When Zhan Shichun entered the Taiji Palace, he understood three points in his heart when he saw the emperor's face. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Yesterday, the matter of the prince of Qin was rumored, and he naturally heard about it.

Although the matter of the Soul Calling Platform was built by the Ministry of Works, the emperor actually gave him full authority.

When Song Wenru saw Zhan Shichun, he changed his usual demeanor and glanced at him fiercely.

Zhan Shichun didn't see it, but now, so many people dared to die on the Soul Channel, he naturally knew it, and he was not afraid in his heart, so he just stood quietly to the side, waiting for the emperor to speak.

Xiao Shaoyun's anger reached its peak when Xin Datong, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, walked in, and picked up the folds of the imperial history that Liu Defu was holding in his hand, and smashed his head and face!

"Zhan Shichun, Xin Datong, I handed over the Soul Calling Platform to you, this is how you treat my people?!"

Song Wenru snorted in the palace and cried a handful of tears to tell the tragic situation in the western suburbs, and bitterly nagged him in the middle of the night "The first emperor repaired the Great Wall, and the world will die", which is to say that Qin Shihuang still built the Great Wall for the sake of the country, and he built a spiritualist platform for a woman like this, which is simply intolerable to heaven and earth......

He heard the anger in his belly, so he sent Song Wenru out of the palace and went home.

The previous imperial histories also knew about the western suburbs, and they couldn't wait for the early dynasty today, and a letter of impeachment of Zhan Shichun and the Ministry of Industry was sent to the imperial study!

Xin Datong, the secretary of the Ministry of Works, was so frightened by the emperor's anger that he knelt on the ground, trembling, and did not dare to say a word, but kept looking at Zhan Shichun with his eyes.

Zhan Shichun looked confident, fearless and fearless, and also took out a fold from his sleeve and offered it with both hands.

Liu Defu trotted down the Dan steps, took it, and presented it to Xiao Shaoyun.

Xiao Shaoyun stared at Zhan Shichun fiercely before lowering his head to look at the excerpt.

Looking at it, his angry expression suddenly froze, and he stared at the words on the fold, and his face changed several times.

The courtiers were waiting for the emperor to say the punishment of Zhan Shichun and the Ministry of Works, but they couldn't hear any movement.

In the last royal history, some people were really shocked by that kind of tragedy and felt that they wanted to speak up for the people, while others wanted to watch James Shichun unlucky.

After all, a person born as a Taoist priest is so favored by the emperor that he is almost above the hundred officials, and there are many people who are not convinced.

However, Xiao Shaoyun disappointed all the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, and he finally held the fold tightly in his hand, his eyes swept over Zhan Shichun's face, and finally returned to expressionlessness.

"The matter of the Soul Calling Table, I have my own opinions, no one can have any objections, Xin Datong, this matter is a matter for your Ministry of Industry, you are responsible for properly disposing of the dead and wounded, if there is a disease and plague spreading, I am the only one who asks!"

Xin Datong had already planned for the worst, but when he heard the meaning of the emperor's words, he raised his head in disbelief, lowered his head in ecstasy, and thanked him again and again for receiving the order.

The ministers who were waiting to see the tragic end of Zhan Shichun and Xin Datong were stunned, this is the end?

So many people died, almost a mass grave, and that's it?

"Your Majesty, now that more than half of the people in the capital know about this matter, I'm afraid it will be ...... to deal with it like this."

"Are I the emperor or are you the emperor?!

In the face of Yushi's unwilling questioning, Xiao Shaoyun threw out this sentence of heart-wrenching words to his subordinates.

The imperial history who opened his mouth was intercepted by the emperor so bluntly, and he reprimanded him so sharply, his heart was empty, and he was blocked there with a sullen breath.

That's it, the world is the emperor's, and the country is also the emperor's, a person like Wang Du, one is enough, and he dies in the hands of an increasingly mediocre emperor, even if he leaves his name in history, what can he do?

After the confrontation with the emperor last night, Song Wenru already knew that the emperor's heart was impermanent, he endured his anger, and did not pursue Zhan Shichun first, but only asked the emperor: "Your Majesty, let's not talk about this matter for the time being, just talk about the construction of the Soul Calling Platform in the future, what is the statement of the Ministry of Industry?"

The deceased is gone, so whether the remaining people will be disregarded like this, this is what Song Wenru is most concerned about.

"I will order the Ministry of Labor to re-appoint personnel, and we must not treat the people harshly, there are many things to do, so there is no need to ask about this matter!"

Xiao Shaoyun almost gritted his teeth.

Song Wenru still had to fight, but saw that the emperor had already gotten up,

"Retreat!"

"Your Majesty!"

He wanted to catch up, but was stopped in front of him by Zhan Shichun.

"Prime Minister, you are like this, but you don't take the emperor in your eyes, the emperor is the Son of Heaven, the Ninety-Five Emperor of Daqi, but not your children, you block everything, interfere in everything, where is the emperor?"

Song Wenru stared at Zhan Shichun's old face with hatred, angry, shouted a few times "traitor" and "villain", and a mouthful of old blood spurted out, and immediately fell on the main hall.

"Lord Song!"

"Prime Minister!"

Hundreds of officials surrounded him, but no one dared to accuse Zhan Shichun of Shi Shiran standing aside.

Zhan Shichun looked coldly at these people who had begun to fear him, and turned away disdainfully.

In a country, the people are the foundation, the courtiers are the skeleton, and the emperor is the beam.

The girders are all crooked, and the rest is not to worry about at all.

Xiao Shaoyun left the Taiji Hall and walked all the way to the harem, and the more he walked, the clearer the words on the fold appeared in his mind.

He returned to the Zhaoyang Palace, and fell down on the dragon bed that was still covered with a bright red quilt, and the tears in his eyes all dissolved into the soft brocade quilt.

Cheng Huan, I just want you to come back, why is it so difficult?

If you know so many lives...... Would you like to come back?

Liu Defu was also used to seeing the emperor from time to time being different from usual, standing respectfully at the door, not daring to come out.

It's a pity that His Royal Highness the King of Jin moved out of the palace, otherwise, there would be someone to come and see the emperor at this time.

Just when Liu Defu was thinking about it, Xiao Shaoyun suddenly jumped up from the bed, strode out of Zhaoyang Palace, and went all the way to Shangyang Palace.

On the deserted path outside Shangyang Palace, Xu Chengyi was questioning Zhan Shichun.

"Lord Zhan, why don't you get Na'an Zhulin out of the palace? Do you want to send another person to the emperor's side to fight with me?"

Zhan Shichun drooped his eyelids, suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashed, stretched out his hand and pulled Xu Chengyi, and pushed her behind a rockery on the side of the road, and then quickly dodged and hidden.

Xu Chengyi was annoyed, and was about to shout, when he saw the emperor's footsteps hurriedly coming from the other side of the road, his heart was suddenly happy, and he was about to poke his head out, but he was stopped by Zhan Shichun's low "don't move" in his ear and didn't dare to move again.

I saw that Xiao Shaoyun didn't look this way, and ordered someone to open the gate of Shangyang Palace, and walked in alone, and the two vermilion palace doors closed again.

Xu Chengyi stretched his neck to look, but he didn't see what the Shangyang Palace looked like now.

On the one hand, Zhan Shichun's eyes were filled with endless gloom and gloom.

He still remembered that his biological mother used to live here, how could this unfilial son who was unkind and unrighteous be worthy of disturbing Ah Huan's peace!