There is a strange silence in the northern court today.

Since Fuso came to power, many people did not obey him at first, and later died tragically under the tyranny of Fuso. It is a true portrayal of Fuso.

said that it was the court, and now it is estimated that those who really dare to speak are almost dead.

At this time, I could hear Fusang's deliberately provocative words, if those two old counselors were still there, it was estimated that they would be admonished by death again.

Rao was like this, and the old ministers were also scared. He didn't even dare to look at the face of the Great Zhou envoy.

He knelt on the ground with a single rub, "The Holy One said cautiously. "The look of daring to be angry and not daring to speak is simply smacking.

It is said that when the emperor was in power, several old ministers in the court dared to fight. Now it's like a cat, I don't know how chilling it is.

Jiang Jinhui and the others stood in the court in a daze, their faces were gloomy, looking at Fusang who did not have the slightest guilt and regret, and asked with a calm face, "Your Majesty the Emperor, is this provoking my Great Zhou?" "The priest is supreme for the Great Zhou.

Even if the priest returned several times this time, there were mistakes, but because of Mo Qingye's shock several times, now the priest's reputation has reached an unprecedented high. In the past, the national teachers were high, making people unattainable, only in awe. Now Mo Qingye is even more popular with the people, and he has made several political achievements, so he is naturally above 10,000 people under Da Zhou.

It is Emperor Xiangwu, and now he can only pay attention to it and pay attention to it.

Fusang was just upset by Da Zhou before, and the evil fire had nowhere to occur for several days, so he was already in a hurry. Under his violent suppression, the court of this northern kingdom is almost the world of his own.

He knew what he was credited with, the ubiquitous secret guard behind him, and the army that fell into his hands in Rongsheng.

Now that Rong Sheng is gone, although he can barely hold that group of rough people, it is not a way after all.

Seeing that he didn't return to Fuyao for a long time, he was already full of tyranny in his heart. It was something that blurted out, but this would be a flash of inspiration for him.

Since you do not want to return it, then exchange it for people. Anyway, now Su Jinyan's life and death are unknown, and the two sides are already deadlocked. No one wants to do it first.

"Lord Jiang, it is said that the priest is still your nephew and daughter-in-law, right? Anyway, she can be regarded as an elder, why don't you call the shots and send her to my northern palace? I think that with her face, she can really have a place in the harem. Fuso sneered.

"Fuyao is the eldest princess of my northern country, and the priest is also under one person, such a valuable person, change it." Fuso smiled at the corner of his mouth, but that smile made people feel disgusting no matter how he looked at it.

What no one noticed was that the breath in the court was slightly colder. even with a bit of solemnity. A cool air swirled around everyone's necks. If someone can see it, I'm afraid they can see that under the dragon chair is the gathering place of spiritual energy. Mo Qingye was lying flat on the ground, cool, but she wore a lot, and she was not afraid of the cold and heat. It was Su Jinyan who estimated that he had suffered a lot before.

Mo Qingye pouted. The whole person is aggrieved. This girl, after recovering from her injuries, went out to jump again. The daughter-in-law didn't even come to see it. Mo Qingye lay pitifully under the dragon chair, in a really bad mood. In particular, there is a group of people outside who are still talking about her belonging.

Jiang Jinhui's expression changed slightly from the moment he felt that breath, as if he felt that this breath was a little familiar and a little chilly to the back of his head. It's inexplicably familiar.

But at this time, Lord Jiang was also angry. His nephew does not know whether he is alive or dead, but his niece and daughter-in-law are despised here. If it weren't for the diplomatic relations between the two countries, it is estimated that you would have to fight with your fists.

Everyone knows about Fuyao, and everyone understands if they don't go back to the north. But it's not easy to put it on the surface. can only stubbornly press and not let people go back. I didn't know that Fusang was so strong and shameless.

They are afraid of the face of the Great Zhou Beiguo, and they also want to leave a way for the child to live, if it is really put on face. I'm afraid that the first ones who can't bear it are those two children. How innocent.

"Your Majesty is so insincere. There's no need to talk about it. Although Jiang was ordered to negotiate peace, he was not so spineless. The priest is the belief of the Great Zhou, and the living Bodhisattva worshiped by the ten thousand people of the Great Zhou, Jiang, can not be her master! Jiang Jinhui was so angry that the roots of his teeth itched, but he also knew that he couldn't take half a point back in this matter.

Although the identity of the priest is not comparable to that of the emperor, the emperor is at the center of the power, and the priest is the bridge that stabilizes the hearts of the people. If he really suffered the slightest grievance, it is estimated that the emperor will not spare him.

As he spoke, Jiang Jinhui turned around directly. I'm going to leave with someone.

Fuso's eyes instantly flickered.

"Lord Jiang, is this because there is no one in my northern country, so I can come and leave if I want?" With a wave of Fusang's hand, the gate of the Jinluan Hall squeaked, and it was closed from the outside to the inside.

Jiang Jinhui and the others suddenly had a coldness on their eyebrows. "Your Majesty, what do you mean by this?" There is no half-emotion in the voice.

Those courtiers were stunned, they knew that their emperor was ruthless, cruel to his own people, and cruel to others. However, it has been a rule since ancient times that the two countries will not fight each other. What's more, Da Zhou still came to negotiate peace as a powerful country, and it was the northern country that took advantage. Fusang, this intention is to go its own way, but I am afraid that something big will happen.

"Holy one, never." Now, these old ministers who are afraid of death dare not hide anymore. On weekdays, the emperor tosses it, but he just thinks that sooner or later he will return to his hometown, and he will survive one day at a time. But now, this is going to take the whole northern kingdom to death.

"Holy Lord, the two armies will not fight each other. Even when the contradiction between our two sides was the deepest, there was no such thing, so don't break the rules. "Although the war was lost, everyone was also aggrieved. But His Majesty the Emperor blatantly wants his niece, and he is already constantly refreshing the lower limit of others. Now he is insulting the priests of the Great Zhou.

"Rules, rules are set by people." Fusang's cold eyes like a poisonous tongue made people shudder.

"Your Majesty must not come nonsense." The courtiers are going crazy. looked at the man in black who came out of nowhere, and his heart jumped.

If you start it today, I'm afraid that the northern kingdom and the Great Zhou will really be endless.

Those six men in black are the ubiquitous brocade guards. It belongs to Fusang alone, and only Fusang can be transferred. I don't know how many will die at their hands.

"The heavens are going to kill my northern country." An old minister couldn't control the sadness in his heart, so he wailed directly and knelt on the ground. Looking at the envoys of the Great Zhou who were tightly surrounded to protect Jiang Jinhui, a group of people looked sad.

I'm afraid there is no turning place for this matter. (To be continued.) )