Wen Yongju's gaze slowly moved to Cen Yin in front of him, only glanced at it, and immediately lowered his eyes.

Cen Yin even dared to say that the third prince would take it, so if he wanted to kill himself, it would be as easy as pinching an ant to death!

He has fought against Cen Yin again and again, and Cen Yin will definitely not let go of himself......

Wen Yongju's face was like ashes, his whole body was trembling slightly, and his cloudy eyes were filled with a fear of death.

Next, it's your turn......

Wen Yongju looked at Cen Yin timidly, however, Cen Yin didn't even give him a look.

"Lord Yu," Cen Yin smiled faintly, looking at Yu Bingzhong who was a few steps away, and said nonchalantly, "You are also old, and you have worked a lot over the years, it is time to go back and enjoy the blessings of your children and grandchildren." ”

Everyone knows that Cen Yin's words are nonsense, Yu Bingzhong's age is several years younger than Duanmuxian, and his body has always been healthy and tough, and he is still far from Zhishi.

In other words, as they guessed, Yu Bingzhong really has a lot to do with today's events......

The ministers were at ease, and their eyes surging with extremely complicated emotions when they looked at Yu Bingzhong. As the old saying goes, fame and fortune come in danger, and wealth and wealth are sought in danger!

"......" Yu Bingzhong's eyes widened, and his heart was filled with a thick bitterness, and then he was powerless: Sure enough, Cen Yin really knew it.

And Cen Yin's meaning is very clear, for the sake of his hard work over the years, he gave himself a chance to get out.

If you don't know how to be interested, and you have to rely on it, then with Cen Yin's temper, I'm afraid that I will implicate my children, grandchildren and family......

I think he was twenty-eight years old and hit the list, and then entered the Hanlin Academy as an editor, and worked hard in the court for decades, step by step, to the position of the current Ministry of Rites, only to be greedy once, but I didn't expect it to be this kind of ending!

One misstep becomes a thousand hatreds.

Yu Bingzhong's heart couldn't help but think of this sentence, and his heart was surging, and it was difficult to calm down for a long time.

It's too late to regret it now, and it's hard to recover.

Yu Bingzhong's face was gray, his eyes were blank, and he stood motionless in place for a while.

After a while, he finally moved, bowed his head to Cen Yin in front of him, and gritted his teeth in response: "Lord Cen is right." ”

The simple six words represent Yu Bingzhong's ending.

After the words fell, the hall fell silent again, and the dust settled.

The expressions of the ministers became more complicated, some regret, some sympathy, some sighs, some gloating, and some people saw hope and showed the light of ambition.

Now that Yu Bingzhong has taken the initiative to become a scholar, it means that the position of the secretary of the Ministry of Rites is vacant, and this is a great opportunity to enter the cabinet!

Many of the ministers present were full of brilliance, wondering in their hearts who would be the next secretary of the Ministry of Rites.

There are also some people who are terrified, they just feel that nothing in this court can hide from Cen Yin's fiery eyes, and they don't even think that someone is stirring up trouble under Cen Yin's nose.

A few more active ministers couldn't help but start to suspect that this matter might not be Cen Yin paving the way for Mu Yan, maybe Cen Yin was using this matter to beat them!

That's right, it must be so!

Several ministers secretly exchanged glances, and they all felt that they had the truth.

There was a deep awe in the eyes of these people looking at Cen Yin, and the hall was quieter, as if even the wind had stopped.

Cen Yin was quite satisfied with Bingzhong's acquaintance, and waved his hand casually, "You all stand down." ”

The ministers were relieved one by one, and they all responded: "Yes, Lord Cen Governor." ”

Then, the ministers, including Yu Bingzhong and Jiang Deshen, almost couldn't wait to withdraw from the Heart Cultivation Palace, and they were quite happy for the rest of their lives after the catastrophe.

The main hall quickly became empty, and only a few Yu Linwei and Wen Yongju remained.

Wen Yongju didn't dare to move, his body was still trembling, trembling, for fear that Cen Yin would mention his name in the next moment.

Cen Yin still didn't look at Wen Yongju, got up from the chair, stroked his sleeves casually, left a sentence "You are waiting here", and walked towards the direction of the emperor's bedroom.

The bright yellow curtain was lifted and fell, shaking in mid-air.

On the one hand, Wen Yongju breathed a sigh of relief, but on the other hand, his heart was still hanging in mid-air, his heart was beating faster and faster, and his mind was even more imaginative, imagining his own fate......

