The emperor was furious, and the Taiji Hall was silent for a while.

The ancient emperor was angry and buried millions of corpses, which should have been a very terrifying scene. But at this time in this empty hall, half of the courtiers standing solemnly did not respond, and some even showed a bit of ridicule on their faces because of this incompetent vent of anger.

The ignorant little prince was truly frightened, and like a frightened little mouse, he quickly got behind the Zhao family master, shivering.

Zhao Patriarch lowered his eyes and looked at the little prince who was buried, with a hint of contempt that was not easily discernible in his eyes, and then looked at Lu Fenglou coldly: "Your Majesty, please calm down. Jin future."

"Now that the Zhou army is pressing down on the twelve cities in the north, the officialdom in the south of the Yangtze River is in turmoil, and famines are spreading among the people. I am worried about internal and external troubles in Jin. If I need a little spark, it will burn the sky. The fire broke out and stirred up the world. If there is such a chaos, it is not a rumor that the country has changed hands."

The head of the Zhao family spoke earnestly, and his voice was calm and gentle, echoing in the hall, as if he was really a humerus minister who was worried about the country and the people. But there has never been a loyal minister Liang who will bluntly say that the country has changed hands in front of the monarch.

Lu Fenglou heard the meaning of this irreversible threat very clearly.

He stepped on the jade steps and looked down at the entire magnificent Tai Chi Hall from a high position. He took Baiguan's expression into his eyes, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"It seems that the people of Zhao really care about the country." Lu Fenglou's anger was not restrained, and he was stubborn, "According to what the people of Zhao said, if I, the faint-hearted king, don't listen to the unfaithful words of all the Aiqings. If you insist on going your own way, then the world of Jin will change her surname?"

He stared at the head of the Zhao family: "I don't know if the army that is about to start will come from Diezhou or from the capital?"

"I dare not wait!"

The head of the Zhao family said that he was terrified, but his face was still calm and confident.

His confidence is by no means conceited.

It is not difficult to force a puppet emperor who has no soldiers and no power, is imprisoned in a deep palace, and has not even managed to abdicate. The aristocratic family had long ago made this plan, because the chosen candidate was not the cowardly and squatted little prince in the palace, but the regent who held the military power.

Prince Regent Chu Yunsheng was indeed the first choice for the four families to change the world.

This choice is also very simple.

The aristocratic family occupies the ‌, and Chu Yunsheng occupies the military. The aristocratic family cannot get rid of Chu Yunsheng alone, and Chu Yunsheng has a temperamental temperament, lacks planning, and is easy to be used.

And once Chu Yunsheng became emperor, the aristocratic family would have the ability to restrict him and disintegrate his military power in the court where officials dominated. If he couldn't bear it any longer and attacked and killed his ministers, that would be tyrannical and inhumane, and his reputation would definitely stink. If he can endure it, then the wealthy family will accumulate and grind him to death.

At that time, when the military power is in hand, and the reputation is prosperous, the power of the family must have surpassed the world, so who cares who the emperor will sit.

Therefore, rather than saying that the family is plotting the throne, it is better to say that what the family wants has always been military power. Only when you get it by force can you truly control the world.

However, this perfect plan died as soon as it was launched. Chu Yunsheng refused to cooperate, which made the family hit a hard nail.

Only since then did the Zhao family master realize that the family's investigation and judgment of the regent seemed to be too biased, and he really didn't look like a person with no courage.

If the first choice fails, then you can fall back and choose the next.

However, the general situation was not up to expectations, and the situation was favorable to the people at the right time and place, but Chu Yunsheng shrewdly overturned the situation.

Two battles and two defeats, even if the four families have a deep accumulation, they have suffered a heavy blow.

Officials are frustrated, folks are gossiping, and there are some hard-to-catch blades cutting their roots in the world. The aristocratic family doesn't want to wait any longer and decides directly. .

Perhaps it was a hunch in the shadows, and the Zhao family always felt that if he didn't do anything, he was afraid that there would be no chance to let go.

