I can't die!I haven't ruled the world yet!

Chapter 42 Take the heads of the Ye family and his son to buy and sell them by force?

The old eight flew into the Hall of Renzheng with a "swish", carrying two unremarkable big burdens on his shoulders, with an overjoyed smile on his face.

"All sold! Your Majesty, can I be the boss?"

Rong Cen winked at him, there are still two living people here, so no winks!
Unexpectedly, the naive old eighth couldn't understand it, thinking that His Majesty was going to play tricks, he was anxious: "Your Majesty promised me personally that as long as you sell all those at a high price, you will give me the position of the leader of the Dragon Guard. How can you be noble?" How forgetful!"

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The young emperor rolled his eyes, tilted his head, and fell off the dragon chair. The teacup shattered crisply on the gold brick floor.

Before the Prince Regent asked the question "What did Yunqi sell?", Wan Li's shrill scream sounded: "Your Majesty?!"

Rong Cen has been working day and night recently, and everyone is watching.

The regent got up quickly and wanted to go forward to help the person, but he was in a hurry and accidentally tripped and twisted his waist.

Fortunately, King Xi made a move, firmly supported Rong Cen's head, and held it in the crook of his arm.

Rong Cen, who was overwhelmed by his acting skills, almost fainted.

Although the posture was indecent, he succeeded in saving him.

The regent supported his sore waist and ordered Wan Li who was stunned: "Quickly go to the imperial doctor!"

The people in the Hall of Renzheng turned their backs on their backs.

Not long after, the imperial doctor hurried over with a medicine box.

The Prince Regent who was paralyzed on the couch: "Why is it you? Where is Doctor Xiao Yu?"

Panting heavily, Wan Li replied, "The old imperial doctor Xiao is more than a few years old, and his steps are faltering. The little imperial doctor Xie is just young, and he walks like the wind."

Looking at it this way, it is indeed.

Wan Li and the imperial doctor entered the hall one after the other, the former was out of breath while the latter was breathing steadily.

Taking advantage of this gap, Rong Cen, who had been placed on the dragon bed in the inner hall, squinted his eyes and took a peek.Very well, the person who came was hers.

As soon as he felt his pulse, the regent asked anxiously, "How?"

The imperial physician Xiao Xie pondered for a while, and said slowly: "Your Majesty is just overworked, just need more recuperation."

At this time, Lao Ba who didn't know when to go out also came with Aunt Kong Lan, holding a bowl of black soup in his hand.

Smelling this smell, Rong Cen's heart was immediately overshadowed by the shadow of Shiquan Da tonic.

"Okay, there's nothing wrong with you over there." The regent waved his hand and called the imperial doctor Xie, "Come here, look at this king's waist, if there is any way to relieve the pain."

Rong Cen felt himself being lifted up by Aunt Konglan, the warm spoon was pressed against her lips, and the bitter medicine spread from the corner of her mouth to her mouth.

Damn it, she can hardly pretend anymore, these people still won't leave!

Does the patient need to rest well?

The next moment, someone seemed to see her heart, and resigned voluntarily.

"Be good and serve the emperor." King Xi ordered a little, then turned to look at the regent, "Uncle, do you want Jinyu to send you back to Guangshou Palace to recuperate?"

He was the one who carried Rong Cen onto the dragon bed just now.

It's strange to say that the emperor is as light as a swallow, not like a seven-foot man at all.

The regent declined: "No need, my king's sedan chair will arrive immediately."

"Then Jinyu will leave first."

Xi Wang is still under confinement, today it was Rong Cen who called him to come here out of the ordinary, and he is also sensible.

Rong Cen waited and waited, the regent finished looking at his waist and taking the medicine, but he still lingered.

Instead, the palace servants were dismissed, "You all go down, the king is here to guard His Majesty."

Rong Cen: No?You are the wounded yourself, why should you guard?

Before she complained, she heard the regent catch the witness precisely: "You stay, old eighth."

