"Is it really that serious?"

King Chengjun frowned, his eyes flickered, and he said in disbelief.

"Lord Wang!"

"If it gets worse, it's only going to get worse. ”

"The merchants, and the wealth they hold, all went out. The North County will be completely turned into an empty shell!"

"The people have no jobs, the soldiers have no food, and the yamen has no taxes, and it feels terrible to think about it!"

Hearing King Chengjun's inquiry, several officials in cyan official robes standing respectfully below couldn't help but exchange glances, and then nodded heavily at the same time, saying without any hesitation.

"I see!"

"What's the solution?"

King Chengjun is not a mediocre person, so when he heard the report of his subordinates, he instantly realized the seriousness of the matter. Asked a little anxiously.

After discussion, the subordinates and others unanimously agreed. ”

"If we want to solve the current predicament, we must implement the law of the pre-Qin period and encourage agricultural business!"

"Only in this way can the businessmen be retained. ”

One of the older officials walked out of the crowd, held the jade wat in his hand high, and said with a solemn face.

"Restore the law of the pre-Qin Dynasty!"

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

"The law of the pre-Qin dynasty is fierce, and the second died, and it is precisely for this reason that all dynasties and dynasties have avoided it!"

"What kind of intentions do you want this king to restore the pre-Qin law in his territory?"

King Chengjun's face suddenly turned pale, his eyes kept flashing, and he asked loudly.

"This!"

"The prince forgives his sins!"

"The lower officials don't dare... ”

Listening to King Chengjun's angry snort, the Tsing Yi official, who was a little older, suddenly fell to his knees and pleaded with a pale face.

The others also bowed their heads with fear on their faces, not daring to make eye contact with King Chengjun.

"The prince forgives his sins!"

"I can't wait!"

"Humph!"

"I don't dare... ”

"Restore the law of the pre-Qin, don't mention it!"

King Chengjun's eagle-like gaze crossed everyone's faces, and after a while, he said faintly.

"But... ”

"But the merchants kept fleeing. ”

"If this continues, my northern county will definitely fall into turmoil!"

Seeing that King Chengjun's tone was firm, everyone couldn't help but subconsciously shrink their heads, but there were also people who were upright by nature and made direct admonitions.

"If it really comes to that time, my Beijun will die without a fight, and at that time, the prince will be the sinner of Beijun!"

"Bold!"

King Chengjun's face suddenly turned pale, his palms slapped heavily on the table, his eyes flickered, and he looked around like a lion and tiger.

"What a daring!"

"How dare you say that my northern county will perish!"

"How dare you say that this king will become a sinner!"

"Do you think that this king really doesn't dare to kill you?"

"Or do you think that the king's sword is not good?"

"The prince can kill Weichen!"

"After all, the king let the ministers die, and the ministers have to die!"

"However, the words in Weichen's chest are not unhappy!"

"Zhibei County is a corner of the country, and there are no more than 10,000 soldiers, so there is nothing to worry about. ”

"But why did you get into such a situation today?"

"Wechen believes that although it is the talent and wisdom of the sentence, but the more important reason is that our administrative philosophy is biased... ”

"Although the prince has made many achievements in the military!"

"But I don't understand the law of internal affairs, and I don't know the art of managing the middle!"

"Today's disaster is no longer known in the north, let alone in the Zhang family, but in His Highness!"

Wang Baiduan looked at King Chengjun's annoyed and angry face, knowing that he would die today, he simply put everything aside and said in a solemn voice.

"The law of the ancestors is important. ”

"But, for thousands of years, the vicissitudes of life ... People's hearts are good!"

"If you don't change the law, it's not enough to correct the people's hearts!"

"If you don't change the law, it's not enough to settle the law!"

"If you don't change the law, it's not enough to rejuvenate North County!"

"You!"

"You!"

"You're such a big guts!"

"How dare you deceive the king like this!"

"Drag it out!"

"Drag this rebellious thief out for this king... ”

Listening to Wang Baiduan's almost accusatory words, King Chengjun's face suddenly turned dark, and he roared with trembling anger.

He is the youngest son of Emperor Qianpan, and he is the vassal king of Beijun. Identity is the most precious, from childhood to adulthood, no one dares to criticize mercilessly.

The most terrifying thing is that if Wang Baiduan's remarks circulate today.

The people of Beijun are bound to be coerced, after all, people instinctively sympathize with the weak.

At that point, his reputation will surely suffer.

Moreover, Wang Baiduan's slogan of changing the law made him even more shocked.

You must know that Daqian's decree was derived from Taizu's "Three Chapters of the Law", although successive emperors have perfected it. But, all the time.

The great cadres govern the country with benevolence and filial piety.

The law of the ancestors represents the fundamental, how can it be changed at will?

Therefore, listening to Wang Baiduan's voice asking for a change in the law, King Chengjun's eyes suddenly lingered with murderous aura.

"No!"

"No!"

Dressed in gold armor and wearing a golden helmet on his head, the samurai with a golden hammer in his hand hurriedly stepped forward, his palms sticking out like eagle claws.

Although Wang Baiduan has some cultivation, he is far from the golden gourd warrior.

You must know that every golden gourd warrior is a master above the innate level. They are usually not only the honor guards of the king of Chengjun, but also the personal guards of the king of the county.

Moreover, Wang Baiduan has long been determined to die, how can he resist?

Even, to a certain extent, Wang Baiduan couldn't wait for Chengjun to hammer him to death in court.

In this way, he will be able to fulfill his reputation as a loyal servant, and it is impossible to say that thousands of years from now, he will still be sacrificed by the world because of today's events.

Wang Baiduan is not the only one who thinks the same way.

Therefore, when the golden gourd warrior went to the palace, the eyes of the other civil officials not only did not show fear, but showed a trace of excitement that could not be concealed!

"Lord Wang!"

"Lord Wang!"

"Lord Wang, keep people under the knife!"

Seeing the golden gourd warrior enter the flower hall, the remaining Tsing Yi officials immediately reacted, and stepped forward one by one without fear of death, shouting loudly.

"Lord Wang, although Lord Wang's words are inappropriate, what he says is the words of the old man!"

"Lord Wang!"

"The official is not guilty!"

"Please also ask the prince to take back his fate!"

"Don't chill the hearts of officials!"

"Lord Wang's heart to serve the country with his fists, heaven and earth can be learned!"

"It is imperative to change the law!"

"Change!"

"The law must be changed!"

"Otherwise, if I wait for Beijun, we will definitely become clouds!"

"Changing the law is the only way out for North County!"

"On behalf of the people of the city in Beijun, we plead with the prince. ”

"Change!"

"Change!"

"You guys!"

"You want to force the palace to fail... ”

Looking at the officials who knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing like puppets, King Chengjun's face became even more swarthy****** palace!

This is the forced palace!

He never thought that these officials would dare to force the palace!