"You say! What kind of sin am I? ”

Yang Qiong slammed the table and got up, as if there was a surge of anger in her eyes.

"Your Majesty! Why are you still obsessed! ”

Hu Ge couldn't help but kneel on the ground, his hands trembled uncontrollably, and he dared to stretch out his finger and point at Yang Qiong.

"Your Majesty, you have abandoned the temple, you are constantly pararing, you are on the field to discuss, and you are extremely extravagant inside!"

Hugo's trembling hands intensified as the words progressed.

In his heart, this is already the real Emperor Yang of Sui in front of him.

And himself, he naturally substituted into the Su Wei who had paid for that generation.

"That's ......"

Yang Qiong opened her mouth to refute something, but was interrupted by the person in front of her.

The man in front of him has gone crazy.

He dared to interrupt and contradict himself.

How could Hugo not know how risky it was?

But he didn't care about his life anymore.

If there was a chance, he would have preferred to keep the country alive.

"Your Majesty!"

Hu Ge shouted vigorously at Yang Qiong.

"You make Ding Zhuang, with the blade of the arrow, and the weak woman fills in the ravine. The four people lost their jobs, thieves swarmed, and special people were disrespected. ”

There was endless grievance and anger in his eyes.

He trembled, and his tone grew weaker.

"Don't you know your sin?"

His eyes began to become cloudy.

Endless despair began to radiate through him.

Yang Qiong didn't speak for a long time after listening.

He seemed to be thinking about something, holding up his glass and looking into it, his eyes full of confusion.

"But what about the ministers?"

After a long time, she spoke slowly.

She escaped the problems of people's livelihood.

She knew how she was doing.

"I'm a high-ranking official all year round!"

She covered her face with her hands, and no one knew what the expression of that face was now.

"Why?"

Her tone was very different from what she had just said.

"Why do they betray me?"

She spoke slowly, full of remorse and incomprehension.

"Because, your imperial examination is ......"

Su Wei spoke slowly.

"The people's hearts are no longer on your side......"

Su Wei slowly stood up.

He felt that the emperor in front of him had listened to what he said.

But it was too late.

It's too late.

If earlier.

If only earlier he had followed his own advice.

Now, the ending must be diametrically opposite......

The emperor in front of him has ideals and the ability to take revenge!

However, there was no chance.

There will be no more chances......

"The hearts of the people are long gone, and as soon as the imperial examination comes out, the hearts of the nobles are no longer there......"

Hu Ge's tone was a little weak, and his helplessness was fully revealed.

"The hearts of commoners and nobles are no longer with you."

"How can you continue to own the world?"

Hugo turned around to leave here.

He's said all he can say.

That's all there is to it.

I don't have anything more to say.

"You wait a minute."

Yang Qiong spoke slowly, her tone full of coldness.

Hearing this, Hugo's body trembled violently.

It's a tremor of fear.

Even the most righteous people will be afraid when they hear the news that they are going to die.

This is true for everyone.

Even if this person is Solvay.

Even if he was ready to die generously.

"So, you mean, if I had a different approach, I would have become an immortal emperor?"

Yang Qiong spoke slowly, and her tone was still cold.

She kept her head down slightly, and no one knew what she was looking like now.

"Yes, if you had listened to the right advice earlier, you would have become a famous monarch in history."

Su Wei said slowly.

"But you can still leave a name in history now, but it's just a stench for 10,000 years."

Su Wei seemed to remember something again, and added.

"Really?"

"Huh-"

Yang Qiong smiled lightly, and a relieved expression hung on her face.

"So I still have a chance!"

Yang Qiong raised her head and looked at the sky, all the emotions in her tone just now were gone.

Even the kingly spirit is gone.

Now she is like the young man when he was not involved in the intrigues of various royal families.

And when he first ascended the throne.

He's just a young teenager.

There is a steady stream of youthful heroism emanating.

"So I still have a chance!"

She looked up at the sky, and two tears flowed down her face.

Behind her, Hugo, who heard the movement behind her, couldn't help but shed tears.

This is the child who grew up watching himself.

It's a pity that I became the king of the fallen country.

"Maybe that's all there is to it."

Yang Qiong didn't say anything, and she didn't shed any more tears.

The tone was already full of relief.

She instantly changed back to her royal appearance.

The air of decadence just now has even been swept away.

She had seen it all.

Decided to face it all on your own.

"Let's go."

Yang Qiong spoke slowly, her tone full of relief.

"I will say that I dismissed you, so that even in the next day, you still have room to play."

She said this, and there was concern in her tone.

This is a good courtier.

She knew it.

Such a courtier cannot be allowed to bury himself.

"I ......"

Hu Ge, who had not spoken, finally looked back at the emperor behind him.

She was smiling now, like a harmonious spring breeze.

The spirit of the emperor is still there, but she is as kind as the ancient king.

Polar opposite of the one before her.

She's really changed.

Hugo said in his heart.

"Are you going with me?"

Hu Ge said that he couldn't bear to let the person in front of him die.

"No, let's go......"

Yang Qiong said.

Her tone was full of relief.

"I'm going to die here......

As she spoke, she filled the glass in front of her again.

Hugo didn't shirk too much, either.

"Hahahahahaha......ha

Just as Hugo had left the courtyard, endless laughter came from the courtyard.

The laughter was bleak and bold.

Echoed throughout the courtyard.

The listener mourns, and the hearer weeps.

It was the final swan song of an emperor.

A swan song that is not only a tyrant but also a Ming army.

In the final frame.

Yang Qiong looked in front of her with a wine glass, and looked up at the sky slightly.

There was only clarity and excitement in his eyes.

That was his last mercy.

It was also the only mercy in his life.

After that.

After all, he was pushed to the execution ground.

Died in his own palace.

The boy who lived in his dreams back then still didn't realize his dream in the end.