The empress left the palace in the middle of the night, which was a matter that could not be ignored, and after the will was conveyed, the commander of Yulinwei hurriedly received the order and carefully prepared the escort matters.

After a tea time, Zixi was already sitting on the dragon chariot that left the palace.

Looking down at her slender white and tender hands, she was still immersed in a dream and did not wake up, a big dream for twelve years......

Is it really a big dream for 12 years?

The piles and piles that have happened in the past twelve years came to mind one by one at this time, so that Zixi couldn't help but clench his hands, his heart contracted suddenly, and there was a piercing pain.

Chu Chen......

In the second year of the Qing Emperor of the Tanglin Kingdom, September 18.

The most shocking and unsettling thing happened in the capital since the empress ascended the throne.

The regent Nan Mohao led his troops to besiege the Prime Minister's Mansion, and ordered the young and gentle Prime Minister Feng Weiyu to be arrested in prison on charges of attempting rebellion, and ordered the house to be raided and punished by the Nine Clans.

However, the timely arrival of Her Majesty the Empress prevented this bloody storm that was about to become a fact.

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"The regent said that the prime minister intended to rebel, but is there any evidence?"

Feng Weiyu, who was dressed in a white robe and had a gentle appearance, looked at the man in black uniform opposite him with a calm look, as well as the countless armored and sword soldiers behind him.

The voice is warm, but it exudes a kind of calmness that the mountains collapse and do not change color.

Nan Mohao's eyes were like ice swords, and he stared at him coldly.

Word by word, as in the judge who pronounced the death penalty: "This king wants to kill you, and there is no need for evidence." If the king says you are guilty, you are guilty! ”

When Feng Weiyu heard this, her eyes were cold: "Whether the courtiers rebelled or not, it turned out that the regent alone had the final say, but there is still His Majesty in the eyes of the regent?" ”

"This king holds the power of regency by the will of the emperor, and his power is like that of the Son of Heaven." Nan Mohao's tone was cold and hard, and there was no room for change, "Your Majesty has not yet been in power, and this king has the right to decide the life and death of the rebels." ”

The words fell, as if the cold wind of the harsh winter had passed, and the air had condensed into ice in an instant.

Feng Weiyu's pupils shrank, and she stared at Mo Nanhao expressionlessly.

Nan Mohao, the regent of the Tanglin Kingdom, has a handsome and cold face like a knife and an axe, and his eyes are so cold that there is no trace of warmth.

The emperor had been on the throne for a year, and he had just been regent for a year.

Before the regent, he controlled two-thirds of the soldiers and horses of the Tanglin Kingdom, and he was even more resolute in the government and ruthless.

Governing the country and the army has always been known for its iron blood.

From the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, the officers and soldiers in the army, to the people of the capital, no one is afraid of him.

Tanglin Prime Minister Feng Weiyu, below the two and above 10,000 people.

Although he also holds the power of the court, he has a gentle and wise temperament, and treats him with dignity and humility, kindness and tolerance at the bottom, and generosity.

In the hearts of all the people who knew him in the Tanglin Kingdom, Feng Weiyu was almost a flawless existence.

These are two people, who have been in the same dynasty for several years, but they have a relationship like well water and river water, and they have never had verbal communication at other times except for discussing politics in the court.

The beginning of the Spring Festival will be the day when Her Majesty the Empress officially takes over the government.

However, before the empress took power, the regent wanted to destroy the prime minister Feng Weiyu, who had always been the most trusted by the Son of Heaven and the most supported by the courtiers, and cut down the grass and eradicated the roots.

Charged with rebellion.

There is no evidence, just because he is the regent, because he has the Praetorian Guard in his hands that people cannot resist.

Therefore, whoever he wants to die, he must die.