Chapter 489: Your Majesty, are you happy 63

"You faint prince! You faint prince!"
madman!
This foolish gentleman is simply a lunatic!
"Is he disrespectful?" Fan Xing Yijian pointed at Zheng Kaicheng, tilting his head and asked Black Moon.
Heyue bit his scalp and said: "...Yes."
Insulting the emperor is of course disrespectful!
"It's disrespectful, it seems that we should...punish the nine tribes?" Xiao Zhenjun asked suspiciously.
"Your Majesty, nine thousand years old will not want you to do this."
The killing of the nine tribes was too heavy.
Xiao Zhenjun only learned this word at the beginning, but later, Wei Xuan slowly persuaded him to change the habit of punishing the Nine Clan.
Wei Xuan said that the killing was too heavy, hurting people.
It is against your majesty.
"That's good."
Fanxing lightly let it go.
In fact, she just talked about duck casually.
Heiyue: ... He knew that no matter when, Wei Xuan was the only existence that could control his Majesty.
However, some people have to deliberately and deliberately to get rid of the only one who can stop your Majesty.
The reason why Ming Jun was willing to swallow his anger and retreat step by step under the persecution of powerful officials was because he wanted his family to be passed down for hundreds of thousands of years.
But look at our majesty, do you look like such a visionary?
It is just to be a monk for a day and hit the clock for a day.
Even if Jiang Shan ruined in his hands, he didn't care, as long as he was happy.
The courtiers of Da Chu will always remember this day.
The people in the capital will always remember this day.
The blood of the prime minister's mansion soaked out from the threshold, staining the floor tiles in front of the mansion red.
There was a smell of blood all around, and there were endless screams.
Thousands of people in the Red Clothes Division neatly surrounded the Prime Minister's Mansion.
And the courtiers who came to congratulate, one by one were forcibly left in place, although the killing did not affect them, but obviously...
They are the monkeys who kill chickens and curse monkeys.
They are not the generals who go to battle to kill the enemy, everyone is a civil servant. Faced with such a tragic scene, those with a slightly poorer psychological quality all fainted directly.
Heyue felt it, if any courtier dared to covet the next position, it would be really tough, too long for the family.
When the emperor's relatives are relatives, he can indeed be the ancestor.
But the premise is, don't be copied by the whole house!
"Your Majesty, Prime Minister, what should I do?"
The prime minister's mansion can be said that the chickens and dogs do not stay, and now there is only a polished prime minister.
Is it to kill, or how?
"Throw it in prison and lock it up."
Hei Yue felt that His Majesty was like a tiger and wolf.
The prime minister's mansion has already fallen to such a point. If Zheng Kaicheng is locked up, you might as well send his family underground to reunite.
And this pass, who knows when it will be closed?
It was simply day and night, immersed in endless regret and despair!
Since the matter of the prime minister, the ministers have been like quail.
The supervisors who are best at admonition are quiet like chickens.
After all, other kings are somewhat afraid of death in the face of remonstrance.
And their majesty, really intends to let you die!
The little emperor also said solemnly: "Don't be afraid, as long as you don't make me angry, I'm a good speaker."
What if it makes you angry?
The courtier wanted to cry.
At this time, I couldn't help but start to think of Wei Xuan's goodness.
One by one couldn't help but scold the former prime minister Zheng Kaicheng bloody...
You want your daughter to be a queen in the palace, what do you have to do with nine thousand years old?
The little emperor is like a mad dog, and Wei Xuan is the rope.
You cut the rope, and you were killed first, but it was a hundred.
Have you ever thought about them still alive?
When he was nine thousand years old, the little emperor was completely a mascot sitting on a dragon chair.
Wei Xuan is basically able to deal with what you say and do.
Nine thousand years old absent...
The little emperor is a sharp sword hanging over everyone, who can hack people to death at any time!
If this goes on, everyone will not say a word except bow their heads upwards.
Dare to do other things?
I dare not at all!
Under the threat of life, the most positive thing the ministers of the DPRK and China did was to make Wei Xuan turn the crisis into peace.
Some privately sought a famous doctor and then sent them to the palace.
There are also various supplements for your Majesty.
It's a pity, seeing that your majesty's complexion is getting bad day by day.
I knew that the bones of the nine-thousand-year-old body should not have improved.
In the end, some courtiers gave a serious idea: "Weichen felt that the nine-thousand-year-old governor of Southern Water was a meritorious official who deserved to be blessed by the great Chu ancestors.
Your Majesty can go to the Taishan Ancestral Temple in person to pray for the nine thousand years old. With the curtain down, nine thousand years old should be safe and sound. "
Things in this world are so wonderful.
Although the plot no longer knows how far he ran away, some things are still destined.
Seeing that your majesty did not believe in such nonsense at all, the minister hurriedly gave an example to prove it--
"I, the founding emperor of Da Chu, was on the top of Mount Tai, with the guidance of heaven and man, so I went up from the poor and founded Da Chu."
"On the top of Mount Tai, there are gods and people pointing me to my head. Your Majesty may give it a try."
"That's right, Your Majesty, I would rather believe that there is something than nothing!"
"Several times when the Great Chu was in trouble, the abbot guarding the Taishan Zongmiao felt it and issued a warning. This time the southern flood, the Zongmiao abbot also sent a letter to warn that it was difficult in the south. It was just a delay on the road and it was not delivered in time."
"What you said is true?" Fanxing frowned slightly.
A group of ministers below desperately nodded like garlic...
Really! Really! It's all true!
At least what they said was verified.
If this were not the case, it would be impossible for the emperors of the previous dynasties to follow the Taishan ancestral temple.
At the moment Xiao Zhenjun, it is clear that a dead horse is a living horse doctor.
No doctor can deal with Wei Xuan's poison.
No one told her that Wei Xuan could still be saved.
Even if there is a glimmer of hope, she is willing to try...
"Aren't you, persuade me to go to Mount Tai, and then kill me halfway?" Fanxing frowned as he slowly asked, thinking of the end of Xiao Tunjun in the original plot.
I have to say that she really overestimated the courage of these ministers.
Where do you dare?
After experiencing the matter of the Prime Minister, their courage was shocked, so how dare they have such a rebellious idea!
It was another hurriedly crawling on the ground, sincerely panicked.
In the end, the little emperor ordered, "I will leave tomorrow for the Taishan ancestral temple."

On the carriage, Wei Xuan fell asleep faintly.
He can wake up for about half an hour a day, and his voice is getting smaller and smaller.
You have to lie beside him to hear it truly.
"Your Majesty, send Wei Xuan to the ancestral temple...Is it planning to bury Wei Xuan there?"
The ancestors of the Fengjia dynasties, the spiritual tablets are all enshrined in the Taishan ancestral temple.
If he can put it in as an eunuch, he will share the incense with Xiao Zhenjun in the future.
He is very happy.