This morning's court is destined to be not peaceful.

The general who returned to the north, Yan Wangbei lost his temper after drinking at the celebration banquet last night, and was rude to the concubine, the Son of Heaven absurdly threatened to give the concubine to Yan Wangbei, Yan Wangbei knelt down in the Jinluan Palace, and was willing to receive a hundred boards.

The sky was overcast.

The majestic Jinluan Palace, the grinning golden jade unicorn on the eaves shows a bit of fierceness, and in the thin morning light, it seems to be a tomb.

The dull sound of planks lapping on the pads had been going on for an hour.

In the main hall, the ministers held their breath, and some of the timid ones were already covered with fine sweat on their foreheads.

The muffled sound of one after another was like a muffled drum beating on people's hearts.

"Your Majesty, the minister is wronged!"

From beginning to end, Yan Wangbei only shouted this sentence, from being full of anger at the beginning, to being low and hoarse now.

Some people closed their eyes and sighed, and some people sneered......

The corners of Prime Minister Zhao Cheng's party had a hint of a treacherous smile on the corner of their mouths.

Soon a guard with a knife came into the hall, knelt down and said, "Back to Your Majesty, a hundred boards have been beaten!" ”

Some old ministers breathed a sigh of relief, a hundred big boards, and those who serve in the army should be able to stand up. Listening to Yan Wangbei's sonorous and powerful ministers, it would be good to rest for a few days.

The old emperor was so thin that he only had a handful of bones left, and he could barely support the dragon robe, and when he heard the words of the guard, he sneered, "Ask him, is he willing to accept the beauty rewarded by the lonely king." ”

The guards with knives soon went out.

"Yan Shuai, are you willing to accept the beauty rewarded by Your Majesty?" The guard asked in a loud voice.

Yan Wangbei raised his head with great difficulty, and spit out the wooden bolt in his mouth, and there was a row of bloody imprints on the wooden bolt.

He looked at the gloomy and gloomy Jinluan Hall under the gloomy sky, and a voice overflowed from his chest, "Minister, wronged!" ”

The sound is in the clouds, and the words are piercing.

Looking at the bloodless people on the bench, the guard couldn't bear it in his heart, and said in a low voice, "Marshal, you can accept the beauty rewarded by Your Majesty!" “

Yan Wangbei grinned, and there was a bloodstain on his gums, "Your Majesty, the minister is wronged!" ”

The guard sighed heavily, secretly hated that he didn't know how to be flexible, and went into the palace to reply to the emperor.

In the palace wall not far away, an begonia leaned out, the color was extremely intense, like blood, the corners of Yan Wangbei's mouth were cracked a little bigger, and the corners of his eyes flashed with a touch of crystal.

The best destination for a military general may be to die on the battlefield, but unfortunately he can't get that honor.

In the main hall, the old emperor listened to the guard's words, and his eyes flashed, "He refuses to accept Lone's reward?" ”

The guards were dripping in cold sweat, "Marshal Yan has been shouting injustice!" ”

A sneer appeared at the corner of the old emperor's mouth, "Wrong? Lone didn't blame him, where did he come from? ”

No one dared to answer his words, the old emperor's gaze swept down the court, and the ministers couldn't help but shrink their bodies, trying to reduce their sense of existence.

The old emperor's eyes fell on the old general Yan, who was dressed in a first-class military general's court uniform and had a white beard, "Yan Aiqing, you say, should you be punished?" ”

General Yan Lao straightened his old bones and stood like a javelin, and the old emperor of the north called his name and took a step forward to salute, "One day as a minister, one day as a loyal monarch, the dog is frivolous, if you do something wrong, you should be punished-"

He kowtowed heavily and smashed on the black floor tiles, which shocked the ministers' hearts.

Some old ministers have already turned their faces away and secretly wiped their tears.

The brocade robe that has been changed by the horse all his life is no match for the emperor's suspicion.

