Daduan, Jiayun thirty-one years, Yandu.

The midsummer heat has been scorching for many days, and the entire imperial city seems to be placed in a steamer, and even the people in the imperial city are inevitably impetuous.

"Your Majesty, the regent will return to the court soon, if you act like this, if you don't restrain yourself, I'm afraid that the people's hearts will be lost."

"Putting the cart before the horse, not doing business, and being too late to have fun, it is easy to do nothing and lose morality, and the public may dissipate public trust, mislead the country and harm the government, and you must not be careless to prevent it."

"What Li Shangshu said is extremely true, Your Majesty, in the past, the regent ruled on your behalf on the grounds of your young age, but now you have been in power for seven years, but you still don't ask about government affairs, and if you are in your position and do not perform your duties, the world will be in chaos!"

In the palace hall, the hundreds of officials spoke fiercely and argued with each other, not caring at all about the young man on the throne, and his face was so black that he couldn't be darker.

However, these pedantic officials at the bottom did not have the intention of stopping at all, and stubbornly admonished, turning the good early dynasty into a meeting of criticism of the saints.

Li De, the chief eunuch, was secretly wiping the sweat on his head.

As soon as he looked up, he saw his master, although his face was impatient, but his body was still sitting lazily on the throne, revealing a sense of debauchery.

The young emperor is not as supreme as the world thinks, but because of the surging dark tide in the court, he has changed the prudence of the prince of the cold palace back then, and has become dissolute and unrestrained.

It seems that once you have a will, you will swell so much that you can't find the north.

"What do you mean, are you hoping that I will seize the power of the regent sooner?"

On the high seat, as soon as the young emperor spoke, he had a bit of a sense of non-shocking death.

How can such words be said so bluntly, I don't know how many regent people among the hundred officials, if it reaches his ears, then it will be enough!

Think about the regent Gu Yao, from a young general who was favored by the first emperor back then, to the only king with a different surname in Daduan, and now he has become the regent of a dynasty before he reaches the age of establishment.

Not to mention his generals, but in terms of means and planning, I am afraid that no one in the DPRK can match.

As for that unpredictable skill, over the years, he has been assassinated one after another, but he has not even touched the corner of his clothes.

The opponent is too strong, they sometimes don't know how to make a move, how can this little emperor break it so grandly!

The ministers were instantly silent, and the hall suddenly became extremely quiet.

They couldn't figure out the purpose of Yuwen Jue's question, so they all raised their heads in unison, trying to see his expression.

On the high seat, the sword eyebrows of the young son of heaven flew obliquely, the slender peach blossom eyes were slightly squinted, the expression was unknown, the tall nose, the thin lips, and the handsome face contour, there was a subtle edge and corner between the boy and the man.

Although the demeanor does not conform to the etiquette, but the appearance is so beautiful, it is difficult to make people feel bad just by looking at the skin.

When the first emperor was dying, he pointed at the little prince Yu Wenjue, who was still in the cold palace, and it was not for no reason.

At the very least, such a look, standing among the princes, is also the most eye-catching.

It's a pity, it's not angry...... The old ministers inevitably sighed in their hearts.

"Now the people only know the regent Gu Yao, but they don't know the present.... If you don't suppress the limelight and become too arrogant, won't this fire sooner or later burn to the saints! ”

An old minister with gray sideburns, speaking earnestly, knelt down with tears in his eyes and continued to speak.

Just say that the regent Gu Yao is a wolf, and sooner or later he will seek power and usurp the throne, and then this big end will change the sky, and Yuwenjue, the young son of heaven, will also die soon.

Others dare not say this, but the person who said this is the patriarch of the Three Dynasties, Mrs. Xu, Xu Congwen, and now the teacher of the Son of Heaven.

Yu Wenjue, who was on the throne, glanced at him, and said in his heart: This still needs you to remind me, in the past seven years since I ascended the throne, when can I forget the sword hanging over my head only when I am drunk and dreaming of death?