Hundreds of households in Liaodong, covering the light with one hand

Chapter 167 I would rather die than die.

The rain has been falling, and dripping raindrops have drifted into the hall. Liu Yijing was already soaked, and now standing here, she has long been drowsy. If it were not for the stretched thread, she would have fainted in the hall.

At this time, hearing Zhu Youxiao's laughter made Liu Yijing feel despair.

"Is Your Majesty really unwilling to take down Wang Qi, Duke of Lang Kingdom, for the sake of the world's scholars?" Liu Yijing raised her head with difficulty and looked at Zhu Youxiao on the jade steps in the distance, with a double image in her eyes.

"At that time, now, what I need is Duke Lang's leadership. If you really want to be his enemy," Zhu Youxiao shook his head: "Then I have no choice."

"Your Majesty?" Liu Yijing was slightly startled. He didn't understand what the emperor meant. What did he mean by "no way"?
  "I will not kill you, nor will I kill Zuo Guangdou. Yang Lian and others will really let you live. Take a good look at whether there will be chaos in this world with me sitting here!" Zhu Youxiao Gao Gao Waving his sleeves: "Ye Aiqing!"

"Chen is here!"

"In the drafting of the decree, Zuo Guangdou, Yang Lian and others moved to Nanjing Yingtian Prefecture Yin and Nanjing Libu Shangshu respectively. The rest also moved to Nanzhili. Liu Yijing, Zhao Nanxing, Gao Panlong and others returned to Nanjing within a time limit."

"Your Majesty! I would rather die!" Liu Yijing spoke decisively, interrupting Zhu Youxiao's words.

He would never go back to Nanjing without seeing Wang Qi die in Beijing.

"Wei Zhongxian," Zhu Youxiao glanced sideways at Mr. Dongchang.

"Your Majesty, my servant is here!"

"Send someone to take Mr. Liu back to Nanjing!"

"Your Majesty, don't worry, I will definitely send him back safely."

Hearing that Zhu Youxiao wanted Dongchang to send him back, Liu Yijing immediately shouted: "Your Majesty, I would rather die! I would rather die!"

However, on the dragon throne, Zhu Youxiao had already stood up and left.
  Seeing Zhu Youxiao's retreating back, Liu Yijing's blood suddenly surged up in his head, and the decisive energy rushed into his head: "Old minister, I'd rather die!"

After saying this, Liu Yijing used all her strength, using her hands and feet together, almost stumbling, and hit the bronze crane on the side.

"Master Liu!"

"Liu Jihui!"

The incident happened suddenly, and Ye Xianggao and others were unable to stop it.

The next moment, there was a loud bang and the crane fell to the ground.

Boom!
  The sound of the head cracking is like a papaya opening and a watermelon falling to the ground.

The next second, there was a plop, and Liu Yijing was lying on the ground, and a large amount of blood instantly spilled out from under her body.

Blood and rain were compatible, soaked in the bluestone, and flowed farther away.

"The Royal Physician! Call the Royal Physician!"

There was a sudden chaos in the hall.

Although Ye Xianggao and Sun Chengzong were at odds with Liu Yijing, Liu Yijing could not die in the hall at this time.

To know,
  Outside Chengtian Gate, hundreds of scholars were kneeling, and countless people were watching!
  When this news spreads, what do people in the world think?
  Zhu Youxiao, who had just walked out of the side hall, heard the report and walked back slowly.

"Your Majesty, this happened suddenly. We were unprepared. We were unprepared!!" Wang Tiqian was sweating profusely and at a loss.

"Just don't let him die here," Zhu Youxiao observed for a while, frowned and ordered, then turned and left again.

Such an order?

So indifferent?

Zhao Nanxing and Gao Panlong, who were still busy taking care of Liu Yijing, gave up completely when faced with Emperor Tianqi's reaction.

When Ye Xianggao and Sun Chengzong saw this situation, they both understood that the Donglin Party was completely gone.

