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"Well... since the national teacher doesn't plan to intervene, then I will deal with it according to the law?" Cursing secretly that the "former left prime minister" is useless and unable to help him please the national teacher, Xiao Yao willfully ignores that he was How to join hands with the emperor to cut off the blood relationship between the two and not give them any chance to develop the relationship between father and son.

"According to the law?" Meng Hui asked back.

"Yes. Although the sinner He Guangjie was not the mastermind, he also cooperated with all his strength when he forced the palace. His crime is unforgivable, and he should be punished by the nine clans. But this conspiracy involves a lot of people. Too many murders will hurt the peace of heaven. After discussing with the emperor alone , It was decided that He Guangjie's clan beheaded the public, and the rest of the tribe's males would be conscripted into the army, and their females would be used as prostitutes." With a slight smile, the prince said happily, "It just so happens that I plan to send troops to the Xiongnu after rectifying the government. , manpower and material resources are available, and it can be regarded as a solution to Gu's urgent need."

Meng Hui: “………………………”

——Hehe, you are quite good at reusing waste, awesome.

Neither Meng Hui nor Xiao Yao paid much attention to He Guangjie.Xiao Yao was just a little regretful that he hadn't been able to take this opportunity to ask for a favor from the national teacher, and Meng Hui naturally guessed the idea of ​​his mission goal, and didn't feel at all that He Guangjie's family was worth the debt of favor he owed Xiao Yao for them.

——After all, with Xiao Yao's paranoid attitude towards him, Meng Hui didn't intend to give him any chance to be a demon.

However, although he didn't take He Guangjie's family seriously, on the day they were beheaded, Meng Hui went to see them with his own eyes, and prepared to collect their corpses and recite scriptures to save them.

Although he didn't have any contact with He Guangjie's family and only watched the video of the Buddhist feast, Meng Hui paid special attention to it because of Yuanshen's wishes.

In Meng Hui's impression, He Guangjie is a middle-aged man who is calm and prudent, with a lot of official authority, while his wife is dignified, elegant, graceful and luxurious. It was completely different from the messy hair, shattered, and embarrassed people on the execution ground.

He Guangjie had already resigned to his fate, knelt there with his head down, motionless, his gray and white messy hair made him look very old, while his son was so frightened that he was paralyzed on the ground. Barely maintain a kneeling posture.On the contrary, it was He Guangjie's wife who could still kneel on the stage and look around, seemingly unwilling and nostalgic.

While reading the crime book at Jianzhanguan, Mrs. He's numb and empty eyes moved up slightly after scanning the crowd of onlookers. It happened that she saw the tower not far away that was specially built for the nobles to watch the torture. Meng Hui standing by the window.

In fact, from the distance of Mrs. He, Meng Hui's facial features could not be clearly seen, but his golden-red cassock was so dazzlingly gorgeous that it was impossible to ignore it—and he was qualified to wear such a luxurious cassock , The monk who would wait here to watch the beheading is probably only "Master Xuanzhen".

Immediately, Mrs. He seemed to be greatly stimulated, and her whole body became excited.She seemed to want to yell, or to ask for help loudly, her expression was extremely contorted as her muscles twitched, but she was blocked by the tightly stuffed cloth in her mouth, and she could only let out broken and dry whimpers one after another.

Noticing her abnormality, an executioner immediately walked over quickly, pressed her shoulders hard, and forced her to be quiet.

As a woman, Mrs. He has been tortured these days, no matter how tall and tall the executioner is, no matter how hard she struggles, she can't shake the broad and rough palm of the executioner.However, even in vain, Mrs. He still raised her head desperately, trying to see where Meng Hui was standing, a pair of bloodshot eyes protruding as if they were about to break free from their sockets in the next moment.

There was no joy or sorrow in Meng Hui's eyes, he just smiled slightly at Mrs. He, clasped his hands together—then, he just watched the head of the family fall to the ground so plainly.

"We finally avenged the original body!" The ball of light jumped on the window sill with a very cheerful tone.

Meng Hui raised his eyebrows and retorted: "You think too much. I didn't intervene in the fate of this family. It's just that they overestimated their capabilities and participated in the battle for imperial power, but they were on the wrong team. It's their own fault."

"Their today was promoted by the crown prince, and you helped the crown prince up. Rounding up, it is your credit." Guangqiu was particularly tolerant to win the performance for his host, then turned around and couldn't help complaining, " Anyway, Huihui, you always finish tasks like this lazily, I'm used to it."

"...I actually feel that I have no use in this world at all, and Xiao Yao can arrange it properly by himself. My existence is at most a icing on the cake to make him go more smoothly, but it doesn't help. The key role." Meng Hui sighed, a little melancholy, "I always feel like I've been doing nothing for a long time, and I feel stuffy."

——Besides, if this world itself is a little bit useful, Meng Hui has a premonition that he will be useless in the next world.

——According to the awakening speed of his unknown mission target, in the next world, he can handle everything by himself.

Hearing the host's emotion, the ball of light fell silent.

This time, with mental preparation, it will naturally not be overly frightened like in the previous world, recklessly coaxing and fleeing with its own host, but for Meng Hui's mission goal, it still has a certain degree of facing unknown threats of fear.

"Huihui, do you really want to stay here forever? I always feel a little uneasy." The ball of light jumped onto Meng Hui's shoulder, asking Aiai for a while.

