Chapter 655: There was only one thought in Xiao Yi's mind: he was done.

The officials were filled with outrage and agreed.
Chu Huainan scanned them.
In order to prevent Xiao Yi's confidant from among these people, he flung his sleeves wide and said displeased: "The regent is wise and martial, how can you allow you to discredit him at will? It is my willingness to give him a woman or feed him a horse. !"
"emperor!"
Song Xianglao burst into tears, and knelt down toward Chu Huainan in grief.
The other courtiers knelt behind him one after another.
Chu Huainan sat on the armchair with a deep gesture: "Go back."
Song Xiang suddenly got up.
He suddenly drew out the sword hanging on the wall and put it on his neck. "The traitorous minister is in charge, it harms the country and the people, deceives the top and the bottom, and the common people. If today's ministers cannot serve the country with their bodies and be loyal to your Majesty, they would rather die with death. !"
All the ministers kowtowed one after another, and said loudly: "I would rather die to apologize!"
Chu Huainan's right eye flushed.
He quickly stood up, grabbed the sword in Song Xiang's hand nervously, and said eagerly: "You are forcing me! Xiao Yiquan is in the field, what should I fight with him? Song Xiang, Xiao Yi abolished your daughter's back position. I sent someone to assassinate her overnight, Rou'er died, and I felt very sad. But, I really can't beat Xiao Yi!"
The Ninth Five-Year Lord, tears rained down, and grief was extremely.
The officials heard the tears and quickly wiped the tears from the corners of their eyes sadly.
Song Xiang's eyes were full of hatred: "The emperor, as long as Xiao Yi can be killed, the Weichen is willing to pay any price! To put it awkwardly, although Princess Lao Jing believes that he is the heir of Prince Jing, who knows what she said is true or false? Yi Xiao Yi is a counterfeit. If we go south, don’t we fall into the hands of thieves?!"
Chu Huainan lowered his head in silence.
In the eight-treasure lotus gold incense burner, a piece of incense is burning.
The man walked a few times in the study, and finally stood in front of the incense burner. After reaching out to fiddle with the white smoke, his left eye fixedly looked at the one-foot-high golden Buddha statue opposite the incense burner.
He seemed to have finally made up his mind and whispered: "It doesn't matter if I suffer humiliation, but I can't bear Rouer's death in vain, I can't bear to let my ancestor's hundred years of inheritance fall into the hands of thieves, let alone betray the loyalty of Aiqing."
He turned around, and his warm and jade face was filled with suicide: "I have decided to fight Xiao Yi to the end for the sake of Aiqing! On the eighth day of April, the monarchs and ministers will go to Zhen'an Temple together. Please also love Qing, many Bring a few top secret guards to fight with me to punish treacherous officials!"
A group of courtiers, as if beaten up with blood, excitedly said yes.
Chu Huainan watched them leave and sat on the armchair.
Chunyang came through the Linghua window, splitting light and dark shadows on the bridge of his nose.
He readily picked up the secret-color porcelain benlong tea cup.
He looked down and blew the tea mist.
In the shadow, the man slowly curled his lips.
Baiguan stood by him outside, and Jin Xiulie inside helped steal Xiao Dingzhao as a hostage threatening Xiao Yi, and the eight hundred monks in Zhen'an Temple were all replaced by him as his confidants.
The Eighth Day of Bathing Buddha in April is the day when he Chu Huainan punishes Xiao Yi and takes power!
Some pictures flashed through the man's mind.
The golden and luxurious dragon chair, the intricate and exquisite pictures of mountains and rivers, the little princess with white and snowy flowers on the temples...
It's all his.
Chu Huainan's lips have a deeper curvature, and he takes a sip of tea calmly and gracefully.
...
The tea is fragrant, and the hot mist evaporates.
The pierced round window is facing the veranda, underneath is a rosewood bird frame, on which a Costinus convergent wings stands, and is resting.
The young regent in a dark red round-necked brocade robe sat leisurely under the round window and had tea.
After listening to Tianshu’s secret guard’s report, his slender and white fingertips knocked the cyan porcelain cup after the rain, and smiled: "Send someone to Song Mansion to tell Song how Song Rou died. Phase. After careful consideration of each sentence, you can tell this king carefully."
The dark guard said yes immediately.
Xiao Yi said again, "How about Zhen'an Temple?"
"Chu Huainan's confidant acted too quickly. When our people arrived, the eight hundred monks in Zhen'an Temple were all buried in the tiankeng on the back mountain of the temple. Ten bitter brothers mobilized eight hundred from the surrounding cities. The dark guard sneaked into the Zhen'an Temple two days ago and successfully killed Chu Huainan's henchmen. Under the leadership of the ten bitter brother, everyone was pretending to be monks in the temple."
Xiao Yi raised his hand.
The dark guard bowed and left without a sound.
Another dark guard came lightly, standing in the shadow of the peach blossoms under the corridor, and said in a respectful voice: "Master, there are more rumors in the market, saying that you are not the son of Jingwangfu, but the spy of Da Yongan in Nanyue. Also said you With a high position and authority, he has planned to be a thief of the country and lead Nan Yue to return to Da Yong."
Xiao Yi stroked the tea cover lightly: "Then?"
The dark guard became more cautious: "The humble post followed the direction of the spread of the rumors and found it at the princess's mansion. Those rumors were spread by the elder Ma Nanjing."
Xiao Yi raised an eyebrow.
"Master, do you want to find out Nan Jing and end the rumors?"
"No. It's also a fact, how can it be considered a rumor?" Xiao Yi laid down the tea cup lazily and stroked the folds on the brocade robe. "This king has been incognito for many years, and it is time to tell the world his true identity."
The dark guard courageously went to see him secretly.
The owner of the house has a deep and glamorous face, his lips are red when he smiles, and his teeth are white. He is obviously a handsome young man, but his body is filled with the nobleness that can only be cultivated by the prince family. He is noble and domineering, as if anything. All under his control.
The dark guard admired the worship even more, and respectfully said: "The master is gold and jade, much noble than the Nanyue royal family. What's more, more than two hundred years ago, it was Nanyue who betrayed Dayong first. What the master did, how can it be called the'stealing country'? ', it is clear that it is to get rid of chaos, turn the clouds and see the sky, and the whole world will be unified, which is the blessing of the common people!"
Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows and glanced at him more.
He smiled: "Go to the counter to receive the reward."
The dark guard was overjoyed and quickly went to receive the reward.
Xiao Yi was about to continue to eat tea, when there was a sudden rustle in the bedroom behind him.
He was stunned, and suddenly remembered that Nan Jiaojiao went to the Imperial Garden to put the paper kite, and before leaving, he deliberately handed Ah Qian to his care. He disliked the little boy's fuss and threw it into the house alone.
He stepped into the bedroom quickly.
Open the bead curtain and mess around the floor.
Ah Wei probably climbed along the Xiudun to the Nan Jiaojiao makeup mirror stage, and stubbornly knocked all the bottles to the ground.
Xu Ye saw the red lipstick, and thought it was pretty. The chubby little white hands were pounding in the small round porcelain box, making his face full of red lipstick.
In addition, no one cares about him for half a day, and the embroidered tiger's head pocket is covered with saliva and looks dirty.
However, the little boy's eyes were exceptionally bright, he struggled with his little butt, raised his little hand, and seriously put a ghost symbol on the brass diamond mirror.
Looking at the broken mouth fat and bottles, Xiao Yi had only one thought--
He is done.