Your Majesty, You Can't

"I'm going to find my father and retreat!"

All the officials in the court applauded and shouted: "Your Majesty, calm down."

"I said it," Zhao Yin squeezed out words word by word from between his teeth, holding back his angry voice, "I want to retreat!"

Manchu civil and military officials looked at each other, not knowing what to say.After all, in the past, as long as the prime minister was present, no matter how the little emperor lost his temper, the prime minister could calmly suppress Zhao Yin, thus maintaining a stable situation.

Now that Mr. He Lan is missing, all the officials and ministers don't know how to appease the little emperor's anger for no reason.

Sitting high on the dragon chair, Zhao Yin stared at the ministers who were kneeling on the ground, let out a cold snort from his nose, and flung his sleeves away from the disturbing Golden Palace.

"Your Majesty..." a courtier called weakly, Zhao Yin stopped and glanced sideways, it turned out that the voice was a flattering courtier who followed the prime minister's butt every day.

"Is there anything you want to report?"

The courtier probably thought that He Lanzhi would be protecting him behind his back, so he straightened his back and said confidently: "This minister dares to think that the emperor shouldn't leave the court at this moment, if Prime Minister He Lan was present, he would definitely dissuade the emperor like this. "

Zhao Yin laughed back angrily, Mo Mo's eyes hidden under the crown narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the minister who spoke out, "Even you want to control me? How dare you use Xiangfu to suppress me?"

It's the other way around!

One prime minister, He Lanzhi, is not enough, now even the fourth-rank officials who can only flatter the prime minister want to discipline the emperor!

No one in the resplendent court hall dared to answer.

Sensing the anger of Emperor Longwei, the courtier flinched, and the eyes of the emperor and other courtiers made him feel a thorn in his back.Under the cold gaze of the emperor's anger which had nothing to do with the rest of the people, the minister's cold sweat could not stop breaking out from his back.

"I... my humble minister is just admonishing the emperor. As the saying goes... as the saying goes, loyal words are harmful to the ears and good for deeds."

"Oh——" Zhao Yin dragged out a long voice sarcastically, walked from the golden jade platform to the kneeling courtier, looked down at him, "I understand, you want to say that I am a fool."

The courtier immediately kowtowed in panic and said, "I didn't..."

"——No need to talk." The little emperor interrupted him, bent down and smiled innocently at him, "I decided to sue. I want to tell Xiangfu that the emperor he taught so carefully is a fool in the eyes of a certain courtier. .”

As soon as these words came out, the face of the minister who was dripping with cold sweat instantly turned pale, and he hugged Zhao Yin's thigh convulsively, "I dare not! I dare not! Your majesty... Your majesty! Your majesty, please spare me!"

One is the godson emperor, and the other is a fourth-rank official who knows nothing but flattery. Everyone knows how the prime minister will choose.

What's more, as long as the emperor does not take back the power in He Lanzhi's hands, even if he asks to cut off the heads of half of the courtiers and play them as balls, the prime minister will definitely agree with both hands.

The courtier didn't know whether what was waiting for him was burning eyes and gouging out or skinning and torture.

But just thinking about the bloody scene, he turned his eyes white with fright, and fainted in the imperial court.

Zhao Yin pulled out his dragon boots from his courtier's arms in disgust, and ordered the imperial guards to drag this extremely criminal official out.

He went to the court to listen to the government well, but in the end it turned into a farce.

"Retreat."

"Your Majesty will be respectfully sent off." All the ministers who had watched a play paid homage to the Holy Majesty and left.

Zhao Yin went back to the bedroom, took off his crown and put on casual clothes, feeling haggard for a while.

To rectify an unworthy courtier, he finally had to bring out He Lanzhi, whom he hated the most, to achieve his goal. How useless this emperor is.

It has only been less than three years, and the imperial power has been eroded by He Lanzhi to the point where there is not much left.

Zhao Yin rubbed his swollen temples, and ordered the personal eunuch who was serving him: "After I come back from the prime minister's mansion, pass on my secret decree and call my confidant courtiers to hold a secret court meeting. My puppet emperor It's been done long enough, it's time to prepare to kill Helan and seize power two years later."

"The slave obeys."

"Okay. Drive to Xiangfu."