God-level Consort of the Tang Dynasty

"You are so smart, how could you be fooled by that little thief Du He?"

"Third young master, you can go with peace of mind. Today, I will definitely announce Du He's crimes to the world, and let Du He's son be buried with you."

Huang Xiaoyun was an important minister in the court and served as Minister of the Ministry of Industry.

At the same time, he is also a member of the Fan Yang Lu family.

Before the founding of the Tang Dynasty, Huang Xiaoyun was already the governor of Youzhou.

Over the years, Huang Xiaoyun has gradually stopped working for the Lu family.

Many people don't even know that he is from the Lu family.

But now, one of the most important successors of the Lu family, Lu Mingyou, the flag of the Lu family in Chang'an City, was killed, and Huang Xiaoyun couldn't sit still anymore.

He must stand up.

He got the news at five o'clock last night. At his age, he hurriedly stood up and wrote a [-]-word memorial with painstaking efforts, pouring his heart and soul into every word.

"Today is Du He's death day!"

"Third young master, don't you know that all the members of the Lu family in the court have moved, and at least fifteen ministers have already made preparations for Du He not to die, but to be smashed to death in the Tai Chi Hall."

After crying for a while, Huang Xiaoyun got up from the ground, flicked his sleeves, and sang loudly: "The wind is rustling, the water is cold, and the strong man will never return once he is gone!"

……

The gate of the palace has not been opened yet.

Civil and military personnel from the Manchu Dynasty had already gathered outside the palace gate.

Last night, the news reached Chang'an.

Lu Mingyou was killed.

Many people couldn't believe it.

But as one after another of the news was confirmed, everyone knew that today's court may be no less than a huge earthquake.

Therefore, everyone came early in unison.

"It's Lord Huang!"

"Master Huang is already old, but unexpectedly, he came in person."

"And Mr. Zhou, he has been bedridden for half a year, unexpectedly, he also came."

Everyone was surprised to find that many ministers who were rarely seen in ordinary times appeared now.

"Ugh!"

Many people couldn't help but sigh.

……

Situ Wanggui and Sikong Changsun Wuji stood together.

Wang Gui looked at the crowd and couldn't help asking in a low voice, "Master Changsun, what do you think of today's situation?"

Changsun Wuji asked, "Where is Du Xiang?"

Wang Gui shook his head: "I have never seen it."

Changsun Wuji said with a blank face: "Du He, you will definitely die today."

"However, don't forget that although Du He is only a commoner, he is deeply favored by His Majesty." Wang Gui said.

Changsun Wuji shook his head, his expression suddenly became solemn: "Now, it is not His Majesty who makes the decision, but the court forces His Majesty to make a decision, and it is the nobles in the world who force His Majesty to make a decision. Just imagine, how to kill Lu Mingyou, the heir of the Lu family , but being favored, will the courtiers agree? Will the gentry in the world agree? Sharing the world with the literati has been like this since ancient times, and it is by no means empty talk."

Wang Gui thought for a while, but finally said nothing.

……

creak.

The palace gate opened.

The courtiers poured in one after another and entered the Tai Chi Hall one after another.

In the past, when the ministers were waiting for His Majesty Li Er's arrival, they would talk, laugh and greet each other.

But this morning, no one spoke. There were more than 80 ministers in the huge Taiji Hall, but it was so quiet that needles could be heard.

Huang Xiaoyun and the others felt sad and indignant.

"His Majesty is here!"

The voice of the servant Zhao Yang resounded in the hall.

Afterwards, Li Er appeared in front of everyone.

Li Ergang sat on the dragon chair.

puff.

Huang Xiaoyun prostrated himself on the ground, and suddenly burst into tears.

Crash.

More than a dozen ministers, together with Huang Xiaoyun, knelt down on the ground, choking with sobs, speechless.

In this regard, other ministers have long been prepared.

Someone gloated.

Someone is worried.

The end of Duho has arrived.

Many people are thinking about it.

Li Er sat on the dragon chair with a blank expression on his face.

Huang Xiaoyun cried for a long while, and when the atmosphere was getting better, he suddenly opened his mouth, and a hoarse voice sounded: "Your Majesty..."

As soon as he spoke, a hurried voice suddenly sounded outside the hall: "Your Majesty, something is wrong."

Afterwards, a figure in armor broke in, bowed, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, something is wrong, Lu Mingyou, a member of the official department, conspired against him."