Chapter 119: Yang Guang's Death

Jiangdu.n∈n∈,

Wuji Palace.

On the dragon throne, Yang Guang lay down leaning, watching the dance of the palace maids below bored.

He suddenly felt a little bored and waved his hand and said, "Go down!"

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with me today? Are you in a bad mood?" Concubine Xiao peeled a grape and fed it to Yang Guang.

"I feel a little irritable today and feel up and down!" Yang Guang said slowly.

"I guess the emperor is too bored. I am willing to play a song for the emperor to relieve his boredom!"

"Concubine Xiao is intent, but I don't want to listen to the song today. Yu Shiji?"

"I'm here!" Yu Shiji hurriedly replied.

"What's so fun recently!" Yang Guang narrowed his eyes and said casually.

"I have played all the fun things in the river. Why don't the emperor take a dragon boat to walk around? First, to understand the people's sentiments and let the people of the world know that the emperor's grace is great, and second, the emperor can also relieve his boredom!"

As soon as this sentence came out, Yu Wenhua immediately became murderous intent in his heart, but he still looked respectful on the surface.

"'I dream of Jiangnan, and it was also a coincidence to conquer Liao!" Unexpectedly, I was tired of Jiangnan too!" Yang Guang sighed. "Yuwen Aiqing, what do you think?"

"The emperor is the supreme emperor in the world. What the emperor said, I will do what I will do!" Yu Wenhua and said with a bow.

"Oh?" Yang Guang said: "Why did I hear that someone named Zhishiro in Changbai Mountain is rebelling? Have you ever heard of it?"

Yu Shiji hurriedly stepped forward and bowed and said, "Your Majesty, Wang Bo is insignificant. The King of Kuanshan has personally led a large army to quell the rebellion. I believe that the troops will be brought back soon. I am worried that this matter will affect the emperor's mood, so I dared not to submit a memorial and asked the emperor to punish him!"

"Get up!" Yang Guang smiled and looked at Yu Wenhua. "I heard that Yang Xuangan, the Minister of Rites, also rebelled, is there any such incident?"

Yu Shiji was startled and knelt down and said, "Now there are often people outside deliberately spreading rumors and causing trouble. After the Wei ministers investigate it clearly, they will report to the emperor."

"I'm afraid I can't wait!" Yang Guang shook his head. He took out an account book from his sleeve and threw it on the ground casually, saying, "I have obtained a weapon business account book from the Yuwen clan and the Yang family. Judging from this situation, Yang Xuangan should have already started a military campaign. The Chang'an area has been controlled long ago, right?"

"And Yuwen Aiqing, I wonder when you will rebel!"

Yang Guang's eyes fell on Yu Wenji, who had been lowering his head, and slowly said something that made the entire hall silent.

The atmosphere in the field suddenly became solemn.

Yu Shiji knelt in the hall and felt as if he had entered the Hall of Hell. He was sweating all over his body, and his head was pressed against the floor. He did not dare to look up at Yang Guang, nor did he dare to look at the account book thrown in front of him. As for Yu Wenji's face, he didn't dare to look at it.

Yu Wenji was stunned and then burst into laughter. He talked: "Why didn't the emperor wait until the backing king comes before saying this?"

Yang Guang's face was calm, as if he did not see the danger he was about to face, and said slowly: "You have made a good plan. First, he used rebellion to gradually cut off the wings of the King of Backers, and then Wang Bo rebels and transferred the King of Backers. Finally, it was your turn to Yu Wen and Jiangdu to take action. All the people in the palace have been replaced by yours!"

Yu Wenji smiled and said, "The emperor is so smart. I almost thought that the emperor was back to what he was more than ten years ago, which really scared me!" He suddenly turned cold and said slowly, "It's a pity that the emperor is old and has no more power. I think it's better to let the emperor throw away this burden and enjoy it happily!"

Yang Guang pointed to Yu Wen and said, "Yuwen Aiqing is worthy of being my most trusted minister. He made such a thoughtful arrangement. I did not misunderstand you!"

"But your ability is not enough, let those people come out!"

I heard a sigh outside the palace, and the door opened wide, revealing the people who had been waiting outside.

Four masked men, one monk, and one woman.

There are six people in total.

"At this time, I still have to mask myself. I am really a group of sluts!" Yang Guang snorted coldly and said disdainfully.

"Hahaha!" The four masked men burst into laughter, and no one could tell who they were.

"The bald donkey from Jingmian Zen Temple!"

"Amitabha!"

The monk chanted the Buddha's name high and looked solemn and full of compassion.

"The demon woman from the Demon Sect!"

"Ha!" The woman chuckled, full of charm.

Yang Guang looked at the visitor and showed a sarcastic expression. "What a pity that the national master only killed four bald donkeys. He should have uprooted your Jingnian Zen Temple, and there will be no trouble today!"

The monk's face immediately showed an ugly look. The death of the four great saint monks was like a wake-up call for Buddhism. Now that Yang Guang revealed this past incident, he also became angry.

Yang Guang ignored the monk's mood, looked at the woman again, and sneered: "The people from the Demon Sect are also here to help Yu Wenhuaji. Do you want to use the Demon Sect secret technique to turn him into your puppet? Yuwen Aiqing, you must be careful!"

Yu Wenji's heart was shocked, and then he smiled and said, "Have you finished speaking? If you finish speaking, I'll send you to the emperor on the way!"

"Okay, let's do it!"

After Yang Guang finished speaking, an inexplicable aura emanated from his body, his dragon robe fluttered, and his long hair stood upright, as if he was a god and a demon.

Yang Guang is actually the peak of the Grandmaster.

Several people looked at each other, and Yu Wenji yelled: "Kill!"

The field suddenly became a group of people.

After a while, Yang Guang was covered in blood and walked step by step to the dragon throne. He was still the king who was tall and looked down indifferently.

Below, there were dead guards everywhere, as well as some palace maids. Not only that, even Yu Wenhua and his face were pale at the moment, obviously they were severely injured.

Except for Yu Hua and the attackers, none of them were intact.

Two of the four men in black died, and the Buddhist monk also broke one arm. The woman in the Demon Sect was even more unbearable and was torn apart.

After sorting out the blood on the dragon robe, Yang Guang sat upright on the dragon throne, and his posture seemed to be like he was dominating the world when he ascended the throne.

"Concubine Xiao is innocent, you won't be embarrassed by her, right?" Yang Guang's first sentence turned out to be this.

The monk said, "We will not attack unarmed women and children!"

"Ha!" Yang Guang nodded with satisfaction, then showed an inexplicable smile.

Yang Guang looked into the distance and suddenly said, "When the national master comes to the world again, he will use the sword in his hand to clear away all obstacles. No one will be spared, whether it is your Buddhism, the Demon Sect, or your Yuwen Sect! I am waiting for you underground!"

He laughed and fell down immediately.

The sun shone on Yang Guang's body, making him shine brightly.

Like a god.

Yang Guang's death. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!