Bondage

There was a lot of trouble outside the palace, and Emperor Wenhui in the palace was trying his best to whitewash the peace, but today no one followed his wishes.

Emperor Wen Hui sat on the dragon-carved and painted gold throne with a gloomy face, condescendingly looking down at the important officials kneeling on the ground.

Song Lan'an said: "I also hope that the Holy One will send troops to reinforce Suhe."

"Today's troubles are known all over the world. The fact that there is no one guarding Chiyang in Sun City will be known to King Ning within ten days. By then, even if the court sends troops, it will be too late."

Emperor Wen Hui said with a ferocious face: "I said it, this is nonsense, you idiots can't understand what I said?"

"Holy."

Song Lan'an got up and said loudly: "If there are rumors, I hope that the Holy Admiral, Concubine Jiang, will please let all the ministers meet."

"Song Lan'an!"

A soldier's invitation book was thrown at Song Lan'an's feet, and Emperor Wen Hui slapped the table angrily, his eyes were scarlet with anger.

Wu Xixiang's father, Wu Yushi, knelt down and said loudly: "Please send troops, Your Majesty."

"Please, Your Majesty, send troops."

All the ministers echoed, Emperor Wen Hui only felt burning in his stomach, the pain caused him to stagger and fall into the dragon chair.

It's just that no one cares about his dragon's health right now.

Wu Yushi rose from the ground: "The Holy Majesty wants to set an example for the world to leave a legacy in history, but it is really a fantasy to make such a despicable thing happen."

"Your Majesty, do you know that there are gods standing three feet above your head, and you are not afraid of others? You have lost countless Dongning soldiers today. When you are waiting for you in the future, how can you have the face to meet my Dongning ancestors?"

"Your Majesty sacrificed the land of Dongning, the crown prince and the bodies of all the generals, leaving this name to His Majesty. How can His Majesty afford it?"

"Holy Majesty, all the people in the world are as blind as you are, are you deluded by ghosts?"

"presumptuous."

Emperor Wen Hui suddenly lay down on the imperial case, raised his eyes and stared at Wu Yushi.

"Come here, drag Wu Shiliang out with fifty sticks. Today, officials above the fourth rank in the palace will take away their salary..."

"Think twice."

Zheng Yunshan opened his mouth tremblingly, saying no.

But Wu Shiliang said: "Mr. Zheng don't plead for the lower officials."

"For ministers, admonishing and admonishing and assisting Fang Fang are the basic way. Today, if you can't achieve the Holy One's heart and eyes, it is the old minister's incompetence."

"But the old minister knows what loyalty is."

"I don't want the sage to be stigmatized for thousands of years and become the same famous as Jie and Zhou. I only wish to die quickly to recommend the blue sky and knock on the door of the sage's heart."

After finishing speaking, Wu Shiliang ran to the front of Yunlong Pillar in two or three steps, and slammed his head into the big gold-plated pillar.

"you you……"

Emperor Wen Hui clutched his heart tightly, unable to utter a sound.

Song Lan'an glanced over Wu Shiliang's corpse, frowned slightly and couldn't bear to look any more. He threw up his sleeves and knelt down: "Please send troops, Your Majesty."

"Please, Your Majesty, send troops."

All the courtiers begged loudly, Emperor Wen Hui grabbed his chest and twitched violently, and fell straight from the imperial case to the ground.

"Holy..."

The accompanying eunuch stepped forward to help Emperor Wen Hui up, but all the courtiers knelt on the ground and couldn't get up.

The eunuch in the palace carried Emperor Wen Hui back to his bedroom, where he was diagnosed and treated by the imperial physician.When the sky was slightly bright, he woke up faintly.

"The group of traitors are still there..."

"My lord, Mr. Zheng and Mr. Song are kneeling outside the palace."

Emperor Wen Hui grabbed his heart and was so out of breath that he almost fainted again.

His heart and lungs were injured yesterday by that bitch Song Yuning. Although he used the secret medicine in the palace to protect his life, it was determined that his lifespan would be hindered.Since yesterday, he has felt unbearable burning pain in his internal organs, drinking and swallowing is like being tortured.Thinking of this, Emperor Wen Hui waved his hand and summoned the stooped old eunuch, and took out a red pill from the porcelain bottle.

