The monks of Zhen'an Temple are all Xiao Yi's people, it doesn't matter.

It doesn't matter if Kim so-yeol didn't take the hostages.

He also has the support of civil and military officials!

He specially instructed Song Xiang and others to bring more top masters over, and the sum of every household can always have the strength to fight with Xiao Yi's secret guards, right?

He was full of expectations and looked at Song Xiang and the others.

He waited a long time.

But the group of officials stood motionless like cypresses, looking at their noses and noses, and they did not see any hints in his eyes.

Chu Huainan's excited heart gradually sank.

His voice trembled: "You ...... Repented? ”

The officials were silent.

Chu Huainan clenched his fists.

He finally became furious, roared and asked, "What did you tell me in the dormitory that day?!" You knelt on the ground with a handful of snot and tears, and you scolded Xiao Yi for being a chaotic minister and thief, committing the following crimes, and the crime is unforgivable! ”

He rushed to the Ministry of Rites Shangshu and grabbed him fiercely: "Aiqing, you once said that you would throw blood and liver and brain for me, what about your blood, what about your liver and brain?!" ”

The Ministry of Rites is still submissive, and he doesn't dare to talk.

If he hands over his blood and liver, he will die, and he is not stupid!

Chu Huainan let go of him, walked over and grabbed the doctor's bun, and his face was hideous: "Aiqing, you said that you want to scatter all your family wealth and recruit soldiers and horses for me, what about your scattered family wealth, what about the soldiers and horses you recruited?!" ”

The counselor was frightened and trembled: "Your Majesty, it's really the fault of the inner son. As soon as she heard that Weichen wanted to be loyal to the emperor, she scolded Weichen for being a fool, saying that there is no future for following you. She brought all Weichen's concubines and children back to her parents' house, where did Weichen dare to scatter all her family wealth? As the so-called 'self-cultivation Qi family rules the country and levels the world', before this governance, we have to Qi family, don't we? ”

Chu Huainan's chest was swollen and painful, and he almost wanted to spurt blood.

He clutched his chest, turned to Song Xiang expressionlessly, and said word by word: "Song Xiang, when you were in the palace, you swore that if you couldn't serve the country and be loyal to me, you would be willing to die to apologize." Does that count? ”

Prime Minister Song lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Chu Huainan's face was gloomy like water.

He was alone with his sword, looking helpless and pitiful.

With red eyes, he glanced at the faces of the ministers: "I said that on the eighth day of April, we will fight with Xiao Yi to the end, and I said that we will fight side by side and kill traitors...... What's the use of raising you bunch of waste?! ”

The ministers lowered their heads and remained silent.

In the strange silence, Song Xiang's face was pale, and he suddenly spoke: "The emperor once told Weichen that Rou'er was assassinated by Xiao Yi. But why was Rou'er killed by you when she found out the news? ”

Chu Huainan immediately denied: "It's not like this!" I and Rou'er are married couples, how could I kill her?! It's Xiao Yi, Song Xiang, the murderer of Rou'er, it's Xiao Yi! ”

At the end of his words, he deliberately raised his voice as if he was afraid that others would not believe him.

It seems that as long as he is hoarse and hysterical, he can clear his name of slashing his wife.

Prime Minister Song's expression was still calm: "Does the emperor know why Rou'er is so desperate for you?" ”

Chu Huainan's right eye was red, and he was silent.

Song Xiang's old face was haggard, and he talked eloquently: "Rou'er was born to be a competitive little girl. She learned to walk, read and write faster, and learn etiquette and rules faster than other girls.

"But when the girl is older, she slowly knows that she loves beauty. She is sensitive and stubborn and refuses to admit defeat, her appearance is not comparable to other girls, and she gradually has low self-esteem, and she refuses to even go out of the house.

"That year, the Prime Minister's Mansion held a birthday banquet, and His Majesty was only twelve years old, and he was still a young man as gentle as jade. You went to Xiangfu to play and met Rou'er in the corner of the garden.

You asked her why she didn't go to another lively place to play and laugh with the little sisters. She holds a handkerchief and bows her head so inferiorly that she doesn't even dare to look at you more. Under your reassurance, she muttered about her inferiority complex and cowardice.

At that time, you comforted her that the appearance of your daughter's family is not the most important, and her moral demeanor and talent are the yardsticks for measuring the girl's family.

Since then, Rou'er has studied hard, and she has secretly determined that she will not marry you. As far as Your Majesty is concerned, you may not remember such a trivial matter for a long time. But for our family Rou'er, you are the most important noble person in her girlhood, and the prince brother who is worthy of her lifelong concern.

"You don't know how happy Rou'er was the day she married you.

"Obviously, you were just a waste prince at that time, obviously there was no wedding banquet, no dowry, no red makeup, but she was still happy! She simply packed a small baggage, put on a brand new red skirt, braved the goose feather snow, and went to your mansion with joy. ”

Song Xianglao burst into tears.

He raised his sleeves to wipe away his tears, and through the cloudy tears of crying, he stared at Chu Huainan fixedly: "Your Majesty, I forgive Weichen for daring to ask you, how did you do it to such a girl who loves you to the bone?" ”

The mountain wind passes through the temple, and everything is silent.

Chu Huainan stood quietly in place, tears rolling down his cheeks.

He raised his hand to wipe his tears, but the more he wiped them.

The chapped lips moved unconsciously, and tears seeped down the corners of the mouth into the lip flap, salty and bitter.

Just like that girl's short life.

Under the gaze of hundreds of officials, the young emperor, dressed in hairpins, was terrified.

With a "clang", the sword in his hand fell to the ground.

He leaned weakly on the edge of the altar, and after a few violent twitches of his shoulders, he suddenly covered his face and cried loudly, like a child who had lost everything.

He lost.

In the end, he still lost.

The breeze is delicate.

Song Rou...... Song Rou ......"

Chu Huainan muttered the name.

At this moment, he didn't feel how sad it was to lose to Xiao Yi, he simply realized that there would never be a girl again, standing behind him regardless of right or wrong, black and white, giving him advice and running back and forth for him.

There will never be a girl who willingly gives up the dignity of the daughter of the prime minister's house, and bows to others one after another, just to beg those people to give him a chance to make a comeback.

There will never be a girl again, no matter how deep the night is, she will light a palace lamp in Kunning Palace, depict the best palace makeup, lean in front of the palace gate, and look forward to his arrival......

The man wailed.

He slowly squatted on the ground, digging deep into the dirty dirt with both hands, and looked around with a tear-stained face, crying heartbreakingly, regretting that he had not done it at the beginning.

Nan Baoyi whispered: "There are splendid rivers and mountains, beautiful women are stunning, and there are gold and rich countries." can know the heart, but it is the most rare. ”

Her eyes were slightly red, and she suddenly looked over the altar.

The spring breeze is clear.

The minister reclining in front of the railing, with leather belt military boots, deep red clothes, gold and jade, and graceful eyebrows.

Looking at each other, she smiled sweetly in return.

"Laughing like a stupid roe deer......"

Xiao Yi whispered disgust, but his thin lips were quietly dyed with warmth.

Here's the thing.

When he returned to the palace, Chu Huainan was imprisoned in a pitch-black carriage, and the mood of the hundred officials was also a little heavy, so even the speed of the convoy slowed down a lot.

When the convoy reached the well of Shengjing City, suddenly people swarmed out and blocked the way.

On the restaurant facing the street, the south view leans against the window.

Sure enough, as Nan Yan expected, Chu Huainan lost to Xiao Yi.

Next, it's time to see them.

He took a sip of wine and watched the next show with great interest.