Chapter 236 Brawl in the Golden Palace!

If it wasn't for His Majesty's body being recuperated by Yun Yang during this period of time, basically there is nothing wrong with him; this breath alone can hold him back for good or bad, but at the moment when his body is getting better, it's not just that he is upset , as long as you don't really do something like a life-and-death fight, you can expect a long life under normal circumstances. After all, His Majesty's cultivation level is quite high.

His Majesty the Emperor was just in a good mood, and within half a day, there was an incident that even Yang Botao might be a person in the Four Seasons Building. This sudden realization made His Majesty feel like a hundred thousand rough mud horses galloping past, whistling endlessly .

Military Zhushi, one of the Four Commanders!

"Is the Taiwei here?" His Majesty sat on the throne with a sullen face.

Qiu Jianhan coughed and said: "The Taiwei has been ill for a few days, but today will come anyway, but this solar term, the Taiwei's body is more afraid of the cold, and it may take a little preparation to arrive. "

His Majesty the Emperor nodded clearly: "Then wait a moment."

"Has the grand master arrived yet?"

"My minister is here."

"Have the marshals arrived?"

"Report to Your Majesty, the last general is here."

His Majesty the Emperor snorted, did not speak, closed his eyes slightly and fell asleep.

Not long after, a rough voice sounded: "I am ashamed, I am late."

His Majesty the Emperor just opened his eyes and closed them again.

I thought it was the Taiwei who came, but when I opened my eyes, I saw that old guy Leng Daoyin; this old guy was healthy and healthy, and he came so late...

Thought this was your dining hall?

Leng Daoyin greeted Qiu Jianhan with a questioning look, Leng Daoyin rolled his eyes, sighed, and pursed his mouth.

The corner of Qiu Jianhan's mouth twitched.

He glanced at Yang Botao unobtrusively; Leng Daoyin strode into the hall.

Among the courtiers, Tie Zheng was the tallest. Standing in the main hall, he was two heads taller than the next tallest person, absolutely standing out from the crowd, overlooking the crowd.

No one else spoke, only Tie Zheng stared fiercely at Yang Botao with his eyes, without blinking, his eyes almost swallowed Yang Botao alive.

Yang Botao felt furious after being watched by him, and finally said angrily: "What are you looking at?"

Tie Zheng became more and more furious, and shouted: "What are you doing!?"

Yang Botao was also furious: "Will you try again?"

Tie Zheng raised his neck and looked sideways at Yang Botao: "Can you try saying something again?"

Yang Botao only felt angry: "Are you sick?"

No more nonsense, Tie Zheng slammed up with a fist, slammed Yang Botao's face with a "poof", and cursed: "Fuck you, I not only want to look at you, but also want to beat you and kill you!" What can you do!"

Yang Botao's own level of cultivation is definitely not low, but even if he thought about it, he didn't expect that Tie Zheng would actually dare to fight directly on the Golden Luan Hall. He jumped up and shouted angrily: "The surname is Tie!..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Tie Zheng's second punch had already accurately landed on the other eye socket, and at the same time, he kicked up and hit his lower abdomen. Yang Botao's equally burly body fell down on the Golden Temple with a bang, smashing into dust. flying.

The few civil servants behind hurriedly avoided.

Everyone's eyebrows and eyes are moving quickly: this general is fighting among himself today, it's rare, rare, such a big drama is too uncommon...

Tie Zheng still refused to give up, and flew forward, wanting to hold Yang Botao down and hit him again; unexpectedly, Yang Botao knew that Tie Zheng was very aggressive, if he only opened his mouth and didn't fight back, it would be difficult, so he took the opportunity to fly a kick , kicked on Tie Zheng's stomach; this kick made Tie Zheng groan, but he hugged Yang Botao's right foot, and his body was about to be broken by him.

Yang Botao let out a loud roar, bent over directly from the ground, and hugged Tie Zheng's neck. The two of them fell to the ground together. The rough-skinned and thick-skinned people, in an instant, did a dusty job on the Golden Luan Hall...

Qiu Jian Leng Dao Yin The two old marshals both had black hair, they rushed forward to break up the fight, but intentionally or unintentionally controlled Yang Botao's hands and feet, Tie Zheng freed his hand, punched him down, and hit him In a few strokes, Yang Botao was bloody spattered.

His Majesty the Emperor just squinted his eyes, when he heard the earth-shaking sound below, opened his eyes, and saw that the place below has become a fighting arena.

Blood flew out little by little, making a mess everywhere.

Tie Zheng pushed Yang Botao to the ground and rode on him, punching him like a street ruffian, and cursing: "I'm sorry for your grandma!"

"Son of a bitch!"

"Kill you!"

"Your uncle!"

"what!"

"I……"

Seeing this, His Majesty the Emperor was indifferent for a moment, only to feel dizzy for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he immediately shouted: "Stop!"

Tie Zheng retracted his fists resentfully and retreated, spitting: "It's cheap, you bastard, why didn't you kill you bastard!"

Yang Botao broke free from the restraint, roared, rushed up from the ground like a tiger coming out of a mountain, and rushed towards Tie Zheng crazily, obviously losing his mind.

