0266 Chrissy burns letters

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is a letter that the king has found in the bedroom of the traitor Cory, and the king has not read it, is anyone willing to help the king read it in front of all the gentlemen?"

Chrissy's voice was calm, but it was like a thunderbolt in the ears of a large part of the people. Most of the people in the hall naturally knew the changes in the palace, and when Corey had the upper hand, many people had written letters to Corey whether they were dealing with Corey or really secretly falling to Corey, after all, no one was embarrassed to move directly to Corey before things were clear.

But no one expected that the heartfelt letters they had sent to Corey would all fall into Chrissy's hands. These men were already thinking about their own affairs, for such a handle would be in the hands of the new king, almost as if they had given their heads on a chopping board, and when the king gave the order, their heads would be gone.

No king allowed so many dissenting officials and subordinates in his court, especially since this king had gone through a series of cruel struggles to ascend to the throne. Even if an ordinary king is on the throne, there will be a big move to exclude dissidents and install henchmen, which is a very normal thing, so the moment they saw those letters, most people felt that Chrissy was going to attack those who were not determined.

But when I saw this scene on Wednesday, I secretly pondered for a while, thinking about how this thing looks so familiar? As if I had seen it somewhere, I thought about it for a while, and suddenly thought that there seemed to be such a small story in the TV series "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

After Cao Cao defeated Yuan Shao in the Battle of Guandu, he seized a bunch of letters, many of which were private correspondence between his subordinates and Yuan Shao. Everyone built yƬ Cao Cao to arrest people according to the letter. Cao Cao said, when Yuan Shao was strong, I doubted whether I could win, let alone those subordinates. A torch burned all the letters. Forgive somebody's past misdeeds. As soon as this move came out, Cao Cao immediately stabilized the morale of the army and won the support of everyone.

Of course, Chrissy didn't know Cao Cao's story, but she was so smart and grew up in the palace since she was a child, so she shouldn't have understood this dim sum technique. She took out these letters, the meaning should not be simply to show grace, but also to threaten, first to scare those who have ill intentions, and then burn the letters to show tolerance, this is the real imperial technique.

However, Chrissy needs to get down a staircase at this time, otherwise she won't be able to get off the stage herself, and it will make people think that she is weak and bullied. Thinking of this, Wednesday strode out. Then he saluted and said, "Your Majesty, I am willing to help you read the letter." ā€

Chrissy nodded expressionlessly, "Please, don't miss a word." ā€

Wednesday calmly stepped forward, then picked up a letter casually, looked at the name on the envelope, and then looked up at the crowd in the audience, just when they thought he was going to read his name. But suddenly put down the letter, "Your Majesty." In fact, there is a better building below, and it is better to let the lords receive these letters separately, or burn them on the spot. ā€

Wednesday's words were like a boulder thrown into a deep well, and the whole hall was buzzing, and everyone was dumbfounded, regardless of how the officials felt in their hearts. I didn't expect Wednesday to say such a thing, this is a bit of a big rebellion, to put it mildly, that is, in front of so many officials, the emperor was slapped in the face on the first day of the emperor's first day in office.

Really. Hearing Wednesday's words, Chrissy was furious, her chest rose and fell rapidly under her bright yellow robe, and then she held back her anger and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Wednesday, if you don't come up with a reason, don't blame me for not thinking about your kindness. ā€

Wednesday nodded, "Your Majesty, do you know? When I was in the palace, His Royal Highness Corey also tempted me in every possible way, and in the face of His Royal Highness Corey's overtures, even in the lower part of the heart, because at that time, I didn't know if I could successfully rescue Your Highness, and instead of risking your might to save Your Highness, it was better to help His Highness Corey directly." ā€

Speaking of this, Wednesday smiled slightly, "Of course, I didn't do that, I just wanted to sue my majesty, it is human instinct to seek good fortune and avoid evil, even if you are a loyal courtier, you may not have such thoughts in your heart, but this can't be said that they are not your courtiers, so I think it is completely understandable that the lords did such a thing under the oppression of Corey, especially with the experience of Duke Patton and others." ā€

"Of course, this is just a building under the construction of the next yƬ, how to do it specifically, it depends on the meaning of the majesty," Wednesday smiled and said: "But I think that if the majesty can not be blamed in the past, the lords will definitely do their best to support the majesty," after speaking, he turned his head to look at the ministers and asked, "Everyone, what do you say?"

"We will do our best to use Your Majesty!" The ministers could not care about why Wednesday would help them so much at this time, and hurriedly luggage table loyalty. It's all at this time, if it's still hypocritical, it's really looking for death.

