Chapter 272 Not Bitter (Asking for Monthly Votes)

The clean sunlight in the early morning shone on the two dirty Jingguans outside the gate of Ziwei Palace. The dried blood was as black as ink in the sunlight, and it had a disgusting sticky feeling.

The two Jingguans stood on both sides of the palace gate, one on the left and one on the right. The dirty faces, some hideous or twisted, faced the imperial road and the civil and military ministers who were escorted into the palace by a large number of Jinwu guards on the imperial road, as if they were welcoming them.

However, every civil and military minister who passed by them was trembling and hunched over, covering their faces with their sleeves in panic.

The few civil and military officials who could suppress their panic in their hearts also looked pale and did not look away when they passed in front of the two Jingguans, and they could not help but speed up their pace.

No one dared to look directly at these colleagues who were still chatting and laughing together yesterday morning!

I was afraid that I would see my reflection on their faces...

A team of Jinwu Guards saw that the big man they were escorting was limping and shaking, and seemed to be about to collapse on the ground. They kindly reminded him: "Master Qin, please work harder. Don't be late today!"

The ordinary words fell into the ears of this big man, and somehow gave rise to ambiguity, which frightened him so much that his legs went soft and he was about to fall to the ground on the spot.

The Jinwu Guards who escorted him did not come forward to help him, but silently pulled out their swords three inches from the sheath.

The friction sound of the steel sword being pulled out of the sheath frightened the big man all over, and he staggered forward with all his strength, shouting loudly as he ran: "I can walk, I can walk..."

The desolate and embarrassed appearance made other big men around him almost cry out.

Why is it so bad! ! !

A group of civil officials and military officers, escorted by nearly a thousand Jinwu Guards, walked slowly along the straight imperial road to the Golden Throne Hall.

They have walked this imperial road for many years.

The older ones took twenty or thirty years to walk from the palace gate to the Golden Throne Hall.

The younger ones also took twenty or thirty years to walk from the private school classroom to this magnificent and magnificent palace.

However, this familiar imperial road seemed particularly long today.

It was longer than the twenty or thirty years they had walked.

It was so long that they had finished playing the life revolving lantern in their minds.

…

Inside the Golden Throne Hall.

Yang Ge, wearing a purple-red round-necked four-clawed python robe, a black gauze hat, and a jade belt around his waist, stood at the bottom of the imperial desk steps with his back to the dragon chair, resting his eyes with his hands on the cold moon knife.

The civil and military officials who entered the hall timidly saw him, and even though many of them saw him for the first time today, they all recognized him at a glance.

With their shoulders stiffened, waists bent, and heads lowered, they walked to the place where they used to stand and stood still. They dared not look around or whisper to each other. Every second of their torment seemed as long as three years!

"Ding..."

The clear and melodious bell sounded, announcing the start of the grand court meeting.

The civil and military officials in line raised their eyes and looked around secretly, and found that their colleagues in the Golden Palace... at least a quarter were missing!

Finally, they raised their heads with expectation and looked at the palace... At this time in the past, the little emperor would come out from behind the screen and make a brilliant appearance under the stars.

However, today they looked for a long time, but they did not wait for the little emperor's snake-like cat-like steps.

They only waited for the tall figure who was also too young to face them, and slowly opened his eyes.

He looked around expressionlessly, and under the gazes of a pair of terrified eyes, he opened his mouth and read out a long string of names in a calm tone: "Shi Shixiu, Xiang Chengkang, Cui Sixue, Xu Guangyi..."

Every time he read out a name, a team of wolf-like Jinwu Guards rushed into the crowd, grabbed a person and pressed him to the ground.

Yang Ge read out more than 20 names in one breath, and then in the countless terrified eyes, he gently raised his chin: "Drag them out and behead them!"

In an instant, the prisoners who were pressed to the ground exploded, and wailed at the top of their lungs.

"It's unfair, Lord Lu Ting, I am innocent!"

"I am the top scholar appointed by the late emperor, and I am an official appointed by the court. How dare you kill me, you lunatic!"

"Your Majesty, my sincerity is as bright as the sun and the moon, Your Majesty..."

"Lord Zhongtang, Lord Zhongtang, please say something for me..."

"When a country is about to fall, there must be evildoers! When a country is about to fall, there must be evildoers!"

The civil and military ministers who could still stand in the crowd hung their heads in silence, not even daring to glance at these criminals, fearing that this glance would label them as accomplices and end up like them.

