The Devil's Wife, I Just Want to Survive

Above the sky, colorful clouds covered thousands of miles!

Left Prime Minister An Rumo finally found an opportunity to shout loudly: "Auspiciousness is everywhere, blessing all directions, Your Majesty, this is a great scene, this is a sign of great fortune!"

On the dragon throne, Emperor Yunlong laughed with great joy, and when he laughed, everyone on the stage smiled and agreed to praise Wang Que, congratulate Your Majesty, and congratulate the prince for having such a good teacher and friend.

"Father, our Zhou Kingdom has not had a poem that spreads across the world for thousands of years. Now Yun Yang has written such a poem at the Emperor's Anniversary Banquet. What kind of reward do you think should be given?"

"Reward, a heavy reward! Must be a heavy reward!" Emperor Yunlong was very happy looking at the clouds all over the sky.

For others, a poem that spreads across the world is just a poem that spreads across the world, just a matter of improving reputation.

But for him, the current emperor, a poem that spreads across the world.....it is something that can improve the fortune of the dynasty!

The luck of a country is very important. If the luck of a dynasty is strong, the talents of the descendants born will be improved. This is a major event related to the rise and fall of the dynasty!

Not only that, as the emperor of the current dynasty, he enjoys the blessing of the dynasty's luck. The stronger the luck, the more open his way of cultivation will be.

Originally, he thought that there was no hope of breaking through and transcending, but now the dynasty's luck has improved... maybe there is still a chance!

The life span of the Shattered Void Realm is only 1,200 years, while the life span of the Transcendent Realm is 1,500 years.

As an emperor, he does not want to die. Now that the national luck has improved, he has a little chance of breaking through and transcending... Isn't this enough for him to be happy and excited?

In the case of a possible increase of 300 years in life span, I am afraid that no one can guarantee that his state of mind is peaceful.

Just when the Yunlong Emperor looked at Wang Que, the right prime minister who was holding a walnut stood up and spoke. He did not face the Yunlong Emperor, he faced Wang Que!

"Wang Que, Wang Yunyang, right?"

Wang Que turned around and looked. He had no intention of saluting. He just said lightly: "Hello, Right Prime Minister."

As the Right Prime Minister is the enemy of his wife, how could he salute him?

Qi Yuehai's eyes were slightly gloomy when he saw Wang Que did not salute him, but he was naturally able to achieve his current position without showing his emotions.

He just smiled and said: "This poem "Will Enter the Wine" that is passed down throughout the world, did you write it for the emperor or for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Chengrui's eyes flashed with a hint of dark murderous intent. He did not wait for Wang Que to speak and directly answered for Wang Que: "What do you mean by this, Right Prime Minister?"

The Right Prime Minister hurriedly saluted and then smiled: "This old minister has no special meaning, I just asked casually."

"A casual question?" Zhou Chengrui's mouth curled up slightly: "Then you don't have to ask again."

Such words are already a hard fight against the old and powerful!

Sure enough, except for the neutrals, at least 70% of the audience bowed their heads slightly with gloomy faces. They were all old and powerful people. This scene was what they least wanted to see.

The right prime minister, who was holding his fist, did not confront Zhou Chengrui. He chose to turn around and bow to Emperor Yunlong: "Your Majesty, you have been in power for a thousand years. During these thousand years, our Great Zhou Dynasty has been prosperous and peaceful."

"I think this poem that has spread all over the world should be dedicated to you. Thank you for your great achievements in the past thousand years for our Great Zhou Dynasty."

After saying this, the right prime minister stood up and looked at the thousands of people in the audience: "What do you think, colleagues? Do you think this poem should be dedicated to Your Majesty or to the prince?"

On the dragon throne, Emperor Yunlong has restored his usual majestic appearance. He did not speak, he just watched.

As an emperor, he does not need to rush to leave. All he has to do is to give a decisive order.

Regardless of the discussion below, he only needs to make his own decision after weighing the pros and cons.

Moreover, watching more often will only bring benefits and no harm.

"I think the right prime minister is right. Your Majesty has worked hard for our Great Zhou Dynasty for thousands of years. This poem should be dedicated to Your Majesty."

"Yes, when Your Majesty was in power, our Great Zhou Dynasty produced many talents, and countless geniuses were like the rising sun in the east. This is inseparable from Your Majesty's achievements. This poem should be dedicated to Your Majesty!"

"Yes, Your Majesty is the first reformer in history. This step is a height that no emperor in history could reach. This poem should be dedicated to Your Majesty as a perfect ending to Your Majesty's thousands of years of achievements!"

A group of old and powerful officials spoke up one after another, and those new nobles looked gloomy and could hardly speak.

They dared not say anything wrong about the emperor. At this time, the spearhead had risen from the dispute between the old and new to the dispute between the prince and the emperor.

It was right that they wanted to help the prince to ascend to the throne, but they did not dare to disobey the old emperor.

On the stage, Zhou Chengrui had a smile on his face, but his heart was already filled with murderous intent.

He couldn't speak at this time. Even if he did, he could only agree with the right prime minister. If he didn't agree, it would mean that he thought his father was not as good as him, which was disloyal, unfilial and deceitful.The crime of committing a crime against the emperor!

Amid the noise of the crowd, the right prime minister looked at Wang Que with a smile, and he whispered: "Wang Que, you are the son of a small family, how dare you get involved in the court dispute?"

"How can a young boy like you get involved in our disputes?"

Wang Que's heart sank, and he whispered: "Prime Minister, you are too kind."

The right prime minister still smiled and whispered: "This is just an appetizer. I have already checked your background and your wife's background."

"The daughter of a guilty minister, and the son of a remote small family, how dare you fight with me?"

"Wait a minute, you I know how stupid it is for you to join the prince's camp. The only daughter of a guilty minister who was left behind, let's get rid of her this time, ant."

"Daughter of a guilty minister? Ant?" Wang Que's murderous intent became even more intense when he heard this. He was originally suppressing his anger, but at this moment, he didn't suppress it anymore and directly replied: "The old man has a bad temper."

"You are just a right prime minister, what qualifications do you have to bark at me!"

"When the prince successfully ascends the throne, how long do you think you can live?"

"Since you have torn your face, I won't pretend anymore, The reason why I joined the prince's camp is to destroy your Right Prime Minister's lineage!"

"I'm telling you, when I confiscate your family's property, I'll sell all your women, including your mother and daughter, to the most remote areas. By then, even beggars can get their daughters for a copper coin!"

"Oh, by the way, I won't let your son go either. I'll castrate him and tie him to the manure pit like a dog to guard it day and night!"

The Right Prime Minister's face trembled, but his scheming allowed him to still smile, but his voice was murderous: "You are really good "You are so bold. Your father-in-law Mo Jiuge was just a small cannon fodder back then. You, a mid-stage Yuandan ant, dare to boast!"

"I am not boasting. I am asking you to crawl under my crotch!"

"How dare you!" The right prime minister shouted coldly, and then raised his voice to Emperor Yunlong: "Your Majesty, we ministers are arguing about this matter. Why don't we ask Yun Yang, the poet, about this matter?"

"Ask him whether this poem is written for you, Your Majesty, or for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

This move directly pushed Wang Que between life and death.

If he dared to say that it was written for the Crown Prince at this moment, he would be disrespectful to the monarch.

And if he dared to say that it was written for His Majesty, he would be publicly damaging the Crown Prince's face! He damaged the face of the new powerful and made it difficult for him to raise his head in the Crown Prince's camp!

Such a sinister move is not without poison.