"How can rewards and punishments be clear?"

The faces of the ministers couldn't help but change slightly, and even Emperor Qian's body leaned forward, revealing a solemn look for the first time.

"Reward!"

"It's to reward Governor Huo Feiran for sacrificing his life for the country!"

"And those who take the initiative to ask for help and put down the rebellion for the country. ”

"Punishment. ”

"The king of Chengjun has no way to govern, which leads to the rebels of Beijun rising up!"

"The first responsibility should be taken!"

"What's more, when the North County was in turmoil, he didn't want to suppress it, but fled from the battle, which led to the fall of the North County and the death of the governor!"

"If such crimes are not punished, it is not enough to be outraged!"

"This!"

The ministers had a look of surprise on their faces, and looked at the crown prince Chengqian with an unfamiliar gaze.

What a biting dog doesn't bark!

Prince Chengqian gives the impression of a good gentleman who has no temper.

It is even said that the character is a little cowardly.

It is precisely for this reason that for a long time, it has not been liked by the emperor Pan, and in the battle for succession, it has often fallen behind.

If it weren't for the insistence of the ministers of the DPRK and China, I am afraid that he would have been dragged down from the position of prince long ago.

Who would have thought that at the last moment, this mediocre prince would brazenly make a move and point to the point.

Could it be that the previous ones were all his disguises?

Thinking of a possibility, the faces of the ministers suddenly became strange.

Listening to the prince's loud speech, a trace of shock and amusement also appeared in Emperor Qianpan's eyes.

Like all the ministers!

He also had a somewhat unfamiliar feeling about the prince in front of him.

Unexpectedly, the prince, who had been dormant for many years and seemed to be weak and incompetent, finally couldn't help but stretch out his minions today.

This is to beat the water dogs and wipe out the power of King Chengjun!

But think about it, the prince was born in the royal family, and under the influence of his ears and eyes, he is familiar with all kinds of battles in the palace.

It is precisely because of this that he can dodge the open guns and arrows again and again.

How can such a person be a good gentleman without a temper?

It seems that these sons of mine really don't have a fuel-efficient lamp.

However, although Emperor Qianpan sighed in his heart.

However, it is also constantly being measured.

As the prince said, only by having clear rewards and punishments can we unite people's hearts.

Someone has to take charge of today's affairs.

If Huo Feiran is not dead, he will be the best scapegoat, and he can put everything on the governor.

Neither the princes of the court nor Confucianism could say anything.

But now the situation is very different.

Governor Huo Feiran has been martyred and posthumously named a loyal martyr, and there must be no stain on his body.

Then, no matter how unwilling he is in his heart, he can only push out King Chengjun.

"What do you think should be done?"

Thinking of this, Emperor Qianpan couldn't help but nod slightly.

When Prince Chengqian heard Emperor Qian's question, his eyes couldn't help but show a hint of joy.

Because he knew that Emperor Qianpan had already made up his mind to dispose of Chengjun Wang.

But after the joy, it is difficult.

Although he wanted to put King Chengjun Ling Chi to death. But I also knew that doing so would arouse the disgust of the Qiandi Pan and the Manchu Dynasty.

After all, no one likes tyrannical people.

"The king of Chengjun has no way to govern, which leads to chaos in the territory, and the governor is martyred, and he is ordered to be deprived of the rank of county king!"

"Take back the territory and order it to enter Beijing and make arrangements!"

"Huh?"

Emperor Qianpan did not answer immediately, but looked directly at the crown prince Cheng Qian, and just when Cheng Qian felt a little unbearable and worried in his heart, he nodded lightly with satisfaction.

No father wants to see his son cannibalistic.

Qiandipan was an emperor and a father at the same time.

Li Defu, the chief eunuch of the celebrant and eunuch, received the signal of the Qiandi Pan and hurriedly stepped forward to open a holy decree.

Emperor Qianpan glanced at the ministers whose faces were shocked, but there was no objection, no longer hesitated, picked up the red pen on the case, and the dragon flew and the phoenix danced wildly.

In a short time, a short, but imposing edict had been written.

Just wait for the emperor and the province of Sanshu to jointly seal. will take effect immediately...

"No!"

"I didn't expect that the king of Chengjun, who was in the limelight for a while, would get such a field!"

The ministers looked at each other, and each saw the shock in each other's eyes.

Many ministers who are usually good friends with King Chengjun have more dodges in their eyes when they look at the prince.

Because they know that the king of Chengjun, who once dominated one side and had the strength to compete for the position of the great treasure, is finished!

With this decree, the power he relied on would disappear in an instant.

Even his own luck will be greatly damaged, without soldiers and horses, without power, he can only return to his senses and be an idle royal family.

Until the new emperor ascended the throne.

If the prince doesn't hold grudges in the future, it's okay, and he will be imprisoned to death in captivity.

If the prince is narrow-minded, I am afraid that he will inevitably die in the end.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in royal battles.

After Emperor Qianpan ascended the throne, he either gave his former brothers of the same clan or gave them to death for various reasons!

It is precisely for this reason that the generation of Emperor Qianpan is not very prosperous.

The battle between Prince Chengqian and King Chengjun and others can actually be seen as a continuation of the struggle of the previous generation.

But!

Who would have thought that the one who really had the last laugh would be this prince who was submissive and timid all day long!

It's really thunder, rain and dew, all of which are God's grace!

Although everyone sighed in their hearts, no one came out to intercede for King Chengjun.

After all, the winner is a prince, and the loser is a thief.

There is no way to gain sympathy for losers.

。。。。

Just above the court, when the wind is surging.

The dragon luck above King Chengjun's head seemed to have been hit hard, and he couldn't help but raise his head to the sky, letting out a burst of mournful roars.

Not only did the figure shrink at a rate visible to the naked eye, but the color also became much duller, as if it could dissipate at any moment.

King Chengjun, who was full of panic and looked like a loser's dog, seemed to feel something, and his eyes couldn't help but burst out, as if there was something extremely important that was being forcibly stripped off. His face turned pale in an instant.

"Lord Wang!"

"What's wrong with you?"

The old man in Tsing Yi looked at King Chengjun, whose face had changed greatly, and his eyes couldn't help but feel a little worried.

For some reason, the king suddenly had a feeling of palpitations. ”

"As if there is something important leaving the body of this king?"

King Chengjun stood there with an ugly face, stretching out his palm, as if he was about to grasp something.

"This!"

Hearing King Chengjun's description, the face of the old Taoist in Tsing Yi couldn't help but change greatly.

He hurriedly opened the eye of heaven and observed!

I saw that the luck of Chengjun Wang's dragon was not only sluggish, but also very reluctant to maintain its shape.

"How can this be?"

"What the hell is going on?"

"Why is the luck of the county king so declining?"

"Could it be that His Majesty the King of People issued an edict to apply for the Emperor?"

"Lao Dao really can't imagine any other possibilities!"

Looking at the change in King Chengjun's luck, the face of the old man in Tsing Yi suddenly turned iron-blue, his fists were clenched, the green tendons on the back of his hands floated, and he said in disbelief.