But at this time, everyone fell into silence.

Liu Jian and others could feel the anger emitted by Zhu Houzhao, not to mention that they had already thought it was a conspiracy, so they did not say anything.

As for Jiao Fang and others, since Ye Chunqiu is going to die, even if His Majesty vents his anger, he can only say... this is just a bad luck for the Warrior Zuoying himself.

They don’t pay attention to the process, they only care about the result, as long as Ye Chunqiu dies...this is enough.

Only Zhang Yong fell to the ground with cold sweat. He crawled on the ground, not daring to look up, but was full of panic. He thought Zhizhu was holding it, but at first he was even very happy in his heart, but now, Zhang Yong couldn't be happy at all.

Your Majesty... It's so cruel.

But now the only thing Zhang Yong feels glad that no matter what, Ye Chunqiu will die after all, otherwise this person... with such a holy relative, who can match in the inner palace?

He couldn't help but think that His Majesty was just the first to ascend to the great treasure, and he was tripped by all officials after all. Will His Majesty get older in the future?

Fortunately, everything is fortunate. He abandoned a warrior Zuoying and lost a camp official, and finally eliminated Ye Chunqiu, a major concern.

In order to clear the relationship, he quickly took the opportunity to say, "Your Majesty... I'm brave enough to think... the camp official Liu Tang... He deserves to die, but he doesn't know what he knows, but he deserves to die, so please punish him."

Zhu Houzhao stared at him suddenly. When Zhang Yong raised his head, he happened to touch Zhu Houzhao's cold gaze. This terrible look made him dare not look directly. He hurriedly lowered his head, and the flattering smile on his face was stiff at this moment, and a cold current on his body hit his whole body.

Zhu Houzhao sat down, and the little emperor stopped talking.

He suddenly sighed, and under the gaze of the ministers, he said quietly: "If you really have a good person, find a thousand people to bury him..."

He seemed to be depressed all of a sudden, and he seemed to be no longer a young man should have a sharp temper.

The ministers looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Suddenly, Zhu Houzhao raised her eyes again and said coldly: "Do you think I am too much? Do you think I shouldn't do this? Ha... At that time, the three heroes of Guidao attacked the southeast coast. Who was it... Who was it obviously just a juren, but she went to the ground to pacify the Japanese and saved so many people?"

Zhu Houzhao gritted his teeth and continued: "When Hou of Shouning was trapped in the White Lotus Sect, the court had no power to fight back. Who was it? Who defeated the White Lotus Sect and rescued the Shouning Marquis?"

"The people you sit here today are all the most powerful ministers, but how many of them can have such courage and be so self-reliant? Can you do it? Without Ye Aiqing, how could I have a crown prince..." Zhu Houzhao was a little crazy, and she was so crazy that she spoke without choosing.

The emperor has never given up before. Not only is it the emperor's taboo, but the royal family's taboo. Even if someone cures Zhu Houzhao's fertility disease, this kind of thing cannot be said. The emperor can't admit that he was in poor health in the past!

But Zhu Houzhao said this without any hesitation now, which shows his gratitude to Ye Chunqiu!

Zhu Houzhao leaned forward slightly, looking at the stunned people, suddenly felt that these people were ridiculous people, and none of them really understood him: "Didn't you keep inquiring? Have you been guessing secretly? I tell you the truth, I was just inhumane at the beginning, I just couldn't do it. Without Ye Chunqiu's medicine, I would never have any descendants in my life. I would never have any. The Ming Dynasty... When I arrived here, I should have a successor. Oh, I almost forgot that the Ming Dynasty would not have successors. You still have so many royal families. Without me, you can choose a good one from them, but Ye Aiqing didn't fulfill your wishes, haha..."

Speaking of this, he didn't even want his face, but he scared Liu Jian and others. They couldn't sit still and said, "I'm going to be punished for death."

When Xie Qian talked about Wan’s death, his old eyes were a little blurred. One was Ye Chunqiu and the other was Wang Shouren. In his eyes, these two were both young men and son-in-law, and the son and son-in-law of close friends. As a minister, he could still control his emotions in such an occasion. Now, after Zhu Houzhao’s words, he couldn’t even be self-reliant.

"So." Zhu Houzhao ignored them and raised her head, and gradually showed a bit of the king's majesty and awe. It seemed that at this moment, he had grown a lot at once, and suddenly... from a young man who never grew up in the eyes of others to an unpredictable king.

Zhu Houzhao continued to spit out a cold voice: "So, someone must die today. It would be fine if Ye Chunqiu was lucky enough to live. If there is any accident, I will tear those people to pieces!"

Silence fell into the warm-up pavilion.

After saying these words, Zhu Houzhao felt like he had spent a lot of effort and suddenly became tired. He didn't want to talk to others, so he leaned against the cushion and couldn't help but get out of his mind.

Why……

He suddenly sighed quietly, and found that he could not cry. No matter how much sad he felt in his heart, he could not cry.

He thought of the scene when he saw Ye Chunqiu for the first time, the appearance of Ye Chunqiu that he always couldn't get into the salt, and when he attacked him, he almost died of the leopard's mouth. Ye Chunqiu sacrificed himself to protect him, and thought of many things, and these memories he found that they were always engraved in his mind.

And now...

Zhu Houzhao grew up in dismay, as if she had taken time and said, "Let's take your leave, retreat, I want to be quiet, I want to be quiet."

The ministers looked at each other again, and couldn't help but worry about Zhu Houzhao.

Your Majesty's reaction was actually beyond everyone's expectations. Liu Jian and others certainly appreciate Ye Chunqiu, but it was not enough; Jiao Fang and others were only left with gratitude, glad that Ye Chunqiu would definitely die today.

This is his own death. He obviously can't train troops, but he just wants to train a new army. Now... not only will he die, but these hundred scholars, together with him, have become a joke. Everyone in the capital will know about this...

Zhu Houzhao waved his hand silently, and everyone had to say in disappointment: "I... take your leave..."

Zhu Houzhao just pursed his lips. He held the imperial desk and almost swayed. The eunuch beside him was trying to help him, but he waved his hand and said, "I will go by myself, I won't need anyone to help me."

There was helplessness in his tone.

Yes, he said he was the emperor, but he had been the emperor for so many years, and he had to rely on people to support him? If he wanted to do something, the final result was nothing. He used to put all his expectations on Ye Chunqiu and Ye Chunqiu's Zhenguo Mansion, but now... Where is Ye Chunqiu? Where is the new army in Zhenguo?

Everything turned into a bubble, and all that was left was the ripples after the aftermath of the aftermath.
Chapter completed!