After transmigrating into the villain's daughter, I lie down and win

Chapter 811 The whole family is a rebel (95)

There were dozens of people in the hall, and no one expected that Wang Wu would suddenly kill the king.

Everyone knows that he is the only palace servant who survived the emperor's repeated blood-thirsty outbursts in this palace, and whose status has become increasingly high. He is the emperor's confidant and close minister.

At that time, there was chaos and war everywhere. The palace was in turmoil. All the officials, big and small, who were close to the emperor or not, were thinking about escaping. Only he risked his life to find the imperial seal for the emperor. What a sincere and loyal man he was.

However, he committed regicide.

His movements were too fast and the knife was too sharp. With just one stroke, he cut off the emperor's neck. The head, which was once the most noble and supreme in the world, seemed to have not yet reacted to what had happened, but lost all life after a sudden pull.

The emperor is dead.

The imperial palace, which was filled with the commotion of war, seemed to become quiet in an instant.

Everyone in the hall stood still. Even though their eyes were about to pop out of their heads, they dared not utter a word. They just stared blankly at the scene on the high platform not far away that was destined to shock the world and be recorded in history.

Suddenly, a strange sound was heard.

Like the sound of a door opening.

It also sounds like someone is crying.

The person standing at the entrance of the hall was the first to notice the movement behind him.

It's the gate.

Someone opened the heavy door.

The cold wind of the night brought the murderous intent of weapons, and well-trained soldiers stepped into the hall in neat and orderly steps.

"The general has arrived!"

With a loud shout that resounded through heaven and earth, a man in iron armor who looked like a god walked into the hall, surrounded by many generals and counselors.

Some clever people, after the initial shock, immediately knelt down and shouted loudly.

Welcome the general!
Upon hearing this, others followed suit and shouted in unison.

Xiao Ji didn't say anything and didn't stop. He walked straight to the center of the hall, and his deep and cold eyes fell on the high seat that symbolized the imperial power.

It is a place that countless ambitious people dream of setting foot in.

What kind of mood would you be in when sitting there?
Is it the ambition of holding great power?

Or is it the loneliness and coldness that is unique in the world?
The height is not cold.

Before he sat in that seat, he had already felt the profound meaning of Yan'er's words.

But then, Xiao Ji's gaze fell somewhere else. It was only five steps away from the dragon throne. There was a headless corpse dressed in black and gold clothes. Next to it stood a palace servant holding a knife, and in his hand was a head dripping with blood.

Frightened, horrified, ferocious, unwilling...

What kind of expression is that?
Is it hatred or resentment?
Is it relief or reluctance?

Is it to leave everything to fate or an endless curse?
Xiao Ji couldn't describe it.

But the only thing that is certain is that the new emperor, who had been on the throne for only a year, died, just like the country of Daxia.

Zhong Xing and Qin Shu, who had returned to the Northern Army, looked at each other and stepped forward at the same time. They took the royal guards to control Wang Wu and the others who were at the top. The chief counselor knelt down first and shouted loudly: "The great cause has been accomplished! Congratulations to the general! Congratulations to the lord! Long live the lord!"

Except for dozens of palace maids of low status, everyone in the hall was a soldier and counselor who had fought with Xiao Ji for many years. They had fought all the way from the north and were all Xiao Ji's trusted ministers. When they heard the counselor's voice, they reacted one after another and shouted non-stop.

Congratulations, General!
Congratulations, my lord!

Long live the lord!

……

"My Lord, the body of Emperor Shen has been dragged away, and the doctors are sewing up his head." Zhong Xing said, and he vomited twice out of instinct because he didn't know what he was thinking about. Xiao Ji looked at him deliberately, "What's wrong? Are you scared?"

I wasn't scared, but the scene was really uncomfortable.

Just as Zhong Xing was about to speak, the door of the hall opened again, and former officials led by Zhou Jin swarmed in.

Those ministers and heads of aristocratic families who had originally respectfully called Zhou Jin "Duke Zhou" in front of him were now scrambling and pushing each other. Not only was Zhou Jin not taken seriously by them, but even the Zhou rituals, Confucian scholars, aristocratic families, and nobles had long been forgotten by them. All they could do was to kneel at Xiao Ji's feet before their colleagues to express their loyalty and position, and to completely draw a line between themselves and the brutal and cruel previous dynasty.

Xiao Ji stood at the highest point and watched all this coldly.

"The general is finally here! We are waiting for him like a drought land waiting for rain!"

"I wasted some time in comforting the refugees and was unable to welcome you, General, in time. Please forgive me, General!"

"According to the order of the general, I have opened all the granaries in my home and used them all to help the people. I have also sent people to collect food from all over..."

The people who had formed numerous factions in the court in the past, and the ministers who had made reports against the North one after another, were now extremely fawning, wishing they could take out their black hearts to prove their position and loyalty.

Xiao Ji found it funny but he didn't really laugh, because he had experienced the same thing once before. Some of these old ministers, who had gone through two dynasties from Jin to Xia, were still able to sit firmly in the court, so their state of mind was naturally more stable than his.

What's wrong with kneeling? What's wrong with showing loyalty? What's wrong with fawning? What's wrong with being extremely shameless?
The emperors come and go, but the aristocratic family remains unchanged for thousands of years.

As long as they can save their lives and their families, even if the world changes hands and the emperor changes, they can still gain a foothold in the new dynasty, take root in the world, and continue to build their families for thousands of generations and live forever.

After watching enough of the performances of the aristocratic and powerful families, Xiao Ji coughed and looked at the person at the back of the crowd.

"Duke Zhou, how are you?"

The crowd instantly exploded.

Duke of Zhou?

Could those rumors be true?

Before Zhou Jin could speak, a path was opened in the dark crowd. Zhou Jin walked steadily to the front of the crowd. He bowed and saluted, then said, "I am fine. I have something to ask the general."

Xiao Ji seemed to have expected this, "You can tell me what you want."

Zhou Jin stood up and looked up at Xiao Ji, who was as majestic as a mountain. "General, are you still the general who is determined to bring peace to the world and make the people live and work in peace and contentment?"

The other ministers were terrified.

Even if you are an undercover agent in the North, can you just ask this question casually?

Xiao Ji showed a bit of nostalgia on his face. He did not answer directly, but sighed: "It has been four or five years since we last saw each other, right?"

Zhou Jin nodded.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Xiao Ji spoke first, "Duke Zhou, do you think I am still myself?"

Zhou Jin was silent for a moment, then said, "The general entered Chang'an not for money or women, but there are no more people freezing to death or starving to death in Chang'an, women are no longer afraid, children are smiling, there are no more corpses outside the city, and no more innocent blood is shed..."

He said a lot in one breath, and as the ministers listened, they gradually came to their senses.

Nothing has changed and people have not changed; there is no conflict between the ruler and his subjects. This question and answer is only to show that they get along well with each other and have never let each other down. It is only to declare the merits and achievements of the new emperor and make them known to the world!
really.

Zhou Jin made a conclusion: "The general is still the general with a pure heart, and I am still the minister that the general knew."

Other ministers: “…”

So they are the only ones who are neither popular nor accepted?

Finally he bowed deeply again and shouted loudly.

"Congratulations, my lord!"

"Long live the Lord!"