I want to be innocent, but they don't allow me

Chapter 914: Wearing a yellow robe.

The words fell.

Suddenly, a golden light curtain appeared in front of Li Mu.

Then, a golden long sword stretched out from the light curtain and collided with the sword in Zhuge Ping's hand.

"what!"

Zhuge Ping cried out in surprise and found that he was no match for the light curtain, so he quickly retreated.

At the same time, four armored guards holding swords leaped out from the light curtain.

Zhuge Ping's face changed and he raised his hand to slash out with sword energy.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, light screens appeared behind him and on both sides at the same time.

Three golden swords stretched out from the light curtain and were placed on his neck.

"This, this is..."

"Qianlong Guard!"

Before Zhuge Ping finished speaking, an old minister from the previous dynasty who had seen the Qianlong Guards exclaimed in surprise.

Zhuge Ping tried to struggle, but found that the moment the long knife touched his neck, it was as if someone had sealed his qi sea, and he completely lost the ability to resist.

"Actually, there are seven Qianlong Guards!"

At this time, more than a dozen old officials who had just stood up suddenly knelt down again with a "thump", and shouted in unison,

"God bless my Daxing, God bless my Daxing!"

"Your Majesty, the Mandate of Heaven has been restored to you. May your majesty prosper for eternity. May you be blessed by Heaven and enjoy long-lasting blessings."

Immediately afterwards, nearly 90% of the officials knelt down.

The remaining officials who were still confused about the situation saw that everyone else was kneeling, so they knelt down as well.

Lu Chongyun was still a little confused and was about to ask what Mu Zhen meant.

But his face was flushed, and his eyes were fixed on the shadows of the guards with golden swords and golden armor.

Seeing all the officials surrender, he quickly leaned on the armrest of his wheelchair and knelt on the ground.

On the dragon throne, Li Mu was showing off by touching Ye Miaomiao's little hand.

No matter how much you scheme all day long, it's not as effective as using your fists.

Then, he found that Mu Zhen had also knelt down. He stood up quickly, slightly turned sideways, dodged the salute, and said lightly,

"Everyone, stand up. It is not me who you should kneel to."

Then he hooked his fingertips and carefully helped Mu Zhen back to the wheelchair.

"Brother Zhu Ting?"

Lu Chongyun was still a little confused. He was born into a commoner family. He met Emperor Hongwen when they were humble and was eventually appointed as prime minister.

He had no idea about Qianlongwei's affairs.

"Hahahahahaha." Mu Zhen stroked his beard. He had never felt so happy in such a long time.

"Qingyi... No, Your Majesty, Your Majesty has resolved the knot in my heart!"

During this period of time, Mu Zhen has been feeling resentful about the fact that his disciple wanted to become emperor.

But Li Mu not only dared to think, he also dared to do it. The layout of various forces, just what he knew was enough for him to sit in this position.

Mu Zhen could only try his best to make this matter seem more legitimate.

However, today, when he saw Qian Longwei, the heavy stone in his heart was finally put down.

When Lu Chongyun heard that Mu Zhen even changed his way of addressing him, he became so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks.

He bent down, approached Mu Zhen, and asked in a low voice,

"Brother Zhu Ting, what exactly are these so-called Qianlong Guards?"

Mu Zhen was just giggling like a comforting father.

After hearing what Lu Chongyun said, he turned his head and looked at him strangely.

"As the Prime Minister of a country, Minister Lu doesn't even know about the Qianlong Guard?"

"Brother Zhu Ting, please teach me!"

Lu Chongyun was also very calm. He bowed to Mu Zhen with a very positive attitude.

Seeing this, Mu Zhen raised his eyebrows, realizing that this was an opportunity, and then mixed some true energy into his voice and said seriously,

"Qian is the fifth line, which means nine positions. Therefore, nine and five refer to the emperor!"

"Qianlong is the Ying Temple, where the emperor reigns supreme!"

"Qianlong Guards are the emperor's personal guards, and can only be dispatched by the emperor!"

As soon as these words were spoken, those who, like Lu Chongyun, did not understand the meaning of Qianlongwei, all looked at Li Mu in astonishment.

I thought it was a vassal king who usurped the throne of a certain dynasty, but I never expected it to be a real dragon.

