There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 765 On the Golden Palace
It was a very long night.

When the morning light rises, the faint light seems to be extremely joyful and joyful.

Soon, many people in the capital got a piece of news.

His Majesty will go to court today.

Going to court was originally a very common thing, but for this Emperor Tianlu, going to court was a really rare thing.

Just because he has not been in court for more than ten years.

Relying on the control of the cabinet to control the government, using Jinyiwei and Dongchang to monitor the officials, using factory guards all over the world to extort money, and there is a huge hive hidden in the dark.

For this majesty, the event itself has become a purely symbolic ceremony.

Since it is only symbolic, whether to hold it or not simply depends on one's own mood.

But today, it seems that His Majesty is in a good mood.

So, soon, the Golden Luan Hall was already full of people.

Almost all the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty have arrived.

But His Majesty himself has not yet arrived.

Since it hasn't arrived, everyone can only wait.

Until in the portal behind the palace, even and clear footsteps were heard slowly.

Under the guidance of several eunuchs, the old man in a dragon robe with white beard and hair came out step by step.

"Long live my emperor."

The crowd shouted in unison.

"I think I may not live long." The saint sat on the dragon chair and whispered, "Has Princess Yongning arrived?"

This is the court meeting, so the princess should not appear on this occasion.

But Princess Yongning is different.

The whole world knows that this granddaughter of His Majesty performed very well in the Battle of Goryeo not long ago, and she almost turned the whole situation around by herself. That's why she was exceptionally conferred the title of Princess Yongning. people.

"The minister is here." Yan Yu came out of the line calmly, looking at his grandfather sitting on top and said.

The saint laughed: "This is the first time I have seen you so close."

"Is Xue Ling here?"

He said a somewhat unfamiliar name.

But immediately, another clear female voice sounded: "The minister is here."

Xue Ling was standing in the hall wearing the original flying fish suit, but the flying fish suit that didn't fit well at the beginning now looked much more well-proportioned and close-fitting.

After all these years have passed, this little girl has grown up.

"Long time no see." The saint said with a smile, "Where is King Yu?"

There was a moment of silence below.

Because King Yu is not here.

Not only is it gone, but it probably never will be.

In this terrible silence, the saint continued to speak slowly: "If you say that, then you are gone."

"Yes." The person who spoke at this time was a woman.

Yan Yu looked at the ruthless and majestic monarch above, and spoke calmly like never before: "King Yu is indeed gone."

The saint couldn't help laughing: "Then, I don't have a son now, right?"

It is hard to imagine that the saint can still laugh out loud at this time.

And he still spoke such desolate and hopeless words.

All the ministers couldn't help being silent, but the saint still didn't stop his words.

"Then I would like to ask all my loves, why do we have to have children?"

There was no sound in the hall.

No one wants to answer that question.

No one dared to answer the question.

It is said that the Taizu of the current dynasty also lost his prince, and he was very sad, but a minister said that the minister was as sad as his majesty.

Taizu raised his head and looked at him: You didn't have a dead son, why are you as sad as I am.

Saying this, Taizu bestowed the minister's son to death.

It is also a means of commiserating with the people.

The sage had a bored expression on his face, and he casually pointed to the most senior minister among them: "Zhang Aiqing, you have learned from the past and the present, and you have mastered the rise and fall of all generations. Come and tell me why we have children."

Being named by His Majesty in public, even if he didn't want to speak, he could only bite the bullet and speak.

"His Majesty, the prince is the foundation of the country. Only with the prince can there be a foundation for generations to come."

"So Zhang Aiqing means that I am going to die soon?" The saint said with a smile.

Zhang Aiqing fell to her knees on the ground with a plop: "Your Majesty, how dare I have such rebellious thoughts."

"Well said." The saint smiled: "I remember when I dared to come in, you all said that my emperor is long live, long live, but there are so many emperors throughout the ages, which one really lived to be [-] years old?" ?”

"However, if I can really live to be [-] years old, then I don't think I need a prince or anything."

There was still silence in the hall.

Dead silence.

Only Zhang Shoufu, who was kneeling on the ground, lowered his head and did not dare to look at the emperor on the Dragon Throne.

At this time, someone suddenly said calmly: "In this world, no one can really live to be [-] years old."

The saint looked intently and saw that at some point in the middle of the hall, a young man in a moon-white gown appeared. He stood there, looking at himself with an extremely serious expression.

"If you can't live for 1 years, it's okay to live for a few thousand years. Even if you can't live for a few thousand years, it's not bad to barely live for a few hundred years." The saint was not angry at all, but seemed to be bargaining with the other party in a serious manner road.

Almost no one in the hall knew who this young man who appeared suddenly was, and why the saint could talk to him so politely.

But Fang Bie sighed: "So Qin is dead, right?"

"Since he dared to assassinate me, he is of course dead." The saint said softly.

"Actually, Your Majesty still has a son. If there is still a son, then he will not have to live for so long. Even if there is no son, the daughter may not be unable to inherit the throne of the Great Zhou." Fang Bie looked at the saint and said frankly. .

The saint looked at Fang Bie: "So, you came here this time to kill me?"

Left and right were silent.

There were not countless guards with knives who came forward to surround Fang Bie and take him down.

Fang Bie nodded: "Actually, I have thought about it for a long time, and finally I think that the world without His Majesty would be better."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Zhang Shoufu, who was kneeling on the ground just now, stood up and pointed at Fang Bie's nose from a distance: "How did he get in? Where are the guards? Drag him out and put him in the dungeon, waiting to be punished." !"

No one moved around.

Zhang Shoufu was full of disbelief. He looked back at the saint on the dragon throne, but found that the saint's expression did not show any panic.

"After Qin died, I discovered that there was one person missing from my treasure house." The saint looked at Fang Bie: "So now you took that person away?"

Fang Bie didn't answer, but a voice slowly came from outside the hall.

"Your Majesty, it's time for you to abdicate."

Saying this, Xue Ping walked into the hall slowly, followed by pairs of crow-like attendants in black cloaks.

Silence is like a crow.

Xue Ping's whole body was so emaciated that he looked like a skeleton that had just crawled out of hell, but he calmly looked at the saint in the Dragon Throne.

"Feel sorry."

(End of this chapter)