After gathering the seven deadly sins brothers, summon the younger sister!

His Majesty is back.

I don’t know what others are thinking, but these Chi Zhao’s ministers just want to kill themselves and put an end to it all.

This kind of situation lasted not just for one or two days, but every day when His Majesty came back, he would walk them around like dogs.

So what if?

Whose family has to hold court all day long until sunset, and then have to work overtime and discuss matters all night long?

I haven't been home all night for several days, and my wife suspects that I'm cheating on her.

Nonsense, my heart is clear, and heaven and earth can bear witness to it. I have clearly suffered inhuman torture throughout my career in the palace.

The relationship between husband and wife became increasingly disharmonious, and the relationship between the monarch and his subjects became increasingly tense. The ministers in the hall were sweating profusely and kept wiping their sweat with the corners of their sleeves.

Their master did not sit quietly on the dragon throne, but stood in the middle of them, with his hands on his waist. His overly tall and unruly posture made him stand out from the crowd.

Beneath the crown with twelve tassels, the white jade beads still could not cover up the narrow, noble and deep eyes.

"I want to ask, what happened to Yu Zhixu before? Why did he suddenly leave the court?"

"Your Majesty, maybe he is just like you, wanting to go out and take a walk to understand the people's sentiments?"

Bullshit! Yu Zhixu is just a weak scholar who has no ability to protect himself.

Qingxuan lost half of his territory, and the secret territories of the Tantric sect were hit hard one after another. There was panic inside. In addition, Yu Zhixu had countless enemies, and he was as important to Qingxuan as his heart. Who dared to let him leave the court and ignore his safety?

The furious finger bones struck the sword at his waist intermittently, like the music of water drops falling from the eaves on a rainy day. Although it was beautiful to hear, the cold and oppressive feeling was lingering.

"If you can't even figure out the enemy's movements, what use do I have for you?!"

With a "swish" sound, the snow-white sword blade swung out of the sheath, and its sharpness seemed to cut even the air.

The ministers' legs went limp, and they swallowed hard, their lips trembling: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

Don't get angry, let's put away the sword first, put it away.

"From what I have seen, something must have happened to Yu Zhixu. He defeated Qingxuan easily in his previous battle. I'm afraid he was no longer in the court at that time."

"Perhaps he has already been killed. Qingxuan cannot live without him to calm people's hearts, so King Qingxuan has no choice but to think over and over again and decide to find an impostor to calm them down first."

"Look, when Qingxuan heard that Yu Zhixu was back, their morale was boosted."

These words made Emperor Chi Zhao fall into deep thought.

The never-imagined angle caused the sword hanging over their heads to slowly retract.

He walked back to the dragon throne, sat down with his legs crossed, tapped the armrests with his fingertips, and stopped talking for a moment.

The people below felt relieved and took several deep breaths.

Someone quietly expressed admiration for the person who made the suggestion: "That's amazing! You can even think of this."

The man wiped the sweat off his face, trembling with fear, as if he had not yet recovered from the aftereffects of the threat. He uttered two words: "Bullshit."

People always assume the greatest malice towards others.

Let’s just guess that Yu Zhixu has been killed, and the one who returned to the court is an imposter.

The best thing to do is to save your own head first.

The emperor's mind was difficult to guess, and the group of people were running around like ants on a hot pan, until they heard their own majesty laugh, then they completely relaxed and collapsed.

saved.

Awesome, another day alive.

Go back and reward yourself with a big meal.

"Hahahahaha, you can figure it out, right? As expected, I have to hold my sword against your necks and force you to do something before your rusty brains can start working."

Are you forcing me?

If you are unhappy, you will really be chopped.

He waved his hand, and the sleeves of his robe with intricate patterns fluttered into beautiful arcs: "Reward!"

At this moment, the sky has turned crimson, and the flowing clouds and sunset glow in the vast sky are very beautiful.

Bao Fu was in a good mood, and his handsome features revealed a sense of unbridled vigor.

"Sanchao——"

"Farewell to our emperor, long live the emperor!!!"

From early morning till now, it is already dark and I can finally go home.

Outside the palace, Ji Shushi leaned with his arms folded. When he saw the minister with tears in his eyes walking away, he went to Baowu's side and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, the people have been brought here."

"Well, call Nagamasa over as well, so we can have a drink together in the evening."

To put it bluntly, court affairs from morning to night are just walking the dog in anger, giving those who neglect their duties all day a beating, a little intimidation, and by the way, seeing if there are any unexpected gains.

Naturally, Ji Changzheng would not be invited to such a meaningless meeting. Instead of wasting time, it would be better to let him rest for a while.

Although Ji Changzheng was absent frequently, Emperor Chi Zhao now stood on the side of the Ji family, and others did not dare to say anything more.

He returned to his bedroom and changed into a dark red uniform, with a red broadsword hanging at his waist.

No matter where or when, for Bao Nu, as long as the sword is there and the man is there, he only believes in his sword and believes that only he can protect his life.

"Look at the white."

He called out casually, and a dark figure emerged from the darkness.

"Find a way to send someone to test Yu Zhixu's authenticity."

If something really happened, that would be perfect. He would be able to take down Qingxuan before the other party counterattacked.

"Pass it on. Checkpoints will be tightened at the city gates. From tomorrow on, the city will be closed off. No one will be allowed to enter or leave."

Ji Wangbai, who was waiting in the dark, seemed like a ghost without breath. His hood blocked the bright moonlight, and the shadow cast by the brim of his hat made his indifferent eyes look more like emotionless glass beads.

Chi Zhao has allowed a lot of dirty people to sneak in, and now he is so furious that he wants to close the door and beat the dog. He needs to clean these things up at once. Only when there are no internal worries can he send troops to fight with peace of mind.

The trees are swaying, their shadows are slanting across the shallow water, and upon closer inspection, the outline of the moon tonight is faintly reddish.

Hanging in the dark sky, it is like an eye, monitoring everything openly and without arousing anyone's suspicion.

The moonlight stretched his figure into a long and slender shape, and he stared at the shadow angrily, slowly frowning.

His palm was placed on the hilt of the sword, showing a vigilant posture, and he turned sideways to look back at the bright moon hanging high in the sky.

The emperor's keen sense of smell enabled him to detect the magma gradually boiling beneath the calm surface, and the enemy was right beside him.

Not far from him.

Sir, you said that God does not bless me, Chi Zhao, and now I know it is true.

Since God doesn't bless you, then I will bless you.

My sword is not blunt, and my bones are capable of supporting an entire empire.

Just wait and see, I will be the one to change Chi Zhao's national destiny.