After smashing the most symbolic statue of the god in the ancestral temple, the people's anger reached its peak. The knowledge that the imperial master was a witch who had brought disaster broke through the moral restraints, and they surrounded the imperial city with torches.

The commander of the Imperial Guard shouted: "What are you doing? You are going to rebel, aren't you!"

"Sir, we are not rebelling, we are trying to survive!"

"Yes, the witch is causing harm to the world. If we don't get rid of it, we will all die!"

The commander snorted coldly: "Nonsense! The Imperial Master is dedicated to serving the people, how can I allow you to slander them wantonly! Come and capture them for me!"

"Sir, we have no choice but to do so!" The man bent his legs, fell to his knees, and cried out with tears in his eyes, "The Imperial Master saved us, but now people are dying every day, and it continues, and the plague comes again.

What’s the difference!”

Commander: "What does this have to do with the national division?"

"The plague cannot be cured, but the Imperial Preceptor saved those who should have died, and announced a cure for the disease during the plague. Although it was a good deed, it also disrupted the order of heaven.

The plague did not take away people, but now it is causing people to suffer from strange diseases, one by one... My daughter was still alive and kicking the day before yesterday, but she died in her sleep last night... She was only six years old..."

At the end of the sentence, the man burst into tears, and there were low sobs and wiping of tears from the crowd.

The strong wind blew the flames, and there were thousands of people at the gate of the imperial city, but they were very quiet, and the whistling wind was very clear.

The commander's throat was dry: "National Master, she is just saving us."

"No one has been able to cure the plague since ancient times. If the medicine is effective, it means that most people will die. What's more, the plague is originally born from the unhealthy energy of heaven and earth. How can it be cured?

The Imperial Master is really...unusual!"

This is a scholar, with the euphemism of a scholar, but those peasants who are used to doing menial work and do not know a few words directly shouted: "She is not a national teacher, but a witch. It was she who cast a witchcraft to harm us all! We gathered together

This is to eliminate harm for the people!"

"Yes, sir. Not to mention that there was no precedent for curing the plague in the past. Let's just say that now, so many eminent monks and masters are helpless against the plague, but the national master has prepared a prescription in just a few days. Sir, don't you find it strange?

! What’s more, she’s just a woman! If it weren’t for the magic, how could she have saved everyone!”

Just as the people were talking to each other, the situation in the palace was not far behind.

A group of ministers knelt in the hall, clenched their fists and spoke sincerely: "Even if the Imperial Master is not a witch, but the people had trouble after drinking the medicine she gave them, doesn't it have anything to do with her?

Nowadays, the people are boiling with resentment and complaints. They have smashed all the statues of the national masters and challenged the authority of the royal family. If this continues, the world will be in chaos!

Your Majesty, at this time, the priority should be given to the state of Ming Dynasty! I am so bold that I beg your Majesty to execute the Imperial Advisor in order to quell the anger of the people and restore peace to the world!"

"I sincerely request your Majesty to execute the Imperial Master!"

All the ministers knelt down, bowed their heads, and bowed deeply. They were neatly organized and used their usual way to threaten the person in power on the dragon throne.

The emperor seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "It's good to quell the public's anger and bring stability to the world. But I didn't know that a mere imperial master has the means to stir up the stability of the world."

"No one in the capital knows that the Imperial Preceptor is the reincarnation of a demon girl. What's more, His Majesty has seen it with his own eyes. When the late Emperor was still here, the Imperial Preceptor appeared like a six-year-old girl. She couldn't speak, couldn't grow up, and couldn't age.

, The world is so big, but this matter has never been heard of, it is really strange and strange."

"Yes, when Your Majesty was nine years old, the Imperial Master was suddenly able to speak, and grew and developed at a normal child's speed. When she became an adult, drought, floods, plagues, and many other ominous signs followed. Isn't that right?

God is reminding us that the Imperial Master is the reincarnation of a witch, and now he is about to awaken, causing chaos in the world and making the people miserable?!"

"Oh?" The emperor smiled, but there was a coldness in his eyes. He was frozen three feet away, not even a blade of grass grew, and there were still a lot of chatter underneath. Even the eighty-year-old father at home couldn't poop, and he spared no effort to bring it to Chu Hanxing.

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The emperor's eyes became colder and colder, and the smile on his lips slowly faded. His eyes fell on the courtier who talked the most happily, and he picked up the inkstone beside the table and threw it under the table.

Impartially, he hit the courtier on the forehead. A muffled bang made all sounds stop suddenly. All the courtiers turned their heads and saw that the forehead of the man who was hit was bloody and bloody, and blood streaks were winding down. The courtier

My heart was frightened, I looked at my eyes, my nose and my heart.

The emperor said angrily: "What a bunch of bastards! You have read poetry and books in vain, maybe you are all blind!"

Since ancient times, droughts and plagues have appeared in every dynasty and every generation, with countless deaths and injuries. I want to ask you, who keeps the people fed during severe droughts? When the plague comes, regardless of their own safety, they sit at the clinic at the gate of the imperial city day and night to see doctors one after another?

The Imperial Preceptor wholeheartedly announced good remedies for the people, but now they have become a wedge for you to slander and spread rumors. Which of you has not received the favor of the Imperial Preceptor and led your family to escape from the plague by relying on the methods announced by the Imperial Preceptor?

Now she is better, the drought has passed, the plague has been cured, she is strong and well fed, and has the strength to bite her back and put all kinds of unreasonable hats on her head! I still want to ask you,

Wait until you still have conscience!"

The new emperor is a careerist who doesn't speak much. He rarely argues with anyone and insists on arguing who is right and who is wrong. This is the first time he has spoken such a long and powerful speech in the court. His emotions are leaked out and he does not hide his feelings.

Anger and ridicule.

The court hall was silent, and the courtiers breathed softly and did not dare to speak.

The emperor was so angry that he laid down millions of corpses, not to mention that the man on the dragon throne was not an easy person to deal with.

Or maybe they know they are wrong.

The person who wronged the Imperial Master knew better than she herself how wronged she was. Liuzi had eaten several bowls of rice noodles and watched the guest know it. However, they always had a silent understanding, which was to force him to cut open his stomach to prove his innocence.

But they didn't care whether Liu Zi was innocent or not. They only wanted to achieve one goal, which was to make Liu Zi open his stomach voluntarily.

Someone sighed in a low voice: "If the imperial master is not a witch, how can the innocent people die? It is better to give it a try than to wait to die."

"The dynasties from all sides are pressing hard to ask us to hand over the imperial army. We are outnumbered and the enemy is outnumbered. If a war begins, there will be internal and external troubles, and there will be no chance of victory. Your Majesty, please think twice."

"The death of one person, the Imperial Master, changes the life of the world. This is an act of great justice. The Imperial Master cares about the world, so he may not be unwilling to do it."

The emperor looked at the faces below, with a mocking smile on his lips, "Get out."

The ministers felt a little relieved, this was their agreement.

The courtiers dispersed and the emperor was the only one left in the palace. Chu Hanxing walked out of the screen and sat down calmly.

The emperor closed his eyes and turned the prayer beads, and said a little tiredly: "You have heard it. I allow you to choose again. It is up to you to decide whether to leave or not."

"I am willing," she said.

The emperor opened his eyes and sneered: "I can see through people's hearts, but I didn't expect that people's hearts are more sinister than what I saw. Looking at their righteous and awe-inspiring looks, it's really ironic compared to the words coming out of their mouths."
Chapter completed!