"Brother Qiqi, An Zhulin, the daughter of Duke An Guo, is bold and reckless, bullying the king, pretending to make waves under the pretense of Empress Xiaoyuan's reputation, and the younger brother implores the imperial brother to punish him severely to set an example!"

King Jin's voice was sonorous, his tone was indignant, and Qingjun's eyebrows and eyes were dyed with a color of deep hatred, and under the boiling hot oil in the court, another fire was added, and all the people who were in it immediately rolled up. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The courtiers who were in a hurry and didn't know what to say in order to show that they were capable suddenly found a common topic, and according to the usual practice, they were immediately divided into two camps based on King Jin's words.

One faction has no daughter in the family to draft, and those who stand on the side and watch the fire are naturally supportive of King Jin, Queen Xiaoyuan is a dead person, and she has to set off so many storms, which is unbearable!

The other faction is naturally a person who has a daughter in the family who wants to soar, and now who in the capital doesn't know that Xu Chengyi, who can enter the emperor's eyes, looks like Empress Xiaoyuan, An Zhulin directly said that he has something to do with Empress Xiaoyuan, and he is secretly wondering, how to let his daughter have a little relationship with Empress Xiaoyuan, if it is according to the will of King Jin, after this, won't the road be blocked?

That's never!

So without waiting for the emperor to speak, the courtiers quarreled first.

"The daughter of An Guogong is hateful, but if she is really Queen Xiaoyuan's soul, wouldn't she be able to comfort the emperor's painful heart and keep the Great Qi harem from being empty?"

"Nonsense, that An Zhulin previously murdered many relatives of Empress Xiaoyuan, if it was really Empress Xiaoyuan's soul, how could he do such a reckless thing? Ridiculous, really ridiculous!"

"Lord Zhan, tell me, who is the soul of Empress Xiaoyuan?"

Someone else simply pulled the emperor's favorite minister Zhan Shichun, who was standing aside and silent, to come over to judge.

With the huge court staff and the heads of the nine clans of Wang Du in front of them, words like "demon girl calamity to the country" circled around the lips of a kind of minister, and he didn't dare to say it.

Zhan Shichun didn't say a word, only facing the Dan Steps, looking at the emperor. These foolish people have not even been able to understand what kind of person their king is.

Or what kind of person is a king.

Xiao Shaoyun, who was a little complacent just now, immediately collapsed, what did these hateful ministers think of him, the emperor?

"Shut up!"

The emperor's deep voice came, and the noisy minister instantly shrank his neck like a quail in a storm, and stood obediently with his head bowed.

"I have eyes, I can see, I will listen! At this time, no one can criticize privately, otherwise, there will be no mercy!"

Xiao Shaoyun angrily drank these ministers who had annoyed him, and then looked at King Jin.

"Xiao Shaoye, this is a matter of my harem, when will it be your turn to put your beak? From now on, you don't have to live in the palace anymore, your Jin Palace's mansion has been built, after the next dynasty, you will move out and live by yourself, and you will not be allowed to step into the harem for half a step in the future without my permission!"

King Jin is no stranger to the royal brother's eyes and fierce words.

The amiable royal brother of the past is no longer there.

It's like someone suddenly poured a bottle of vinegar into his heart, it hurt sourly, and a wave of pain went straight to his nose, and he almost couldn't control his tears.

The matter of the harem, this is the matter of the harem, so what should Sister Cheng Huan do? Will she never come back to the imperial brother again? When she sees such a royal brother, will she still want to come back?

Ask yourself, if you are Sister Cheng Huan, you must be unwilling.

But why, everything that originally belonged to Sister Cheng Huan should be taken away and firmly occupied by these clown-like women? !

Song Wenru was also unhappy in her heart.

He didn't expect this King of Jin, who seemed to be heartless and would only cause trouble, as well as this insight and courage.

If the emperor indulges An Zhulin, then this draft, which has been dragging on, will soon become a joke! Whoever has a relationship with Empress Xiaoyuan will be able to soar into the sky, so what else to choose?

If we do not follow the rules left by our ancestors, how can the people of the world be convinced? How can those who play tricks and tricks be stopped?

As the head of the hundred officials, Song Wenru felt that he couldn't speak anymore, although Taishi Xi repeatedly told him to be tactful, but at this time, how could he be tactful?

"Your Majesty, An Zhulin now lives in the palace, nameless and undivided, I'm afraid it can't be counted as a harem matter, what His Royal Highness King Jin said is not unreasonable, how about An Zhulin's daughter, aside from it, the minister is only worried that in the future, the charming villain will follow this woman's example, and there will be many incidents in the name of Empress Xiaoyuan!

After Xiao Shaoyun scolded King Jin, he gradually calmed down, and what Song Wenru said at this time was really listened to by him.

There was Xu Chengyi in the front, and An Zhulin in the back, all said that they had something to do with Cheng Huan, but he always felt that something was wrong.

If before the conjuring platform was built, someone appeared through the matter between him and Cheng Huan, would he believe it or not?

But he has already reprimanded the King of Jin, if An Zhulin is severely punished at this time, where will he put the face of the king of a country?

Song Wenru is worthy of being an old minister who grew up watching the emperor, and immediately saw the emperor's thoughts, bowed down and replied: "Your Majesty, in the opinion of the minister, it is better to take An Zhulin home before the draft starts, and then enter the palace to be screened by the emperor, what does the emperor think?"

Xiao Shaoyun pondered for a moment, and did not agree: "I will deal with this matter, if I send An Zhulin out of the palace, I will discuss it with the prime minister." ”

Song Wenru can only respond, the emperor has already loosened, and it is impossible to let the emperor go back on his word at this time.

King Jin felt an unprecedented sadness and loss in his heart, and the officials who stood silently in place and let him walk by after the dispersal of the dynasty secretly looked at him with different eyes, but his imperial brother did not look at him, got up and left the main hall.

When all the people walked out of the Taiji Hall and waited at the gate of the main hall for a long time, Zhang Delu, who had long been frightened, trotted in, stood beside the master distressedly, knowing what kind of heart disease he was committing, and couldn't help but whisper relief: "Lord, what the old slave told you, have you forgotten? This is a common thing, you look at Lord Song, he has been beaten by the emperor, and now there is nothing to do? Thunder and rain and dew, are they all Jun'en? Look at His Royal Highness King Ning, you want to be scolded but you can't even see the emperor's face!"

King Jin sniffed, got rid of a young man who had been wronged, and suddenly walked towards the door of the main hall: "I'm going to find Sister Cheng Huan!"

"Oh, my lord, you can be quiet!"

Zhang Delu followed behind and reminded.

This grievance has to find the fault of Empress Xiaoyuan, when can it be changed? Empress Xiaoyuan's identity is unknown now, so be cautious!

King Jin strode out of the Taiji Palace, saw the figure in front of him from afar, only paused slightly, and then accelerated his pace to catch up:

"He Qi!He Congtang!Are you He Qi?!"

Xu Chenglin, who was on the side of the road, also looked up, hiding the consternation in his eyes, and stared closely at the person who walked in front of him without squinting.

It's a pity that no matter how King Jin shouted, the man still slowly walked out of their sight without looking back.