Old General Yan once saved the emperor's life on the battlefield, and he has always been favored by the emperor, otherwise twelve years ago, the god of war of the Chu State would have been envious, and the Yan family would not have risen so quickly.

This is the emperor, capricious......

General Yan's words made the emperor very satisfied, and said, "Gu knows that Yan Aiqing has always governed the army rigorously and taught his son well, since Yan Aiqing feels that he should be punished, then he will be fined another hundred boards!" ”

Another 100 boards, isn't this a clear life?

The ministers sighed.

Old General Yan's tall body trembled, but he didn't speak, only a pair of hands hidden under his wide sleeves were clenched tightly.

The guards withdrew from the hall, and soon remembered the muffled sound of slapping flesh outside, and again, and again, and with their eyes closed, they could imagine the splattering of flesh and blood.

The minister standing at the door of the hall quietly glanced back, and soon covered his face with his sleeve and turned his head away.

There was blood dripping from under the torture bench, and it was shocking to look at.

"Your Majesty, Marshal Yan has fainted!" The guard shouted.

Xibohou gloated and glanced at the old general Yan who had his eyes closed and his fists clenched, "Old general, your marshal's son is not in good health, and he can't stand two hundred boards." ”

Old General Yan opened his eyes and glanced at the person who was smiling wantonly, "At least he has sat in the position of the generalissimo of the Great Chu soldiers and horses with his strength!" ”

The implication is that no matter how capable you are Xibohou, you also asked a junior to grab the position of marshal.

Xi Bohou's eyes overflowed with hideous hatred, and he soon laughed again, "I'm afraid that he, the generalissimo of soldiers and horses, won't be long in office!" ”

These words made General Yan's heart tremble, and he raised his eyes to look at the cloudy eyes and a glance at the withered Son of Heaven, General Yan suddenly felt that with such a person controlling the government, Great Chu should have perished a long time ago.

The old emperor said, "How many big boards have you played?" ”

"Thirty." The guard replied.

"These 100 boards have only received 30 boards, why can't you stand it?" The old emperor seemed to be extremely dissatisfied, and his eyes fell on Xibohou, "Ouyang Aiqing, what do you think?" ”

Xi Bohou came out and said, "Naturally, it will continue to be beaten, and it will be the same if the butt is broken and the leg is beaten." ”

This vulgar remark made the civil officials glaring angrily, but it made the old emperor laugh, "Well said, then continue to fight!" ”

Old General Yan's tall body trembled.

Hitting the legs is not as good as beating the stomach, he has been an official for decades, and he naturally knows the doorways to beat the boards, and the remaining seventy boards can completely cripple Yan Wangbei's legs.

The Lord Protector suddenly appeared at this time, "Your Majesty, this matter is not allowed. ”

The old emperor's eyes narrowed, "Why not?" ”

Protecting the country fairly, "Marshal Yan's great victory in the northern expedition is a great hero of my Chu State, and his merits and demerits are offset by each other, how can he offset this punishment." Otherwise, what will the people of the dawn of the world think of Your Majesty? How can the officers and men of the three armies convince Your Majesty? ”

Xibohou snorted coldly, "The prince broke the law and committed the same crime as the common people!" Merit is merit, and transgression is transgression, how can it be offset? ”

The Protector was unmoved, "That's why the old minister interceded for Marshal Yan at this time." He bowed to the old emperor, "Marshal Yan has already been punished by one hundred and thirty boards, which can be regarded as punishment, and the remaining seventy boards are exempted, which is even more saintly and virtuous." ”

The name of the patriarch of the three dynasties of the Protector was not in vain, and soon the courtiers who knelt on the ground hulala, "Please also ask the Holy Lord to take back his order and spare Marshal Yan!" ”

"The country has national laws, and the family has family rules......" As soon as Prime Minister Zhao Cheng started, he was interrupted by the Protector of the Kingdom, "Your Majesty, you also think about Prime Minister Zhao, Prime Minister Zhao has worked hard for so many years, and Marshal Yan is the eldest son-in-law of Prime Minister Zhao, if anything goes wrong with Marshal Yan, Prime Minister Zhao is such a daughter in the palm of his hand, how can he live the rest of his life?" ”

"I don't know if Aiqing and Yan Aiqing's house are married......" The meaning of the emperor's words is unclear, and it only makes Prime Minister Zhao Cheng feel empty.

