I, the strongest poisoner, am called the living king of hell by the empress

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Hearing this, Gao Yang looked at Wu Zhao.

He was also a little numb.

What Wu Zhao said was so reasonable that he was speechless for a moment.

The poisonous man was supposed to hide his clumsiness, but in his current situation he couldn't.

After a few poisonous schemes, he has a tendency to become the authority on Daqian's poisonous schemes!

Gao Yang also somewhat resigned himself to his fate.

That's all, the reputation is bad enough, it doesn't matter if it's a little more bad.

"If the three of them fight, I'm afraid the law enforcement will be excessive, and officials and people will complain!"

Wu Zhao frowned when he thought of this.

Gao Yang saw this and said directly, "In a time of great strife, all countries are ready to take action. In troubled times, heavy methods should be used!"

"Once the West Factory is born and establishes its power, innocent people will definitely appear and people will be implicated, but this is inevitable, but overall, the benefits far outweigh the disadvantages!"

"But for these actions, whether it is the common people or the officials, it is not His Majesty who hates them, but these eunuchs and cruel officials. If the people are too angry, Your Majesty will just kill them!"

"This can also win over a wave of people's hearts!"

Gao Yang's voice was calm, but it made all the palace maids and eunuchs present feel a complete chill!

This is so cruel!

When Wu Zhao saw this, he also looked thoughtful.

"If your Majesty has nothing else to do, I will go down and get ready first."

Wu Zhao was a little curious when he heard this.

"What are you going to prepare for going down?"

Gao Yang looked at Wu Zhao and said very naturally, "I plan to go down and complete this story first, and then wait for His Majesty to take action. With the help of the tragedy of the Li family and the Wang family being wiped out, I will tell the story through teahouses and restaurants. go out!"

"With this speed of spread, as long as the assassin who persecuted me at the beginning did not run out of Chang'an, he will definitely go to fight for it. At that time, he will either die in the fight, or he will grab the Sunflower Book and practice in the palace!"

"In both cases, I am very happy to see it."

When Wu Zhao heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched.

Gao Yang has been talking for a long time, isn't he still going to attack the assassin who assassinated him?

Sensing that something was wrong with Wu Zhao's expression, Gao Yang coughed twice and said, "Of course, my biggest goal is to eliminate these gangsters and give me a bright future!"

Wu Zhao rubbed the center of his eyebrows, convinced that Gao Yang would retaliate. This person has always kept his grudges in his heart!

"The Sunflower Book is a plan, I will send someone to take action immediately!"

"But you should also be careful about the mission, especially the Zhao Jin matter. It's best to find a way to speed up the progress!"

When Gao Yang heard this, he also let out a sigh of relief.

"Your Majesty, don't worry for now. I have already prepared hundreds of poisonous plots in my mind, just waiting for the Zhao State envoy to arrive!"

Then, Wu Zhao didn't say much and just waved his hand.

Gao Yang also retreated, with a smile on his face.

Today is not in vain!

The great revenge is about to be avenged!

There are masters in the world of martial arts in the Chang'an area, plus this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. How could you not be tempted by the story of a loser's counterattack?

If this is self-imposed, then you will suffer the old sin!

"..."

Wait until Gao Yang leaves.

Wu Zhao's phoenix eyes narrowed.

Her fingers tapped slowly, slowly and rhythmically.

"Sunflower Collection!"

"West Factory!"

"Increase the assessment and make it crazy."

"Gao Yang's poisonous schemes are more vicious than the others, but Xichang's poisonous schemes are really good..."

Wu Zhao squinted his eyes and made a decision in his heart.

But out of the corner of her eye, she saw the historian writing furiously in the corner of the imperial study. The hand waving the brush was almost an afterimage, and his face was full of excitement.

Wu Zhao's face suddenly darkened.

She almost forgot about this.

As an emperor, you need to pay special attention to your words and deeds. One of the biggest reasons is because of the special existence of the historian. This guy really remembers what he says!

This moment made Wu Zhao think of the poisonous plan in the Sunflower Book that Gao Yang said, the Xichang poisonous plan. Although this poisonous plan was proposed by Gao Yang, it was her order.

When the emperor was angry and his poisonous plan came out, countless people in the world swung their swords from the palace.

This reputation is too ugly.

Wu Zhao took a deep breath and said in a gentle tone, "Chen Yushi, there are some things that you don't necessarily have to write."

"The poisonous plan of this Sunflower Book is detrimental to the majesty of the emperor."

Chen Feng was wearing a large official robe and his face was full of uprightness. He held a writing brush and said to Wu Zhao with a serious face, "As a censor, I should truly record your majesty's words and deeds and spread them to the public."

World! "

"If your Majesty and his ministers don't remember it, are you trying to become a foolish king who changes history?"

These words were so offensive that Wu Zhao felt a surge of anger in his heart.

"Everything I do is for the sake of greatness. Even if I use some vicious tricks, so what? I want to have a better reputation. Is this human nature?"

"What did I do wrong?!"

Chen Feng looked solemn, "I can't control the affairs of the country. Your Majesty is right, but I only know the true history!"

These words made Wu Zhao very angry.

She couldn't help but said, "My majestic emperor, you are a little historian, can't you give me some face? Does the history book you write have to be correct?"

Chen Feng didn't panic at all, and he stood up without any wind in his large censor's robe.

He spoke directly to Wu Zhao, "The official history written by me may not be complete, and it may not be accurate, but the unofficial history of the world must be unofficial!"

"Your Majesty won't let me write impartially, but there is no one in the world who can write!"

Wu Zhao's voice was cold and he stared at Chen Feng, "Are you threatening me?"

Chen Feng cupped his hands and said, "I don't dare. I am just reminding Your Majesty that if there were no people like me to record the official history, the wild history of the world might be endless!"

"Has Your Majesty forgotten that Emperor Taizu was so angry in the past that he killed thirteen historians? As a result, it is still circulated among the people that Emperor Taizu earned his first military expenditure by selling ditches before he launched an army?"

"What's more, your Majesty is an empress now, and you have a living king of hell like Master Gao by your side!"

"If there is no official history written by me, and your majesty is a female emperor, and the reputation of the working king of hell is increased, I can't even imagine how far the imagination of unofficial historians can go."

Wu Zhao: "..."

At that time, the ancestor of Daqian also had a bad temper. He refused to give in when facing the historian, and directly killed thirteen people. As a result, there were unofficial records after his death. At that time, the ancestor of Daqian earned military expenses by selling ditches.

Wild history may not be true, but it must be wild enough!

Moreover, the more outrageous the folk view of unofficial history is, the more widely it is praised!

What Chen Feng said was undoubtedly a threat!

Wu Zhao's face looked a little ugly, and she snorted coldly, "You still dare to threaten me? Do you really think that I don't dare to chop you?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Feng showed ecstasy.

He knelt down on one knee and said loudly to Wu Zhao.

"Your Majesty wants to kill me, so kill me quickly!"

"I wish to die!"

"It's just that I didn't expect that after writing a lifetime of history, I would one day be remembered in history. This is really a smoke coming out of the ancestral grave. Please give me death!"

"..."