The heavy snow quietly stopped at some point, and a hint of white was faintly revealed in the sky, and it was almost dawn.

This night, the people of the entire imperial city did not sleep well, and all of them spent it in panic, because from time to time there were bursts of fighting and screams in the city, and some were even outside their homes.

Chongde Palace, is the Emperor of the Jin State Wanyan Wu begging to buy the government, before dawn, the hundred officials have already come early, the city is in chaos, they can't be chaotic.

But when His Majesty their Emperor came to the palace, they were all in disarray.

Wu Qimai was still unharmed, neatly dressed, and still walked into the hall very calmly, and then came to the dragon throne, but there were two and a half children around him, and the two boys were both lazy, and they walked in with the emperor with their arms in their arms.

Whose kid is so unruly? Is this His Majesty's new Imperial Guard?

Everyone was thinking about this question in their hearts, but when they saw it clearly, no one dared to doubt it, because they saw that the two boys were holding a black and heavy fire gun in their hands, and the direction of the fire gun was Wu Qimai, their Emperor Majesty.

That's not all, and then everyone found that there was another person next to Wu Qimai, with his hands behind his back, looking around as he walked, as if he was a tourist enjoying the fun.

The hall was suddenly boiling, and the emperor did not dare to make a mistake above, so they only dared to whisper below, but this also made the hall full of buzzing sounds, as if there were thousands of flies flying.

Wu Qimai sat down, and beside him were Li Meng and Gao Chong, still standing behind him on the left and right, and the fire gun in his hand was not put down, still pointing at him.

The ministers below couldn't sit still, this was a blatant threat to His Majesty the Emperor, and it was a big crime that lawlessness had to be beheaded all over the house!

Immediately, more than a dozen courtiers jumped out to ask, but they were dumbfounded as soon as they came out, because they saw that the dynasty was extremely vigorous, and the first person next to the emperor also came in, but he didn't care about the strange and dangerous three people on the side of the dragon throne at all, but just stood quietly to the side, lowered his eyebrows, and seemed to have nothing to do with him.

How can it be? He is the first to be in charge, and the front division of the palace is under his control, so it stands to reason that he should be the first to attack anything unfavorable to the emperor in the court, but why doesn't he care?

At this moment, Wu Qimai spoke, waved his sleeves and said lightly: "Okay, let's stand back, nothing to do with you." ”

"Uh......"

The courtiers who stood up were a little dumbfounded, and they could only stand back in the queue one after another, and a few of them were still thinking about whether the emperor was coerced to say this, so their eyes rolled and they were about to find a way to save the driver, but they saw Wu Qimai and smiled: "Okay, these two are my children, it's okay." ”

Well, you are the emperor and you are the master, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter.

The rest of the people also stood back, but their faces were still full of confusion.

Xu Zizhen strolled around the hall curiously, looking here and there, the palace, this is the palace of the Emperor of Jinguo, who can visit so freely? The harem has already been seen, and now I look at the court, and visit it in front of the emperor? Awesome, no?

It's just that he thinks he is a great archaeologist, but others see him as if he is a hillbilly entering the city.

After looking around, he gradually felt bored, because the palace that Wu begged bought was really not good, not to mention the rough workmanship, it was quite small, so he said that the main hall of this administration, except for the dragon chair that the emperor sat on, was considered to be a good craft, and it was also covered with a brocade dragon jacket, everything else was only a few better than their landlord's house.

Wu Qimai was not surprised, he watched him wander around with a smile, and when he saw him walking back, he beckoned: "Come on, show Mr. a seat." ”

There was a low exclamation from below, how could this person sit here? Moreover, His Majesty the Emperor is talking about watching seats, not giving seats.

The palace lieutenant quickly moved a stool, hesitated for a moment and put it in front of the hundred officials, that is, close to the position of the book, Xu Zizhen was honestly unpolite, pulled the stool to the dragon seat, sat down, and raised Erlang's legs by the way.

The hundred officials are no longer able to complain, they all just don't see it, anyway, the emperor doesn't care, and he doesn't care about it, it's their business, and they are all exhausted all night, how can they care about this.

Speaking of which, none of the people present this night had a good night's sleep, and every mutiny and disaster in the city touched their hearts, among them were the emperor's faction, some of the Wanyan Jing faction, and there were also those of the Wanyan Jing faction, and the Wanyan Jing rebellion had spread to all of their ears in a short period of time, so each of them was worried.

Once a son of heaven and a courtier, no matter what the result of this night is, there will definitely be a group of these people who will be cleaned up, as for who it is, I don't know yet, but now that the emperor is here, Wan Yanjing has not appeared, and some people's faces have changed.

There were a lot of people in the hall, but it was surprisingly quiet at this time, Wu Qimai glanced at everyone, and said: "Last night, Wan Yan Jing entered the palace without being called, wanting to force me to be in him. ”

The pot exploded with a bang at the bottom, in fact, everyone knew about it, but now that the emperor said it himself, the meaning was different, they returned to quiet after a short period of noise, and looked at Wu Qimai, but Wu Qimai kept silent.

After Yan Jing's mutiny forced the palace, what was the result, you are not dead, but is Yan Jing dead?

Many people want to ask this question, but no one dares to ask.

At this moment, they were shocked to see that Wu Qimai, their Emperor Majesty, turned his head and asked Xu Zizhen: "Sir, is Wanyan Jing dead?" ”

Xu Zizhen raised his eyelids and looked at the sky outside the hall, and said, "Oh, it's dawn?" That's going to be soon, wait and see. ”

"Okay."

Wu begged to buy a sigh and shut up again.

The ministers below only felt like a hundred claws scratching their hearts, and they couldn't say uncomfortable, but in this case, they could only stay quiet and wait, but they didn't know what the result was, and who the goods above were.

About a pillar of incense passed, suddenly a palace lieutenant stepped into the hall quickly, looked left and right, and then cautiously came to the side of the book and whispered something, he was just a small palace captain, but he was not qualified to report to the emperor directly, even if he told the emperor, he was already bold.

His eyes suddenly lit up, and he stepped out of the queue and said, "Your Majesty, there is a Song man Xu XVII outside the hall who asks to see you." ”

Wu Qimai's eyes lit up: "Xuan! ”

A man in black came in outside the hall, very young, very handsome, carrying a cloth bag in his hand, after entering the hall, he saw Wu Qimai and Xu Zizhen sitting above, walked straight up, and arched his hand: "The master of the family, the old thief of Wanyan Jing has been ambushed, and his son Chi Nuer has escaped." ”

Bang!

The cloth bag was thrown to the ground, and the bones rolled a few times, revealing one of the bloody heads.