Can Assassin's Biography Be Satisfactory?

Zhi Ming hastily rushed back to the capital, not because Murongli felt that Jiangnan was not safe and asked him to leave, but because he had a decision, if he didn't make it now, it would be difficult to find good opportunities in the future.

"Your Majesty! This is absolutely impossible!"

"My dynasty has always governed the country with benevolence, virtue, filial piety, and righteousness. If your majesty is like this, it is not the fate of old people! Besides, the kings have no faults. If your majesty forces the proton to enter the capital, it will not chill the hearts of all the vassals! This is to bury the future. Disaster, Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty! Each feudal lord has outstanding military exploits and is loyal, and there are also loyal, honest and diligent people. If His Majesty insists on ordering all the vassal kings to enter the capital... If the vassal king misunderstands that His Majesty is suspicious of them, it is only I'm afraid it will shake the foundation of the country!"

"Please think twice, Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, please think twice—!"

Everyone is against it. Of course, there are many loyal and patriotic people who really worry about the country and the society, but more, I'm afraid it's the power of various vassal kings in the court, which is deeply intertwined and unbreakable.

In the scene before him, any young emperor would be afraid of three points, especially if the emperor's origin is not right, if he persists, his old background will be brought up on the stage, "Jitong is not The practice of "inheritance" that only enjoys the results without taking responsibility has been criticized by others, and no one knows where Zhiming's confidence comes from.

Mo Lan stood quietly at the head of the group, looking at the courtiers kneeling all over the majestic hall without saying a word.

"Heh!" Zhi Ming sneered, Zijin Huaguan gathered his purple hair, and his tenderness and affection melted together.

Now the young king leaning on the throne is indifferent and frivolous, but there is an aura of looking down on the world from the bottom of his bones.

"Yan Shilang" Zhi Ming looked at his subordinates with a smile that was not a smile, "It is said that you are wise, quick-witted and insightful into the world, what do you think?" It was obviously an ordinary questioning tone, but Yan Donglou shuddered hard.

Yan Song's heart, which had been hanging high all the time, put down half a little,

Although my son likes to mess around, he is also a person who understands the overall situation and accidents.

If His Majesty asked this question, he would be able to persuade His Majesty to take it back.

"Your Majesty is holy!" Yan Donglou's sweat dripped out of his forehead one by one.

"Your Majesty's concerns can be described as far-reaching. Since ancient times, the ruler guides his ministers, and the father guides his sons. This is the principle of ethics and the foundation of a country! It is the duty of a loyal minister to have to die. Besides, your majesty only wants the vassals to send their youngest sons to Beijing. On the one hand, it does not prevent the vassal kings from inheriting the title, and on the other hand, it does not threaten the lives of the protons. It is just that the protons come to Beijing to teach them the foundation of loyalty and patriotism. It's done!"

"You—!" Yan Song didn't catch his breath, his eyes were dark and he almost didn't turn over. He turned back to look at Yan Donglou, his eyes widened as if he didn't recognize him.

Almost all the six ministers gasped.

Who is Yan Donglou?

That is the eldest son of Shoufu Yansong, and his words have represented Shoufu's wishes for a long time,

That is to say, His Majesty's move has been planned long ago, and the chief assistant has also known about it, but there is no news about it!

His majesty's city and control...

The faces of all the courtiers were pale and no longer regained the momentum of unity, only Zhiming smiled deeper.

"Yan Shilang's words are justified." Liu Zhengchun also stepped out of the class, "Previously, your majesty treated Beijing with generosity and benevolence. Everyone in the ruling and opposition parties was grateful for your majesty's grace, but there was that wolfish and ambitious person who disregarded your majesty's kindness, and even attempted to rebel!"

"So I also feel that your majesty is wise. The way to be an emperor should be relaxed and restrained. The right way is to combine grace and power! Besides, loyal ministers should understand that thunder, rain and dew are all the grace of the king. How can they resent the father just because of a little admonition? !"

"If there are really rebellious people who don't know the king's kindness and complain, your majesty doesn't need to show affection any more! Such offenders can be punished by everyone!" Yan Donglou stiffened with surprised eyes Scalp Road.

"My minister agrees!"

"I seconded the proposal!" Yan Donglou's voice was about to fall, and there were people from the Ministry of Officials and the Ministry of Rites who seconded the proposal. The most unexpected thing was that the new elite generals from the Ministry of War who worked with Qi Zhikan to put down Nanzhao also agreed unanimously!

"In that case" Zhiming stood up and yawned, "Let's do it this way. The Ministry of Rites drafted an order. Within three months, all feudal lords will send protons to the capital. Those who resist the order for no reason..."

