"The king wants his ministers to die, and the ministers can't not die! Whose life I want, no need for any reason! Give me ...... Drag! Under! Go! Han Xiu gritted his teeth, and the last three words were almost squeezed out of his teeth. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Your Majesty, don't do it!" Mr. Mingde used his weak body to block several guards, raised his head and glared at Han Xiu, and said loudly: "Your Majesty! If you continue to insist on going your own way, Dashun will surely perish! ”

The country will be destroyed!

The country will be destroyed!

Mingde's words echoed in the hall like a curse.

Han Xiu only felt a strong anger, which surged above his head, he brushed his sleeves, pointed at Mr. Mingde, and said angrily: "You dare to curse me!" Come on, drag this old thing down and cut it down! ”

Chopped! Cut ......

The emperor actually said that he was going to cut Mr. Mingde!

In the court, hundreds of officials were in an uproar.

You must know that Mr. Mingde's prestige is much greater than that of Shi Wen. Half of the ministers above the court are protégés of Mr. Mingde. Even if they are not Mr. Mingde's protégés, many of the younger generations of these Wenchen's families have studied in the academy run by Mr. Mingde.

A teacher for one day, a father for life!

Treat your teacher with the same respect as you treat your father. This is a dogma that every reader must keep in mind and must abide by at all times.

However, the emperor actually wanted to kill Mr. Mingde, and in front of so many of his protégés, how could this not cause an uproar among hundreds of officials?!

"Your Majesty! No! ”

"Your Majesty, don't do it!"

"Your Majesty, please take back your fate!"

One, two, three, four...... More and more Wenchen stood up with their backs straightened as if they were at home. Each of them had a look of righteous indignation on their faces, looking at Han Xiu mightily and unyieldingly.

"Are you trying to rebel?" Han Xiutie blushed, glared at the ministers viciously, and asked word by word.

"The ministers don't dare. Please take back your order! The ministers knelt in a hula, and a few bowed their heads, but most of them still looked stubborn and refused to back down even a step.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Han Xiu only felt a tightness in his chest and shortness of breath. He never imagined that Mr. Mingde would have such prestige that he could make all the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty intercede for him.

"Come, Mr. Mingde is too old to be tired of government affairs, so he sent him back to his lodgings to rest. In addition, this person slandered the emperor's bloodline and damaged the reputation of the royal family, so he was dragged down and cut down! ”

Han Xiu gave the order for the third time.

Soon, some guards set Mr. Mingde away, and then re-restrained the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, allowing him to continue twisting and struggling, but he could not break free.

"Faint King, you will be punished sooner or later! You are cruel and murderous, you are stubborn and self-serving, you force the founding heroes to eat human flesh, and you also want to kill loyal and good ministers, if you do this, Dashun will soon die! ”

The waiter of the Ministry of Rites was dragged to the door, but he still struggled to twist his head and roared angrily in the direction of Han Xiu.

Although, as early as when he agreed to this, he was told the end he would face, but when death really came, he would still be unwilling. His heart was beating faster, his throat was burning, his eyes were splitting, and he couldn't wait to rush to the front of the dragon chair, drag Han Xiu down, and break him into pieces!

However, he could not do anything.

Except for the dead ......

and hard work without fear of death.

"The ministers will be in the Nine Secluded Mansion, waiting for your arrival! The minister will watch you become a slave to the country, and watch you push yourself to death step by step! There was a look of mockery in the eyes of the waiter of the Ministry of Rites.

"Shut his mouth up! Chop! Han Xiu almost got up on the case.

……

Southwest along the Turbid River.

Shi Wen stood by the river and looked up in the direction of Xianyang.

He suddenly felt something in his heart just now, and another star had fallen in the direction of Xianyang. Shi Wen didn't even have to go to divination, nor did he have to watch the sky at night, to know that it was the waiter of the Ministry of Rites who had an accident.

At the beginning, when he left the capital, he handed over part of the layout to the waiter of the Ministry of Rites. From that moment on, the squire of the Ministry of Rites was destined to die.

It is a necessary sacrifice and one that cannot be avoided.

However, even so, Shi Wen's expression was still a little gloomy, and he looked at the surging river from afar without saying a word.

It was he who asked Zhou Shilang to send him to death. Even if he had explained the results in advance, he couldn't help but feel guilty when it really happened.

"The old man assures you with the head of the Xiang that your sacrifice this time will not be in vain! It won't be long before the old man will get justice for you. Shi Wen poured a glass of wine and slowly sprinkled it into the river.

Such a Linjiang sacrifice is Shi Wen's final tribute to Zhou Shilang.

Bureau, he has laid it out. Now we just need to hold on, wait for the situation to ferment further, and then wait for that great change to come.

……

About five days later.

"Report - Your Majesty, there is an urgent report from the border pass!"

This time, the military report did not pass through the Ministry of War, but was directly sent to Han Xiu. The three generals who stayed on the front line actually sent a letter to each of them.

"What? The army is defeated?! Han Xiucai opened one and jumped up from the chair in surprise.

The army is defeated! A city has been lost! Chu Yang personally led the troops to attack, and the two fierce generals under Chu Yang actually gathered all their forces and concentrated on attacking Dashun's station.

In just half a day's effort, the Dashun army was beaten and fled in all directions.

Han Xiu finally conquered the country, but it only took more than a month to lose a city.

"Lack of food! How can there be a shortage of food? I obviously left so much military salary! Han Xiu only felt depressed in his heart, holding his breath in his throat, and couldn't spit it out.

"What? King Yue transferred back the food and salary from the front? Say it's for the victims? Who gave him such guts?! Han Xiu slapped the table angrily, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

How is this possible?

How is this possible!

King Yue also led troops to fight, how could he not know the importance of food?

Moreover, Shi Jiao'e has solved the food problem of the victims. At such a critical moment, how could King Yue want to transfer back the army's food and salary?

It's incredible!

"Come on, immediately declare the king of Yue into the palace! I have something important to ask him! Han Xiu pinched the letterhead in his hand, and with ten percent of the strength in his hand, it seemed that his bones were white.

He opened two more letters, the contents of which were much the same, both reporting on the fighting situation at the front.

However, the only difference is the time when the letter is written.

The first letter was relatively early, and a city had been lost, and the people and the army were a little panicked. At the time of the second letter, the Dashun army had already lost two cities in a row, and they were also blocked in the city by Chu Yang's army.

There was a lack of food and grass, insufficient food, and the morale of the army was unstable......

At this moment, the Dashun army is facing countless difficulties.