[Ancient Style] The notorious minister turned out to be beautiful, strong and miserable

Everyone in the capital knew that the third son of the Rong family was deposed by Hei Jia of Qin Wangfu.

The matter of the third son of Rong was brought to the imperial court by the queen and Rong Shangshu.

Rong Shangshu was over fifty years old, holding a black armor token in his hand, begging for justice in tears.

Although the king of Qin refuted it in court, but as Rong Shangshu expected, Zhao Ming concealed the incident without revealing anything, so all the dirty water poured on the king of Qin, the conflict between the generals and the scholar-officials was provoked to the extreme, and the scholar-bureaucrats played together. Claiming that King Qin ordered Hei Jia to commit murder, he should be severely punished.

These many literati and bureaucrats occupy almost two-thirds of the positions in the court. Some of them observe words and deeds to conform to the king's heart, and some of them have no thinking and follow the trend. Today, they were voicing their condemnation in the court hall.

Compared with the court, the voices of the folk and the military camp are completely opposite.

Since ancient times, military officials value righteousness, civilian officials value names, common people value food and clothing, and royals value power.

Chu Yu watched the infighting in the court with cold eyes, and knew that the Turkic people would have nothing to fear when Mohe Fifteen Continents were regained.

A general who holds a heavy army and has a strong reputation among the people has more disadvantages than benefits for a court that has no borders.

What's more, King Qin is not just a general, he is of royal blood.

The Rong family handed over the knife, carefully testing whether the emperor would take it.

The night is not yet clear, and the palace lanterns are shadowy.

Emperor Xuan closed the last folder in his hand, and the vermilion imperial pen was spread out on one side.

Zhu Minsheng stood by his side and bowed to grind the inkstone, the dust whisk swayed slightly along the wind that came in through the window.

Emperor Xuan suddenly asked, "How does King Qin treat me?"

Zhu Minsheng bowed his head and said, "His Royal Highness King Qin desperately escorted Xiaozhou Mountain Fire. In my humble opinion, I will protect you with my life."

Chu Yu laughed.

Was it him, the emperor, or Concubine Li's son that his uncle was protecting in Xiaozhou Mountain?

Xiao Zhoushan protects each other with his life, and there is another eleven.

Zhu Minsheng heard Emperor Xuan say, "I want to go to Shuge to have a look."

Zhu Minsheng knew where the Book Pavilion mentioned by the emperor was.He bowed to attend, holding a lamp in his hand, which illuminated Shen Ye.

Chu Yu pushed open the heavy door of the Book Pavilion, and all the rare books that the Zhao family had confiscated were listed in it. Chu Yu looked into the corner, and saw cobwebs growing everywhere, the soil was heavy, and a scroll of orphaned pages was blown away by the wind. Choked up bursts of smoke.

He couldn't help but angrily said, "Why didn't anyone come to clean it?"

Zhu Minsheng hurriedly said, "It's because the slave is not strict in discipline. It must be that His Majesty never came here later, the palace people slack off, and the slave is guilty."

Chu Yu bent down, and picked up the fragments of the lonely book, with the yellowed handwriting on her end, her breathing was a little short.

Zhao Yan was trampled into the mud when she was alive, and now that Zhao Yan is dead, his book also dies.

In the past, he indulged in the gentle and rich township, and the third son Rong who did not know how many women's tears, now he can't even step off his bed in person.

Rong Ying was not as emotional and behaved abnormally as Rong Sheng was worried about.

After waking up, he seemed to accept the facts calmly, and the servants of the Rong family carried him to sit on the wooden chair, which later became his legs. The wide robe embroidered with peonies was laid down, and he was handsome and pale. The expression on his face was still proud and noble.

The Rong family no longer needs him.

Although Rong Changhai was concerned about his feelings and did not speak out, the news of a new prostitute in the Rong family reached his ears after many twists and turns.

Rong Ying knew that she was useless, and all the piles that had passed through his hands would also pass through the hands of others in the future.

His biological father used everything he had to the extreme, and the news that the third son of the Rong family was seriously injured spread to the world.

Rong Ying drooped her eyelashes, and lightly sipped her sake.

Qiyu squatted beside him, kneading his knees meticulously. The charcoal fire beside him was smoldering in the furnace. There was blood and fishy smell on the blue jade bricks, and there were miserable wailing sounds outside. .Rong Ying's peach blossom eyes lit up with jumping flames, and asked casually, "Is the person dead?"

Qi Yu said, "He's already dead." This is the fifth person to be killed since Rong Ying's accident.Sometimes Rong Ying's eyes might be pierced by her healthy legs, and sometimes she said something unpleasant in secret. This time, Rong Ying's jade wrench, which was carefully kept by her, fell out a tiny crack.

After Rong Ying woke up, her temperament became more brutal and unpredictable. Even though Qi Yu had served him for a long time, she was still more terrified and trembling than before.

"Live like a dark ant, but why don't you want to die?"

Rong Ying asked.

He seemed to be talking about the man who was killed with a stick in the courtyard, or he seemed to be laughing at himself, his voice melted into the wind, and Qiyu lowered her eyes and replied in a low voice, "Maybe there is nostalgia, or there is some reluctance."

Rong Ying said, "What is there to be nostalgic for, and what is there to be unwilling to do?"

Qi Yu said, "I miss my dearest relatives and my loved ones, and I am not willing to let me fish for you. I have hope in my heart, thinking that if I live one more day, tomorrow will be better than today, so I don't want to die easily."

Rong Ying actually laughed, with tears in her eyes.

"I see."

The matter of Rong Sangongzi is just an introduction.

When Chu Qin was privately summoned by the palace, he knew that His Majesty had accepted the knife from the Rong family.

Your Majesty is now full-fledged and the border is at peace. In the future, such suppression will increase day by day until the Northwest military power in his hands is completely deprived.

Chu Qin sneered, there was no need to worry so much.

His eyes fell on the tiger talisman on his waist, and there seemed to be a storm in his eyes.