"He said he couldn't afford to wear the hat?"

Liu Hong suddenly stood up from the couch.

"I said he could wear it, and he would wear it!"

He was angry.

The face is hideous, and the momentum is extraordinarily domineering.

He slammed the iced grape fruit plate on the table to the floor of the palace, and the jade basin shattered in an instant, and the fragments splashed on the ground.

He stepped on the shards domineeringly, and all his anger rose to the extreme with that fall.

But only he knows that his domineering is just a disguise.

He doesn't have the kind of background that can be domineering.

was put on the throne when he was young, and he didn't have any hole cards and confidence to fight against General Dou, who was in full swing at that time.

But he learned to forbear, learned to take advantage of the situation, and learned to cultivate his own people.

So when he received the news that General Dou wanted to do something to the people in the palace, he gave the fatal blow that he had been preparing for a long time.

"September Coup"

This will be the shining point of his life, and it will also be a sublimation of his strength.

Having succeeded in getting rid of the powerful General Dou, Liu Hong felt that would be the glorious beginning of his leadership of this vast empire.

He hopes that he will be able to thive again.

It's a pity that he only knows how to calculate the mechanisms within the palace walls, and he only knows what it is like to be insidious and cunning, he only knows how to play with people's hearts, and only thinks about learning how to control the court in his own hands.

But he didn't find out.

I can't govern the country myself.

Therefore, the minister and the general, he used it in batches and discarded it in batches.

Most of the people who can be used and abandoned by him so repeatedly are cold, who will be loyal to him?

Maybe it's those who haven't met him yet.

Liu Hong is suspicious by nature and extremely confident.

He doesn't feel like he's at fault.

Because he thinks that all his starting points are to make this big man better.

Zhang Rang had chatted with him before and praised him for living transparently.

Because Liu Hong told him.

He wants to make this empire rich and strong, and he is not not keen on authority, but because he is extremely keen to control power in his own hands, he wants to make the empire stronger.

The stronger the empire, the greater his authority.

But Zhang Rang did not express his opinion.

Because he couldn't see through it either, he didn't dare to say it.

"Your Majesty, dissipate your anger."

Zhang Rang, who had just arrived outside the hall, happened to encounter this scene, and he hurriedly stepped forward.

Regardless of the fact that the jade fragments would hurt themselves, they hurriedly cleaned up the jade fragments on the ground, but they did not preach.

"Your Majesty, don't hurt yourself, just smash it on the old slave."

Zhang Rang wrapped the jade in pieces, and there were a lot of blood marks on his hands, all of which were scratched.

Looking at Zhang Rang, who was a little weak and powerless, Liu Hong's anger disappeared a lot.

He prides himself on being a wise man, and naturally feels that he must know how to listen to persuasion and be able to control people.

"I'm not angry, I'm not angry, why is my father doing this, come here, bandage it."

Liu Hong asked people to pass the imperial doctor, and he helped Zhang Rang to sit aside.

"Your Majesty, this arrangement has been carried out halfway, and it is quite smooth."

Zhang Rang first said the good news, and then asked cautiously: "Your Majesty is angry because of General Huangfu's matter?" ”

"Ha, Father doesn't have to be careful."

Liu Hong squeezed his smile and looked like he was talking.

Zhang ranggan laughed a few times.

You fucking emperor, you're so bad.

Trickster ......

No one who is careful will know where it is now.

Zhang Rang has been able to live for so many years, and he can sit firmly in the first place among eunuchs, doesn't it rely on this ability to figure out his heart?

"Huangfu Song, this old guy doesn't agree."

Liu Hong sighed.

This matter was discussed between him and Zhang Rang.

Sell the official beard.

Take the opportunity to support people to take the position.

Liu Hong has always regarded the people of the family and Jiangmen as imaginary enemies.

Once they have any deviant behavior, they will be directly sentenced by Liu Hong.

It is like the "change of the party" launched by him.

Because he was afraid of them, even if they didn't show their claws to him.

And Liu Hong is determined to be stronger than his ancestors and ancestors, so he will not just choose to support his relatives to ascend to the throne, he also wants to carry the businessmen who were once stuck in the promotion channel to the court and become a force that can be controlled by himself.

Let the family, the generals, and the scholars, which are intermingled with each other and cannot be distinguished, be restricted.

In his opinion, such a multi-pronged victory can not only improve his strength, but also fill his treasury.

"Actually, the old slave also encountered difficulties here."

Zhang Rang thought about it and told Liu Hong a question.

"The family requires that those who buy officials must be filial piety and honesty, and enter the official career ......"

Zhang Ranggang was halfway through speaking, and seeing that Liu Hong's expression tended to deteriorate again, he hurriedly made up the following words.

"But the old slave has won it back, as long as he raises filial piety."

"When the time comes, we just need to arrange for those people to be filial piety."

Liu Hong's face softened.

"Sure enough, my father is still reliable, these people from the family really have to make inches!"

Liu Hong gritted his teeth.

His determination to sell his official position is becoming more and more determined, and he must take complete control of this court into his own hands.

"Huangfu Song's side, I have to ask my father to go."

Liu Hong got up and asked the imperial doctor who came to clean Zhang Rang's wounds to help Zhang Rang with the dressing.

He paced to the front of the hall, fighting on the threshold of his calf, looking at the sky outside the palace.

This world is his.

No one can take any power away from him, and the people of the world must obey him!

But he didn't know it.

He is a person who only has an empty heart, but no power.

"What if he doesn't say yes?"

Zhang Rang stretched out his hand to ask the imperial doctor to clean the wound and asked out loud.

"Then he doesn't have to stay in Luoyang anymore."

Liu Hong turned his back to Zhang Rang and quietly looked outside the palace, his voice was faint and cold, making Zhang Rang shiver unconsciously.

Zhang Rang's teeth trembled slightly.

He knew what Liu Hong meant by this.

For no reason.

Zhang Rang also felt a trace of fear and fear.

If you lose your use in the future......

What will Liu Hong do to himself?

Huangfu Song, a veteran who has dedicated his life to the Han Dynasty and has made meritorious contributions to the horse, was able to be abandoned.

Zhang Rang had thoughts in his heart that shouldn't have come out.

No wonder this world, those families, those scholars, and those generals.

One by one, they will lose their trust in you and their recognition of you.

You know, after Liu Hong took the throne, how many families were actually doing their best for Liu Hong?

Behind Zhang Rang, there was a lot of cold sweat out of thin air.

"Yes, the old slave understands."

"Your Majesty."

From the side of the palace, there was a slight sound of footsteps suddenly, and neither Zhang Rang nor the imperial doctor could see if anyone had appeared.

But Liu Hong had an extra volume of documents in his hand out of thin air.

With his back to the Imperial Doctor and Zhang Rang, Liu Hong slowly opened the paperwork in his hand.

"Wang Fen of Jizhou wants to rebel and seek to establish the Marquis of Hefei."

"Looking for the former lieutenant, Jinan Prime Minister Cao Cao, Cao Cao, refused to be sick."

A thin piece of paper, but it contains terrifying information.

What kind of existence is the night owl in Liu Hong's hands?

Liu Hong tore the paper to shreds and spilled it on the ground.

If the heart is average.