Chapter 286: I Have the World Between Talking and Laughing

The emperor is the position of common respect in the world, even though the world is respected by warriors, and the power of the emperor is not as great as imagined, but no matter what, it is the position of power that men dream of after all.

Wake up to kill the handle, drunk and lying on the knees of beautiful women.

This is the emperor who holds the power of life and death in the world.

Zhu Yunzhao is a child of the imperial family, although his father is not the emperor, but his grandfather is the emperor, and his grandfather's grandfather is also the emperor, and he is also the son of a dragon and a grandson, so he naturally has extravagant hopes for that seat.

However, saying it in public is definitely the first time for him.

This feeling of honesty and ambition made him feel very comfortable.

If you put your heart sideways, you don't care about anything!

King Fu also heard his son's declaration, his face was strange, he knelt on the ground, did not dare to get up, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He also understands that his son is a fight.

This young man in dragon robe, if it is really the white-clothed sword god Feng Ziyue, and Zhu Yunzhao's relationship with him does have such a little friendship, if people really have the heart to push it-

- Then, the young son of King Fu has the opportunity to climb to the throne, and it is not for nothing!

It's just that the emperor is not sure what the emperor thinks, so he is prostrate on the ground and does not dare to raise his head.

The emperor naturally heard Zhu Yunzhao's crisp and neat "think", and he was indeed silent and did not speak.

The prince is not very fond of him, and this son is lazy in martial arts, and his "sex" personality is reckless and violent, not a talent for governing the country.

There is only one prince under his knees, and even if he wants to change it, he can't get it.

He had also paid attention to the sons of the vassal kings before, but after all, he was not a parent, so he never had the idea of changing the prince.

But nowadays......

To tell the truth, if the white-clothed sword god Feng Ziyue is really determined to support Zhu Yunzhao, then even if he kills himself, the emperor, it is not a difficult matter, although this will inevitably cause a big 'chaos' in the world, no matter how strong Feng Ziyue's martial arts are, it is impossible to suppress the world, and it will definitely be a 'chaos' situation at that time.

But with Feng Ziyue's support, the value of this Zhu Yunzhao is naturally very different, and it is not impossible to consider making him the heir to the throne.

But what is this Feng Ziyue going to do?

This is the big mystery in the emperor's heart.

Peerless masters, of course, have the ability to subvert the imperial power, but they concentrate on martial arts and do not care too much about secular imperial power, generally speaking, that is, people don't offend me, I don't offend people.

Although Chu Madman and Long Buyang had erratic whereabouts and treacherous tempers before, they had never come to trouble the Ming Dynasty and would not interfere with the throne.

Going back in time, there was no such thing.

Feng Ziyue appeared today, whether he came prepared or improvised, the emperor was undecided, and his heart was also horrified.

At some point, Zhu Changzhi, who was easily defused by Feng Ziyue with all his punches, no matter how rigid and irritable he was, it was impossible not to feel the power of the young man in front of him.

"Your Excellency...... Who the hell is Your Excellency?"

Zhu Changzhi's face was pale and he asked. The tone in which he spoke was already polite, and his voice was a little trembling because of the fear in his heart.

Feng Ziyue smiled indifferently, "The next is Feng Ziyue in Wuyang City, I don't know if the old gentleman has ever heard of it." ”

Fengziyue!

Wuyang City Fengziyue!

At the top of the lonely peak, the white-clothed sword god Feng Ziyue defeated the Chu madman in a battle!

If there was thunder roaring in Zhu Changzhi's ears, there was no trace of blood on his face, this person's resounding reputation, although he was in the forbidden palace, he had heard enough.

The pinnacle of congenitality, a realm that many people can hope for, but this teenage boy has already stepped on.

There are even legends that on the Qianzhang Lonely Peak that day, the madman of Chu has reached the realm of the broken void, and he has still lost the hands of Feng Ziyue, so what kind of realm has this young man's cultivation reached?

The big "milk" and "milk" next to her were crispy, and her heart was trembling, this was really the white-clothed sword god Feng Ziyue! Her gaze at Feng Ziyue became extremely intense.

"No...... I don't know if it's a senior...... Excellency...... Respectfully here, old and reckless, please ...... Forgiveness!"

Zhu Changzhi bent his waist on the spot and spoke incoherently.

He really didn't know how to call this young man, with his martial arts, he should call him a senior, but the age difference was so far away, it seemed inappropriate, and he changed several titles before he was vague.

Zhu Da's "milk" and "milk" grinned, his eyes burned, staring at Feng Ziyue.

Feng Ziyue nodded, he was enough for the deterrent power of the Innate Sevenfold Master.