Even Wang Jiangling, who thought he had a clear conscience and stood on the left side of the officials with his chest and head held high, had a stiff face and his pupils shrank sharply.

At this moment, he was just like Nangong Feiying last night, constantly thinking that Yang Erlang would stop after killing here, and constantly shocked by Yang Erlang's determination...

That completely unexpected feeling was like climbing a mountain among high mountains, always thinking that the mountain in front of you was the highest mountain in this mountain range, but after climbing this mountain, you found that there was a higher mountain behind this mountain...

There is no end to climbing, there is no end to climbing!

Yang Ge looked at the prisoners with a cold face, letting them wail and cry, his face was as cold as a sculpture.

The wailing and crying of the prisoners gradually faded away...

It wasn't until the wailing and crying could no longer be heard in the Jinluan Hall that Yang Ge spoke again and said softly: "I am here today for no other reason than to get to know you, the pillars of the Wei Dynasty and the pillars of the temple."

"You should all recognize me, and I have also met you today."

"When we meet today, I, Yang Erlang, and all of you will be considered acquainted."

"I'm still young, have good body and bones, decent martial arts, and have never done any evil in my life. I think my life will be very long, longer than all of you."

"From now on, even if I sleep, I will keep one eye open and stare at you, your children, and your descendants."

"If I find out again, whoever dares to use people in the world as pawns will die without a body, will have no descendants, and will be infamy for thousands of years..."

"You should know that I, Yang Erlang, never tell lies."

"I will give you another half month to deal with the rising food prices."

"If you fix the food prices, I'll let you go."

"If you can't handle food prices, I'll handle you."

"Don't think about resigning..."

"You made this mess. Until this mess is sorted out, none of you can escape."

"As for whether you want to stay or go after food prices return to normal, please feel free to do so."

After saying that, he picked up the Lengyue Sword and strode toward the outside of the Jinluan Palace.

His steps are not heavy, but it seems that every step is stepping on the hearts of all officials...

…

Long after Yang Ge left, the Jinluan Palace remained silent.

"Your Majesty is here!"

Suddenly, a high-pitched and singing sound came from behind the screen of the dragon chair.

The ministers feebly lifted up the hem of their official robes and knelt down to salute: "Your Majesty, long live your Majesty, long live my emperor."

Zhao Hong strode up to the dragon chair with his head held high and his chest high. He glanced at the sparse figures in the hall, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, but then he said calmly with a normal expression: "Everyone is in harm's way."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The ministers slowly got up, some raised their heads to count the yellow tiles, and some lowered their heads to count the gold bricks.

It's just that few people look at Zhao Hong on the dragon throne.

Zhao Hong was not angry when he saw this. Instead, he smiled softly and said, "I am very pleased to see all the ministers standing in court intact. It is not in vain that I paid so many tributes to all the ministers last night." Lu Tinggong intercedes..."

Um?

All the ministers looked intently at Zhao Hong, who was sitting on the dragon chair with a triumphant face, as if he had really made a great contribution. Everyone's eyes were filled with speechlessness and contempt.

Ministers: ‘Do you want face? ’

Zhao Hong: ‘What’s the use of that thing? ’

"Looking at the faces of all the ministers, it seems that they have serious objections to the outcome of my discussion with Mr. Lu Ting!"

Zhao Hong smiled delicately and said: "Otherwise, I will ask Mr. Lu Ting to come back to discuss it again?"

The ministers seemed to have woken up from a dream, and hurriedly lifted up their hems and knelt down again: "Your Majesty is wise, I would like to thank you for your kindness!"

They have already reacted...

It might be difficult for this little bastard to save anyone from that Rentu.

But if this little bastard wants to kill someone with that Rentu's hand, he must do it right!

This pair of master and disciple are both evil-hearted!

Even Wang Jiangling looked at Zhao Hong on the dragon throne in shock at this moment, as if he had met him for the first time today.

He suddenly discovered that this little guy was indeed more suitable to be an emperor than his father!

His father, the emperor, had too much burden. Although he knew Lu Tinggong's talent and intimidation power, he couldn't let go of the emperor's face. He only wanted to beat the drum and refused to play a low role.

This young man is completely different. Not only did Lu Tinggong come to Beijing and start a killing spree, but he didn't have any rebellious mentality. He was also able to shamelessly pull off Lu Tinggong's tiger skin and fight with the ministers...

The whole person is not stingy and has a lot of meat on the hob!

As expected of a master and a disciple!

"I am very relieved that you all can understand my painstaking efforts!"

