In the court.
Everyone's gazes were focused on Ying Tian. Ying Tian's next move was enough to determine today's outcome!
Ying Tian slowly approached Chunyu Yue. The Tianwen sword in his hand was pressed against the jade floor of the imperial court.
Plop!
Plop!
The crisp knocking sound was like the death knell of Yama striking Chunyu Yue's heart. Ying Tian had not said a word, but Chunyu Yue's cries could not help but become softer and softer. An inexplicable sense of fear rose in his heart.
Everyone could not help but become more nervous.
Prince Nineteen's next move would probably be like a thunderclap!
"Enough!"
"Teacher is a great scholar of the current era. Little Nineteen, how can you humiliate him like this!”
Fu Su slowly stood up. His eyes were filled with indescribable bitterness as he looked at Ying Tian stubbornly.
This time, he lost.
He had lost completely!
However, since things had already come to this, he did not want to continue to escalate the situation!
If Ying Tian wanted to kill Chunyu Yue, he would never agree!
"Little Nineteen! Today's matter is all my fault! It has nothing to do with Teacher and the three thousand Confucian scholars outside the palace!”
"Whatever decision you want to make, come at me!”
Hearing Fu Su's words and looking at Ying Tian who was approaching, Chunyu Yue's eyes were filled with vitality again!
Fu Suyan had already reached this point, so would this Nineteenth Prince still dare to touch him?
Taking this opportunity was the time to reverse the situation!
In an instant, the righteous energy around Chunyu Yue surged. The words of the great scholar were imperceptible, wanting to break Ying Tian's mind!
"Your Highness Fu Su! There's no need to speak up for this old minister!"
"This old minister has been magnanimous all his life! There's no need..."
Before he could finish his words, a peerless sword light swept backward like a starry river and slashed at Chunyu Yue in an instant!
What kind of swordsmanship was this?
The protective Righteousness Qi was instantly cut apart like silk! Chunyu Yue's eyes were filled with shock!
He couldn't defend against it!
A trickle of blood slowly seeped out from Chunyu Yue's throat. Looking at the indifferent Ying Tian, who looked as if he had just killed a chicken, Chunyu Yue's eyes revealed an indescribable despair and regret for the first time.
Madman.
Prince Nineteen was a lunatic.
How could he kill someone without hesitation in the imperial court? What was he thinking?
If he killed her, would he not want her future?
Clang!
As Chunyu Yue fell heavily, Ying Tian returned his sword to its sheath. At this moment, Fu Su's hands, which were about to turn around to support Chunyu Yue, were still frozen in the air, as if he had not recovered from his shock!
"Ying Tian!"
"How dare you! Killing an important minister of the country in the court!？”
"You deserve to die!"
Blood slowly flowed from the ground to Fu Su's feet. The usually elegant Fu Su had completely collapsed. He could not help but roar angrily.
However, after hearing Fu Su's words, Ying Tian didn't even turn his head. He just walked out of the hall with the 'Heaven Asking' hanging on his waist and said softly,"
"Chunyu Yue slandered me and tried to harm me, but Brother Fusu didn't do anything.”
"Three thousand Confucian scholars are using words to mess with the law, but Imperial Brother Fusu turned a blind eye.”
"The scholarly faction wants to use the Dragon Slaying Art to destroy the foundation of Great Qin, and Imperial Brother Fusu is willing to become their blade.”
"Today, I used my Great Qin Emperor's Sword to eliminate the evil spirits, but Imperial Brother is so indignant?”
"Imperial Brother Fusu, go and read your Confucian classics!”
When he said the last sentence, Ying Tian's tone was filled with coldness!
It was like a bone-chilling winter, and it made Fu Su, who had almost lost his mind due to anger, feel as if a basin of cold water had been poured over his head!
At this moment, Ying Tian, who had almost walked to the back of the court, suddenly paused, turned around and bowed slightly to Ying Zheng, then said softly,"
"Imperial Father, Professor Chunyu Yue wants to use the righteous spirit of a great scholar to move your son's mind. Your son's body is not well, so I will leave first.”
"Correct."
Looking at everything before him, Ying Zheng was still in a trance.
He had only wanted Ying Tian to make a decision, but he did not expect that the usually calm Ying Tian would be so violent!
A single word of disagreement had caused Chunyu Yue's head to fall to the ground!？
Although his words were sharp, this was not the same concept as personally killing someone!
Moreover, Chunyu Yue's actions were extremely secretive, how could Little Nineteen detect it?
He sighed in his heart,
His gaze inadvertently caught a glimpse of the last sword scar left behind by Ying Tian after he killed Chunyu Yue.
Looking at Ying Tian's hurried footsteps as he left, as if someone was chasing after him, Ying Zheng could not help but feel a little strange.
Little Nineteen left so quickly. Could it be that she was afraid that he would go back on his word and take back the "Heaven Asking"?
Forget it, I'll let Little Nineteen explain it to me later.
Plop!
Clenching his teeth, Fu Su knelt down heavily. He could not do anything to Ying Tian, but he could not let this matter go!
"Father! Nineteenth brother should be severely punished for this!"
Glancing at Fu Su, Ying Zheng's train of thought gradually came back to him, and the coldness that belonged to an emperor reappeared in his eyes.
Even now, was he still unable to see the situation clearly?
Instinctively, Ying Zheng wanted to grab the Heavenly Question by his waist, but he failed to do so. He could not help but feel a little speechless, but his face did not show any disappointment.
Instead, he showed a gratified expression. Then, he looked at Fu Su, who was kneeling below the stage, and his eyes gradually became indifferent again.
"Supervisor, do you admit to what Little Nineteen said about your crime?”
He called Ying Tian Little Nineteen, and called him by his official name?
Fu Su's heart trembled.
Looking at the indifferent look in Ying Zheng's eyes, he understood everything.
"I admit my punishment!"
"Hmm, considering your past achievements in supervising the army, you can be spared from death, but you can't escape punishment. After today, you will return to Shangjun to supervise the army.”
"Get up immediately."
Shangjun!
Exiled him again?
"Yes."
Fu Su gritted his teeth and walked out with his body swaying slightly.
In a daze, she seemed to hear Li Si speak from behind.
"Your Majesty, what should we do with the three thousand Confucian scholars outside the palace?”
"Kill all the leaders, and the rest will be exiled.”
Plop!
Fu Su's face instantly turned as pale as a sheet of paper. His legs gave way and he almost fell at the entrance of the hall.
It was all over!
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