Chapter 246 I Have Something Else to Say

"I don't dare. I think your majesty was also deceived by others. I am loyal to your majesty and sincere to my friends. I have never done anything to disgrace my friends or the Jin Dynasty. Please ask your majesty to find out the reason and give me justice." Lin Junsheng hurriedly said. replied.

"What a eloquent person. He really doesn't shed tears until he sees the coffin." The little emperor said with his tongue.

At this time, Yuan Ming, who was standing aside, suddenly showed a smile and walked out.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of King Xian and Lin Junsheng jumped at the same time. The Imperial Master sitting beside him also picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"Lin Junsheng, do you say you are innocent? King Xian, do you say you are unjust? Then please take a look at this." Yuan Ming said, taking out a blue orb from his sleeve.

It was Ma Xingkong's magic weapon that could record light and shadow scenes.

Yuan Ming raised his hand and threw it up, offering up the orb, and a magic formula sank into it.

I saw a bright blue light emitting from the bead body, and after spinning, it turned into a blue water curtain, with scenes of light and shadow emerging on it. It was the scene of the meeting between Prince Xian and Lin Junsheng.

The words of the conversation between the two were clear and intelligible, and they all fell into the ears of the courtiers in the hall.

"Don't worry, you are now a disciple of Changchun Temple, and he has no evidence. Yuan Ming survived because of your mistake. Your father has already fulfilled your request, and the Imperial Master has made an exception to accept you as a disciple. You have also entered Changchun Temple. , but I can’t protect you for a while, Yuan Ming has to deal with it yourself.”

The results are clear at a glance.

Lin Junsheng's eyes widened. He never expected that the scene of his meeting with the Prince Xian would reappear here.

"Lin Junsheng, what do you have to say now?" the little emperor asked with a sneer.

"me……"

No matter how eloquent he is, he is ultimately helpless in the face of evidence.

"Uncle Eighth Emperor, what do you say?" The little emperor looked at the wise king again.

A look of despair appeared on the latter's pale face, and he suddenly spoke again: "Your Majesty, this was all done by that treacherous son of mine under the guise of my name, and I had no knowledge of it."

As soon as this statement came out, the whole hall was in an uproar.

Everyone was shocked by the shamelessness of the wise king. In order to protect himself, he even passed all the blame on his son.

"Your Majesty, I have been fighting for Zuo of the Jin Dynasty all year round. I have served the country all my life and have only an only son, but it is unexpected. I am so hated and assassinated by the wise king. I really don't understand. What is wrong with me?" General Yuan, who was silent for a long time, Finally spoke.

His few words moved everyone in the civil and military circles.

For military generals like him, especially those who are fighting abroad, almost all their family members are in the capital. In fact, they are no different from protons, and they are regarded as a means of checks and balances for the imperial court.

They had never questioned this, but Yuan Ming's incident made them realize that one day in the future, their children might be assassinated for unknown reasons, and they suddenly felt sympathy.

"Your Majesty, please punish the virtuous king severely and bring justice to General Yuan's family." A general came out and said with his fists in hand.

Immediately afterwards, seven or eight people came out one after another.

"I ask you to severely punish the wise king and kill Lin Junsheng." Civil servants also spoke out one after another.

For a time, the whole court was filled with requests for orders to kill.

The wise king was completely panicked now. He couldn't help but look at the imperial master sitting beside him, his eyes full of prayer.

The trace of calmness in Lin Junsheng's eyes completely disappeared, and he also looked at the Imperial Master for help.

The reason why he agreed to the King Xian to deal with Yuan Ming in the first place was precisely because he could enter the Changchun Temple to practice and be a disciple of the national master Yuhu Taoist Priest.

Because this not only means that he can safely embark on the path of spiritual practice, but also means that the assassination was supported by the National Preceptor, who will be his biggest supporter in the future.

"Your Majesty." Taoist Priest Yuhu put down his tea cup and sighed.

The little emperor looked at him without saying anything, but a look of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, now that this matter is clear, please make a decision as soon as possible and don't delay the passing ceremony." Taoist Priest Yuhu said.

But before the little emperor could speak, he spoke again:

"The Eighth Prince, the wise king, is an important minister in the court and a relative of the emperor and the country. Please take into account the blood relationship and his assistance over the years and spare his life. As for Lin Junsheng, since he has already worshiped me, I would like to ask your majesty to leave him to me for my sake."

He said a few words lightly, just to save these two people.

However, the civil and military officials in the court heard the words, but they did not dare to argue, because although the imperial master never participated in secular government affairs, his cultivation was unpredictable at the same time. He was the invisible spokesperson of Changchun Temple in the court. As long as he opened his mouth, anyone could do it. Consider the weight. Everyone couldn't help but look at the little emperor's grandfather, and saw that his expression remained unmoved as usual.

"Your Majesty..." General Yuan frowned and said.

But before he could say anything, the little emperor reached out and pressed his hand, signaling him to stop talking.

General Yuan's expression was stagnant, his eyes full of disappointment.

The others sighed secretly, feeling that this matter was about to be settled.

