Chapter 655

The officials were filled with indignation and echoed one after another.

Chu Huainan scanned them.

In order to prevent these people from having Xiao Yi's confidant, he shook his sleeve and said with displeasure: "Regent Wang Yingming is a God, how can you discredit him at will? I'm willing to give him women or horses! "

"The emperor!"

With tears in his eyes, song Xiang kneels down toward the south of Chu Huai.

Other courtiers, weeping, followed him and knelt behind him.

Chu Huainan sat down on the armchair with a deep gesture: "all go back."

Song xianghuoran gets up.

He suddenly pulled out the sword hanging on the wall and resolutely put it on his neck: "treacherous officials are in charge of the country and the people. They deceive and deceive the people. If today's ministers can not serve the country with their lives and be loyal to your majesty, they are willing to give thanks to death! "

All the ministers kowtowed one after another and said in a loud voice, "I'd like to thank you with death!"

Chu Huainan's right eye is red.

He quickly stood up, nervously seized the sword in the hands of song Xiang and said eagerly, "you are forcing me! What can I do to fight him? Song Xiang, Xiao Yi abolished your daughter's posthumous position and sent someone to assassinate her all night. Rouer's death makes me very sad. However, I really can't compete with Xiao Yi! "

The ninth five-year-old man, with tears like rain, is extremely sad.

Hearing the tears, the ministers quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of their eyes.

Song Xiang's eyes were full of hatred: "emperor, as long as you can kill Xiao Yi, I'm willing to pay any price! It's hard to say. Although the old princess Jing thinks he is the heir of Prince Jing, who knows whether her words are true or false? If Xiao Yi was a fake, wouldn't we have fallen into the hands of thieves if we crossed the mountains and rivers in the south? "

Chu Huainan lowers his head in silence.

There is a thread incense burning in the eight treasure lotus incense burner.

The man walked in the study for several times, and finally stood in front of the censer. After reaching for the next curl of white smoke, his only right eye was determined to look at a foot high Golden Buddha statue opposite the censer.

He seemed to have finally made up his mind and said in a low voice: "it doesn't matter if I am humiliated, but I can't give up rouer's death in vain. I don't want to let my ancestor's hundred year old foundation fall into the hands of thieves. What's more, I don't want to betray the loyalty of love ministers."

He turned around, and his face was filled with fright: "I decided to fight with Xiao in order to love you! On the eighth day of April, emperors and ministers will go to Zhen'an Temple together. I also ask you Aiqing to bring more top secret guards to fight with me and kill treacherous officials

A group of courtiers, as if beaten chicken blood, have been excited to say yes.

Seeing them leave, Chu Huainan puts on his robe and sits on the armchair.

The spring sun came through the window of water chestnut and divided the light and shadow on the bridge of his nose.

He picked up the dark porcelain pan dragon tea cup.

Drooping eyes blowing tea mist.

In the shadow, the man slowly raised the corners of his lips.

All the 800 monks in Zhen'an temple were replaced by his confidants.

On the eighth day of April, he killed Xiao Yi in the south of Chu Huainan to seize power!

There are pictures in the man's mind.

The golden and luxurious dragon chair, the complicated and exquisite map of mountains and rivers, the little princess with white skin and snow white flowers

It's all his.

Chuhuai's southern lip angle curve is deeper, and he drinks a sip of tea calmly and elegantly.

……

The fragrance of tea is dense, and the hot fog is transpiration.

The circular window is facing the veranda, under which is hung a birdhouse of rosewood. A haidongqing converges its wings and stands on it, burying its head for a rest.

The young regent, dressed in a dark red robe with a round collar, sat leisurely under the round window and had tea.

After hearing the report from the dark guard of Tianshu, his slender white fingertips hit the blue porcelain cup of the sky and said with a smile: "send someone to the song mansion and tell the minister exactly how song Rou died. You have to think carefully

The dark guard immediately said yes.

Xiao Yi said again, "how about that side of Zhen'an temple?"

"Chu Huainan's confidants started too quickly. When our people arrived, all the 800 monks in Zhen'an temple were buried in the Tiankeng on the mountain behind the temple. Brother Shiku mobilized 800 secret guards from the surrounding cities and sneaked into Zhen'an Temple two days ago and killed Chu Huainan's confidant. Under the leadership of the ten bitter brothers, we are playing monks in the temple. "

Xiao Yi raised his hand.

The dark guard made a salute and left quietly at once.

Another dark guard came in light and stood in the shadow of peach blossom under the porch and said, "master, there are more rumors in the market that you are not the legitimate son of Prince Jing's house, but a spy of Da Yong'an in Nanyue. He also said that you are a high-ranking and powerful man who intends to lead South Vietnam to surrender to Dayong. "

Xiao Yi caressed the tea cover: "then?"

The dark guard was more and more careful: "I went to check the rumors spreading direction, but I found the princess Chang's house. Those rumors were spread by Nanjing, the eldest son-in-law. "

Xiao Yi picks eyebrows."Master, do you want to find out Nanjing and stop the rumor?"

"No. It's also true. How can it be regarded as a rumor? " Xiao Yi laid down his tea cup lazily and stroked the folds on his robe. "It's time for my king to remain anonymous for many years. It's also time to tell the world his true identity."

The dark guard ventured to see him.

He is a beautiful young man, but his whole body is filled with the noble spirit that can be cultivated by the Marquis family. His behavior and eyes show his dignity and hegemony, as if everything is under his control.

Dark Wei even more admiration and worship, respectfully said: "the master Son Jin Zunyu, more expensive than the royal family of Nanyue. What's more, more than 200 years ago, it was Nanyue who betrayed Dayong first. What the master and son did could not be called "stealing the country". Clearly, it was a blessing to put things out of order, to clear the clouds and see the sky, and to unify the whole world in all parts of the world. This is the blessing of all human beings! "

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows and looked at him more.

He smiles: "go to the cashier and get the reward."

The dark Wei was overjoyed and went to get the reward.

Xiao Yi was about to continue to eat tea when he heard a sudden crash in the bedroom behind him.

He was stunned. He suddenly remembered that nanjiaojiao had gone to the imperial garden to put Zhiyuan. Before leaving, he specially gave ah weak to his care. He hated the little boy and threw him into the house alone.

He trod into the bedroom.

Open the bead curtain, the ground is in a mess.

A weak probably climbed up to nanjiaojiao's dressing table along the embroidered pier, and beat all the bottles and jars to the ground.

Seeing the red lipstick, Xu thought it was very beautiful. His chubby white hands were pounding in the small round porcelain box, making his face covered with red lipstick.

In addition, no one cares about him for half a day. His pocket is covered with saliva and looks dirty.

However, the little boy's eyes were very bright. He pursed his buttocks and raised his hands to give a ghost symbol on the brass diamond glasses.

Xiao Yi looked at the broken lipstick and the bottles and jars, but he had only one thought in his mind -

he was finished.

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