My subjects are too rebellious!

"I, the humble servant Yu Huatian, kowtow to Your Majesty!"

"Long live your majesty!"

Qin Chuan waved his hand somewhat distractedly.

"Okay, get up and stop doing this."

"I'm here to ask you for one thing. Get all the Jinyiwei out!"

"Collect evidence of crimes committed by all the civil and military officials in the court!"

"Anyone who forcibly abducts women or levies heavy taxes will be killed on the spot!"

"Just tell me the evidence afterwards."

"But! If your subordinates dare to use this as an excuse to eliminate dissidents, don't blame me."

When Yu Huatian heard this, a hint of madness flashed in his eyes.

He knew that this was the time for him to show his loyalty to His Majesty.

"I, your humble servant, will not let your majesty down!"

"Okay, let's go down."

"Help me do my job well!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty! Long live Your Majesty!"

Looking at Yu Huatian who left after receiving the order, Qin Chuan felt a little uncomfortable.

He didn't know whether this was right or wrong.

Throughout history, it seems that those who let eunuchs run wild never had a good ending.

But there is no way to care about all that now. All I can do is to let the tiger devour the wolf.

At least, this eunuch is loyal to me!

...

If the price of gaining power is betrayal of oneself.

Sacrifice all your past dignity, personality, will and ambition.

Erase with your own hands all the things you were proud of and cherished in your past life.

Complete your own murder.

Yan Song, will you still choose to enter this game of thrones?

Yan Song himself would also ask himself the same question.

But perhaps, instead of murdering himself, he was revealing his true nature.

He was also the diligent Minister of Rites in the Dawu Dynasty.

And when faced with the most important and most painful decision in life.

Should I completely lose my bottom line and become dependent on Lu Zhi?

Yan Song was also a well-educated man, well-versed in classics and extremely talented.

But after the death of the previous emperor, facing the olive branch thrown by Lu Zhi, he finally chose to surrender.

Although he knew about this act of forcibly creating an artificial emperor and the previous nominal honorification.

It's no longer the same thing.

This is a blasphemy against the patriarchal system and rituals.

This is a humiliation to Confucian orthodoxy.

This is to trample on the faces of all the scholar-officials and bureaucrats in the court.

Even Zhang Juzheng refused this matter back then, so he was exiled.

Yan Song used his hometown connections to get a backdoor ticket and rose from a small, empty position as the Minister of Personnel in the temporary capital.

He was quickly promoted to the most popular position of Minister of Rites in the capital.

The Ministry of Rites was basically a training class for training the left and right prime ministers of the dynasty.

Anyone who can be in this position and understand the mind of the big leader.

Becoming a left or right prime minister is a natural thing.

He knew that Lu Zhi put him in this position in order to cultivate him.

And the next step is how to get promoted and transferred.

It depends on whether you are smart enough.

Can you comprehend the mystery of the sacred heart of leadership?

She followed closely the steps of the supreme empress dowager.

And he did it, he followed the Queen Mother unswervingly.

He remembered what the little emperor looked like when he sat on the dragon throne.

The first time he sat on the throne, his smile was still so innocent.

He also remembered how the empress dowager ruled the country from behind the curtain.

Although the empress dowager was only 28 years old at that time, her skills and courage were so great that even he was frightened.

More than ten years have passed, and Yan Song has aged a lot.

But the Queen Mother was still so young. It seemed that she hadn't changed at all.

When Yan Song thought about the current appearance of the emperor, he felt a little dazed.

That overwhelming posture reminded him of the late emperor.

But he couldn't turn back now.

The price of obtaining supreme power is to become an enemy of everyone. If you become an enemy of everyone, you will never be able to give up power. The vicious cycle will continue until you die.

"Ugh..."

Yan Song looked at the ginkgo tree swaying in the wind in the courtyard and sighed softly.

"Master, General Gao is waiting in the study."

Yan Song seemed not to hear it, and the old butler behind him called out again.

"master."

Yan Song did not look back and continued to look at the ginkgo tree.

"Let him go back. No one of us can stop him from doing this."

Although the old butler wanted to say something, he finally held back.

He didn't want to speak for Gao Qiu, he just didn't want to see his master so depressed.

Just as the old butler turned to leave, he heard his master speaking quietly behind him.

"Your Majesty, you have finally grown up."

The old butler also sighed helplessly.

He knew that his master was feeling miserable, but if it happened again, he might still make the same choice.

...

In the study, Gao Qiu was like an ant on hot pot, pacing back and forth constantly.

When he saw the old butler come in, he hurried forward and asked.

"Butler Xu, is Minister Yan willing to see me?"

Xu Shiyou shook his head and sighed.

"The master said that this matter is not something we can stop."

After hearing this, Gao Qiu collapsed to the ground.

That was his only son.

"It's just a little friction with a slave girl. At most I can pay her some money."

"Your Majesty, are you so ruthless?"

When Xu Shiyou heard this, he quickly shouted, "General Gao, be careful with your words!"

Gao Qiu didn't care about all that and continued chattering.

Seeing this, Xu Shiyou had no choice but to order his servants to ask him to leave.

After being asked to leave the Left Prime Minister's residence, Gao Qiu turned around and looked at the two big characters "Yan Mansion" on the plaque, and actually cursed like a madman.

"Old Yan Song! Since you didn't help me, don't blame me!"

"My son! My son!"

When Gao Qiu thought of his only son, who was now imprisoned in the dungeon of the Western Factory, his heart bleeds.

That was the only child in the Gao family, and he didn't think his son had done anything wrong.

In his eyes, those lowly people were no different from animals.

Your son just wants a maid, why are you resisting? How dare you resist?

If Dahu hadn't taken Qing'er away, there would probably be another unknown female corpse in the capital.

Gao Qiu walked on the street in a daze, but he didn't know that there was a pair of eyes staring at him from behind.

After Xu Shiyou drove Gao Qiu out, he came to Yan Song.

Looking at his master still sitting by the window, staring blankly at the ginkgo tree, Xu Shiyou said softly.

"Master, General Gao is gone."

"understood."

"Master, I'm afraid that General Gao will..."

"Don't bother with it. If you can't see the situation clearly, what's the point of keeping it?"

"As for his son, I want to beat him up, but he treats himself like a treasure."

Yan Song interrupted the housekeeper directly and said angrily.

Xu Shiyou remained silent, poured a cup of tea for Yan Song, and left.

Yan Song was just in a daze, reminiscing about the past.

...

In the dungeon, Gao Yanei was still chattering and cursing.

"Yu Huatian, you old castrated dog!"

"Why don't you let me go! Aren't you afraid of my father? Aren't you afraid of the Queen Mother?"

"Are you a filthy person like you allowed to mention the Queen Mother's name?"

Gao Yanei stopped shouting and cursing and looked at the figure standing outside the cell.

He tried hard to see clearly, but the flickering light made it impossible for him to see who the person was.

"You are about to die and you still dare to speak so shamelessly. Brothers, let's do it."

Several spies from the Western Factory rushed into the cell without any courtesy and started to use their special methods against Gao Yanei.

With one whip, Gao Yanei's chest was instantly torn apart.

"what!"

"Don't let me out! As long as I can get out alive, I will kill you castrated dogs!"

The man outside the door laughed sinisterly, like a bellows.

"Hehe, then you'd better remember that my name is Tan Luzi."

After saying that, Tan Luzi left after saying a few words.

"Serve him well. The governor has ordered that he must not be allowed to die."

"We can't let him live comfortably."

"You guys, do you understand?"

"Master Tan, I understand!"