Zhang Xiang really wanted to get out of this troubled water, he noticed that the saint's prejudice against the family was too great, and he didn't even want him from the family, and he didn't want his assistance at all, so he wanted to take this opportunity to retire from the officialdom. But the saint thought that Zhang Xiang wanted to retreat and threaten him with this matter, and the atmosphere became more and more stiff.

"Do you think I won't dare to let you leave?" The angry Shengshang's tone calmed down, Jia Yu knew that the Shengshang had murderous intentions, he had worked with the Shengshang for several years before he ascended the throne, and he didn't know how many corrupt officials had died in this calm tone, and his heart was very anxious.

But he knew that he couldn't go out to plead, and it was a trivial matter to be angered by the saint, and with his understanding of the saint, if he stood up, it would only deepen the anger of the saint, and then not only could he not help Zhang Xiang, but he might also hurt him.

He could only look at Zhang Xiang anxiously now, hoping that Zhang Xiang would not stimulate the Holy Lord again, but the result was not what he wanted to see.

"Qi Qi Sheng, the old minister is old and weak, although he wants to contribute to the Dakang Dynasty again, but he is really unable to do it, so he only asks for the grace of the saint. Zhang Xiang was also born as a literati, and he had the arrogance of a literati, although he knew that the saint was in anger, he still couldn't bear it and insisted on leaving the court.

"Okay! Since Zhang Xiang is so determined to say goodbye to old age, I will fulfill you. The saint still had a blue face: "In accordance with my holy decree, Zhang Xiang's mouth is not inferior, and he dares to curse the Dakang Dynasty, but remembering that he is old and weak, he has contributed to the Dakang Dynasty, and his merits and demerits are compensated, and only Zhang Xiang will be suspended, effective immediately." “

Zhang Xiang's old face turned white: "The minister obeys the order." After speaking, he lowered his head, he didn't expect that the saint didn't leave him room at all, and turned the old man's return to his hometown into a shelf, and his lifelong career as an official left an indelible stain at the last moment, and before Zhang Xiang got up, the voice of the saint came from his head again.

"Someone, take off the official uniform of the former prime minister. Zhang Xiang's body was still kowtowing, and there were bursts of surprise in the hall. The ministers were stunned by the Holy Lord's methods.

It's not that there are no people in the hall who have been stripped of their official uniforms, but they are only some officials who have committed serious crimes to do this, but I never thought that Zhang Xiang would also have such treatment.

The saint is humiliating Zhang Xiang, the ministers' understanding of the saint has deepened, and the saint is ruthless enough to the enemy, but in addition, the chill in the minister's heart has increased a little.

The official uniforms of the Dakang Dynasty are very heavy, except for the winter when he will add clothes to it, other times his official uniform is just a pair of underwear. The Holy One wants to take off his official uniform in the main hall, which is simply to make him make a fool of himself in front of everyone. Thinking of this, Zhang Xiang's face was immediately congested, and his whole face was flushed with anger.

No one dares not to listen to the holy oracle, this saint is different from the emperor, the emperor is also decisive, the iron fist is never soft, but he is very nostalgic, as long as he does not commit treason, many times he is gently put down. Today's saints are strict and disciplined, and they are even more cold. However, what great achievements you have done before, as long as you break the law, you will not be sensitive to dealing with you.

The two chamberlains stood beside Zhang Xiang, and neither of them forcibly took off Zhang Xiang's official uniform. The attendants who can be arranged in the main hall are all old people in the palace, they are monkey spirits, and they know that although Zhang Xiang is in trouble at this time, he was the left and right arm of the emperor before, so it is impossible to take off Zhang Xiang's official uniform from the emperor. Even if the Emperor didn't say anything, as long as he looked at him, the people below would be unkind to them.

Zhang Xiang knelt on the ground, his face that was red just now had turned pale at this time, and he looked very sad, as if he was going to fall down in the next moment. His hands trembled and he unbuttoned his shirt, but no matter how long he tried, he couldn't undo it.

The saint sat on the dragon chair in the main hall, looked at Zhang Xiang with cold eyes, and looked at Zhang Xiang's struggling and painful appearance, and his heart was very happy. Zhang Xiang's toughness angered him, so he wanted to hit him with Zhang Xiang's proudest thing.

Don't you value face the most? I just want you to have no face to come out and see people again.

Aren't you very tough?

Aren't you going to be horizontal? I'll see how you're going to be horizontal in the future.

Aren't you going to unite all the officials to suppress me? Why hasn't anyone stood up to speak for you now?

Thinking of this, the holy mountain looked at the officials in the main hall, only to see their faces showing fear, the saint was naturally very satisfied with this, since he ascended the throne, every time he wanted to launch a new policy, he would be stopped by the officials of the family, he was also full of anger, and today Zhang Xiang became his chicken to kill chickens and make an example of monkeys.

He also found that the corners of the existing official's mouth were slightly upturned, and his face was sarcastic. These officials either don't deal with Zhang Xiang, or they are not angry with Zhang Xiang's status in their hearts. Either way, it can be a knife for him to deal with the family.

After the Holy Lord had a rough plan in his mind. When he raised his head, he saw that Zhang Xiang was still unbuttoning his clothes, but his trembling hands obviously couldn't do this usually simple thing well.

The saint suddenly felt impatient when he saw Zhang Xiang's appearance, he was a gentleman Zhang Xiang is minister, the monarch wanted the minister to die, and the minister had to die, he just asked Zhang Xiang to take off his official uniform, this still depends on Zhang Xiang's previous hard work, why doesn't Zhang Xiang know Xiang procrastinating here.

"Are you two dead? Didn't I ask you to help the former prime minister take off his official uniform? What are you doing in a daze?" the saint drank to the two attendants next to Zhang Xiang.

The two attendants glanced at each other, and the saint spoke, knowing that he couldn't escape, the two lowered their bodies and said "I'm sorry" to Zhang Xiang and started to unbutton their clothes. The two of them soon finished unbuttoning their clothes, and Zhang Xiang's underwear was also exposed, and Zhang Xiang's face was dead, and he was devastated.

Just when Zhang Xiang's clothes were about to be unbuttoned, a chamberlain hurriedly walked into the hall, the place where the hall was meeting, except for urgent information that needed to be reported, it was forbidden to make noise and run, but this chamberlain was trotting to the saint, and the speed of the trotting was no slower than that of a sprint.

The two attendants didn't need to say anything, and immediately stopped their movements.

The saint's face is not very good-looking, he is a very well-behaved person, and if this chamberlain has nothing important to report, he must be good-looking.

The chamberlain walked to the saint's side, bowed his head and whispered something in the saint's ear.

After hearing this, the expression on the saint's face kept changing, anger, unwillingness, humiliation, etc., and all of a sudden appeared on the saint's face. The hand was held tightly, and the green tendons on the hand appeared.