Zhi Ming glanced sideways at the crowd, chuckled and walked away, but the unfinished second half of the sentence made the whole court feel uneasy.

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"Your Majesty, Yan Donglou has been kneeling outside for two hours..." After all, he is the son of the Chief Assistant, and Mo Lan worried that Zhiming had done too much, and Yan Donglou's body would not be able to withstand such a toss.

Now that Murong Li is not in the capital, Zhi Ming has regained his unhesitating and decisive appearance as the leader of the world, even Mo Lan is careful when he speaks.

Zhi Ming threw away the approved memorial, raised his hand and picked up another copy, "Didn't Ah Li come here after kneeling in the rain for a day, two hours, how long?"

There was no way to answer these words, Mo Lan shrank her neck, and said silently in her heart, son, please ask for blessings.

Seeing that the sun was setting towards the west, and the sky was turning from azure blue to blood-red, Zhi Ming just pushed away the memorial and let out a sigh of relief, "Let him in."

Before entering the palace, Yan Donglou suddenly realized that His Majesty didn't even have a familiar face around him, and those new inner eunuchs all looked at their mouths and mouths like clay bodhisattvas, and their hearts became more and more uncertain.

"Your Majesty!" Yan Donglou kowtowed respectfully and paid respects, not looking around, not daring to say a word, his appearance was really more respectful than that of Miss Boudoir.

Zhiming asked the little eunuchs to take down the memorial and seal it, stood up and walked down the steps slowly, "Yan Shilang"

Yan Donglou shivered

Zhi Ming took off the ring with a smile and played with it in his hand, "Look up, I don't eat people."

"Minister Zunzhi!" Only then did Yan Donglou dare to raise his head. After staying in the dark for a long time, his eyes were no longer used to the light. I see people clearly.

Just looking at it this way, he was so frightened that his soul fell out of his wits, and his heart fell straight from his throat to the bottom of the valley!

Beads of sweat fell directly down, it's over!Your Majesty knows everything!

Yan Donglou's eyes were fixed on the ring on Zhi Ming's hand, and he even forgot the needle-like pain in his leg.

Trembling and crawling forward to Zhiming's feet, Yan Donglou wanted to beg for mercy but didn't know where to start, so he kowtowed all the time, his forehead was blood red with just a few strokes, this is pitiful You must be surprised when you see him.

However, Zhi Ming just watched with cold eyes, neither asked nor called to stop, and even the rhythm of playing with the ring in his hand was undisturbed.

Mo Lan thought that Zhi Ming's humiliation to such a field was about to start, but who would have thought that Zhi Ming's hand sank, but he smashed the ring directly on Yan Donglou's head!

This ring is exactly the one that Mr. Yan bribed the inner eunuch and was sent back to Yan's mansion...

As for how the ring returned to Zhi Ming's hand without anyone noticing,

Yan Donglou didn't even dare to think about whether there was any secret between Zhiming and Zhiming.

Now he only hopes that Zhiming can leave his own body for the sake of his father's diligent service for him for so many years, and not implicate the Yan family...

"When the decree from the Ministry of Rituals is issued, you will personally supervise the vassal kings to send the protons to Beijing. I only want the youngest son, who will hold the blood of the family. Do you hear me clearly?"

Zhiming's voice was indifferent and arrogant, and the things he explained were very difficult and were criticized by others, but the east building was like hearing the sounds of nature, and he kowtowed gratefully, "I... I will definitely not disappoint the Holy One! I will go to arrange it now..." He said Turn around and go to work.

"Wait" Zhi Ming called him to stop

Yan Donglou knelt back in front of him obediently, and looked at Zhiming with eyes full of pleading, "Your Majesty... I will definitely be able to handle it well... I beg Your Majesty to be merciful, and I will serve Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

Zhi Ming raised his hand and tapped the ground "ring."

Yan Donglou quickly climbed over and grabbed the ring

"It's in good condition, wear it, and don't take it off from now on." Zhi Ming waved his hand after speaking indifferently, motioning him to go down.

Yan Donglou put on the ring in front of Zhiming, and went as if he had been pardoned.

This time the answer could not be more than a stick of incense, but it made all the servants tremble with fear.

Everyone knew who the original owner of the ring was, and who the future owner was was always before them in panic.

From today onwards, the news of Qianqing Palace will never fly out again!

Only Mo Lan was not surprised, but asked curiously, "Your Majesty...do you still want to use him?"

Zhiming sighed, "Yan Donglou doesn't believe in righteousness, he doesn't believe in evil, he is shameless, he is proud of his talents, not to mention awe, he is the number one killer in the world."

