Chapter 1111

However, he was really afraid of Zhong Mingzheng. It was not until this moment that he realized that the man in the Dragon Robe in front of him was never his nephew. Even if the blood of Zhao family flowed on Fengzi and Longsun's body, it was not something they could cling to. Even in order to help Zhong Mingzheng ascend to the throne, Zhao family did their best, but in the end, he We are just servants, just like the happy father-in-law who has no roots

Zhao Changrong picked up the imperial edict again, and then continued to read it with trembling: " Jin said: the emperor's destiny, can't be violated, people and gods have no trust, can't be absent from the Lord. Fearing the power of heaven, dare not only follow Hongli...... "

In Zhao Changrong's trembling voice, Zhong Mingzheng stepped on the water step by step and slowly walked to Zhen Yongtang, the official history of the imperial Tianjian. He looked coldly at Zhen Yongtang and said, "Zhen Yongtang, I don't know that you were a loyal man, but you are loyal to the emperor. Do you think the emperor can appreciate it?"

"Prince Rong, you are not the real dragon! On the night of June 30, I watched the sky at night. The heart of the 28 stars stopped at the side of YINGSHUO, which is the image of YINGSHUO guarding the heart! The Lord is fierce! The Lord is rebellious and oppresses the palace. The emperor is not good! " Zhen Yongtang suddenly snapped, he should be trying to be heard by all the civil and military officials, so the voice was loud and hoarse. He should be too excited. He had been slapped by cold rain on his almost stiff face. At this time, it was red. Only when he spoke, he was pressed on the ground with a "Gudong" by the guard behind him. He thought it was half His body was about to be twisted, but he screamed, "Prince Rong is not the real dragon! He is a traitor and a thief! Ying Shuo keeps his heart! By no means Ah! "

The sharp sword that has been holding tightly in his hand suddenly rises, then falls down violently. When the sword rises and falls, Zhen Yongtang's head has rolled to the ground. The blood from the cavity splashes all over Zhong Mingzheng's body. The face cut like an axe and chisel is stained with a layer of blood red. It looks terrible. It scares an old man beside him The minister couldn't come back at one breath, and then he fainted with a sound of "Gudong".

"PATA!"

Zhong Mingzheng left his sword, and his bloodstained eyes wandered around the civil and military officials, then walked back without saying a word.

“…… In the imperial examination, the imperial edict was abdicated, so why is it called a artifact? It can't be empty for a long time. The emperor can't live without the master. Among the emperor's sons, he pushed me and encouraged me to follow the public opinion. On the seventh day of July this year, the emperor was located in the dugong palace. All over the world, you can hear it. July 7th. " Zhao Changrong finally read the imperial edict to ascend the throne, but he felt uneasy. Seeing Zhong Mingzheng stepping on the water and coming back, he was so busy that he bowed respectfully.

"I am now on the throne, as ordered by the supreme emperor. There are many crooked and sycophantic people. I can't bear to be deeply responsible for the sick and weak of the supreme emperor. However, if this population goes against the words of crooked and evil, it may cause uneasiness in the world. If I don't punish severely, how can I calm the hearts of all the people in the world?" Zhong Mingzheng faced a group of civil and military officials and said in a cold voice, "it's why Zhen Yongtang was punished for whipping corpses. Zhen's family was full of copying and beheading, which was executed immediately!"

"Yes, I do!" Then Ling Shian bows to take the order, and orders his men to get rid of Zhen Yongtang and Xi Gonggong.

Zhong Mingzheng looked at the two lines of dazzling blood red on the ground, and gradually raised his head. He looked up at the dark sky. The more he looked, the more he gnashed his teeth. The more he looked, the more he wanted his eyes to canthus. The more he saw his chest undulating, the more he wanted to burst out. Zhao Changrong was so busy that he shouted: "real dragon flies to the sky! There must be wind and rain! This is providence! Long live the emperor! "

"Long live the emperor!" At present, a number of ministers are shouting with Zhao Changrong.