Immortal Voices

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No matter how unhappy Sima Hengjun was, he could not change the fact that Emperor Xu had attained enlightenment.

But asking her to give up her fortune?

nonexistent.

Sima Hengjun said coldly: "In that case, let's take the Eastern Jin Dynasty as a bet. If Emperor Xu can win, the Eastern Jin Dynasty will be taken by you. If Emperor Xu loses, you will be responsible for the disaster of enlightenment."

Rong Xian's eyes darkened, and the aura around him seemed like an abyss, but his tone was lively and innocent: "Ah, it seems that Lord Heng is determined to be my enemy. It's really interesting to use the entire Eastern Jin Dynasty as a chess piece. "

There were dots of light spots all over her body, and her figure gradually disappeared into nothingness. Before she disappeared, she said with a smile in her tone: "I'm looking forward to a chat with Mr. Heng."

When Sima Hengjun saw that Rong Xian had completely left, he suddenly waved his sleeves and destroyed everything in the room.

Just the thought of Emperor Xu coming and going freely in this space made her want to destroy it immediately.

Sima Hengjun was silent for a while, then turned and left the bedroom.

The moment she left the room, a fire suddenly burst into flames, turning the entire room into ashes in an instant.

Jia Shiqi, who came to ask questions, could not hide her panic. It was not until she saw the empress standing outside the fire with a solemn face that she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your Majesty, are you okay?" Jia Shiqi looked at the Empress of the Eastern Jin Dynasty up and down, and found that there were no wounds on her surface, so she worried whether she was hurt internally.

Sima Hengjun turned his head, and Jia Shiqi froze when he looked at her with an unabashedly probing look.

She didn't know what was happening, so she subconsciously maintained her respectful and meek posture.

It wasn't until the empress looked away that she relaxed.

But she knew that the empress's attitude would not change suddenly, and the empress today looked a little more irritable, violent and suspicious than before.

This is indeed nothing for kings, and tyrants are not uncommon.

However, the empress has always been wise and wise.

Jia Shiqi thought to herself that it seemed that something happened without her knowledge, which directly led to the change of the empress.

When His Majesty did not take the initiative to reveal it, she must not investigate.

If it was struck by lightning, it would be a real injustice.

Jia Shiqi lowered her head and waited for instructions, without asking a word.

Sima Hengjun thought for a moment and said: "Let the female guards investigate the court officials. If there is any doubt, they will be sent to prison for thorough investigation."

A trace of surprise flashed in Jia Shiqi's eyes, and then she immediately concealed her personal emotions, bowed her head and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

Sima Hengjun did not realize that Manager Jia, who was willing to talk to her in the past, no longer had the easy and tacit understanding he had when getting along with her. Instead, he had a respectful and awe consistent with all the courtiers.

Or maybe she already found out but didn't take it to heart.

Even the Luck Golden Dragon could have problems, but she didn't know anything about it. The most likely reason was that the people around her had betrayed her.

She didn't dare to trust anyone until that person was found out.

Rong Xian, who had returned to Rongguo's palace, was sitting in the political hall and said meaningfully to Hua Kun beside him: "Some people can enter the abyss with just a slight push."

At the moment when Sima Hengjun was confused and suspicious, the Eastern Jin Dynasty had no basis.

Moreover, Sima Hengjun has never been able to find out who betrayed her. As long as she can't find out, she will not be able to feel at ease every day, and she will become more and more anxious every day.

With the king at the center, this anxiety is contagious.

Rong Xian smiled brightly at the prince and courtiers below who were debating how to attack the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

In addition, not only anxiety is contagious, but joy or other emotions are also contagious.

The corner of her mouth raised a contemptuous arc, like a **** looking down at all living beings, aloof and indifferent.

It was normal for the late emperor to look down on Sima Hengjun at the beginning. Even though Sima Hengjun had the mind and magnanimity of a king, he did not have the intelligence and decisiveness of a king.

For example, if Rong Xianzhi is close to a demon, then Sima Hengjun is just a smart human being.

"Mother, I wonder if you have anything to add?" The eldest prince lowered his head and asked.

Rong Xian seemed to have come back from being distracted and praised perfunctorily: "Everything will be done as you discussed. The eldest prince did a good job. I have nothing to add."

She really didn't pay much attention to political affairs. When she was in Wuxinya, she had very little control. Unless there was some purpose that required her to make plans personally, she would never take over anything.

If you don't understand, leave it to those who know how to do it. If you know how to delegate power and trust, let those who can do things shine in their proper positions. I think it will definitely lead to political coordination and people's cooperation.

Of course, those people must be completely under her control, and the power and trust given to the courtiers must be under her absolute and domineering desire for control.

But Rong Hao didn't quite understand this.

Although he loved to practice swordsmanship, when he had not yet achieved great success in swordsmanship and had not yet thought about enlightenment, Rong Hao couldn't stand the king's casual attitude.

The veins on Rong Hao's forehead popped up, and he pushed his cheek with his tongue, and then he restrained his emotions and said, "No."

Next, the courtiers reported other matters.

As Rong Xian responded, "Well done, let's do it this way", "Just follow the late emperor's practice", "I have to make such a simple decision, what do you want me to do?", "Go and give it to me" The Taiwei or the Prime Minister sent a letter asking them how to deal with it...

Rong Hao's expression went from expressionless at the beginning to miserable to twisted and hideous to expressionless.

It can be said that the eldest prince was successfully angered.

He clenched his fists and could no longer restrain his emotions. He glanced at all the courtiers and major parties in the council hall, supplementing information in his mind to prepare for the rebellion.

He didn't want to see his mother who didn't care at all about all government affairs sitting on the highest throne of the Rong Kingdom!

There are obviously many talents in Rong country, but the mother emperor is so unwilling to make progress. This kind of atmosphere must not appear in the land where he stands.

Rong Hao lowered his eyes, hiding his thoughts.

Maybe he can fight for Yu Guogong again, but if it doesn't work, he can also fight for the imperial censor.

After all, they are all from the same bloodline.

Although they have no intention of maintaining this blood relationship, at critical moments, they can take advantage of anything that is beneficial.

At this moment, Rong Hao's explosive personality can be said to be very similar to Rong Xian.

There's nothing she can't use, as long as she can achieve her goal.

Time to win over some courtiers.

Because everyone loves #龙之公#.

It can be seen that even if Rong Hao grew up beside Rong Xian for a short time, it could not hide the fact that he was deeply influenced by Rong Xian.

Rong Xian could see the psychological changes of the eldest prince with just a casual glance.

Her eldest son seems to be still obsessed with the throne.

Rong Xian rubbed her forehead in distress, obviously she had already warned him.

It seemed that the eldest prince did not take her words to heart.

In other words, she loves the place under her **** more than anything else.

Rong Xian: "..."

The dragon chair he was still sitting on suddenly felt a little prickly.