One must know that Yang Botao's military status is not inferior to Tie Zheng's. Today, it is a shame to be beaten by Tie Zheng in front of the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty. What face does he have?

"Stop!" His Majesty the Emperor was furious: "Yang Botao! Didn't you hear me say stop? How decent is this kind of behavior!"

Yang Botao's mind, which was dazzled by anger, finally returned to a gleam of clarity. He looked at Tie Zheng with blood all over his head, stretched out his fingers trembling slightly, and nodded at Tie Zheng: "You wait!"

Tie Zheng also looked at him furiously: "Fuck you, you dare to threaten me! You just wait for me! I can't beat you to death today, but I will kill you tomorrow!"

"Shut up all of them, are they going to rebel?!" His Majesty the Emperor shouted loudly.

The two marshals glared at each other resentfully, then turned around and saluted upwards: "Your Majesty is guilty, please calm down."

His Majesty the Emperor was so angry that he was panting; barely holding back his breath, he kept angrily saying: "What kind of decency! What kind of decency!"

Yang Botao looked wronged: "Your Majesty, I was wronged, this Tie Zheng beat me like a mad dog today... I didn't offend him..."

Tie Zheng sneered, and the laughter was full of disdain.

His Majesty the Emperor said angrily, "Tie Zheng, why did you commit violence in court today?"

Tie Zheng said in a loud voice: "What did this bastard do by himself, don't you know? He...he dares to call him wronged! Wronged him! Desperate! Ingratitude! Despicable and shameless! Desperate! What a bastard! Pooh!"

Yang Botao was furious: "Tie Zheng, tell me clearly!"

Tie Zheng's extremely burly body suddenly took a step forward: "You bastard, you are still pretending to be confused! Let me ask you, what happened last night?"

Yang Botao's heart sank, but he said in his mouth: "What was last night? My commander was assassinated last night, and he is looking for the assassin!"

"Seize your mother's fart!"

Tie Zheng's strong white teeth almost gnawed on Yang Botao's face: "The two venerable wind lords and fire lords went to your marshal's mansion and announced to your face that you were a participant in the battle that framed the nine lords. What wrong do you have to do?" Word!?"

Yang Botao defended loudly: "Nonsense, the thieves who attacked last night were obviously the thieves from the Thunderbolt Hall, and they resented me for enforcing the military law and killing their young master... That's why they came to assassinate, Tie Zheng, do you believe what the assassin says?" ? Are you a fool? Can’t you use your brains? The Huo Zun’s fire movement secret technique is completely different from the Thunderbolt Hall’s arson technique, one inside and one outside, with different essences, and a discerning person can tell it at a glance!”

Tie Zheng curled his lips contemptuously, and said: "The young master of the Thunderbolt Hall was killed by enforcing the military law? What a selfless Marshal Yang who enforced the law strictly! Come, come, tell me, the young master of the Thunderbolt Hall who served in your army is called What's your name? What position do you hold? Why did you kill him for violating that military regulation? Come on, tell me everything clearly, let me investigate this young master of the Thunder Hall This person is indeed guilty!"

Yang Botao said angrily: "It's been so long, who still remembers such small things? If it wasn't for the accident last night, but it's just passing by, who hasn't been stained with the blood of enforcing military laws!?"

Tie Zheng furiously said: "Do you think I have never led a soldier? You don't want to be sloppy with me. There has always been a special record of the enforcement of military laws in the army. Did you lead a group of mobs? Yang Botao! You are guilty!" Damn it!"

Yang Botao said: "Tie Zheng, you are so aggressive because you are jealous of my military achievements and my status is higher than yours. I know that you have long been dissatisfied with me. If I exist for a day, your younger generation The name of the first person in the military is hard to live up to..."

Tie Zheng sneered: "The number one military officer of the younger generation? Don't say that this title has never been in my heart. Even if it is true, you are worthy of being compared with your father and me? Tell me, the past two years What military merits have you had since then? I am in charge of the east, and you are in charge of the north. Why am I dissatisfied with you? You are not my son! I am dissatisfied with you? You deserve it! Be my son, I think you have tainted my name!"

Tie Zheng scolded like a rainbow, although Yang Botao fought back one after another, but unfortunately his momentum was weaker by more than a little.

His Majesty the Emperor wanted to stop, but after thinking about it, he just watched with cold eyes.

Yang Botao suddenly turned around and knelt down: "Your Majesty, please be the master; Tie Zheng is full of obscenities, humiliating and slandering your ministers, minister, I am wronged! Please be the master!"

With a roar, Tie Zheng was about to rush out and beat him again, but Qiu Jianhan firmly held him back.

Tie Zheng struggled vigorously, his eyes were red, and the panting voice in his chest could be clearly heard: "This ungrateful thing, he was ambushed in the battle in the northern border, if the nine gods hadn't come out to save his dog's life, now The grass on Yang Botao's grave is three feet high; he actually participated in the murder of the nine lords... This kind of insane low-level thief... I am incompatible with him, we are irreconcilable!"

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There was no injection, and the body temperature dropped to 37°2. But even if he is not energetic, his eyes look gaudy...