Could it be that all those rumors among the people are true?

And those who already knew the significance of Qianlongwei were even more excited.

There was one thing that Mu Zhen didn't say, but all the officials knew it clearly.

Jing'an City has gone through countless dynasties, but the longest of those dynasties that were not protected by the Qianlong Guards did not last more than fifty years.

In a short period of time, even within just a few months, the master of the imperial city changed.

The previous dynasty was ruled by a tyrant and the people were filled with resentment. Even so, there were two Qianlong Guards.

The country's fortune has remained strong for two hundred years.

When the three rebel kings broke into the palace, they announced to the outside world that the tyrant's luck had run out and the Qianlong Guards would no longer be under his command.

Otherwise, the people may not buy it.

The simple people of Kyushu are more afraid of the destruction of their country and their families, and being driven out by foreign races than their own hard lives.

It's as if this is engraved in my bones.

As long as the emperor has the Qianlong Guards by his side, the people will recognize him as the emperor.

Just like Emperor Hongwen, he clearly loved his people like his own children, but because he never summoned the Qianlong Guards, the people of various states had mixed opinions about him.

In front of the dragon throne, Li Mu was stunned.

Is there such a thing?

Looking at the ministers in the hall, who looked as if they were about to put a yellow robe on him, he secretly said "bad".

I'm afraid this is too much.

Soon, I saw outside the hall.

Zhao Chuyi was wearing a dark purple robe with a five-clawed golden dragon, staring blankly at Li Mu on the high platform.

When she noticed Li Mu looking at her, she lowered her head slightly and strode into the hall.

"Princess Yunhe?"

"She, she, didn't she pass away?"

"No, her robe..."

"Be bold!"

All the officials were shocked, and then they found that Zhao Chuxi was actually wearing a dragon robe, and they were filled with indignation.

Especially those court officials that Mu Zhen had contacted privately, they jumped out directly.

They knew the true identity of the queen, and naturally knew that Zhao Chuxi had the same blood as the tyrant of the previous dynasty.

"You remnant of the previous dynasty, you dared to wear the dragon robe to the palace. Let's see if you can fake your death and get away today!"

"Your Majesty, I want to make a speech!"

"The queen is the daughter of the prince of the previous dynasty..."

Several quick-witted ministers quickly stepped forward. Although the process was somewhat different from what they had planned before, the result was obviously better.

However, before they could fawn on the new emperor, Li Mu shouted, "Shut up!"

Then, he put his arms around Ye Miaomiao's slender waist and appeared in front of Zhao Chuyi.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw Zhao Chuyi lightly lift the hem of her skirt and bow to Li Mu,

"I came to see Your Majesty on the first day of the new year. Your Majesty has received the mandate of heaven and may the world prosper forever."

"The first day of the new year..." Li Mu frowned before he could explain.

But Zhao Chuyi shook her head at her, then reached out and grabbed the front of his shirt, apparently wanting to tear the dragon robe apart.

What the hell!

Li Mu panicked when he saw her action. He hugged Zhao Chuyi and whispered,

"What are you doing!"

"Young Master~" Zhao Chuyi didn't expect Li Mu to hug her in front of so many people. She exclaimed and quickly lowered her voice and said,

"I, I'm wearing underwear..."

"That won't work either!" Li Mu glared, as if this matter was more serious than anything else.

Mr. Li has always advocated that other people's wives can wear black stockings, hip-hugging and backless tube tops, and he is a staunch defender of freedom of dress.

But it would be better to wrap my wife in a military coat and put on a felt hat with ear protections to make me feel at ease.

The main purpose is to be impartial and speak for girls who love beauty all over the world.

Seeing that she couldn't persuade Li Mu, Zhao Chuyi gave up the idea of ​​"tearing off her clothes to show her determination" and gently pushed Li Mu, whispering,

"Still, don't let me go. You are the emperor now. No, you can't be so unruly."

"Who cares?" Li Mu snorted, holding the two beauties on his left and right and retreating to the high platform, forcibly pressing Zhao Chuyi on the dragon chair and said,

"There was a little accident..."

"Just sit back and relax, I'll take care of everything!"

Then, his eyes stayed on Zhao Chuyi for a moment, he coughed twice, and said in a low voice,

"Don't damage this dragon robe..."