, so he was more powerful than him anyway.
Although the ministers who were being asked to pay their debts knew some of her secrets, they never thought that she could pull out the broken sword.
Even Beizhao and Xiyue were helpless against this broken sword.
After all, she was not yet two years old.
The emperor ignored the ministers' objections and said: "For the last round, let my daughter, Princess Zhaoyang, play."
The Saintess of Xiyue chuckled: "Your Majesty Bei Zhao is indeed courageous."
All the civil and military officials in the court knelt on the ground, their faces furious with anxiety.
The prince personally carried Lu Chaochao down the stairs.
"Brother Taizhi, aren't you worried?" Lu Chaochao was surprised to see that he had a smile on his face and looked like he was enjoying a good show.
The prince put her on the ground: "Don't worry, Chengxi, Chaochao, you can do it."
In this world, only you can pull out the morning sun.
Lu Chaochao walked towards Chaoyang step by step, and the people of Xiyue could hardly hide the smiles on their faces.
Lost.
Bei Zhao has already lost.
What kind of storm can a two-year-old child stir up?
"What nonsense! His Majesty dotes on Princess Zhaoyang too much. Lu Chaochao is not even as good as Jingyao..." Pei smiled. She was happier than anyone else to see Lu Chaochao making a fool of herself.
As soon as the words fell.
Suddenly...
The ground suddenly shook violently, the table shook non-stop, and even the wine glasses on the table fell to the ground.
The wine spilled all over the floor.
Lu Chaochao held the hilt of the sword with both hands. The Chaoyang Sword felt her breath, and her whole body was filled with anticipation.
She placed both hands on the hilt of the sword and applied only slight force...
The broken sword was gently pulled out.
The rusty broken sword shone brightly the moment she pulled it out, and the rust on it faded away little by little, revealing its original appearance.
“Look!”
"The broken sword has been pulled out!"
"Oh my god, she actually pulled out the Chaoyang Sword!"
The Saint of Xiyue sat up straight, her expression stern, her laziness gone.
"How...how could this happen?" The saint's heart was beating like thunder.
I watched Lu Chaochao pull out the Chaoyang Sword bit by bit. The sword, glowing with golden light, was almost too bright to look directly at.
The pressure was so great that almost everyone was suppressed by the sword energy of the Chaoyang Sword.
How could it be just a rusty broken sword!
That is a real divine sword!
His whole body was covered in golden light, looking awe-inspiring and insolent.
"Really, Excalibur!"
The sword energy that soared into the sky made countless people surrender to the ground.
Lu Chaochao held the Chaoyang Sword and burst into tears: "Old friend, I found you..."
The once arrogant Chaoyang Sword now acted as docile as a child, making bursts of buzzing sounds.
"Your Majesty, Princess Zhaoyang has pulled out the broken sword!"
"No, no, no, it's the magic sword, it's the magic sword!" The Duke Protector of the Country was overjoyed.
The fourth prince sat next to Consort Xian: "Mother, did you see this? Princess Zhaoyang is far more powerful than we thought."
Concubine Xian nodded happily.
Ever since the Fourth Prince stayed in the capital, she could see from time to time that he, who had been suffering from mental illness, was in great shape.
"The emperor is blessed and will take good care of the princess." Concubine Xian is a complete princess fan.
"Good! Good! Good! Well done Zhaoyang!" The emperor clapped his hands and laughed.
He was so happy to see the envoy from Western Vietnam that he changed from being so determined to getting what he wanted to the point of being frustrated.
"Zhaoyang is worthy of being the heart of Beizhao, the sun of Beizhao, and my pride!" The emperor made no secret of his love for Zhaoyang.
Lu Yuanze's eyes widened even more.
"How could Chaochao? How could she draw the sword?" Lu Yuanze was shocked beyond words.
It was as if the stone he despised suddenly turned into a rough jade.
Concubine Xiao dug her nails deep into the flesh, and the jealousy and resentment in her eyes almost became tangible.
The emperor personally went down the stairs and picked up Chao Chao.
"Chao Chao will be my heart of Bei Zhao."
All the civil and military officials knelt on the ground: "The heart of Bei Zhao."
"The Heart of Bei Zhao."
"The Heart of Bei Zhao."
Everyone shouted loudly.
The moment the Chaoyang Sword is drawn out, sword energy will spread and will protect the entire Beizhao.
Lu Chaochao held the long sword in his hand: "Evil spirits are forbidden in Beizhao territory."
From today on, Beizhao will no longer be invaded by evil spirits.
The Western Vietnamese envoy's face turned pale, and the maid looked at the saint frequently with an anxious expression.
They never intended to give the broken sword to Bei Zhao! !
Ah, not only did I lose the lady, but I also lost my army.
Moreover, as the rust on the broken sword faded and it became majestic and sacred, they regretted it even more.
They never thought that there was really someone in Beizhao who could pull out the broken sword!
The Saint of Xiyue looked unhappy and her heart could not calm down for a long time.
The smile on his face could hardly be maintained.
The emperor felt happy.
So what if you have a magic sword?
I have morning.
"Chao Chao, the magic sword is yours." The emperor said without hesitation.
"Your Majesty, this is absolutely not possible. Princess Zhaoyang is your Majesty's adopted daughter, and this magic sword naturally belongs to the royal family." Lord Jiang is now a second-rank official and holds an important position in the court. Many people responded immediately.
As soon as the words fell.
The Chaoyang Sword actually flew out of Lu Chaochao's hand and headed straight towards Lord Jiang.
Lord Jiang exclaimed, “Ah!”
He hid beside the pillar and narrowly avoided it.
Just a trace of sword energy left a heavy mark on the pillar.
Lord Jiang fell to the ground, and the Chaoyang Sword was floating in the air, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at Lord Jiang.
Everyone was horrified by what they saw.
[Chaoyang is still as stingy as before...]
Lu Chaochao spread her hands in the air: "Chaoyang, come back."
Chaoyang reluctantly circled around Lord Jiang and returned to Lu Chaochao's hands.
In her hands, it is particularly well-behaved.
When the Saint Maiden of Xiyue saw this scene, she was so heartbroken that she almost vomited blood.
"Saint, the sword is gone..." The maid was in tears.
Chaoyang Sword, Chaoyang has spirit!
No one in the court, whether civil or military, dared to oppose.
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