Chapter 100: Emperor Shi (40)

Great Chu 220 years.
In the middle of winter, the death knell sounds.
The emperor's death, the whole country is in peace.
With the emperor buried together, there is also a portrait with yellowed corners.
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If there is an afterlife.
Wish.
Ordinary people, commoner and light tea, have white heads and stand together.
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Three days later, the new emperor ascended the throne.
Hanging clothes and governing the world, covering the universe.
Jinluan Temple.
The emperor is bright yellow, the color of the emperor.
The twelve Yumian is slightly hanging down, blocking the sky.
Chu Yanhuan sits high on the dragon chair that symbolizes the Ninth Five-Year Lord. His exquisite face is expressionless, and between the slightly immature eyebrows, he has a faint sense of majesty.
The next minister, Wu Yangyang, knelt on the ground, and everyone shouted: "Long live my emperor, long live long live -"
The female emperor slightly raised her hand.
"The officials are flat."
The cool and tender voice sounded. This voice didn't sound half emotional, and in this empty golden temple, there was a strange and terrible voice.
Standing in front of the white marble steps, the sang a high harmony, "There is a foundation for initiation, and no foundation for retreat—"
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In addition to being a prime minister with power, Shen Qingjue also served as an emperor, teaching Chu Yanhuan the strategies and dominance of a superior.
But after he recovered, Shen Qingjue found out.
Chu Yanhuan is a born emperor.
Her terrible reason, extremely strong ambition and keen sense make her goal extremely clear, she will do whatever it takes to achieve the goal, stubbornly forcing her opponents nowhere to escape.
this is.
The reason and kindness that the emperor needs.
And Chu Yanhuan's heart also hides extremely hot emotions, the kind of true feelings that will never be easily revealed.
Great love for the beautiful mountains and rivers and the people of Li people.
This is again.
Ren is an indispensable word for emperors.
The combination of rigidity and softness, the iron blood and benevolence of the emperor are vividly manifested in her body.
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At this time, the Imperial Study Room was filled with smoke.
"What's the matter with the staff? How did you deal with such a small incident now?"
The female emperor’s cold voice came from the hall, "Small to reassure, big to punish, do I still need to teach such a simple thing? Look at what you are doing, do you want me to come to everything? Do it yourself?"
"And this..."
"bump!"
There was a muffled sound, probably the sound of the folder hitting the counter.
"Who allows you to intervene in the punishment department at will, who gives you the courage to make such a thing?"
As soon as Shen Qingjue stepped into the outer hall, he heard the girl's stern words, the soft and pleasant voice, which was a bit strange and gloomy at the moment.
The thunderous fury of the young empress.
The youth's delicate and beautiful eyes were slightly startled, and his fingers in the snow clothes tightened.
It's not common for her to make such a big fire...
"Get down and deal with it immediately. If you can't solve it within three days, please raise your head to see you." Chu Yanhuan's voice was sharp and compelling.
After hesitating, Shen Qingjue opened the door of the Yushufang and stepped in.
The eyes of everyone swept toward the youth in front of the door.
Snow clothes, black hair, beautiful scenery.
The ministers shook their hands one after another, "Shen Xiang."
Shen Qingjue nodded slightly, and then moved towards Chu Yanhuan's direction.
Seeing Shen Qingjue coming, Chu Yanhuan pursed his lips and waved his hand to make the others retreat.
Soon, only two of them were left in the royal study room.
Shen Qingjue spoke first, "Why is there such a big fire?"
As he said, he bent down slightly, Xue Bai's fingertips picked up the memorial on the ground, dusted the dust on it, and opened it.
After reading the above content, the young man slightly twitched the corners of Gou Ying's red lips, a little amused.