The princess is killing like crazy again

"As subjects, we should be loyal to the emperor and help His Majesty solve problems. We should also correct His Majesty's mistakes and correct ourselves!" There were still subjects kneeling on the ground and shouting.

When someone took the lead, the ministers began to become bolder.

People always tend to follow the herd mentality. Once so many people speak up, they will think that the law does not hold them all responsible, and so many people will be fine.

"Your Majesty! You must not do this!"

"Yes, Your Majesty, acting this way has never happened since ancient times and is against the ancestral system!"

"The late emperor and Your Majesty allowed me to serve as an official in the court, to hold military power, and to open a girls' school and appoint female officials. This honor is enough! Isn't this enough? Greed is like a snake swallowing an elephant!"

"The *** holds military power and has countless followers! This has already threatened the imperial power, and the only thing to worry about is the in-laws taking power. Your Majesty is now giving the princess such an honor, which is simply unreasonable!"

"Let's not talk about how ridiculous it is for a woman to do this. This is unacceptable for anyone else!"

"Your Majesty is so fond of me, I'm afraid there will be great trouble in the future!"

"The *** is arrogant and extravagant, and has an arrogant attitude. Chu Le is full of complaints. How can Your Majesty still reward him like this?"

"Your Majesty is now ready to wear the crown, sit on the dragon throne, and wear the dragon robe, just like the emperor! What about the future? Doesn't that mean Chu Le will have two masters?"

The more they talked, the more excited they became, spitting everywhere, and they wished they could peel off a layer of Xiao Yurong's skin.

"Good." Xiao Yuxie patted the armrest, "Very good!"

"Let's leave the court." Xiao Yuxie waved his sleeves and left. "I will give you one day to think about it. Let's see if you still have this idea after one night."

Huh? What does that mean? Any follow-up?

Is something big going to happen tonight?

But no one dared to ask Xiao Yuxie. After they had spoken so much passionately, Xiao Yuxie dismissed the court with just two words.

The ministers watched Xiao Yuxie leave and began to worry in their hearts.

It can't be a delaying tactic, right? After all, including today, Xiao Yurong's coronation ceremony will be in three days, and by then it will be too late to do anything.

This is not possible.

A few people looked at each other, exchanged glances, and secretly made up their minds.

That night, a letter circulated among various family homes in Yujing.

Finally, all those who signed the letter gathered at Xiangguo Temple at night.

As a result, the Xiangguo Temple, which should have been deserted at night, was unusually lively, and it was a suppressive liveliness.

Anyone who wrote his name on the letter meant that he was willing to participate in the fight against Zhaoyang ***.

This was not only a covenant, but also a bond, in case anyone betrayed them and told their names to others.

The night was as dark as solidified ink, and floating in this temple, which enshrined almost all the dignitaries of Yujing, was an unstable factor.

Inside the Xiangguo Temple, everyone who hurried here under the cover of night had solemn expressions on their faces, and even the atmosphere was depressing to the point of being suffocating.

"Your Majesty has always been kind to me, and even more so than the late emperor, who favored me. Now that you and I have done something so unacceptable, it would be an understatement to say that we are plotting treason."

"Yes, if this matter is discovered by Fuyang Guards and spread to the ears of the ***, won't the *** know about it, won't he tear you and me into pieces?"

"If you do this, your career and your life will be at stake. I'm afraid that if this is exposed one day, no one in your family or even my clan will survive!"

"Besides, if you are afraid, just say it directly. Is it necessary to be so pretentious?"

"If you're afraid of trouble, shut up and get out of here. If you don't do it, there are plenty of people who will."

"Everyone, the arrow is on the string and must be shot." An old man suddenly spoke up.

As soon as he spoke, the previous noises became quieter, which showed that he was a man of seniority and status.

His eyes were gleaming. "The Fuyang Guards were able to continuously collect intelligence and conduct analysis, and even kill people and exterminate entire families, killing first and reporting later. They were simply relying on the extremely powerful Zhaoyang leader behind them."

"Don't forget, the Hua Department is almost omnipresent, and the Mirror Department is still lingering, supervising the operation of various departments of the court to ensure that officials perform their duties conscientiously. In recent years, they have discovered and exposed many cases of corruption, nepotism, favoritism and bullying among officials." The more he spoke, the uglier the faces of many people present became.

