His Majesty is plotting a rebellion? Quickly, summon the Imperial Advisor!

Zhou Xiaoyou, now bearing Ji Yuan's face, sat cross-legged in the Jingxin Hall, trying his best to recall Ji Yuan's usual expressions and demeanor.

She was extremely nervous about being asked to impersonate Sister Ji Yuan. She wasn't afraid of the ministers, but she was afraid that she wouldn't do a good job, would give herself away, and cause Sister Ji Yuan's death.

Little did she know that the Empress Ji Yuan of Da Xi, whom she so deeply cared about and worried about, was right under the incense burner table behind her.

I'm watching her performance right now.

If she were to walk up to that table now and lift the tablecloth, all her predicaments would naturally be resolved. With Ji Yuan no longer in Xu Bing's hands, she would no longer be so controlled.

Unfortunately, although they seem to be only a little bit apart, they are actually thousands of miles apart, at opposite ends of the earth, and can only look at each other but never reach each other.

Moreover, with crows perched on branches and crimson eyes fixed on the Jingxin Palace, everything was under control, and there was absolutely no chance of anything unexpected happening.

"Damn crow, so ugly." She cursed angrily as she saw the crow perched on the branch outside.

at the same time.

Shang Shoucheng, the commander of the Imperial Guards, who was walking along the mountain path, suddenly frowned and waved his hand to signal the troops to stop.

He opened his arms and said, "Bring me the bow."

Left Wing Guard Yu Jin brought over a fine bow. Shang Shoucheng took the bow, nocked an arrow, drew the bow, and shot it into the sky in one smooth motion.

"call out--"

The arrow missed.

Startled, a crow let out a piercing cry and flew away into the distance.

"Commander, what's wrong?" Yu Jin asked, turning to look at the crow that had flown away. "Was there something strange about that crow?"

Shang Shoucheng nodded. "That crow has been following us all the way."

Shang Shoucheng frowned slightly, sensing something was amiss, and ordered, "Speed ​​up. I need to ascertain His Majesty's safety as soon as possible."

The group quickened their pace and hurried toward the Jingxin Hall halfway up the mountain.

the other side.

Xu Bing's pupils contracted slightly; Shang Shoucheng had a keen intuition.

Judging by the time, he can set off now.

He straightened his clothes, stepped out from the side, and walked calmly toward the entrance path of Jingxin Villa.

"Who goes there! This is important territory, stop immediately!" The imperial guards stationed at the foot of Jingxin Manor shouted as soon as they saw him from afar.

Several archers standing on the watchtower all aimed their arrows at Xu Bing.

"I am the Grand Preceptor of the Great Xi Kingdom. I have heard that His Majesty has descended the mountain today, and I wish to discuss a matter of great importance concerning the survival of the nation," Xu Bing said loudly.

He wanted to enter the mountains openly and honestly.

"Imperial Preceptor?" Upon hearing these two words, the soldiers scoffed slightly, their disdain barely concealed.

A man stepped out from the Imperial Guard and casually replied, "Grand Preceptor, what brings you here? Please return. The Grand Commander said that His Majesty is currently weak and will not see any unauthorized personnel."

Xu Bing sighed softly, his prestige was too low, even a lowly soldier would dare to look down on him.

Xu Bing looked over and asked, "What's your name?"

The man's lips curled up, showing no fear, and under Xu Bing's gaze, he said, "Liu Yong, the 400th Commander of the Imperial Guard."

"Liu Yong, right?"

Xu Bing slowly walked over.

He had only taken two steps when an archer shot an arrow at him. The arrow landed in the path of Xu Bing's next step, and the tip of the arrow was still trembling violently.

Xu Bing's face remained expressionless, but a dangerous glint was brewing in his eyes.

Seeing this, Liu Yong smiled indifferently, "Please don't be offended, Grand Preceptor. The new recruits are ignorant and don't know their own strength."

He immediately scolded the archer who had shot the arrow: "Honestly, why don't you apologize to the Grand Preceptor? What if you frighten him into something bad?"

Upon hearing this, the archer put away his bow and arrows and shouted, "My Lordship, I'm so sorry! I was being reckless!"

He deliberately raised his voice, showing no remorse whatsoever, and even displaying a swaggering air. In that army, such behavior could earn him a reputation.