Emperor Tianqi vacillated many times, and finally chose to believe in Wang Qi and himself.

Rumble.

Thunder bursts.

It was as if a hole had been opened in the sky, and the rain was pouring down desperately.

In front of the Chengtian Gate, under the heavy rain, students and officials from all over the country were still gathered. They were all waiting for the news of Liu Yijing's victory. Wu Xiuwen stood at the front of the crowd, his eyes fixed motionlessly in the direction of Chengtianmen.

Liu Yijing and others have been in for half an hour and should be coming out soon.

Wu Xiuwen knew that if Donglin could win this time, he would be able to rely on this wave and become a role model for students all over the world. At the same time, he could climb the high branches of Donglin's boss. In time, he would be able to gain access to the palace at his fingertips!
  "We will definitely win!" Wu Xiuwen secretly clenched his fists, as if to cheer himself up.

"The Imperial City Gate is open!"

"It's coming out!"

At this moment, with everyone watching, the Chengtian Gate slowly opened.

The first ones to come out were Ye Xianggao and Sun Chengzong, followed by Zhao Nanxing and Gao Panlong, and then behind.
  "Where's Mr. Liu?" Wu Xiuwen was a little confused. He didn't see Liu Yijing.

what is that?
  Someone with better eyesight had already seen the very back. Four or five eunuchs came out carrying a wooden board with a person lying on it.

"Come to the sedan chair!" Zhao Nanxing was walking in front, calling to his entourage to carry the people on the wooden board up.

"It's Mr. Liu!" Wu Xiuwen's heart twitched violently and he rushed forward.

At the same time, officials and scholars also rushed forward to see how Liu Yijing was doing.

"Get out of the way, let the sedan come in!" Zhao Nanxing and Gao Panlong directed everyone, trying to lift Liu Yijing onto the sedan first.

Soon, everyone knew what happened in the main hall just now!
  Liu Yijing died in the main hall to express her ambition.
  He hit his head against the bronze crane, causing blood to flow on the spot.

And the result?

The emperor was unmoved, and Wang Qi was still safe and sound in Jizhou Mansion.

When Zhao Nanxing got on the sedan and was about to leave, he sent someone to tell Wu Xiuwen to take the Imperial College officials and disperse early: "You and others, please leave first. What is happening here is beyond human power!"

The Royal Guards were still guarding the imperial city, and Wei Fangde was still standing on the tower with a smile on his face and a mocking look on his face.

Ye Xianggao and Sun Chengzong left in sedan chairs. No one looked at the scholars and officials.

Liu Yijing failed, and the people who were kneeling at the gate of the imperial city gradually dispersed.

The heavy rain finally stopped and the clouds gradually dispersed.

The farce at Chengtianmen is over.

But this fight is far from over.

Fusi, the northern town, was ordered to prison.

It has been half a month since Yang Lian was thrown into prison.

Wei Zhongxian specifically ordered that no one be allowed to approach Yang Lian except for delivering food.

Therefore, no one has said a word to Yang Lian for more than ten days.

This famous iron-blooded censor was leaning against the dark, damp, blood-stained wall. Three or five rats were trembling their tails, crawling over his legs and arms. Yang Lian still had his eyes closed, motionless, and he didn't know. Thinking about something.

I don’t know how long it took, but the sound of unlocking the door sounded.

In the darkness, a man in black stepped forward and stopped at the door of Yang Lian's cell.

Yang Lian slowly opened her eyes and looked at the person.

"Liu Yijing, he's dead," the man in black's voice was dry and hoarse, filled with anger.

Yang Lian had no reaction to Liu Yijing's death, but said: "His Royal Highness King Xin should not be here at this time."

"What can I do?" Zhu Youjian said with sadness.

"If possible," Yang Lian thought for a while, "only by destroying his body can he destroy his behavior."

"Kill him?" Zhu Youjian repeated.

"kill him!"

(End of this chapter)