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Only Rong Cen, Regent and Lao Ba are left in the Hall of Renzheng, and the needles can be heard.

"Old Ba, Lao Ba, you have made a great contribution today, and I haven't congratulated you for being promoted to the commander of the Dragon Guard!" The regent paused, and then said: "That thing... others can't sell it."

"You have to be clever, tell me quickly, how did you do it?"

The regent's admiration was beyond words, and the old eighth laughed: "Thank you, Your Highness, the regent!"

Say it all.

Of course, he never mentioned anything except the trip to Dongshi.

He only said that he saw the luxurious and grand mansion of Shangshu of the Ministry of War, and the housekeeper looked like a villain. He didn't look like he came from a good family, so he guessed that Shangshu Qin was a big corrupt official who searched for the people's admiration.

After the buyer was confirmed, Lao Ba followed the housekeeper into Shangshu's mansion, and he was honored as a guest of honor because he had saved his life from Qin Shangshu.

Minister of the Ministry of War has a relapse of his old illness and is bedridden. He has been on leave for many days before going to court, but he has the energy to flatter and curry favor with his elder brother.

"I see that he has been flattering me, but I have nothing to gain from him. I can only think about it because he wants to use my minister to get on with His Majesty in order to seek benefits."

"He claimed that he was only willing to solve His Majesty's worries and problems, and the minister roughly said that His Majesty is short of money and people. Qin Shangshu was very happy. He happened to be rich in what His Majesty lacked."

"Thus Qin Shangshu consciously donated one million silver and ten thousand soldiers to relieve His Majesty's urgent needs. He also said that if His Majesty needs it, just ask, and he will cover His Majesty's expenses."

Minister of the Ministry of War, very loud tone.

He can easily donate millions of taels of silver and [-] military guards to others, and is not afraid of arousing the suspicion of the emperor. How much money does he have in his house to be so confident?

"But Qin Mao, the Queen Mother's henchman?" Rong Cen asked involuntarily.

"That's right." Lao Ba nodded, "Qin Shangshu said that he didn't know people clearly earlier and got on the queen mother's thief ship by mistake. Now he has awakened and wants to be loyal to His Majesty."

He didn't realize who he was answering.

The regent knew it, and teased in a half-joking tone: "Yo, Yunqi woke up, how do you feel?"

Rong Cen coughed twice, "I'm much better, Uncle Lao is worried."

Only then did Lao Ba realize, "Your Majesty is awake! That minister said it again."

Lao Ba took the trouble to tell his glorious deeds again.

After talking about it, he still didn't say what it was. The regent pretended to be an insider from the beginning, so he couldn't ask directly at this moment, so he had to dig around to find out the neglected details, "What did Qin Mao look like when he saw that thing?"

Rong Cen's whole heart was worried, for fear that the absurd things he did would be completely exposed by Lao Ba.

But I heard him say: "Shocked and terrified! I was so frightened that I couldn't speak! I collapsed on the ground, kneeling three times and bowing nine times!"

Normal, normal... Lao Ba is not too outspoken.

Rong Cen felt relieved.

The regent became more and more unaware of this direction, and looked at Rong Cen with great doubts.

Qin Mao is the former queen mother's party, so his psychopathic good nephew would let Lao Ba take the heads of Ye's father and son to buy and sell them by force?
"What's wrong with the emperor?"

Afraid of being seen through by him, Rong Cen pretended to be indifferent.

But the regent king became more and more sure that his guess was true, and thought: This king will let you see through it or not, just look at it, and pretend to be with the emperor's uncle.

It seems absurd, but it's really cloudy.

But it's harmless, the emperor's wrist must be strong, and he will make a move when it is time to make a move.

After many years, the first emperor passed away early, and the milk baby who followed him grew up in a blink of an eye, and was already a little wolf cub who could take care of himself.

When the sedan chair arrived, the regent took one last deep look at Rong Cen before leaving leisurely.

(End of this chapter)