The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

At this time, Tie Wuxin also shouted angrily: "Why don't you die outside, you corrupt scholar!"

But Lu Delin simply ignored him, as well as the malicious looks from others, and just kept kowtowing to Wan Pingchuan, the sound of "dong dong dong" echoing in the hall.

"Your Majesty, I deserve to die. I really deserve to die a thousand times, but I also know that I must not die. If I really die now, it will be exactly what Fang Xun wants, and it will prove that the court wants to 'cut down mountains and destroy temples, and trample the rivers and lakes'!"

Lu Delin cried bitterly but gave a powerful and final admonition, which perfectly demonstrated his identity as a loyal minister.

Wan Pingchuan was immediately furious. He dared to say that he had never been so angry in his life.

boom--

His true essence was boiling, and a terrifying aura emanated from it, but the dragon throne behind him was directly shattered into pieces.

The wind was howling in the hall, and all the civil and military officials were murderous, wishing to tear Lu Delin into pieces.

Soon, Wan Pingchuan's face calmed down again, but it was so calm that it was scary, making everyone feel depressed.

He looked at Lu Delin and said word by word: "Do you really think that I dare not kill you?"

However, Lu Delin continued to give earnest advice with tears in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, I really cannot die. The most urgent task is not to pursue my crimes, but to stabilize the minds of those martial arts sects in the country!
This old minister has already notified the academies, government offices, and garrisons along the way, asking them to be alert and secretly guard against the local sects!"

boom--

As soon as Lu Delin finished speaking, a terrifying murderous aura filled the hall.

Suddenly, six beams of light shot up, representing the six Zhenwu land immortals. The teams of royal guards patrolling outside the palace felt their bodies sink and they looked towards the direction of the hall with doubtful eyes.

Not only the six Zhenwu masters in the hall, but also the other civil and military officials were furious.

They had witnessed a new level of shamelessness. Lu Delin's implication was that he was threatening them so that they would not dare to kill him!
Lu Delin said that he had fled all the way and sent out messages to inform the academies and government offices along the way.

I just wanted to tell them that the news had already spread, and it was impossible to kill them and silence them without any evidence.

And if Lu Delin was really dead, it would prove that there was something fishy going on in the court!

Otherwise, if the incident of "cutting down mountains and destroying temples, and riding horses across the rivers and lakes" was completely false and was purely a frame-up by Fang Xun, then why did the court want to kill Lu Delin?
Is it to silence the witness or to push him out to take the blame?

In other words, now it is just as Lu Delin said, Wan Pingchuan cannot kill him.

Not only can we not kill him, we have to worship him well and set an example for others so as to dispel the doubts of the outside world!
Everyone was filled with murderous intent and wanted to tear Lu Delin to pieces right now, but the little bit of rationality they had left finally stopped this impulse.

For a moment, everyone's faces looked as ugly as if they had eaten shit. They felt that Fang Xun's move was too dirty, and he deliberately let Lu Delin come back alive to disgust them.

Tie Wuxin also felt a little sad. Lu Delin's upright and dignified look in the field, risking his life to speak out against the will, completely shattered a certain persistence in his heart.

'Haha, loyal minister, this is my Daxuan's right-hand man.
If all other loyal ministers were as 'loyal' as him, then Taixuan would have no worries about not being destroyed!

For a moment, the hall fell into silence.

After a long while, Wan Pingchuan slowly opened his mouth. His face was extremely cold and his voice came out through his teeth.

"Okay, okay, okay, you are really loyal to me!

Lord Lu's loyalty is evident, so how can I treat him harshly? Since you are seriously injured, you should go back to your residence and rest. I will take care of the funeral of the soldiers!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace. I will take my leave now!" Lu Delin bowed and ignored the murderous looks from others. He left the hall without even looking away.

Everyone's faces looked extremely ugly, but no one took any action to do anything until Lu Delin's figure went away.

Lu Delin looked normal along the way, but his steps were unusually fast. He returned to the mansion in less than a quarter of an hour and immediately locked himself indoors.

For three consecutive days, the door of Lu's mansion was closed, he did not come out, and no one came to visit.

Lu Delin knew that Wan Pingchuan and all the civil and military officials disliked him very much, so he did not show up in public to cause trouble, but just stayed at home to recuperate.

And on this day, Wan Pingchuan also realized that good fortune never comes alone and misfortune never comes alone is not the worst thing. He is about to face something even worse.

"Your Majesty, something terrible has happened. Shangguan Wudi has reached an agreement with Sichuan, Yuzhou, and Jiangnan to join forces to attack Shangluo'an during the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15 this year!"

In the imperial study, Wan Pingchuan jumped up in shock when he heard Tie Wuxin's urgent report.

"Is everything you said true?!"

Tie Wuxin said with a heavy face: "These are all the intelligence sent back by secret detectives from various places. Several secret detectives with jade cards in the Yangshen realm died in the line of duty!"

After hearing this, Wan Pingchuan suddenly felt dizzy, as if the world was spinning in his head. He collapsed in his chair, completely overwhelmed by this sudden news.

"Five months later, on August 15th, if Fang Xun and Shangguan Wudi join forces with all the masters in the world to gather in Luo'an, what should I do?"

"Your Majesty, cheer up!" Tie Wuxin was also anxious when he saw his appearance.

But Wan Pingchuan was in a daze and kept muttering to himself: "It's over, it's over, it's all over"

The successive bad news finally broke his heart.

Just when Tie Wuxin was at a loss, two figures suddenly appeared in the study.

One of them was a 28-year-old boy, dressed in blood-stained clothes and holding an ancient bronze sword, but his face was as cold as ice. It was Xue Linlang who had been refined into a puppet after going astray.

The other man had white hair and beard and a stern face. As soon as he appeared, he exuded the aura of scholarliness. It was none other than Wu Haoran, the president of the Palace of Scholars.

When Wu Haoran saw Wan Pingchuan like this, he immediately shouted: "Your Majesty, wake up!"

With a bang, it was like a thunder exploding in his mind, waking Wan Pingchuan up immediately.

Then when he saw Wu Haoran and Xue Linlang appear in front of him, it was like a drowning man grabbing the last straw.

He quickly stood up and walked to Wu Haoran, crying and shouting, "Shanzhang, please save my Daxuan!"

"Your Majesty, please get up! Etiquette cannot be abandoned!"

Wu Haoran quickly spoke up to stop him from bowing, and Wan Pingchuan also straightened up.

"Alas, I already know about Shangguan Wudi's plan to gather a group of heroes to attack Luo'an."

Wan Pingchuan looked expectant and asked, "Does the headmaster have any plan?"

Now the only one who can save Daxia from collapse is Wu Haoran. If he can't even defeat him, then Daxuan will be finished. (End of this chapter)