Transcending the Nine Heavens

In Wenwu Baiguanshan's long live voice, Tie Tong Tian slowly slowed down and his eyes swept away, softly: “The lords are on their feet. ”

Hundred officials Shane rose.

Of these, one last person did not kneel.

Chu Yang leaned obliquely against the pillars of the palace and looked at the iron sky; his heart chilled: Want me to kneel on your knees? Hmm!

Nearly two years later, however, the juvenile emperor has clearly changed from the past.

Still a young Jun-soo, still a strong attitude, more than ever, a little more masculinity, a little less naive; between each move, it is also natural.

For Chuyang, the impersonated court seat did not kneel down to perform courtesy, the unexpected things Iron Replenishment didn't even think, and Wen Wu Baiguan is also used to it.

So this is the privilege of the Imperial Palace: once you enter the Golden Palace, it stands for the King Chu, you can not kneel!

Who doesn't respect King Chu Yan? Under the strong propaganda of the royal family, Chu's throne has become the savior of the entire iron cloud!

Don't you kneel before the emperor? So what's the problem? That's what it should be!

Never bow your head to anyone, even if it is just a sign of the throne of Chu!

Iron makes up the heavens and steps forward, getting closer and closer.

Chu Yang was suddenly confused. This is obvious… still a man! Is it really a woman?

Chu Yuzhao looked at the iron to make up the sky, carefully weighed; the more he looked at it, the more suspicious the sinus weight was in his heart: there was a throat knot! No breasts! I don't have very thin hips and rounded hips...

Except without a beard on his face, in any way, he's a man.

Chu Yang muttered in his heart: Wu Qian would never lie to himself... but now, what is going on?

Has this motherfucker been posing as a man for a long time? Half of you have become a man?

Chu royal eyes thief hips and hips and hits.

Tie Tongtian walked to the crowd, suddenly sweeping his eyes, and said warmly: “Prime Minister Wang, I heard that you are ill; why don't you rest at home? I wanted to visit the Prime Minister's house early this morning, but I didn't expect to see him here. The prime minister is old and needs to pay attention to himself. ”

Prime Minister Wang expressed gratitude: “Your Majesty, you remember the illness of Weisheng. Weisheng is grateful for the illness. How dare you delay the national affairs..."

Iron Replenishment sighed, "Yesterday I have prepared the corresponding medicines and prescriptions. Later in the morning, I dispatched the Royal Doctor to the Prime Minister's office to diagnose and treat the Prime Minister. ”

Kings are so attentive to their subordinates. Hundreds of officials feel the same way. One looks at Prime Minister Wang with envy. Some people, their eyes are already wet.

Tie Tong Tian was kind enough to walk all the way with several officials to make Wen Wu Baiguan feel like the Spring Feng.

The early dynasty has not yet begun, but the atmosphere of loyalty and patriotism, such as the 'death of those who know themselves', has become intense.

Iron Day is moving forward, suddenly smelling a strong nose of alcohol. Not slightly wrinkled by the eyebrows; according to the taste, he saw the attic of the heavenly palace, dressed in black, leaning against the corridor pillars, looking like an unawake hangover.

The two seats in the Reigning Palace have always rotated upwards. Yesterday it was Sung Ziong, and today it is of course Chen Yutong.

“Zheng, were you drunk last night?” His Majesty the Emperor joked. Iron Replenishment Heaven has always been cherished for these two old men left behind by Chuyang; otherwise, they would not have been given so much privilege.

“Well, drunk...” Chuyang said vaguely. Heart tract, angry drunk.

“Put a bowl of decanting soup on Cheng's throne.” Iron Replenishment turned around and said that a servant had promised, and soon, a bowl of strong decanting soup was served. Chu Yang certainly won't be polite, and then he will drink it up.

This waiting treatment makes Wen Wu Baiguan eye-warming. That's bullshit!

Iron Replenishment finally walked to the dragon chair in the middle, facing north and south, slowly seated.

After a courtesy, the meeting began.

Chu Yang shrunk aside and listened, the more boring it was.

There is nothing but drought in the East, flooding in the West, bandits in the North, lack of officials in the South, where to take office, it is time to take office here, who has the gift of embezzlement, who has the good reviews for the country...

In addition, the impeachment of the officials was targeted, and the royal spokespersons made one statement at a time, so they came out opposite each other to refute it, and then the two sides fought with each other...

And so on, General Lin Lin, Chu Yang listened directly to the arrears. Fortunately, I am not an emperor. If I let myself face these things every day, I might have had a mental breakdown...

But Iron Replenishes sits on a dragon chair, sits straight, takes a serious attitude, reads one batch at a time, replies seriously, is extremely serious. In every case, a clear answer was given. There are only a handful of items that have been pressed down.

His Majesty the Emperor is so serious, how dare the ministers be lazy? Of course it is more spiritual trembling, only if you negligently let His Majesty catch it, then you can have a lot of fun...

