"Foreign objects from the sky, please protect us!" Prince An Yi's face changed, and he rushed to Song Shijun's side in a few steps, and commanded the guards in the hall to surround the emperor in the center.

The imperial guards held swords in their hands, and countless sharp swords stabbed at the paper in the air. Many of the papers were cut by the sword edge and fell on the emperor's face in a flying manner.

However, the paper was pouring rain, falling from the sky continuously. How could the intensity be blocked by the guard's sword?

"What is this?" A piece of paper as big as a palm happened to be on Song Shijun's face. He grabbed it in annoyed manner. Looking at the sloppy handwriting on it, he suddenly felt a creepy feeling!

"The Qingshan is fortunate to bury loyal bones, and the innocent companion of the foolish emperor in the Golden Palace..." When he saw the four lines of poetry clearly, his anger was instantly replaced by huge horror. His originally unhealthy face turned even more sallow, and his whole body trembled like fallen leaves in the wind.

Yue Yi, this person who lives and keeps fighting against him, and dies makes him restless day and night!

At the same time, the civil and military officials in the court also saw the handwriting on the paper.

Even though they were still shocked, they realized the first time that the loyal bone mentioned in the poem refers to the Yue family army that was killed by the emperor not long ago. It is self-evident that only Yue Yi, who was killed in this world, can be called the mainstay of the mainstay.

"Is it true that the emperor gave Yue Yi to death, which really made the gods angry?" Many ministers had such thoughts in their hearts.

At the beginning, the emperor was determined to ask for the lives of Yue Yi and his family, but no one in the civil and military affairs in the court dared to stand up and plead for the Yue family. Now, the sky is angry, will these silent and compromised people also be in trouble?

"Bastard, this must be a conspiracy of Yue Ni's party. Yue Ni is dead and still dares to make trouble in my Golden Palace?" Song Shijun did not feel that he was wrong, but instead roared furiously: "Go and summon the Imperial Guards to me. I want to let Yue Yi be pulled out and whip the corpse!"

Since he killed the Duke Zhenguo family, he had sent someone to search the Duke Zhenguo's Mansion carefully. However, even if he dig three feet into the ground, he could not find the jade seal of the throne that was given to the crown prince by the late emperor.

Without the jade seal of the throne, he was always regarded as an emperor as a wrong person and dissatisfied with words. He was frightened all day long, fearing that one day, someone with ulterior motives would take the jade seal of the throne and reveal the scandal of his killing of his father and brother.

Therefore, when he ordered the killing of Yue Yi with just a secret letter from Xiao Guangbei. He was afraid that he would not eliminate the roots, so he ordered the killing of Yue Yi's family and the killing of all the soldiers of the Yue family.

What’s hateful is that before the incident, Yuchi Xiao was personally ordered to conquer the Southern Yi, and there was no news since then.

Song Shijun became more and more afraid the more he thought about it. He gritted his teeth and said, "This is someone who used Yue Yi's death to deceive the public. Then I will dig out Yue Yi's corpse in front of the world and let everyone watch it. I am not afraid of him Yue Yi! I am not afraid of him when he is alive, and I am even more afraid of death!"

"Master!" Prince An Yi was so scared that he knelt on the ground when he heard Song Shijun's crazy words, and shouted loudly: "Yue Yi is dead, so Master must not do this! Some people among the people are secretly building temples for Yue Yi, which shows his position in the hearts of the people. If Your Majesty digs out Yue Yi's bones at this time, the people in the world..."

"Shut up!" Before Prince An Yi finished speaking, Song Shijun pushed away the imperial guards who were blocking his side, walked to Song Shiqing, pointed at his nose and cursed: "Are you confused or scared? The people in the world are my people. Why should I do things according to the wishes of the people? You are a kind woman, if it weren't for you, I would have cleaned up Yue Yi long ago. Why would he drag him down until now? He would have gained a good reputation as a traitor? He is also a pillar, and he is worthy of it?"

"Your Majesty is wise. No matter whether Yue Yi is a traitor or something else, he is already dead. The dead are gone, why don't you get along with a piece of loess again? Besides, what good will it do to insult Yue Yi's body?" Prince An Yi knelt on the ground with a saliva sprayed by the emperor and insisted on kneeling on the ground and persuading the emperor.

"Can I bear my anger like this?" Song Shijun raised the piece of paper in his hand, and his hair was so angry that his roots stood up. He shouted sternly: "I am the emperor, the emperor favored by the heavens. If it weren't for Yue Yi's ghost, how could my Golden Palace collapse? Where did these ruthless words come from? Yue Yi, he was alive and chaotic, and he was still against me when he died. If he didn't extricate this anger, people in the world thought that I was really afraid of Yue Yi!"

"If it was really caused by Yue Yi's unjust soul, then the emperor could have invited Master Yuxu from Baiyun Taoist Temple to exorcise evil spirits and suppress ghosts." Song Shiqing's eyes turned and thoughts came to his mind, saying, "I think Master Yuxu is also a well-known Taoist practitioner in Bianjing City. I heard that the talisman that was drawn to suppress ghosts is a hundred tests and hundreds of ways."

"Yes, yes, Your Highness, the prince said very well!" Luan Cheng, who had been lying on the ground pretending to be dizzy, could no longer hold back when he heard Song Shiqing's words. He got up, rolled and crawled to the emperor, and said with a buckle:

"Please ask Master Yuxu to go to the Fengbo Pavilion to do a ritual, which will make the ghost that is causing trouble disappear, and Yue Yi will never be reborn even if he dies!" Luan Cheng killed Yue Yi to the end of the executioner with his own hands, and his mind is more sinister and vicious than his master. Thinking that the ghost of Yue Yi's family was wandering around, he felt panic from the bottom of his heart.

"Well, this is a good idea!" Listening to Luan Cheng's words, Song Shijun's expression returned to normal and he nodded frequently.

"Your Majesty can't do this!"

"Please think twice!"

"God has the virtue of being alive. Please let Yue Yi go!"

When the ministers heard their conversation, they felt cold in their hearts. Finally, they felt sad and sad as if the rabbit had died. The ministers knelt on the ruins and shouted long live, and persuaded the emperor in a verbal manner to stop ruthlessly attacking Yue Yi's soul.

Yue Yi was a famous general in his lifetime. He had a high prestige among the people and had never bullied his ministers who were ministers in the same palace on weekdays.

After Yue Yiqu died, these people were somewhat dissatisfied with the emperor's cruelty, but for their own wealth and life, none of them dared to speak out for Yue Yi in public.

However, the emperor was so cruel that even Yue Yi's soul was not spared, which finally caused the resistance of these weak ministers, and they pleaded for Yue Yi unanimously.
Chapter completed!