Qin Junjia was very satisfied with Tang Daoren's gaffe, and the demotion he said was to scare Tang Daoren and save him from being dizzy and making trouble in front of him. Turning his gaze to An Qianhou, Qin Junjia couldn't help frowning, this smelly and hard stone in the mouth pit was not so easy for Tang Daoren to dismiss.

"Marquis An, you said that the Nine Princes are guilty, so you tell me, who should be sent to replace the Nine Princes in the war in Dongcang? You think that the Nine Princes were not effective before the war, so why didn't you come and tell me that it was not appropriate for the Nine Princes to lead the troops before the Nine Princes set out on the expedition? "Although Qin Junxiu left a little leeway for An Qianhou, it was not like pulling out a few sticks like Tang Daoren, but his sentences were as sharp as a sword.

Oh, you said that the Nine Princes didn't do a good job, so who can do it well? You said that the Nine Princes did not do this properly, so why didn't you say it earlier? Why did you go earlier? Qin Junxiu stared straight at Marquis An with an angry face but a blank look, after he ascended the throne, he was very courteous to the old ministers, but these people don't know what to do, and they like to rely on the old and sell the old.

"This ...... This ......" Marquis An's wrinkled face flushed unnaturally, he didn't expect the emperor to throw the question to him, and let him give an answer in front of the civil and military officials. An Xianghou, who has always been brave and unscrupulous, was completely stunned in his mind.

The little hearts of the crowd couldn't stand it anymore. Oh mom, the emperor is too sharp. The emperors are usually gentle and humble and respectful, and such a sharp and unconcealed emperor is too strange. Those who were already glad that they didn't talk too much just now undoubtedly prayed to Amitabha Buddha again. Everyone silently mourned An Xianghou in the bottom of their hearts, and the stubborn old man who has been able to speak for a lifetime is planted in his own mouth this time.

An Xianghou's ears were buzzing, and his cloudy eyes could only see countless pairs of joking, mocking, or playful eyes staring at him from all directions, and his mind was like a tsunami, full of various voices urging him over and over again: "Say! Say! Say it! ”

An Qianhou's lips trembled, and he helplessly and helplessly pulled up the last trace of stubbornness in his heart, "Minister...... The minister felt that the Nine Princes were guilty, and he was guilty of losing the battle......"

Qin Junjia's eyes were slightly closed, and the essence of his anger shot at An Qianhou, who was standing there helpless and unrepentant, and he was about to scold, who knew that at this time, Xue Mingyu on the side stood up from his seat again, interrupting his angry anger.

"Your Majesty, the courtiers have something to say about Marquis An's words." The cold smile on the corner of his mouth was surprisingly elegant and noble in the brilliant lights, and Xue Mingyu stepped forward and gave a blessing.

Qin Junjia suppressed the anger in his chest and abdomen, and nodded slightly, "Ninth Princess, please speak." Come and give a seat to the nine princesses. ”

The audience listened, it's over, the nine princesses haven't said anything yet, so I'll give the seat first. And over there, An Xianghou's old face full of folds is the same as the color palette, sometimes red, sometimes green, and sometimes white, that's it, this momentum, An Xianghou is in danger.

The two fathers-in-law brought a wide-backed chair, Xue Mingyu gave another blessing, thanked him, and then sat down lightly in the corner, and the all-round bearing made everyone present breathtaking. The face given by others must be cherished by yourself. She is not An Xianghou, an old face who doesn't know anything about pity. The latest chapter of "It's Hard for a Daughter to Marry" is free for the first time.