"Prime Minister, you are so great! Now, the whole government and the country will belong to us."
Hearing the officials' compliments, Prime Minister Li was so proud that he was almost overjoyed. He held his head high and spoke in a very proud tone.
"Of course. Once the emperor dies and the new emperor ascends the throne, this world will no longer be ours."
Prime Minister Li stroked his beard contentedly, thinking that he could do whatever he wanted in the future and would no longer have to bow his head and serve as a servant. He was happy.
He was almost going crazy with joy.
Of course, Prime Minister Li's followers walked past the officials from Shen Zishan's side in an even more arrogant manner. Many officials were already glad that they had just chosen the right side.
At this moment, an unusually cold voice suddenly rang out from the "joyful" scene, with an upturned ending that carried a strong murderous intent.
"Lord Li, how could I not know when my world became yours?"
"Prime Minister Li, I think you are courting death!!!"
Prime Minister Li: “???”
I was suddenly confused and three question marks popped up in my mind. Why did this person's voice sound so familiar? It's impossible. Wasn't he dead? Why did he suddenly appear?
However, in the blink of an eye, Prime Minister Li's shock turned into surprise, and then to fear. Then, he heard the people behind him kneeling down in unison and shouting "Long live the emperor" three times.
"Your Majesty, your servants, we pay our respects to you. Long live the Emperor!"
If you listen carefully, you can hear a lot of vibrato in the voice.
Prime Minister Li felt a chill in his spine and cold sweat on his back. He closed his eyes and pinched himself, feeling the pain. It seemed that this was not a dream. Although he already had the answer in his mind, Prime Minister Li still planned to turn around and take a look.
When he turned around, he was really shocked. Wasn't the person in front of him the living Zhou Beichen?
At this moment, he was walking in from outside with his hands behind his back, wearing a black uniform. His eyes looked very bright, and he didn't look dead at all.
It's over. He fell into the trap and was fooled. This insidious little emperor was really cunning in his tactics.
Especially when he looked at Zhou Beichen's murderous eyes, Prime Minister Li felt that he had not been strict with his subordinates, which led to such a big mistake.
When faced with life and death, people always think of various reasons. Prime Minister Li plopped down, took a few steps forward, and knelt in front of Zhou Beichen, speaking from the bottom of his heart.
"Your Majesty, this old minister pays homage to His Majesty. Long live the Emperor! Your Majesty, this old minister today..."
Prime Minister Li's eyes darted around, thinking of a countermeasure.
Zhou Beichen calmed down, lowered his head in a good mood, and was only half a step away from Prime Minister Li. His voice was as calm as usual.
"What do you want to do today? Are you going to surround the palace with troops and put my son on the throne? Or are you trying to incite my officials to revolt? Or do you want to become emperor yourself?"
These few words made Prime Minister Li feel very uncomfortable. He raised his head, and the panic he had just felt disappeared, replaced by a sincere look.
"Your Majesty, I didn't. The reason I acted like this today is because I truly believed Your Majesty had passed away. As the saying goes, a country cannot be without a ruler for a day, and a family cannot be without a master for a day. I wanted to help His Majesty the Prince of Yan see how many of these officials are truly loyal to Your Majesty, and how many of them run away when their interests are affected. I want to provoke them all and then kill them one by one. This way, when Your Majesty the Prince of Yan truly ascends the throne, there will be less trouble."
"Oh, really? In that case, Prime Minister Li, it seems I have something to thank you for."
Of course, Zhou Beichen didn't believe his words. He glanced at Prime Minister Li coldly, walked past him and walked towards the dragon throne. Soon, everyone saw Shen Nian'an and Zhou Zhaonuan coming from the door, and Deshun following behind them.
When the little girl passed by Prime Minister Li, she made a face on purpose, stood up straight, put her hands on her hips, and looked innocent.
"Prime Minister Li, what should I do? I heard everything you said to the Emperor just now, but I don't believe it. Tell me, those words of yours couldn't even fool a child. I don't understand what kind of brain you have to come up with such words to deceive the Emperor."
Prime Minister Li: "......"
He lowered his head, the anger in his heart growing stronger and stronger. In this day and age, how could a little girl be able to ridicule him?
He was not convinced in the first place, and now he was thinking that since there was no good ending anyway, he might as well fight to the death. He still had martial arts skills, but no one knew about it for so many years.
Shen Nian'an just patted his daughter's shoulder twice, signaling her to stop, and then walked towards Zhou Beichen. At the moment, Zhou Zhaonuan only had Deshun by his side.
Seeing the murderous intent in Prime Minister Li's eyes, Deshun, who had been bending over, now stood up straight. As expected, Deshun clearly saw Prime Minister Li pull out a dagger from his sleeve and stab it into the back of the little girl who was about to jump away. It seemed that the dagger was about to penetrate into the flesh.
"Nuannuan, be careful..."
"Nuannuan..."
Zhou Beichen suddenly stood up from the dragon throne, his pupils dilating. Even if he ran over, it would be useless.
Shen Nian'an used Qinggong to fly over directly, but even so, it was too late.
In a hurry, Zhou Beichen threw away the folding fan that he had just been waving gently in his hand.
Deshun was also planning to take the knife with his fat body. When he saw the fan bending over and knocking the dagger away and hitting his old waist, Deshun rarely lost his composure in front of everyone. His face turned the color of liver, and he cried out "ouch", curled up on the ground in pain, and kept talking.
"My old waist."
However, Zhou Zhaonuan was fine, which was the only comfort in Deshun's heart.
Zhou Zhaonuan looked back. What happened just now happened so quickly that by the time she reacted, the situation was already out of danger. Looking at the twisted Deshun, Zhou Zhaonuan felt sorry for him. She also saw the Imperial Guards coming up at the first time, tying up Prime Minister Li and throwing him aside. The little girl shouted hurriedly.
"Call the imperial physician, call the imperial physician quickly."
The crisp sound made Deshun feel warm inside.
Seeing that his men had been surrounded by the Imperial Guards and the Imperial Guards, Prime Minister Li was full of dissatisfaction. He signaled to the death soldiers with his eyes, then looked at Zhou Beichen. He signaled several times, but the death soldiers did not move. Prime Minister Li was about to collapse.
He also understood a fact: this damn leader of the death squad had secretly joined forces with Zhou Beichen that day to deceive him.
He struggled a few times, but remained motionless, but his mouth was not idle.
"Black Duck, if you don't help me fulfill my wish, you and all your brothers will have to endure the double pain in your body and heart every day for the rest of your life. Have you forgotten that feeling?"
Prime Minister Li thought his threat was effective, so the man in black strode over, lifted his chin, and slapped him twice.
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