This is the court meeting, and the remembrance of Liu Musong cannot be endless, Lin Haoyan stopped the tears that were about to gush out in time, he turned around and turned his back to the courtiers.

"Is that what you think?" Lin Haoyan asked.

"Yes!" The tea and salt officer replied.

"Who else thinks so?" Lin Haoyan asked in a deep voice.

Everyone knows that this responsibility will definitely be traced to the ninety-five supreme on the stage, although the night wolf is the murderer, but the night wolf belongs directly to the royal family, which means that it belongs directly to His Majesty in front of him. At this time, the so-called justice and morality have lost their role, justice is like a little girl who is afraid of ghosts, she must have enough companions to appear, and single-handedly justice is rare.

"Liu Musong's disciples have many disciples, and there are many peaches and plums all over the world, but now no one is willing to ask him for justice?" Lin Haoyan asked.

The court was silent, and no one dared to respond.

"Then I have come to ask for justice for him." Lin Haoyan whispered: "I am also a student of Liu Xiang. ”

There was an uproar in the audience, Liu Musong was the emperor's teacher, and indeed few people knew about it, and what shocked them even more was that Lin Haoyan personally ordered his teacher to be killed.

Lin Haoyan turned around, not because he didn't want to see the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military affairs, but because he wanted to see the suit of armor standing next to the throne. Since the founding emperor Lin Fengyi, there has been a custom of hanging armor next to the throne. Originally, because Lin Fengyi wanted to end the war as soon as possible and dominate the world, many military meetings often put on armor after the meeting. Gradually, after pacifying the world, he still hung his favorite set of armor on the shelf next to the throne, alerting himself to signal that it would not be easy to get the world soon. At the same time, it can also deter the ministers and dispel those bad thoughts. Later, Lin Haoyan was here, this was already an unwritten custom, a symbol of dignity, but Lin Haoyan had not experienced the battlefield, and his armor was just an ornament.

The ceremonial sword, including the armor side, is also an ornament. But Lin Haoyan didn't care, even the thin needle used for embroidery in his hand became the most terrifying weapon, and he went to get the ceremonial sword, just because the hilt of the sword was easier to hold.

The sword was unedged and did not glow with cold light, its body was slender and shiny, and it was as beautiful as a handicraft. Lin Haoyan danced a sword flower, even if he was influenced by Zhao Fu to switch to a sword, he was also a kendo master. It's just that he wields extremely fast, Lin Haoyan is not a street juggler, his sword flower never needs to be good-looking and ingenious, he just wants to make his sword faster.

This seems to be a kind of self-tempering, in the arduous, repeated and boring exercise, what Lin Haoyan has done is that he dances a whole sword flower, complete beauty, and the streamer on his sword has been taken back by him before he can throw it out.

Lin Haoyan has been the emperor for many years, but his martial arts have never fallen.

A flying body leaped up, and the sword light flickered and then immediately annihilated. And the tea and salt official of the household department, who was kneeling on the ground before, was hit by a sword in the head, and the sword pierced him. Insert it from the skull and nail it directly to the court.

The deceased didn't even have time to make a voice before he died, and he still had a frightened expression on his face. Blood poured out of his seven orifices and flowed to the ground.

Lin Haoyan walked to the throne step by step with his hands behind his back and sat down again.

"I tell you that it was none other than you who killed Liu Musong!" Lin Haoyan waved his hand and slapped all the documents on the table away. He didn't even have to think much about it to know that it must be prevaricating the new deal again, or the thief shouting to catch the thief to avenge the beheaded official, these things he didn't want to see.

"I asked Liu Xiang to retreat, but he bluntly said that he couldn't retreat, he could only die." Lin Haoyan said.

"It's not that Liu Xiang doesn't want to retreat, but he can't retreat, if he wants to retreat, he can only die." Lin Haoyan continued: "Liu Xiang committed suicide at home, and he was forced to die...... Night Wolf, did not make a move. ”

It's a bit far-fetched, but it has to be said.

"It's me who forced him, I admit it, but it's even more you! You can't afford to do it. Lin Haoyan said in a cold voice.

Then Lin Haoyan took out the thick suicide note, and he picked a paragraph and read it:

I have been an officialdom for half my life, an official to a deputy minister, and countless disciples, but I gradually can't see the direction clearly. The officialdom of the imperial capital has evolved into a huge net, and I am trapped in it, and by the time I find out, it is too late to get out...... I thought about it, but I couldn't recall the original intention when I entered the officialdom at the beginning of the year. When exactly did I lose it, and what exactly made me lose it? Probably because I couldn't let go, I weighed the lies that everything was okay to convince myself, and faked a prosperous world, I gradually became powerless to change, and lost the initial courage......

"You know what? Sir, he doesn't want anyone to lose, he's been protecting you, even this time! ”

"Sir is old, he should be like an old man, watching his children grow up, Sir has no children in his life, he treats us as his children...... Sir, he is officialdom, even if he doesn't want to, but that's it. ”

Lin Haoyan didn't know how to organize his thoughts, he had too much to say about Liu Musong, and too many evaluations to use, but the person was gone, and it was useless to say more, but it seemed more hypocritical.

"Buried in the rites of a state funeral." Lin Haoyan announced.

In the end, he mentioned: "Liu Musong doesn't want to die anymore, I also want to kill, everyone here can do it for themselves." ”

Lin Haoyan has been the emperor for many years, but the murderous aura brought out from the Night Wolf Force has never decreased.

Liu Musong's funeral was held at the highest standard. At the same time, in that gloomy room, Lin Sixing, who was in a wheelchair, was reprimanding his subordinates.

"Didn't you already get the list? How come so many people still died! ”

The subordinate fell to her knees and shivered, she didn't know why it was like this, the list was indeed real, and the dead were all on the list. But she also clearly informed the people on the list, it stands to reason that she should be prepared, even if the remote areas don't have time to react, why are there so many casualties around the imperial capital?

"The subordinates are incompetent...... The subordinates don't know, the subordinates have indeed notified you, but they don't know that they ......" The subordinate kowtowed again and again to admit his mistake: "The subordinate is willing to be punished." ”

Lin Sixing looked at his subordinates and sighed: "Forget it, you go back, don't make a mistake next time." ”

"Thank you, master!" The subordinate thanked him again and then retired.

Lin Sixing never figured it out, he also checked the list, it was indeed true, so why did he miscalculate? The way they deliver their messages is so secretive that they shouldn't be discovered. Lin Sixing understood that the problem was definitely not with his subordinates, so he easily let her go.

(End of chapter)