Zong Ze knelt and knocked, and hundreds of officials followed.

In the cold wind hunting, the people watched as the unattainable scholars and doctors knelt down in front of them to plead guilty...... But they were shocked and sad, but there was no pride at all, the scholars have always represented the backbone of the Great Song Dynasty, and all walks of life in agriculture, commerce and industry are the flesh and blood meridians of the Great Song Dynasty, and now, the backbone of the Great Song Dynasty has knelt down.

Not externally, but internally.

And all this is because the national teacher of the Great Song Dynasty was plotted by his own family.

The national teacher must be very heartbroken, even if he expected it, but seeing the person behind him with one hand righting handed a fatal knife to his waist, that feeling must be very painful and uncomfortable.

There was a low cry of sobbing from the crowd.

This cry spread out like a plague, and the originally tense mutiny in front of Xuande Gate was filled with a gloomy mist. The guards in front of the Xuande Gate were ignorant and didn't know what to do, if it was a mutiny, but they just sat in front of the Xuande Gate, the Great Song Dynasty Tianzi had always been close to the people, and he didn't say that no one was allowed to come in front of the Xuande Gate.

But this black pressure is really terrifying.

Just as he was hesitating, a team of shiningly dressed and golden Jin Wuwei walked out of the Xuande Gate, and the leader was the imperial guard named Shi Zhongshou. The guards in front of Xuande Gate were relieved, and the guards on duty stepped forward and hurriedly asked, "Commander Shi, this, how can this be handled?"

Shi Zhongshou ignored the guard on duty, and went straight to Zong Ze but knelt down, and said in a deep tone: "Zong participates in politics, please." ”

Zong Ze stood up, and his tone was gloomy: "Everyone, after this day, I am afraid that Zong will be stinking for 10,000 years, but I don't want to fight for a reputation, and Zong will definitely give you an explanation." ”

As he spoke, he turned.

And the burly Jin Wuwei commander Shi Zhongshou opened his throat and shouted sadly: "I respectfully ask the Holy Son of Heaven to rule down!"

"Respectfully to the Son of Heaven...... Hang the arch and rule!"

The mountains and tsunamis rose because of this, and in the layers of sounds, those guards who were originally loyal to the Zhao family only felt that their hands and feet were cold, and they were weak, and in the dark, there seemed to be a great power to suppress them.

Soon, Zong Ze took Cai Bian and other important ministers to the vertical arch hall.

The pitch-black gold bricks in the vertical arch hall are as bright as a mirror.

Zhao Ji sat on the dragon chair, and when the matter came to an end, he calmed down, and now, the supernatural people in the Qin Heavenly Prison felt that the wind was not in the right direction, and they had all fled, and even Lin Lingsu had disappeared. Now, the hearts of the people in the world are turning their backs, and he, the emperor, can't do it, and he also heard the call of the people outside the Xuande Gate.

However, he is the Zhao family and the son of destiny.

If the royal family is unstable, I am afraid that within the territory of the Great Song Dynasty, there will be a lot of evil, not to mention ...... He still has the secret method of luck that he unintentionally obtained from Lin Lingsu in his hand, if he is in a hurry, what if he loses both?

When Zong Ze arrived at the main hall, Zhao Ji took the lead in making trouble, and asked in a deep voice: "Zong Ze, what are you doing?"

Zong Ze's face did not change: "Asking the Holy Son of Heaven to rule with the arch is the way of inaction, the Holy Son of Heaven is for it, Your Majesty, please fulfill the people's wishes." ”

"The people's wishes...... You're forcing the palace!"

Zong Ze said: "Your Majesty misunderstood, we are loyal to the monarch and patriotic, and we will definitely not do such rebellious things." It's just the way to govern the country, the society comes first, the people are noble and the monarch is light, Your Majesty ...... I hope you think again. ”

"Why, do what Iho did?"

Zong Ze looked at Zhao Ji deeply and bowed down: "Yes." ”

Zhao Ji was stunned for a moment, then turned angry, and he began to scold, but Zong Ze just looked at Zhao Ji quietly, as if he was looking at a clown. Originally, it was to put the imperial power on the altar, and it would take a while for the imperial power to be fully controlled or only have the right to senate.

But Zhao Ji died by himself, and he actually felt that this was the time to unload the mill and kill the donkey......

I really don't know who gave him the courage to do this.

Zong Ze waited for Zhao Ji to scold for a while, and then bowed down again and pleaded: "Respectfully ask the Holy Son of Heaven to rule the arch!"

"Ridiculous!"

Zhao Ji was furious, he stood still suddenly, exuding an inexplicable and resolute momentum - "I am the imperial vein of the Zhao family, the son of destiny, and the luck of the world's three percent, who dares to harm me?!"

Zong Ze said calmly: "Your Majesty, you are fainting. ”

In the late Renzong period, he always said that Empress Dowager Cao harmed him and was taught a lesson by old ministers such as Fu Bi and Wen Yanbo, and now, Zong Ze also teaches Zhao Ji the same way.

"I'm not fainting!"

Zhao Ji roared sharply, his body was full of black flames, and in the midst of the black flames, he said: "I have a secret technique, if you are not afraid of losing your luck and the world is displaced, if you are not afraid of ruining the good situation left by the national teacher to the Great Song Dynasty, don't act rashly!"

For a while, the ministers were shocked.

This is the helplessness of the supernatural world.

With the combination of luck and secret techniques, the emperor alone can control the ministers.

"Nonsense. ”

At this moment, Zhang Dian calmly walked into the vertical arch hall, his eyes were calm but powerful, looking at Zhao Ji on the steps, he said in a calm tone: "Official, how long will you mess around?"

"It's you, you're forcing me!"

Zhang Dian said indifferently: "Official, are you still obsessed?"

Zhao Ji said frantically: "What can I do? I am the emperor, the emperor! You are all targeting me, what do you think I can do? What should I do? The whole world is not the king's land, and the coast of the land is also the king's land, but you are plotting my world! You say, what can I do!?"

Zhang Dun was silent, and after a long silence, he said: "The rise and fall of the world should not be held in the hands of one person, Your Majesty, you can't afford this pattern." ”

If you are a wise king, you know people and use them, and the world can prosper.

But what about Zhao Ji?

On the contrary, virtuous monarchs are in the minority, and even those monarchs who do nothing and recuperate can be regarded as rare virtuous.

Later, the less virtuous monarchs appeared in the emperor's family.

History is limited to this, and the development of the imperial system to the later stage is indeed an obstacle to the society.

So, he said, "It's not your fault, it's the world's fault." ”

"But we can correct him. ”

"Your Majesty, please hang your bow. This is the will of the people, and the will of the people is better than the mandate of heaven. ”

Zhao Ji was stunned and smiled miserably: "Don't think about it." ”

The black fire on his body suddenly blazed, like a demon in the fire, and his face distorted: "It's all you, forcing me!"

Zhang Duan sighed heavily.

"Your Excellency, please. ”

"Good. ”

An indifferent and cold voice sounded in the void, with a cold face, as if the handsome young man who had been insomnia for a long time walked out of the emptiness, he glanced at Zhao Ji, raised his hand and pressed it, and the black flames on his body converged layer by layer, and finally extinguished.

Zhao Ji: "......"