The old man smiled complacently: "Do you gentlemen have clean hands? Even if you really didn't do anything, the government won't tolerate even those who are idle and do nothing."

The existence of Fuyang Guard is a certain check and balance on some officials with too much power. In a sense, it can prevent autocracy and political chaos, but the person who is autocratic is Xiao Yurong.

Xiao Yurong established this set of procedures, and the Mirror Department and the Flower Department would regularly collect information on the work and behavioral performance of officials from all levels of Chule.

Whenever there was solid evidence, they would execute the criminal first and report to the police later. With Xiao Yurong's tacit approval and support, Fuyang Wei's ruthless and impartial approach to handling cases without regard for relatives and friends really served as a warning to others.

It is because there is a knife hanging over their heads that officials feel they are in danger of losing their jobs and are more diligent and self-disciplined.

But they are also afraid that the knife will fall one day.

This touches upon their most core interests.

This is also why a large part of this group of people came here.

"Let me be frank with you all. This letter is signed by all of you. If someone gets caught in this or someone keeps their mouth shut, I will have to take action first." The old man smiled sinisterly. "When that happens, don't blame me for being ruthless."

In addition to those who came for profit, there were of course some who truly felt that the stability of Chu Le's country could not all depend on Xiao Yurong alone.

"Your Majesty has been completely bewitched by that demon and has lost his judgment. We are doing this for justice, and all of this is for the sake of Chu Le's country!" Their voices were full of determination.

"But as for Your Majesty..." Some people still had concerns.

"Everyone is going to die one day!" someone said loudly, "We have done this loyal and righteous thing, and we died a worthy death. Future generations will surely remember our names!"

Everyone nodded.

"Okay, then we will express our determination to His Majesty tomorrow and submit a joint petition to express our protest!" They all made up their minds.

The old man shook his head. "Not only that, we should cut the grass at its roots when doing things. I have a group of assassins, and with the combined strength of our families, we will definitely be able to drag *** into the water. Recently *** said he would avoid it, so tonight we will let the assassins attack ***'s mansion."

"What? Assassinate ***?" Someone was horrified. "The *** government is full of talented people, a bunch of staff and generals. Let's not talk about Xie Deshu, and the ghost Fuyangwei who haunts us all day long. *** herself is also good at martial arts!"

"Of course it's not to kill her. Killing her would be the best, but our goal is to force her to reveal those things that are inconsistent with her identity and make Your Majesty believe that she really has a rebellious heart!" said the old man.

He will be completely unprepared today, and all the assassins he brought with him will take action. Xiao Yuxie must be informed of the decision of these ministers before tomorrow's morning court session.

Someone said weakly, "Your Majesty, you don't care about this, do you? He looks like he is willing to share the throne with you."

"Nonsense! Who doesn't want to sit on the highest chair in the world? Who would really be willing to share the exclusive power?" The old man scolded, "Even if His Majesty doesn't suspect anything about this, what about the future? Year after year, he will eventually become suspicious!"

The voices of the men lowered. "We sent the letter to that man, but he refused, did not sign it, and returned the letter unopened."

"Although he is an upright man and cannot sit idly by and watch such intrigues and power, he is also the ***'s confidant and probably cannot go against his old master." The conversation became increasingly low.

"Will he tell *** about this? Then we're all doomed." Someone gritted his teeth.

Some people also comforted him: "Don't worry, he doesn't like to kill innocent people. If he tells ***, we will all die. He will not allow Chu Le's internal affairs to be so turbulent."

Suddenly, a gust of night wind brought with it the smell of blood.

They suddenly had a bad feeling that those guarding outside Xiangguo Temple were all their own trusted confidants.

Dimly, a jade-like face was revealed, as if through a ghost light.

Everyone straightened up and listened to the sound of a door opening with a creaky sound, and a man with a sword in hand stood in front of the door.

The moonlight was cold, the shadows of bamboos wandered, and two shadows fell on him. His shadow seemed to have become a tall and slender bamboo.

Li Yaozhi was wearing a green cloak and a white shirt, and had a handsome appearance. His every move revealed the elegance and calmness he had developed over the years, but he was now holding a sword that was bleeding.

The jade bones are the gods and the green bamboo is the soul.

It was by crushing one-third of the moonlight between heaven and earth that Li Yaozhi was formed.

