Chapter 212: Counting is Counting
The emperor asked himself if he was not stupid, how could he do such a thing that threatened the Yan Kingdom, even if he really wanted to cede the land for compensation one day, it would be cut from other places, and he could not be at the border.
There is no danger to defend, and the eldest prince also knows that his emperor's dragon chair is unstable, he wants to be the emperor, but he doesn't want to be an unpeaceful emperor.
staring at the serious face of the national teacher, the conclusive tone made the eldest prince understand that the national teacher was not lying, and the second prince wanted to kill himself.
Even if he doesn't die this time, he will file it with the emperor, and the emperor will definitely not dare to pass the throne to him, the most important thing in the emperor's heart is not his son, but Yan Guo and the dragon chair.
The eldest prince's face began to sweat, and he turned in circles faster, and his mouth kept muttering, what should I do? What to do?
Is it useful to go to the emperor to sue the second child for framing now? Did it work? The eldest prince's mind was in a mess
There is his seal on the contract, as well as the seal of the envoy of Xiling, and the prince of Xiling signed it as a guarantee, and this evidence is too complete.
Of course, the Xiling envoy will definitely not admit it, and must think that this is a frame-up, the problem is that it doesn't matter whether the Xiling envoy admits it or not, it is enough for the emperor to admit it.
The eldest prince turned around again, and suddenly knelt down in front of the national teacher with weak legs and begged: "The national teacher save me, this palace doesn't want to die yet." ”
The national teacher's fat cheeks twitched fiercely, his movements were faster than his brain, and he quickly pulled the eldest prince up, he knew that the eldest prince was a cautious person.
How long does it take to wash this kneeling to wash it white, unlucky, it's so unlucky! The national teacher once again regretted being here.
He should have withdrawn in time, without the eldest prince and the fourth prince, it may not be a dead end.
As for the three princes of Xiao Transparent, the national teacher felt that it was not important, and a prince with no sense of existence was not worthy of his attention.
"National teacher, save me." The eldest prince ran out of tricks, panicked, held the fat arm of the national teacher and begged again, he didn't want to fall out of favor and didn't want to miss the dragon chair.
He has thought about training, he has chosen the territory, he has sent people to start contact with Mobei, and he still has a lot of important things to do.
The national teacher turned Xuan's mung bean-sized eyes, and there was a glint in his slender eyes, and it was not impossible to save the eldest prince, but he didn't know if the eldest prince was ruthless enough.
There was a whisper in the ear of the eldest prince, and the eldest prince's eyes opened wide when he listened, revealing an expression of disbelief, would this be too ruthless.
"Listen to me, you can't be wrong." The national teacher nodded solemnly, and his tone was serious, "Don't you want to turn the tables?" If you take advantage of this matter to hit the second prince hard, what do you think the emperor will think? ”
What do you think? He will be very disappointed, fratricidal is not a good thing, the emperor will definitely be disappointed, no matter how cold he is, he will value power again, and he doesn't want his sons to frame each other and put each other to death.
"National teacher, I listen to you." The eldest prince's eyes flashed fiercely, the second prince had behaved so well during this time, and the eldest prince felt that he had to take the lead.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the time of the early dynasty came, and the general stood at the head of the generals and walked into the hall in a neat line.
Among the civil officials, Wu Anbo lowered his eyebrows and followed the team, and he did not have the arrogance of being favored, and he was low-key and made people want to ignore him.
The second prince walked in front, his eyes looked around from time to time, but he didn't see the eldest prince appear, and he was faintly uneasy, not knowing what tricks the eldest prince was playing.
Forget it, no matter how the eldest prince plays, he will die this time.
The second prince thought of what he was going to do later, and a faint smile rose on the corner of his mouth.
The fourth prince walked behind the second prince, looked up and looked ahead, today the front is very deserted, only the second child is alone, very quiet, not as lively as in the past.
Emperor Yan walked onto the dragon chair, glanced around with a cold gaze, and then sat down, the hundred officials bowed their heads and stepped forward to salute, Emperor Yan condescendingly looked at the courtiers kneeling at his feet, and raised his hand to help.
The hundred officials returned to their positions, and the sharp voice of Gonggong Qing sounded in the main hall.
Everyone is used to this sound, after Qinggong shouted, the hundred officials felt very comfortable, and then it was their turn to perform.
According to the convention, the first book is naturally the left and right phases, and then according to the official order, today's left and right phases are a little quiet, and there is no play.
The princes did not have a script, and for a while it seemed a little quiet, and the atmosphere was unusual, and Emperor Yan felt it.
The majestic eyes swept over the hundred officials again, and Emperor Yan's heart was a little annoyed, every time he did this beforehand, he had already guessed that the next would be the home of the imperial history.
Who are you going to participate in this time? I think the official position is not low, but the official position is low, not this atmosphere.
The hundred officials communicated with each other and cooperated with each other, which made Emperor Yan very annoyed in his heart, and the hundred officials were too united with him, and it was not easy for him to be the emperor.
The officials are not united, and the government affairs are not easy to implement, alas, it is difficult to be the emperor these days. Emperor Yan sighed in his heart, and saw Yu Shi Zhongcheng walking out of the class, with a dignified face.
This expression does not need to ask the officials who participate in the staff are at least second-grade officials, Emperor Yan looked at the color and guessed, and sat back and waited for the performance of Zhongcheng in the imperial history.
Sure enough, Yu Shi Zhongcheng came to the center of the main hall, and kowtowed to Emperor Yan a few times before he opened his mouth, and the old tears slid down the furrows on his cheeks.
This expression, this action, everyone who watched it was stunned, and even Emperor Yan was stunned by this operation.
What's going on? There is not much wrong in today's imperial history.
"Love to talk, what's wrong with you?" Emperor Yan really wants to ask, do you have a terminal illness?
The hundred officials showed curious expressions, staring closely at Yu Shi Zhongcheng, and some people observed the expression of the Yu Shi Da, trying to guess something from his face.
"Your Majesty!" As soon as Cheng opened his mouth in the imperial history, the tears flowed even more fiercely.
The emperor shouted that everyone had goosebumps, and even Emperor Yan shook a spirit, this routine is a little incomprehensible.
Yu Shi Zhongcheng wanted to perform a heartache of loyal ministers, but he didn't expect the performance to be a bit excessive, and he was stared at by everyone.
The dignified prince signed such a contract with Xiling, it is normal for him to be heartbroken and desperate, he can't see the future hope of Yan Guo, it is inappropriate not to make this expression, and the performance is perfect.
Yu Shi Zhongcheng cheered himself up in his heart, and then he took out his folded hands and raised them high, crying silently, his voice was full of sadness, and he was desperate for the future of Yan Kingdom.
Emperor Yan looked at the expression of Zhongcheng in the imperial history, his cheeks twitched several times, and he had a bold guess in his heart, this time I am afraid that it is the prince who participates, and the crime is still very big.
With the narration of Zhongcheng in the imperial history, the crime is indeed very big, the big hundred officials changed color, Emperor Yan was angry, and the first object of Emperor Yan's anger was not the prince, but Zhongcheng in the imperial history.
"Love to talk, do you know what you're talking about?" Emperor Yan's voice was cold and full of murderous aura, and he remembered in his mind: The five sons of the Dead Yan are also!
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