Later generations often said that the collapse of principles often comes from a moment of vacillation.

And the moment Lu Juan was shaken, it became the beginning of Zhang Sheng's reversal of fate and pulling Lu Juan, the king of Yan, on the road to destruction······

"Minister's news: Peng Yue, the king of Liang, has beheaded Suiyang City for His Majesty, and hangs his head above the Luoyang City Tower."

"Your Majesty got meat from Peng Yue's corpse, and sent it to King Yingbu of Huainan, saying: Give minced meat."

Under Lu Juan's gaze, which was no longer resolute, he said this sentence in a calm tone, and saw Zhang Sheng suddenly sneer, and then looked up at Lu Juan meaningfully.

"The 'minced meat' given by His Majesty should have also been sent to the king?"

"I don't know how the king feels when His Majesty gives him this 'minced meat'?"

As he spoke, the sneering look on Zhang Sheng's face slowly turned into a touch of deep worry.

From this worry, Lu Juan was surprised to find that all of Zhang Sheng's worries seemed to be for himself······

"Hum ······"

Seeing Zhang Sheng laugh twice, he immediately turned his head sideways full of sarcasm, glanced at everyone in the hall, and did not forget to say: "Fang Cai, the king said: Yan Wang Zang Tu and Linjiang Wang Gongwei are all traitors who raised troops to judge the Han Dynasty, and even if they die, there is nothing wrong with it." ”

"Another king said: Zhang Ao, the king of Zhao, and Han Xin, the king of Chu, lost their kings, and they did plot against them, and the human and material evidence was conclusive."

"The surrender of the king of Han to Hu is not knowing Huayi's argument, but he betrays the Han Dynasty; Han Xin was demoted to the Marquis of Huaiyin, and he was booby-trapped to death in Chang'an Changle Palace for the queen, which was also deserved, and he reaped the consequences······"

said these words indifferently, and Zhang Sheng's face finally slowly swelled with a touch of deep worry, as well as a little bitterness that was exhausted but not understood.

"Now that the king Yunchen has another word, minister, obey the king's edict!"

"——Dare to ask the king: Peng Yue, the king of Liang, how innocent ?!!"

"What crime did he commit, that His Majesty should beg his head and raze his people, hang his head and cut off his flesh, and send it to the hands of the princes, called 'rewarding minced meat,' which is really a secret word of intimidation?!!!!!"

As he spoke, Zhang Sheng's face suddenly turned grim, and his eyes looking at Lu Juan were full of bitter grievances.

"Yan Wang Zang Di and Linjiang Wang Gongwei have indeed raised troops!"

"Zhang Ao, the king of Zhao, and Han Xin, the king of Chu, have indeed committed misdeeds!!"

"Han Wangxin's commitment to the Northern Barbarians is really insulting the dignity of the Ji Zhou royal family!!!!!"

"However, Peng Yue, the king of Liang, what is the crime?"

"Peng Yue has ever raised troops?!"

"Have you ever been like Zhang Ao, the king of Zhao, who sat back and watched the door to assassinate the saint ?!!"

"Or, like Han Xin, the king of Chu, to contain the remnants of Zhong Lixian and his ?!!!"

"And Peng Yue He once followed Han Wangxin's actions, betrayed the main judgment of the Han Dynasty, or followed Han Xin's secret communication with Chen Feng and caused trouble in the world, and even outside Changling, after assassinating Sheji?!!!!!"

With Zhang Sheng's infectious dissuasion, Lu Xuan's expression on his face only became more and more shaken.

Unconsciously sat back on the soft couch slowly, raised his head thoughtfully, and Lu Juan tried his last bit of strength to put forward his last rebuttal point.

"Last year, Chen Xian Chaodai, Zhao, His Majesty summoned Peng Yue to go with him, Peng Yue said that he was sick and did not ······"

With Lu Xuan's involuntarily lowered volume, and his tone became more and more empty, Zhang Sheng's heart finally landed on a big rock.

Then, Zhang Sheng let out another extremely sarcastic sneer, which resounded in the main hall of King Yan's palace.

