The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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Ling Shian's gaze was patrolling among the ministers, and finally fell on Zhen Yongtang. Zhen Yongtang did not kneel to the ground like other ministers, but kneeled straight, like a thin old face. To this side, too far away, with a rain curtain in the middle, Ling Shian couldn't see Zhen Yongtang's expression clearly, but he could obviously feel the provocation and ridicule of Zhen Yongtang, and he suddenly jumped in his heart and suddenly thought, this July 7 is the lucky day singled out by Zhen Yongtang!

Ling Shian was furious in his heart, so he wanted to go down and handed over Zhen Yongtang, but he must have been the enthronement ceremony, and he had already died a happy father-in-law. If he bleeds again, I am afraid that it will be difficult for the enthronement ceremony to continue. Ling Shian had to grind his teeth to hold back. He took a deep breath and slowly spit it out. While inserting the sword back into the scabbard, he turned around and walked swiftly to Zhong Mingzheng, then said in a deep voice: "Qi Long live Ye! All the civil and military officials have gathered, and the ceremony will begin immediately! "

Zhong Mingzheng's face was already dark, and he didn't seem to hear Ling Shi'an's voice. He looked directly at the pouring rain outside, and his chest undulated violently, obviously showing what he was enduring. .

"The right phase ..." Seeing that Zhong Mingzheng didn't respond, Ling Shian was too busy to turn to Zhao Changrong, who knelt on the ground and didn't dare to move, and gave him a wink, indicating that he would be released.

Zhao Changrong was just shocked by the sudden rainstorm and the blood-stained scene. At this time, he had already reacted. He looked at the decree that was dropped on the ground and still stained with blood. He had to kneel and crawl over, reached up and picked up the imperial edict, holding it with both hands, and then said loudly to the civil and military officials under his head: "Jiasheng Thirty-fourth of July, the seventh day, the emperor was prepared to dare to use Xuanmu. Emperor God, Hou Tu God ... "

"Long live Lord!" Ling Shi'an watched Zhong Mingzheng walk out without saying a word, holding a sharp sword just pulled from his waist. Ling Shi'an screamed badly, so busy, he whispered, "Long live Lord , Don't you ... "

Ling Shian didn't say anything anymore. He knew that he couldn't persuade Zhong Mingzheng, and now he had to stubbornly bow down and follow Zhong Mingzheng into the pouring rain.

"... Whether Tai Xiangyan, abandonment, uselessness, no kinship, Sui Fu ..." Zhao Changrong was still following the Sacred Decree, just thinking about it, just watching a figure walking past him. Startled, he looked up and saw that Zhong Mingzheng walked down one step at a time with the sword in his hand. Zhao Changrong couldn't help but look at the sword with water flowing on the ground, and looked at the rain-washed, Zhong Mingzheng's axe. With a face in his heart, there was a "chuck" in his heart, his hands flicked, and the sacred decree fell to the ground again.

Zhong Mingzheng seemed to hear the movements behind him, he stopped his feet, turned slowly, and looked at the imperial decree that could hardly discern the handwriting after being soaked in rain, and paused, his eyes moved to Zhao Changrong's trembling and whitewashing again. With a look on his face, he looked at Zhao Changrong and said lightly: "Continue to read."

"Yes! Weichen obeyed his orders!" Zhao Changrong nodded, and his entire face was soaked in the cold rain. Zhao Changrong felt a suffocation. He thought about the eyes that Zhong Mingzheng had just looked at. And it seemed that he had spent most of his life in the eunuchs. He had never seen any scenes or experienced winds and rains. He had never had such a terrified experience. It was clearly his nephew. Ah, obviously he is his uncle.