Gao Zelu glanced at Wen Yongju with contempt, and he could probably guess his thoughts, and said in his heart: This Gonggong Wen inevitably takes himself too seriously, and a person like him is not enough to enter the eyes of the Overseer.

On the other side of the curtain, Cen Yin had already stopped and looked down at the emperor who was lying on the ground a foot away.

The emperor in a white tunic was crooked to the ground like a wriggling worm, his silver hair was disheveled, his chin was covered with stubble, and his coat was stained with ink and blood.

The emperor struggled to get up again and again, but it was only in vain, and he could only barely move forward a few inches, which was even more embarrassing.

Cen ...... Hide. The emperor also saw Cen Yin, raised his head hard, the pupils of his eyes shrank sharply, and his cold gaze stared fiercely at Cen Yin's face, and asked, "My ...... What about the Three Emperors?! ”

Two people, one raunchy, described as haggard; One is well-dressed, noble and elegant.

The contrast between the two is stark, as if two paintings of completely different styles are juxtaposed.

Cen Yin looked at the emperor expressionlessly, and said lightly: "The third prince conspired against the crime, disguised the edict of succession, the evidence of the crime is conclusive, and he has been taken down, and he will be convicted after the trial of the three divisions." ”

"Nonsense...... the emperor was eager to swallow Cen Yin in one bite, his eyes burst out with hatred, and he said with difficulty, "This edict was written by my own hand. ”

"So what?" Cen Yin raised his eyebrows slightly, and only gave these four words as an understatement.

He stood with his hands on his hands, raised his chin slightly, and looked out the window.

"You ......" the emperor gritted his teeth, his eyes changing brightly and darkly.

When Cen Yin looked down at him, the emperor felt resentful and ashamed, but when Cen Yin looked away, the emperor felt panicked, as if he had no more value.

It has been almost half a year since the emperor woke up from a coma in February this year and was trapped in the Heart Cultivation Palace.

At the beginning, he still had many expectations, hoping that those courtiers would be loyal and patriotic, expecting Cen Yin and Mu Yan to turn their faces, and hoping that he would get better...... But, slowly, those expectations disappeared in the same way.

As time passed, the emperor became more and more uneasy, and he clearly knew in his heart that it was useless to just wait in the Heart Cultivation Hall like this.

When Wen Yongju mentioned Mu Youjing, the emperor regarded Mu Youjing as the last driftwood, and he needed to be rescued by King Renqin, and Mu Youjing was indeed a suitable candidate. As long as he establishes Mu Youjing as the crown prince, then Mu Youjing will naturally become the heir to the throne in the name of righteousness, and Mu Yan, a lowly species, will not be pleased.

Cen Yin has always seen the wind and steered, and he is mercenary, maybe he will give up Mu Yan "homeopathically", as long as Mu Yan loses power and Mu Youjing takes the position, then he can go out.

However, he didn't expect Mu Youjing to know where to show his feet, so he let Cen Yin catch him.

Hey, he's really not a good third emperor!!

The emperor thought with disgust in his heart, how much regret he had chosen the third child at this moment, maybe the eldest and fourth would be more suitable candidates to save the driver.

But now it's too late for him to regret it, with today's out, the guards inside and outside the Heart Cultivation Hall will only become stricter and more airtight in the future.

If he wants to find someone to save him again, I'm afraid it's unlikely, and Cen Yin will definitely not give him a second chance.

Thinking about it, the emperor hated it even more in his heart, and his teeth rattled, as if they were about to be crushed.

"It's ...... I wrote it myself...... Written edicts. The emperor looked up at Cen Yin, confused, and emphasized again. At this moment, even he didn't know what the meaning of his repetition was.

The breeze blew from the window, blowing the moon-white gauze around the dragon couch, and the veil danced lightly and rustled.

Cen Yin finally looked at the emperor again, the corners of his lips rose slightly, with a little evil charm and a little arrogance, and said lightly: "What I say is true is true, and what I say fake is false." ”

What arrogance!

The emperor's eyes widened, and even when he was healthy, he didn't dare to say such a thing. After all, the state has national laws, and he still wants to be a prosperous monarch who will go down in history.

The emperor thought that he had thoroughly seen through Cen Yin, a treacherous traitor with three swords, but now he seemed to feel that he didn't know him again.

