Chapter 5 Okay, then I’ll kill your ten tribes "Bold Su Qiu, the Prime Minister is now the Prime Minister, how can I allow you to talk nonsense here?"
The guards following Lin Beihe drew their swords and took a step forward.
"Come on, Lin Beihe, kill me if you dare."
However, there was no fear on Su Qiu's face, and he had the attitude of "I'm smiling at the sky, leaving my liver and gallbladder intact".
Facing the knife-wielding guard, he raised his head even more, pointed at Lin Beihe's nose and cursed angrily.
"So what if Su's life is taken? From today on, the world will remember you as a traitor who killed innocent people indiscriminately, and your name will be reviled by millions of people in future generations."
"Su Qiu, you are seeking death!"
The guards couldn't bear it anymore and raised their swords to chop at Su Qiu.
"Hold on."
Just when the blade was about to fall, Lin Beihe waved his hand.
"Master Xiang..."
The guards looked at Lin Beihe in confusion and saw him walking to stand in front of Su Qiu and saying coldly: "Do you think I dare not kill you?"
"Haha, if you are not afraid of being criticized, just do it."
Su Qiu didn't take Lin Beihe seriously at all.
"Su Qiu, you and Zhao Song want to conspire to cause rebellion. Do you really think that no one will know about it?"
Lin Beihe suddenly asked.
Hearing this, Su Qiu's expression changed slightly, and he immediately regained his composure and said, "Lin Beihe, if you want to kill or behead me, please do as you please. Don't fabricate things out of thin air to tarnish my innocence."
Lin Beihe just sneered, and then clapped his hands.
"Bring it here and let Master Su see the evidence with his own eyes."
After the words fell, a group of forbidden soldiers walked into the courtyard from outside carrying a bloody man.
When Su Qiu saw the man's identity clearly, his face turned pale.
This person is none other than Right Prime Minister Wang Zhao Song, who was put on death row not long ago.
At this time, Zhao Song no longer had the high-spiritedness and majesty he once had as the prime minister of a country. His black hair was mottled and pale, his appearance was haggard, his clothes were in tatters, and his body was covered in blood.
Apparently after some severe torture.
"Mr. Prime Minister, please spare your life. I'll do it. I'll do it all."
"Su Qiu asked me to do it. He said that the empress was too young to assume the important task of being the king of a country."
“As a Confucian great sage, he should take over the responsibility of supervising the court.
Allowing Your Majesty to establish the Hanlin Academy is actually creating opportunities for his students to enter the court and gradually encroach on our empire. "
Zhao Song threw himself at Lin Beihe's feet and howled bitterly.
This statement came out.
The expressions of the other ministers who were watching from the side also changed dramatically.
Official titles in the Great Zhou Dynasty were all hereditary.
One generation becomes an official, and the second and third generations born can also inherit the official positions of their elders in the future.
Su Qiu's move was simply jumping into the minefield for all of them.
"What else do I need to say?"
Lin Beihe looked indifferently at Su Qiu, who turned pale as a lost dog after his disguise was exposed.
"Do it!!!"
Su Qiu suddenly shouted.
time.
Three thousand Confucian students all around drew their thin swords from their sleeves.
"Shua~~~shua~~~shua~~~"
Intense sword sounds resounded.
"Lin Beihe, today I will remove you, a traitorous minister of the ages, on behalf of Your Majesty. There are three thousand soldiers present. No matter how hard you take your wings, you won't be able to escape."
Su Qiu shouted sharply, whipped out the sword from his waist, and rushed towards Lin Beihe.
"Confucian scholar Su actually knows how to use a sword!!!"
The scene changed in an instant, leaving everyone present unable to react.
Just because everyone in the world knows that Su Qiu is a weak scholar with no strength to tie a chicken, and it is precisely for this reason.
Emperor Wu deliberately gave the other party the privilege of entering the court without having to search him.
But now, holding a long sword in his hand, he rushed towards Lin Beihe like a murderous god.
That momentum and the fierce light bursting out of his eyes made everyone feel cold all other party actually hides it so deeply.
"Shua~~~shua~~~shua~~~shua..."
As Su Qiu took action, the remaining 3000 soldiers rushed towards Lin Beihe and surrounded him.
"Protect the Prime Minister!!!"
The guards beside Lin Beihe immediately waved their swords to attack.
It's a pity that compared to the number of soldiers, they were weak and were quickly overwhelmed by the soldiers.
Su Qiu's goal is clear.
Pointing directly at Lin Beihe, who was protected by the guards behind him.
At this moment, Lin Beihe seemed to be frightened and stayed where he was, motionless.
Lin Beihe, let’s see if you die this time.
Seeing this scene, Su Qiu couldn't help but curl up a cruel smile.
"Su Qiu, you seem to have forgotten that he was originally from the military."
Lin Beihe's faint voice appeared in his ears.
Looking ahead, his figure has disappeared.
Where! ! ! Su Qiu was suddenly shocked.
But at this moment, Lin Beihe's figure appeared behind Su Qiu like a ghost. He was very fast and punched out.
"Bang~~~"
Su Qiu was caught off guard and had no time to dodge.
After receiving this punch, his whole body was knocked away.
After Lin Beihe punched Su Qiu away, another soldier took the opportunity to attack from behind.
However, as soon as he got close to Lin Beihe's side, he felt a sharp pain in his neck.
The long sword in his hand was broken by Lin Beihe's two fingers and bounced back. At the same time, there was already a bloody hole in his throat.
Then his eyes widened, blood spurted from his mouth, his head tilted, and he died on the spot.
"Lin Xiang... is actually so powerful."
The ministers watching the battle from a distance couldn't help but exclaimed when they saw this scene, appearing very shocked.
"Needless to say, Lin Xiang fought with the late emperor in the mountains of corpses and blood. He was the founding minister, and his skills are natural."
"I never expected that this old thief Su Qiu would hide so deeply."
Everyone was talking a lot, and they all felt their scalps were numb.
And then.
What shocked them even more was the battle between Lin Beihe and the remaining three thousand soldiers.
Is this really human?
One against a thousand?
I saw Lin Beihe rushing into the soldiers like a wolf rushing into a herd of sheep, fists and palms intertwined, his body erratic, and lightning fast, making it difficult to guard against.
In just a moment, all three thousand soldiers were dead on the spot, and no one survived.
In the end, only Su Qiu was left.
"Bah, Lin Beihe, even if I die and come back as a ghost, I won't let you go."
Su Qiu spat out the blood mixed with the minced meat from his teeth.
"The Confucian scholar Su Qiu gathered three thousand rebels to attack the palace. He planned to rebel and usurp the throne. According to the law, he must kill the nine tribes!!!"
Lin Beihe said calmly.
Su Qiu laughed wildly when he heard this.
"Nine tribes, why not kill my ten tribes again?"
"Okay, then I will kill your ten clans."
Lin Beihe responded indifferently and waved his hand. Immediately, the imperial guards took orders to take action.
And Su Qiu never expected that Lin Beihe would really do things so brilliantly, and his face turned extremely pale.
"Lin Beihe, if you dare to kill my ten clansmen, everyone in the world will reviled you.
If you kill me today, you will be infamy tomorrow. "
Lin Beihe only smiled solemnly at this: "What if the true form is to live for ten thousand years?"
(End of this chapter)