Chapter Ninety-Three: Loyal Ministers Are Wronged

Murong Ping's voice seemed to be extremely angry. The two palace people who were so frightened that they were holding this 'Splendid Mountains and Rivers' picture scroll shook their hands and shook the scroll to the ground.

Everyone stretched their necks slightly, and couldn't help but be shocked. No wonder Emperor Murong Ping was so angry, it turned out that the beautiful mountains and rivers in the splendid rivers and mountains were all soaked in blood. Thinking of Emperor Murong Ping's continuous mistakes in the strategy of fighting against Fanyun and Chiyan, the deep meaning of this, I am afraid that the people present are very clear.

Lin Yaoyue looked at the scroll at this time, and then raised her eyes to look at Concubine Pei Xian's expression in the palace. I couldn't help but think about it slightly.

Mu Qiang heard what Emperor Murong Ping said angrily, so he hurriedly attended, and took Mu Linlang and Mu Guanying to kneel under the main hall together, "Your Majesty is angry, and the minister's family has no objection." ”

Mu Qiang's sonorous and powerful voice echoed above the main hall of this Hanyuan Palace, but it increased the gloom and suspicion in Emperor Murong Ping's heart at this time.

"Oh-" Murong Ping's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a hint of cold light between his slender eyes. "Then Mu Qing told me, why are these splendid mountains and rivers of mine rivers rivers of blood?", Murong Ping's tone seemed to be normal, but anyone who had been with him would know that he was already full of suspicion at this time. I'm afraid that even if there is even a single word wrong in the words of the loyal and brave Marquis Muqiang, it will cause his Mu family to be beheaded all over the house.

Mu Qiang was a little speechless, he had seen Mu Linlang paint this painting. Every time the palace banquet needs the nobles to give gifts, Linlang will paint a picture of Dawan mountains and rivers, sprinkled with green ink. It's just that the scenery on the scroll is slightly different each time. I also told her to let her change some tricks, not every year.

After all, this gift is to let the nobles show their talents, so that they can win a good husband's family in the future, and it is also to show our loyalty to Dawan and His Majesty as courtiers. But Linlang, the child, said that she was not interested in the former, as for the latter. She pointed at her with a glimmer of eyes, and then at herself. Our family has guarded southern Xinjiang for generations, killing the enemy with blood. Defending Dawan with his flesh and blood, defending His Majesty's glory, isn't this the best loyalty to Dawan and His Majesty.

I was speechless after listening to it. But in fact, I don't have the time to care about these so-called gifts, after all, the countries of southern Xinjiang have always been ready to move on me under the leadership of Fanyun Kingdom, and have repeatedly tested the border. Thinking of this, Mu Qiang couldn't help but sigh. The battle on the front line can't be fought for half a day, and this so-called gift has no time to worry about.

However, he really dared to guarantee with his life that Linlang's 'splendid rivers and mountains' were indeed painted with blue ink, and he never dyed the rivers with a red brush.

When Mu Guanying saw the picture scroll that fell abruptly, he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart. Although he knows that the truth is not the case, if he stands up alone, he can avoid the fault of his father and Linlang. Then it's all worth it.

Thinking of this, Mu Guanying knelt forward, kowtowed to Murong Ping in the hall and said, "Your Majesty, all this is the fault of the guilty minister Guanying. It was Guan Ying who accidentally scratched his hand when he gave his sister's gift, which caused the blood to soak the picture scroll. Saying that, Mu Guanying also took off the bandage tied to his hand and spread his palms upward. Gesture to the emperor Murong Ping and the other ministers in the palace.

But Emperor Murong Ping didn't seem to buy it, he still looked at His Highness's kneeling Marquis Zhongyong and his pair of children with a gloomy face.

For a long time, he didn't speak.

At this time, Zhang Qingzhi, who was also a military general like Mu Qiang, stood up, "Your Majesty, the minister dares to guarantee with his life, and the loyal and brave Marquis family has no objection." All this should have been a misunderstanding. ”

"Yes, the ministers are also willing to vouch for the Marquis of Zhongyong, this is definitely a misunderstanding. The Mu family has guarded southern Xinjiang for generations and served the country loyally. The three brothers of the Marquis of Zhongyong died in the battle to protect my Dawan in the early years. The ministers believed that the loyal and brave marquis family had no rebellious heart. I hope that Your Majesty will see it. ”

"Yes, I hope Your Majesty will know it. ”

"I hope that Your Majesty will be clear. ”

......

The pleas of the ministers came and went.

But Murong Ping's face did not gradually ease because of the pleas and guarantees of the ministers, but became more and more iron-blue, so that his face was extremely dark.

Lin Yaoyue looked at the scene in Hanyuan Hall at this time, and couldn't help but feel bad.

These loyal and upright generals will not know. Their guarantee at this time is just a spell that urges life. Not only did it urge the Mu family, but it may also have caused them disaster.

Lin Yaoyue couldn't help but feel anxious, and wanted to signal them to return to their seats quickly and stop talking. But at this time, the eyes of these upright generals were all focused on Emperor Murong Ping, hoping that he would open his golden mouth and avoid the mistakes of the Mu family.

Lin Yaoyue couldn't help but feel anxious in her heart, but if she also left the hall at this time, no matter what she said. Just the five words 'Zhenguo General's Mansion' that I carry on my body may make things irreparable.

And Lin Ruzhen on the side secretly hid the look of watching the show in his eyes at this time. I hope that Mu Linlang's bad luck will be greater.

Or God really wanted to obey Lin Ru's true intentions, Emperor Murong Ping could no longer stand His Highness's pleading voices one after another, he slammed the silver plate containing refreshments on the table and fell on Zhang Qingzhi's body,

"I don't think it's just the Zhongyong Marquis family who wants to rebel, you are all thieves!"

As soon as Murong Ping said this, all the ministers of His Highness were silent. And the generals who are still kneeling on the ground at this moment are all confused. They knew that His Majesty was angry because of them, but they didn't understand why they had become thieves too. One by one, still with that sincere look, they hurriedly stepped forward and kowtowed, "I hope Your Majesty takes care of the dragon body, the ministers are not thieves." ”

They didn't know how to justify, and when they opened their mouths, their voices stuttered a little. Looking at the emperor's angry expression, they had to bow their heads. But looking at these large and small scars left on his body to protect the emperor and protect the Dawan country, he was even more puzzled in his heart how he became a thief?

But even so, Murong Ping, who was standing in the hall, was still angry, and the blood on Mu Linlang's picture scroll was clearly hinting at his incompetence and implying that he had no way to command. Thinking of this, Murong Ping was even more angry. That being the case, why didn't he take this opportunity to remove all these generals and order new ones. Today, he will uproot the Mu family among the four great families that made him worried, and see what helpers the regent Murong Jin has in southern Xinjiang.

Thinking about this, Murong Ping didn't intend to let go of His Highness's people, his gloomy and narrow eyes swept past the people kneeling under His Highness, as if he was about to open his mouth to punish the crime. At this time, the door of Hanyuan Hall was suddenly opened, and a little father-in-law ran in quickly, "Your Majesty, great joy, great joy." ”

Hearing this, His Royal Highness's courtiers and His Royal Highness's Murong Ping were all puzzled.

I saw a majestic figure coming in from outside the hall. He was dressed in silver armor and hung a robe of red brocade flowers from Xichuan. Under the three-pronged bundle of hair and blue crown, there is Zhang Jun's beautiful face like jade, as bright as starry eyes.

He seemed to come in the light, heroic and scorching.