As long as the situation is settled, no matter how bad the rest of the situation is, it can still turn the tide.

Thinking of this, the Zhao family head didn't want to linger any more, and directly said: "Your Majesty does not need to delay any more. The Fourth Army has returned to the frontier since last year's peace talks, and has not returned to Beijing again. A few days ago, I went out to the capital with Chu Yunsheng overnight, but now it is empty. The city defense has completely taken over the capital. Although many soldiers have been damaged due to the seizure of power, it is still a trivial matter to besiege a palace. "

"Your Majesty doesn't have to count on Chu Yunsheng's return to help. The regent has always had wolf ambitions, which made His Majesty become seriously ill. He should be able to lead troops and diligent kings to relieve His Majesty's worries."

Lu Fenglou's chest heaved violently, his eyes were splitting, showing a look of rage still pretending to be calm: "Okay, okay... okay! Zhao Aiqing is a good way!"

Zhao Patriarch sighed slightly and clapped his hands.

Immediately outside the hall, there was a commotion, and the janitorial guards who were originally guarding the corridor began to fight, but it ended quickly due to the disparity in the number of the two sides.

When the sound stopped for a while, there were two teams of Guardsmen who were clad in armor and fierce, and filled with blood and evil spirits, entering the hall.

The ministers were slightly frightened, but more reassuring. Obviously, the people standing in the temple today are all powerful families.

"Come on."

The Zhao family master called out, and two imperial guards stepped forward with pen and ink and two blank imperial decrees.

Looking at the little emperor who was trembling with anger on the jade steps, and finally showed despair in his eyes, the head of the Zhao family was slightly calm and casually said: "Since Your Majesty knows that he is incompetent, then he should respect the talents. The prince of the county, Lu Miao, has the appearance of a hidden dragon, and if your Majesty still has half of his thoughts on the people of Jin, then you should quickly issue an decree."

"One purpose is to sin against oneself, and the other is to order the position of Zen," Zhao Patriarch said in a loud voice, "the two are beautiful."

At this time, even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and did not change his face like the head of the Zhao family, it would be difficult to hold back that things were about to happen, and he was full of excitement.

He watched Lu Fenglou pick up the pen to write, stamped with a seal, and with one hand raised Lu Miao, who was dodging like a chicken, and walked up the steps, and was about to go to the dragon chair to take the edict and read it out.

However, just as his fingers were about to pick up the imperial decree, Lu Fenglou, who was behind the table, suddenly turned around, and with a clanging sound, he pulled out the Emperor's Imperial Sword, which was hanging on the jade bib for decoration, and slashed it on the imperial case.

The sword came out like a thunderbolt, and a clanging sound woke up the whole hall.

"People be careful!"

"stop!"

Immediately, the hall exclaimed incessantly, and the Guard Army was approaching.

No one would have imagined that the weak and incompetent Shunjun in the past would have such an unexpected move, which was astonishingly powerful.

However, Lu Fenglou's anger faded, and the corners of his lips curled up, ignoring the little prince who was so frightened that he fell to the ground. He put Yujian across Patriarch Zhao's neck, grabbed his vest, and held people to look around, slowly. ‌‌: "What are you afraid of, are you so scary?"

Zhao Patriarch was under the control, and did not dare to try to break free. His pale face was still calm and composed: "This is the end of the matter, even if your Majesty kills me, it is useless. You can only provoke the anger of the family."

"How can it be useless to kill you?"

Lu Fenglou sneered: "Zhao Aiqing is the head of the four families. Once Aiqing dies, the family will be headless. I'm afraid this kind of power will be lost in half."

Zhao Patriarch stared at the restless ministers below, calmly said: "If the minister dies, a new Patriarch will naturally take over the position, and the means will not be inferior to the minister's. Your Majesty's thoughts will not come true. On the contrary, Your Majesty, if Your Majesty releases the minister, If you find your way back, no matter the new emperor or the old family, you will never pursue what Your Majesty has done today, and still wish to serve His Majesty as the Supreme Emperor and live in the palace to recuperate. But if His Majesty insists on killing ministers, I am afraid... the sword has no eyes."

