"Don't touch me!"

The next day, the emperor's dormitory.

Qin Ruoxi looked at Su Muxian who was lying on the bed like a dead corpse, and helped him cover the quilt with a little pity in his heart, but he was directly rejected by the other party.

"I don't know what to do, I deserve it!"

Qin Ruoxi said in a low voice, but also turned her head and fell asleep, no longer caring about her.

However, she couldn't sleep, and last night's scene hit her mind like a stormy wave.

Li Yan's brutality is far better than that of the emperor pretending to be Su Muxian.

If Su Muxian deserves it, but Li Yan is not weaker than her at all, fierce and cruel.

"Alas, another brutal man, this world is in danger......"

Next to him, Su Muxian's tears had dried, but he was stunned.

Just like that, I lay there quietly, not moving.

The snow white was seen, smooth and exposed, and I didn't pay attention to it.

The heart is like ashes, I am afraid that it is used to describe her mood at the moment.

"Li Yan, I want you to die!"

However, at this moment, the damned person in Su Muxian's mouth was leisurely starting his work as emperor.

A refreshed and refreshed night.

I haven't seen a girl for three years, and the sow is a sable cicada.

What's more, Su Muxian is still a first-class beauty!

It's no wonder that Su Muxian, this woman, rushed to the period of his anger!

However, I don't regret doing it.

He is the king of a country, sleeping with a woman, who dares to have an opinion!

"Let's go to court!"

Mingluan Palace, the main hall where the court meeting was held in Qiguo.

Li Yan sat firmly on the tall golden chair, his eyes were gloomy, and he was immobile and powerful.

"The ministers entered the palace to meet ......"

Beside him, the steward eunuch called loudly.

When all the officials waiting outside entered the hall, the eunuch shouted again, "If there is something to start, there is nothing to retreat!" ”

"Minister, there is a book to play."

Li Yan raised his head and glanced at the other party, it was an old man.

This person's information was also found by him from the memories of his predecessor.

Ding Anshi, the head of the Daqi Cabinet, is in a good position.

The official position is second only to Xiao Buyi.

"Say!"

"Your Majesty, Prime Minister Xiao Cheng sacrificed his life for the country and should be buried!" Ding Anshi's expression was serious.

"Accurate!" Li Yan didn't look at the twists and turns, and said directly, "Posthumously crown Prime Minister Xiao Cheng as the protector of the country, and give the title Wenzheng......"

"The Emperor's ......"

In the main hall, some people were surprised.

"State funeral, ...... in front of the Emperor's Mausoleum" Li Yanyu was not shocked, but listened to him continue, "Build a shrine for all the people to admire......"

Ignoring everyone, Li Yan cared about what the three courtesies said, and he opened his mouth to give Xiao Buyi the greatest reward.

The state funeral of the imperial mausoleum is unheard of.

But for Li Yan, isn't it just a grave pit, could it be that the ancestors have opinions?

If the dead ancestors had an opinion, would they dare to come out and point fingers?

That's not an opinion, that's a corpse!

Please ask Uncle Nine to suppress it!

"Ministers thank my emperor, long live my emperor......"

At this time, a middle-aged man fell to his knees, moved to the point of snot.

"Xiao Wenxiang?" Li Yan looked at this person and muttered secretly in his heart.

This person is Xiao Buyi's son, and his official residence is Sheng'an Fuyi.

"Stand down, there's something else to play!"

"Your Majesty, the minister has a book to play!"

"Read!"

"In several places south of the Yangtze River, the floods are serious, and the victims are everywhere, and the imperial court should provide disaster relief as soon as possible......"

"Who else has Ben, all of them!" Li Yan frowned deeply.

"Your Majesty, in the western part of the country, there are rebels everywhere, and troops should be sent to suppress ......"

"Emperor Qiqi, recently, cultivators have interfered in state affairs, and all major sects and rebels from all over the country have been embarrassed, so they should send people to kill ......"

"Your Majesty, the gathering of millions of troops in Xiao Liao in the north is probably not good for me!"

Li Yan listened to the scripts one by one, only to feel that his head was buzzing, and his heart was upset.

One Li Chengze died, and one more powerful one came one by one!

"Where's Chen Jin?"

"The minister is here!"

"How's the placement of the prisoners?"

"Your Majesty, the rest of the traitor Li Chengze has been incorporated into the army......"

"Good!" Li Yan smiled with satisfaction, and finally heard a good news.

"In the northern land, there is an imperial uncle, I can rest assured!"

