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Chapter 1090 All Officials Arrive

Yang Yizhong had merely ceased resisting; he had not said anything to the imperial guards.

But upon hearing Zhao Gou's threat of exterminating his entire clan, he felt as if struck by lightning.

He turned around, looking at Zhao Gou, who was being pushed closer and closer by Xue Rengui, his eyes gradually turning cold.

He had been loyal for decades, and in Zhao Gou's eyes, he was just a lamb that could be wiped out at any moment?

Thinking of his wife in his humble home and his grandson who was just learning to babble, he could no longer hold back and shouted at the guards who were still blocking Xue Rengui.

"All of you, stop!"

His sudden shout startled the guards, and they all turned to look. Then, they saw him continue to speak.

"All of you, stand down! Today's events will be judged by the heroic spirits of Emperor Shenzong and Emperor Taizong!"

"We will no longer interfere with matters within the palace walls!"

After the capital was moved to Lin'an, the imperial guards protecting the palace had been replaced almost entirely.

The current personnel were mostly drawn from various armies.

Only these three thousand veteran brothers, bound by the emotions forged in life-and-death battles, could be commanded by Yang Yizhong as his confidantes.

Therefore, as soon as Yang Yizhong spoke, the guards immediately helped up their fallen comrades and retreated to a distance.

Zhao Gou was stunned. He had never imagined that a casual remark would lead to such consequences.

He had also never expected that Yang Yizhong, who had always seemed a hundred times more obedient than Yue Fei, would be so decisive when he defected!

"Hahahaha, idiot! This is what you call bringing it upon yourself!"

After Xue Rengui let out a cold laugh, he swiftly charged towards Zhao Gou.

Zhao Gou still had a chance to escape, but now, without the obstruction of the imperial guards, he was captured by Xue Rengui in an instant.

Just then, the sound of hurried footsteps approached from the direction of Lihua Gate.

Everyone turned to look and saw a large group of officials and a dense army pouring in from that direction.

"How dare you!"

The person leading them, upon seeing Zhao Gou being grabbed by the scruff of his neck like a chicken, immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

Fang Er merely glanced at him and paid him no mind.

Instead, he said to Han Shizhong, "General Han, these officials have arrived at just the right time. Let them all enter the hall to speak, and as for those soldiers, you'd best persuade them to wait outside."

After speaking, he whispered a few words to Xue Rengui and then walked towards the Wende Hall.

Han Shizhong understood his intentions immediately. With the occurrence of such an event, more and more people would surely arrive. He couldn't possibly explain himself to everyone he met.

Yue Fei, Yue Yun, and Zhang Xian, father and sons, entered the great hall together. Zhao Gou and Mo Qixie were also brought in.

Meanwhile, Xue Rengui, with two special forces soldiers, headed out of the palace. Before long, a helicopter ascended and flew south.

Inside the great hall, the dragon throne already had an occupant.

However, it was not Li Shimin sitting there, but Zhao Guangyi.

Fang Er swept his gaze around the hall and found that old Li was sitting on a brocade stool playing a match-three game.

This was truly exasperating. To think that just moments ago, he was being surrounded and attacked outside, yet this fellow showed no signs of worry whatsoever.

He really didn't know if it was his confidence in himself or simply his carefree nature!

"Tsk tsk tsk, caught again so quickly, what a loser~"

Li Shimin looked up and glanced at them, sighed, put his phone back into his pocket, and prepared to continue watching the show.

Fang Er casually tossed Zhao Gou onto the ground and looked towards the entrance of the hall.

Outside the hall, Han Shizhong and Yang Yizhong, working together, had managed to hold back the soldiers with whatever persuasive words they used.

Civil and military officials entered the great hall one after another. Upon seeing the two unfamiliar faces on the dragon throne, they instantly erupted in an uproar.

The leading civil official pointed at Zhao Guangyi and his son and shouted, "How dare you! Who are you, to presume to usurp the imperial throne!"

"Hush~~"

Wang Xuance placed his index finger on his lips, signaling them to be quiet.

But to these people, this gesture was undoubtedly a provocation!

The official immediately turned and roared at Han Shizhong and Yang Yizhong, who had followed them, "Grand Councillor Han, General Yang, someone is—"

"Slap slap~"

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Xuance struck him twice across the face.

Flicking his wrist, Wang Xuance looked at him with a hint of exasperation, "I told you to be quiet, why are you so clueless?"

"Look who that is?"

After saying this, he pointed to Zhao Gou on the ground, who had already been beaten into a pulp.

Although Zhao Gou was bruised and swollen, the officials could still vaguely recognize him, and they immediately quieted down.

"What do you want?!"

An official asked in a low voice, afraid of provoking Fang Er and the others.

"Everyone, please be at ease. The occupants of the dragon throne are none other than the heroic spirits of Emperor Shenzong and Emperor Taizong. Seeing the kingdom in turmoil, these two ancestors have descended to the mortal world to oversee the situation!"

Han Shizhong walked forward, holding his saber, parting the crowd with Yang Yizhong to also enter the hall.

How could these officials believe such words? However, they dared not say anything for the moment, especially since Zhao Gou was already under control. If anything were to happen to him, they would be unable to bear the responsibility.

Seeing that most of the people had arrived, Fang Er walked over to Zhao Gou and squatted down to look at him.

"Answer my question just now, who are you!"

Zhao Gou did not understand why he was asked this question again, but he could only brace himself and answer.

"I, I am the current Emperor!"

"Slap~!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Er delivered a slap.

This sudden turn of events made the officials instantly tense. Just as they were about to rush forward, they found many short-haired men beside them, holding weapons and watching them menacingly.

These were Ge Luoyang and his special forces.

Having experienced such scenes multiple times, he had figured out one thing: facing these fellows who had never seen an AK, gleaming steel blades held more deterrence.

Fang Er's voice, filled with killing intent, came from the other side.

He stared at Zhao Gou and said coldly, "A ruler should take the world as their responsibility."

"To stand by and watch the common people be slaughtered by the Jin people, yet cowardly move the capital here for a precarious peace."

"Not only did you not support the resistance against the Jin and the recovery of lost territories, but you also fabricated baseless charges to frame loyal officials!"

"What right do you have to be a ruler of a nation!"

How could Zhao Gou admit to such accusations, especially when the entire court was present and watching him!

Therefore, he repeatedly shook his head and denied, "No! I did not do these things!"

"I understand now, you, you are here for Yue Fei!"

"But his matters were all handled by Qin Hui and Mo Qixie. The evidence is conclusive, and I had no choice but to issue an order for strict investigation!"

Although Fang Er knew he was shifting blame, he pretended to be convinced and looked at Han Shizhong.

"General Han, where is Qin Hui?"

Han Shizhong surveyed the people in the hall and shook his head, "Qin Hui is not here."

Fang Er then fixed his gaze on Mo Qixie.

This fellow was terrified and immediately knelt down. His hands were tied behind his back, and he bowed repeatedly, kowtowing.

"Mercy, good sir! This was all Qin Hui's idea. I was also compelled, please investigate wisely!"

Fang Er smiled faintly. Not everyone had arrived yet; there was no need to rush!

He looked at Han Shizhong, "Qin Hui is seriously injured. If he doesn't receive timely medical attention, he will bleed to death, so he must have gone to find someone to treat him."

"Quickly send someone to the Imperial Hospital to check. If he is indeed there, bring him back immediately!"

Han Shizhong readily agreed and turned to the doorway to call a few imperial guards and give them instructions.

ps: Guess where Xue Rengui went?