The distance from Fenglai Mountain to the palace was only a matter of moments for the two strongest of the God Realm, and if they hadn’t had to carry two dragons and several bodies with them, they could have gone even faster.
When they arrived at the divine capital, they settled the remains of Feng Tianming and the imperial sons before taking Feng Qiwu and the young princess to the palace to ask Feng Jiu for an explanation.
When they flew to the palace, they were not intercepted by the Nine Dragons Ding Heaven Formation, and when they found Feng Jiu with their divine sense, what they perceived made Feng Mingxiao and Zhuge Longxu wonder.
“This is not the time for a court meeting, why are the civil and military officials in the Taihe Hall?”
“Feng Jiu is also in the hall, it seems to be his handiwork, we’ll go over and take a look and find out.” Feng Mingxiao supported the young princess and flew off first.
At this moment, in the Hall of Harmony, the civil and military officials were standing on both sides, all looking at the figure in front of the dragon chair, with his back to them, silent.
A few officials looked at the figure with gritted teeth in their eyes, but the vast majority were full of enthusiasm, and some even looked incomparably frenzied.
When Feng Mingxiao and Zhuge Longxu arrived at the Taihe Hall, they saw such a scene, which gave them a bad feeling in their hearts.
“Your Highness the Eldest Princess, Dean Zhuge, the Eighth Imperial Brother, and the Imperial Sister, you are here.”
Feng Jiu slowly turned around and gazed at the four people with complicated faces in the hall.
At this moment, Feng Jiu was rarely seen wearing a fancy dress, a golden python robe, and a five-pearl golden crown on her head, making her look extraordinarily noble and calm.
In normal times, Feng Jiu has always dressed in plain clothes, most of the time even in Confucian clothes.
From the looks of it, at least Feng Jiu no longer intends to show himself as a scholar of the academy. Zhuge Longxu and Feng Mingxiao could both see that a blazing fire energy was running through Feng Jiu’s body, and the proud atmosphere of a phoenix was faintly present on his body.
Obviously, the current Feng Jiu was not a student of the Mountain River Academy, but the Ninth Prince of Northern Zhou.
“Is this your true face? Your Highness the Ninth Prince?” Zhuge Long Su asked indifferently.
“Feng Jiu has never disguised himself, so there is no such thing as a true face plus a face, but Dean is being too serious.” Feng Jiu smiled lightly in response.
“Feng Jiu,” Feng Mingxiao spoke up, “as your aunt, this palace will only ask you one question.”
An invisible majesty quietly spread across the Hall of Peace, and Feng Mingxiao’s phoenix eyes were fixed on Feng Jiu as she asked word for word, “The masked man in dark gold armour on Fenglai Mountain, did you send him there?”
As the words were spoken, the air in Taihe Hall seemed to suddenly thin out, making it difficult for people to breathe.
A golden aura lingered on Feng Jiu’s body, isolating Feng Mingxiao’s aura from outside, and he replied with a straight face, “Then aunt, my nephew’s answer is, no. I only sensed that there was a treacherous person attempting to kill me. I only sensed that there was a treacherous person attempting to have my father detonate the Nine Dragons Ding Heaven Formation and destroy the divine capital, so I took the risk of going to seize control of the Nine Dragons Ding Heaven Formation and stop the treacherous person’s treacherous plan.
I don’t know anything about the so-called masked man in dark gold armour.”
The words seemed to make sense, but they were only one side of the story and did not convince Feng Mingxiao and Zhuge Longxu, or even Feng Qiuwu.
At least, Feng Jiu had not explained how she knew where the pivot of the Nine Dragons Ding Heaven Formation was located and how she had entered it.
One must know that even the most favoured Feng Qiwu only learned about the hidden secrets of the Nine Dragons Ding Heaven Grand Formation a few days ago, so how did Feng Jiu know about it?
“Since this is the case, then should you now hand over control of the Nine Dragons Ding Heaven Grand Formation!” Feng Mingxiao said as he still stared closely at Feng Jiu.
“Surrender the control, by definition yes ——”
Before Feng Jiu finished speaking, Right Guanglu Daifu Xu Mingcheng shouted, “Never, Your Highness!”
“Oh~ Does Doctor Xu have something to say?” Feng Jiu asked with a light smile.
“Yes, I have just what I want to say.”
Xu Mingcheng first wanted to greet Feng Mingxiao and Zhuge Longxu and said, “Your Highness the Eldest Princess, President Zhuge. Now that the late emperor has been returned by a traitor, and the Dragon Emperor has returned to the sky, this is a critical time for survival. If His Majesty the Ninth Prince were to hand over control of the Great Formation, who would he give it to? What if it is set aside for the time being and the traitors get it?
The late emperor was under the control of a traitor and might have leaked the secrets of the Great Formation.
Therefore, the control of the Great Formation must not be moved easily!”
Xu Mingcheng was biting off more than he could chew, saying that Feng Tianming was controlled by a traitor. Feng Mingxiao and the others also knew that the so-called traitor was purely Feng Jiu’s bullSh*t, but what could they do?
Tell the truth?
To say that Feng Tianming, the emperor of the Northern Zhou, was not controlled by a traitor, but that he was so blinded by lard that he wanted to sacrifice his sister and all his children, and also threatened the Mountain and River Academy with the kingdom and the country, so that he could be reborn and ascend to the throne?
If they said that, it would be strange if the officials of the court did not explode.
They, and their families, were also among Feng Tianming’s hostages earlier. If the truth was told, at least 90% of these courtiers would have thorns in their hearts, and some of them would even turn against him.
”Xu Mingcheng, I remember he is a die-hard loyalist of the Sixth Imperial Brother, why is he now speaking up for the Ninth Imperial Brother?” Unlike Feng Mingxiao Zhuge Longxu, Feng Qiwu, who was at the side, looked at this out-and-out bird and had doubts in his heart.
And next, he had even more doubts.
After Xu Mingcheng, the Right Honorable Minister, the ministers all rose up and spoke out in unison to create momentum for Feng Jiu, and the only words that came out were two, no.
The control of the Nine Dragons Ding Heaven Formation is in the hands of His Highness the Ninth Prince, and I will be angry with whoever wants him to hand it over.
This is the opinion of most of the officials.
The speeches of the very few people who were still loyal to Feng Tianming and Feng Qiwu were all drowned out in the words of the hundred officials.
“This ——”
Among the courtiers who spoke for Feng Jiu, there were some who had sworn their loyalty to him before, but now, they had also switched to Feng Jiu at some point.
Or rather, they were already Feng Jiu’s people.
In a silent manner, Feng Jiu’s power had already quietly spread over half of the court.
“Your Highness!” The one who spoke was Zhang Haisan, the Left Guanglu Daifu, once a die-hard loyalist of Feng Tianming.
Now, Zhang Hai Shan bowed and said, “Your Highness, the officials are asking for orders, and the people are asking for Your Highness to ascend to the throne and reorganize the mountains.”
Zhang Haishan ordered someone to present a thick roll of cloth.
On the white cloth one could see the messy ink scribbles inside, and Zhuge Longxu could also tell that they were all the names of people.
“Please, Your Highness, ascend the throne!” Zhang Haishan bowed and bowed down.
“Please, Your Highness, ascend the throne!” The hundred officials paid their respects.