Li Longmo, the king of Zhenbei, is the uncle of the Third Emperor who is not much older than Li Yan, and he exists like a god of war.

Having said that, Li Yan still kept an eye on it and secretly sent someone to spy on Li Mo.

After all, there is a lesson from Li Chengze.

If you're afraid, you're afraid, the royal cousins will be in turmoil.

"The Ministry of Household Affairs and the Ministry of Industry sent people to Jiangnan for disaster relief and repaired the water......ways," Li Yan habitually knocked on the dragon chair, and after thinking for a moment, he continued, "I also ordered the cabinet and the Ministry of War to discuss and prepare, and I will soon drive the imperial army to pacify the rebels!" ”

"The emperor must not ......," one minister exclaimed.

"I've got my own disposal!" Li Yan waved his hand and suppressed the opinions of the ministers.

The eunuch next to him immediately said knowingly, "Thank you for your grace and retreat!" ”

"Long live my emperor......"

It was supposed to be a sunny day, but the blood moon still appeared in the sky.

The sun and the moon are in the sky, the demon moon is in calamity, and there is no natural law at all.

It's weird!

Li Yan didn't expect that the world was changing at this moment, and the wind and rain were coming.

Qingyun Mountain, a famous Taoist holy place.

The scenery is beautiful, like a fairyland.

"Master, I want to go down the mountain!"

In front of the door of the Taoist temple, a man with long hair fluttering and kneeling on the stone steps.

"Dustless, I observe the heavens, my luck has changed, here is a little heart for the teacher to send you......"

The old Tao's white hair fluttered, and he threw the dust into the Taoist temple.

On the ground, only seven marriage letters remained.

The man behind him didn't get up for a long time, and his eyes were red.

How to get rid of anger, and carry a family hatred.

"Li Yan, I want you to die!"

He got up, picked up the seven marriage letters, and walked down the mountain alone, without packing up a single thing.

There is no one behind him, he is already alone, and he has nothing but hatred......

West, Yunzhou, Wenming Academy.

A young man, sitting in a wheelchair made of bamboo and wood, looks up at the red moon in the sky.

It took a long time for him to open his eyes.

"Li Yan, you broke my legs back then, and now I have entered the Tao with literature, how can I not come to share grievances with you......"

"Brother Wenxin, the dean invites you to go."

At this moment, a young girl in a light green dress ran up from not far away.

Wen Xin looked back, suppressed the anger in his eyes, looked at the girl gently, and asked softly, "Nian Zen, what is the important thing about the dean?" ”

"I don't know, I heard that there are a few generals here......" The girl shook her head and said a little weakly, "I heard that Uncle Wen and they failed......"

Jiangnan, the bank of the great river, the ancient city of Suling.

Thousands of acres of fertile land were destroyed, leaving only the remnants to sigh and grieve.

The ancient city, the inner streets and alleys, through the place where the bridge is flooded, is a deep house.

A man dressed in plain clothes sweeps up the sewage in the courtyard.

The house after the rain smells of green tiles and earth.

"Li Yan, three years ago, if you hadn't ruined my family, why would I, Yang Haoran, come here to become a son-in-law......

Yang Haoran put down the bamboo sweep in his hand, slowly walked to the river, looking at the rolling river, he looked up, his eyes were full of anger.

"Young master, the old slave has finally found you......"

At this moment, the figure of an old man appeared in the rain.

In the southwest realm, among the 100,000 mountains, the Phantom Immortal Gate is hidden on the top of a high mountain.

In front of the door, a man said goodbye to the division and secretly walked down the mountain.

"Senior sister, I will definitely find you!"

Anzhou, Fengyin City.

Ten miles of lonely graves are desolate, and Bai Aya has hung on the doors of thousands of homes.

Dead city, the city is terrifyingly quiet, without the slightest popularity.

Suddenly, a woman in red stepped in on a black horse.

"Smack!"

There was a loud bang, and the tall gates suddenly closed.

The woman in red was blocked out of the city, looking at the city gate with a panicked face.

I saw a man and a woman in front of me, dressed in black and white, each holding a white lantern in their hands.

They quietly blocked the way.

"Subordinates, see the left and right protectors!" The woman in red dismounted and knelt on the ground.

"Dugu Chijin, why did you come back?" The man in black had a low and hoarse voice.

"Didn't you fail the mission?" The woman in white, her voice was piercing and melodious.

"It's not good for my subordinates, but Chijin has something to report to the young master!"