"Cen Yin, why?" The emperor stared at the young man in front of him, who was both familiar and unfamiliar, the corners of his lips tensed, and his heart was shrouded in suspicion.

"I treat you well, you actually ...... betrayed me, Mu Yan to the end...... What did you promise...... Advantage? The Emperor asked again in fits and starts.

Half a year has passed, and the emperor can't figure this out after thinking about it.

He has already given Cen Yin supreme power and trust, what else can Cen Yin want, a knighthood? Didn't he already promise that he could make Cen Yin nine thousand years old?!

What else can Mu Yan give Cen Yin?!

Cen Yin was silent, and the corners of his lips seemed to rise slightly, as if deep, as if mocking, and unpredictable.

The emperor continued with difficulty: "Now Mu Yan ...... It is because of him that he is relying on you and that all things are going with you...... I can use you. Later, once he ascends the throne...... Stand firm, he is the first to ...... Got rid of the people...... It's you. ”

"The cunning rabbit is dead, and the lackeys are cooking. You won't ...... this truth Don't understand, do you? ”

"Mu Yan is ambitious, young and strong, one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, you two ...... Sooner or later, there will be a fight. ”

"I am seriously ill now, and I have sons under my knees...... is not angry, and the government will still be ...... in the future Over to you. I can promise you to make seven princes...... As the prince, the Seventh Prince is less than three years old, and in the future, you can ...... Take control of the government. ”

"Also, last time...... The conditions that have been said are still valid. I can seal you...... He is 9,000 years old and regent. I'm okay...... Make an edict immediately, and you will assist the young lord in the future. ”

The Emperor felt that he had shown his greatest sincerity, and even he himself was almost moved.

The emperor can't control the future now, and now he just wants to get out of this cage as soon as possible, instead of being under house arrest like he is now.

He wanted the best doctor in the world to treat him, not listen to the nonsense of those useless doctors.

Cen Yin kept smiling and said for a long time as if the emperor was singing a one-man show.

The emperor looked at Cen Yin without blinking, and said, "Do you still want to ...... What do you want? I can even ...... Put the inner library ...... I'll leave it to you too. ”

The inner treasury is the emperor's own treasury, which is driven by successive emperors themselves, and no emperor in the history of Dasheng has ever handed over the ownership of the inner treasury.

He has already set such conditions, which is almost equivalent to giving up half of Dasheng's country to Cen Yin's control, will Cen Yin not agree? !

The Emperor's gaze was blazing, and his heart was pounding faster.

This time, Cen Yin finally reacted, and walked towards the emperor, stopping less than two steps away from him.

Cen Yin's shadow cast a shadow on the emperor's face, revealing a condescending posture.

"The conditions are good." Cen Yin sighed casually, a faint smile on the corner of his lips.

The Emperor's gloomy eyes lit up, and his chin rose even higher, like a lost traveler in the desert who had finally seen an oasis.

He knew that Cen Yin would be moved!

The conditions he proposed must be much better than what Mu Yan could give, and for Cen Yin, there are also a lot of uncertainties, and Cen Yin can at least keep the glory and wealth of this life.

What more could Cen Yin ask for?!

While Mu Yan is not in Beijing now, as long as he immediately issues an edict to crown the Seventh Prince as the crown prince, then everything will be a foregone conclusion. By the time Mu Yan returned to Beijing, it would be too late, and what would only be waiting for him would be the butcher's knife from Cen Yin.

The emperor's eyes seemed to see Mu Yan kneeling humbly in front of him begging for mercy, and there was a burst of happiness in his heart, and those cloudy and godless eyes were shining brightly at this moment, and the bottom of his eyes flashed with excitement.

This time, he must cut An Ping and Mu Yan with a thousand knives! The emperor swore secretly in his heart.

Afraid that Cen Yin would regret it, the emperor hurriedly said, "I will ...... now Write an edict and make you nine thousand years old......"

In order to show his sincerity, the emperor squirmed directly on the ground, struggling to touch the wolf pen that fell not far away, and he had long lost the pride and demeanor of being an emperor.

With all his strength, the emperor stretched his right hand forward, two inches, one inch, and half an inch...... I finally grabbed the barrel of the pen, but I felt a feeling of pressure coming from my right wrist.

Cen Yin stepped on the emperor's right wrist with one foot, and he didn't use much force, but the emperor couldn't stand it anymore, and felt as if his wrist was about to be stepped on, and let out an unbearable cry of pain.

