"What's going on?"

"What is this to do?"

"What a fortune!"

...

The princes waited for a long time, but before the old man summoned the order, they waited for a group of fully armed soldiers. Seeing more than a thousand soldiers from Shanpu Battalion suddenly arrived, not only surrounded Rui Jingxuan, but also trapped the princes. It immediately made everyone feel disturbed, and the noise of chaos suddenly arose.

"Your Majesty has an order to announce that all princes will come in to see you!"

Before the princes could come to their senses, they saw Qin Wuyong leading two little eunuchs out of the courtyard gate, shook the dust with no expression, and announced the old man's will loudly.

"My sons and I will receive the order to thank you. Long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live."

Most of the princes were confused. When they heard the old man ask for a request, they didn't dare to neglect them. After each knelt down to thank the Sheng's grace, they all walked into Xuanmen.

"The son (son) bowed to the Emperor Ama (Huangmafa)."

After passing through the heavily guarded courtyard gate, they went straight to the hall. When they turned the screen, they saw the old man sitting high behind the copywriting like a deep water. There was still a person kneeling in the hall. It was Kun Wu, the deputy general of the Nine Gate Admiral’s Office. Everyone was stunned, but they did not dare to lose their manners. They rushed forward and worshiped each other.

"Please keep it and let them all recognize each other!"

The old man glanced at the princes indifferently, but did not scream as usual, but waved his hand and gave a cold command.

"twitter!"

The old man ordered this, and Qin Wuyong, who was waiting beside him, did not dare to delay any delay. He quickly responded to the promise, stepped forward carefully, stretched out his hands, and picked up a cloth strap on the copywriting. He turned around and walked to the third master, bent down and handed the cloth strap to the third master.

"ah……"

Although he had known about the eagle of Yilihuang before coming, when he saw the real thing, the third master could not help but change his expression. He was just a scream, but it was not entirely because of shock, but was just a concealment. Of course, after the exclaim, the third master did not say anything else, but handed the eagle of Yilihuang to the fourth master who was kneeling beside him. He lowered his head and made an inexplicable shock, but in fact his mind was running at high speed.

"this……"

The Fourth Master took the cloth belt and saw it. He also exclaimed and disappeared. He turned his hand and handed the cloth belt to the fifth Master, and passed it down one by one. Until Hongqing, who was kneeling at the end, also saw the content on the cloth belt, Qin Wuyong took the cloth belt back and placed it respectfully on the copywriting in front of the old man.

"Let's talk about it, this fake edict is the work of that evil beast, huh?"

The old man still didn't scream, and just let everyone kneel on the ground, his eyes sharply looked around everyone, and squeezed out a gloomy words from the gap between his teeth.

Dead silence, a dead silence. Although everyone had already recognized the handwriting on the cloth strap, before they understood the old man's intentions, the princes were silenced rationally. Obviously, no one wanted to be the bird that stood out at such a subtle moment, so everyone became jagged gourds, and there was no sound at all.

"What? I'm all mute, huh? I'm asking you and saying it!"

Seeing that the princes refused to speak, the old man's heart immediately became angry, and he slapped the copywriting angrily and shouted angrily.

"The emperor Ama Mingjian, the words on it are clearly written by the prince, and the ministers will never admit their mistakes!"

When the old man got so angry, he immediately scared the princes' heads to lower his head a little bit, but someone raised his head indifferently and must have shouted in great vehement. All the princes raised their heads in shock and raised their heads. Following the reputation, the Tenth Master was shouting there, and his face became wonderful for a moment.

"snort!"

The old man did not comment on the Tenth Master's words, but instead snorted coldly, and glanced at the princes with different expressions in dissatisfaction.

"The Emperor Ama Mingjian, my son thought that what the tenth brother said was very good. This was written by His Highness the Crown Prince. My son can guarantee his life!"

Seeing that the old man did not refute the Tenth Master's words, the Ninth Master immediately followed and agreed.

"The Emperor Amamingjian, this is indeed the work of His Highness the Crown Prince."

"Emperor Ahma, this handwriting should be written by His Highness the Crown Prince."

"Emperor Ama Mingjian, I think this is indeed done by His Highness the Crown Prince!"

...

As the saying goes, everyone pushed the wall down, and the princes had never had any good feelings for the mean and merciless prince. Once the Ninth Master and the Tenth Master took the lead, they all started to mess up and proved the prince in a verbal way, but the Third Master and the Fourth Master were still silent.

"Yinzhi, say."

