I’m The King Chapter 439: : Home copy

Ji Ling waved his hand, the musicians and kabuki bowed in salute, and then retreated silently. In the spacious hall, in an instant, only a dozen or so high-ranking officials of the Great Yan who attended the banquet were left. Everyone's eyes were fixed on Tan Feng who came with the knife, and many people's eyes turned to Ning Zecheng. Tan Feng is a well-known Ning party, what is the purpose of bringing the knife to the hall at this moment? There are even more human double-strand battles, thinking in his heart, if Ning Zecheng wants to rebel and kill King Yan, what should he do?

Ning Zecheng was no less surprised than anyone else, watching Tan Feng go straight towards Ji Ling, his heart whized and kept blowing cold air. Watermark advertisement test Watermark advertisement test Finally, he slammed the wine glass in his hand, "Tan Feng, what do you want to do if you want to bring a knife to the temple?"

Tan Feng turned around, bowed slightly, then turned his head away, walked steadily towards Ji Ling, bowed, and raised Li Yuncong's confession above his head with both hands, a servant hurried over, took the confession, and put it down In front of Ji Ling.

In the deathly silence of the hall, Chunyu Yan remained calm, and the gazes of the others looking at Ning Zecheng seemed extremely subtle. The meaning of this situation was already obvious. After leaving Ning Zecheng, he took refuge in the King.

Ning Zecheng didn't have any expression on his face, but the slightly trembling wide sleeves still revealed the anger in his heart at this moment. He didn't know what Tan Feng handed to Ji Ling, but his years of political struggles still made him feel the great danger and threat. Since Tan Feng dared to tear his face like this, he must have taken advantage of himself, and This handle must be fatal, otherwise, how dare he come here?

Why did I believe this wolf-hearted bastard!

Thoughts flashed through Ning Zecheng's mind like lightning. Everything was a conspiracy against him. Get out of the palace. Everything could be turned upside down, it would not be difficult even to depose the king, but the question is, how do I get out of the palace?

Tan Feng got something to kill him? Ning Ze sincerely remembered something. Cold sweat suddenly fell down. Today is the day when Li Yuncong returns to Beijing.

"Lord Ning, what's the matter with you?" Chun Yuyan, who was sitting opposite Ning Zecheng, suddenly said, "Why are you sweating profusely. Isn't it hot in this hall?"

Hearing Chunyuyan's mocking words, Ning Zecheng immediately glared at him.

On the throne, Ji Ling suddenly sneered. "If you do something bad, you will naturally feel ashamed. Isn't An Neng trembling with fear and sweating?"

Ning Zecheng stood up eagerly, "Your Majesty, I don't know what you have done against your will?"

Looking at the still aggressive Ning Zecheng, Ji Ling was furious. He threw out Li Yuncong's confession with his hands, "If you want others to know, you have to do nothing. Ning Zecheng, Zhang Shouyue has been guarding the border for many years. He has worked hard and made great achievements. What kind of hatred does he have with you, and you actually sent Li Yuncong to assassinate him? Li Yuncong Here is the confession, you have to look carefully to see if there is any falsehood?"

With a buzzing sound, there was an uproar in the hall, Zhang Shouyue was the sheriff, but he died, and at the hands of Yan Lingwei? Everyone's eyes on Ning Zecheng suddenly changed.

Ning Zecheng didn't need to look at it, because everything in it was true, but he absolutely couldn't admit it.

"If you want to commit a crime, there is nothing wrong with it!" He looked up at Ji Ling, "Is this how your majesty treats meritorious ministers? Your majesty has been living in Qi for many years and has no ministers to support him. Can he sit here now? The flying birds are exhausted, the good bows are hidden, the cunning rabbits are dead, and the running dogs are boiled. If the king wants to punish the crimes of his subjects, even if you say it clearly, there is no need for such an excuse."

Ji Ling laughed loudly, "Sure enough, the pig's head is cooked, but the teeth are still hard? Ladies and gentlemen, the following is the confession of Li Yuncong, the deputy commander of Yan Lingwei. Please read it. Ning Zecheng, Minister of Murder , the evidence is conclusive!" With a bang, Ji Ping suddenly stood up, "Come here!"

There was an uproarious response from outside, led by Ye Zhong, soldiers filed in.

"Your Majesty!"

"Ye Zhong, what's the matter?"

"Back to the king, among the palace guards, the rebellious minister Ning Zecheng's minions have all been killed, three thousand palace guards, swear allegiance to the king!" Ye Zhong knelt on one knee and said loudly.

"Alright, let me take down this traitor first!" Ji Ling pointed at Ning Zecheng.

Ye Zhong waved his hand, and the soldiers rushed forward, knocked Ning Zecheng to the ground, took off his crown and robe.

"Tan Feng, you take Yan Lingwei and go to Ning Mansion immediately to raid the house. There must be a lot of evidence in this rebel's mansion. If you don't pull any of them, bring them all back to me. I will let all the officials of Dayan Let's all take a look at the true face of this traitor." Ji Ling said sharply.

"I obey!"

Tan Feng strode towards the outside of the hall. When he walked past Ning Zecheng, he paused slightly. Seeing Ning Zecheng with disheveled hair glaring at him, Tan Feng took a deep breath. He took a deep breath, raised his head, and walked out with his head held high.

