Chapter 407: Picking the weak ones
"Then Sanlin, quickly take them and divide this thing up. Remember to drag it out and separate it separately so that there is blood everywhere."
"yes!"
For the ruffians who have just emerged from the battlefield, there is no such thing as blasphemy against the undead by touching corpses. This is just their specialty.
After everyone chattered away, Li Chengxiu watched Leng Yi's head being buried right under his nose. Only then did he take a deep breath to give himself courage.
The wind is whistling and the Yi River is cold. If I return to the palace, it will be all over.
It’s so fucking miserable, miserable, miserable!
Hmm, not bad, so wet...
While trying to find joy in misery, he went back miserably to face the bleak life that was about to come.
The candles in Fengming Palace were lit for the rest of the night, and from time to time one or two pitiful muffled sounds could be heard.
As for what exactly happened, Sister Hongxiu, the head maid in Fengming Palace, was guarding outside the main hall gate, looking coldly at all the palace people.
A warning was written all over her pretty and serious face, but the meaning remained the same.
What happens here is not something that can be told to outsiders.
Finally, it was time to attend the morning court. The emperor, who had been beaten up by his wife for half the night, limped to the court with the support of his personal chief steward Li Jinzhong.
Then on this day, all the civil and military officials who came to the Dayu court to stand on duty received the full malice from the mouth of the roe emperor.
"They can't even repair a dam. They ask for money every year, and it keeps breaking down every year!
Tell me the truth, are all the people in the river administration office freeloaders? Did my money just come from the wind?
If the dike breaks down again next year, damn it, all the officials in the river management office, jump in and use this hundred pounds of flesh to plug the breach!"
Lord Hetai Lin was the first to hit the sword, and the emperor pointed at his nose and scolded him harshly. He kowtowed in obedience, and even brought up his ancestors and swore an oath to heaven to sign a military order, which was how he narrowly escaped.
The emperor took out another memorial.
"Where is the Minister of War?"
Xu Shan secretly cursed his bad luck and walked out with his tablet in hand.
"The old minister is here!"
Listen, I'm an old minister, a veteran who followed your father and crawled out of the pile of dead bodies. Even for the sake of the late emperor, I beg Your Majesty to be a little more lenient and give me a little dignity!
The pleading look in the Minister of War's eyes was so obvious that the emperor paused. He then looked down at the contents of the memorial, frowning as he considered the matter to be relatively minor. He planned to find an opportunity to scold the Minister in private.
So he looked up and gave him a look that meant he would let him go for the time being. Then, in the other party's grateful eyes, he said a few words indifferently and shook his chin to let him escape safely.
He dug out another memorial and saw the four big characters "Qinghe Gongfu" and instantly became interested. He looked carefully from front to back, left to right, up to bottom, inside and out, and oh, it was a piece of land?
It's quite a punishment. If I don't take away the imperial edict from your Cao family today, I, Li Laosi, will be considered your son!
He angrily threw the memorial aside, and the emperor's roar lifted the stone sculpture of the wind-mocking beast on the roof of the Golden Throne Hall.
"Cao Yu, get out here!"
The Duke of Qinghe, who was named, almost crawled out of the group of nobles and knelt down.
"The old minister is here!"
Duke Qinghe, who also wanted to follow the late emperor's example and use his favor to protect himself, was ruthlessly stripped of his veil by the emperor's bare hands.
“Don’t even call yourself an old minister. Even if you were me, no one could save you today!
Fuck your ancestors of the Cao family. I haven't even sat firmly on the throne under my butt yet, and you, my cousin, dare to steal my girlfriend, Li Laosi, behind my back?
I'm going to fucking kill you!
If I don’t show my power, you really think I’m a roe deer…”
Blah blah blah, the emperor, who had a bit of a talent for languages, pointed at Qinghe Gong and cursed his ancestors for eighteen generations. Except for the unlucky guy who was hit in the heart, all the other civil and military officials secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Huh~~
With the unlucky guy taking the beating in front, he and his companions are finally safe!
The Minister of Rites quietly wiped the sweat from his forehead and listened to the emperor's witty remarks. Looking at Cao Yu, who was scolded to the point of losing his face, he whispered a few words with a sense of camaraderie.
"Old Cao is so unlucky. He's really hit the nail on the head today. Did the emperor encounter some difficult situation today? Otherwise, why would he be so angry?"
His old friend, the Minister of Revenue, who was standing next to him, also complained in a low voice.
"He must have been bullied at home again, so he came to the court to pick on us, a bunch of weaklings!"
It must be said that Mr. Chu knows a lot.
Liu Maosheng said "oh" as if he suddenly understood, then looked up at Duke Lingguo and the Minister of Personnel who were standing not far away as steady as old dogs, and for the 1,236th time he gave them a look of envy, jealousy and love.
"Jiang Huailiang is so lucky! With the Empress as his daughter, he can sleep peacefully in the court until his death!
And Qin Zhenning also had great luck. He was able to hold the poisoned bowl of rotten rice from the Emperor's teacher firmly in his hand!
Heaven, Earth, Emperor, Parents, and Teachers, the Emperor dares not curse anyone with his broken mouth, right?"
"Isn't it?"
Liu Zhongcheng also followed his cousin quietly, and let out a sigh from the depths of his soul. The more he thought about it, the more regretful he felt!
"well!
If I had known that we would suffer such trivial punishments in the future, I would have died as the Grand Tutor no matter how high the risk!
"My Liu family is a family of poets and scholars, and we are a well-known family of literary masters! Yet, every time we are in the court, the emperor points at our noses and scolds us. Who can we go to for justice?"
"If you have no place to reason, just shut up! He's looking at me again!"
Prime Minister Ji, who was standing at the front, kept his eyes and ears open and gave the officials behind him a reminder in a very timely manner.
Everyone was instantly shocked, holding their tablets to cover their eyelids, and bending their waists with great sense of proportion.
My late emperor, oh no, my Prince An! When will you recover and come back to protect us? Without your heavenly cough, I feel so insecure in the court!
Today's time was truly arduous, bit by bit, even with the Emperor's extraordinary performance of not drinking a sip of water for most of the hour. The Duke of Qinghe, who had allowed his family and relatives to encroach on his ancestral homeland and oppress the people, was ultimately stripped of the imperial seal and iron certificate bestowed upon him by the late Emperor, and subsequently demoted several ranks, from a first-class duke to a third-class earl.
The court meeting finally came to an end.
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