Lu Fenglou was speechless.

Zhao Patriarch couldn't see Lu Fenglou's expression behind him, and since Lu Fenglou had been persuaded by himself, he continued to make persistent efforts: "Since Your Majesty has written the edict, will you continue to be stubborn and stubborn?"

Lu Fenglou's Yujian, which was pressed against the neck of the Zhao family, loosened slightly: "Do you also think the same way, Aiqing?"

The ministers in the hall looked at each other, but no one answered.

"I know the people behind you, and I know that you are standing in the hall today."

Lu Fenglou's voice was extremely calm, which made the Zhao family head feel uneasy for a while, "Forcing the palace to become a Zen emperor, bullying the king... You may be thinking of the law and not blaming the public, and those who come here are in a bad way. It's what people want to do. It's stupid to do this."

"If I were a benevolent king raised since I was a child, I would give you another chance at this time. But unfortunately, I am not, and I don't want to be."

The uneasiness in Zhao Patriarch's heart swelled suddenly, he suddenly elbowed back, and at the same time dashed forward, trying to break free from Lu Fenglou's restraint.

But at this moment, Lu Fenglou flickered neatly to the side, stepped on the back of the Zhao family, raised his sword, and blood splashed out.

The head of the Zhao family was stabbed in the chest with a sword, but he did not die immediately.

He vomited blood and fell on the jade steps, staring at Lu Fenglou in shock and disbelief in his eyes: "You, you..."

From the jade screens on both sides of the dragon chair, several eunuchs in gray with sharp weapons suddenly turned out, and they quickly protected Lu Fenglou with an arch.

The bloody sword tip was hanging on the ground, and Lu Fenglou looked at Patriarch Zhao: "Can Zhao Aiqing still remember, when did you enter the palace?"

Zhao Patriarch's face was gray and defeated, his anger quickly drained, and he was speechless with his mouth open.

Lu Fenglou said: "Zhao Aiqing is right, I am indeed procrastinating. After all, the capital is too busy, and cleaning the streets is not an easy task, and it will take some time."

Zhao Patriarch's eyes were full of doubt, shock, and fear, and the last sound caught in his ears was the distant scream of killing and the sound of swords connecting with each other.

Before his vision completely dimmed, he raised his eyes with difficulty as if thinking of something, and saw a small token hanging on Lu Fenglou's waist.

Full of confusion and unwillingness, he was instantly relieved.

The dragon robe was soaked with red.

Lu Fenglou stepped down the jade steps on the winding trail of blood.

The noise from the outside became quieter, and a group of soldiers dressed in new light armor rushed into the hall, and together with the grey-robed eunuchs, beheaded the rebellious janitorial guards like cutting grass.

The red-covered armor was faintly suffocating, and the heavy bloodshed flooded the Taiji Hall in an instant.

When the last guard fell, the gray-robed eunuch and all the soldiers knelt down together: "I'm waiting for the rescue to come late, please forgive me!"

The sound was as loud as a mountain.

The surrounding courtiers were startled by this sound, and they returned to their senses in shock, their legs softened, and they fell to their knees with a thud.

There was a moment of silence in the hall, and suddenly a minister came to his senses and suddenly shouted: "Your Majesty! This minister was coerced by rebels and forced to do so. Your Majesty forgives your sins! Your Majesty forgives your sins!"

This cry awakened the rest of the ministers.

But Lu Fenglou didn't have the patience to listen to what they had to do. Before he could beg more for mercy, he raised his hand slightly and said coldly, "Drag them all out."

The soldiers and generals acted one after another, and some ministers panicked and shouted: "Your Majesty—Your Majesty! Today, half of the officials of the court are here, and your Majesty does not care about killing. Have you ever thought about the turmoil in the court, such as running a country, A tyrannical reputation, such as convincing the public!"

