After a week, the turmoil stopped for a while.

In Hanliang Palace, when the noon sun was scorching, Li Ping'an was sitting on the ground with a sword in his hand and wearing a rancid dragon robe.

The surrounding eunuchs and palace maids repeatedly dissuaded him, wanting to take off his rancid clothes and wash his body.

But when Li Ping'an waited for someone to approach him, he would wave the sword in his hand and let them throw a mouse trap.

After everyone was driven out of the palace by himself, Li Ping'an put down the sword in his hand and grabbed his long hair.

"In fact, none of the five ministers believed that I was crazy. That's why he sent so many imperial doctors to the palace to treat me, and he also wanted to tell the world that he was looking for the so-called famous doctors of the people for me, which was really ill-intentioned. ”

"They just want to spread the name of my 'crazy son' to the whole world. ”

"The only weapon I have now is my legitimate title as Emperor of the Tiansheng Dynasty. Now they are taking the handle that I have handed out with my own hand, and they want to cut off this last of my dependence. ”

"From now on, it doesn't matter if I'm really crazy or pretending to be crazy. I will become a puppet in their hands, and I will no longer have the right to reach out and threaten their rule. ”

"I was reassuring them, and I deliberately made a gesture of compromise and weakness. ”

"Next, it's time to clean up the eyes of the rest of the palace. Feng Linwan said with a sneer.

Sometimes a bad reputation is not necessarily a bad thing. Because when your reputation is bad, then you do anything bad, it's a matter of course.

Since the Son of Heaven is crazy, then the madman initiates madness, and likes to kill people with a sword, so I want to come... It's also a very understandable thing.

Your Majesty is going crazy again!

At this time, in the Hanliang Palace, it was a mess almost instantly. The emperor has no power in his hands, and even the rules in the palace are undisciplined and unorthodox.

Standing in the main hall, next to the kicked chair and incense burner, Li Ping'an was holding a blood-dripping sword, but his eyes were still closed, the sword in his hand was chopping indiscriminately, and there were words in his mouth.

Just below his feet lay the corpse of a guard. According to Li Ping'an's recent observation, it was this guard who obeyed orders, and every time he brought food to himself, he took the opportunity to poison him, listening to the panicked shouts around him, Li Ping'an's heart was full of anger.

"If it is the real lord of the world, holding the social power, let alone killing a guard, it is killing the entire palace, and no one dares to gasp. ”

Li Ping'an sighed in his heart. The rumors spread quickly, and after a night of hard work, the "story" of the mad son who liked to kill people in his dreams spread throughout the palace.

For several nights in a row, many palace maids, guards, and eunuchs in Hanliang Palace, who were responsible for taking care of the Son of Heaven's daily life, were attacked one after another. The entire Hanliang Palace is on duty, and it has really reached the point where everyone is in danger.

There are some ways to start thinking of transferring out of Hanliang Palace, but there are almost no people who are willing to come to Hanliang Palace to serve.

can only forcibly assign some people who have no background background in the palace to take care of Li Ping'an.

The people who are responsible for taking care of Li Ping'an, the 'crazy son', are walking on thin ice. Next to the window, Feng Lin held the sword in his hand and watched the afterglow of the sunset, his expression did not change.

The decline of the first emperor in his prime is not necessarily just a simple death, but it is more likely that he was plotted and died unexpectedly.

Therefore, it was too late to consider the candidates more appropriately, but in view of the current situation, five ministers were sealed.

Although these five people are all ambitious and not loyal ministers and good generals, they have also achieved the role of temporarily stabilizing the country and temporarily maintaining the imperial power.

"Then you can implement your own plan, and most of the people who are not ambitious are incompetent. Although the good character is worthy of admiration, there is no doubt that more often than not, it is people's inflated ambitions and desires that drive things to develop, and even social progress. ”

"And to control ambitious people, you must not let them look down on you. This is especially true for those who are only clever and not very wise. ”

In the ear room, Chen Miaohua was lying on the musty bed, and cold sweat was breaking out on her forehead. She once again recalled her experience of being displaced and finally trafficked into the palace.

Those ugly memories were nightmares that she could not forget. If it weren't for the middle of the family, if it weren't for the fall of those so-called relatives, she wouldn't have fallen to this.

And now he is sent to serve the "Crazy Son", and he is in danger of dying at any time. But she hadn't forgotten her revenge. Forget to stab back the blade at those who are despicable.

In her head, there seemed to be another voice telling her that she should take a gamble and go to the crazy son of heaven who was imprisoned in the Tianqian Palace.

That was her only chance and the only place she could place her bets. At the same time, there are some corners of the palace that are the most neglected.

There are also many people who have various plans, and this is an opportunity to befriend the emperor. Some are promoted to get rich, some are returning to their hometowns, and some are taking revenge on those who once looked down on them and even insulted them.

Five days later, a girl dressed in the costume of the most humble palace maid, full of anticipation and fear, pushed open the door of Hanliang Palace.

"Squeak!" Chen Miaohua pushed open the door of the hall.

A cold wind blew, and this palace, which was supposed to be majestic, rich, and gorgeous, looked a little gloomy at this time.

Chen Miaohua shrunk her neck, a little scared, and a little regretful. After a day's hard work, she secretly came to this Hanliang Palace without knowing from her steward.

Originally, I already had a draft in my heart and made a plan. But at this moment, all kinds of thoughts have turned into bitter water, swaying back and forth in the stomach.

The door of the temple behind him suddenly closed automatically. The candles on both sides were suddenly lit. In the main hall, which still looked dim, it could be vaguely seen that someone was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, but he was sitting on the ground with a pestle in his hand, and the blade of the sword was flashing with cold light.

Chen Miaohua's knees weakened, and she subconsciously fell to the ground: "Palace maid······ Female ······ Chen Miaohua knocked to see His Majesty.

"Da Da Da · The footsteps are getting closer, and Chen Miaohua doesn't even have any regret now, only fear, her body is prostrate on the ground, trembling slightly.

"Raise your head and look at me!" The coldness was mixed with a crazy voice, like a sharp sword cutting through Chen Miaohua's last disguise.

She trembled even more, but she still tilted her head slightly to look at the man who walked up to her.

The cold blade of the sword was on her neck, and the cold breath stimulated her skin, and a large goosebump jumped out.

"What are you doing here?" "Aren't you afraid of death?" Although Li Ping'an's face couldn't be seen clearly, listening to this slightly crazy voice, Chen Miaohua's soul that had originally flown out of her body was poured back from the Heavenly Spirit Cover.

She was not hacked to death by a sword, which shows that this crazy son can still communicate. Chen Miaohua swallowed her saliva and sorted out her thoughts a little.