After the rebirth, the queen took the Meiqiang tragedy script

Chapter 59
The world suddenly became quiet.

The imperial guards stopped the knives in their hands, and the pushing crowd also stopped. Everyone looked in Ye Qinghuai's direction, looking at this young man whose robes were stained with blood and who was holding an epee.

The half of the dagger in Zhao Decheng's hand fell to the ground with a bang.

He looked at Ye Qinghuai with a pale face, his eyes were full of fear, and seemed to be somewhat suspicious.

He had seen the emperor many times in ceremonies, but in his impression the emperor was always dressed in a crown, tall, thin, white and clean, taciturn, like a frail scholar.

It is too different from the image of the person in front of me.

Especially those eyes.

At this moment, Ye Qinghuai's eyes were filled with blades, burning with anger, with a fearless determination to live and die, and breathtaking domineering.

This look reminded him of the wolf king on the grassland.

Also shocked was Lin Yuxiu who was kneeling beside Ye Qinghuai.

He raised his head and looked at Ye Qinghuai's side face. Her face was stained with blood, but her eyes were as tough and sharp as the heavy sword Long Yuan in her hand.The wound on her left shoulder was shocking, and the left lapel of the entire court dress was soaked in blood, but she still stubbornly stood halfway in front of Lin Yuxiu, protecting him behind her.

Lin Yuxiu gasped for breath, looking at the young man in front of him who he once thought was called "He Youwei", he suddenly felt that God had played a huge joke on him.

Ye Qinghuai glanced at the chaos in front of him, the swords in the hands of the imperial guards were stained with the blood of the people, the servants stepped on each other in a mess, there were endless screams and begging, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.

She felt a wound on her shoulder, but felt no pain.

Ye Qinghuai suddenly raised her hand, raised the Longyuan sword above her head, and said loudly: "The imperial army obeys the order, and I order you to put down the sword in your hand immediately!"

The soldiers of the imperial army stopped attacking, but they did not put down their weapons.They looked at each other in blank dismay, a little at a loss for this sudden change of situation, and for a moment didn't know whose order to listen to.

Ye Qinghuai's gaze was like a torch, and he swept across the bewildered soldiers one by one.

"What? The generals came from a family of martial arts schools, but they don't even know the emperor sword Longyuan? Or, the forbidden army has collectively resigned and become Gu Shihai's private soldiers!" Ye Qinghuai shouted angrily.

Perhaps because she had finally confirmed her status as emperor, or because she was overwhelmed by the imperial aura rushing towards her, Zhao Decheng knelt down in front of her, kowtowed on the ground and said, "Your Majesty, forgive me! Your Majesty, forgive me!"

As soon as he knelt down, the surrounding guards put down their knives and guns, and knelt down in her direction.

The students behind Ye Qinghuai also knelt down in front of her and kowtowed to the ground.

Only Luo Zichang stood dozens of steps away, staring blankly at her, as if he had forgotten to move.

The sun was setting to the west, and the golden sunlight splashed outside the Chengtian Gate, and also shone on Ye Qinghuai's body.She stood upright, holding the Longyuan sword high, and her whole body was shining brightly, like a tall and sacred statue.

Beside her, within a radius of one mile, as far as the eye can see, are all kneeling soldiers and civilians.

After a long while, she lowered her arm and stabbed the Longyuan Sword straight to the ground.

She saw Luo Zichang walking towards her across the crowd of imperial guards.

His face was paler than Zhao Decheng, he frowned slightly, and looked at Ye Qinghuai in disbelief as he walked along.After walking closer and confirming that the person in front of him was indeed the emperor, he quickly withdrew his gaze and saluted Ye Qinghuai.

He smiled and said to Ye Qinghuai: "Why is Your Majesty here?"

Ye Qinghuai ignored him, and asked coldly, "Where's Gu Shihai?"

Luo Zichang was stunned for a moment, and replied: "How can the general know where Gu Ge is?" He raised his eyes to observe Ye Qinghuai's expression, but saw the wound on her shoulder that was cut by a knife, and said in surprise, " Your Majesty is injured! Go back to the palace and pass on the imperial doctor to have a look."

He was completely different from when he was in Jingshou Palace, his face was full of flattery.

But Ye Qinghuai didn't make false claims with him, and said angrily: "I crawled back from hell not to waste my words here with you! Call Gu Shihai to see me!"

Obviously, Luo Zichang is not the only one who is different.

Luo Zichang didn't understand why this childlike young emperor suddenly seemed to be a different person.

But he could see that he could no longer fool the little emperor like a child.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Ye Qinghuai sneered shortly, and said, "Don't tell me, it was your idea to privately transfer the Imperial Army."

What a serious crime it is to privately transfer the forbidden army, let alone privately transfer the forbidden army to go out of the palace to kill people.With Luo Zichang's rank, I'm afraid it's not something he can cover with a single head.

Luo Zichang also knew that it was beyond his ability to take things to such an extent.

"I'll go invite Elder Gu Ge right now." Holding his sword, he turned around and left.

It was March, and although the weather wasn't too hot, Ye Qinghuai was basking in the sun in the afternoon, and Ye Qinghuai's forehead soon broke out in thin sweat.

"Your Majesty, you are bleeding." She suddenly heard a hoarse voice from behind her timidly.

Ye Qinghuai turned his head and saw Qin Yang kneeling not far behind her. He didn't seem to dare to look up at Ye Qinghuai, and only secretly raised his eyes to watch her expression.

Ye Qinghuai followed his gaze and saw a small puddle of blood on the side of her left soap boot.

I don't know if it's her blood or the blood of the enemy.

"No problem." Ye Qinghuai said, and then she said to Qin Yang, "Qin Yang, come here."

Qin Yang stood up in surprise, walked to Ye Qinghuai, was about to kneel down, but Ye Qinghuai stopped him, and said: "From now on, you will be my imperial guard. The official will pay homage after returning to the palace. Good me."

With joy in Qin Yang's eyes, he clasped his fists and said, "Yes."

He put down his hands, and felt that his salute was wrong, but he didn't know how to do the correct salute, so he scratched his head in embarrassment.

Ye Qinghuai raised her head and smiled at him, saying, "I'll learn these vain etiquettes later."

"Obey!" Qin Yang clasped his fists again and grinned at her.

Then, seeing that his expression suddenly became serious, Ye Qinghuai looked behind Ye Qinghuai.

Ye Qinghuai turned her head and saw Gu Shihai in court clothes, leading Luo Zichang walking towards her against the light from among the kneeling Imperial Army.

It seems that he has not been back to the mansion since he came down to court.

Ye Qinghuai turned around, retracted the Long Yuan sword into its scabbard, and handed it to Qin Yang, then faced Gu Shihai leisurely, her face sinking.

Gu Shihai stopped in front of Ye Qinghuai, his face was normal, neither happy nor angry nor fearful, he looked at Ye Qinghuai for a while, and asked, "Why did Your Majesty conspire?"

A cold light flashed in Ye Qinghuai's eyes, and he asked back, "Treason? Whom? Against you, Gu Shihai?"

Gu Shihai looked at Ye Qinghuai, and calmly replied: "Naturally, it is against the imperial court."

He deliberately emphasized the word "imperial court".

(End of this chapter)