"...Let's stay. After all, the other party is eight or nine times out of ten the same existence. It's not a one-shot deal. I'm really afraid that this world will be very happy, and the next world... will not be happy." Meng Hui's tone was sad.

Speechless ball of light: "……………………"

"...That's fine, Huihui, be careful." Guangqiu said with difficulty, "...be careful to keep a distance from the mission target."

——Actually, the light ball is not worried about the personal safety of its own host, and it doesn't matter if it's a big deal and walks away.It's just worried that Meng Hui will spend his whole life with the mission target in this world, and he will get emotional again, which will not end well.

If the other party is a native of the world plane, it’s fine, at most, he will be emotionally hurt and depressed for a few worlds—anyway, his host has already experienced it, no worries about debts, no itching for lice, it’s natural to get used to it.

But now, Meng Hui's mission target is obviously not a simple native, but an existence with unknown identity, unknown purpose, and unknown future. For such an unknown guy, the light ball absolutely does not want the host to have anything to do with it .

"Well, don't worry." Meng Hui replied in a deep voice, "I know what you are worried about, and I will try my best to restrain myself."

——It is "as far as possible", because sometimes, feelings cannot be transferred by self-will and cannot be controlled by humans.

"Anyway, I'm a monk in this world. Even if I'm just a fake monk who has become a monk halfway, I can't tarnish the name of Buddhism and treat the rules and regulations as nothing." Meng Hui couldn't guarantee his feelings, but at least he could guarantee his own. Behavior.

Hearing what his host said, the ball of light didn't understand what he meant, and flickered a few times in satisfaction, and An An felt relieved to stop meddling.

After liquidating the rebels, it took another month or two for the bloody atmosphere hanging over the capital to dissipate.Common people and high-ranking officials and dignitaries have recovered from the panic and silence, and the entire capital has gradually returned to its usual bustle and prosperity.

At this time, the enthronement ceremony of the new emperor has also been put on the agenda. After all, the old emperor has collapsed, and the crown prince has been in charge of the country for a long time, and there are always some unjust names. It is more beneficial to ascend the throne as soon as possible. Stabilize people's hearts.

After receiving the old emperor's will, the Ministry of Rites quickly took care of it, and as one of the few important officials in the former court who escaped, the Minister of Rites, Shu'an, naturally couldn't wait to complete this errand and please the new emperor.

Regarding his enthronement ceremony, Xiao Yao didn't have any opinion. After all, he had been enthroned twice, and he was as stable as an old dog in his heart, without any sense of expectation.

Hearing the Minister of Rites asking about the requirements for the enthronement ceremony, Xiao Yao pondered for a moment, then let it go decisively: "You can handle the rest yourself. There is only one request, and that is to be the master of the enthronement ceremony. I must ask Xuanzhen Guoshi to be the master of the enthronement ceremony." .”

The Minister of Rites would naturally not refute this little request, and he also understood the new emperor's intentions.If it is an ordinary celebrant, it is just an ordinary part of the whole ceremony, and there is no need for excessive arrangements, so as not to overwhelm the guests.But now the new emperor has specifically emphasized that this means that taking the position of Si Zhu is not just a formality for the national teacher, but to put him in a higher position and give the national teacher the highest honor and favor.Since this is the case, the entire ceremony process also needs to be modified accordingly, so as to highlight the lofty status of the national teacher.

Thinking about it like this, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites really has a feeling that things are right and people are wrong.

Once upon a time, Xuan Zhen was an unknown little monk who lived in a ruined temple in the mountains, and was in the company of peasants in the countryside. It was his own praise to send him to the heaven.From then on, the little monk became a distinguished guest of the old emperor.Later, the eminent monk Xuanzhen was granted the title of national teacher, and reached the highest peak that people outside Fangwai could achieve; but now, the change of dynasty not only did not affect Xuanzhen's status as national teacher, it even made him go one step further, becoming the new emperor's savior , the glory and favor are getting stronger and stronger.

Mr. An felt that he was able to survive the purge of important court officials by the new emperor, not only because the Ministry of Rites was one of the six ministries, but it did not hold real power like the Ministry of Officials, Households, and the Ministry of War. With that eulogy to help Master Xuan Zhen be born, the new emperor has a bit of forgiveness for his love for his house.

——With the respect and admiration that the new emperor treats Xuan Zhen, the national teacher, he will hold on to the golden thigh of the national teacher for a lot of money, and this time he will make a plan for the enthronement ceremony.As long as I do this well, I can win the favor of the emperor and the national teacher at the same time. This is a godsend opportunity!

When Minister of Rites thought of this, his excited hands trembled slightly.And with his personal supervision, the entire enthronement ceremony was prepared in just half a month.

Qin Tianjian counted a few auspicious dates and submitted them to Xuanzhen Guoshi for review, but the Guoshi was confused about this, and after pretending for a long time, he chose the closest day - after all, although he could not leave after completing the task , but the sooner the task is completed, the sooner he can feel at ease.

In this way, on March [-]th of the Gengshen year, the old emperor abdicated and the new emperor ascended the throne. The reign name was changed to Qianzhen, and the whole world celebrated together.

The author has something to say: Thank you Yingzhi.?, Mo Qiqi, Yaya Xiaohu, Youji Jinghongzhaoying, 19304110 five little angels for throwing mines, and dear Ashley for throwing grenades =333=