Fantasy Dimension Plunder

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"The culture of the Han people has a long history, and there are countless great talents among the people. They just suffer from no chance to serve the country. The second strategy of this seat is to recruit scholars, recruit great talents from the Han people, and assist the state affairs!"

If the ministers of Bei Minglei's first strategy could barely pass, then his second strategy completely pissed off all the ministers.

"Absolutely not!"

"How can the Han people be ministers!"

"Think twice, Your Majesty!"

Most of the ministers present were Huren, and Hanchen was extremely rare. They would never agree to Bei Minglei's proposal for their own personal interests.

No one understands the talent and learning of the Han people better than these ministers. The Hu people will win the world immediately, but they will not rule the world immediately. They often rely on the Han people, but it is inevitable that the Han people will become bigger. Suppressing the development of the Han people.

What Bei Minglei wanted was to restore the country of the Han people. Naturally, the Hu family should not be allowed to dominate. Therefore, most of the strategies proposed were poisonous strategies to improve the power status of the Han people.

"Beiminglei, don't forget that your Beiming family was also established by Hu people, and you also have Hu people's blood in your body!" Zuodu Yushi is going all out this time, for the power of Hu people, he Forget about life and death.

"Hmph!" Bei Minglei hummed softly, Zuodu Yushi almost knelt down as if he had been hit hard.

"Although I am a barbarian, my heart is concerned with the world, and the strategies I propose are impartial, and they are all for the great benefit of the Yan Kingdom!"

Bei Minglei's words were so righteous that people couldn't refute them, not to mention a faint pressure shrouded everyone's hearts. If anyone raised any objections, they would definitely suffer bad consequences.

Above the main hall, the quiet needle drop could be heard, and no one dared to take a breath. Bei Minglei was like a domineering emperor, who would not allow anyone to oppose him, and Qiu Yan pretending to be King Yan was useless.

Just when Bei Minglei was about to continue offering advice, there was a burst of shouting and killing outside the hall.

"Eliminate evildoers and defend His Majesty!"

"Qingjun policy, protect the country of Yan!"

As soon as Bei Minglei heard the sound, he knew that it was the imperial guards who had killed him.

"It's not good, it's not good!" A eunuch stumbled into the hall and said to Qiu Yan.

"Your Majesty, the imperial guards rebelled collectively when they heard that the leader was killed!"

Qiu Yan could still remain calm when she heard the eunuch's words, but all the ministers showed joy, and some people who were not well-known in the city even laughed out loud.

"Hahaha, Bei Minglei, you traitor, the counter-insurgency army has arrived, and you will be captured before you put your hands up!"

Before the schadenfreude could finish speaking, a sword qi pierced his throat.

"Cracking noise!" Bei Minglei said disdainfully.

Once someone died, the officials didn't dare to laugh anymore, but their eyes were still so sinister.

With a wave of Bei Minglei's sleeve, people flew up, and quickly left the hall. Standing outside the hall and looking out, they saw densely packed imperial guards rushing towards the hall.

The three thousand imperial guards were originally a force to guard the imperial city, but now they want to capture the imperial palace.

Facing the [-] troops, Bei Minglei was calm and calm, with his hands behind his back, and his eyes were extremely calm.

"You are deeply favored by the emperor, how dare you make trouble!"

The three thousand imperial guards did not listen to Bei Minglei's words at all, and continued to move forward, and they were about to rush to the front of the main hall.

"Stubborn!"

Bei Minglei stretched out his right palm, a wisp of saber energy gathered, ready to make a strong move.

"Qi You Tian Di Kun Peng Qi Chang"

A huge Kunpeng composed of saber aura appeared in front of everyone, and the kunyu saber aura covering the sky and the sun enveloped the entire imperial guards, making the air oppressive.

"Give you one last chance, step down, and let me forget the past!"

The officers and soldiers of the Janissaries all stopped, you look at me, I look at you.

"Everyone, don't be afraid, he is alone, we have a lot of people!" The deputy general of the Imperial Guard didn't believe Bei Minglei's words, he raised his arms, and 3000 people started to move again, rushing towards the palace.

"court death!"

With a wave of Beiminglei's right palm, the Kunyu knife sank, and plunged into the three thousand imperial guards.

boom

As soon as the kunyu landed on the ground, it scattered in all directions, and the saber energy of cutting gold and jade raged in the imperial guards, and each saber air could cut a imperial guard into two sections.

Faced with the sword energy like mountains and seas, the three thousand imperial guards immediately made a mess. Countless shrill roars screamed wildly, and countless blood spurted wildly. Beheaded by Bei Minglei.

Bei Minglei looked coldly at the three thousand imperial guards, who died tragically under the sharp knife aura. He gave these people a chance, but unfortunately they were not sure.

In the mysterious world of magical weapons, powerful warriors are more terrifying than an army!Unless an army of one million is assembled, no one can resist Beiminglei.

Three thousand imperial guards only supported a cup of tea under the aura of Beiming Lei Dao. From the moment the last imperial guard died, blood flowed all over the ground outside the hall, and corpses lay across the field.

Those ministers who saw Bei Minglei beheading three thousand soldiers with one blow were already frightened and lost their minds. How could such literati know the power of the most powerful warriors.

When Bei Minglei turned his head, the ministers backed away in fright and returned to the main hall.

Qiu Yan pretended to be the king of Yan who sat on the throne all the time without saying a word.

When Bei Minglei walked into the hall completely clean and without a drop of blood, all the officials lowered their heads, not daring to look at Bei Minglei.

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After Beiminglei massacred the [-] imperial guards, he slowly walked into the Yizheng Hall. All the ministers of the Yan Kingdom on both sides lowered their heads, not daring to look at Beiminglei.

When Bei Minglei walked through the middle of the hall, everyone made way for him. These ministers were all bullying and fearful. Once Bei Minglei showed strength, they became shrinking turtles.

"Your Majesty, the imperial guards have mischievous intentions and have been dealt with by this seat. I hope that His Majesty will arrange for someone to clean it, so as not to stain His Majesty's eyes!"

Qiu Yan nodded in agreement with Bei Minglei's proposal, and signaled Eunuch Bai to arrange for the internal prison to clean the battlefield.

Bei Minglei glanced at the ministers, and said with an evil smile, "I don't know what opinion the ministers have on my proposal just now!"

All the ministers lowered their heads and did not say a word. The whole hall was extremely quiet and no one dared to speak.

"Since everyone has no objections, then act according to my proposal, amend Dayan's laws, abolish the privileges of Hu people, and open courses to obtain scholars. Han people can also be officials!"

Bei Minglei's proposal was quickly passed in the court, and the Hu officials dared not speak out, thinking that they would mobilize their forces after the court and seek revenge from Bei Minglei.

But Bei Minglei has long seen the psychology of these ministers, so he will naturally find a way to solve it.

"This seat has another proposal!"

Bei Minglei's words made all the ministers' hearts rise to their throats, and they all listened to his words attentively.