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Chapter 23: Emperor's Wrath

Inside the palace.

On the palace road leading to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, hundreds of officials in court uniforms walked in the direction of the Hall of Mental Cultivation aggressively.

Each of them had a heavy expression on their faces, and some of them had sad and angry expressions on their faces.

These officials are all civil and military officials in the court, and ministers of the country.

Every one of them is placed in a place, and it is an existence surrounded by people.

Headed by the general Wu Jin and the prime minister.

It can be said that most of the power of the week is concentrated on the hundred people who are chatting.

When the patrolling troops in the palace saw this menacing civil and military officials, they basically hid far away, and no one dared to step forward to stop them.

Occasionally, a few teams of loyal imperial guards stepped forward to stop them, but in exchange they were greeted with big mouths from General Wu Jin and other civil and military officials.

In this way, all the civil and military officials came to the outside of the Hall of Mental Cultivation unimpeded along the way.

"Stop."

"The important place of the palace, how can you and others be allowed to trespass at will?"

As soon as Baiguan arrived outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he was stopped by the guards outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

"Go away, we want to see the emperor."

General Wu Jin said arrogantly, and wanted to lead a hundred officials to force his way.

Unfortunately, the guards guarding the Hall of Mental Cultivation are not the Imperial Army, but the Bingzhou Wolf Rider.

He is not afraid of the status of officials at all.

"Bold."

"This is the Hall of Mental Cultivation. Are you trying to rebel against the Hall of Mental Cultivation?"

A team leader of the Bingzhou Wolf Rider shouted coldly, took out the long knife in his waist, and pointed at the generals Wu Jin and Baiguan.

"Encircle, anyone who dares to move, kill."

Hundreds of Bingzhou wolf riders drew their knives one after another, and surrounded the civil and military officials with murderous expressions.

Each of them is full of suffocating energy, and their faces are cold. At first glance, they are all iron-blooded elites who ran out of the dead.

General Wu Jin did not expect that the guards of the Hall of Mental Cultivation would dare to draw swords against them, and his face flushed with anger.

Who is his general Wu Jin?

He is a minister of the auxiliary country left by the late emperor.

He is the general of Da Zhou who is in charge of the six guards of the southern camp of the twelve guards of Shenwu.

Is the current state husband, a royal relative,

Even the emperor in the Hall of Mental Cultivation didn't dare to take a knife at him, the general.

But right now, a small guard commander of the Hall of Mental Cultivation actually dared to show his weapons to this great general.

It's really unbearable for my uncle and my aunt.

"Presumptuous."

"You actually dare to draw swords against this general and the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty. It's really against you, and you should all retire for this general."

General Wu Jin scolded the Bingzhou wolf rider with a livid face.

The prime minister next to him was also full of anger.

"You bastard, you should step down for Hon, do you still want to kill both Hon and Manchu civil and military?"

Prime Minister Yuan Bo angrily glanced at the Bingzhou wolf rider and said.

The other civil and military officials also spoke out in anger.

However, the hundreds of Bingzhou wolf riders remained unmoved, not even changing their expressions.

The golden sword pointed directly at Baiguan, and Sen Han's sword qi scattered in all directions, casting a shadow over Baiguan's heart.

The atmosphere was a little dignified for a while.

There is a big disagreement, and there is a posture of direct action.

At this moment, a figure came out from among the officials.

It was none other than Zhou Xian, the head of the Zongren Mansion, the king of the Eight Sages.

"Everyone, please listen to what this king has to say."

"Everyone, don't get excited. I'm here to meet the emperor. It's enough for someone to report to the emperor. There's no need to conflict with the palace guards."

"You must know that the imperial guards are all guarding the palace. Once there is a conflict with the palace guards, you must be well aware of the consequences!"

Zhouxian, the king of the Eight Sages, stood up and stated the stakes.

Zhou Xian, the king of the Eight Sages, knew that these civil and military officials were all elites, and he knew the stakes better than anyone else.

But Nai He is stuck here now, and Zhou Xian, the king of the Eight Sages, has to stand up and give the civil and military officials a step down.

Zhou Xian, King of the Eight Sages, was not afraid that Baiguan would be impulsive and attack the Hall of Mental Cultivation. He was afraid that the Bingzhou Wolf Riders who were guarding outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation would really attack Baiguan without knowing the importance.

If that's the case, then things really get out of hand.

Hearing the words of Zhou Xian, the king of the Eight Sages, Baiguan's mood really eased a lot, and he no longer scolded Bingzhou wolf rider.

Zhou Xian, King of the Eight Sages, was relieved when he saw that all the civil and military officials had come down this step.

Zhou Xian, King of the Eight Sages, was really afraid that a few of these officials would get angry and would not go down this level, angering these Bingzhou wolves.

At that time, it would be really troublesome.

Zhou Xian, the king of the Eight Sages, turned to look at the little commander who was riding a wolf in Bingzhou and said, "Go and report to the emperor! Just say that I will wait for the officials to see the emperor."

The little commander of the Bingzhou Wolf Rider nodded and immediately sent someone into the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Soon, an internal **** came out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, led the officials through the guards, and entered the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

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The Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Zhou Chen sat on the dragon chair and lowered his head to review the memorial.

After the general Wu Jin and the prime minister Yuan Bo walked in with the officials, they immediately knelt down to greet them.

"I will wait to meet the emperor."

Baiguan knelt down and said in unison.

Zhou Chen didn't raise his head or make a sound, and continued to lower his head to review the memorial.

Baiguan knelt on the ground and did not dare to get up without the permission of the emperor Zhou Chen. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

Time passed by second by second.

The atmosphere in the Hall of Mental Cultivation was heavy and strange.

Among the officials kneeling on the ground, no one dared to move, and no one dared to make a sound.

They all knew in their hearts that it was the emperor who gave them another slap in the face.

It is not a trivial matter for a hundred officials to enter the palace.

No matter what the reason, this is intolerable to any emperor.

Although the law does not blame the crowd, but when it comes to real investigation, none of them kneeling can escape.

It wasn't until ten minutes later that Zhou Chen raised his head and calmly looked at Baiguan who was kneeling below, "You guys still know that I am the emperor!"

"I thought that by aggressively rushing into the palace, I was going to abolish the emperor!"

Zhou Chen's voice was calm.

But listening to Baiguan kneeling below, his heart was like thunder.

A few were timid, and even cold sweat began to ooze out of their foreheads.

"The minister is guilty."

Baiguan bowed his head and said in unison.

"Guilty?"

Zhou Chen sneered.

"I didn't see any trace of guilt from you."

"I can see that you are all majestic and menacing, and even I, the imperial palace, can come and go freely."

"Hundred officials in the palace?"

A trace of sarcasm flashed on Zhou Chen's face.