Peng Yu looked at the argument in the Chaohui Hall coldly:

Wang Bozheng, He Zheng, Wen Hong and others, as well as Zichen Zhao officials took the initiative to stand up to protect themselves.

But there are many people who want to pull themselves into the water.

For example, the group of bastards in Zhuansun family.

Although they understood that they hoped to use their own strength to preserve Zhuanyang, this action itself still angered Peng Yu.

If I come forward to plead for Zhuanyang, it will fall into the eyes of others, wouldn’t it be a foolish god king who “reserves others as nepotism” who is arbitrarily protects his relatives and friends?

This happened on the first day he was promoted to the palace. Is King Zhao's reputation still necessary?

"Of course, my reputation is not worth a lot of money to the sluts like Zhuansun."

Peng Yu was unhappy and wanted to kill several Zhuansun's lackeys.

In addition, some officials fanned the flames and tested their attitudes.

I originally planned to come to Wenhua Palace as a mascot and listen to the things in the court. When I entered my left ear, I went out with my right ear. What do you want to push me to the center of the vortex?

But in the end, the Divine Emperor loved his son and did not let Peng Yu get involved. He just sent someone back to continue interrogating Zhuanyang.

Zhou Tong was considerate and quickly brought the topic to the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"In another two days, the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet and the sword fighting process have been arranged. Please check it out."

The God Emperor ordered someone to hand over a memorandum, and asked someone to pass on a copy to Peng Yu.

It's Mid-Autumn Festival again.

This festival makes the Divine Emperor psychologically shady.

In recent years, the Emperor of God rarely lived this life. Generally, the palace maids were asked to make some mooncakes and distribute them, and it would be fine to give them a little monthly money.

But this time, when it comes to fighting with the old man Divine Sword, many martial saints from all over the world came. In addition, King Zhao always had to hold a banquet to meet the gods in the clan.

The Emperor of God looked through the memorial and saw that the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet was moving until noon, his face calmed down.

"Fortunately, Zhou informed Xiaoxiao, it's not bad."

Wenhua Palace, Peng Yu read the copy.

On the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Emperor of God got up early in the morning to hold a court meeting. At the same time, King Zhao was going to Taimiao to worship his ancestors on this day and make up for the vacancies that year.

After the court meeting ends, the Divine Emperor invites all officials, marquises and divine kings to attend the banquet in the name of "King Zhao Returns to the Palace".

This big banquet replaced the original Mid-Autumn Festival night banquet. Various entertainment programs were held at noon. In order to ensure the atmosphere of the festival, Zhou Tong suggested that Kunwu Tiangong adjust the sunlight and change the "day" of Jinwu City to "night".

It was late at night when the banquet ended.

The Emperor of God ordered the Queen to lead the palace concubine to "Salute the Moon", and patiently prepared to fight the sword with the old man of God Sword.

In the end, the moon is in the middle of the sky, and the two fight swords.

When Peng Yu saw the memorial, he murmured: "The Mid-Autumn Festival banquet was held at noon? And this place... how did it be changed to Qianlin Pavilion?"

Next to him, Master Gu said, "Your Highness, when you were out back then, your Majesty had a great psychological shadow. As far as I know, Your Majesty rarely had a big banquet in the Mid-Autumn Festival in recent years. At most, he brought the Queen of Heaven and the Palace Concubine to make a fuss in the Heavenly Palace. The venue has also been changed, and the palace has been banned."

Peng Yu nodded slightly without saying much. Not only did he almost die at the Mid-Autumn Festival night banquet back then, but the subsequent impact is still there. No wonder the God Emperor still remembers it.

...

The court meeting hall finalized the process of the Mid-Autumn Festival. The God Emperor finished the court meeting and stood up and left.

After retreating to the court, Wang Bozheng and others rushed to Wenhua Palace immediately.

Seeing that Peng Yu was still as stable as a mountain, everyone felt relieved.

"Your Highness, what do you think about Zhuanyang? Why did this kid run underground?"

Zhuanyang was also trained by all the teachers. Although Wang Bozheng's attitude towards him was not as good as Peng Yu, he also regarded him as his own student.

"Who knew what that kid was doing? Yesterday, when he was having dinner with Zhuanyun, he saw him causing trouble. I hurriedly cured the aftermath, and Gu was worried about the access control and went back to the palace. I still don't know what the specific statement is."

Calculate the time, should Zhuanyun come over and give an explanation?

"You don't know either?"

Peng Yu was unaware of the situation, and Wang Bozheng and others were even more confused.

Even if they want to save people, they have no idea.

"It's okay, I look for an opportunity to meet him and ask clearly before talking."

Compared to Zhuanyang's situation, Peng Yu cared more about the officials who had just made their way.

"What are those people? Who are behind them? Master Wang talks to Gu, and Gu settles them one by one."

I challenged myself on the first day. Do I really think I am a statue of the god who is a little bit angry?

Wang Bozheng smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "Your Highness, don't be angry. This is the right thing to do. It is the officials who test your attitude and political propositions, and there is no malice."

"No malice? They are bullying His Highness's young age," He Zheng said angrily, "If it were an adult god king or prince, would they dare to test it like this?"

In Dakun, minors are always inferior.

If King Zhao does not hold the coming-of-age ceremony for a day, he will be restricted from various unexpected angles. In addition to being awe of all officials, he will always be able to look at him with various inquiry eyes.

