The ministers were filled with righteous indignation and agreed.

Chu Huainan glanced at them.

In order to prevent Xiao Yi's confidant among these people, he shook his sleeves and said unhappily: "The Regent's wise and powerful king, how can you let you slander at will? Whether you give him a woman or feed him a horse, I am willing to do so!"

"emperor!"

Song Xiang Lao burst into tears and knelt down at Chu Huainan in grief and anger.

The other court officials burst into tears and knelt behind him.

Chu Huainan sat in the ring chair with a deep posture: "Go back."

Song Xiang stood up suddenly.

He suddenly pulled out the sword hanging on the wall and put it on his neck resolutely: "Treacherous ministers are in power, harming the country and the people, deceiving superiors and concealing subordinates, and placing fish and meat to the people. If today's ministers cannot serve the country with their own loyalty to Your Majesty, they will be willing to apologize for their death!"

The ministers kowtowed one after another and said loudly: "I would rather apologize for death!"

Chu Huainan's right eye was red.

He quickly stood up, nervously seized the sword from Song Xiang's hand, and said anxiously: "You are forcing me! Xiao Yi is in power, what should I fight against him? Song Xiang, Xiao Yi abolished your daughter's throne and sent someone to assassinate her overnight. Rou'er died, and I feel very sad. But, I can't fight Xiao Yi!"

The Lord of Nine Five, tears fall like rain, and sorrow is extremely sad.

The ministers who heard about it burst into tears and hurriedly wiped away the tears in their eyes with sadness.

Song Xiang's eyes were full of hatred: "Your Majesty, as long as you can kill Xiao Yi, Weichen is willing to pay any price! To put it bluntly, although Princess Old Jing believes that he is Prince Jing's heir, who knows what she said is true or false? What if Xiao Yi is a fake, we will fall into the hands of a thief?!"

Chu Huainan lowered his head silently.

An incense thread burns in the eight-treasure lotus golden incense burner.

The man walked around the study for a few times, and finally stood in front of the incense burner. After reaching out to touch the white smoke, he only had his right eye and looked at a golden Buddha statue that was about one foot tall opposite the incense burner.

He seemed to finally make up his mind and whispered: "It doesn't matter if I am humiliated, but I can't bear to die in vain, I can't bear to let my ancestors die for a hundred years into the hands of the thief, and I can't bear to let my beloved ministers down."

He turned around, and his gentle face was filled with solemnity: "I decided to fight Xiao Yi to the end for my dear friends! On the eighth day of the fourth month, the king and his ministers will go to Zhen'an Temple together. Please bring more top-notch secret guards to fight side by side with me and kill the treacherous ministers!"

A group of court officials seemed to have been injected with chicken blood and excitedly said yes.

Chu Huainan watched them leave, and sat on the ring chair with his robe.

The spring sun came through the diamond window, dividing the bright and dark light and shadow on his nose.

He picked up the secret porcelain panlong teacup with ease.

He lowered his eyes and blew the tea mist.

In the shadow, the man slowly curled the corners of his lips.

Outside there were hundreds of officials standing by his side, inside there was Jin Xiulie helping to steal Xiao Dingzhao as a hostage that threatened Xiao Yi, and all the eight hundred monks in Zhen'an Temple were replaced by him as his confidants.

On the eighth day of the fourth month, the Buddha Festival is the day when Chu Huainan kills Xiao Yi and takes over the power!

Some images flashed through the man's mind.

The golden and luxurious dragon chaise, the complex and exquisite map of the mountains, rivers and the country, the little princess with white skin and snow...

It's all his.

Chu Huainan's lips curved deeper, and he took a sip of tea calmly and elegantly.

...

The tea fragrance is lingering, and the heat fog is simmering.

The flowered round window is facing the corridor, and a rosewood bird stand is hung under the corridor. A sea-dongqing wing stand is standing on it with its wings, burying its head and taking a nap.

The young Regent, wearing a dark red round collared brocade robe, sat leisurely under the round window for tea.

After listening to the report of Tianshu Secret Guard, his slender and fair fingertips knocked over the sky-blue porcelain cup and smiled: "Send someone to the Song Mansion to tell Song Xiang all the things that Song Rou died. I will carefully explain it to me."

The secret guard immediately said yes.

Xiao Yi said again: "How about Zhen'an Temple?"

"Chu Huainan's confidant attacked too quickly. When our people arrived, none of the eight hundred monks in Zhen'an Temple were spared and were buried in the sinkhole on the back mountain of the temple. Brother Shiku mobilized eight hundred secret guards from the surrounding city, sneaked into Zhen'an Temple two days ago and successfully killed Chu Huainan's confidant. Under the leadership of Brother Shiku, everyone was playing monks in the temple."

Xiao Yi raised his hand.

The secret guard bowed and left quietly immediately.

Another secret guard came lightly, stood in the shadow of peach blossoms under the corridor, bowed and said respectfully: "Master, there are more rumors in the market, saying that you are not the legitimate son of Prince Jing's Mansion, but a spy planted in Nanyue by Dayong'an. You also said that you have a high position and are already planning to be a thief of the country and lead Nanyue to surrender to Dayong."

Xiao Yi gently stroked the tea cover: "Then?"

The secret guard became more and more careful: "Bizhi followed the direction of spreading rumors, but found out that the eldest princess's mansion was spread by the eldest princess Nanjing."

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows.

"Master, do you want to find Nan Jing and end the rumors?"

"No need. It's true, how can it be considered a rumor?" Xiao Yi lazily put down the teacup and gently stroked the wrinkles on the brocade robe. "I have been hiding my name for many years, and it's time to tell the world that my true identity is."

The secret guard dared to secretly see him.

His master has a beautiful and beautiful appearance, and his lips are red when he smiles. He is obviously a young man with a beautiful appearance, but his body is filled with nobleness that only the royal family can raise. His behavior and eyes raise, showing his dignity and dominance, as if everything is under his control.

The secret guards admired and said respectfully: "The master is noble in gold and jade, which is much nobler than the Nanyue royal family. What's more than two hundred years ago, Nanyue betrayed Da Yong first. What's done by the master is not called "stealing the country". It is clearly a matter of setting things right, clearing the clouds and seeing the sky, and unifying the world of all lakes and the world is a blessing for the people!"

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows and glanced at him more.

He smiled: "Go to the account to receive the reward."

The secret guard was overjoyed and hurriedly went to receive the reward.

Xiao Yi was about to continue having tea when a rumbling sound suddenly came from the bedroom behind him.

He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that Nan Jiaojiao went to the imperial garden to float kites. Before leaving, he specially handed Ah Ruo to him for his care. He despised the little boy for making trouble and threw him into the house alone.

He quickly stepped into the bedroom.

I opened the bead curtain and the ground was messy.

Ah Ruo probably climbed along the embroidery pier to Nan Jiaojiao’s makeup mirror table, and stubbornly knocked all the bottles and jars to the ground.

Perhaps when I saw the bright red mouth fat, I thought it looked very beautiful. My chubby little white hands pounded them in the small round porcelain box, making my face covered with red mouth fat.

In addition, no one cared about him for half a day, and the embroidered tiger-headed small pocket was covered with saliva, which looked dirty.

However, the little boy's eyes were particularly bright. He tried hard to stick out his little butt, raised his hands, and seriously drew a ghost-drawing talisman on the brass diamond glass.

Xiao Yi looked at the broken mouth fat and bottles, and had only one thought in his mind—
Chapter completed!