C36 (1/2)

Wen Jiu who was almost a snowman slowly raised his head, looked at the youth, and with difficulty opened his mouth, ”Brother.”

Xie Heng felt a little strange in his heart. He reached out and pulled Wen Jiu up from the pile of snow.

He took a quick glance outside the Dijing City, and was extremely stunned when he heard that Wen Jiu had arrived.

In the blink of an eye, he had actually seen her before Conference Hall.

This place always ate people without spitting out their bones. Xie Heng could not imagine what kind of heart a fifteen-year-old girl had possessed to be able to do this.

He only knew that there wouldn't be another person like this in this world.

Both of Wen Jiu's legs went numb from kneeling, and he almost fell head first into the snow. Luckily, Xie Heng was able to support him quickly, so he barely managed to stand steadily.

Xie Heng took off his outer garment and covered her with it, his voice somewhat hoarse. ”Usually you look pretty smart, why are you so stupid like this?”

Even those old foxes who had been in the government for many years had to be careful as they forced their way in, completely disregarding their own lives.

”It's fine if the method is stupid, as long as it's useful.”

Wen Jiu tugged on the youth's wrist, ”Grandmother, Third Brother and the others are still at Changping County, waiting for Eldest Brother to return …”

As they spoke, Xie Heng suddenly held Wen Jiu's hand. Her eyes sparkled with water, reflecting his current appearance.

The warmth of the youth's palm spread onto the icy-cold Wen Jiu's body. She paused for a moment, and then held Xie Heng's hand again, the corners of her lips raised into an inconspicuous arc. ”There are millions upon millions of people in the Great Yan, and one can always differentiate right from wrong. Even without them, I am here. Elder brother, you are not alone. ”

Xie Heng looked at her for a long time before replying, ”Okay.”

An attendant standing at the highest level shouted: ”Xie Heng! To meet my Emperor, why not kneel? ”

The eunuchs' unique sharp voice resonated in waves in front of the hall. Xie Heng acted as if he did not hear it, but Cao Gao Lang, who was not far away, kneeled down.

At the same time, the hall was completely silent.

Xie Heng was not as noisy as before he came, now that he was here, all of them were holding onto him, no one making a sound.

”No more kneeling!”

Xie Heng's eyes were filled with pain, mixed with self-blame. He pulled Wen Jiu under the eave of the house, and behind him, there was snow flying everywhere. The youth's voice was low, ”Those people don't think that you will change your mind if you kneel down right now?”

Wen Jiu nodded.

This eighteen year old youngster's understanding of the Great Yan Dynasty Hall far surpassed that of ordinary people. Wen Jiu was already unable to see any trace of the unrestrained nature of the Xie Family Elder, so gradually, it overlapped with the Dingbei King in her memories.

”How dare you, Xie Heng!”

The high-ranking servant roared, ”To meet our emperor, why aren't you kneeling?!”

Before he could even finish ”kneel”, the attendant was sent flying with a kick by Xie Heng, who was quickly walking up the stairs. He heavily smashed into the door and fiercely spat out a mouthful of blood.

A type of Royal Guard like facing a great enemy, yet Xie Heng's expression was normal. He walked into the Conference Hall with large strides, his clothes fluttering, the officials on both sides all turned to look at him, and upon seeing how ruthless the youth was, they were all overwhelmed with shock.

The person on the dragon throne didn't say a word. Everyone couldn't figure out what the emperor meant. At that moment, everything was quiet like a cicada in winter.

Only Minister of Rites, Zhang He, stood up with a stern face and shouted, ”Children of the Xie Clan! Upon seeing you, my Emperor, you shall kneel and kowtow nine times! ”

Xie Heng sneered, ”Three kowtows and nine kowtows will bring one hundred thirty thousand people back from the dead, or will they extinguish their Great Jin?”

Zhang He was speechless and his face instantly turned red.

In the blink of an eye, Xie Heng had passed all the ministers and arrived in front of the jade stage.

A group of Royal Guard s pulled out their swords and faced each other, the silver sword images interweaving into a net inside the Conference Hall, ”Xie Heng! If you dare to take another step forward, I will kill you without mercy! ”

The youth slowly raised his eyes, the corner of his mouth curving into a mocking arc. ”The Emperor summoned me into the Dijing to kill me? Or is it using me to apologize to Great Jin? Continue to cut down the city and move it out of the way, in exchange for a year or two of peace on the surface? ”