Chapter 240 Forced Into the Palace

Bishop Kant's concept of fashion extends from the living to the dead. At this point, he has a fight with the government, always trying to control every moment of a person, even before birth and after death.

While Cheng Jinzhou was soothing his spirits and Lu Xu was beating his chest and moaning, Bishop Kande had already taken the dead Yang Zhanquan into his hands and began to think about his aftermath.

The treatment of level four star warlocks is indeed somewhat different.

I saw Bishop Kant gently taking off Yang Zhanquan's clothes, gently wiping the dust off his body with blood, and finally wrapping his whole body with a big red cloth.

Cheng Jinzhou fell to the ground and looked at his arrangement with disgust. He couldn't help but ask, "What are you going to do?"

"Fourth-level star warlock. I must make a specimen as a souvenir, oh? You won't rob it from me, right?" Bishop Kant's expression was serious, and he was definitely not joking.

Cheng Jinzhou was not interested in the corpse at all, but taking the opportunity, he asked: "If you don't mind, let's go see His Majesty the Emperor first."

Just because he could defeat a third-level star warlock didn't mean that there was no danger in meeting the emperor. The star warlock's defense and attack power were incomparable. Besides, who knows how many Star Warlocks there are around His Majesty the Emperor? What is certain now is that there are definitely no Level 4 Star Warlocks left.

Bishop Kant shrugged indifferently, held Yang Zhanquan against him, and said: "Because of your status as a priest of the morning light, I will accompany you again, but you must remember..."

"Thesis, I understand." Cheng Jinzhou nodded slightly, not wanting to look at the body on the bishop's shoulders. Even though it was his fault.

Neither of them took off. Bishop Kande carried Yang Zhanquan's body, and Cheng Jinzhou rode Lu Xu, walking toward the inner court along the main entrance of the palace. Although the guards on the road stood upright, they looked at Cheng Jinzhou and the bishop with some avoidance.

The Tingwei at the door was loyal to his duty, holding an ax and ax and refusing to give in. Lu Xu kicked him into the wall. After getting what he wanted, he didn't pounce on him anymore, and hurriedly hid there and smiled happily - it was the best thing if he didn't get killed directly.

If he ran away directly, it would be possible for his family to be wiped out in the future, but now he was happy to pretend to be dead and in pain.

Several Star Warlocks from the Royal Star Warlock Association were watching the palace from a few kilometers away in the air. When they saw the tragic death of the two allies, even if they were whipped, they would not run down to die. Someone had already sent a message to the outer peninsula, but it would take a long time for both the current Royal Star Warlock Mr. Jiang Huang and his successor Mr. Liu Kuang to arrive.

In other words, neither of them are very willing to deal with such things. Especially when Yang Zhanquan also died.

In fact, the fourth-level star warlock Yang Zhanquan's battle did not go smoothly and he was suppressed. This is a situation that everyone can accept. But being killed really made many people unable to relax.

Especially His Majesty the Emperor, who stood there stupidly, with the skin on his face wrinkled, as if he had suddenly aged twenty years.

Luo Qianqiu, a third-level star warlock, was the highest-level waste star warlock that the royal family had spent countless sums of money to win over. Before he even thought about his virginity, he was drugged by himself until he became unconscious.

Fourth-level star warlock Yang Zhanquan has spent countless money, manpower and connections, and now he has become a souvenir for others. The only thing that can comfort His Majesty the Emperor is that he will save a lot of money by not having to continue building the planned mansion.

"Your Majesty, please go back to the palace first." Hou Wenwu suddenly threw himself in front of the emperor and cried loudly: "I will use my body to stop them. When the Royal Star Warlock comes back, everything will be solved."

It's a pity that Liu Kuang and Jiang Huang's responsibilities are unclear, otherwise, the royal star warlock would not let other star warlocks enter the palace rashly.

Lord Lizong sighed in his heart, pulled out his feet from Hou Wenwu's arms, and said, "Kneel aside and follow the driver. Sun Aiqing, go and greet the two star warlocks."

Even the Minister of Rites didn't know how to greet the two star warlocks who were forcing him to marry. He recalled the past events of the previous dynasty, and suddenly thought in his mind: No wonder no detailed records of exchanges with the star warlocks have been handed down in the past dynasties, for fear that scholars would read them. Now, I don’t even have the heart to study.

After studying hard for ten years, he prided himself on performing arts in the emperor's family. Who would have thought that the Son of Heaven, who was revered as the "Holy Lord", would actually bow down in front of the Star Warlock.

Sun Jifeng was not only aggrieved, but also fearful and painful.

He walked down the steps with two officials of high rank, walked quickly to an archway in front, and finally knelt down.

In the history of Daxia for more than a hundred years, high-ranking officials have long stopped bowing to star warlocks.

However, Sun Jifeng had to bow today. Even if it's just to buy time.

In his heart, he was looking forward to the arrival of a certain Royal Star Warlock, or a certain Royal Star Warlock in the sky suddenly showing off his power - the anticipation passed by in a flash, and just thinking of the word Star Warlock made him feel inexplicable palpitations. The battle just now made him see the huge gap between ordinary soldiers and star warlocks, and it made him think that if a star warlock like Cheng Jinzhou wanted to assassinate His Majesty the Emperor, who could stop him.

If there is no force and no rank, then one should behave submissively and humbly. Officials are all good at doing this. Even though Sun Jifeng has become a minister and entered the political hall, he still has not forgotten the basic qualities of an official.

