Looking at Zhou Jiamo's serious appearance, the Emperor of the Apocalypse nodded slightly, this is actually what he has always wanted to do. But before he found out the details of the ministers, the Emperor of the Apocalypse would not start this matter, after all, it was better not to startle the snake before he was ready.

Looking at the contemplative Emperor of the Apocalypse, Zhou Jiamo's heart was certain, but there was also a deep sense of loss. It seems that he is really inferior to Yang Lian, although Yang Lian has not had too deep contact with the Emperor of the Apocalypse, and his understanding of the Emperor of the Apocalypse is very good.

With a gentle sigh, Zhou Jiamo said slowly: "Is Your Majesty worried that the news will leak?" Your Majesty can rest assured that Wechen will guarantee the safety of this matter with his life. ”

Looking at Zhou Jiamo's appearance, the Emperor of the Apocalypse suddenly felt a little strange, why did he always feel that something was wrong with this matter, but he couldn't remember what was wrong. After pondering for a while, the Emperor of the Apocalypse said with a serious face: "Zhou Aiqing, who is the person you want to woo?" ”

"Back to Your Majesty, it's Zuo Guangdou and Yang Lian." Zhou Jiamo saw that the Emperor of the Apocalypse finally got the idea, and couldn't help but be secretly happy in his heart, and hurriedly said the names of these two people.

Seeing Zhou Jiamo's appearance, the Emperor of the Apocalypse finally knew what was strange, it was this Zhou Jiamo who was strange. It seems that he has already negotiated with Yang Lian and the others, and at this time he just wants to get his approval. The Emperor of the Apocalypse smiled and said noncommittally: "The situation in the court is not obvious now, it's not that I'm suspicious, but I have to be careful at this time." I know the two people you are talking about, so I won't take them as an example. The three of you can secretly observe and write down the people available in the Donglin Party, and I will reuse them in the future, so forget it now! ”

Listening to the words of the Emperor of the Apocalypse, Zhou Jiamo's heart was tight, he didn't expect the Emperor of the Apocalypse to guess the matter of the three people at once. In addition to fear and joy in his heart, it seems that this emperor is really capable.

"Your Majesty, the three of them are friends of life and death, and the ministers have hesitated for a long time." Zhou Jiamo felt that he needed to explain, otherwise it would likely affect his image in the heart of the Emperor of the Apocalypse.

Seeing that Zhou Jiamo was a little embarrassed, the Emperor of the Apocalypse smiled and said, "It's nothing, and it won't say anything." Aiqing's loyalty, I believe it, don't think too much about it. There are a lot of talents in the Donglin Party, but there are also too many moths, I hope you can be careful, otherwise it will be very troublesome. ”

"Yes, the minister knows." Zhou Jiamo was still a little ashamed, but he also really felt the care of the Emperor of the Apocalypse, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

After leaving the palace, Zhou Jiamo was in a good mood, and when he told Yang Lian and the others about the matter, the three of them were extremely happy. It was night, and I was drunk.

The things in the world have always been a few joys and a few sorrows. There is laughter and laughter, but here it is gloomy. The residence of Fang Congzhe, the first assistant minister of the cabinet, is sitting on pins and needles at this time.

Although there were a lot of people at yesterday's meeting, there was no result, and the quarrel of a group of people made the whole party a miasma, which made Fang Congzhe a headache.

At this time, Fang Congzhe had lost his senses, but he believed in his heart that the Donglin Party was going to gain power. The Emperor of the Apocalypse has used a lot of Donglin Party members, but his side is not as good as day by day. Once he is driven away, his old opponent will inevitably come back, and these people from the Qi, Zhejiang and Chu Party will definitely not end well. Naturally, he would not think that the Donglin Party would be soft, and the party struggle was like two countries at war, and the country might still make peace, but the party struggle was absolutely impossible. To lose is destruction, to die.

Fang Congzhe was already old at this time, he only wanted to be safe, as for the others, he didn't have the energy to care anymore. The trees fell and scattered, and he couldn't care so much, so he walked slowly to the back of the desk and picked up his favorite Huzhou pen.

After a slight sigh, Fang Congzhe slowly put down his pen, this is a resignation excerpt.

In the first year of the Apocalypse, on the sixth day of the first month, when the sun had just risen, the bells and drums were already ringing in unison. The officials of the Ming Dynasty all walked slowly to the Qianqing Palace, because they were going to the court. On the road to the court, which is lively every day, today it seems very deserted, and those ministers who like to get together in twos and threes on weekdays are like no one knows anyone at this time. In the calm crowd, there seemed to be something brewing.

"The emperor has arrived" With Chen Hong's shout, the Emperor of the Apocalypse slowly walked into the main hall of the Qianqing Palace, looked at the ministers below, and smiled lightly.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live." With this eternal shout, the ministers all fell to their knees.

"Everyone, love Qing, let's be flat! I've been feeling a little unwell these days, and I'm probably a little lazy. Now let's play everything! The Emperor of the Apocalypse smiled and said loudly.

After the Emperor of the Apocalypse finished speaking, there was silence in the hall, and no one spoke, as if there was nothing worth participating in this world. All the officials bowed their heads, and some of the timid officials even began to tremble.

Looking at the expressions of the hundred officials, the Emperor of the Apocalypse couldn't help but sigh in his heart, isn't it the sorrow of a country that makes these people stand on top of the court in panic?

"The minister has his own music." The quiet atmosphere did not last long, because an old voice sounded in the hall, and suddenly the ministers looked at the old man with some strange eyes.

"Fang Aiqing! Something, say it! Glancing at Fang Congzhe, the Emperor of the Apocalypse gently picked up the tea bowl on one side, and looked at the first assistant scholar of the cabinet with a calm face.

"It is God's mercy that the ancient years can survive in the present. I want to assist His Majesty for a few years, but my body is old and I can't do anything. The minister did not dare to seek his own politics in his position, and hoped that His Majesty's quasi-ministers would resign and return to their hometown. As he spoke, Fang Congzhe took out a book from his sleeve and slowly raised it above his head.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse motioned to Chen Hong to bring up the fold, and said: "Qing doesn't know that Lao Ji is determined to be thousands of miles away, and Aiqing is old and rare with the years, but he is the minister of the elders of the three dynasties, and he is the minister of the first emperor's order. I am still young, my ascension to the throne is short, and many things still need Aiqing to assist on the side, how can Aiqing bear to abandon me. The word resignation must not be mentioned again. ”

Seeing this scene, the people of the Qi, Zhejiang and Chu Party breathed a sigh of relief, but the Donglin Party members were pale and quieted for a while, and after a little silence, Sun Shenxing, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, came out and said: "Your Majesty, the minister has his own music." ”

"Speak." The Emperor of the Apocalypse naturally knew what he was going to say, but at this time, it was better to pretend to be ignorant as an emperor.

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