This Zhu Changzhi is a person with a high royal rank, as long as he is taken down, Feng Ziyue's calculation will probably become three or four points.

The prince is reckless, obviously not a good candidate to deal with the Shenshui Tribulation, and Zhu Yunzhao is familiar with him, and his "nature" is clever, if he can help him to the throne, it will be convenient to arrange many arrangements in the future.

The Divine Water Tribulation is overwhelming, although his own force is strong, he can only protect one or two places, and if he wants to work together to survive this disaster, he has to pour the strength of one country.

Today coincides with his meeting, and Feng Ziyue is standing up for power and promoting this matter on the other.

"Did you hear me just now?"

Feng Ziyue opened his mouth lightly, and his eyes didn't even look at Zhu Changzhi, who was bent in front of him.

He asked Zhu Changzhi if he had heard the words, which naturally meant whether Zhu Yunzhao wanted to be the emperor or not.

"This ......"

With Feng Ziyue's martial arts today, Zhu Changzhi would never dare to disobey his will.

But this matter involves the succession of thrones, and he has to hesitate.

Zhu Yunzhao's eyes lit up, his heart was pounding, and his heart was about to jump to his throat with nervousness.

Zhu Da's "milk" and "milk" also felt a dry mouth, and "licked" his lips with the tip of his tongue, adding a "misty" and "color" to his face.

Feng Ziyue said lightly, his tone was indifferent, as if he was saying something inconsequential.

In fact, it is about the ownership of the throne in the world!

What kind of masculinity is this?

Zhu Da's "milk" and "milk" thought of the man in the house, and then looked at Feng Ziyue, only to feel that there was a fire burning in his chest, and he "licked" his lips anxiously.

Zhu Changzhi's face was embarrassed, and he held back for a long time, and when he saw Feng Ziyue's cold eyes, he stiffened his head and answered, "Yes...... The old man heard it, but this inheritance is not the old man's decision, at least the current emperor ......"

"Then you call him over. ”

Feng Ziyue waved his hand, as if this was a very ordinary request.

Zhu Changzhi smiled bitterly, Zhu Yunzhao was drenched in cold sweat, the prince had become a puddle of soft mud - he was counting on his grandfather to save his life, but before he could make two moves, this grandfather lay down in front of others, what else could he hope for?

Only the light in the eyes of Zhu Da's "milk" and "milk" is getting stronger and stronger, and fortunately Feng Ziyue didn't notice her, otherwise this blazing ** might be able to burn him.

Call the Emperor.

This simple sentence is probably only Feng Ziyue can say it so nonchalantly.

Even if it is an innate sevenfold master, he must have enough respect for the imperial power, after all, the throne of the Central Plains is very different from the rest of the foreign countries, and he has to enjoy great luck.

Such a person, although his martial arts cannot be compared with that of a Chu madman, but every move is the same as affecting the heavens and the earth, how can he move it personally?

But for Feng Ziyue, now his gaze is no longer confined to the small world of Tianwu Continent.

Outside the Tianwu Continent, there is a vast world.

The lord of the Ming Kingdom, although he has luck, how can Feng Ziyue look at it?

If it weren't for the Divine Water Tribulation, he wouldn't have bothered to deal with it at all.

“...... Yes!"

Zhu Changzhi hesitated for a while, and finally nodded.

The other party is none other than the white-clothed sword god, the current number one master in the world, Feng Ziyue, since he has made such a request, how can he not be respectful?

He was about to get up, but he saw a person flying out of the opposite military array, wearing a dragon robe and a flat sky crown, stepping on the waves, although the momentum was magnificent, but it was very respectful, it was the emperor of the Ming Kingdom today!

Feng Ziyue opened his mouth to beckon, but in the emperor's military tent, he also heard it.

In his mind, there was also a trace of anger at first.

No matter what, he is the emperor of the world, and he is a noble person in this Ming Kingdom.

But this kind of thought was only for a moment, and it was suppressed by him in an instant.

Although the emperor is expensive, he is a step worse than the first person in the world.

In today's world, martial artists are respected, congenital peaks, almost immortals, and omnipotent.

Even the emperor's uncle is so respectful, so what's the harm if he goes to worship himself?

The emperor thought clearly, so he flew up immediately, was diligent, ran to Feng Ziyue, bowed down, and did not dare to think that he was the respect of a country, so there was nothing rude.

"Feng Shaoxia, I am the emperor of the Ming Kingdom today, Zhu Yongnian, I have seen Shaoxia!"

Before he came, he had already thought of the title, and this etiquette was respectful, which was much better than the panic of his imperial uncle Zhu Changzhi.

After all, he is the king of a country, and his magnanimity is beyond the reach of Zhu Changzhi, who is devoted to martial arts.

