Chapter 600: Feng Lintian (3)

Ming Huang's imperatives were invited, and the gentle voice of the housekeeper was read out word by word, and the military officer in the bottom couldn't help but be upset after listening. The imperial edict stated that the emperor was seriously ill, and all affairs were left to the queen and the prince. The prince is very young and not yet an adult.
The housekeeper hadn't finished reading, and the courtiers below were already so angry that they jumped out and yelled.
After the bead curtain, Nie Wushuang looked at the chaos below, with a smile on his face. The prince turned his head to the side and whispered, "What should I do, mother?"
Nie Wushuang watched the prince Yijun, who had grown into a handsome young man, and the past flooded into his mind. In the past, Xiao Fengqing rebelled. In order to prevent Ying Guoqun from breaking the rule, she took him who was still ignorant and unknown as a young emperor, and herself closed the curtain. Today, again for Ying Guo, for his court and his country, once again the curtain is closed.
This is a coincidence of reincarnation.
In the ear was the noisy scolding of the ministers. If Nie Wushuang was unheard of, she smiled slightly: "It's all right, they are just not used to women's participation in politics."
She said to stand up and lift the curtain. The face hidden behind the bead curtain suddenly appeared, and the ministers took hold. Nie Wushuang watched the indignant ministers underneath and said coldly: "The emperor is seriously ill, not only does he not worry about the state affairs for the emperor, but also assists the prince, but he still abuses the palace here. Oppose the curtain of this palace ... "
She paused, and sharp eyes like snow and ice swept across all the people below, and uttered a sentence: "I will be dismissed in court for the crime of infidelity!"
The court hall was silent for a while, and suddenly the ministers began to scold again. Nie Wushuang looked coldly, but the scolding courtiers were a minority. Many people had already stepped back timidly, hiding behind the crowd, looking uneasy. Liu Yucheng separated the people and stepped forward to kneel: "Wei Chen will obey the emperor's will, His Royal Highness Chitose, Queen Mother Chitose!"
Liu Yucheng was the head of the civil service. He had already stated his position. Some of the other courtiers were his disciples, and some of them even came out quickly and knelt down.
Sima Master Zhang Ting saw that half of the people in the DPRK had bowed their heads to Nie Wushuang, and could not help turning his face flushed with anger, and came forward angrily: "Wei Chen is old and unbearable, please report to the old village."
All the people were quiet. Zhang Tingnian was more than ancient. After three dynasties, he was loyal. When Wang Jing was in chaos that year, he personally led more than 10,000 soldiers and followed Xiao Fengzhen for thousands of miles. When Wang Jing was annihilated, Xiao Fengzhen himself was named Sima to this day. His qualifications and prestige are above all.
He is in trouble now, because of the aspirations of the conservative officials in North Korea. See if Nie Wushuang dare to really dismiss their official positions!
Nie Wushuang was angry, but she still had a smile on her face. She turned back and looked at the prince: "His Royal Highness, Lord Zhang Situ requested to sue the old man to return home. Does your Highness think it is okay?"
The Prince's voice was clear: "The emperor said that the courtier eats the king, but he does not share the grief with the prince. Why is it that the country is the pillar of the kingdom? Since Zhang is not willing to help the palace, and he is not willing to help the prince, he will grant three acres to Liangtian. Resign and return home. "
On the palace of the golden prince, the Prince's voice was crisp and rang through the palace. There was a warmth in Nie Wushuang's heart, with a little tear in his eyes. Crying back then don't become emperor's child now grow up. The monarchs were uproaring below, and Master Zhang Ting and Zhang took a few steps back and forth, holding his chest to look at Nie Wushuang on Yujie. His face was pale and white, three acres of thin fields. Where is the gift? It is clearly to blame him for his pride, not Loyalty
I think he has been faithful for three years in his life, but is getting this humiliating treatment when he is old.
"What else is to tell the old man to return to his hometown?" Nie Wushuangmei's eyes swept across the courtiers, several veterans looked at each other, and even Master Zhang Ting was told by the prince to tell the old man that they should be in trouble again at this time. humiliation?
Almost as if it had been agreed, the ministers knelt down and cried three times: "The ministers obey the decree, Chitose Prince, Chitose Queen!"
Nie Wushuang looked at Voldi's civil and military officials, and then he took a long breath.
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It was almost noon, and Nie Wushuang's Feng Jia returned to the Ganlu Hall. She hurried into the belt hall, a small figure flew forward, hugged her tightly: "Mother, mother, hug!"
Nie Wushuang looked at the obsessed Changning, his heart softened, and held him in his arms. Before she asked, the nursing mother on the side apologized and said, "The queen lady of Kailuan, the four princes refused to return to the palace, they must wait for the maidenwoman in the hall of Ganlu. The slaves really deserve to die ..."
Nie Wushuang sighed and was about to speak. A gentle voice like spring water sounded beside the window-bed, "You are back?"
Nie Wushuang looked up and saw Xiao Fengxuan wearing a plain gown, wearing a soft thin fur, leaning against the window to read a book. She quickly stepped forward, put down Changning, and reproached with a tone of breath: "How did the emperor get up? Wouldn't it be a cold wind to read by the window?"
She said hurriedly to close the window. As soon as his hands were warm, he had already put on her hands, and the dark and handsome eyes were exhausted, and looked at her tenderly: "Don't close."
Nie Wushuang stopped his hand and looked at his drowning eyes, sighing helplessly: "If the emperor wants to get better quickly, don't be so wayward."
"Let Xun look at you in this spring light." Xiao Fengxuan pulled her to sit beside him, he said, could not help coughing. Changning climbed onto the bed, stroking his chest with his small hands, and his eyes were the children's blankness and worry: "Father, you cough again."
Nie Wushuang looked at his emaciated face, his heart was sore, and he couldn't help crying: "Blame me."
Please ask for a monthly pass, don't give a sweet ticket if you don't give a ticket, hehe, there is a recommendation today, ice is going to work hard, and everyone must give it a try! . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Also, fix a bug in the previous chapter. Chang Ning is Xiao Fengyi's fourth son, so the prince should say: The son Chen brought his four younger brothers.
Bing is wrong, sorry.