"......" The emperor was shocked and suspicious, and he didn't understand what happened to Cen Yin.

Didn't they talk about it well?! Why did he suddenly turn his face!

"You...... What are you doing?! The emperor's facial features were slightly twisted by the pain in his right wrist, and he asked, crying out in pain.

Cen Yin was unmoved, a faint smile appeared on his bewitching lips, and he sighed: "It's a pity." Your Majesty, I'm afraid you can't write with your hands. ”

He said pity, but there was no trace of regret in his voice, as cold as the frost of the wax moon.

Cen Yin's feet were slightly forced, and the emperor screamed even more violently like a pig, his face turned pale, and the wolf pen in his hand came out of his hand, and the pen rolled out.

Looking at the emperor's ugly appearance, Cen Yin only had disgust in his heart.

"Cen Yin ......," the emperor rebuked angrily, "what the hell are you...... What do you want to do! ”

"My hand...... Let go of my hand! ”

"Someone, come and help!"

The emperor was so weak that he was unable to resist at all, so he could only scream and denounce, with cold sweat on his forehead.

However, no one paid attention.

There were only two of them in the dormitory, and the Yu Lin Wei and the attendants outside all seemed to be deaf.

Wen Yongju, who was paralyzed on the ground, naturally heard it, but he couldn't protect himself at the moment, where did he have the strength to take care of the emperor. Even the forbidden army is in Cen Yin's hands, and now Cen Yin wants the emperor to die and live, even if Cen Yin kills the emperor today, the people here will treat it as if they didn't see it.

With the emperor's shouting, the cold sweat on Wen Yongju's forehead and neck became denser, and the whole person seemed to be fished out of the water.

At this time, the curtain leading to the dormitory was lifted, Wen Yongju subconsciously looked over, and saw Cen Yin walking out of it.

Wen Yongju didn't dare to look directly into Cen Yin's eyes, and immediately stared down at the ground, and his body shrank subconsciously.

The great eunuch Yuan Zhi hurriedly took two small chamberlains to Cen Yin to salute him, and greeted him diligently: "Didn't you surprise the overseer, right?" ”

Cen Yin said lightly: "The emperor made the third prince angry, let the emperor have a good rest." ”

As he spoke, the Emperor's groans and gasps of pain could be heard from behind.

Yuan Zhi is a clever person, since Cen Yin ordered the emperor to rest well, then he doesn't have to worry about the emperor's hands, whether it is broken or broken, it doesn't matter.

Yuan Zhi glanced quickly at the door curtain, and disdainful in his heart: It's all come to this point, the emperor really doesn't know how many taels he has, he deserves it!

"The overseer is right, it is time to let the emperor rest alone." Yuan Zhibi respectfully received the order.

Wen Yongju also heard the meaning of Cen Yin's words, Cen Yin didn't ask for the emperor's life for the time being, so did he ......

Cen Yin slowly put his hands behind his back and continued to walk forward, "Yuan Zhi, you have also worked hard during this time, and those who serve the emperor should be the ones who should come." ”

"Subordinates obey." Yuan Zhi stood in place and received the order again.

Cen Yin didn't say anything more, and stepped out of the Heart Nourishing Hall without hesitation, and walked down the white marble steps.

Gao Zelu also followed like a shadow, and the two Yu Linwei casually threw Wen Yongju to the ground and left.

The afternoon sun became hotter and scorching the earth, and the palace was like a furnace, ready to burn at any moment.

Cen Yin's body seemed to have an invisible barrier, isolating everything around him, and his forehead was as smooth as jade, without a drop of sweat.

Cen Yin's narrow black eyes were like a deep cold pool, cold, calm and profound.

After stepping on the last stone step, Cen Yin suddenly stopped, his eyes fell on the purse embroidered with moire on his waist, his slender fingers rubbed slightly on the moire on the purse twice, and his calm eyes also rippled hazy with his movements.

Cen Yin only stayed for a moment, and then left unhurriedly.

Yuan Zhi stood under the eaves and sent Cen Yin away.

It wasn't until Cen Yin's back disappeared that Yuan Zhi turned his head and glanced at Wen Yongju in the corner casually.

The two little chamberlains behind Yuan Zhi were also looking at Wen Yongju, exchanging glances with each other, feeling that the overseer was really considerate.