Although these words are respectful, they can be regarded as neither humble nor arrogant.

But even so, in the eyes of others, it was still the emperor who went over to slap people's ass, and King Ning was pale on the shore, sweating, and gritting his teeth.

"Niang Xipi! This Yongnian is really able to pull down his face! This kind of thing is also done!"

The emperor of a dignified country ran out to pay homage to a young man, and his brother did such a humiliating thing - King Ning suddenly realized in his heart, no wonder he was the emperor and not himself, and he could finally understand it.

The emperor bent his waist in front of him and was polite, but Feng Ziyue was indifferent, just nodded lightly.

Zhu Yunzhao is like a thorn in the back, his teeth are fighting, just now the prince knelt in front of them, that's it, now even the emperor has bent his waist, he, who is a nephew, is really terrified.

If it weren't for Feng Ziyue standing beside him, I was afraid that he would be paralyzed on the spot.

However, he also knew that now was the critical moment of his fate, so he gritted his teeth and stood tall, not daring to "show" his cowardice.

"Now that the two of you have arrived here, I don't know ...... my friend" Feng Ziyue pointed at Zhu Yunzhao, "What objections do you have to inherit the throne and rule the world on a different day?"

Zhu Changzhi and Emperor Zhu Yongnian glanced at each other and smiled bitterly.

Feng Ziyue got straight to the point, and directly threw out this heavy question, calling the two of them, how to answer?

Even if the crown prince is ordained, it must be announced to heaven and earth, and it is upright and upright, and even if there is a trace of etiquette, it is not possible to do so.

But who dares to say this in front of Feng Ziyue?

"Uncle Huang, what do you mean?"

The emperor gritted his teeth and kicked the ball to Zhu Changzhi.

Zhu Changzhi glared at him, just now he couldn't make a decision by himself, so he dragged this emperor's nephew on, but he didn't expect that he was also an old "traitor" and cunning, so he kicked it over first.

"Ahem, is this...... The old man has been concentrating on martial arts, and he has been in the palace for many years, and he has never been very concerned about the emperor's succession, so he should pay attention to the emperor's nephew himself......"

It was indeed none of his business to push the two-six-five, but how could he not care about this kind of major matter of joining the heirs and inheriting the throne?

The emperor looked at the son who was paralyzed on the ground, like a puddle of mud, and couldn't help but feel sad.

The son of dysentery is good for himself, no matter whether the prince has many or not, after all, he is his own son, and this throne naturally wants to be passed on to him, but he himself is not angry, the key is that he also offended the white-clothed sword god, which is like the son of the brother of King Fu, who has sharp eyes, and stammers Feng Ziyue, letting the family come forward to fight for the throne for themselves.

So far, that's all it can be.

Get!

Son, you can give me an obedient seclusion!

The emperor gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and nodded, "The crown prince is stubborn, and he is indeed not qualified for the position of prince, so he will abolish the position of the prince and practice with the emperor's uncle and ancestor in the inner palace - Yunzhao, the youngest son of King Fu, has been smart since he was a child, and he can take on great responsibilities, and from today on, he will be established as the prince!"

He made up his mind, since his son is good at martial arts, don't think about the emperor's position, just practice martial arts with his grandfather, in this way, it is not a good destination.

Since Feng Ziyue strongly supports Zhu Yunzhao, even my friend has spoken out, can the emperor still refute his face.

He was established as the crown prince, and after a few years, he abdicated and made way for Xian, allowing him to inherit the throne.

The emperor himself can carry it very clearly.

Feng Ziyue nodded with satisfaction, looked at Zhu Yunzhao, who was ecstatic, like Zhu Yunzhao in a dream, and also smiled.

"This matter is settled, then I have another important matter, I want to discuss with you, I wonder if I can go to a quieter place?"

The Emperor hesitated for a moment and pointed at the troops of King Ning on the other side.

"Young man, but there are orders, I don't dare to disrespect, but now the anti-thief rebellion is ......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Feng Ziyue wave his hand.

"I know, I'll help you deal with these little things!"

I only heard Feng Ziyue shouting, "King Ning's 'chaos', alarming the country, it is really disloyal and unwise, from the thief, take him down, take him here, it doesn't matter, otherwise, don't count the killing!"

After this shouting order, I heard that there was chaos in King Ning's army, but when I was half a pillar of incense, I saw a group of innate martial artists, tied up King Ning and rushed out, and sent them to Feng Ziyue.

Feng Ziyue nodded, and smiled at the stunned Zhu Changzhi: "The housework of your Zhu family will be handled by someone of your generation, and I don't care——"

"—Now, we can talk about big things, right?"