Chapter 250: Great Rebellion
"Your Majesty. β
As soon as Yan Houzhao entered the hall and walked in front of Emperor Jianheng, he lifted his robe and knelt down respectfully, Emperor Jianheng smiled slightly in his eyes when he saw this, and then raised his hand lazily and said, "Aiqing, please get up." β
Yan Houzhao heard what the emperor said, so he respectfully took up his robe and slowly got up, and stood up straight, Emperor Jianheng sat on the soft collapse at the moment, supported his knees with both hands, and carefully looked at Yan Houzhao in front of him, only to see that the snow on his crown gradually melted due to the steep rise in temperature in the hall, and even the water traces on his clothes gradually spread.
"Aiqing, what is the urgency of this, she came here in such a snowstorm. β
Yan Houzhao paused slightly when he heard this, and then he looked down at his court clothes according to Emperor Jianheng's gaze, and immediately looked anxious on his face, and the next moment he arched his hand and said: "The minister was negligent for a while, and the monarch lost his manners, and I hope that Your Majesty will be guilty." β
"Bh. β
Emperor Jianheng waved his hand indifferently, smiled and motioned to Feng Wei to move the stool himself, and then said with relief: "I know that you are steady, if you have to do something, you won't be like this, sit down, sit and talk slowly." β
When Feng Wei respectfully carried the stool over, Yan Houzhao bowed his head politely and said, "Thank you, Father-in-law Feng." β
"Lord Yan has tormented the slaves. β
At Feng Wei's request, Yan Houzhao raised his hand and pushed it away, only to see that he did not sit down immediately, but hesitantly took out a book from his sleeve, and stood there hesitantly for a long time, his eyebrows couldn't help but lock, looking quite hesitant and embarrassed, as if he was making a dilemma.
Emperor Jianheng couldn't help but feel a little strange when he saw Yan Houzhao's rare appearance, so he smiled and said, "Aiqing, what's the matter, what makes you feel embarrassed." β
"Your Majestyβ"
Yan Houzhao suddenly spoke, and carefully glanced at Emperor Jianheng who was seated, but his face gradually became a little ugly, and he was obviously afraid of words.
Seeing this, Emperor Jianheng gradually noticed something strange, and the smile in his eyes was gradually hidden, turning into a trace of scrutiny and playfulness, and the corners of his lips became a little colder.
"No matter what, Aiqing just speaks bluntly. β
Feeling the seriousness and seriousness in Emperor Jianheng's words, Yan Houzhao's hand stiffened slightly, and then without warning, he lifted his robe and knelt down, knocked his head straight on the ground and said: "The matter of the ministers will only damage Your Majesty's sage, not the original intention of the ministers, I hope Your Majesty will forgive your sins." β
Feng Wei, who was standing on the side, moved slightly in his eyes, silently looking at Yan Houzhao who was sincerely frightened in front of him, but a bad premonition gradually rose in his heart.
Emperor Jianheng sat there quietly, seeing Yan Houzhao's slightly trembling body, as well as the cold sweat on his forehead soaking his hair, he seemed to notice something, a pair of eyes gradually narrowed slightly, and a trace of cold light was imperceptibly crossed in them, which looked quite calm, but the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and a word overflowed faintly.
"Speak. β
Yan Houzhao had already sensed the emperor's impatience, so he didn't dare to deliberately sell Guan Zi anymore, but he just stood up cautiously, put the blue and black book in his hand in front of him, and gradually sank his voice seriously.
"Back to Your Majesty, this is a collection of essays that the minister got by chance, and the minister turned it over, but he unintentionally saw some disobedient words, and the minister did not dare to hide in the house without permission, so he immediately rushed from the house to ask His Majesty for guilt. β
As soon as these words came out, the sensitive Emperor Jianheng immediately froze, a pair of eyes were like sharp blades, and sensing the emperor's outstretched hand, Yan Houzhao hurriedly handed the book forward, and Feng Wei, who was standing on the side, suppressed the cold sweat on his back, and tried to let himself calmly step forward to take the anthology, and then respectfully handed it to Emperor Jianheng.
Emperor Jianheng grabbed the book and stared at the name on it with a pair of eyes.
Draw water set.
When Emperor Jianheng turned the page after page, he saw that it was full of annotations, and Yan Houzhao saw this and said: "The minister is worried that the minister has misunderstood, so he marks out the words that the minister thinks is disrespectful, and asks His Majesty to personally check and judge." β
As soon as the words fell, Emperor Jianheng saw that there was a treatise on the world, which was full of praise for the national policy implemented at the beginning of his succession, and his eyes that were originally staring at him gradually eased a little, but the next moment, when he turned to the next page, he saw that Yan Houzhao had drawn one of the words praising him at the end.
"Make a life for heaven and earth, and make a rule for all ages. β
The corners of Emperor Jianheng's lips gradually evoked a cold killing intent, but he read this sentence like an aftertaste.
A good sentence is to make a life for heaven and earth, and to set a rule for all generations.
Do these sour literati really think he can't read it?
"Aiqing thinks that this sentence is reconciled?"
Yan Houzhao's body was slightly shocked when he heard this, as if he didn't expect the emperor to ask him, he immediately knelt down, and seemed to reply with a hard head: "The minister also asks Your Majesty to forgive the sin, and the minister dares to think that the establishment and killing of this sentence are suspected of being the same as the thiefββ"
Yan Houzhao's slightly cautious voice fell in the silent hall, and the air around him seemed to condense immediately, Feng Wei, who was standing there at this moment, only felt that his scalp was already numb, he knew very well that under Yan Houzhao's explanation, it would attract how angry Emperor Jianheng was, but at this time, no one could easily intercede, otherwise it would only implicate more people.
"Feng Wei. β
Emperor Jianheng's voice couldn't hear the slightest tone, which made Feng Wei's figure slam suddenly, as if a thunderbolt exploded on a sunny day, but he still had to continue.
"The slave is here. β
Seeing Feng Wei looking so cautious, Emperor Jianheng was interested, and instead of being angry, he pointed at Yan Houzhao, who was kneeling on the ground in front of him, and looked at him and said, "According to Yan Aiqing's intentions, you will read this sentence to me again." β
only felt a "boom", Feng Wei only felt that his lips were numb, his legs were weak, he knelt down, his body trembled like chaff and said: "Slave, slave and maid don't dare-"
"Read!"
"Bang-"
Almost at the moment of anger, Emperor Jianheng smashed down the inkstone at hand with his bare hands, only to see that the most cherished lamp of Emperor Jianheng on weekdays by the famous ink maker, Fang Yulu's Wencai double mandarin duck ink has fallen to the ground in response, broken into several petals, the ink in it splashed on the faces of Yan Houzhao and Feng Wei, on the clothes, gradually spread the smudge, and the ground was sprinkled on the ground, the faint ink fragrance almost rushed up, rushed into the tip of everyone's nose, but no one dared to wipe it easily.
The next moment, the palace people in the house all knelt on the ground tremblingly, and said stubbornly: "Your Majesty is angry-"
Even with his head buried, Feng Wei could feel the emperor's gloomy and terrifying gaze falling on him fixedly, forcing him to read it out, Feng Wei swallowed his saliva almost involuntarily, pursed his white lips, and even so, his mouth was still dry, like a dry field without rain and dew for many years.
"Slave and maid, slave and maid are brave, this sentence is-"
Feng Wei's trembling and ethereal voice gradually sounded in the hall, and at the moment when Emperor Jianheng's eyes were bearing the storm, Feng Wei finally read out that sentence.
"Die for heaven and earth, and be a thief for all generations. β