He Zheng: "I always have to choose a few people to establish my authority. Let them know that the Zhao Prince's Mansion is not easy to mess with. Your Highness, the man who first took the lead was an official under Jin Zheng's sect, and was also the one who is currently the judge of Zhuanyang, named Han Xiangtai. He should have been instructed to talk about the topic. As for the latter surnamed Xiang, his name was Xiang Ming, and he had no position at all. But it is said that he recently married the third aunt of the Marquis of Lingyang's Mansion."

Marquis Lingyang?

Peng Yu smiled sarcastically: "They didn't think about chasing Zhuanyang, and they actually came to target Gu? It seems that Gu should help Zhuansun and ask them to take back the title of Marquis Lingyang."

"Your Highness?" Wang Bo's face changed and he looked at Peng Yu in disagreement.

Back then, the Nine Yang Divine Marquis under the Gaoyang Throne had a great momentum. The two late emperors spent a lot of effort to divide them one by one and weaken the Zhuansun clan's wings.

As the God King of Kunwu clan, he didn’t want to suppress Zhuansun clan, and he planned to give them some bargaining chips?

"Your Highness and Zhuanyang have a good relationship, and we all know it. But you must know that Zhuansun is Zhuansun, and Zhuanyang is Zhuanyang. Public and private matters must be clearly distinguished."

Peng Yu smiled: "What if the title of Marquis Lingyang was given to Zhuanyang?"

Everyone was stunned.

Wang Bozheng subconsciously wanted to refute it, but then he thought about it and figured out the benefits of this matter.

When Zhuanyang has a title, he will have to separate his family. In that case, there will be little involvement with Zhuansun. Judging from the interests of King Zhao, Zhuansun is an enemy and Lingyang Hou is also an enemy. At present, no one is available to King Zhao, so he will use Zhuansun to kill Lingyang Hou first. Turning back the title falls on Zhuanyang, at least it can keep Lingyang Hou neutral and lose one opponent.

But the premise is that Zhuanyang's position must be ensured.

Everyone was there, and Wang Bozheng didn't say much, but just looked at Peng Yu silently.

Peng Yu did not carefully explain his thoughts and pushed the Mid-Autumn Festival process to them.

"Master Wang, about the Mid-Autumn Sword Fighting, how much profit did the Divine Sword Palace take out to make the father nod?"

The old man of Divine Sword wanted to find the Divine Emperor to fight the sword because he hoped to use the Divine Emperor's Emperor's sword skills to sharpen himself and break through to the sixth realm.

But for the God Emperor himself, it was not beneficial. In addition, the old man of Divine Sword bullied his friend Mo Lin Sword Master, Kun Lie has never paid attention to the request of the old man of Divine Sword.

"I heard that the Divine Sword Palace donated half of the industries it has operated over the years to the Divine Emperor's private warehouse. The Divine Sword Palace Master asked his disciples to work in major legions, and even the three martial saints were sent to the southern region to eliminate demons."

The old man of Divine Sword bleed heavily and signed a series of unequal conditions, which made the Divine Emperor reluctantly let go. On the Mid-Autumn Festival night, he condescend to fight with him for a sword.

As for whether the old man of Divine Sword can successfully break through, the Divine Emperor doesn't care.

There is only one chance.

"Emperor the Sword Emperor?"

Peng Yu smiled meaningfully.

He lowered his head and thought for a while, and put away the coldness in his eyes.

If you want to prove the truth, first ask whether our Qiankun Sect agrees or not.

Because it was the first day to ascend the palace, the Divine Emperor did not explain the specific work, and only handed him the process of the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet to read.

Peng Yu finished the deal soon, greeted everyone, and secretly left the palace to find Zhuanyang.

...

Zhuanyang was held in the position of a military officer. Although he was arrested for committing a crime, Han Xiangtai did not dare to throw him into the heavenly prison. He just found a small courtyard to imprison him and did not allow others to visit him.

However, Peng Yu had the magic of Qiankun and Immortality in his body, and bypassed the forbidden laws set by the sorcerers and came to the yard calmly.

"This forbidden method is good. Generally, when the Martial Saint comes in secret, it will also alarm. It should be the unified arrangement of the Divine Dynasty, right?"

Putting away the Wuliang Pearl, Peng Yu passed by the door, and suddenly, his heart was filled with anger.

Zhuanyang sat leisurely and ate in the house.

There are six dishes and one soup on the table, and a pot of fruit wine.

Peng Yuxie could not suppress his fire, so he picked up a vase next to him and threw it on top of Zhuanyang's head.

Seeing the vase flying out of thin air, Zhuanyang grabbed the vase with a grabbing hand.

Staring at the air, he put down his chopsticks with his other hand: "Why are you here?"

"I originally thought that you were imprisoned and could not eat well or sleep well, but it seemed that I was worried too much."

Peng Yu appeared and put the food box in his hand on the side.

"Look at your meal. It turns out that Lord Kim Jong is so good at the suspect's food? I look at it and I'm a little envious."

"Where was given by Kim Jong?" Zhuanyang smiled bitterly, "Your cousin just left, she came in secretly to deliver it."

"She?" Peng Yu's eyes flashed, "I heard that you went underground together? After the incident, you didn't say a word and had no explanation. Are you planning to bear the crime by yourself?"

Zhuanyang nodded silently.

"What else? If you involve everyone, the God Emperor will be furious and deal with it one by one. It would be better to be tired by myself. Your Majesty will not kill me anyway."

"If you want to punish someone, death is the easiest thing. Many punishments are not allowed to survive, and that is trouble."

"However, Jinwu City has not suffered much damage. My family will settle some of the money losses."
To be continued...