Du Rangneng bowed his head and bowed respectfully to Joey, and said softly, "Of course the old minister knows what he is doing, and the canonization of the new monarch is related to the fortune of the Tang Dynasty, how can it be child's play?" ”

"Master Du is right!"

"Lord Du is not a loss for the humerus of the country, and he is old and serious!"

"Queen Mother, don't object anymore, do you really want to cause the Tang Society to be doomed?"

……

People in King Ji's camp came out one after another to support Du Rangneng, accusing Joey of ignoring the overall situation, being selfish, and only caring about his own interests, but causing the Tang Dynasty to ignore it.

And the ministers of the royalist party looked at Joy a little unbearably, but they didn't know what to do, they were all Zhao Fan's descendants, but when Du Rangneng and Kong Wei both expressed their support for the canonization of the new monarch, they could only choose to remain silent.

"You... You guys... It's really infuriating! Joey grabbed the table, flipped it to the ground, and shouted angrily.

The ministers below were all expressionless, and the ministers of King Ji's camp were even more happy, as if the more Joey lost his mind, the happier they became.

And those royalists and centrists shook their heads gently, secretly lamenting that Joey was too uncalm, so irritable, I am afraid it will only backfire.

"Why is Niangniang so angry, is it because she is angry?" King Ji glanced at Joey with a sneer and said disdainfully.

"Do you know what is the trend of the times, and manpower is unstoppable? Could it be that Niangniang really wants to fight against the entire court with her own strength? ”

"Don't you have any other ideas? Not to mention the child in the mother's womb, whether it is a man or a woman, whether it is His Majesty's or not, it is not yet known. A minister from King Ji's camp stood up and said with his neck stalked.

"You... You rebels, how dare you speak outrageously! Joey almost fainted when he heard this, and pointed to the ministers in the audience and scolded angrily.

"You bully the blood of the queen mother and Your Majesty so much, have you ever asked me about the 200,000 soldiers of the Heavenly Mandate Army?"

Just when Joey was clutching his chest and a little at a loss, Fu Qinghe suddenly stood up, pointed at the ministers and yelled viciously, "I don't care how you make a fuss, but if anyone wants to bully His Majesty's widow's bloodline, then they have to step on my Fu Qinghe's corpse!" ”

As Fu Qinghe spoke, the soldiers of the Praetorian Guard outside the hall also rushed in, and the repeater crossbow in his hand pointed directly at the ministers, firmly surrounding them.

"General Fu, what are you doing!" King Ji's face turned pale again, and he pointed at Fu Qinghe and said angrily.

"General Fu, don't you want to rebel?" Du Rangneng glanced at Fu Qinghe unhappily, and then said coldly.

"Arrogant and domineering, he is not a son of man, he is not a son of man!" A silver-haired old minister jumped up and stomped his feet.

All of a sudden, the ministers blew up their nests, jumped up and scolded Fu Qinghe, completely ignoring the Praetorian Guard soldiers with sharp weapons, and they were quite fearless of death.

Of course, these ministers also felt that Fu Qinghe would never dare to make a move in this court, so they let go of their hands and feet one after another, and said all kinds of evil words to each other.

"Noise, come on, arrest the old man who just insulted the queen's mother, and drag him outside the palace to correct the law on the spot!" Fu Qinghe, who didn't have a chance to get excited, waved his hand lightly and said to the soldiers of the Praetorian Guard.

"Yes!"

The soldier of the Praetorian Guard didn't say much, nodded in response, and rushed into the crowd, grabbed the guy who had just suspected that the child in Joey's belly was not pure, and threw him on the ground, and four or five soldiers swarmed him up and tied him up in an instant.

"What are you going to do? On this big hall, you dare to bind the ministers of the court, do you want to rebel and punish the nine clans? The minister was pinned to the ground, struggled frantically, and shouted at the soldiers behind him.

"Bundle? No, no, no, I've already said that I'm killing you, not tying you up. Fu Qinghe glanced at the minister playfully and said coldly

"You guys! What do you want to do? Lord, lord save me, lord save me! Seeing Fu Qinghe's murderous intent, the minister didn't seem to be joking, and hurriedly shouted at King Ji.

"What are you guys still doing in a daze, drag them out, and rectify the Fa on the spot!" Fu Qinghe frowned, glared at the soldiers, and waved his hand.

"Yes!"

When several soldiers of the Praetorian Guard heard the order, they dragged the minister out without saying a word, as if dragging a dead pig.

The minister struggled desperately, but his body, which had been corroded by wine and meat for a long time, was the opponent of these sturdy Praetorian Guard soldiers, and under the "intimate" care of the soldiers, it was clear that he was cleaned up in two clicks, and he was carried out like a chicken, and his mouth could only make a moaning sound, as if he was protesting something.

Not long after the soldiers dragged the minister out, a scream was heard outside, and then a Praetorian Guard soldier walked in slowly carrying a tray, and everyone looked intently at the head of the minister on the tray.

Under Fu Qinghe's iron-blooded shock, the ministers only felt that the temperature of the entire hall had dropped by several degrees, and those ministers who had just generously made a crusade against Fu Qinghe were silent one by one, looking at him as if they were looking at a monster, for fear that he would suddenly burst out and give himself a head to the ground.

"Does anyone else have an opinion?" Fu Qinghe lowered his head, held a knife in his hand and kept shaving his nails, and said lightly.

"You!" King Ji stretched out his hand and pointed at Fu Qinghe, wanting to say something, but Fu Qinghe looked up and glared, and could only swallow all the unfinished words into his stomach under his murderous eyes.

"In this case, the general will no longer consult the opinions of the adults, the throne, the inheritance of the blood of His Majesty in the womb of the queen, you all step down." Fu Qinghe glanced at King Ji with disdain, and seemed a little disappointed, why didn't he pounce on him and fight hard, and then waved his hand, like a fly, and drove the ministers out of the hall.

King Ji's face was ugly, and he wanted to step forward to argue a few more words, but he was stopped by several ministers around him, and Zhang Jun also shook his head at King Ji, signaling him to be calm and go back.

The court meeting broke up unhappily, everyone was not very happy, and Fu Qinghe became a thorn in the side of many people, he Fu Qinghe, as a military general, what right did he have to be a court minister to death when the palace?

In the end, although Fu Qinghe played a prestige, he didn't get anything substantial, but offended King Ji's camp to death, and now Du Rangneng and other ministers are vaguely on King Ji's side.

This can't help but make those neutral ministers faintly feel a little worried, these two sides have the support of the Manchu civil officials, and the other side holds military power, if it really makes a fuss, the last bit of national fortune of the Tang Dynasty will really be lost.

(End of chapter)