This Lord is Too Cruel

Since the regent returned to Beijing yesterday, and the will came in the evening, they have been awake at night, and they have been preparing to go to court at the third watch, carefully thinking about what has caused the regent to dislike these days, and before the fourth clock, the former quiet palace At the Anhua Gate, the sedan chairs of the hundred officials gathered.

Once lined up, the first one was the left-hand Lan Feng. He was dressed in a purple official robe, standing with his hands behind him, with his right-hand Xing Yan on his side. His shrewd eyes looked extremely bright through the unlit night.

He stretched out his hand, wiped his beard, and laughed in a low voice, breaking the silent night and dispelling a lot of the cold condensed from the walls of the palace, and the hundred officials behind him listened with respect.

"Lan Xiang, since the new emperor ascended the throne and the regent's regent, the prince’s early morning dynasties have been very few. There are countless colleagues who have been beheaded at the Meridian Gate. I don’t know how many people will be dragged out of the Meridian Gate and beheaded this morning. ?"

The right minister Xing Yan looked at Lan Feng with a smile but a smile, and continued to say quietly, “I heard that the treatment of the noble son in the regent’s mansion was much worse than before. I heard that the two of them ate and lived together, presumably this relationship is extraordinary."

As soon as Xing Yan's words came out, it seemed that a large rock pressed the civil and military officials behind him out of breath. He had not slept all night, standing here with anxious thoughts, now his legs are weakened even more. , Trembling with trepidation, the brain also went blank, it seems that they are afraid that blood will be splashed on the spot today.

"Youxiang, I heard that my beloved son came back soon after a short trip. His knowledge is no less than that of Mu Hanjin and Jingshu. Now that the court is using people, I know that I am a man of righteousness, so naturally I will not recommend myself to the court. , How about let me recommend?" Zuoxiang Lan Feng also said warmly.

"My son is really incompetent. He is idle all day long. How can he be compared with the noble son? Don't insult this court." Youxiang's face became stiff and he quickly replied.

The hundreds of officials waiting outside the palace had their own thoughts and cynicism. At this time, Feng Aotian was sitting on the emperor's court, and sitting on the left and right were Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanjin.

Lan Jingshu is dressed in a light blue brocade robe. He is handsome, gentle and elegant, and full of book spirit, but he is an extremely ambitious person. He has not been out of the palace for two years. Now, the emperor is slowly driving down the street. He felt a little bit more emotional and at ease.

The same is true for Mu Hanjin, her gentle eyes seemed to be coated with a bright silver light at this time, which more and more set off his elegant temperament as picturesque.

Feng Aotian could feel the joy of the two of them, and the corners of her mouth also showed a knowing smile unconsciously. She was dressed in a dark yellow python robe, with a majestic aura. This was the first tough battle she faced after she was reborn. At the beginning of her future Hua Zhang, she adjusted her thoughts and turned her eyes, just in time to look at Mu Hanjin's pupils.

At this moment, what she needs most is someone who can stand on her side without hesitation, and Mu Hanjin is one of the best candidates she chose. She raised her hand and held him with cold fingers. It was a hand that had been frosted, pinched tightly, which seemed to encourage, but also a firm force to support each other.

Lan Jingshu turned his eyes, and saw that the regent was holding Mu Hanjin's hand tightly, and a faint light seemed to flow between them. When he looked again, there was no trace left, making him unable to catch him. It is his illusion.

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He lowered his head. He framed the painting yesterday and placed it in his room. Recalling the tragic experience of the past two years, it is difficult to compare the writing on that painting with how cruel it was to him. Comparable people, he was trapped in this illusory illusion all night, until now, he is still full of doubts.

Feng Aotian turned her eyes, looked at Lan Jingshu, stretched out his hand, and stroked the hair blowing in his ears behind his ears, but felt his body stiffness. She held Lan Jingshu's hand at the same time and looked at them. People, "Remember, don't shame your master, otherwise, your master will make you worse than dead."

Lan Jingshu and Mu Hanjin's eyes were sluggish, and her changeability, didn't they already take it for granted? Why at this moment, because of her short-term tenderness, I lost my way?

In the Palace of Qinzheng, the hundred officials bowed their heads and kept silent. The weather in the early morning was still a bit cold, but the hundred officials are now dripping with cold sweat. Feng Aotian sat on the right side of the dragon chair, a pair of phoenix eyes condensed with a thousand years of cold light. The expressions of all the ministers in the hall were swept away, and the little emperor sitting on the dragon chair was ignored. Feng Yinqi's face was expressionless, staring ahead, silent.

"There is rampant banditry in Lianghuai, Guanyan has been robbed several times, and there is no clue so far. What is the purpose of this king raising you to wait for these wastes?" Feng Aotian threw the memorial away and hit the inspectorate Zuo Yushi. A corner of the memorial was directly inserted into the cap, and Zuo Yushi was seen falling to the ground, his face covered with blood, and he was killed on the spot.

"The Inspectorate's left and right supervising Yushi will be dismissed for investigation and handling from now on." Feng Aotian said solemnly.

Seeing that Zuo Yushi had been killed on the spot, Yu Yushi knew that his life was worrying, and he was so scared that he collapsed to the ground. Other officials lowered their heads and dared not say anything.

"Biography of Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu!" Feng Aotian whispered.

The **** outside the palace called out and saw Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu walking into the hall, then knelt down and said in unison, "Weichen see the emperor, see the regent."

"Flat body." Seeing Feng Aotian not speaking, Feng Yinqi's immature low voice sounded.

"Thanks to the emperor." Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu thanked each other, but did not get up.

When the officials saw this, they knew that they were the male favorites of the regent. One was the champion of the previous session, and the other was Mu Hanjin, who was known as the number one talented person in Beijing. For Feng Guo, he was a smash hit at the time, but now he has ended up like this. Since they entered the temple, the two men, Fengshen, are still handsome and handsome. They just don’t know why the regent wanted to call Both of them enter the court? Could it be?

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