The third master's silence was obviously impossible to escape the old man's eyes. Seeing that the third master always lowered his head, he had no sign of any expression. The old man's face immediately became even worse, and he stopped drinking coldly.

"If you go back to the Emperor Ama, this handwriting is indeed like the work of His Royal Highness the Prince. However, whether it is true or not, it still needs to be checked before you can draw a conclusion. Whether there is anything wrong with it is necessary to find out the foundation. Therefore, my son asks Emperor Ama to temporarily stop Thunder's anger, and it is not too late to make any decisions after investigation."

The third master came prepared and would not be at all afraid of stage. Even when facing the old man's black face, he still spoke very appropriately.

"My third brother is crazy about gaining and losing his heart, right? Nothing is like this? Could it be that the third brother is also involved in this matter?"

As soon as the third master finished speaking, before the old man could speak, Lao Shi shook his head and said from the side.

"That's right, I'm afraid that it's not really a bad move for the third brother to be so partial?"

The Ninth Master and the Tenth Master have always been Jiao Bulimeng, and then they stabbed the Third Master.

"Ninth brother, don't talk nonsense. If you don't have a thorough investigation, how can you make a conclusion randomly without a thorough investigation!"

Nine, the words of the ten two masters were naturally not good, but the third master ignored them at all and just looked at the old man with a calm expression. Instead, the fourth master, who was kneeling beside him, suddenly spoke up and scolded Nine, the ten two masters without any hesitation.

"Ha, the third brother went crazy. Could it be that the fourth brother was also confused? This is obvious, but I still have to do it thoroughly. Could it be that the fourth brother, you are also..."

Lao Shi was just a rough person. He didn't care about the moment he was in front of the emperor, and he was just talking happily. No matter how ugly the old man's face was, he sneered and sarcastically sarcastically the Fourth Master.

"Enough!"

Lao Shi was speaking happily, but the old man could no longer suppress the evil spirit in his heart. He slapped the copywriting heavily and scolded him angrily.

"Don't let go of the anger, please stop your anger!"

When the old man got angry, the princes didn't dare to slap in more ways. They all hurriedly lay on the ground and kowtowed and mourned.

"Hmph, come, go and spread the evil deed!"

The old man ignored the requests from all the princes. After taking a few breaths, he patted the copy again and blew up his anger.

"twitter!"

Facing the old man's aura, Qin Wuyong was so scared that his face was pale. When he heard the old man's order, he quickly stepped out of the side with his trembling legs. After responding respectfully, he staggered and ran out to Xuan. After a while, he led several big guards to escort the prince Yinreng, who was extremely pale, and turned out from behind the screen. There was no doubt that from the time Qin Wuyong went there, the prince had already been taken to Changchun Garden.

"My son bowed to the emperor."

Although no one told Yinreng what happened after being taken down, how could he not know that his plan was most likely to be revealed when such a large formation came out? At this moment, when he saw Kun Wu kneeling beside the hall, the last trace of luck in his heart turned into a bubble. With all his thoughts, he calmed down his mind. He didn't care how complicated his eyes were when his brothers looked over. He walked slowly to the copywriting, followed the court rules and respectfully gave a big gift.

"You still know that Wan is your emperor? Hey, what an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf. Isn't you repaying him for nearly forty years? He called the army and raised the flag? You want to learn from Emperor Taizong of Tang, but you are still far from it. How can you borrow some troops and horses to kill all the civil and military officials in the court, so that you can save you from having to worry about winning people's hearts."

Looking at Yinreng's pale face, the old man was really angry. He was cold and scolded him unwillingly.

"Your Memorials will take care of what they do. You will do what the Emperor Ama wants to deal with. You have nothing else to say."

The prince thought that he would definitely die this time, and he didn't want to show his timidity in front of his younger brothers. He raised his head and died calmly, and said to the old man with a loud voice.

"A bad son, bad son, snail, snail..., come, drag this evil to me..."

The old man was already on the head of fire, and when the prince confronted him in public, he could not tolerate it. He slapped the copy in anger and roared in anger.

"Don't calm down the anger of the Emperor, please calm down the anger of the Emperor. The matter has not been found out. Don't be in a hurry, King!"

When the old man got so angry, the brothers all hurriedly lay down on the ground, making a trepidation. Only the third master and the fourth master knelt up almost at the same time. At the end, the third master took the lead and began to mourn.

"The emperor Ama calmed down. My son thought that the third brother was very serious. This matter must be clearly determined first."
Chapter completed!