Looking at the ministers in the first hall, and then at Chrissy, whose face was as calm as water, Wednesday secretly breathed a sigh of relief, this platform was set up, and it was a two-way platform. Now that these ministers have taken the opportunity to step down, it's up to Chrissy to say what she says.

At this time, the ministers, including the maids and guards on the side, also looked at Chrissy cautiously to see what choice she would make.

Chrissy stared at Wednesday with blazing eyes and didn't speak for a long time.

Chrissy's reaction made the others sweat for Wednesday, for fear that Chrissy would impulsively use Wednesday as a punching bag to clean up. At this time, the attitude of these people unconsciously began to favor Wednesday, and just a few minutes ago, people were resentful of the high reward on Wednesday, but a few minutes later, they turned to Wednesday without even realizing it.

And Wednesday didn't seem to be worried about Chrissy getting angry at all, and he also met Chrissy's gaze without the slightest intention of avoiding it.

This state of confrontation made the atmosphere in the hall solidify again, but it was even stricter than just now, because it was about the lives of dozens of people, whether it was the ministers or Chrissy, they seemed to care very much. The ministers were worried that they would be beheaded, and Chrissy feared that they would leave a scourge.

Therefore, it seems that neither side wants to give in, and this makes Wednesday, the person who set up the platform, unable to get off the stage, and seeing that there is going to be another wave, Chrissy suddenly nodded, "Okay, just do what Mr. Wednesday wants," and beckoned: "Come on, light the fire, and burn it all." ā€

At Chrissy's command, a swordsman walked in with a torch, and then aimed the torch at the large plate on the ground and ignited it, and after a few seconds, a raging fire broke out in the large plate, and the hundreds of letters turned into a pile of black ash in less than half a minute.

Seeing this, Wednesday saluted and said, "Your Majesty is magnanimous, and you will surely accomplish great things with the assistance of your lords." ā€

Seeing this, the others also immediately saluted and shouted in unison: "Your Majesty is magnanimous, we will definitely assist in the right, follow in the footsteps of Your Majesty, and never retreat." ā€

Chrissy showed a smile on her face at this time, stood up and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, since it has been said that this is the matter, the previous matter will not be investigated by this king, and you can work with peace of mind, just like before," and then commanded: "Everyone, the coronation ceremony has ended, and a street parade will be held in an hour, and I will announce to the world and worship the gods." ā€

"Yes!" a kind of minister breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and changed his dress under the guidance of the maid.

However, Wednesday was stopped by Chrissy, "Mr. Wednesday, follow me." ā€

Wednesday said "yes," and then took Li Sisi's arm and followed Chrissy back to the backyard.

"This is Miss Sisi, it's so beautiful," he said, waving his hand and saying to the maid, "Take Miss Sisi to change her dress, and join me in the street parade later." ā€

Wednesday knew in his heart that this was Chrissy who had something to say to herself, so he patted the back of Li Sisi's hand, "Go ahead." ā€

Waiting for Li Sisi to leave, Wednesday was just about to speak, but saw Chrissy suddenly rush over, hugged his waist, buried his head in his arms, and then cried in a big way. This was completely unforeseen on Wednesday, from sneaking into the palace more than ten days ago to the coronation ceremony just now, Chrissy was very calm, like a real king.

But at this time, Chrissy was crying like a wronged child in Wednesday's arms, so that Wednesday didn't know what to do for a while.

But thinking about the pressure Chrissy was under, Wednesday could understand it, after all, Chrissy was still a little girl, and she had endured too much, which should not have been borne by a girl of his age. Thinking of this, Wednesday exhaled lightly, stretched out his arm and patted Chrissy on the back a few times, and then comforted: "Okay, okay, don't cry, you're a queen, how can you still cry like a little girl?"

Chrissy sniffled vigorously when she heard this, and suddenly kicked Wednesday on the calf bone, "Let you bully me, laugh at me, and let you not hurry up to save me......" said and cried again, wiping Wednesday's clothes with snot and tears.

Wednesday couldn't cry or laugh when he saw this, but his heart was extremely comfortable, this was the Chrissy he was familiar with, and it was also the Chrissy he liked, if Chrissy was still in the main hall with the king's shelf, Wednesday would definitely turn around and leave.

For Wednesday, a friend is a friend, the king is a king, and he can treat the king as a good friend, but he doesn't want his friends to talk to him with the identity and attitude of the king. Obviously, Chrissy knew this, and when facing Wednesday, she completely let go of her defenses, and truly regarded Wednesday as a friend and partner she could rely on, just like they did in those days when they were fleeing for their lives, trusting and encouraging each other.

After Chrissy stopped crying, she suddenly thought of something, raised her head and looked at Wednesday sadly: "I prepared a good show that made you steal the limelight, you were really angry with me, I really wanted to beat you up at that time." (To be continued......)