Mo Lan was even more puzzled. Based on what he did, killing him ten times is not too much!

Since it is not about cherishing talents, why is Zhiming hesitating?

"But Ah Li said that if you save his life, he is still useful." Mentioning Murong Li, Zhi Ming's eyes became much gentler.

The contrast between the helpless and pampering Zhi Ming and the emperor who frightened people to death while talking and laughing just now was so great that Mo Lan thought his eyes were dazzled, so he tried again, "If the vassal kings If you refuse to obey the order, in private..."

Zhiming, whose thoughts were interrupted, was extremely impatient, "Then why do you keep them! Don't take advantage of this time to pay back the Beijing accomplices, and wait for the news of Qi Zhikan's disappearance to spread before you are willing to work." !"

"Yes yes yes" Mo Lan has long been used to his dog temper

But it was related to the royal bloodline, even Mo Lan did not dare to be arbitrarily arbitrarily presumptuous, "If it is verified by the vassal king, then the proton...".

"kill"

Mo Lan's heart fell back into his stomach, well, this is the co-lord of the world whom he has assisted for ten years.

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Lu Zhao ran around the house in a hurry, Murongli went out to visit friends and returned as soon as he said he would go, but he didn't return for three days!

He was lucky enough to send people to the places where Murongli often went, thinking that he was just delayed by some things, but who would have thought that Murongli seemed to have evaporated from the world, and no one had ever seen his relatives and old friends he!

The tightly controlled Jiangsu and Zhejiang Mansions had such a mess, and Lu Zhao had his heart all over his neck, but Murongli couldn't find it, and he didn't even dare to die.

No one knows better than him what His Majesty's temperament is, that is, it changed a little in front of Mr. Murong, but why!But the one who lost was the most unbelievable Mr. Murong!

"My lord, I have also searched the North and South Fourth Street door-to-door. There must be nothing in the city... Is it out of the city?" The deputy whispered next to Lu Zhao, "Why don't you arrest Murongying and ask, the young master is not willing. My lord follows, but he is the son's clan brother, maybe he knows some news?"

"My lord, we can't delay any longer, send a message to His Majesty, if something happens to the young master, we..."

Lu Zhao closed his eyes heavily

At the same time, Murong Li suddenly opened his eyes!

That day, he talked with Zhong Kunyi, but he felt top-heavy after only a few words. Before he fell down, he vaguely saw a familiar figure...

"Is it you?" Murong Li was lying on the carriage exhausted, even his voice could not be heard clearly.

But someone could hear it, Fang Ye opened the curtain and got in, "My lord! You're awake!"

One hand supported Murong Li and the other flipped open the lid of the pot, "You haven't eaten for a long time, drink some water to moisten your throat."

Murongli looked at the person in front of him in disbelief, "Fang Ye...it's really you!"

No wonder he felt a sense of familiarity when he saw Jiangnan's official accounts.

It's no wonder that when all the officials from Jiangsu and Zhejiang were in Beijing Wang's office, only his father was the one who slipped through the net.

Murong Li closed his eyes, presumably it was because Fang Ye gave his father a break for his sake,

But since Fang Ye appeared here, it is impossible for him and Zhong Kunyi to have no intersection.

"Is it Zhong Kunyi who sent someone to forge the list and put my father at the top of the corruption list?"

Fang Ye knew that Murongli was smart, but he didn't want him to be able to figure out all these joints just by meeting each other.

I was a little flustered for a while, "Young master..."

Murong Li's face was pale, and he couldn't sit upright even leaning on Fang Ye's shoulders. He looked a little weak, "Zhong Kunyi said, after I die, you and Xiao Ran...is it true?"

Fang Ye's face turned cold at this moment,

"...yes",

With all his strength, Fang Ye managed to force the word out from his teeth.

"Xiao Ran..." Murongli's mouth was full of bitterness, "Where is Xiao Ran? Have you found him..."

"Heh!" Fang Ye let out a chuckle from his throat, but Murongli thought it was a mouthful of blood.

"...The whole body was seared to the point where there was no skin left, and then the muscles and bones were cramped... Splashed with salt and wine, stitched up with bamboo needles... My son, if it were you, would you still want to be reincarnated?"

Murongli's eyes suddenly turned red, "Then...you, you..."

Fang Ye's smile was more sincere this time, "Five horses divided the body, the Lord Zhiming was thinking about the old love, and gave me a good time."

"It was my fault…"

"I was wrong...I shouldn't...I shouldn't have kept you guys here."

The author has something to say:

The last chapter ended in a hurry, I hope this chapter will be made up for, I have been writing diligently for so long and there are no comments or clicks, maybe I am really not suitable for writing this kind of article and crying...