The moment he finished speaking, Feng Wei used almost half of his life's strength, and immediately softened there, but he didn't dare to fall, so he had to tremble and support his body, waiting for the thunder and rain that the emperor was about to fall.

"Okay, okay—"

The sound of Emperor Jianheng not being angry and laughing made the palace people in the room nervous, and they felt that everything around them was frozen into ice, as if they could still hear the cracking sound of "click, click, click".

Emperor Jianheng pinched the page tightly, looking at the last sentence and only felt extremely dazzling, but even so, he still smiled and turned the next page, only to see that the anthology was turned faster and faster in the hands of Emperor Jianheng, and it was torn up by Emperor Jianheng a lot like a gamble when it turned to the back, until it stopped at one of the articles, and the eye-catching annotations on it made Emperor Jianheng's movements hear, and Emperor Jianheng pressed his hand heavily on it, still with a smile on his face, but this kind of smile was like coming from hell, gloomy and terrifying.

"Three thousand miles away, it is difficult to participate in business letters. ”

Emperor Jianheng's voice without a trace of tone sounded abruptly in the hall, making all the people in the hall nervous and not daring to move.

Others don't understand, but Feng Wei does.

This is a poem "Female Resentment" by Liang Wujun of the Southern Dynasty, Feng Wei, who has read the book, can instantly remember that this is a sad poem about a woman complaining that she is separated from Jun and Jun and is far away.

Quoting here, I'm afraid that what I want to express is just a parting meaning.

But Feng Wei knew that even so, such verses were ironic and disobedient in the eyes of the emperor.

It turns out that in ancient times, the two stars were hidden from me, and you were hidden from me, and they would never meet, so since ancient times, there was the meaning of the brothers' participation in the business on behalf of the brothers.

Feng Wei could feel a bean-sized cold sweat falling on his forehead, and the Son of Heaven was furious, and millions of corpses were ambushed.

These words are enough to poke at Emperor Jianheng's sensitive and depressed past, and almost every sentence can reverse the dragon scales.

The people in the hall obviously knelt on the ground, but they were cold and silent without a trace of popularity, and they could only hear the sound of turning the pages in the hall faintly, and when Emperor Jianheng finished the book, he suddenly returned to the prologue, and the moment his eyes fell, he almost burst out with an undisguised coldness.

"Bastard—"

Emperor Jianheng was extremely disgusted and smashed the book out of his hand, which happened to fall on a waiter, because of the great strength, the beating hurt, and the kneeling waiter who didn't know was so shocked that he almost screamed, but when she saw the emperor's cold killing intent, she still quickly lowered her head and didn't dare to make a sound.

"A good Huguang Xuezheng Li Pei, a good former first assistant Zhang Huaizong, good, good-"

Emperor Jianheng leaned back lazily, the thumb of his left hand was tightly clasped on the jasper wrench in his right hand, and he smiled and said hello twice, but it made everyone even more panicked.

Yan Houzhao silently lowered his head and waited for everything, a pair of eyes flashing a strange excitement and pleasure.

He knew that Zhang Huaizong's death knell was about to ring.

And Zhang's party has also come to an end, Gu Zhengde, Tan Wuzhen in the cabinet, and the six departments under the cabinet should be cleaned up again.

"Yan Houzhao—"

Suddenly hearing the emperor's voice, Yan Houzhao immediately bowed down in fear and said, "The minister is here." ”

Emperor Jianheng's eyes were as cold as a knife, and he was firmly nailed to the broken book that fell in the corner and was opened, and the corners of his lips gently hooked up with undisguised cold and murderous intent.

