"You dare to come in!"
"If you take one step further, you will be dead, and the ten clans will all die!"
"Prince, stop!"
The officials and officials wanted to scare Song Jingxian, and they all blushed and threatened with thick necks.
However, they didn't know that Song Jingxian looked handsome, but he was a ruthless man who dared to kill Zhao Gan without hesitation when everyone hesitated.
Song Jingxian admired Zhao Zheng, and he fell in love with Zhao Zheng's domineering.
Zhao Zheng let him in, then he dared to enter.
Zhao Zheng walked without a trace of hesitation, and Song Jingxian did not hesitate or waver.
Amid the clutter of cursing and intimidation, he held his head high and strode forward.
Hearing the footsteps behind him, Zhao Zheng was very satisfied.
This is the result he wants.
He Zhao Zheng is the emperor and the master of Dayan.
Song Jingxian is his person, it is enough to listen to him, and the weapon is also a weapon, there is no need to listen to the gossip of those masters who follow the rules.
If Song Jingxian thinks too much, it proves that he has ambition, and his ambition is very low. Although Zhao Zheng will still give him a different surname, but that belongs to the soldiers outside to give an explanation, and he will not go again later. Reuse Song Jingxian.
"Generals, follow me into the hall."
After entering the Qiankun Hall, Zhao Zheng shouted again.
"Enter the palace!!!"
Song Jingxian, who consciously separated from Zhao Zheng by ten paces, turned around and roared.
"Tap ta ta ta."
The soldiers, armed with swords, entered the hall neatly and uniformly.
"Reverse! Reverse!"
"Zhao Zheng, you stupid lord! Great Yan's country will definitely be destroyed by your hands!"
"Don't respect the ancestral system! Pfft!"
The civil servants and masters were all crazy, and some people vomited blood.
Not only did Zhao Zheng bring an "unknown young general" into the hall, but he actually called these "barbarians" with blood on their bodies into the hall. This was no longer simply touching their bottom line, it was simply They danced on the top line of the sky.
The soldiers looked solemn, and their steps were uniform.
Entered the palace!
The Qiankun Hall, the most noble place in the entire Dayan Dynasty.
Kneeling outside the palace, Yang Wei, the Duke of the State, muttered in despair, "Zhao Zheng, you are a complete lunatic, you are fighting with the doctor of the Manchu Dynasty!"
"Stop! Get out!"
A doctor ran forward and blocked the way.
"Army!"
These two words were shouted out by Zhao Zheng.
"kill!!!"
The heavy shield ran forward, lined up neatly, and rows of halberds that were ten feet long slowly descended from the vertical, showing the posture of stabbing forward.
arrayed.
They roared out the uniform killing words from their mouths.
Only Zhao Zheng's people entered the hall. The 20,000 dragons and tigers in the square saw this scene, and they were even more restless when they were not calm.
They have mixed feelings.
Envy, jealousy, injustice.
The soldiers who entered the Qiankun Hall with Di Kun today will definitely be written into the history books and fight with you. Probably, this is the greatest glory for the soldiers!
"I'm standing here, and I see who of you dares to move! Zhao Zheng, you stupid lord, if you mess with my Great Yan ancestral system, and break my Great Yan ritual method, you will definitely be written into the history books, and you will be stinky for thousands of years!"
Hundreds of civil servants stood in the way.
"Lend me to use it." Zhao Zheng looked back at Song Jingxian's saber.
Song Jingxian trotted forward and offered his sword with both hands.
"Zheng!"
Zhao Zheng slowly pulled his sword out of the scabbard and pointed it forward, and said in one word, "Come in!"
"Enter!!!"
"Tread! Tread! Tread! Tread!..."
The heavy shield marches forward, the military formation is strict, and the halberd jabs in front.
"Zhao Zheng! You have to die! Ahhhhh!"
Someone cursed, then screamed.
On this day, the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty did not believe that Zhao Zheng dared to kill the doctor.
These masters who have read the books of sages and sages are the existences of the late emperor who have to yield three points.
On this day, the civil servants and masters whose mouths were more stinky and tough than those in the thatched hut withdrew.