Slick as a loach and greedy as a whale, Fang is the court's best weapon against the Star Warlock. Sun Jifeng put away the last trace of his arrogance. Kneeling there, his hands were stretched out long and flat on the ground. His head and nose were at the bottom, and he couldn't see the front at all. His breath also had a heavy smell of hot earth.

Footsteps sounded.

Sun Jifeng immediately shouted loudly: "The criminal Sun Jifeng pays homage to the Star Warlock."

Cheng Jinzhou ignored him and patted Lu Xu to let him move on.

Lu Xu rubbed his neck in disappointment and said, "I remember that when the previous imperial court apologized, they would always send some beauties or something like that."

Sun Jifeng immediately continued: "The beauty is ready and can be delivered to your house at any time."

"No need." Cheng Jinzhou was not prepared to challenge the physical limits of a 14-year-old boy. He sat comfortably on Lu Xu and said, "I just want to meet the emperor."

Seeing that he was about to walk away, Sun Jifeng didn't care about anything else and quickly got up to follow him, but still lowered his waist.

Lu Xu's steps were very fast, and Bishop Kant was not dissatisfied at all. The two of them instantly got rid of Sun Jifeng and climbed onto the high platform.

A row of warriors holding golden melons looked at two teams of three star warlocks, holding the melon handles tightly with their fingers until they turned white. They are the most loyal and backbone warriors of the imperial court, and they dare to die at any time.

In an instant, His Majesty Lizong became as old as a dying old man, with his hair and beard hanging in random places where they should or should not be. His lips were dry and the skin was sticking up, looking like a molting beetle.

Cheng Jinzhou looked at him straightly, without any excessive behavior. He just looked like he was in BJ's Forbidden City, peering at the empty seats in the hall through the rusty door lock. He had the mentality of a tourist.

His Majesty the Emperor does not have the consciousness to engage in tourism. In fact, since the beginning of his father's tenure, no star warlock has been so unrestrained in formal occasions. Everyone maintains superficial respect for the person on the throne, and the empire also uses most of its property in various forms. Various methods were given to the Star Warlocks to use - the harmonious atmosphere and the recuperation after the war made Lizong himself full of confidence in the future.

In his heart, it is his goal to balance the Star Warlocks and make them serve themselves and their descendants like the civil servant group or the military attachés in power. For a time, he even thought he had succeeded.

But now, seeing Bishop Kant's indifferent eyes, seeing the red silk figure wrapped around the bishop's shoulders, seeing Lu Xu's interested eyes, seeing Cheng Jinzhou's tourist-like expression, the world in His Majesty's heart suddenly collapsed.

It turns out that one fourth-level star warlock and two second-level star warlocks can make one's rights lose their foundation. There is nothing more fragile in the world than this.

The emperor's majesty over the years finally supported him, and his dry voice was not hoarse when he said: "Mr. Cheng Jinzhou, what do you want?"

"Fair." Cheng Jinzhou said seriously.

"Justice?" His Majesty the Emperor's voice suddenly became sharp, his pupils suddenly narrowed, and murderous intent burst out.

It's a pity that the emperor who is decisive in killing is not the emperor of star warlocks.

There were at least a dozen ministers standing around, but they all lowered their heads and could not say anything.

They are not allowed to interrupt the current conversation.

Cheng Jinzhou kept smiling and said: "In the past few months, I borrowed some things from His Majesty the Emperor. I feel that it is like a neighbor who has no jealousy at home. I want to lend you a bite of jealousy, but you have to force me to get jealous." Returning a bag of rice, do you think this is fair?"

The emperor laughed angrily and coughed: "Then how are you doing?"

"To be fair, let's just write it off." Cheng Jinzhou shrugged.

His Majesty the Emperor's expression remained unchanged, and he said bachelorly: "Okay. If there is anything else, please bring it up."

There is still hope in some discussions. If you let go of Yelang's arrogant hopes and goals, His Majesty Lizong can accept the reality.

Cheng Jinzhou looked at Bishop Kant with a smile and said humbly: "The First World War is over, and even Japan has a prize. What do you want?"

Kant naturally understood what he called a world war as a battle. He hugged Yang Zhanquan's body tightly and said, "I want to take the specimen away. It cannot pass the ultra-long-distance star array. It needs to be sent to me by airship." ...Also, your tailor won’t return it, it’s easy to use.”

"I agreed first." Cheng Jinzhou smiled and agreed without waiting for the emperor to speak.

His Majesty Lizong took such disrespectful behavior in stride. Speaking of which, being an emperor is not easy. He is like being a star. Every day he has to put on an appearance for his officials, his concubines, his children, their parents, and the common people. Pretending is not difficult, but what is difficult is pretending all your life. The hardest thing is pretending and really thinking that you are the only one in the world...

Once you have pretended to be this far, no one can tell whether you are pretending or not.

Cheng Jinzhou's request was naturally more than that. He thought for a moment and then said: "I passed the imperial examination before. I heard that all newly appointed county magistrates must meet with you before their appointment, right?"

At this moment, the panting Sun Jifeng felt that he could not let His Majesty the Emperor face Cheng Jinzhou directly, so he shouted: "All officials who are close to the people have to face the saint, Lord Star Warlock."

"Then I'm going to meet the emperor this time." Cheng Jinzhou said, stretched out his hand and said, "Please ask the emperor to choose a good place for me."

"What do you mean, Mr. Star Warlock?" Sun Jifeng was unwilling to let go easily after receiving the words.

Cheng Jinzhou snorted and said, "Bring me the map and let me choose a place first."

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