"Since it is up to you to report it, it is up to you to investigate it. ”

Yan Houzhao heard that his body had been all the time, and immediately said: "The minister obeys the order." ”

"This book is rebellious, rebellious and rude, and it is a great treacherous and evil work, and all those who participate in the writing, proofreading, publication, engraving, printing, and daring to hide it privately will be immediately beheaded once discovered, from officials to civilians. ”

Emperor Jianheng's eyes were full of gloomy anger, and he almost gritted his teeth to read out the will of this word, Yan Houzhao paused slightly when he heard this, and then said cautiously and panickedly: "Minister, the minister dares to ask Your Majesty, the one who participated in the preface of this writing is, Zhang Ge Lao——"

"Kill!"

Emperor Jianheng's eyes almost burst out with Martian killing, and the words blurted out returned all Yan Houzhao's later words, and when he heard Yan Houzhao deliberately call him "Zhang Ge Lao", Emperor Jianheng was even more full of hatred and coldness.

"Now in my cabinet, there is no Zhang family among the ministers, you all remember me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Emperor Jianheng coldly glanced at the full hall and said: "From now on, those who dare to intercede for him will be punished with the same crime." ”

Although the emperor did not pronounce his name, everyone present knew who it was.

It can be seen that the emperor is really murderous.

"I don't dare. ”

"The slave doesn't dare—"

Under Emperor Jianheng's angry words, everyone knelt on the ground in fear, Emperor Jianheng looked at all this coldly, thinking of the great rebellious words in front of him now, he only felt like a sharp blade into his heart, and blood overflowed.

"Spread the decree, those involved in this case, all the family members of officials, the men were assigned to serve the army for 3,000 li, and the women were not official prostitutes. ”

Feeling that Emperor Jianheng was standing condescendingly in front of him, Yan Houzhao immediately bowed down to the tail of the dragon robe and said, "The minister respectfully obeys the holy decree." ”

"Stand down. ”

Emperor Jianheng's words fell, and everyone in the hall almost saved their lives, got up as if they were fleeing, and quietly retreated.

The hall fell into dead silence again, and the wind poured in from the window, blowing the bright yellow gauze tent slightly, like countless souls seeking their lives, and the faint sound of the wind was like the cry of a ghost.

Emperor Jianheng slowly stood up like an old man, walked to a window weakly and aimlessly, looked at the countless flying snow outside the window, and felt the cold wind like a knife, blowing people's faces stiff.

Kill for heaven and earth, and be a thief for all generations.

Emperor Jianheng's low laughter gradually sounded in the hall, and the voice became louder and louder, and it became more and more sarcastic and self-deprecating.

It turned out that he had done all this for the people of Daxing, and in the eyes of the world, he was still a rebellious minister and thief who killed his brothers for the throne and sought power and usurped the throne.

So what has he done all these years?

He is unwilling, he is not convinced!

Emperor Jianheng suddenly slammed his fist on the wall, feeling a sudden stinging pain between the joints, and Emperor Jianheng's eyes gradually changed, becoming more ruthless and indifferent than before. And in the end, it became a kind of certainty.

Those who oppose him, those who oppose him becoming a generation of saints, deserve to die!

"Master Yan walks slowly. ”

Feng Wei, who walked out of the hall, bowed his hand slightly, and Yan Houzhao immediately smiled and saluted him when he heard this: "Gonggong Feng stays." ”

Between the two of them, Yan Houzhao turned around and walked down the stone steps, looking at Yan Houzhao who was shaking his sleeves, fluttering clothes, and straightening his back in the vast snow, and his appearance in the hall was very different.

"Lingbao. ”

Lingbao saw that the master called him, and hurriedly stepped forward, and when he heard Feng Wei's whispering in his ear, his pupils immediately shrank, and he was almost scared into a cold sweat.

"Go, be careful, or you and I will die. ”

When Lingbao heard this, he immediately responded, and Feng Wei stood there quietly, as if he was numb and didn't feel cold.

He knew that even if Lingbao told His Highness at this moment, it would be useless.

With an inaudible sigh, Feng Wei stood under the corridor, looking at everything in front of him, who would have thought that this bloody storm set off by the Yan family and his son would stain this silver-covered world red.

"God, it's really going to change. ”