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Chapter 200 The End of the Small World
Expanding land externally, constructing water conservancy internally, diligently governing and caring for the people, the economic, political and cultural prosperity of the Xia Dynasty was unprecedented.

To his courtiers, however, he was a tyrant of uncertain times.

He brought harm to the royal family and was violent and unruly.

The most important thing is the exposure of the gentleman's identity, which almost pushed all the emotions to the highest point.

With the support of many ministers, the little emperor, who suffered from hardships and courage, succeeded in his uprising.

Jun seemed to commit suicide at the Meridian Gate. After his death, he was hacked into pieces, and his bones were exposed to the sun at the gate of the city for 33 days.

After reading it, Pei Mi touched her chin, she felt that she had nothing to do with herself.

Isn't this very good and very powerful?

As for the tragic death later, this is not just a matter of the winner being the king and the loser being the bandit.

Of course, Pei Mi didn't say these complaints, so as to prevent the system in her body from starting to diss herself frantically again.

Jun seemed not to have completely believed in Pei Mi, after returning home, he had already made all kinds of preparations.

But he didn't expect that the next day was not just without any ups and downs.

Even when an official came to Pei Mi, hoping that she, as a national teacher, could prevent the empress from interfering in the government affairs, but she refused.

He also used all kinds of righteous and awe-inspiring rhetoric.

No matter which one it is, it clearly shows to herself that she is on her side.

When he got the news, Jun seemed to purse his lips slightly.

In the end, he just chuckled softly.

As the officials gradually got used to seeing Junsi in the court hall, the old emperor's health became worse and worse.

"Cough cough cough."

The old emperor was lying on the bed, coughing hard.

"National Master, I think the time is running out, so I would like to ask the National Master to protect the future emperor."

"The minister obeys the order."

Pei Mi lowered her eyes, and respectfully accepted the order.

The old emperor raised his eyes with difficulty, looked at Pei Mi, and then moved his gaze to the mid-air.

After a long time, the fingers drooped slightly...

"The Emperor is dead—"

There was a commotion in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and slowly various sobbing sounds could be heard in a low voice.

The old emperor had prepared various imperial edicts from the very beginning, many of which were directly kept by Pei Mi.

Put it in the safest place in the National Teacher's Mansion.

All of this is going in an orderly manner according to the plot.

It can be said that the king's dominance of the government has aroused the dissatisfaction of all the ministers, and some people directly blame him for the disaster.

Whether it is out of dissatisfaction or selfishness, he wants to take the opportunity to offside.

More and more people are doing things secretly.

Jun seemed to think that he would be very busy, but he never expected that in the silence, all the ministers who had been talking very vigorously suddenly seemed to shut up.

None of them had the slightest opinion.

Jun didn't seem to know what was going on, and even if someone checked, they could only find out that Pei Mi had done something behind his back.

But exactly how she managed to deal with those ministers, Jun seems to be unable to find out.

Next, it's not just about this.

Even what he wanted to reverse the case for the Jun family, that man did it for him.

It would be okay if Pei Mi just silently brushed up his presence.

Unexpectedly, this person is also very bold.

Jun seemed to return to the bedroom, and as expected, there was another "love letter" and a bouquet of flowers on the desk.

The words on the love letter are extremely majestic and beautiful, but I didn't expect that all of them were used to write these lingering love words.

Really...

Jun gnashed his teeth and burned the love letter.

This national teacher is far from the rumored image!

"Is the empress dowager so ruthless?"

He didn't need to turn around, he knew who was coming by hearing the smiling voice.

Slightly annoyed, Jun Ru's thin lips parted slightly, just about to say something.

Suddenly the vision in front of him began to shake, and before he could react, he was embraced by a slender embrace, and the falling beam directly hit the person protecting him.

"uh-huh."

Jun Ru narrowed his eyes, and a familiar feeling invaded from his limbs.

In reality, in three thousand small worlds, all memories are flying.

All the brains poured in.

(End of this chapter)