Chapter 329

Song Ci was startled by the sudden sound. I heard the words in the other party's mouth, and his face immediately sank.

"Although you are confined here now, you are not a servant who can do whatever you want!" Song Ci gritted his teeth and yelled, pointing to the other party's nose. He looked arrogant and domineering.

If normal, he sacrificed his own identity card, even if the heart has disdain, it will certainly be a lot of convergence.

But at this moment that person's mood is intense, this words like hot oil general, let that flame burn more intense.

"The accusation of complicity with the enemy and treason has been spread all over the world for a long time. Where can I face to mention my identity?" the man said, looking down at each other with his hands around his chest.

Song Ci wheezes unceasingly, pale for a long time on the face soon appeared a red halo.

"You, you...!" His fingers are constantly pointing at his chest, his lips open and close, but he can't find a standard adjective to describe the behavior of the person in front of him.

Don't look at Song Ci's expression at this time, that person seems to have found the opportunity to vent at last, and keep talking in his mouth.

"I won't be so surprised if all the important people in the court choose to cooperate with the enemy and betray the country, but why don't you think about your identity?"

"You are the third prince who is most likely to ascend the throne? The people respect you, but what have you done? Treason, you know? Every word is covered with seafood and the blood of soldiers. They are made up of bones one by one

With the continuous accumulation of sound, the expression of Song Ci became more and more ferocious and ugly.

"Enough!" He cried out abruptly in a sharp voice. Up to the sky.

The man shut his mouth, looking at Song Ci's expression is still.

"I don't know why there are such rumors, but I've never done them." He vowed, even raised his hand to swear, just for the other party to believe what he said, "my father loves the people like a son, how can I do such a thing as his son?"

After hearing this, the man didn't say whether he believed it or not. After a cold look at Song Ci, he resumed his usual silence.

He snorted heavily and then turned away without hesitation.

Looking at his turned back, Song Ci felt flustered.

At this critical time, Song Ci's mind was blank and dizzy, and he didn't know what he should do.

He chased forward unconsciously, even trying to leave the person behind to let the other party believe his words. However, what he touched with his fingers was only the rough grain of wood.

He pounded the door hard, only to hear the door bang bang bang, but the footsteps were still firm away.

After struggling for a long time, Song Ci gradually became dispirited, and finally fell to the ground, unable to lift half of his strength.

As long as the thought of what the man said just now and the rumors outside, Song Ci felt chilly in his heart, and his whole body's heat was gone.

All of a sudden, his lax eyes suddenly gathered together, but caught the straw like, a burst of golden light.

His fingers were heavily clasped on the door, and his nails were firmly embedded in the grain of the wood.

In this quiet atmosphere, Song Ci can even clearly hear the crisp sound of nail breaking.

The smell of blood became more and more intense, but Song Ci seemed to feel nothing and stubbornly left blood fingerprints on the door.

"Ling Tianwang! It must be Ling Tianwang! It must be him Song Ci's lips are constantly wriggling, making a sound like Lament like wail.

At this moment, Song Ci's heart fell to the bottom of the valley, his eyes have been a dark, can not see a bit of light.

No matter how the parties respond to the news, time is still running by, and the orders that have been issued can not be withdrawn again.

Although general Li thinks that his military ability is not weaker than Ling Tianwang, in order to avoid trouble, he still carefully bypasses Ling Tianwang's position.

From time to time, the emperor's angry voice came from the resplendent palace. The guards outside shrunk their necks unconsciously. Their faces were ugly, but they were more confused.

The emperor fiercely stood up and smashed the memorial in his hand at the civil and military officials.

He tried his best. The paper, which was not light, was quickly torn by the air during the flight, and then fell to the ground powerlessly.

"Don't you have a lot to say on weekdays? Why are they all silent now? " He opened his mouth and asked, his eyes finally faded, but it was too late.

No matter the size of the official position, age geometry, they have made a common choice.

After the emperor watched his voice fall, the man who was standing was kneeling down, leaving only the color of the flower plume on the top.Looking at the scene in front of him, the emperor was at a loss for a moment. He didn't understand why the minister he usually used was like this.

"No way?" The emperor asked again.

There is no accident, those people give is still a silence.

Little by little, his breathing became rapid, and the beads kept shaking and making a jingling sound.

"In that case, it's useless for me to keep the beetles of your country!" He said word by word, "come on! Drag them all down! Go to jail

I didn't expect that the emperor had such courage. Those people were shocked and some of them couldn't believe their eyes widened.

Some people look up at the emperor, trying to capture the shaking and joking in his eyes, but in the end they see the darkness.

Under such circumstances, they finally have a real understanding of what they are waiting for.

"The emperor!" The Minister of the Ministry of war took a few steps on his knees and yelled, "the ministers also have no way..."

The emperor sneered, but he didn't want to hear his explanation.

"So what," he asked in a cold voice, "I want ministers who can give me advice, not you high-ranking officials who don't have half the ability!"

"You can't, of course there are other people who can!" The emperor said in a loud voice.

His comment can be described as a total denial of all the merits and demerits of those ministers. Even in the annals of history, those ministers have only one sentence of criticism. How can they accept it.