After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

He kowtowed to Xia Hong and said, "The people who are kneeling to beg the gods today are all the emperor's subjects. If they freeze to death outside the palace gate, they will be talked about for eternity."

"The battle in the north has made the people of this world remember the merits of Marquis Wu'an in the past. If the emperor does not release him now, it will not only be the people of the capital who will kneel in front of this palace in the future, but millions of people in this world."

Xia Hong picked up the teacup in his hand and smashed it on Xun Xiang's head. Blood flowed down Xun Xiang's temples.

Xun Xiang, who always knew when to stop, did not stop this time.

His face flushed red: "If this continues, the people's hearts will be lost, the country will be in turmoil, and the society will be unstable."

"This kingdom must change hands!"

A very sarcastic laugh came from Xia Hong's nose. He stood up and walked slowly to Xun Xiang.

He lowered his head and looked down at Xun Xiang: "They kneeled in front of my palace gate again and again, threatening me with their own lives, forcing me, the master of the mountains and rivers, to compromise."

"I spared them once, and I spared them twice. Not only did they not appreciate my kindness, they also believed that they could rely on this to get what they want every time."

"I am the ruler of a country. All under heaven must obey my orders. They dare to threaten me with this. If I don't chop off the heads of all nine of their clans, it's already Wang Heng's request for them."

"They love to kneel and want to freeze themselves to death in this winter. Then they can all die before me."

Xun Xiang prostrated himself, crying blood on every word he said: "Throughout the ages, emperors have considered loving their people like their own children as the highest honor. Your Majesty, I beg you to think twice before you act."

"Whenever Prime Minister Xun comes to the palace, he always says that my kingdom is unstable. I think maybe your Xun clan is tired of being the Prime Minister and wants to take my throne?"

The heart-piercing words forced Xun Xiang to kowtow repeatedly and not dare to say another word.

He kicked Xun Xiang on the shoulder and knocked him to the ground.

Stepping on the bright red ground, Xia Hong raised his foot and stepped on Xun Xiang's chest.

All the servants inside and outside the Golden Palace prostrated themselves on the ground, tears welling up in their eyes due to their fear of Xia Hong.

"As king, they disobeyed the imperial order and were disloyal. They should be executed."

"Father, they are threatening me. This is unfilial and they should be beheaded."

"Xun Xiang, do you understand what I said?"

The last spark in his heart was extinguished by the ice water at this moment. Xun Xiang closed his eyes and shouted as loudly as he could.

"The imperial power is granted by heaven. Those who do not respect the will of heaven will be condemned by heaven and shall die."

Xia Hong deserves to die.

The throne should be occupied by a wise ruler.

"Hahahaha." He laughed wildly, "Xun Xiang only understood this truth today. He is really too dull."

"Xun Xiang, you should rest well when you return home today. If you get hurt while going out, it will be a loss for the people of Da Xia."

He turned around and stood with his back to Shen Jinmo and Xun Xiang.

"From now on, Wang Heng and King Ming will jointly preside over the affairs of state."

The palace maids and eunuchs who were crawling on the ground in the hall were sweating prostrate themselves on this cold winter day because of Xia Hong's behavior.

Even a figure like Xun Xiang lost his official hat because of this. For these powerless people, the only way to save their lives is to deify Shen Jinmo.

Xia Hong was a little tired after the fire, so Shen Jinmo and Xun Xiang left the palace together.

Under the towering palace walls, on the Jinyu Palace Road, one man was standing tall and powerful, while another man was staggering with a dishevelled look on his face.

It took Yu Mo two quarters of an hour to walk through the kneeling people covered in snow, and finally they reached where the carriage was parked.

Xun Xiang got into the carriage with the help of a servant and turned around to look at the people kneeling under the palace wall.

Nearly half of the people in this divine capital are already at the palace gate.

With red eyes, Xun Xiang asked, "The lives and deaths of the people in this world are not enough to make Lord Shen forget the humiliation he suffered when he first returned to the capital?"

Shen Jinmo raised his head and looked towards the vast sky: "I don't have the heart to protect the people of the world, nor do I have the power to protect the people of the world, that's all."

His eyes moved to Shen Jinmo: "Lord Shen, the path you are taking now is a big mistake. Why do you keep making the same mistake again and again?"

Shen Jinmo's sharp eyes showed calmness, the same calmness as Zhong Yuanyuan's.

"It's okay to take the wrong path. I just want to take the easy path. What's wrong with that?"

Xun Xiang chuckled, without saying another word of persuasion, turned around and got on the carriage.

The door closed and the servant asked, "Master, where are we going?"

Wiping the blood off his forehead with a handkerchief, Xun Xiang closed his eyes and said, "Go back to the Xiangfu and let A Zhan come back to see me."

After burning the bloodstained handkerchief, Xun Xiang gently warned: "Don't let Madam know what happened today."

Xun Xiang couldn't bear to see Madam Xun worrying about him.

Incense was burning and tea was brewing, and when the tea fragrance was in the air, Xun Zhan pushed the door open and walked in.

He smiled as usual, but there was a thin layer of sweat on his face.

Xun Zhan blew on the hot tea and took two sips: "Dad, do you miss me?"

"My Xun clan intends to use all of our strength to support King Ming to ascend the throne."

This is the decision of the head of the Xun clan, who went from mediating under the imperial power just to protect his family to now mobilizing the whole clan to rebel.

It goes against the ancestral teachings, but it does not let the people down.

The curve of Xun Zhan's mouth corners restrained a little, and excitement flashed in his eyes, but was slowly replaced by softness.

"Father, this mountain and river is too heavy. I don't want to let Xiaojiu carry it."

Slapping the tea table with his palm, Xun Xiang was furious: "If you don't want to, why do you scheme and stain your hands with blood?"

"Father, if they don't die, Xiaojiu will be the one to die."

"If the one above doesn't die, it won't just be King Ming who will die."

All the people in the world are buried for the sake of their lives. As long as one person from the Xun clan is alive, he will not let these miserable people survive.

Knowing Shen Jinmo's purpose of involving his father, Xun Zhan did not tell Xun Xiang about Xia Che's affairs.

"Father, can you allow your son to discuss this with Xiaojiu?"

After several deep breaths, Xun Xiang forced himself to calm down and think: "Zhan'er, you and King Ming are born with a background like this. If there is a wise king, you can enjoy the mountains and rivers as offerings."

"If there is no wise ruler, you should give your lives to the people of this land."

"Dad will give you ten days. No matter what you decide, Dad will start to overturn the country."

Xun Xiang means that there is no wise ruler in the mountains and rivers, and Xia Yu must sit on the throne.

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After dinner, Xia Hong thought about the outrageous words Xun Xiang had said during the day, and he felt very angry and uncomfortable.

Behind him were two eunuchs, one holding an umbrella to block the wind and snow, and the other holding a lantern to light the night road.

Four other imperial guards carried the imperial sedan chair and took Xia Hong across the entire imperial garden to the inner prison.

The imperial guards guarding the inner prison saw the emperor from afar and hurried forward to kneel down to greet him: "Your humble servant greets the emperor. Long live the emperor."

"I want to see Shen Jun."

The imperial guard hesitated for a moment after hearing this, and finally said, "Your Majesty, Lord Shen is afraid that someone will steal the key and let Marquis Wu'an go, so the key to the cell is only in the possession of Lord Shen."

"In the past, if we wanted to send food inside, we had to wait until Lord Shen came to court and borrow the key from him."