My host in fast time travel is a full-level boss

Chapter 124
Above the color of blood, there was heavy rain, and the strong smell of blood enveloped the imperial city. The whole city seemed to be frozen. The pedestrians on the road were trembling and did not dare to look in the direction of the imperial palace.

In the palace, Song Yunjin was sitting in the main hall, playing with the wine glass in his hand, with a little smile on his face, he looked no different from the princes of the aristocratic family outside, and had a feeling of being easy to talk, but none of the people kneeling on the ground dared to do so think.

"Why don't you talk anymore? Didn't you all say that you were very happy the day before yesterday? Why have you become more silent recently?"

The word "you" seemed to be held in his mouth and played with carefully, full of jokes, but there was no emotion in his eyes.

"Come on, Shangchao, don't you have something important to report?"

The hall was still silent, and no one dared to make a sound.

Tan Tong, who was standing beside him, shivered and lowered his head even lower. Although he was on Song Yunjin's side, he was like the ministers below, and he didn't dare to make Song Yunjin unhappy at all.

This is a murderer. The night before, everyone who had scolded him in court was dead. The smell of blood almost broke through the sky in this imperial city. Who dares to do this now? Talking nonsense in the court.

Although even the nearest place of the slaughtered clan is far away from here, the bloody smell seems to be rushing to the tip of Tan Tong's nose all the time. When he closed his eyes, he saw bloodshot eyes last night.

Seeing that the group of people below did not speak, Song Yunjin felt that it was extremely boring. He threw the wine glass on the ground, made a few clear noises, and rolled all the way down the steps to the prime minister.

The prime minister knelt down on the ground in an instant: "Your Majesty, forgive me."

A bit of fun flashed in Song Yunjin's eyes: "Oh? What crime did you commit? Let me hear what you said."

"Young son, youngest son disrespected the emperor in the street yesterday, may the emperor let him go because he is still young, and I am willing to take it on behalf of the youngest son."

Song Yunjin snorted, remembering what was going on, and waved his hand: "Come here, bring the prime minister's youngest son here, and let them get together."

The eight-year-old child was brought up, and as soon as he saw his father, he threw himself into the prime minister's arms, biting his lips and weeping, not daring to cry, holding his father in fear, his body trembling slightly.

The Prime Minister felt very distressed when he saw his child whom he had spoiled since he was a child, afraid of becoming like this. The youngest son was born to his wife, who was in poor health, and it was almost impossible to have children. For her, he had already given up having offspring, and adopted two children from Bangzhi.

Afterwards, it was hard to be blessed by God’s love and love, and to have such a child, I naturally regarded the youngest child as a treasure, and always held it in the palm of my hand, holding it in my mouth for fear of melting, and asked the stars not to give the moon, but even so, the youngest child was not spoiled , has always been obedient and sensible, which made them very gratified.

The youngest son doesn't like reading, but he loves painting very much. He always likes to stay in the study every day and paint what he likes. Although he is lively, he doesn't go out often.

He has long wanted to retire and return to his hometown. It's okay if the youngest son doesn't like studying. According to the situation in recent years, it might be a better choice not to enter the official career, at least his life is safe.

But he didn't think that one day, the Southern Dynasty would be destroyed, and the originally happy life would become completely out of reach. Aizi went out to buy ink, but met a tyrant, and scolded the tyrant face to face in the street.

It's also because he was not taboo at home and talked about the massacre of the Xu family in the south of the city, and the youngest son's playmate was a child of the Xu family, and the relationship between the two was pretty good.

He really regrets it now. It is clear that the Xu family is not a good person at all. They have done countless things to burn, kill, loot and oppress the people over the years. It's no pity to kill him. Why did he say that extra word, which hurt the child.

"Prime Minister, is this your youngest son?"

The people on the stage were still smiling and didn't look dangerous at all.

However, the prime minister knew that this was just an appearance. His throat was dry. According to the usual habits of tyrants, he had already anticipated what would happen next, so he closed his eyes and said, "It's my youngest son. Thank you, Your Majesty." His life was spared.

He also had speculations that the child had died in prison, but he was still holding on to a chance.

The person on the high platform asked again: "The prime minister, as the prime minister of a country, should know that insulting the royal family is a serious crime of beheading. Is the prime minister sure that he will take it on behalf of the youngest son?"

Needle drop can be heard in the hall, who would have thought that the prime minister of the southern dynasty would end up in this day?

The prime minister pushed the youngest son away and knelt on the ground: "The guilty minister is willing to suffer on behalf of the youngest son. I only ask the emperor to forgive him for being young and ignorant this time."

The prime minister said in a low voice: "Don't cry, Ah Yi, take good care of your mother, after your father is gone...you have to grow up well."

The child who was pushed away rushed back into the Prime Minister's arms: "Dad..."

The prime minister was cruel, seeing that the person sitting on him didn't respond, but the cool eyes were like tarsal lice, which made him feel chills from the bottom of his heart. In order not to hurt the youngest son, he pushed the youngest son away again.

When everyone watched this scene, they couldn't help but think of themselves, and their hearts became cold.

Song Yunjin sat in a high position, and suddenly burst out laughing: "The prime minister really performed a good show of fatherly kindness and filial piety for me, which made me very happy to watch."

The prime minister knelt and remained silent.

Devil, this is a devil, without the slightest empathy, playing with other people's suffering, taking pleasure in other people's suffering, but they have no power to resist.

Song Yunjin just wanted someone to drag the prime minister down and behead him to fulfill his wish.

Over there, the prime minister knew that the tyrant was impatient, so he closed his eyes and pushed away his youngest son who was not willing to scold at all.

The youngest son was pushed to the ground, and a scroll of paintings hidden in his clothes rolled out of his body. After rolling several times on the ground, the scroll was completely rolled out, exposing the person inside.

Song Yunjin's gaze was attracted by the picture scroll, and the words stuck in her throat just as she was about to speak to kill.

Seeing Song Yunjin staring at the painting, Tan Tong stepped up and wanted to go down to get it for Song Yunjin, but Song Yunjin had already gone down and picked up the scroll.

He looked at the person in the painting, his eyes were in a daze, and his heart was pounding. He didn't know what kind of emotion this was, he just felt that if the person in the painting appeared in front of him, he would give her whatever she wanted.

He even felt a little ashamed of himself, last night he killed so many people and made such a big commotion, did the people in the painting also know about it?Although the people he killed deserved their crimes, would she be willing to listen to his explanation?

The tyrant suddenly became quiet when he looked at the painting, and no one in the hall dared to speak. They even prayed that the tyrant would not go crazy suddenly and pick up his sword to kill people again.

(End of this chapter)