Zhao Hong stretched out his hand to support him with a sigh on his face: "Well, the past has passed, and the deceased is gone. Let's focus on the present... I wonder if there is anyone in the family who can recommend me for the position of Minister of the Ministry of Revenue?"

He spoke the words of Corporal Li Xian, but his face clearly showed a threatening expression: 'Try to spit out a name? ’

It is said that once the emperor is the emperor, there are always ministers.

But if the ruler is weak and the minister is strong, and the emperor wants to place a reliable confidant in a certain official position, he will have to fight overt and covert battles of wits and courage, and exchange of interests for a long time.

So far, Zhao Hongyuji has only managed to win the position of Zuodu Yushi of the Inspectorate, which was squeezed out by hundreds of officials. Even the position of Minister of the Ministry of War was inherited from his father.

Ministers:...

"We are blind, so we all rely on His Majesty's Holy Judgment!"

Zhao Hongchang comforted him: "Hey, as the saying goes: 'Don't avoid talents when promoting externally, and don't avoid relatives when promoting internally.' Dear ministers, please don't have any worries, feel free to speak freely."

Ministers:...

…

Yang Ge, surrounded by a group of Xichang fans led by Nangong Feiying, slowly walked out of the dark palace door.

Outside the palace gate, Shen Fa, covered in blood, stood among the heads scattered on the ground, rummaging carefully for something.

The two looked at each other and passed each other.

Yang Ge stepped into the clean sunshine with an expressionless expression.

Shen Fa lowered his head and continued to search for the bloody heads on the ground.

Nangong Feiying glanced at Yang Ge's back, then at Shen Fa's back, sighed silently, and quickly followed Yang Ge.

"Flying Eagle, order people to make 100 copies of the files of all the beheaded officials and send them to all provinces and governments. I will nail them all to the pillar of shame and make them infamy for thousands of years!"

Nangong Feiying listened to him, pondered for a moment and then whispered: "Second Master, the current situation is unstable. This move may cause shocks in the fourteen provinces and give foreign enemies an opportunity to take advantage of it."

Yang Ge asked without hesitation: "What is the situation in the southwest?"

Nangong Feiying replied without thinking: "The royal army is unstoppable and has divided and surrounded the rebels in the southwest. It is only a matter of time to win... However, the southwest region has many mountains and ridges. It is easy to win, but it is not easy to wipe out those local snake chieftains!"

Yang Ge: "The emperor's opinion on this matter What do you think?"

Nangong Feiying: "Your Majesty means that the chieftains in the southwest are fickle and have repeatedly caused chaos. It is too much of a waste of troops this time. It is better to take this opportunity to completely get rid of those chieftains and turn the chieftains into officials!"

Yang Ge: "What about the corrupt officials in the southwest who exploit the local people?"

Nangong Feiying: "The three judicial departments of the inner court will jointly investigate and bring them to justice once they are verified!"

"Don't bring them to justice. After the investigation, give me the list and I will do it!"

Yang Ge replied: "As for those chieftains, you can I asked the emperor for a way out for them. I tried to let them go to the northern border to die on the battlefield, and the court would spare their wives and children. "

Nangong Feiying asked in surprise: "Do you still recognize those chieftains?"

Yang Ge shook his head: "No..."

Nangong Feiying refused: "Then we can't help them!"

Yang Ge: "You are helping me."

Nangong Feiying shook his head: "We can't help you with this!"

Yang Ge whispered: "I asked someone to pass a message to Yang Zaixian before, asking him to restrain those chieftains and not to harm the southwest People."

"He gave me face."

"I have to repay him..."

Nangong Feiying still shook his head: "Is he giving you face? He is obviously afraid that you will go over and kill him! Second Master, please listen to my advice. Rebellion is no small matter. Your clean body is not worth getting involved in this muddy water for these old shells!"

Yang Ge heard this and suddenly smiled: "You always tell me not to get involved in muddy water, don't get involved in muddy water... But how many clean places are there in this world?"

Nangong Feiying was speechless.

He had also advised Yang Ge not to get involved in this muddy water in the capital.

But he still came, to fight for a bite of food for the people of the world...

"Okay."

After a long silence, Nangong Feiying reluctantly agreed: "We will ask His Majesty for mercy later, but we can't guarantee that His Majesty will show mercy!"

Yang Ge: "Just tell the emperor that I owe him a favor for this matter..."

Nangong Feiying: "You help and owe, but none of your affairs are your own... Why bother?"

Yang Ge looked ahead at the long and bustling street, and said softly: "I don't feel bitter..."