The king will never go to court

Chapter 173 Chapter 172: Civil and Military Differences
"There are assassins!" A loud cry!
Immediately, all the officials in the Tai Chi Hall looked around nervously, while the generals protected the civil servants, and everyone gathered together.

Only Mu Ziyue, who was standing under the dragon chair, raised his mouth slightly, looked at the sudden appearance of Leng Jian, and said with a smile.

"I didn't expect that someone would want to kill someone in the Tai Chi Hall?"

For a moment, everyone's tense nerves became even tighter, especially those civil servants who had never been exposed to martial arts.

At this time, I sincerely regret not practicing martial arts well in Tianyan Academy, at least there is a way to save my life in times of crisis.

Seven or eight servants from the capital hurriedly guarded Zhang Baiming and his son, not caring about the safety of the courtiers at all.

Before they entered the dynasty, they were ordered to protect Zhang Baiming and his son with all their strength, and not make any mistakes in the Tai Chi Hall.

And these servants are one of the few third-rank warriors in the capital government office. If Lu Zhongliang hadn't sent the guards of King Wu's mansion to secretly protect them, they would not have been able to enter the imperial city at all.

"You, you!" The panic in Zhang Baiming's heart aggravated the injuries on his body, and the blood on the corners of his mouth and the wounds became more and more red.

"I didn't expect you to be so cruel!"

Zhang Baiming spat a mouthful of bloody phlegm on the gold bricks in the Tai Chi Hall. He originally wanted to kill himself and his son, but only hoped to have a chance for his clansmen to live.

It never occurred to him that these killers lurking outside the Tai Chi Hall would not even give him this chance.

"Where is the forbidden army? The forbidden army!" An old official who had gone through two dynasties shouted loudly, waving his sleeve robe.

The aged veteran yelled several times in a row, but he still didn't get a response, so he could only sit on the ground panting, panting continuously.

Just as the old minister was sitting on the ground, a group of killers in black rushed in.One of them said coldly, "By the order of the King of Wu, no one will be left behind!"

Dozens of black-clothed killers behind him rushed to the court, and the swords in their hands suddenly appeared.

The generals guarding the outermost can only fight the oncoming killer with bare hands.

The King of Wu wanted to pin the death of Zhang Lao Zaifu's family on the Emperor Qian through this great court meeting, and the Emperor Qian used the assassination of the Taiji Palace to put the shady murder of the courtiers on King Wu.

"King Wu?" The courtiers who didn't know the truth cast their unkind eyes on Mu Ziyue, with a hint of resentment in their eyes.

In the Tai Chi Hall, only Mu Ziyue and Wu Wang walked closest.Everyone immediately thought that the bloodbath in the palace was planned by King Wu and Mu Ziyue.

At the same time, several generals were wounded.

There were also many cracks on the golden dragon pillars in the hall, which were all caused by the aftermath of the strong wind from the fight between the two sides.

The civil servants fled in the direction of the dragon chair one after another, but the black-clothed killer was still relentless.

There was a cold aura emanating from the knife gang that slashed directly in the direction of the dragon chair imperial steps. Two ministers couldn't dodge in time and were chopped in half.

"It seems that you really want to put this bloody farce on King Wu's head?" Mu Ziyue's expression remained unchanged, and he slowly walked towards the black-clothed killer.

He couldn't let these killers really cut the dragon chair in half.Emperor Qian has no scruples, but as a loyal minion of King Wu, he has to think about King Wu.

Moreover, the group of black-clothed killers in front of them couldn't kill all of them. Not only did they have to catch them alive, but they also had to prevent them from committing suicide by taking poison.

But in his heart, facing this group of desperadoes, Mu Ziyue's thighs under his robe were already trembling, but on the face he still maintained the calmness of Zaifu, walking forward without haste.

"Mu Zaifu!" Lu He and the guards from the Kyoto Prefecture escorting Zhang Baiming and his son also came towards the direction where the officials were hiding.

"Boom! Boom!"

While the guards from the capital government were running, two palms came towards the back of Zhang Baiming and his son.

They were going to sit in front of all the officials in the hall, but it was the king of Wu who wanted to kill the survivors of Zhang Laozaifu's family.

"Be careful!"

Even though it was his first glimpse into the martial arts, Mu Ziyue could still clearly see the two powerful palms, and he was very anxious.

He was walking so calmly at the moment, and he believed in his heart that King Wu would stand up and turn the tide at the most critical moment.

But now the hall is full of blood, many generals are wounded, and many civil servants are scared to the point of feces.

Hear the reminder!The two servants of the Kyoto Government Office turned around and met the palm wind with both palms, but as soon as they touched, the two servants turned pale with shock.

They are the strength of the peak of the third rank, and they flew backward like kites with broken strings. The blood in their mouths was like a string of blood beads in the air, dripping to the ground continuously.

"Why, how can you be so strong!"

The two guards fell to the ground, looking at the group of black-clothed killers in disbelief, holding their heart, and the thought of retreating instantly appeared in their hearts.

They were just begging for a meal in Kyoto.

How can the killer of the Blackwater Division be confronted by warriors recruited by the Kyoto government.If it hadn't been for the Emperor Qian's order, they would have started killing them long ago. How could there be living people standing on the Tai Chi Hall.

After all, all the courtiers in the palace are the courtiers of Emperor Qian. If they were all killed, Emperor Qian would become a real loner.

"It seems that the person behind the scenes has used a killer move!"

Seeing the black-clothed killer attacking Zhang Baiming and his son, Mu Ziyue stopped his forward steps instantly, and followed the steps of the ministers to hide behind.

He didn't want to die before he left the army. Facing an unstoppable enemy, Mu Ziyue chose the fastest speed and hid directly in the crowd of civil servants.

"Aren't they sent by the King of Wu to kill? Mu Zaifu, what are you hiding?" A third-rank civil servant crowded in the crowd was trembling with fright. Seeing that Mu Ziyue was about to rush towards him, he lowered his voice and asked suspiciously.

"Fuck you! Squeeze in!" Mu Ziyue pushed the third-rank civil servant opposite him to the side.

In Tai Chi Hall, under the imperial steps next to the dragon chair, a large group of civil servants crowded together like a big meat ball.

Inside the hall, some of the military generals had a few masters who snatched the black-clothed killer's weapon, and the two sides fought directly in the Tai Chi Hall without any scruples.

Not long after, the sword qi and sword energy filled the hall.

The civil servants hiding aside were all shaken by the coercion, and even the skin on their faces had ripples.

From time to time, the corners of his mouth were spouted by the shock, and it splashed directly on the face of the civil servant next to him.

On the other side, Zhang Baiming hugged his silly son tightly, and was looking for a place to hide under the guard of several guards.

But there was no place to hide in the Tai Chi Hall except for a few thick dragon pillars.Behind them is the black-clothed killer who is about to rush over, and they can only avoid it in one direction.

That's where the civil servants huddled together.

"How about we escape!" Someone shouted loudly, trying to take advantage of the gap between the generals and the killers to find a gap to escape from the Tai Chi Hall.

But before he could take a step, one of the dragon pillars that covered the aftermath of the fierce battle between the two sides formed a deep ravine in the middle, causing everyone to hug each other and tremble.

"what should I do now?"

Some military generals have already started trying to drag their injured bodies towards the main entrance of the Taiji Hall, not daring to confront these black-clothed killers head-on.

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