Lu Fenglou winked, and immediately a grey-robed eunuch hurried over and covered the minister's mouth with a cloth.

The rest of the eunuchs followed suit, blocking the mouths of all the ministers in the hall, dragged them out of the Taiji Hall one by one, and pulled them out of the afternoon, where they raised their knives and dropped them.

At the same time, other officials who were banned from their homes and failed to go to court were called from house to house, and as soon as they entered the Taiji Hall, they were terrified when they saw the blood flowing into the river.

If you look more closely, you will find that the little emperor who does not even have the power to pro-governor actually stands in the center of the temple with a sword, blood on the sword, and a murderous aura wrapped in a majestic lord, like a living Yama. Not as weak as before.

So far, what do they still don't understand?

These courtiers, who had never participated in the forcing of the palace, stood in a pool of blood, watching one after another who had taken refuge with the noble family and dragged them to the afternoon with their mouths gagged. They gritted their teeth and watched, all in cold sweat, but no one dared to intercede with the emperor in the center of the hall.

After more than a dozen officials were dragged away, one of the ministers under the command of the Regent finally couldn't help it, stood up with trembling legs, and knelt down on the ground: "Your Majesty... ... even life imprisonment, or exile, is also a severe sentence..."

Lu Fenglou turned his eyes and landed on the curvy back of this minister.

"Fairy Wood"

The hall was silent, and there was the sound of constant struggle to drag people.

No one would have imagined that this little emperor, who was not in the eyes of others in the past, had such an imposing manner and a ruthless heart.

Suddenly, Lu Fenglou turned his eyes away, and a little eunuch in gray beside him said, "Is the official here?"

The little eunuch in grey sighed and quickly left the hall, and after a while he brought in a thin and weak minister: "Go back to your majesty, the current imperial eunuch has been beheaded by the rebels, this is in the bookstore. The only officer who didn't escape."

Lu Fenglou snorted and threw the pen with which he had written the edict to the official.

The brush slammed into a pool of fresh blood in front of the official, and the official looked down at the brush in a daze, and heard the emperor who held the sword in front of him lightly: "Go. Take the pen. , dipped in their blood, and wrote down today's events word by word."

"I am going to behead a few people today, and I am going to destroy a few families, so there is no need to cover up the slightest bit of falsehood. My merits and demerits can be commented on in future generations!"

On this day, it was sunny after the rain, the sun was shining brightly, the capital city, which was full of turmoil, was lifted, and Vientiane was renewed.

But it was also the same day, when the blood was dyed red at noon, the blades rolled one after another, and people fell to the ground. The heavy blood pressure covered Gyeonggi, like an inexhaustible haze, filling the inside and outside of the courtroom.

Half a month later, the four aristocratic families were overthrown, and all the descendants were beheaded. Corruption and corruption in the south of the Yangtze River fell. The Beijing suburban battalion, which should have gone to the border, sent troops to take over the capital. Enke reopened on time. Officials from various places have been promoted to Beijing according to the standards of post-review.

Half a month later, Emperor Lie and the crown, pro-government, rumored to be tyrannical and inhumane.

When the news traveled thousands of miles to the north, Chu Yunsheng had just replaced the medicine with a penetrating arrow wound on his left shoulder.

Di Yan told the story and acted all over the palace and palace, and finally couldn't help: "Your Majesty has been dormant for a long time, half of the officials in the capital have disappeared, and within a few days there will be almost the same number of officials. Entering Beijing, it is as if His Majesty had long expected that some people would turn against him. The follow-up method, one link after another, is really amazing."

When he said this, he originally wanted to imply that such a ruthless and ruthless emperor as his own prince was ruthless, he had to be careful, he had to be on guard, and think of a trick.

But when the words fell, as soon as he looked up, he saw a trace of  on his lord's icy handsome face.

Then I heard a cold tone, but with a bit of connivance and intimacy: "The little brat is really cruel."

Di Yan: "..."

Why does it sound a little proud?

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