The ministers were indignant and echoed one after another.

Chu Huainan glanced at them.

In order to prevent Xiao Yi's henchmen from being among these people, he flicked his wide sleeves and said unhappily: "The regent is wise and martial, how can you allow you to smear at will?" Whether it is to send him a woman or feed him a horse, I am willing! ”

"Your Majesty!"

Song Xianglao burst into tears and knelt down towards Chu Huainan with grief and indignation.

The other courtiers, sobbing and sobbing, knelt behind him.

Chu Huainan sat on the circle chair with a deep posture: "Let's go back." ”

Song Xiang Huoran got up.

He suddenly pulled out the sword hanging on the wall and put it on his neck resolutely: "The traitorous ministers are in charge, the country and the people are harmed, the superiors and the subordinates are deceived and the people are deceived." Today, if the ministers can't serve the country and be loyal to Your Majesty, they are willing to die to apologize! ”

The ministers bowed their heads one after another and said loudly: "I am willing to apologize with death!" ”

Chu Huainan's right eye was red.

He hurriedly stood up, nervously snatched the sword from Song Xiang's hand, and said eagerly: "You are persecuting me!" Xiao Yiquan leans towards the opposition, what do I do to fight him? Song Xiang, Xiao Yi abolished your daughter's throne and sent someone to assassinate her overnight, Rou'er died, and I was also very sad. But, I really can't fight Xiao Yi! ”

The Ninety-Five, tears rained down like rain, and the grief was extreme.

When the ministers heard this, they wept and hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of their eyes.

Song Xiang's eyes were full of hatred: "Your Majesty, as long as you can kill Xiao Yi, Weichen is willing to pay any price!" To put it mildly, although Princess Lao Jing believes that he is the heir of Prince Jing, who knows if what she said is true or false? In case Xiao Yi is an impostor, wouldn't we fall into the hands of thieves if we cross the country in the south?! ”

Chu Huainan lowered his head in silence.

In the eight-treasure lotus golden incense burner, an incense stick is burned.

The man paced around the study a few times, and finally stood still in front of the incense burner, reached out and played with the curling white smoke, and then the only remaining right eye looked fixedly at a one-foot-high golden Buddha statue opposite the incense burner.

He seemed to have finally made up his mind, and said in a low voice: "It doesn't matter if I am humiliated, but I am reluctant to die in vain, reluctant to let my ancestors' century-old foundation fall into the hands of thieves, and even more reluctant to live up to the loyalty of Aiqing." ”

He turned around, and his face as warm as jade was filled with slaughter: "I have decided to fight Xiao Yi to the end for the sake of Aiqing!" On the eighth day of April, the Buddha Festival, the monarchs and ministers will go to Zhen'an Temple together. I also ask you Aiqing to bring a few more top-notch secret guards to fight side by side with me and kill traitors! ”

A group of courtiers, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, excitedly said yes.

Chu Huainan watched them leave, and sat on the circle chair with his robe.

The spring sun came through the rhombic window, dividing the light and dark light and shadow on the bridge of his nose.

He picked up the secret color porcelain dragon teacup.

Lowered his eyes and blew the tea mist.

In the shadows, the man slowly curled the corners of his lips.

There are hundreds of officials on his side outside, and Jin Xiulie inside helps steal Xiao Dingzhao as a hostage to threaten Xiao Yi, and the eight hundred monks of Zhen'an Temple are all replaced by him as his henchmen.

The Buddha Bathing Festival on the eighth day of April is the day when he Chu Huainan kills Xiao Yi and takes over the power!

Some images passed through the man's mind.

The golden and luxurious dragon chair, the intricate and exquisite mountains and rivers are pictures, and the little county lord with white skin and white skin is better than snow......

It's all his.

The corners of Chu Huainan's lips curled deeper, and he took a sip of tea calmly and elegantly.

……

The tea is fragrant, and the hot mist is steaming.