"Humph!"

"Calling the Sick Don't Go ······"

"Humph!!"

With the bottom in his heart, Zhang Sheng no longer has any worries, and when he looks at Lu Xuan, he is more and more loyal to him that does not seem to be fake.

"--Just 'call the illness and don't go', then the head of Peng Yue hangs in Luoyang, and even more of its three clans?!"

"Humph!"

"The Great Joke of the World!!"

With a low trumpet full of sarcasm, he saw Zhang Sheng turn his head sideways coldly.

When the warrior behind him untied the thick rope tied to his hands, Zhang Sheng hurriedly stood up and immediately flicked his sleeves coldly!

"King!"

"—— "Han Law" written by Hou Xiao He, where there are twenty-three articles, hundreds of thousands of laws and regulations, but there is even one word, saying 'calling the sick and refusing to call', it should be the head of the clan and the ?!!clan will be punished."

"What's more: Peng Yue, the king of Liang, has been with His Majesty for a long time since he started Dangjun and cut down Qin, and has gone through no less than 100 large and small wars, and there are countless moments of life and death!"

"In the past, His Majesty defeated Peng Cheng and left, for Xiang Yu to be trapped in Xingyang, Peng Yue went out every three days and out for three days to disturb Xiang Yu's grain road!"

"For more than a few years, His Majesty's predicament has been eased a little; However, in this battle alone, Peng Yue's own body has no less than dozens of sores on his head, and there are as many as seven sores on his lungs!! ”

"Now Xiang Yu is dead, Peng Yuezong is not very old, or because of the old wounds in his later years, he occasionally can't do it."

"In this way alone, Your Majesty can ignore the merits of the past and the humility of the present, and send Wang Tianqi to be just a fortunate minister, and go to Peng Yue's head, and raze his clan's ?!!"

Asking this question with grief, Zhang Sheng looked at Lu Xuan's gaze, and finally brought the worry and worry that he did not hide at all.

"Why don't you think about it: in the coming day, or the Northern Barbarian Huns, or the Southern Yue Zhao Tuo, or the Kwantung princes are in chaos, Your Majesty wants to conquer in person, and summons the king to accompany him."

"If at that time, the king was old and sick, and he couldn't go in person, and only sent his elite soldiers, after the war, should the king be able to protect the temple and his life?"

"Or at that time, Your Majesty only said that 'Lu Xuan, the king of Yan, said that he was sick and refused to call', and sent Wang Tianqi and his ilk to take the head of the king and hang it above the tower of Jidu City?"

Speaking of this, Zhang Sheng made an endless miserable look, and bowed to Lu Wan extremely slowly.

"Minister, this is the ······ to say"

"If the king wants to kill his ministers, the ministers will only say a word······"

As he spoke, Zhang Sheng slowly straightened up, knelt on the ground again with an extremely solemn face, and bowed his hand to Lu Xuan.

"Sinner Zhang Sheng!"

"Thank you for the grace of death!!"

After saying that, Zhang Sheng finally bowed his head with a gloomy expression, pressed his forehead tightly to the ground, and waited for the verdict of fate.

On the soft couch, Yan King Lu Juan's face turned around, and he only sat in place with a sloppy gaze, shaking his head in a daze, and muttering something on his lips.

"Your Majesty will not ······"

"Your Majesty believes in widows······"

"Your Majesty is a widow and a widow, and was born on the same age, the same year, the same day······"

"Widow ······"

"The widow is ······ with His Majesty"

"To !!"

He whispered to himself for a long time, and saw that Lu Juan seemed to remember something, and hurriedly got up from the couch.

"The widow is the same as Your Majesty, but the same party of abundance!"

"Your Majesty once said: All abundant people are His Majesty's hands, feet and arms, and they are !! with the honor of 'Shandong Fathers'"

Speaking in an urgent tone, Lu Juan seemed to be afraid that someone would not believe it, took out an extremely rough piece of Chu Yu from his arms, and immediately looked around at everyone in the hall in a panic.

"This jade!"

