After experiencing heavy rain all night long, in addition to the sudden cold weather in Jinling City the next day, the whole city was filled with a comfortable freshness. On this day's court meeting, the ministers also felt an unprecedented novelty. , because Emperor Li Jing suddenly changed his recent decadent appearance and showed his domineering side. For the first time, he issued a series of decrees that stunned the ministers without any consultation.
Most people don't know what subversive event happened in the palace last night, which was enough to make Li Jing make such abnormal behavior as changing his order day and night. After he curtly stated that the previously discussed matter of Li Yuan's rebellion was "suspicious," he waved to Liu Shaojian to unfold the imperial edict he had prepared and began to read it. The content was full of praise for Li Yuan's victory over the Han army and related rewards. , changing his extremely fearful attitude towards him yesterday.
Like a bolt from the blue, left prime minister Feng Yanji and deputy privy minister Wei Cen turned red and panicked. Apparently they were caught off guard by Li Jing's sudden move. He received a slap in the face, but when his plan failed inexplicably, how could he give up so easily?
After months of hard work and planning, it was completely overturned in just one night. Who can be willing to do this?
Even though he didn't understand what was going on, Feng Yanji hurriedly stood up and tried to stop him. Unexpectedly, Li Jing, who was sitting on the dragon throne, gave him a rare cold look full of murderous intent. This shocked the powerful left prime minister. He could only hold back the words he wanted to say.
After reluctantly scanning around, Feng Yanji realized that the Right Chancellor Xu Xuan, the Privy Councilor Chen Jue, the Minister of Zhongshu Han Xizai and others were all missing today, and the Minister of Civil Affairs Shen Zhao and others, these important ministers of King Zheng's party Jindu maintained a calm and strange smile throughout the whole process, and did not show any displeasure. This very abnormal behavior made Feng Yanji frown.
With extremely complicated thoughts in his mind, after going to court, Feng Yanji still walked out of the hall slowly, surrounded by the enthusiasm of a group of party members. He felt the warmth of the rain and the sky shining on him for a few breaths, but suddenly he heard a sonorous and powerful sound. The sound of footsteps came from my ears, followed by the sharp sound of "ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping,".
The dazzling sunlight made Feng Yanji's slender eyes narrow into slits. Just as he was about to close his eyes to delay the discomfort, a powerful old voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "By His Majesty's decree, please ask Prime Minister Feng Enter Dali Temple."
As if awakened by the words, Feng Yanji regained his composure and turned around, only to see that the group of courteous and flattering ministers who had just been around him had already fled away with frightened expressions on their faces. Even the deputy privy councillor, whom he had single-handedly supported and was usually the most loyal to, had fled. Wei Cen, as if avoiding the plague, lowered his head and retreated to the side of the palace gate. Already standing beside him was an armored and white-bearded general and hundreds of fully armed Forbidden Army soldiers.
"General Ancestor." Feng Yanji's heart sank, but he still calmly adjusted his clothes, forced out a smile, and asked with his hands behind his back: "Why is there such a big battle? This is the main hall - "
However, Zu Zhongen seemed not to give face to the current left prime minister. He tightened the hilt of the sword at his waist and interrupted expressionlessly: "Is it because Prime Minister Feng's ears are not good? I will say it again. According to your majesty's decree, please Head to Dali Temple."
Zu Zhongen deliberately raised his voice and looked sternly around the frightened ministers who were watching. Some of them thought they had heard wrongly. Not only did they look puzzled, but they even tried to flatter Feng Yanji and take credit. Kang was planning to make a speech, but at this moment his legs were trembling, and it seemed that it was difficult to even stay standing.
Not only were these ministers unexpected, but even Feng Yanji, who had enjoyed the glory for half his life, could not believe that he would encounter a situation where swords and swords were being pressed against him in the palace, and in full view of the public, he secretly smiled bitterly and said that he had tried his best to serve such a great minister. Why did your Majesty not even give him a trace of face these years...
