Wen Yunxiang was dressed in prison clothes, and knelt on the hall with heavy chains on his hands and feet.

Wen Ming held his head with his hands, unwilling to open his eyes to see this rebel. In addition, some troubles caused by this rebel have not slept at all.

This body is also in a big deficit, and the gray hair on the temples has also increased a lot, and it has just entered the winter with a little wind and cold disease, and it has not recovered until now.

There was silence in the hall, Wen Mingshi retreated from everyone early in the morning, there were only personal eunuchs Changxi and Wen Chunan, Wen Yunxiu, and Guo Yuan and others in the hall, as well as Yan Feiluan, who the emperor couldn't refuse directly, and everyone was speechless one after another, and no one spoke first.

Wen Yunxiang's attack on the city was also very large, and the entire palace was filled with an uneasy atmosphere at that time, Wen Yue packed up and sat in his palace, holding the warm jade in his hand, so that his palms would not come back in a cold sweat all the time.

Jin Tuan has been guarding Wen Yue's side and never leaving.

At this time, a palace maid who looked like a young girl hurriedly ran from outside, and knelt down as soon as she saw Wen Yue

"Your Royal Highness the Princess, the eldest prince has been captured, and is currently preparing for trial, and I also ask Her Royal Highness the princess to rescue you."

The palace maid looked so raw, Wen Yue remembered that she had never seen this person among the eldest brother's henchmen.

It's just that this eldest brother committed a capital crime of rebellion, how can he save it?

Wen Yue helped the palace maid up first

"I can only do my best, let's go to the main hall and have a look."

Jin Tuan took off the cloak from the shelf, draped it over Wen Yue, and went out with her.

When the palace maid saw that Wen Yue had left, the stone in her heart seemed to have fallen to the ground, and she breathed a sigh of relief and got up to leave.

On the other side, all the thieves were captured, and the secret guard who fled back reported to the prime minister that he fled quickly, and the green mountains left behind were not afraid of no firewood.

But the prime minister resolutely refused their request to help him escape, for him all his life was chasing some high positions of power, if there was nothing left, he even lost his grandson and daughter.

What's the point of living like this, if you don't get the rights he expects, you're always a loser in history.

Naturally, he knew that his general trend was gone, and waved his sleeves to make the dark guard retreat

"From now on, I will no longer be your master, and I will go to the rivers and lakes to make a living in the future."

These guards are all orphans he adopted since he was a child, and secretly cultivated them to become excellent guards to do some shady things for him.

The people led by the thrush knelt down one after another, unwilling to leave, they had been obeying the prime minister since they were children, and naturally they could not see the prime minister fall into prison and disperse.

"One last order I gave you, no matter what, I will save Xiang'er's life."

When the prime minister learned that his fate seemed to have come to an end, he unexpectedly felt a little more warm in his heart, after all, that was the grandson he grew up with, and he became a pawn of his inflated desire to seek power step by step, and he couldn't bear it.

Thrush retreated with a group of secret guards, and at this time there was only one prime minister in the front hall, he sat on a high position, poured himself a cup of tea, and tasted it himself.

The footsteps of the Qi Brush Guards surrounded his mansion.

The prime minister didn't panic, as if he had seen life and death.

Lin Tang walked into the front hall and said to the prime minister condescendingly

"Let's go, my lord, the emperor is invited."

Lin Tang's words were full of yin and yang weirdness towards the prime minister, like ridicule, sarcasm, and sadness.

The prime minister put down the teacup, stood up, shook the robe on his body, and strode forward with a flick of his big sleeves, as if he was looking at death as if he was at home.

The departing thrush found a maid in the palace to go to Wen Yue's bedroom, hoping to seek the help of the princess, which was also their only attack, and the princess's favored celebrities were well known.

Lin Tang escorted the prime minister back to the palace, and before that, everyone in the hall was silent, as if they had agreed tacitly.

When the prime minister was also escorted to the main hall, Wen Yunxiang glanced back, grandfather? It turned out that his father was so clear-minded.

When the prime minister was escorted to the top of the main hall, he knelt down and cried

"Your Majesty, the old minister is guilty, and it is unforgivable to die."

A gray-haired old man is extremely sad at this time, no longer the high-spirited crane-haired old man, but a dying man in his last years.

Wen Mingshi finally raised his eyes and looked at the people below, but first he said to Yan Feiluan

"I'm sorry, my family matter is to make Princess Yan laugh."

The reason why Yan Feiluan had to come to watch this farce was well known to everyone, but the princess of Yanguo had encountered such a big panic crisis in the territory of Mingguo, as the host, she still had to let her know the reason to show the sincerity of Mingguo.

Yan Feiluan bowed slightly and shook her head, but she didn't say anything, she still managed the subtlety of the atmosphere on this occasion.

Wen Mingshi put his hands on the imperial case and looked at Wen Yunxiang

"Would you like to sit on my dragon chair? Let you hold the power of the world, and will you be worshiped by the people of this country? ”

There was no expected anger, and there was no immediate decision, Wen Mingshi calmly said to Wen Yunxiang, mourning more than dying.

When his son rebelled against him, and when Jian Feng pointed directly at his father on the throne, he seemed to feel that the most worthless thing in the royal family was the flesh and blood.

Wen Yunxiang's lying body was lowered, his back trembled slightly, and he didn't even have the courage to face his father's eyes at this time.

The hall was silent again, and only the sound of each person's breathing could be heard.

Wen Mingshi turned his head to look at the prime minister, and his eyes at this time were a little more annoyed than just now

"I'm afraid that the position above 10,000 people under this person can no longer satisfy the prime minister, is it to help the new emperor ascend the throne, and then become the regent of this Ming Dynasty?"

Wen Mingshi finally said that his voice became louder and louder, and his anger became stronger and stronger, and he coughed violently without taking a breath, and the Changxi around him was shocked, and hurriedly handed the emperor a handkerchief.

Wen Mingshi coughed a few times at the handkerchief, and faintly saw a faint trace of red in the handkerchief, holding it in the palm of his hand, so that others could not see it.

"Father, beware of the dragon body."

It was Wen Yunxiu who spoke, and Wen Chunan on the side just looked like he was watching a play and was silent.

Wen Mingshi nodded, then calmed down a little and continued

"Since the day you rebelled and usurped the throne, I will no longer have a son of yours."

Wen Yunxiang suddenly laughed sadly

"Becoming a king or defeating a king, Xiang'er already knew his fate the moment he was captured."

The prime minister beside him trembled and knelt forward

"Your Majesty, the guilty ministers confess, and all the guilty ministers will confess."