In more than one step, they retreated from the door of the Qiankun Hall to the standing position of the daily court, and they squeezed into a ball.
The military attachés, generals and the academy all had goosebumps, and they couldn't believe it was true. They all said that King Kun was arrogant and cruel. They saw this, but they also saw the new emperor Kun's overbearing.
Cool! From the soles of the feet to the Tianling cover.
This is a real emperor.
Not the puppet of the Wenchen clique called the "Cabinet".
Looking at the 800-year spring and autumn of the Dayan Dynasty, except for the one who founded the country and conquered the country, no one has such a style.
The merits and demerits are put aside first, the military attachés feel that they see the future and see hope.
Based on the desperate obedience of the five thousand soldiers, the military officers felt that the emperor was not ordinary.
Zhao Zheng held the inferior iron sword and kept going forward, but there were thousands of people in the Qiankun Hall, but no one dared to despise him.
"stop!"
When he got to his place, Zhao Zheng raised his hand.
The soldiers stopped.
Bringing soldiers into the hall is really against the rules.
However, this is necessary to deter those pedantic old guys. To put it bluntly, it is the three fires that the new emperor takes office. He wants to show his domineering, unreasonable, it is not easy to be the emperor, and he does not want to make decisions in the future. Sometimes a group of people will jump out to teach him to do things, and they will always keep saying for the country and the people.
If it is a low martial arts world, Zhao Zheng is willing to play slowly.
There are immortals in this world, and the immortals who blow away the sky in one breath don't have much time. How can he have the time to reason, strength is the last word.
Zhao Zheng walked towards the throne himself.
Dozens of people in the Wenchen Group were stabbed to death. Most of them were cannon fodder. It was not a matter of luck. Some were betting that Zhao Zheng would not ruin his reputation and really let the soldiers do it. The people in the official clothes of Dayan started, and when the icy halberd cut off their heads, they knew they had lost.
There are also some people who are scared and stupid, stay in place and stay stupid, and they are also killed.
Zhao Zheng stepped onto the high platform step by step. He carried the blood-stained wicked iron sword and sat on the supreme seat of the Emperor of the Dayan Dynasty.
Ancestry?
etiquette?
The so-called master recognition test of Qiankun Temple?
Text, martial, cultivation, no one interjected at this time, no more beeps.
Zhao Zheng sat down.
The first time he sat on the throne, Zhao Zheng frowned. It felt a little cold to the touch, and it wasn't too soft. It wasn't as comfortable as a certain treasure's ninety-nine yuan and eight free shipping office chairs.
Sitting on the throne, Zhao Zheng crossed Erlang's legs, and he put the sword flat on his knees: "Soldiers, please tell them who I am, who has the final say about this great flame, what is the ancestral system, and what is the etiquette! "
"His Majesty!"
"His Majesty!"
"Your Majesty's system is the ancestral system!"
"The law spoken by Your Majesty is the law of etiquette!"
Thousands of troops shouted in unison, shaking the world, crying ghosts and gods.
"My emperor is ten thousand years old!" The old eunuch looked at Zhao Zheng, who was in high spirits on the throne. He was excited to shed tears, he shouted in a sharp voice, and then knelt on the ground forcefully.
"Crack!"
The soldiers who entered from the official roads on both sides turned to both sides.
"Huahuahua." The generals knelt down collectively.
"Wow." The civil servants knelt down a lot, but some of the big red robes in front were still standing.
"Huhu!" Daji pointed forward.
The civil servants and doctors all knelt down, and the stubborn ones who did not kneel were also dragged to their knees.
Everyone shouted in unison: "My emperor is ten thousand years!!!"
Song Jingxian, who was kneeling on the king's road, led the call again: "Your Majesty, ten thousand years!"
Everyone shouted: "Your Majesty is ten thousand years!!!"
Outside the Qiankun Hall, kneeling Yang Wei collapsed to the ground, "He, he actually did it. It turned out that he didn't respect the ancestral system, he didn't obey the etiquette, he was not recognized as the master, and he could become an emperor.
But then, Yang Wei's eyes gradually became fierce, and he smiled.
"Hehehe, doesn't that mean, if I go, I can do it too?"