Feng Yanji's reluctance is naturally far more than just his own face. Although he understands the principle of "if the king wants his minister to die, he must die" and also knows that he has indeed done many unknown things over the years, but he has been the leader of the court for so many years. , how can you not even understand how you died?
Could it be that Shouzhou's layout was exposed? But even if he couldn't make it leak-proof, all the arrangements were very strict. How could something happen overnight? Could it be that Xu Xuan and other members of King Zheng's party secretly rebelled? But even if Xu Xuan and others reported the crime, how could they themselves escape responsibility? What's the use of killing a thousand enemies and losing eight hundred to yourself...
After thinking about it wildly, Feng Yanji then showed a calm attitude, raised his hands and said in salute: "Old General, what did I do? After all, I, Feng Yanji, am the left prime minister of the dynasty. Even if I make any mistakes, I still need three ministers. ——”
"What nonsense!" Zu Zhongen waved his hands ruthlessly and loudly said: "Take it away!"
Seeing the soldiers approaching with strong backs and strong backs, Feng Yanji could no longer care about the disrespect in front of others, his face flushed with anxiety, and he scolded: "How dare you! Zu Zhongen, you dare to humiliate the truth! Are you impatient with life?" ?”
Zu Zhongen spat disdainfully and said: "Haha, for a guy like you, I didn't know how many people I chopped down back then! If you are wise, shut up and you will suffer less later!"
Seeing that the imperial guards under his command seemed to be a little afraid of the power of the powerful prime minister in the past, they did not dare to take another step in front of Feng Yanji, and they were hesitant. Zu Zhongen drew his sword in dissatisfaction and said loudly: "Why are you hesitating? Are you trying to resist the decree? Take him away quickly!"
I don't know which forbidden soldier gritted his teeth first and pressed Feng Yanji's shoulders. Then the soldiers rushed forward and effortlessly knocked down the thin Feng Yanji, and then dragged him to the corridor.
"You are so brave!" Feng Yanji endured the severe pain in his body, and while being dragged forward, he shouted at the top of his voice in embarrassment: "I want to see your Majesty! I want to see your Majesty!... ..”
A shocking scene suddenly unfolded. Most of the ministers around were Feng Yanji's followers. How could they not be trembling with fear? What was before them was just a realistic and cruel truth. No matter how arrogant a minister was, he was just a minister after all. In front of the emperor, one should never overestimate his position.
"Everyone, if you have nothing to do, please come back!" After leaving a playful smile to the ministers, Zu Zhongen withdrew his sharp gaze and continued to move forward with his sword calmly and calmly as usual, facing Bu Bu. The Forbidden Army troops in the distance followed.
From a distance, I saw Feng Yanji being dragged away like a dead dog, and his heart-rending shouts were even more frightening. The remaining ministers were like a leaderless group at this time, and they were all at a loss.
Although none of these ministers could figure out why the emperor Li Jing, who had been extremely fond of Feng Yanji for many years, decided to be cruel today and rarely used the veteran Zu Zhongen to come in person. However, according to Zu Zhongen's words, Feng Yanji left here. Dali Temple is obviously in danger, and correspondingly, if Feng Yanji really collapses from now on, it also means that their good days will soon come to an end.
"Feng Xiang is in trouble, what should we do? What should we do?"
Something unexpected happened, and the ministers were so anxious that they all turned their attention to Wei Cen, who was standing silently by the palace door. It was obvious that everyone was still used to the conventions of the officialdom. The seats were arranged according to their positions. As the Deputy Privy Envoy, Wei Cen was second only to Left Chancellor Feng Yanji, and was promoted by Feng Yanji, so he naturally became their backbone.
"Today's incident is really weird, and I can't figure out the truth..." Wei Cen gritted his teeth and kept flashing his eyes. After a moment, he sighed: "That's it, the only way to go to Jiujiu is now. Huashan..."
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