The return of the late emperor

In the early morning of the next day, in the political hall, the ministers bowed their heads and kept silent like cicadas.

When they entered the hall, they didn't see His Majesty, but they saw the holy father, the emperor, still sitting behind the curtain, and there were no more than two or three people around him, so they knew something important was going to happen.At this time, the atmosphere here is heavy, making people feel more and more depressing.Since they came in, they have never heard a single word from this master.

In this way, they really have no idea.

Through the beaded curtain, Ren Ming watched them silently bowing down the steps after saluting, couldn't help smiling with disgust, and the haze climbed over his thrush-like eyebrows and eyes.

Ming Ke was also among the two or three attendants. He stared at the booklet on Ren Ming's desk that had just been flipped through, and also saw the content of the book on it, but his face was just the opposite of Ren Ming's, with a gentle look. Calm look.

The excerpt was delivered in a hurry, and it was delivered to Zhaoping Palace early in the morning. Although Ren Ming had expected it, Kaifeng still felt tired after seeing the contents.Especially in the early morning, when he saw that the group of people below were still playing tricks on him, he turned from extremely tired to furious.

"My lords, do you have anything to say?" Seeing that this group of people must not dare to speak first, Ren Ming forced himself to suppress the anger in his chest and asked loudly.

So except for Song Ru, who was the right chancellor and the grand tutor, who still looked at his nose with his eyes, his mouth with his nose, and his heart with his mouth, and stood still, the other courtiers began to look at each other in blank dismay, just like the left minister Ren Chengqi. The idiot can't speak even more.

"You have nothing to say, so I will speak for you." Ren Ming laughed back angrily, regardless of whether he would tear the wound on his arm, he grabbed the memorial on the desk in front of him and threw it out of the bead curtain. It was so big that it hit his elder brother right over his face.

"Where are the sons of the eldest grandson's family under your command? Where did they go?" Ren Ming gritted his teeth.

Ming Ke frowned slightly, this person is becoming more and more irritable, but since his heart is like a mirror, why bother...

Dong Da has always had a set of rules for the placement of the children of the aristocratic families who entered the court, that is, they should be handled separately.This move is beneficial for the various factions to check each other, so the group of people standing under the court has more or less eldest grandsons.

"This..." Everyone was sweating profusely, but they didn't dare to coax Ren Ming casually, they just faltered, hesitating, turning over and over in their stomachs, eager to find a decent reason to prevaricate first.

Ren Chengqi took down the memorial that had been smashed on his face, held it in his hand and looked at it carefully. After reading it, he felt terrified, and his legs went limp at once, "The eldest grandson's family...is reversed?" asked tremblingly , The words are full of unbelievable.

The ministers looked at each other, and their faces changed for a moment. They didn't know that the old fox of the eldest grandson's family didn't even act, and started to move so quickly.

As a result, among the ministers, the quick-responsive person has already begun to scramble to explain why his subordinate surnamed eldest grandson sued him on the pretext of being seriously ill when he left... and many other reasons. The Changsun clan had nothing to do with the rebellion, and they didn't know anything about it beforehand.

Ren Ming, who was sitting on a high place, stared indifferently at the chaos at the bottom of the steps, and suddenly thought that the man was beside him at this moment, so he turned his head and stared sharply at Min Ke, wanting to get out of his disguised face. Find traces of mocking yourself under the ordinary face.

However, Min Ke just moved a few steps, stepped forward, and gently wrapped up the cloth strips that wrapped up Ren Ming's cracked wound with an extremely gentle technique.

Ren Ming was stunned for a moment, and when he realized it, he suddenly withdrew his hand regardless of whether the wound on his arm would be torn again.

This was a temporary overreaction, and he didn't want Min Ke to notice his strangeness, so he turned his head to look under the steps outside the bead curtain and said coldly: "It's just two days and three nights. After a while, they were all transferred cleanly, eating the king's salary, but not worrying about the king's worries, what use are you for!"

The last few words, the tone was intense, as if thunder had exploded in their ears, but some people were really disturbed, while more people pretended to be disturbed.

Since Emperor Jing left, their courage has gradually grown, so the court has never been calm, but it is just an undercurrent.

"Your Highness, where did the eldest grandson family go?" Song Ru, who hadn't spoken for a long time, spoke out.

"Jiangnan." Ren Ming got up from the phoenix chair, "President Song, if I remember correctly, Jiangnan is where your father's family's old house is located?"

"Yes, Your Highness." Song Ru replied.

Ming Ke raised his eyes to look at Song Ru at the bottom of the steps. This person is a talent, but unfortunately, just like yesterday's dagger, it depends on who is holding it, so that it can be used smoothly without hurting himself. Ming, has never been the person who can hold this dagger well.

"Teacher, Your Majesty trusts you very much."

Ren Ming said meaningfully, then signaled Chang Sui to retreat, turned and left the Yizheng Hall, Min Ke followed closely behind him.

"Today, you will sleep in the outer room of Zhaoping Hall." The road is very long, but Ren Ming dropped this sentence before he walked too far, but it is a pity that he still has not turned his head and Ming Ke can't see clearly what he is doing at this time. look on the face.

"Yes." Min Ke replied in a low voice.

"Don't think too much, since I've drank the happy soup, I don't worry about what you will do to me. Changqing is half dead now, and I happen to be short of someone to serve by my side." Qingqing Leng With a cold voice, the words that come out are also cold.

"Yes." Min Ke recalled yesterday, slightly raised the corners of his lips, this person was not as heartless as he showed, but he really didn't drink that happy soup...

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Rewinding the time to the previous day, Ren Ming stabbed the jade hairpin into the back of Su Yi's lower abdomen.

The author has something to say:

There is always a little angel who thinks Min Ke is a cheap attack orz

Every time I see such comments, the stupid author wants to spoil it...

(I won’t need to code in the small black house anymore, it’s too bad, my day’s results... no orz)