"Ye Chong, order the nine gates of Jicheng to be sealed. You lead the palace guards and immediately arrest Ning Zecheng's henchmen!"

"I obey!" Ye Zhong responded excitedly, stood up, and gave Ning Zecheng a vicious look. When he fell in front of him, the excitement in his heart was naturally beyond words.

The two generals left, Ji Ling glanced at Ning Zecheng in disgust, and waved his hand, "Take this rebellious minister to the side hall and put him under surveillance first. After his party members are arrested, we will have a grand trial together."

"Here!" The soldier dragged Ning Zecheng to the side hall.

In the main hall, everyone held their voices and kept their breath. Except for Chunyu Yan, everyone else had expressions of fear. Ning Zechen, one of the two powerful ministers of Dayan, became a prisoner in an instant. Looking at the posture of Yan Wang Jiling, it is clear that they have been prepared for a long time. Tan Feng and Ye Zhong are already ready to go. Today, Jicheng, since the turmoil of the Jicheng fire a year ago, will usher in a new round. Storm, I don't know how many people will fall in this round of storm.

Ji Ling, since he came to power, has almost no sense of existence in the hearts of the officials. After Ye Tiannan fell, all political affairs were controlled by Ning Zecheng, and military affairs belonged to Zhou Yuan. As a puppet, after a few years, everyone will inevitably not pay attention to him, but today, when he showed his glory, everyone was stunned. If you don't make a sound, it will be a blockbuster. This king who has been keeping a low profile and almost no sense of presence is shot, and it is thunderous. I don't know when he will win over Ning Zechen's confidant, Tan Feng, and Ning Zecheng in one fell swoop. Get off your horse.

"Everyone, it's very chaotic outside now, please drink and have fun here, wait for calm down, and then go home, everyone, don't worry, Ye Chong will never disturb your mansion." Ling looked at the ministers with different colors sitting under him, and said softly.

"Yes!" Everyone got up and bowed to Ji Ling to salute. In the past, they saluted to the man on the throne just because he was the king, but this time, they saluted with sincerity.

Musician, the kabuki entered the hall again, the music sounded, and the dancers were graceful, but everyone in the hall, except Ji Ling, no one was in the mood to appreciate the musician's superb skills, and the kabuki's small waist up.

The nine gates of Jicheng slowly closed amidst the sound of rumbling drums. The heavily armed soldiers of the nine gates stood on the city wall, and the bed crossbows were pushed out one after another. On the street, groups of soldiers Back and forth, driving all the people on the street back to their homes. In just one hour, there were no other people on the bustling streets of Jicheng except soldiers, and those who could not go home temporarily were driven away. When they arrived at teahouses, restaurants, and inns, the gates were guarded strictly by soldiers holding swords and spears.

Everyone in Jicheng knows that something big has happened again! In recent years, every one or two years, there will be an earth-shattering event in Jicheng. Four years ago, Linghu Chao fell, and blood flowed in Jicheng. Two years ago, a fire broke out in Jicheng, killing nearly ten thousand people. , Prime Minister Ye Tiannan fell, and today, the Nine Gates were closed again, but I don't know which important official will be the unlucky one this time.

Only important ministers with power over the world will be treated like this. How can ordinary sesame officials have the opportunity to enjoy such grandeur? Among the restaurants, teahouses, and inns where the crowd gathered, there was a lot of discussion and rumors. Everyone tried their best to use their imaginations to outline the truth of the events they imagined.

Ning Mansion was already surrounded by soldiers. Tan Feng stood in front of the magnificent gate, looked at this familiar place, and sighed imperceptibly. He came as a guest, as Ning Zecheng's trusted confidant, as Ning Xin's friend, but this time, he came to raid the house.

"Commander Tan!" A Yan Lingwei officer ran up to Tan Feng, "Everything is ready, there are many dead soldiers in the Ning Mansion, I'm afraid they will resist."

"Anyone who resists will be shot to death!" Tan Feng waved his hand.

"Follow the order!" The officer turned around, raised his arm high, and dropped it heavily, "Do it!"

The soldiers lifted the heavy wood and rushed towards the closed gate with a loud bang. The scarlet gate collapsed backward amidst the loud bang, and there was a scream from behind the gate. As soon as they rushed in, there was the sound of weapons clashing, shouts, and screams in the courtyard.

Tan Feng stepped forward and walked towards the gate, on his left and right, a group of Yan Lingwei masters would tightly surround him.

In the Ning Mansion, there are indeed many disciples who died. These individuals are highly skilled in martial arts, but they are still vulnerable in front of the army. If you die, there is no other way.

The army is like a raging wave, smashing the obstacles in front of them one by one, stepping on the corpses of these people, pouring into the Ning Mansion, advancing from the outside to the inside, layer by layer.

In the backyard of the Ning Mansion, on top of a tall building, Ning Xin stood tall, with shock and fear in her eyes. She hugged her beloved Yaoqin tightly. Beside her, two confidant maids Yaoer and Qiner Already terrified and paralyzed on the ground.

"It's finally here." Ning Xin closed her eyes, two big teardrops slid down her creamy face.