Behind him was a group of serious-looking, well-trained warriors, all holding weapons and looking murderous.

Everyone was horrified when they saw this scene.

Someone stammered, "This... Young Master..."

They noticed that a pool of dark red blood soon formed under Li Yaozhi's boots and spread rapidly, spreading in a horrifying manner, making the unicorn embroidered with silver thread on Li Yaozhi's boots look terrifying with its green face and fangs.

This famous handsome man now looks eerie and ghostly.

Some sharp-eyed people had already seen his confidant lying on the ground with his eyes open in death.

"You, you!" They understood and retreated tremblingly, "Li Yaozhi, what do you mean!"

This young and powerful official, the rumored regicide, smiled.

"My Lords, I have no intention of frightening you, but I have been ordered by my Lord to do something." He said in a gentle voice, "This is a Buddhist temple. If there is too much killing and the smell of blood is too strong, I am afraid it will disturb the Buddha."

After hearing what Li Yaozhi said, the ministers felt relieved a little, as it seemed that Li Yaozhi did not intend to kill them.

But this also means that Li Yaozhi came here on behalf of the ***, and he has no good intentions.

Someone stepped forward and asked, "What does the young master mean?"

Li Yaozhi laughed, and he looked really good when he laughed, "Your Highness wants to share this prosperous era with the Emperor, I will help my Lord and help her achieve her plan."

The jade sword in his hand, like his handsome face, was coated with a light and soft halo under the moonlight.

But the blood on the sword's blade tore them apart.

"In that case, Yao Zhi is offended." He nodded slightly.

Li Yaozhi took the lead. The moment he raised his sword, the minister in front had his throat cut and fell to the ground.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the ministers were screaming, fainting, or fleeing.

The gate of Xiangguo Temple was closed at this moment.

In the chaos, the assassins brought by the old man rushed forward, and Li's assassins also rushed in.

Li Yaozhi was an expert swordsman and agile, and he was unstoppable in the fight. When he swung his sword, blood gushed out.

In the fierce fight, his inner gentleness turned into fierce murderous intent, and he killed people without mercy.

The entire Xiangguo Temple was filled with a bloody smell, and his body was covered in blood.

Li Yaozhi stood under the golden Buddha statue in front of the hall. In the dark night, his eyes were still bright, as if shining.

The sounds of fighting here naturally alarmed the monks and pilgrims in the back wing. Many of them leaned in to see what was happening and were frightened out of their wits.

Who doesn’t recognize this Li Yaozhi?

The fighting subsided a little, with many casualties on both sides, but Li Yaozhi brought more people, and they were more skilled.

The old man fell to the ground under the Buddha statue with a bloody head and dying. He looked at Li Yaozhi and trembled, "You - you Li family -"

"It's not Li." The night wind ruffled Li Yaozhi's hair, and he said calmly, "It's me."

"You!" The old man was furious. "Li Yaozhi, what do you want? You don't have to do this if you want power. Does your family know what you are doing? What you are doing is tantamount to roasting your family in a raging fire!"

He looked around and saw that all the ministers were being held captive by Li's assassins, or they would have been dead already.

"Mrs. Zhaoyang is a jealous ruler. You have made more achievements than she has. She will not allow you and Li to remain in the world! You are just feeding a tiger with your own body!" The old man took a deep breath. "You are not the head of the family yet, but you are! Your father is the prime minister, the head of the family! Your cousins ​​are eyeing this covetously. How dare you do this at this critical moment?"

Li Yaozhi sighed softly: "Don't bother with this matter."

My heart is as solid as a rock and will not budge, just as it has always been.

He raised his hand slightly and held the sword, with his eyes downcast, as if with compassion, like ten thousand green bamboos covered in snow and gray smoke.

Under the gaze of the Buddha statue, Li Yaozhi killed again.

Blood splattered three feet and splashed onto the golden body of the Buddha statue. Li Yaozhi half-closed his eyes, and blood dripped down his sword.

His facial features were soft, his eyebrows were thin and his eyes were beautiful, but there was a faint glow between his pupils, a hazy and gentle indifference.

Like jade, beautiful, warm, but cold.

"Alas." Li Yaozhi sighed softly, lit a fire stick and threw it into the Buddhist hall.

He walked out of the temple and faced the extremely angry abbot and monks, as well as shocked and horrified pilgrims.

Xiangguo Temple burned down.