The Emperor's uncle loves me! My paranoid wife, don't run away

"Guo Bin, Guo Bin!!"

The Minister of Rites, who had just been scolded by Wei Jiuzhao, suddenly grinned and jumped out to add insult to injury.

"Look at what you're saying."

"Wei Jiuzhao has already committed a grave sin! Offering sacrifices to the heavens is an honor for him!"

"People like this should be torn into pieces and their bones pulverized and scattered like ashes!"

Guo Bin was shocked as if his tail was stepped on.

He kept shaking his head.

His eyes were filled with exhaustion and anger.

This court... I really don't want to stay here for even a moment!

He suddenly raised his hand, took off his black hat, and threw it hard on the ground with a loud "bang".

"Today, even if it means death, I don't want to endure it any longer!"

As he said this, he turned around abruptly and stared at the Minister of Rites with burning eyes.

"You are clearly seeking personal revenge!"

"Which of what Lord Wei said about you just now was a lie?!"

"How much gold and silver have you taken advantage of your position during your years as an official?!"

"How many mansions have you bought?! There are more women in your backyard than His Majesty's concubines!"

"How dare you stand here and talk nonsense?"

The ministers couldn't help but look up, their eyes filled with surprise.

The Minister of Rites hurriedly defended himself.

"you you you!"

"I have devoted my heart and soul to my country—"

"You're still 'working hard'! You're truly shameless!!"

Guo Bin shouted angrily.

Then he turned around and pointed at Zhou Hui.

"I think you are a demon!"

"When that bald donkey didn't mention offering sacrifices to heaven, I submitted more than a dozen memorials!"

"Your Majesty ignores me, so I endure it."

"When you came, I was filled with joy, thinking that you were the disciple of the Tianji Temple's high priest and that you could turn the tide and make His Majesty stop...

Guo Bin's eyes were red and he was gasping for breath with anger.

"How nice of you!"

"You wish all the people in Kyoto would go to offer sacrifices to the heavens!"

"This one is suitable for offering sacrifices to the heavens, that one is suitable for offering sacrifices to the heavens, why don't you go yourself?!"

Zhou Hui pursed his lips and said something in his heart.

——Wei Lin, I’m sorry.

"Um……"

"Because I have a very strong destiny."

"As soon as I get on the altar, I'm afraid the world will split open and my ancestors will jump out of their coffins."

"Do you want to try it? You have a nice figure, so it's a good fit."

Guo Bin pointed at Zhou Hui and roared,

"Wei Lin!"

"You will be infamous forever!"

Zhou Hui smiled.

"You don't have to worry about that, Master Guo."

"Before I die, I will ask my disciples to put more spices in my coffin."

"I guarantee that when my grave is dug up in the future, I will smell fragrant."

Then he pointed to the Minister of Rites.

"It smells better than the concubines in his backyard."

……

"Shut up, everyone!"

The emperor stood up in a rage, and his voice echoed throughout the throne room.

"Have you all ignored my existence?!"

Just as he finished speaking, a crisp sound suddenly came from the door of the hall.

"Clang!"

A silver tray fell to the ground, and the copper kettle rolled twice, then stopped at the edge of the steps with a "gurgling" sound.

Everyone subconsciously looked back.

The emperor's face turned pale and he slapped the table.

"Be bold!"

"Come here, use the sticks——"

Before he could finish his words, his voice stopped abruptly as if he was choked by something.

Those cloudy eyes stared at the little palace maid.

The emperor's Adam's apple rolled and he turned to look at Eunuch Wang.

"Are all the people in the Ministry of Internal Affairs blind?"

"How could such an ugly maid be sent before the emperor?"

Eunuch Wang was startled, then rubbed his eyes and looked carefully.

The little palace maid knelt on the ground, silent and trembling...

'She' trembled, not out of fear.

'She' was so angry that her lungs were about to explode.

The one next to the emperor is fake!

“She” is the real Wei Lin!

For some reason, the shadow guards were particularly lax today, so he took the opportunity to escape.

He sneaked into the palace just to see with his own eyes what abilities this "stand-in" who pretended to be him and was making waves in the court had, and whether it was worth him taking the blame.

result--

Wei Lin was completely numb...

Just now, it almost exploded into its original form on the spot and rushed forward to fight Zhou Hui desperately.

He Wei Lin!

He is the first disciple of Tianji Temple and a role model of Taoism. He has always been dressed in white and has never been stained by dust.

Now it's good——

A lifetime of reputation is ruined!

He froze in place, silent for three seconds, and the expression on his face changed abruptly from "murderous intent" to "bearing humiliation".

He didn't forget to curse in his heart - you are ugly, your whole family, your entire harem is ugly!

But he forced himself to put on a timid look of "I will endure the humiliation" and slowly knocked to the ground.

"This servant... was wrong."

"Your Majesty, please spare my life..."

"Hmm..."

The emperor tapped the table twice with his fingertips.

"Tuk-tuk-"

After enduring for a long time, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and threw the memorial in his hand with a snap.

"Drag it away! It's so ugly that it annoys me!"

Two eunuchs immediately carried "her" out.

Wei Lin felt hopeless.

As he was being carried away, he sneered in his heart.

Zhou Hui, I, Wei Lin, will never coexist with you!

First on the enemies list: Luo Mian.

Second place: Weekly returns.

The fake Wei Lin glanced at the real Wei Lin, was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyebrows and twitched the corners of his mouth.

He had a look of shock as if to say "Oh my god!"

Then he turned around and comforted the emperor.

"Your Majesty is happy or angry."

"She must be a paper substitute that I accidentally summoned..."

emperor:"……"

courtier:"……"

Zhen Weilin: "Are you polite?"

The 'ugly', 'insignificant' episode was finally dragged out.

The room was eerily quiet for a moment.

The atmosphere was like a powder keg, and no one dared to take a breath.

Today's emperor was as light as a swallow, with a rosy complexion, and seemed to be in a good mood.

"Guo Qing's words,"

"Master Wei, what do you think?"

Zhou Hui blinked and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"If Lord Guo feels that Wei Jiuzhao is lonely offering sacrifice alone... I wouldn't mind giving them a pair."

"That's quite thorough."

The emperor nodded slightly, the smile on his face still fading?

"Then Guo Qing's wish will come true—"

Zhou Hui never expected the emperor to answer like this. He knew that Guo Bin was one of the few good officials in Tianyan.

"His Majesty!"

Zhou Hui quickly took a step forward.

"That's not necessary! Master Guo is... too old..."

He was choosing his words, his eyes darting around.

“Heaven…heaven won’t let me take it away!”

All the ministers, listen.

No one could laugh.

They all knew that the Tianyan court was completely rotten.

The emperor was mad. He had been completely mad since the moment he started sacrificing living people.

But what could they do? Who dared to persuade them? Who dared to leave?

They no longer care about anything else and just want to protect themselves.

The emperor closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He could feel his body filled with strength, which was the "gift from God."

"Master Wei."

"How should this Heavenly Sacrifice Technique be performed to provide the greatest assistance to me and Tian Yan?"

Quiet indoors.

Zhou Hui had a blank expression on his face, but suddenly his eyes turned.

His eyes swept across the faces of every minister with an unhappy expression, and finally stopped at the Minister of Rites.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised and his tone was slow.

"Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, possessing a dragon's aura. Anyone touched by this aura is a prime candidate for sacrifice."

"It's true that the concubines in the harem have the most contact with His Majesty, but—"

"Don't the ministers in the court share the same palace with Your Majesty and exchange words with him every day?"

"If you do this, you will definitely be infected with dragon energy!"

"For example... the Minister of Rites... you!"