Chapter 771

I did nothing wrong. I just got rid of the powerful officials with wolf ambitions, set things right and really control the situation in my own hands.

Liu Xie, who was well prepared, looked at his highness and saw many people. They either quarreled with Gu Zheng because of different political opinions, or Gu Zheng led his soldiers to catch the separatist party.

These people, who should have been Gu Zheng's political enemies and blocked him, have been full of anger since they entered the hall. They stare at him with eyes like they want to eat meat and drink their blood.

Staring at him, the king of a country, his hands and feet are soft and his heart beats fast.

All this did not stop until a person led the team arrived.

This man is a man who makes him afraid of Gu Zheng, Cao Cao.

However, this time is different from usual. Gu Zheng, who often goes with him and talks about jokes and jokes, will never appear next to Cao Cao.

This time, Cao Cao was followed by a group of directly affiliated generals under Gu Zheng and Cao Cao who spontaneously wore white clothes.

This group of people clattered into the hall and occupied more than half of the Han Dynasty hall.

Let the person sitting high on it have the feeling of respiratory stagnation in an instant.

Look, this is Gu Yuansu's energy. Even death is so unusual.

Unfortunately, there was not much time for Liu Xie to think about countermeasures. Before he asked, standing in the center of the hall, Cao Cao, who had never been respectful to him, was the first to speak.

"Today's great court meeting is a temporary initiative. I'd like to thank you for giving this face to Cao."

"Everyone knows why we are here today. I Cao Cao have only such a righteous younger brother in my life. He has worked hard for Gu Zheng for many years."

"It was he who saved the flawed Dynasty, and it was he who gradually restored the stormy mountains and rivers to a prosperous era of national peace and security and strong troops."

"Even the emperor, who was sitting in that high position and enjoying all this at ease, was rescued by Gu Yuansu himself."

"It's a pity that he saved only one wrong person in his life."

"What do you say, your majesty?"

Surprised by this deeply fed speech, Liu Xie, who had not yet returned to God, replied in a daze: "ah? Yes?"

It was this sentence that made his highness Cao Cao laugh. He waved his imperial uniform and opened his arms behind him: "since your majesty has said so, I will let the most unwilling bitter lord go to the temple."

"After all, your majesty is not young. You should listen to Baixin's voice and see the wishes of your subjects."

Then, when Cao Cao's sleeve robe fell, he slowly stepped into the hall full of courtiers.

The Diao cicada dressed in white is unique. The dark memorial tablet in her hand is particularly dazzling against the white background.

After ten years of baptism, her face has not been damaged. On the contrary, it is more radiant under the moisture of a happy life.

The days that recede from the green and add charm and are filled with sweetness come to a cruel end because of one's actions.

The Diao cicada suddenly raised her head and burst out hatred and unwilling to break through the sky. This kind of look directly hit the soul of Liu Xie, so that the man's coat was soaked in a thin layer of sweat.

That's because the resentment in the woman's eyes is too deep and transparent. What comes out of her clear eyes... Is all his dirty heart and the meanness that is not enough for external humanity.

Seeing Liu Xie here, he had no courage to look directly at it. He shook his lips and said, "Prime Minister Cao, why does a woman appear at the serious court meeting? Is it against the rules?"

Unfortunately, his following words were interrupted by Diao Chan. The woman who has supported Gu Zheng up to now raised Gu Zheng's memorial tablet and read out the origin of the assassin fed back by Gu Zheng's personal guards yesterday and the letter in the first brocade bag returned by Cao mengde under the hall word by word.

These words are clear and clear, so that people can know their meaning as soon as they hear them. However, the more so, all the people standing in the hall have less respect for the so-called monarch who can't sit up.

Such a person, support a fart, only Gu Yuansu, who was bent on helping the Han Dynasty, pushed him desperately.

When Diao Chan finished reading Gu Zheng's words word by word, she shouted at the man above: "the way of heaven is unfair!"

"You don't deserve to be a king without virtue!"

"Bring disaster to the country and the people, and the world will fight together!"

After these words, Diao Chan's angry face suddenly bloomed.

With no desire for the world, with deep love for the passing Gu Zheng, with deep hatred for the people above, and with the beauty of love she has imagined countless times in her heart.

The smile was like a blooming flower, a fresh spring, and brilliant fireworks. With the falling of the smile, the woman in white hugged the memorial tablet of her favorite, and hit the ebony red column on the hall.

The blood flowed down with the winding of the column, and the soft body slipped unconscious along the column wall on the hall, making people who saw this scene only feel the beauty of tragedy.

When this unexpected moment happened, Zhao Zilong, who had been following Diao Chan behind him, took a step forward, waved his white cloak behind him, and wrapped his mistress in it. Behind him, the maid who had been following Diao Chan around, like a gust of wind, rushed to Diao Chan's body with unknown life and death.

"Madam! The sky is open!"

The roaring sound is tears when you hear it, but sadness when you see it.

Only Cao Cao, who still maintained a firm mind, gave the most sober instructions.

"Hurry up! Take Mrs. Gu out of the hall quickly. There is Hua Tuo, the miracle doctor Gu Yuansu once found for me."

"He is Gu Yuansu's own disciple. He has superb medical skills. Please send Mrs. Gu to another place quickly!"

Yeah, let's run!

Lest the lady who has not been killed be slaughtered by the angry emperor.

At this time, the role of Diao cicada has ended, and all the people and horses who turned back arched their hands at the man sitting on the hall with an expression of unknown meaning.

"Your Majesty, please abdicate and make way for the people all over the world."

"Your Majesty, please abdicate!"

It is not the usurpation of power by powerful officials, nor the disorder of power by crafty and crafty people.

But the spontaneous advice of all courtiers, whether Gu Cao's lineage or those who had disagreed with him, at this time, no one raised an objection and joined hands to force him, the most noble person in his position.

Sitting on the throne, Liu Xie has never regretted like this.

……

This year, a major event never happened in the history of the Han Dynasty.

Liu Xie was unable to be emperor, which aroused the common indignation of the world. The imperial court rejected the virtuous monarch that day and chose Liu Ping, a branch of the Liu family, as the new emperor.

Since then, Gu Zheng's road to the revival of the Han Dynasty has disappeared, and the military and political power has fallen to the Han prime minister.

The rest of the ups and downs have nothing to do with Gu Zheng, whether it's the emperor he raised alone or his adoptive brother in yellow robes.

The only gratifying thing is that the lens changed again finally fell on the person he cares about most.

The only wife in my life, Diao Chan.

At this time, she only saw that a red and white cloak coerced her out of the hall. The people ran fast, protected the last concern of Lord Gu Zheng in his life, and went straight to the Hua Tuo hospital outside the palace.

When the old man with gray beard trembled and pressed the only white wrist exposed outside his cloak, his hands stopped shaking and his breath stopped. Instead, he sighed and said, "madam, what are you playing with?"

When Hua Tuo finished this sentence, he saw that there were no strangers around and that Diao Chan, who didn't intend to hide any more, poked his head out of his cloak.