Cowardly husband dressed as abusive male protagonist

Qin Ziye was sitting in the imperial study, holding a vermilion brush.

The twenty or so officials kneeling on the ground couldn't figure out what Qin Ziye was thinking, so they could only bear the torment in their hearts with their heads down.

Feeling the chilling aura around Qin Ziye, Rong Hao's expression froze. Rong Hao had a feeling that if Qin Ziye hadn't suppressed his temper, the heads and bodies of the officials below might be separated now.

"It used to be nothing more than you making small and big troubles, but now you have to talk about things to me because of domestic and foreign troubles in Qing Dynasty!" Qin Ziye looked cold.

"Now the officials who prevent Prince Ding's work will be imprisoned for obstructing official duties!" Qin Ziye glanced at the officials below one by one.

"Your Majesty, this is inappropriate. I thought that doing so would definitely cause turmoil in the officialdom!" Sun Zheng, the official censor, said respectfully, "The Qing Kingdom can no longer withstand the turmoil in the officialdom."

More than [-] officials echoed as if they had found an organization.

Rong Hao's brows were furrowed in the inner room. Qin Ziye's grasp would indeed cause turmoil in the officialdom, but if the imperial court does not express its position now, the people in various prefectures are very likely to rebel.

Rong Hao knew the urgency of officials in the Qing Kingdom since he stepped into the official career.

Darkness and corruption, grouping together to bully the emperor, oppressing poor families, and disregarding human life.

What's more, Rong Hao has been in the position of prime minister for many years, and he is keenly aware that there may be spies mixed in the official circles of Qing Kingdom, otherwise the states would not be in chaos so fast, and the plague would not be spreading so quickly.

Qin Ziye laughed back angrily: "Doctor Yushi is threatening me?"

Sun Zheng bowed his head as a sign of respect: "I don't dare, I just think about Qing Guo."

"It seems that you think so too." Qin Ziye smiled playfully, narrowed his long and narrow eyes, and then raised them upwards.

The imperial study room was quiet, and Rong Hao's eyes fell on the young monarch sitting on the chair.

Almost everyone is waiting for Qin Ziye's trial.

"It's not that I have to you." Qin Ziye smiled, his voice was low.

"Daqing is not up to you!"

A trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the officials below.

"The master is worried about the humiliation of the ministers, and it is the duty of the ministers to relieve the worries of the emperor. You have all learned how to be a dog!" Qin Ziye's face sank, and Qin Ziye smashed the inkstone on Sun Zheng's head casually.

Sun Zheng's head was bleeding, and black ink flowed down his cheeks onto the floor of the imperial study.

"His Majesty..."

"Why should I appease my anger!" Qin Ziye interrupted the officials with a sneer.

The atmosphere in the imperial study was heavy, only the sound of the ink on Sun Zheng's face dripping on the floor.

Sun Zheng knelt on the ground with a silent expression.

Qin Ziye flung his sleeves and left, leaving only the officials kneeling in the imperial study room and Rong Hao who was left in the imperial study room by Qin Ziye's bad intentions.

Rong Hao: ...

Until Qin Ziye walked farther and farther, no official spoke aloud.

When Qin Ziye didn't call them up, they could only kneel here.

The twenty or so officials who came to the imperial study room today were at most a test from the family and other officials. If Qin Ziye weakened this time, it is unknown how the courtiers and the family would handle him.

But today's incident also strengthened Qin Ziye's idea of ​​rebuilding the East Factory.

"Give Qin Zize the Shangfang Sword from the Panlong Temple, and tell him that I will protect him and let him do it." Qin Ziye said in a deep voice, with sharp eyebrows and eyes full of murderous intent.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Shunzi took the order to retreat.

When Bai Sheng came from Panlong Hall, his fingers trembled slightly, and his eyes sparkled with excitement.

Rong Qi told him about the embroidery workshop on Chang'an Street, and Bai Sheng put his fingers on his Adam's apple, and he could still feel the coldness of swallowing the poison pill into his throat.

Seeing the dark black robe by the corner, Bai Sheng narrowed his eyes and lowered his eyebrows to please his eyes.

"See Your Majesty." Bai Sheng said respectfully.

Qin Ziye nodded, and asked, "Be prepared yourself, Dongchang Zhen will bring it up when he ascends the throne."

Seeing Baisheng lowering his head, Qin Ziye moved his fingers: "You make some achievements, don't embarrass me."

"...Yes, Your Majesty."

As soon as Qin Ziye entered the side hall, he waved his hand to make the palace servants retreat. He lay on the bed in the side hall and closed his eyes.

"Shh-"

Jin Ming dodged the long arrow, and the long arrow crossed Jin Ming's cheek, his eyes were indifferent.

A few long arrows were inserted into the body of the subordinate who was disguised as Jin Ming in the carriage, and Jin Ming suddenly noticed that the man in black whistled and retreated quickly.

Jin Ming stopped his subordinates who were about to chase, and a trace of helplessness flashed across his face: "It's almost enough."

This is a game that Jin Ming made, deliberately let the man in black kill the fake Jin Ming, and this is the third assassination.

Jin Ming put down the long sword in his hand, brushed the blood on his cheek with his fingers, and the corner of his mouth was gentle.

When Rong Qi walked into the side hall, his eyes were deep, and he hid the blood between his fingers.

He didn't expect that the dog in Lenggong still didn't like him so much, such a vicious dog should be killed, just like the wolf dog in Xiangguo's mansion before.

No matter how long it has passed, Rong Qi still remembers that vicious dog that has been fighting with him for three years, at that time he was too weak to snatch food from its mouth.

After a long time, Rong Qi developed feelings for the vicious dog. He was hungry and stroked the vicious dog's neck.

As a result, the vicious dog bit him in his sleep, and the flesh on his calf was torn open, leaving blood on the vicious dog's sharp mouth.

The fangs pierced deeply into the calf, Rong Qi's face was pale, and he took a low breath.

Rong Qi actually felt that he could still bear it, as long as someone was with him, he would be willing to part with a piece of flesh and blood.

On the big bed, Qin Ziye's handsome profile was facing Rong Qi, who slowly stepped forward and sat on the side of the bed.

Qin Ziye had a good appearance, with a full forehead, his brows were covered by fine hair, his usually narrow eyes were gently closed, his nose was straight, his lips were slightly pursed, and his outline was deep.

Rong Qi stretched out her unstained fingertips, and gently slid them from Qin Ziye's forehead to his graceful chin.

Wearing an inky black robe, Qin Ziye's eyebrows and eyes were somewhat tired, while Rong Qi's eyes seemed to be filled with mist, misty and rainy, like the melting snow in early March spring.

Rong Qi's fingertips felt cool, and his fingers crossed Qin Ziye's Adam's apple again, and stopped on top of his clothes.

Qin Ziye felt the itching in his neck, he turned over, held the back of his head to face Rong Qi, and was fast asleep.

A shallow smile appeared on the corner of Rong Qi's mouth, and he touched the back of Qin Ziye's neck with his fingers, which was fragile and deadly.

Qin Ziye's defenseless look towards him is so cute.

When Qin Ziye woke up, he scratched his hair and his eyes were lazy.

"Your Majesty, are you awake?" Rong Qi put down the book in his hand and said softly.

Qin Ziye sat on the dressing table, stared at himself in front of the mirror, and made a grinning expression.

The author has something to say: Qin Ziye (affectionate): You are the bright pig in my palm.

Rong Qi:

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