"Smack!" Sakamoto Ryoma clapped his hands, and a samurai walked into the house, holding a pot of wine, with a crystal clear wine glass on the side, looking at this pot of wine, Xiaoming and Kujou Shuzi's faces changed dramatically in an instant, they who grew up in the palace, how could they not guess that this was a pot of poisonous wine?

"You, you, do you still dare to be a king?" Xiaoming was angry and corrupted.

Okubo Ritsu smiled coldly: "It's not that the ministers embarrass Your Majesty, but Your Majesty embarrasses us, for the sake of Japan's national fortune, the ministers would rather be sinners for the ages, and the ministers asked Your Majesty the last sentence, whether to write this edict or not?" ”

The room fell into a tense silence, even if Kujo Shuzi was born in a famous family, he was used to seeing the intrigue in the big family, at this moment, he was also careful of the liver fluttering and fluttering, but Japan's male superiority and inferiority are more powerful than China's, she is a noble female queen in front of outsiders, but in front of Xiaoming, but she is just a wife, before her husband makes a decision, she has no right to suggest, and even if her husband makes a decision, she can only implement it unconditionally.

Resentment shot out of Kujo's beautiful eyes, and she glanced at the five traitors one by one, and glanced at Takaaki with worry.

Xiaoming is caught in a huge entanglement, on the one hand, he was poisoned by a glass of poisoned wine, as the emperor of Japan, although he has no real power, but his status is extremely respectful, he is only thirty-three years old, just in the prime of life, he does not want to die.

On the other hand, the 121st emperor of Japan's Wanshi lineage naturally had his own pride, and he could not tolerate succumbing to the obscenity of a few lowly samurai.

Who is more important, life or face?

Everyone has their own choices, but the history of China and Japan and Korea have long been indicated. Because of the terrible incident of using poisoned wine to admonish, the people involved must be terrified. I must not allow myself to live in the world, lest I have issued an edict. Soon after, he will also die inexplicably, it can be said that since the Fallen Curtain faction brought out the poisonous wine, the only difference between drinking and not drinking is only the difference between early death and late death, since this is the case, then why be afraid of death?

"Your Majesty, please make a decision quickly!" Takasugi Jinsaku urged impatiently.

Xiaoming gritted his teeth and said angrily: "I am the emperor. How can you bow down to a glass of wine? I would rather die than fall into my royal majesty. "Your Majesty!" Jiujo Suzi's delicate body trembled violently, and tears flowed down her face.

Xiaoming turned his head and said softly: "Suzi, Muren has been handed over to you, I hope you will teach him well, these traitors dare to slander, but they will never dare to harm your mother and son, I will go first." "Your Majesty! Woo woo woo ~ ~ " Kujo Suzuko finally couldn't help it. Fell to the ground and cried bitterly, the petite body twitched for a while, it was really pitiful for me, but. Of the five people standing in front of him, none of them were moved, and the head of the Dayin room shook his head regretfully: "Your Majesty has a strong temperament. The minister was full of admiration, but the Chinese Yang Taiwei said it well. The world is not as good as it should be, for the sake of the future of Japan. I can only grieve Your Majesty, and I respectfully send Your Majesty on the road! “

Several people in the room bowed deeply, and the samurai with the sake of wine stepped forward.

Xiaoming snorted coldly: "If you want my life, come and get it, I want to see how you traitors pour wine on me!" “

No one could have imagined that Xiaoming could still play this game before he died, you know, forcing the emperor to death is not the same as killing Shijun with his own hands, forcing the emperor to die is a group act, it is the emperor who committed suicide, and Shijun with his own hands has a kind of moral condemnation, no matter how strong the heart is, this condemnation will also accompany it for life, after all, you are killing your own monarch, in the feudal hierarchy of Japan, Shijun and Shi's father are no different in connotation.

If a man kills his father with his own hands, can he feel at ease?

"This," Ryoma Sakamoto and the others all showed obvious hesitation, and Takaaki's eyes were also full of contempt, and the scene seemed to be frozen, and Kujou Shuzi seemed to see a glimmer of hope.

"Hahahaha~~" Dayin suddenly laughed and said: "Now that the arrow is on the bow, I have to send it, Xiaoming will die, you don't come, I'm coming, everything I do is for Japan, I'm not afraid of being condemned by conscience." As he spoke, he stepped forward and threw his hand into a punch, hitting Xiaoming's chest hard, and with a bang, Xiaoming suddenly bent down in pain like a shrimp.

came up all of a sudden, which surprised everyone, Kujou Shuzi also raised his head suddenly, but Dayin Muroyu pinched Xiaoming's chin and lifted it with one hand.

"Hmm~~" Although Xiaoming struggled out of instinct, he who had lived in the deep palace for a long time, who was the opponent of the Great Yin Room? As the hands of the big Yin room strengthened, his whole body immediately stiffened in pain.

"Your Majesty, since you toast and don't eat and drink, then the ministers will serve you." Da Yin took the poisoned wine, pinched off Xiaoming's mouth, and poured it into it at a very fast speed.

The scene froze, everyone looked at Xiaoming, the corners of Xiaoming's mouth were still dripping with crystal wine, it seemed that even he was stunned, it was one thing to be determined to die, but when he really wanted to die, he would miss everything in front of him, and he regretted it a little.

"Your Majesty!" Kujou Suzuko suddenly burst out into a terrible cry, pounced on it, and hugged Hyoming's thigh, at this moment, how she wished it was just a prank.

'It's going to be fine, it's going to be okay!' Kujou Shuzi told himself over and over again, but the reality was extremely cruel, and in less than two minutes, Xiaoming's face changed, he bent down with his stomach in his hand, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Your Majesty, hold on, concubine, please, quickly, call the imperial doctor, quickly call the imperial doctor!" Kujou Shuzi shouted out hysterically, but no one helped him call the imperial doctor, and several of the Fallen Curtain faction watched coldly.

"Pounce~~" Xiaoming suddenly spit out a large ball of blood, couldn't support it anymore, fell to the ground with a plop, and was brought down with nine skushi, but Jiujo Suzi didn't care about the pain at all, and climbed onto Xiaoming's body, she saw that the pain on Xiaoming's face became more and more obvious, his throat gurgled, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it, his face was also covered with a layer of green gas, and blood gushed outward in bursts.

"Hmm~~" In pain, more than a minute passed, Xiaoming's body straightened, slapped straight to the ground, his head was crooked, and there was no movement.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, wake up, woo woo woo~~" Kujo Suzi was full of heart and gall, holding Xiaoming's face and shaking violently, she married Xiaoming at the age of twelve, and her eighteen years of husband and wife career have already deeply imprinted this man in her soul, she can't accept Xiaoming's departure, how she hopes that a miracle will happen, Xiaoming can open her eyes!

"Your Royal Highness, please mourn, although we regret His Majesty's violent death, the culprit of all this is Chinese, isn't it? We are just pawns pushed by the tide of history, even without us, Your Majesty will encounter unpredictable accidents in the future, you should hate the Chinese, work with us to resist the aggression of the Chinese, when we build a strong Japan, Your Majesty may agree with our choice, after all, we are all for Japan. Okubo sighed and persuaded. (To be continued.) )

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