"The Imperial Counselor, the King Xian and Lin Junsheng conspired to kill the envoy, and the person who was murdered was the son of our general. My companion, how can such a serious crime be forgiven? According to my will, they must be killed. If the justice of heaven cannot be demonstrated, That means I am incompetent for my duties as an emperor. I still need to be diligent and self-restrained, so how can I just retire? How can I be qualified to go to Changchun to practice?" As soon as the little emperor opened his mouth, he was thunderous.

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

They never thought that the young emperor would go to such lengths for Yuan Ming?

This was already using the matter of abdicating to cultivate to threaten the national teacher.

The King of Qing, who was shocked from the beginning, only wanted to kill his eighth uncle as soon as possible. As for that Lin Junsheng, it didn't matter if he was cut into pieces.

The old emperor, who had been sitting and watching the show, frowned when he heard that the young emperor was going to give up cultivation.

"Tianming, the matter of passing on the throne is related to the national order. How can it be a joke?"

"Grandpa, if this matter is not handled properly, the national law will become a joke. The child can abdicate, but can the national law be abdicated?" The young emperor asked back.

The old emperor frowned upon hearing this, and looked at the national teacher and said:

"Brother Yuhu, although you are the national teacher, your duty is to guide the new emperor in cultivation, and you should not interfere in secular state affairs. Don't forget that Lin Junsheng has only become your disciple, and has not yet been officially recorded in the genealogy of Changchun Temple."

What he meant was that Lin Junsheng was not yet a formal disciple of Changchun Temple, and should be under the jurisdiction of Dajin, and it was not his turn to protect him like this.

For these secular matters, who lives and who dies, the old emperor actually doesn't care. What he cares about is whether his precious grandson, who has excellent cultivation qualifications, can enter Changchun Temple to practice as soon as possible.

The national teacher opened his mouth to speak upon hearing this, but finally closed his mouth under the old emperor's gaze.

This means that no one will speak up to plead for Lin Junsheng and the virtuous king, and they will definitely die.

The last bit of hope in Lin Junsheng's eyes went out, and the whole person collapsed on the ground.

"Come here, take the virtuous king and Lin Junsheng to prison and execute them soon." The little emperor shouted, and immediately a soldier stepped forward and captured the two of them.

The virtuous king was horrified and opened his mouth to speak, but after looking at the national teacher, he immediately fell silent.

Lin Junsheng had also lost his soul at this moment, and the whole person fell into a trance, but when his arm was held down again, he suddenly became hysterical.

He raised his arms and struggled to push away the two people who came to control him, and roared with unwillingness:

"Your Majesty, I have been wronged. The reason why I was bewitched by the virtuous king was that there was someone behind this matter, and that person was the national..."

Seeing that the word "national teacher" was about to come out, everyone was shocked.

The virtuous king looked at Lin Junsheng as if he was looking at a madman, but only Yuan Ming, the person involved, was the most calm.

At this moment, everyone felt a scorching wave of air rising in the hall.

"Whoosh..."

A ball of blazing fire whizzed out and hit Lin Junsheng's chest before he could utter a crazy word.

The next moment, the flames suddenly exploded with a loud bang.

Lin Junsheng's body immediately exploded in the flames and turned into ashes.

The powerful air wave instantly overturned the surrounding civil officials and generals. The hall was in chaos for a while, and the soldiers stationed outside also rushed in with swords.

"Killing to silence people?" This was the first thought that came to everyone's mind in the hall.

They turned their eyes to the national teacher, but found that he was holding a teacup and drinking tea calmly, without any attacking moves.

At this time, everyone was surprised to find that the one who cast the spell of burning and exploding was the little emperor Liu Tianming.

"Bold thief, I have already made him a model, and he dared to open his mouth to bite, he really deserves death." The little emperor shouted angrily.

While speaking, he couldn't help but glance at Yuan Ming beside him. Seeing that Yuan Ming still maintained a calm expression and didn't seem to have any special reaction to this, the little emperor was relieved.

Yuan Ming actually understood the little emperor's dilemma. Dealing with Lin Junsheng and the Eighth Prince at the ceremony of succession today was something they had agreed on before, but that was all. No matter how you look at it, Yuan Ming's power is not enough to make the national teacher pay the price. The national teacher's reputation, cultivation, Changchun Temple background, and even the power in the court are far beyond Yuan Ming.

"This matter is over, and the succession ceremony will continue." The little emperor's words were the final conclusion of this farce, and immediately a servant came up to clean up the stains in the hall.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the storm was finally going to calm down.

"Your Majesty, I have something to say." At this moment, Yuan Ming's voice suddenly sounded.

At this time, everyone suddenly realized that during the entire conflict, Yuan Ming, as the party involved, actually didn't say much from beginning to end, and his presence was so low that people almost forgot that he was the unlucky victim.

So when he opened his mouth, everyone's eyes immediately focused on him.

The little emperor's expression changed slightly, and General Yuan frowned nervously.

The two of them were the people who knew Yuan Ming best in the entire hall, so they immediately guessed what Yuan Ming wanted to do.