Immortal Voices

Rong Xian blinked, her pure eyes looked at Ye Wenchun waterfully, hoping that he could change his mind, and don't mention homework anymore if conscience found it.

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"After the dynasty, the minister will wait for His Majesty in the study." Ye Xixiang said calmly.

Rong Xian: "..."

Rong Xian looked around and saw that no one jumped out to make a clearance for her.

She flinched back toward the dragon chair, her eyes quivered slightly, and her long eyelashes trembled.

Weak and poor and helpless!

It was as if the civil and military forces of the Manchu dynasty bullied her as an emperor.

Su Xuan's expressionless face in the corner cracked, and I felt that His Majesty's play was too much.

If seen by outsiders, maybe she thought that her emperor was just a display and was bullied by the ministers.

Ye Wenchun's eyes flashed helplessness, and His Majesty's unwillingness to learn made him powerless. His Majesty was very conscious when he saw medical treatment.

At the court, someone couldn't help but say, "Your Majesty, there's something to play."

As soon as Rong Xian's eyes lighted, he looked at the man who was making a sound.

Although Rong Xian didn't like the Mu family's eyes, but this person's voice at the moment could be regarded as a relief for her, and she was reluctant to give him a good face.

"Jointly," Rong Xian raised his voice slightly.

With a little smile in her tone, her expression eased.

Seeing this scene, Taimu Mu was relieved and finally bet on it.

Mrs. Mu took the playbook from her arms and handed it out. The little **** standing by the main hall quickly walked towards Huayu. Huayu took the playbook in his own hands and held it in front of Rong Xian. Rong Xian took it seriously from his hands. After taking the playbook, I turned it up pretending. At the same time, he logically threw Kong Shisan's playbook in the corner and fell to the ground. Hua Yan, who was careful in this gesture, couldn't help but converge and smiled.

While Rong Xian was playing the book, Mu Taifu below had started to talk about what he was going to play.

"During the three years of His Majesty's imprisonment in the Five Elements Secret, his imperial imperial power was seized in the DPRK, the imperialists were suppressed, the domestic servants in the government oppressed the people ..." Mu Taifu Xu Xuyu said dozens of leaves The count of the prime minister.

The impassioned tone and expression all told that it was not enough to anger the common people, not to reassure the public, not to comfort the emperor, and not to settle down in Anbang.

The entire Palace of Governmental Affairs could only hear Mu Taifu's excited voice, but he did not know that when he looked up, he could see His Majesty's increasingly somber face.

Rong Xian's action of playing Ben Ben is getting slower and slower. Seeing that Mu Taifu is still beeping below, she slams Zou Ben into Mu Taifu's face.

A loud pop sounded, Mu Taifu's voice stopped abruptly.

There was a dead silence in the hall, and civil and military officials buried his head underneath him, as if he could not wait to bury himself in the ground slit.

Only Ye Wenchun, a large member of the Central People's Court sitting around the table, looked at Mrs. Mu with an ironic look, and the expression on his face was not concealed.

At this time, Mrs. Mu faintly realized that he had made a wrong bet. He had a hunch that his anger was not because of the accusations of Ye Xunxiang, but because of his impeachment of Ye Xunxiang.

Rong Xian stood up slowly, a purple long skirt set off her nobleness and elegance, even if she was angry, she was so calm and rational, and there was no hysterics like ordinary people.

She walked up to Mu Taifu's side from the top, and stood still. She just stood there, but she had an indescribable elegance and calmness. A gentle and peaceful look, at this time, revealed a kind of dignity in the world, which is calm and calm only in the hands of the master of Qiankun, unattainable.

Rong Xian stared at Mu Taipu's bloodless face, his deep eyes were like an ice pond in the abyss. Staring at these unemotional eyes, Mrs. Mu's legs collapsed to the ground, and her voice trembled, "Hey, Your Majesty."

Rong Xian looked at him with no expression: "Mr. Mu is not too young, how can you do such a stupid thing? Even if you are jealous of your prime minister, you shouldn't make yourself more ugly with such an ugly gesture. . There are tens of thousands of mediocrities in this world, and Tianjiao is only a very small part. He will not tell you what geniuses can easily do. It is possible for mediocrity to do it with hard work. This is the biggest lie in the world. "

Her voice was dull and mute, a weird charm beyond words.

Rong Xian closed his eyes and his expression became indifferent. In her tone, she revealed vaguely ruthlessness: "I do not require Mu Taifu to be loyal to the monarch, nor do they require Mu Taifu to be a perfect good person, but to be an official and to be proud and punish corruption; When he was leading the army and fighting, he gave Qing a chance, but Qing didn't seize it. "

Rong Xian slowly opened her eyes, looked at Taimu Mu deeply, turned and walked towards the dragon chair, with a decisive and majestic tone of voice: "She was framed as a prince with a guilty crime, and deceived in concubine. The crime is rampant. Pull it down and execute it. "

The words fell, a mysterious force of order was suddenly depressed, and Mu Taifu, who had collapsed to the ground, was stiff and unable to move. The official uniform on his body was smashed, his half-white hair spread down, and he was so embarrassed that he had been blessing his national transportation to fly out of him.

At this moment, Mrs. Mu repaired everything, and turned into an ordinary old man.

The civil and military officials did not dare to breathe, they were the first time they saw such a large fire.

King Jinkouyuyan, with a word of heaven, can deprive you of everything in one sentence, how majestic.

Rong Xian sat back on the dragon chair and watched the embargo in the palace come in coldly, ready to pull Mu Taipu down for disposal.

Mu Taifu was silent for a moment, waved the hand of the embargo on his shoulders, straightened his clothes, knelt straight, and his voice was old and murky: "Xie Xie, your concubine."

Rong Xian understood what he meant, and groaned, "Qing rest assured. The two brothers and sisters, Bao Mu and Ripple, are safe."

Mu Taifu smiled bitterly, sighed and left the embargo.

Standing outside the palace, he turned back and glanced at the place where he had spent his whole life, showing an expression of remorse.

It was only after he died that he realized that he was wrong all his life. The sister-in-law, who was never in his heart, was the last person to continue his blood of Mu family. And his beloved successor, and this family, will eventually accompany him to Huang Quan. Mu Taipu followed the forbidden army to the execution room outside the palace, and inadvertently saw her daughter Ripple pulling her son toward the side anxiously.

The corner of his mouth moved and he sighed, but he didn't say a word.

The executioner drew his sword in his hand, and Mu Taifu lost all his consciousness in the dark. The only thought he left was to face the long-dead wife.