After eating the red pill, Emperor Wen Hui's face became a little rosy.

After the relief, Emperor Wen Hui pressed his chest and said in a deep voice: "The decree will be passed down, saying that the dragon is not in good health. From now on, the court will be suspended for ten days, and the gate of the palace will be sealed, and no one can enter."

"Since they are willing to kneel, let them kneel."

After finishing speaking, Emperor Wen Hui followed the eunuch out of the emperor's bedroom.

After the imperial decree to end the pilgrimage, Song Lan'an and others were completely disappointed in Emperor Wen Hui, and some elderly courtiers burst into tears on the spot.

Zheng Yunshan even slumped on the ground clutching the imperial decree, with despair and remorse on his face that his family and country would be ruined.

The British prince sighed: "What should we do now?"

Song Lan'an got up and walked to Zheng Yunshan: "Please trouble Mr. Zheng."

After receiving the decree of the end of the pilgrimage, he handed it to Ming Huaxin: "The emperor ordered the closure of the palace gate, and I hope the British government will announce the decree."

"What Master Song said is very true."

Holding the imperial decree in his hands, Minghua's new eyes showed a three-point ferocity.Zheng Yunshan watched the two people's movements, opened and closed their lips, but finally did not say anything to stop them.

There was a lot of noise outside the palace last night, countless people knelt down and begged to see Emperor Wen Hui, and those students rushed straight to the gate of the palace. If Song Fu and other officials in the court did not stop and protect each other, they would have been beheaded by the generals who guarded the city. Under the knife.

Huai Su's body was still lying in front of the palace gate, and Jiang's mother couldn't bear it anymore and fainted on the ground.

Lin Jiayue was inconvenient, so Qing Wei protected her in the grocery store.

Last night, the mourners played all night until now, so that the streets and alleys of Shangjing were crowded with common people.

Originally, there was someone who thought not to break the taboo of the royal family and offended the Holy One and was afraid of losing his head, but now that the night has passed, everyone was moved by the civil and military officials who failed to enter the palace yesterday and knelt in front of the palace gate.

"In the early years, it was not the man with the handle who sent the crown prince to Nanqing, but now he sent the imperial concubine to the Nanqing people to torture. into the crotch?"

A man in rough cloth and carrying loads shouted in the crowd, and someone he knew hurriedly tugged at his sleeve: "You don't want to die? Go sell your goods, why are you here to join in the fun? ?”

"This little brother is right. Didn't you see what was written on the paper all over the floor? The old emperor sent his own woman out, and even Suncheng and Chiyang were handed over to others."

"Isn't this what the foolish king did?"

"Stop talking, watch your head."

The shopkeeper sneered earlier: "It doesn't mean that the old emperor has the guts to want someone's head."

The more the people spoke, the angrier they became. Seeing the officials kneeling in front of cursing the emperor and the imperial guards guarding the city, they were also indifferent, and one or two started cursing.

Listening to the words of the people in his ears, Shen Qianbai felt very depressed.

Not long after, the palace gate opened slightly, and Ming Huaxin walked out of the palace to declare the imperial decree of Emperor Wen Hui.

Just when all the officials thought that the darkest night had passed, and Emperor Wen Hui couldn't stand the pleadings of all civil and military officials, as soon as the words of the ten days came out, everyone knew that Emperor Wen Hui had made up his mind to get him easily. The scourge of Jiangshan to the end.

"I bother."

Originally, Jingshan students who were still suppressing their anger heard that one of them picked up bricks and stones from the ground and slammed them at the imperial guards guarding the palace gate.

This time, like the first cold arrow released in the confrontation between the two armies, the forbidden army just drew out his saber with a cry, and was rushed by a group of students and ordinary people.

"Report..."

The gate of the palace was tightly blocked, and the messengers who rode horses from outside roared in.It is feasible to reach the front of the palace gate, and the horse can't take half a step.

The messenger didn't know what happened, but his military situation was urgent, so he could only shout at Ming Huaxin who was wearing a British government uniform before the crowd: "Report, Suhe is in a hurry..."