This is also the most important reason why Iron Cloud Empire officials are particularly efficient: the emperor is smart, diligent, knowledgeable and autumnal; ministers do not dare to be lazy. And the layer goes down, and it gets stricter and stricter: I work all day and night as a pint of lord. Aren't you guys a little better off?

So when it's up and down, the effect is obvious.

It took only one and a half hours for these trivial things to come to an end, followed by the start of research on frontier issues; and the issue of governance; all of us were relieved.

And at this point, the sun actually slanted into the palace.

Finally, Iron Festival picked up a cup of tea handed over by the Miyagi, took a sip, and asked faintly: "Chen Gazette, what happened to the things you did during this time about the surveillance of the world's officials? ”

“Uh-huh?” Chu Yang was sleeping unconsciously and stood up hastily.

Tie Xintian smiled and said: “Tintian Palace has always been effective in rectifying the rule; in the previous period, the two directions of the southeast have been rectified, some problems, we are also astonished; counting the days, the report of the northwest direction, should also come? ”

Chu Yang rubbed a sip of saliva. "Well, I forgot about this...” These words were not concealed, but used his original accent.

Suddenly the crowd is in full swing!

Everybody throws a knife-like look at you. You bastard, with the emperor's petition, are you being so rude?

On the other hand, a white-headed official was full of anger, and it was the Prime Minister; only listening to him tremble loudly: “The Chancellor! What's that supposed to mean? Your Majesty trusted you to deliver the heavy burden and monitor the world, how dare you be so... so careless? This is a national matter! This is...”

Angry beard shaking, unable to speak.

One of the people next to him did not know whether to play the circle or add oil and sauce, and said softly: “It is not surprising that Cheng Zheng is drunk and forgotten; why is Prime Minister Wang so angry? ”

Prime Minister Wang was furiously angry: “What happened in the courtroom? Is it possible to get drunk and make mistakes? The Imperial Palace is no longer prestigious, but it cannot be so ridiculous! ”

It can be seen that this group, headed by Prime Minister Wang, is an important member of the opposition to the Reign Palace.

But Iron Heaven listened to Chuyang, but his body trembled slightly. His eyes suddenly flashed with two glaring lights. He stared closely at the lazy, alcoholic 'Chen Yang', slowly: “Chen Yang, what did you just say? I don't understand. ”

As everyone can hear, His Majesty seems to be exerting the utmost restraint. Everyone is speculating: I'm afraid the next moment, Tianwei vibrates, the blood is flowing...

This monarch, when the time comes, kills the decision-maker very well. Even if Chen Yutong were to fill the throne, it was after all that he took King Chu Yan's light that he reached this position; now you want to die yourself, no wonder others!

Your Majesty, you can smell the needle.

Everyone seems serious, but there are some misfortunes and joys.

“Cough...” Chuyang coughed, cleared his throat, raised his head, his clear eyes looked at Iron Heaven and slowly said: "Your Majesty didn't hear clearly? I'll say it again; well, what I just said was, uh? I forgot about this...”

In that sentence, it's like putting gas on a fire. Too arrogant, too arrogant!

This is not a prince's attitude toward His Majesty the Emperor!

Then the pot opened up in the hall.

Qun Shen was angry and filled in. He was going to dismiss Chen Yutong from his post. He went to jail and was executed late. Ming Zheng was sentenced!

Everyone jumped out, one very excited.

In particular, Prime Minister Wang and others, even more angry with the seven secrets of smoke, climbed forward, unable to kneel: "I beg His Majesty to kill this treacherous thief without a father! Chen Yutong's disrespect for His Majesty is a capital offense! Whatever you do, don't forgive me! ”

From the beginning, after Iron Replenished Heaven heard Chuyang's words, he suddenly stood there, his eyes dead looking at Chuyang's black figure, his hands tightly clamped the dragon chair armrest, his hands blushed out, all covered, slightly trembling in the shaking.

This is not Chen Yutong's voice.

This voice, it's his!

Clear eyes behind the mask...

The noise in Iron's head only made me feel dizzy for a while. After a long time, I couldn't close my eyes and waved. "Back off... stay in the palace! ”

“Your Majesty!” The crowd shouted. I can't believe His Majesty was pissed off like this, but he backed off immediately!

“Your Majesty, take care of yourself! ”

“I said, back off!” Tie every other day: “Stand down! ”

Tianwei shook, the crowd did not dare to speak. Even the late Prime Minister Wang, who could not kneel, quickly climbed up. At this time, don't fight with His Majesty... it will really kill you.

“Stand down, too!” Iron Festival drank from the palace lady and the inner servant: “Together with the guard, stand down! ”

“Yes.”

In the moment, there were only two people left in the hall.

Today's Emperor Iron Replenishes the Heavens, and this imposter Chen Gazette.

Iron Festival sat on the dragon chair for a while, breathing in a hurry, finally a little calm; then she walked down the dragon chair step by step, walked to Chuyang, looked at Chuyang's mask, and said slowly in a very calm, calm and heartless voice: “Chu, Mistress, Seat?” (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)