At this juncture, the emperor knew that he had a relationship with the Yan family, and with the old emperor's suspicious temperament, he would definitely think more.

The ginger is still old and spicy.

Prime Minister Zhao Cheng hated in his heart, but his face was full of panic, and he knelt on the ground with a pop, and the old tears were rampant, "Your Majesty, the little girl and General Yan were engaged to marry a few years ago. But Lao Chen is willing to focus on the overall situation and will never engage in favoritism! ”

He did look at the infinite scenery of Yan Wangbei before, and wanted to talk to Yan Wangbei, but now the Yan family has become a mud bodhisattva crossing the river - it is difficult to protect himself, how could he be stupid enough to catch the future of the Zhao family.

He said so, and the protector kept silent.

He is also taking the path of a civilian official now, but in the end, he has been a military general, and he is still a little arrogant. Civil officials are always benevolent, righteous and moral, hypocritical and pretentious.

As long as there is interest, what is face to them?

It is said that literati are loyal, and the protector looked at Prime Minister Zhao Cheng, who was crying in front of the emperor, and suddenly felt sarcastic, "Prime Minister, you are all at this age, let's save some face for yourself!" The protégés are watching! ”

Above the court, only if his qualifications are older than Zhao Chengxiang and his protégés are more than Zhao Chengxiang, he dares to speak like this.

Prime Minister Zhao Cheng's crying was stuck, and he hated the protector in his heart.

The old emperor didn't want to listen to the two old ministers fighting anymore, and the two old foxes couldn't fight, so he said, "The beauty of the lonely reward dares not to be, this is to despise the imperial power again!" But as the protector said, Marshal Yan has made outstanding achievements, so ...... Let's take it into custody for the time being, and let's discuss it later. ”

"Holy Heaven!" The ministers fell to the ground and shouted.

The emperor's eyes rolled, "Speaking of merit, can the prince of the Jun family be there?" ”

There was a terrible silence in the courtroom.

The old emperor asked knowingly, "Jun Chen is here?" ”

After another brief silence, Xibohou replied, "The old minister is clumsy, and he has not seen the prince in the court. ”

Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the protector with a provocation.

The Lord Protector was unmoved this time.

Old General Yan couldn't help but be puzzled, just now the Protector spoke for Yan Wangbei, he thought that the Protector was on the same front with them, why did he ask Junchen now, but he kept silent?

Is it because you are afraid that people will say favoritism?

Wuhou came out and said, "Back to Your Majesty, last night there was a fire in the north of the Zhenbei Wangfu, and the houses along the street were burned clean in the north, and there were heavy casualties. ”

The old emperor pretended to be surprised, "There is such a thing?" ”

said, "Jing'an, when you go to the next court later, you will personally go to Zhenbei Wangfu to take a trip and offer condolences!" ”

"The old slave obeys!" The chief eunuch standing under the golden dragon chair brushed an incomprehensible smile on his face with an incomprehensible smile.

The old emperor yawned, "Today's early dynasty will end in the end." ”

Jing An immediately shouted in a shrill voice, "Retreat—"

"Congratulations to my emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

The gloomy sky, the miserable rain, the whining flute sounded like weeping.

The white sail-like robe dragged in the muddy rain, gathering and scattering like smoke, scattered and gathered, and the long black knee-length hair was dead against the hem of the master's clothes.

The white shadow suddenly stopped, and looked back at the misty and rain-shrouded capital.

"Forget it, let's go."