Ming Dynasty Jinyiwei: Commander, what do you want to tell me?

But soon he settled on his mind, this is himself.

He took out the purple dragon suit he had prepared and put it on his body.

At this moment, he was not in a hurry to go out, but adjusted his manners.

This is the key to imitating Zhu Youxiao.

The Son of Heaven acts differently from the warriors of the rivers and lakes, and his every move is a dragon-shaped tiger.

It wasn't until an hour later that the Phantom Langjun imitated seven or eight percent with his memory.

Immediately afterwards, he put on a eunuch suit over the purple dragon suit and cautiously left the dormitory.

Walking to the side of the study, the Phantom Langjun called softly: "Your Majesty? Your Majesty—"

There was no sound in the study.

Zhu Youxiao must be dead!

Phantom Langjun was overjoyed in his heart, he immediately stopped pretending to be a showdown, took off the eunuch uniform, and went to the main gate of the Qianqing Palace to learn the prestige of Zhu Youxiao.

"Ahem, I..." along the way, he imitated the tone of the Son of Heaven and said to himself.

Fantasized about calling for wind and rain tomorrow morning, and then ordered to exterminate the Sun and Moon God Cult.

No one will know his identity at that time, so rest easy!

Thinking of this, Phantom Langjun couldn't help but laugh.

He stood in front of the gate of the Qianqing Palace, calmed down, and slowly pushed the door open.

Inside the gate, the Manchu civil and military forces waiting for the puppet show have already sat down.

Seeing clearly that the person who came was a saint, they all stood up and bowed down together.

"Sincerely, St. Ann!"

Looking at this scene, the phantom Langjun was stunned for a moment.

But soon he understood that these people were bowing down to him, and that he was already the lord of the world.

Then he learned from Zhu Youxiao and said: "Zhen'an, all Aiqing is flat, take a seat!" The

civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty stood up one after another, and were about to sit down.

Suddenly, a person wearing a red brocade guard commanding envoy uniform said loudly: "All the brocade guards listen to orders!" "

Humble duty!"

Immediately afterwards, dozens of brocade-clothed guards entered the Qianqing Palace with swords and separated on both sides.

The Manchu Dynasty was stunned, which one is this singing?

"What the hell is going on? Why did Jin Yiwei bring a knife into the temple?

"Is this the puppet show that His Majesty wants to show us?"

"It's not going to be a rebellion, is it?"

The ministers speculated, but because they didn't know what was going on, none of them dared to move.

Zhu Qianyuan pointed to Zhu Youxiao, who entered the door, and his murderous aura leaked.

"Take this man down for me, and put him to death immediately!"

"Yes!"

Jinyi Wei received the order, and immediately drew his knife out, and surrounded the phantom Langjun in the blink of an eye.

Phantom Langjun panicked.

He was fake, and when he saw Zhu Qianyuan so resolute, he knew that he was exposed.

But I obviously don't have any flaws!

"Presumptuous, what do you want to do?" Phantom Langjun pretended to be calm.

The ministers in the Qianqing Palace couldn't sit still.

What a rebellion!

"Zhu Qianyuan, you dare to make a mistake in the Qianqing Palace!"

"Help! Protect the Emperor! "

A little Jinyi Guard Commander, what do you want to do? Are you going to do the opposite? The

cabinet, the six ministries, the three dukes, and the generals shouted in unison.

Zhu Qianyuan's face was full of ancient wells, and he looked at the Manchu Dynasty Wenwu with disdain: "Open your dog eyes and see, is this the Son of Heaven?"

Phantom Langjun subconsciously touched his face, and after making sure that there was no problem, he shouted: "Who am I not the Son of Heaven?" The

ministers also set their eyes on it.

Looking left and right, they didn't find any flaws, and they all fell into doubt.

There are even people who have surrounded the Jinyi Guard, who is about to start, ready to rescue the driver.

"Forget it, you can't find a flaw."

As he spoke, Zhu Qianyuan slowly walked in front of Phantom Langjun and ripped off the human skin mask on his face.

Suddenly, a mediocre face was revealed.

The face was featureless, the same normal face shape that can be seen everywhere on the street.

However, it is precisely because of this ordinariness that this face has excellent plasticity.

It can be kneaded by the owner of the face, and the mask can be worn to shape anyone's appearance.

The phantom Langjun was exposed and immediately prepared to escape.

But the moment Zhu Qianyuan touched the face of the phantom Lang Jun, he drained his internal strength.

At this moment, his meridians were exhausted, and he couldn't move at all, let alone escape.

"It's... This is by no means Your Majesty! "

Someone pretending to be Your Majesty... How is that possible..."

"Where is the real majesty?"

The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were in chaos.

None of them thought that the Son of Heaven in front of them was pretended to be someone else!

At that moment, there was a yawn outside.

Zhu Youxiao came over sleepily: "Everyone has already arrived?" Is the puppet show about to start? Zhu

Youxiao, who slept in the study, didn't know what was going on at all.

"What are you doing here? What happened?

Noticing that the atmosphere was not right, Zhu Youxiao's gaze turned to the phantom Langjun who was controlled by Jinyiwei: "Who is this person?"

Wei Zhongxian immediately walked out of the crowd and informed Zhu Youxiao of the cause and effect.

"Presumptuous!"

"This group of Jianghu Xiaoxiao is so bold!"

After listening to the report, Zhu Youxiao's face turned pale.

He looked at the person who was pretending to be him, and suddenly felt a little afraid.

What if Jin Yiwei doesn't find out...

What if this man replaces himself...

Not daring to think about it, he snatched the saber from the hand of a brocade guard with all his strength and stabbed it into the heart of the Phantom Langjun.

If one knife is not enough, another knife will be made.

Until the flesh and blood were blurred, until the fear in Zhu Youxiao's heart gradually dissipated.

"Someone... Someone..."

Zhu Youxiao was stunned, and shouted frantically: "Drag it out and feed the dogs, feed the dogs!" The

forbidden army got the order and dragged the corpse like rotten meat out of the Qianqing Palace.

"Tonight... Tonight's puppet show is canceled. "

I... I want to be quiet..."

Zhu Youxiao's body trembled, and he walked to the dragon chair step by step, holding the handle on it tightly, for fear of losing something.

The Manchu civil and military looked at each other, and they could feel the fear in the heart of the Son of Heaven.

That's a lack of confidence in power.

If it weren't for Jinyiwei's advance move, then this fake emperor would inevitably ban the Son of Heaven.

In this way, it was not until late at night that Zhu Youxiao returned to the dormitory under the escort of hundreds of forbidden soldiers.

After Zhu Youxiao left, Wei Zhongxian stood at the top of the Qianqing Palace.

In front of the Manchu Dynasty, the decree was announced.

"Today, the town emperor is set up, and the prime minister's cabinet, the celebrant supervisor, and the six ministries should be in charge."

"Order the Jinyi Guard to command Zhu Qianyuan to take charge of the Zhendi Division, and admire this."

After such a scene, no one cared about the news of the establishment of the Zhendi Division.

The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty dispersed in a hurry after listening to the order, and no one was alerted until the second half of the night.

The most important thing tonight is not to have an assassin disguise the Son of Heaven.

It's the Zhendi Division!

The Cabinet of the Commander-in-Chief of the Zhendi Division, the Six Ministries, and the Celebrant of Ceremonies.

And this was supposed to be the foundation of imperial power.

Emperor Zhen wants to act on behalf of the Son of Heaven!