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Chapter 434 Powerful Ministers
It took Yingfeng a long time to realize that the middle-aged man in front of him with a beautiful beard, sharp facial features as if cut by a knife, deep lines between his brows, and a domineering manner was himself.

"Sure enough..." Yingfeng walked around the forty-year-old self several times, "I am older than that guy, Cui Hao, I don't know how many times better! Only Tan Yaoyu, who has no vision, will think that That kind of frail scholar looks good. As a man, how can he lack masculinity!"

When he was in the Northern Wei Dynasty, Yao Yu praised Cui Hao for his good looks the first time he saw him, but he was indifferent when he saw his face without disguise.Yingfeng has been brooding about this matter for a long time.

Ying Feng smugly sat down next to his forty-year-old self, compared back and forth, and said regretfully, "It would be great if I could let Yao Yu come and see, I'm sure I'll be fascinated by the future me!"

After Yingfeng was intoxicated with his beauty, he noticed the mountains of memorials on the desk.He frowned, and said to himself strangely, "There are so many things between the imperial guards and the chief of the dark guards? I asked Liu Yilong if it was too little to rest on the fifth day of each month..."

As Yingfeng said that, he reached out to get the memorabilia on the table, and after he passed through the pile of memorabilia without even touching the edges of the bamboo slips, Yingfeng could only curl his lips, and reluctantly moved to the side of his future self, Squeeze your head to read the memorial in your future self's hand.

Yingfeng had just scanned the word "water disaster" when he heard someone at the door asking to see him.Forty-year-old Yingfeng put the bamboo slips on the desk, rubbed the space between his eyebrows, and then called out in a magnetic and majestic voice, "Come in."

The one who entered was a young soldier of the imperial guards. As soon as he entered, he knelt on one knee and reported: "The traitor Liu Yikang and his henchmen have all confessed their crimes. Please Qin Situ show me."

Qin Situ?Yingfeng was stunned for a moment when he heard the name, and then frowned tightly, not hiding the disgust on his face, "So we have come to this point after all? What if I changed my surname, become a supervisor, and left my name through the ages? Future generations don't even know who you really are."

After hearing the report, the [-]-year-old Yingfeng pondered for a moment, and finally waved his hand lightly, as if just to brush off the dust on his sleeves, "Kill them all."

The young guard froze for a moment, then reconfirmed: "The old and the weak, women and children are also killed?"

Forty-year-old Yingfeng closed his eyes and slowly leaned back on the armchair, and said in a cold voice: "Those female relatives of Liu Yikang's family have jumped up and down in the past few years, and they have not lost much momentum for their prince. Queen Mother, Eldest Princess, Empress, which one of them? Have you never been courted? Such a cunning woman, she can only be corrected by killing her."

The young guard swallowed, and didn't dare to ask why the child wanted to be killed, so he clasped his fists in response, and then said hesitantly, "Should I report this matter to the emperor?"

The [-]-year-old Yingfeng opened his eyes slightly, and his emotions were difficult to distinguish at the moment. He thought for a while and said, "No need. The emperor's health has become worse and worse these days. It's better to know less about such terrible things." After he finished speaking, he waved his hand and told the imperial army to retreat.

Yingfeng looked at the middle-aged self in front of him, decisive, ruthless, and in control of power, he was exactly what his grandfather wanted him to be.But he only felt that this future self was very strange, and even disgusted him.

"Fortunately, Yao Yu is not here, let her know that she is going to marry such a cold-hearted person, I guess I will die alone... Wait," Yingfeng suddenly realized something, "If this is the future, then I But now that she is married to Yao Yu, where will she be?!"

Yingfeng was excitedly wanting to go out to find Tan Yaoyu in the future, to see how old she looks, when he heard the middle-aged man behind him sigh, "You are not yet thirty years old, and you just went like this... If your imperial brother finds out, you might be so sad..."

Ying Feng was startled when he heard the words, and ran back to the desk in three steps at a time, read the bamboo slips at a glance, and then fell down on the ground.

"Seventh Prince, Liu Yiji is dead..."

Yingfeng is really hard to accept, he is still a child now, he only knows how to play truant from school all day long, and from time to time he goes to Liu Yilong's palace to steal wine and drink, and he died before he was thirty.

The middle-aged Yingfeng and the emperor sent him to control the water, but because of his greed for drinking, he was hungover when inspecting the embankment, and a wave hit him, directly dragging him into the water and drowning.

"Come here..." The middle-aged Yingfeng called out, and immediately a small servant came in, "Send the order, let them help the seventh prince back to the palace quickly. Inform the Secretary of the Inner House to prepare the funeral ceremony according to the prince's level .”

The servant hurriedly replied "Here", and then asked, "Then where is the emperor..."

The middle-aged Yingfeng sighed, and then got up, "I'll go and talk about it myself."

Yingfeng followed his middle-aged self out of the house, only to realize in shock that they had been in Liu Yilong's imperial study the whole time!Yingfeng's heart tightened, and it was not a good sign that the powerful minister could handle official business in the imperial study...

He followed the middle-aged Yingfeng, and arrived at Liu Yilong's bedroom within a short distance.When the palace people at the gate saw the middle-aged Yingfeng, there was no one who stopped him or informed them, and they all respectfully bowed their heads on the spot.

The middle-aged Yingfeng walked all the way to the door of the emperor's bedroom before he stopped and said, "Your Majesty, it's me."

There was a coughing sound after a while.Immediately afterwards, a concubine with picturesque features came out from the inside. After seeing the middle-aged Yingfeng, she first saluted and greeted her, and then whispered: "I didn't feel well in the morning. I took the medicine and slept for a while. Now I feel refreshed." Some, but Master Situ still needs to take it easy, don't let the emperor's emotions fluctuate too much."

The middle-aged Yingfeng sighed when he heard the words, "I'm afraid it will be difficult to calm down today..."

The middle-aged Yingfeng walked in after speaking.The strong smell of medicine in the dormitory made him frowned slightly, but he didn't stop, but walked straight to Liu Yilong's palace.

Even though Yingfeng had made mental preparations, when he suddenly saw Liu Yilong who was skinny and completely out of shape, his chest still tightened.

Liu Yilong's complexion was sallow, his eye sockets were sunken, and his breathing was extremely heavy, as if he had to use all his strength for every breath.

Yingfeng was in a trance for a moment, as if he and Liu Yilong had been drinking and singing together when they first met a few years ago, but in a blink of an eye, there was only one powerful minister, a puppet emperor, sitting silently at each other.

Liu Yilong, who was dying of illness, coughed a few times, and then said: "But the rebellion of the Pengcheng Prince's Palace has come to fruition...you just watch...just deal with it..."

The middle-aged Yingfeng sat there silently, like a stone sculpture that had been exposed to the wind and sun for several times.After waiting for a while, he said softly: "Yi Ji is dead."

"What did you say?" Liu Yilong didn't seem to hear clearly, raised his upper body, stared and asked tremblingly: "You, who did you say died?"

The middle-aged Yingfeng didn't answer, but just looked at Liu Yilong wordlessly.

"Pfft—" A mouthful of blood spurted out from Liu Yilong's mouth, and then he collapsed down...

(End of this chapter)