Sure enough, laughter erupted from the Imperial Guards.

The entire court knew that Xu Bing, the Imperial Preceptor, was about to be deposed by His Majesty.

Moreover, there have been recent rumors in the palace that this Xu Bing is a fraudster who has been indulging in eating, drinking, and merrymaking all these years, growing fat and being nothing but a good-for-nothing.

Magical arts? It's nothing but a deceptive trick.

Liu Yong looked at Xu Bing with a mocking expression, but things couldn't be done too rigidly.

"Silence! Silence!" Liu Yong shouted.

The laughter in the army finally subsided.

Xu Bing stepped over the bow and arrow and looked at the archer who had just shot the arrow. "You, come here."

"What is it, Grand Preceptor? Is there anything you wish to instruct?" The archer slowly approached.

Hold your head high.

Neither overbearing nor overbearing.

It was a young face, somewhat delicate, but unfortunately... it was too young.

"Snapped!"

A loud slap rang out.

The force was immense.

In an instant, the slap landed on the archer's face, instantly making his eyes roll back and knocking out several teeth.

It flew out almost sideways.

With that one strike, the archer's fate was instantly unknown.

A soldier went to check, took a breath, and then shook his head.

died.

He was slapped to death.

Liu Yong was initially shocked, finding it hard to believe that the useless imperial advisor could actually kill his well-trained archer with a single slap, so he went to check his breathing himself.

That face, twisted and contorted from being slapped, had truly lost all life.

How can it be?

Liu Yong felt a pang of pain in his heart. These were archers, trusted personal guards. Every one of them was a huge loss.

He ended up being slapped to death!

His eyes instantly became bloodshot. He turned to look at Xu Bing, only to see a calm face.

The two looked at each other.

Liu Yong, whose men had killed many, actually had a momentary thought of retreating.

This was not the Xu Bing he remembered.

Or rather, at this moment, Xu Bing's eyes held a faint air of disdain that made him almost unrecognizable to him.

Xu Bing is a familiar figure to everyone in the Da Xi court; he's nothing but a disgusting flea, and only His Majesty protects him.

But from this moment on.

Not anymore.

Xu Bing spoke calmly, asking, "Where is Liu Yong?"

Liu Yong emerged from his shock, still staring intently at Xu Bing, wishing he could skin the fat man alive on the spot.

Xu Bing met his gaze, his eyes filled with disdain, mockery, and a desire to play with him. You want to embarrass me? Fine, but what if I slap your personal guard to death? What will you do then?

Not only that, I can also hold you accountable for your crimes.

"Liu Yong has failed to discipline his soldiers properly, and the army is lax in its discipline. This terrible situation occurred while he was on duty at Jingxin Villa. What crime do you think you should be charged with?" Xu Binghuan questioned.

Liu Yong's eyelids twitched, but because Xu Bingguo was still the Imperial Preceptor, he could not openly contradict him.

At this time.

"Heh, Grand Preceptor Xu, you really have a lot of nerve. The Imperial Guards are only responsible to His Majesty. Grand Preceptor, aren't your words a bit presumptuous?"

The army parted to make way for Xu Bing, and Right Wing Guard Duke Zhonghou stepped out from the crowd, looking at Xu Bing with a cold smile.

"What right do you, a mere Right Wing Guard, have to speak to my national teacher like this?" Xu Bing said disdainfully.

"You!" the right-wing guard glared angrily.

"I have important matters to discuss with His Majesty today. If you delay me, can a mere Right Wing Guard bear the consequences?"

Xu Bing strode up to the Right Wing Guard and stopped in front of him. His tall figure stood before him like a wall.

Even the armored Marquis Gongzhong, in terms of sheer imposing presence, was completely overwhelmed by Xu Bing.

In terms of height, the right wing-back is only about 1.75 meters tall.

Xu Bing is over 1.9 meters tall, and with his current "fat" added to his physique, he really looks like a human wall.

"If you have any objections," Xu Bing gently patted Gong Zhonghou's face.

He said, "Then I swallowed it."

"Also, discipline your subordinates well. I expect you to give me a punishment that satisfies me, otherwise, you, a wing guard who rose from humble beginnings... tsk tsk tsk."

Xu Bing gave him a meaningful look, then walked up the mountain path without turning back.