"This jade is a gift for the widow when His Majesty is at the end of the year!"

"Your Majesty once said: But this jade is here, and the Han family will never have the law to kill the Lu family and the law to punish the Lu family!!"

"This is the words of His Majesty Chrysostom!!!!!"

Seeing Lu Juan holding the ugly jade with a frightened expression, waving it in the direction of everyone in the hall, Zhang Sheng slowly sat up straight, shook his head with a wry smile.

"O King······"

"The King's ······"

With a bitter smile of extreme helplessness, Zhang Sheng finally raised his head again, and looked up at Lu Juan with a helpless expression.

"Your Majesty's words, can they really be called 'Chrysostom and Jade Words'?"

"And abundant fathers, can you really get the preferential treatment of Your Majesty, so that there is no place for 'no more troubles'?!"

Asked two questions miserably, Zhang Sheng shook his head with a wry smile, and then let out a lament.

"The king still remembers: When the Han Dynasty was established, His Majesty canonized the meritorious marquis, and there were one hundred and forty-six people."

"At that time, Your Majesty made one hundred and forty-six contributions here, who did he promise?"

Seeing that Lu Juan's expression was becoming more and more dazed, Zhang Sheng put the past that Lu Qian had forgotten again in front of Lu Huang in an extremely gentle and infectious tone.

"——Make the Yellow River like a belt, Mount Tai like a strong, the country will last forever, and the war and the Miao descendants will ······" 1

Softly and silently recited the promise made by Liu Bang, the son of heaven, to the founding hero, and Zhang Sheng smiled miserably.

"Does the king know: When Your Majesty established Han Zuo and succeeded to the throne of the emperor, there were 146 meritorious marquis, how many doors and clans still exist?"

"Even though there are more than 100 surviving meritorious marquis, how will Your Majesty treat them?"

As he spoke, Zhang Sheng smiled bitterly on his face, and it became more and more gloomy.

"Another great king's words: Zang Di, Gongwei, Zhang Ao, Han Xin, Han Wangxin, Peng Yue and others, are all later ministers; Yu Feng Yuancong, His Majesty should not be harsh. ”

"However, the king can know: when the prime minister of the dynasty, Hou Xiao He, why did he tarnish his reputation in Guanzhong back then?"

"The king has ever known: Wuyang Marquis Fan Xu, His Majesty's brother-in-law, but because of the Lu family, His Majesty is suspicious; If there is no last year, Chen Feng is chaotic and Zhao started a war, and Wuyang Hou Fan is five or six years old, and there is no official and half-post, and the military power of the piece? ”

"Pingyang Marquis Cao Shen, who is rich and abundant, moved to Qi for His Majesty, and became the prime minister; Marquis Zhou Bo, because of the war last year, and His Majesty was worshiped as a captain, if not, it would be no different from Fan Xu's situation? ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Sheng quietly squeezed out two anxious tears from his eyes, and in his tone, there was a faint hint of more swallowing.

"King~"

"The king doesn't know, Prime Minister Xiao He Yuan is self-defiled, why Fan Hao and Zhou Bo were treated coldly by His Majesty, and why Cao Shen, Marquis of Pingyang, was moved to Kanto by His Majesty, and the king should also remember the previous year, why did Zhou Lu Ling Wu Marquis Lu Ze die in Daibei?"

Saying this even more, Zhang Sheng knelt forward two steps, and his tone was full of anxiety and worry.

"Zhou Luhou Lu Ze is the brother-in-law of His Majesty and the eldest brother of the Queen~"

"Don't you think that Your Majesty regards the king more than the eldest brother of the queen and the uncle of the prince?"

"Or the friendship between the king and His Majesty, even more so than Marquis Xiao He, Marquis Fan Xu, Marquis Wuyang, or Marquis Zhou Bo and Marquis Ruyin?"

Listening to Zhang Sheng's extremely sad question, Lu Juan couldn't help but move his lips subconsciously, as if he wanted to say something.