The carved round window is facing the verandah, and there is a rosewood bird stand hanging under the porch, and a Haidongqing is standing on it with its wings converged, and is resting with his head.

The young regent, dressed in a dark red round-necked brocade robe, sat leisurely under the round window and ate tea.

After listening to the report of the Tianshu Secret Guard, his slender and white fingertips knocked the rain over the azure porcelain cup, and said: "Send someone to the Song Mansion and tell Song Xiang how Song Rou died." After careful consideration of the words, you have to explain carefully to this king. ”

The Dark Guard immediately said yes.

Xiao Yi said again: "Over there in Zhen'an Temple, how is it?" ”

"Chu Huainan's henchmen started too quickly, and when our people arrived, none of the eight hundred monks of Zhen'an Temple were spared, and all of them were buried in the sinkhole on the mountain behind the temple. Brother Shiku mobilized 800 secret guards from the surrounding cities, infiltrated Zhen'an Temple two days ago, and successfully killed Chu Huainan's henchmen. Under the leadership of Brother Shiku, everyone is pretending to be a monk in the temple. ”

Xiao Yi raised his hand.

The Dark Guard saluted and immediately left silently.

Another secret guard came lightly, stood in the shadow of the peach blossoms under the corridor, and bowed his hand: "Master, there are more rumors in the market, saying that you are not the concubine of King Jing's mansion, but the spy of Dayong in South Vietnam. He also said that you are in a high position and have already planned to be a thief of the country and lead South Vietnam to surrender to Dayong. ”

Xiao Yi stroked the tea lid: "Then?" ”

The secret guard became more and more cautious: "I went to investigate in the direction of spreading rumors, and I found the eldest princess's mansion." Those rumors were spread by the people of the Changfu Ma Nanjing faction. ”

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows.

"Master, do you want to find out the south view and stop the rumors?"

"Not necessarily. The original is also true, how can it be considered a rumor? Xiao Yi lazily put down the teacup and stroked the folds on the brocade robe, "This king has been incognito for many years, and it is time to tell the world his true identity." ”

The Dark Guard dared to sneak in to see him.

His master has a handsome and deep appearance, red lips and white teeth when he laughs, he is obviously a beautiful young gentleman, but his body is filled with the nobility that can only be raised by the princely family, and he stops in one fell swoop, raises his eyes, and shows his dignity and domineering, as if everything is under his control.

The secret guard admired and worshiped even more, and said respectfully: "The master is golden and jade, much more noble than the Nanyue royal family. What's more, more than 200 years ago, it was the betrayal of Dayong by South Vietnam, and what the master did, where can it be called 'stealing the country', it is clearly to set things right, to see the sky, and to unify the world from all over the world, which is a blessing for the common people! ”

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows and glanced at him more.

He smiled: "Go to the account room to receive the reward." ”

The dark guard was overjoyed, and hurriedly went to receive the reward.

Xiao Yi was about to continue eating tea when there was a sudden commotion in the bedroom behind him.

He was stunned, and suddenly remembered that Nan Jiaojiao went to the imperial garden to put paper kites, and before leaving, he deliberately handed Ah Weak to him to take care of.

He stepped briskly into the dormitory.

Pick up the beaded curtain, and the ground is full of messes.

Ah Wan probably climbed down the embroidery pier to Nan Jiaojiao's makeup mirror table, and stubbornly knocked over all the bottles and cans to the ground.

Xu saw the red and glamorous lipstick, and thought it was very good-looking, and the chubby little white hands were pounding around in the small round porcelain box, making his face full of red lipstick.

In addition, no one cared about him for a long time, and the small pocket of the embroidered tiger head was covered with saliva, which looked dirty.

However, the little cub's eyes were extraordinarily bright, and he pouted his little ass with great difficulty, raised his little hands, and seriously drew a ghost charm on the brass rhombic mirror.

Xiao Yi looked at the broken lipstick and bottles and cans, and there was only one thought in his heart-

He's done.