Cheng Ying's eyes were fierce, staring at Chen Su: "It's not just me, even Your Majesty...... Do you think that you have deserved the most credit for the sins you have committed? What kind of face do you have now, pretending to be a loyal minister of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty! ”

The corners of Chen Su's lips curled, and she squinted at the woman, as if she was watching a joke: "Niangniang and Your Majesty give the ministers official positions, give the ministers authority, and obey the ministers' words, if you say that you are guilty, shouldn't you be nailed to the judgment table together?" ”

Cheng Ying's face froze. Yes, she is also a heinous sin, and how can she escape from fate.

She was, he was, and so did the man in front of him.

This Shangshu who once leaned towards the government and the opposition, or rather, the leper beggar next to the stinky ditch in Luoyang before entering the palace, or, was scolded by the Eastern Zhou Dynasty and later generations as the infamous fox Shangshu.

Such a lowly person who can be trampled to death with one foot, but because of an accident, he was appreciated by Li Zhong, the head of the inner chamberlain, and was introduced to Emperor Zhou Ai.

He doesn't manage the government, he doesn't govern the people, and he can't read a few big characters. Such a Shang Shuqing, in exchange for wealth and fame, has two words: can play.

In the two years after the end of the Luo's case, the man in the bright yellow shirt quickly fell into hell and became the faint king of the world's revilation, and it was this fox Shangshu who opened the door to hell.

"Your Majesty, I heard that the Chengtai can reach the gods, and the minister thinks that it should be built in various counties, showing the heaven-sent Son of Heaven, so that those restless people can break their minds."

Then, the construction was carried out in a big way, and the bones of countless people were buried under the hundred-zhang bearing terrace, and every family only heard their daughters crying, but did not see the men alive.

"Your Majesty, I heard that the elite of the forbidden army has amazing arm strength, and dozens of catties of Dading can be lifted, and the minister thinks that His Royal Highness is the master, how can he miss this blessing."

Then, the forbidden army in the northern suburbs guarding the imperial palace was treated as a juggling team, dressed in oily hair and powdered face, and smiled at Bojun, and performed for the heavenly family every three or five times.

"Your Majesty, there are many victims in the capital, all of whom are hungry, and the grain cart can be snatched into monkeys after the leakage of broken grain, which is interesting."

Then, the victims waited eagerly for the government to release grain, but they only waited for the Heavenly Family to throw a handful of rice from the city gate, and saw them grab their heads and bleed, and giggled.

……

After a long time, Cheng Ying let out a turbid breath: "Chen Su, okay, no one was innocent back then." So are you here today to ask about your sins, or are you here to meet the deceased? ”

Chen Su always smiled lightly, but without a little warmth, and with an elusive aura, just like when he was in front of Emperor Zhou Ai, he still called himself a "slave" when he was in front of Emperor Zhou Ai, and when he left the palace in a blink of an eye, he could make the people kneel down and be his upper stool.

"This, it depends on how the mother chooses. The minister is now following Lord Goshi, oh no, Lord Xingshou. Eastern Wednesday 100 years of national ancestry, Niangniang is not ...... at all"

"That's all I have to say, I don't need to say more." Chen Ying interrupted stiffly and said coldly, "For the sake of you and me in the past, this time, I don't want to report you to the government." But next time, you and I won't be fellow travelers. ”

Chen Su raised his eyebrows, and wanted to say something, but saw a butterfly fly over, followed by a woman with a fan spread over it. The laughter startled the sparrows in the garden.

"Alas, it's time to pounce! Over there! ”

It was a warbler slave. Her little face was red and beads of sweat were hanging, fluttering butterflies with great interest, and she wanted to come to Chen Su to talk here, she waited for a while, so she had fun by herself.

As soon as the thought fell, the woman's shadow ran three steps away from Chen Su, and it was obviously abrupt for the master to be talking secretly with someone.

"Ah, sir, are you ...... Slave faux pas! The slave didn't hear anything! Slave, let's go! The warbler slave came to her senses, and her little red face immediately became frightened.

Fengyue women are trained to observe words and looks, be skillful and exquisite, and do things thoughtfully without leakage, such as those who miss slaves.

Although Cheng Yingyu had a subconscious taboo, she was afraid that Yingnu would hear something, but seeing that the woman's eyes were simple, she didn't have time to retract her smile, and she couldn't bear it, and feigned anger: "That's it, learn hard from your lady!" Go ahead, it's not more than three! ”

However, as soon as the three words fell, a cold light flashed, and Yingnu's head rolled to the ground.

The shadows of the flowers are sparse, the sun is shining, and the woman's eyes have not been closed, and the butterflies are perched in a pool of blood.

Dead. The garden became dead at that moment.

Although it was a good spring in March, Cheng Ying's hands and feet were cold in an instant.

She looked at the initiator who had slowly retracted his sword from its sheath, and could scarcely imagine that this man was talking peacefully to her one moment, and the next moment he was peacefully taking someone's life.

"Chen Su, are you crazy?! Yingnu is innocent, young and ignorant, and inadvertently breaks into the crime of not death! Cheng Ying's voice trembled and roared.

Thinking of this girl who had been shushing her a few days ago, and who had been in front of her bed all night to change her ice veil, now her bloody head was rolling at her feet.

She shivered, chilling.

The anger in Chen Su's eyes quickly disappeared, seamlessly, and changed to that modest appearance, saying, "In case she listens to it...... The stakes are so high that even the slightest possibility must be cut down and eradicated...... Hey? ”

Cheng Yingyi just wanted to say something. I saw Chen Su squatting down and picking up a candied fruit from a pool of blood.

It turned out to be the candied fruit he had just grabbed casually, but when he took out his sword, he raised his hand and fell to the ground, swollen with blood.

Then, Chen Su's face was unusual, wiped the ashes, and stuffed the blood-soaked candied fruit into his mouth, chirped a few times, and squinted slightly.

"The candied fruit dried by the golden peach in the Western Regions is two inches of gold and sweet."

Cheng Ying's pupils widened in disbelief: "Dead man's thing...... You ......"

This man has two masks, this man kills like hemp in the blink of an eye, this man's blood bubbles also feel sweet, he is clearly standing in the brilliant spring light, but he is like a demon from the depths of hell.

"Dead man's thing? Before entering the palace, she was the daughter of the Cheng family, and after entering the palace, she was the mother of the world, and you are used to living a rich life, you can't look down on it, right? ”

Chen Su smashed his mouth and looked at Cheng Yingyu strangely, his eyes in the daylight of Allure were so dark that he couldn't see the bottom.

"Queen Mother, snatch things from the hands of the dead...... What qualifications do you have for having never lived such a day, heh, what qualifications do those people in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty have to scold me Chen Su? ”

A rhetorical question, cold and piercing, together with the man's eyes that were brightened by karmic fire, and Cheng Ying's pupils that contracted for a moment, were imprinted in the March sky of the world.

And in the imperial palace a hundred miles away from here, Zhao Xiche was in such a March day, but his face was pale, as if he was facing a great enemy, looking at the forbidden army under the corner of the wall.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Don't tell your father and mother! The little virtuous king of the Western Zhou Dynasty sat on the wall and threatened with the matter.

The forbidden soldiers were embarrassed: "...... Your Highness, when the ministers have seen you, do you dare not report it? The ministers are not blind, and they can't pretend that they don't see ......."