But after Zhang Sheng's next sentence was added, Lu Huang rushed to his lips to refute the sentence "Your Majesty and my relationship is not comparable to Fan Xu, Zhou Bo, Xiao He and Cao Shen", and finally it was quietly swallowed back into his stomach······

"The king may wish to think again: Your Majesty is the son of the eldest brother, how should he treat him?"

"——Even if the emperor begged for it, after His Majesty made the eldest brother, he did not forget to defile the title of 'Marquis of Tangjie'······"

"Second brother, how does Your Majesty treat you?"

However, the war against the northern barbarian Huns could not be won, and the former kings took away the prince for His Majesty; So far, it has not been restored ······"

Speaking with a sad face, the more throat in Zhang Sheng's tone has gradually turned into a wail.

"Your Majesty is the same brother as the mother, and the blood and bones are still like this, the king doesn't think that Your Majesty is more close to the clan brother than the king's 'siblings with different surnames'?"

"If this is the case, then the minister should be the king; But if not, what should the minister be? ”

"The king doesn't want to order his ministers, like the doctor Luan Bu, to be ordered to send an envoy and return to the thistle, but only to see the king's head hanging above the city tower?!!"

Speaking of this, Zhang Sheng was already completely crying, and while he was ventilating his breath to speak, he didn't forget to beat his chest with a miserable face.

"King~~~"

"Even if the king is not a temple and an heir, he should also be a minister, and he will not fall into a miserable place like Luanbu, and in Chang'an, a little vigilance is it~~~"

"The King's !!"

"The King's ······"

After saying these words with great pain, Zhang Sheng collapsed weakly on the ground, touched the ground with his forehead, his shoulders kept rising and falling, and he also made a 'hiss' cry from time to time.

And on the soft couch above, looking at Zhang Sheng's behavior, Lu Xuan, the king of Yan, finally recovered from the endless dazed and stunned, looked at Zhang Sheng's gaze, and couldn't help but gradually become deeper.

"It's just because of this that it is convenient for the Northern Barbarian Huns to fornicate, forget their ancestors, and betray the master to judge Hu?!"

Hearing Lu Xuan's deep voice, Zhang Sheng only hurriedly cried.

When he heard Lu Xuan's roar, his irritable mood had faintly eased somewhat, and Zhang Sheng straightened up again and wiped the tears on his face miserably.

"What the minister did was not to cooperate with the Huns, but to plan for the king in the future······"

muttered this sentence aggrievedly, and saw Zhang Sheng snorting again, so he reluctantly suppressed his crying a little.

"The King."

"Your Majesty is under your subordinates, if you are useful, you will be favored, and if you are useless, you will be discarded."

"Han Xin, Han Wangxin, or Lu Ze and Peng Yue in the past, all of them are like this!"

"Today, the princes with different surnames in the Kanto region are the only three left: the king, the king of Huainan, Yingbu, and the king of Changsha, Wu Chen."

"The king of Changsha is still useful, and he should be safe for the time being; Yingbu, the king of Huainan, is afraid to rise up and oppose His Majesty. ”

As he spoke, Zhang Sheng finally looked up at Lu Juan with deep eyes, and there was a faint determination on his face.

"If the king wants to get the Baozong Temple, there is only one way!"

"-But the king is like the king of Changsha, he is 'useful' to His Majesty and Chang'an, and the king is foolproof!"

"And the king of Changsha, the reason why Chang'an is called said: It cannot be removed, only because of Lingnan, Zhao Tuo has to be self-reliant."

"If the king wants to follow Changsha, and the temple of Baozong is safe, only by making the north wall another 'Zhao Tuo', the temple of my Yan country, can not be jealous of His Majesty!"

"The minister thinks: the one who can be the king's 'Zhao Tuo'······"

"I'm afraid it's just Chen Xuan!"

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ps: 1. Make the Yellow River like a belt, Mount Tai like a strong, the country will last forever, and the Miao descendants will be warned.

Translation: Even if the Yellow River is as thin as a cloth belt and Taishan is as flat as a whetstone, the feudal kingdom (of the heroes) will still survive and will still take care of the descendants of the lords.

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