Farmer Girl Traps A Prince

But before he stood up, he heard the majesty of the emperor.

"If someone comes out again to plead, it is the same sin as it."

After all, these people dealt with by Gou Zhongyue belong to those who support him, so they should be locked in and released in a few days.

And those of them who have no backers on the court hall still try not to oppose the emperor.

After all, even people like Lord Shangshu, because they were the prince's party, were randomly found a reason to destroy the Manchu nationality.

They'd better stop following around.

But when it comes to talking, it doesn't work. If any point doesn't meet the requirements of hook Zhongyue, there will only be one end, that is, put in prison.

In the hands of Gou Zhongyue, being thrown into the prison is basically equivalent to the death penalty, because everyone will be declared dead the next morning, and the prison seems to have become a hell.

All the ministers were in a panic. At the moment, there was no difference between the prince's party, the emperor's faction, or the middle faction.

Even if someone wants to get rid of the armour and return to the field, whether Gou Zhongyue finally agrees or disagrees, the outcome is the same, and it is difficult to escape death.

For a while, everyone will specially explain to their family before going to the court. If they don't come back today, they can prepare for the future.

In addition, Gong Yinlan made some small moves, which made all the ministers easily defected.

Although Gong Yanlan is the prince of Beichen state and Gou Zhongyue is the Emperor they should guard, after waiting so long, Gou Zhongyue still kills innocent people every day. No matter whether the other party is guilty or innocent, he is guilty in the eyes of Gou Zhongyue.

Gou Zhongyue was poisoned by poison. In the early stage, the symptoms were not obvious, so the imperial doctors in the palace didn't find out. However, when it was serious, Gou Zhongyue was full of suspicion. In his eyes, everyone wanted to harm him and his throne.

The killing is getting heavier and heavier.

On this day, the atmosphere above the hall was very serious.

Gou Zhongyue asked again, but there was something to start.

At that moment, Zhao Hongyun, the Chamberlain, stood up. "Wei Chen thought that the emperor had too much heart to kill and attack. Now he has lost the support of the people and the court, so Wei Chen advised him to re-elect the Ming Lord."

Zhao Hongyun then knocked down with a heavy head.

I knew these words were disobedient and disobedient. Speaking them is a great sin to destroy the nine families. Zhao Hongyun really dares to say it.

Hook Zhongyue sneered, "what do other Aiqing think?"

No one spoke.

Gou Zhongyue asked again, but no one answered.

"Lord Zhao, you see, no one agrees with your suggestion. Since it's a dead admonition, then..."

Before Gou Zhongyue finished his words, a minister knelt down, "minister, seconded, choose another new emperor!"

Hook Zhongyue slightly smoked between his eyebrows. It's nothing to talk about two people.

Before Gou Zhongyue could speak again, he heard people kneeling next to him. The sentence "minister's secondment" fell one after another on the hall for a while, knocking on Gou Zhongyue's heart.

"Bold, you're all crazy, aren't you?" Gou Zhongyue was at a loss when he saw that all the civil and military forces in the Manchu Dynasty knelt down.

It doesn't matter if you kill one or ten, but if you kill all the civil and military forces in the Manchu Dynasty, he will become a real widower.

How can you be emperor alone?

"I'll wait for death advice and find another new emperor!"

"I'll wait for death advice and find another new emperor!"

"I'll wait for death advice and find another new emperor!"

He covered it with a sound, echoed in the hall, and rumbled in Gou Zhongyue's mind, as if to break his brain.

Hook Zhongyue suddenly felt a severe headache, as if it was about to explode. He tightly covered his head with a painful look on his face.

When the ministers saw the emperor like this, they didn't notice for a moment.

Duke Xu hurried to the emperor from above and wanted to come forward to hold the emperor. But the next moment he was caught more and more tightly and grabbed his neck, "what are you doing? Do you want to kill me so that you can replace me? I tell you, it's impossible. "

Hook Zhongyue's eyes seem to be congested, blood red.

Father Xu, who was pinched by his neck, hurriedly struggled to let Gou Zhongyue let him go, but how could he defeat Gou Zhongyue's strength.

Seeing his neck getting tighter and tighter, Duke Xu knew that Gou Zhongyue was afraid of robbing his throne. He quickly said, "the emperor misunderstood. Those who inherit your throne... Cough... Can only, can only be people who are related by blood with you. I can't... I can't."

Hearing what Duke Xu said, Gou Zhongyue threw Duke Xu to the ground and murmured, "is it related by blood? By blood! "

Then he ignored the people in the hall and hurried outside.

People looked at the dramatic scene and didn't pay attention for a moment.

Father Xu was almost strangled just now. Now he knelt on the ground and breathed the fresh air. He didn't have time to worry about where the emperor went.

After hearing what father-in-law Xu said just now, Gou Zhongyue thought that only the unborn one in Mrs. Wei's belly could be related by blood in the harem.

There are few people left.

So these people just wanted to make an unborn baby emperor?

They would rather surrender to a baby than make themselves emperor?

Gou Zhongyue's heart and eyes are full of anger. The poison will make him angry and dry. In addition, Gou Zhongyue's heart has always been hurt, so he is more excited now.

I knew that I had been unpopular since I was a child. I thought that if I worked harder, I would get a little father's love.

But the father emperor's favorite person was the eldest prince first, and then the crown prince. Even the seventh Prince got more love than himself.

For what? Why?

Obviously, he is also his son. Why don't you ever look at yourself more?