Everyone knows how troublesome and hard it is to serve a patient who is paralyzed in bed and completely unable to take care of himself.

The overseer deliberately kept Wen Yongju for them to share!

The two little chamberlains were grateful to Dade in their hearts, thinking that they must take good care of the emperor and share their worries with the overseer.

In the direction of the dormitory, the emperor was still shouting repeatedly, and words such as "coming", "my hand", and "passing on the imperial doctor" vaguely floated out from behind the door curtain.

Yuan Zhi just glanced at him, and a round-faced little chamberlain immediately understood, and opened the bright yellow curtain, and the emperor's embarrassed and wriggling figure immediately met the eyes of several of them.

Yuan Zhi frowned and didn't go in, unconcealing the indifference and disgust on his face.

Yuan Zhi threw down his sleeves in disgust, and ordered the round-faced little waiter in a strange manner: "Little Tangzi, don't hurry up and let Gonggong Wen serve the emperor." Didn't you see the emperor fall?! Hey, leading the work of serving people, and being lazy! ”

Obviously, Wen Yongju was less than three feet away, and Ming Ming Wen Yongju could also hear Yuan Zhi's voice, but Yuan Zhi didn't talk to Wen Yongju directly, but asked people to pass on to him, as if Wen Yongju was not qualified to talk to him at all.

"Yes, Gonggong Yuan." Xiao Tangzi hurriedly took the order, followed him to Wen Yongju with his head held high, and said arrogantly, "Gonggong Wen, what are you still doing here stupidly!" ”

Xiao Tangzi's voice was as sharp as a needle, and Wen Yongju, who was stunned, didn't come back to his senses until this moment.

"Why don't you hurry up and go in to serve the emperor!" Xiao Tangzi pointed in the direction of the dormitory and reprimanded, "Don't want to be lazy! ”

Wen Yongju's expression was wooden, and he lost his soul.

In the past six months, he has heard this kind of similar calls and insults, at first he will be angry, gradually, he will learn to be patient, he told himself that when the emperor regains power, he can naturally return to a high position, and then there will be revenge and revenge.

But after today, the last glimmer of hope in Wen Yongju's heart was extinguished.

He has always felt that he is no worse than Cen Yin, but Cen Yin has suppressed himself again and again, and his situation has deteriorated in the past few years.

Cen was afraid of him, so he didn't dare to touch him, so he could stay in the Heart Cultivation Hall unharmed, and until today, he didn't know that he was wrong, very wrong.

Over the years, Cen Yin didn't dare to move himself, in fact, he had never been in Cen Yin's eyes at all.

Cen Yin is now leaving himself alive, just to serve the emperor to eat, drink and Lazar.

That's all there is to it!

Wen Yongju still stood there dumbfounded, as if a building in his heart had collapsed in an instant, as if the belief he once believed in had been crushed......

I've been planning for so long, and it's just a joke in the eyes of others.

Xiao Tangzi saw that Wen Yongju was motionless, he was impatient, raised his hand and pushed him, and urged angrily: "You don't hurry up!" ”

Wen Yongju was pushed unexpectedly, stumbled a few steps, and almost didn't fall, his eyes happened to meet the emperor's eyes in the palace.

As soon as the emperor who was paralyzed on the ground saw Wen Yongju, he seemed to see a savior, and shouted intermittently: "Yongju...... Quick, come and help me. ”

Wen Yongju is like ashes, the emperor is now a waste, he can only beg for himself, when he used to be beautiful, how could he have remembered himself!

A feeling of unwillingness rose from the bottom of his heart......

Seeing that Wen Yongju looked like a wooden man, Xiao Tangzi was about to push him again, but Wen Yongju finally moved on his own, and walked towards the emperor who was shouting in the palace with a stiff posture.

At this moment, Wen Yongju actually had a very complicated and subtle feeling, he suddenly felt that instead of serving the emperor, he might as well surrender to Cen Yin, at least Cen Yin's rewards and punishments were clear, and it was good for the people under him.

Those who served Cen Yin are now all prosperous......

However, at this time, I'm afraid it's too late!

Wen Yongju walked into the dormitory in a daze, the door curtain fell again, and the peace in the heart cultivation hall returned to the past, like a pool of stagnant water, and there were no more waves.

It used to be the most popular place in the entire palace, but now it is almost the same as the cold palace, whether it is the concubines of the harem or the palace people, they seem to have forgotten this place, and few people mention it......