I saw that the young monarch was dressed in civilian clothes, a dark purple robe, snow-white wrists and neck, and an extremely clear face, like a peach opening ten miles.

Emperor Yongyin sweated like rain, his thin and thin body was under the scorching sun, and people seemed to be glowing.

She carried a hoe and dug a few holes, and she was too tired to do it. At this time, a gray-haired old man rushed over and grabbed her arm: "You are a young man, you don't need you for this, go and go! What are the dignified ninety-five honorable people messing with in this dirt soil? Hurry up and stay under the umbrella, but don't get sunburned!"

Elder Yun of the Heavenly Pavilion pushed Zhou Yanqing, and Zhou Yanqing couldn't help but be happy.

I still remember that when these hostages were escorted back to the palace that day, everyone led by Elder Yun straightened their necks, and they looked like they would rather bend than bend.

"It is impossible to descend, if you want to kill, you have to listen to the respect, Liumu will definitely wash this palace for me in blood!"

This was the bold and cruel words released by the people of the Heavenly Pavilion that day, and the result was really fragrant.

It's only a few days, and the 'Dog Emperor Who Kills a Thousand Swords' in their mouths has become fragrant, and everyone can't wait to hold it and coax it, even Elder Yun has a smile full of folds on his face, and he walks with the wind all day long, as if he has endless energy.

"I thought I could build a wind-powered waterwheel, and Shum Shilang worked as an errand in the Ministry of Works, and I had already drawn some agricultural drawings for him to build. ”

When Elder Yun heard this, he looked like an old baby, and his eyes were starry with curiosity: "Your Majesty, do you think the old man can take a look at those drawings?"

Zhou Yanqing smiled, this old man was also interesting: "Yes, Elder Yun, you can go back to Cen Shilang, and you can also give him advice and supervise his work." ”

Of course, Elder Yun knew that Cen Yining was the emperor's person, but when he heard this, he still straightened his waist and made an expression that did not dishonor his mission, and he was still happy when he saw it, and his two old eyebrows were about to fly into the sky.

Lin Wenzhou hurriedly walked towards Zhou Yanqing: "Your Majesty, the national teacher is here to see." ”

It's 'come to see', not 'ask to see', the ancients used broad and profound language, Chu Liumu is here to kill.

"Then he'll be in a moment. ”

......

The Imperial Study.

Chu Liumu looked sick and weak, he had not yet healed from the injuries he was thrown by the stone that day, and he was sitting in a Taishi chair at the moment, waiting for Emperor Yongyin to come and see him.

Emperor Yongyin dragged his feet, and Chu Liumu looked like a fairy, as if he was very deserved, but from time to time there was a touch of bloodthirsty violence in his eyes.

He can still sit still now because he has inquired in advance, and Yun Lao and the others are fine.

On that day, although there were injured people, they did not endanger their lives.

The 200,000 soldiers and horses of Bai Ruohe, the commander of the forbidden army, have all entered the palace, and now the palace has been made into an iron plate by Emperor Yongyin, 200,000 forbidden troops, 200,000, like a solid fortress.

If it's just one or two hostages, it's fine, but the problem is that now all the members of the Heavenly Pavilion are under house arrest in the palace, and if they want to save people, they have to be tough, and if that's the case, I'm afraid that before they can rescue people, those people will be executed first.

Today's palace is not what it used to be, and the resolute emperor has exchanged blood for the palace.

Chu Liumu clenched his fists, he thought back to his life...... Although it has only been ten years since he became conscious, he has rarely suffered defeat in these ten years, even on the side of the Empress Dowager Xiaoxian and Han Jing, he still has a comfortable attitude.

But this emperor is now like a lump of hob meat.