Since it is none of these, it can only be Jiang Fengchuan.
Rong Qin's words couldn't be more obvious. If Jiang Fengchuan appears here tonight, his words are not just a discussion, but a threat.
Among the crowd, someone secretly underestimated:
"The Third Highness has only been in charge of the country for a few days. If he proclaims himself king so early, I'm afraid..."
Although he said this in a low voice, Rong Qin was a martial arts practitioner, so naturally he couldn't escape his ears.
Immediately, he winked at Tu You, and Tu You nodded, pulled out the speaker from the crowd, and made him kneel down in front of Jiang Fengchuan.
Lord Taishi, Zhao Xun.
When he was captured by Tu You, he was already frightened to death. Now he was being scrutinized by the officials and Rong Qin. He was lying on the ground and did not even dare to straighten his waist.
Jiang Fengchuan calmly took a sip of wine, cast a cold and cold look at Zhao Xun, and said in a depressed voice: "Master Zhao seems to have other opinions on my enthronement, so I might as well say it here, I'm afraid... …I’m afraid what?”
Although Jiang Fengchuan said so, the murderous aura around him did not restrain at all. How could Zhao Xun dare to answer the question?
He slowly raised his head, looked at Jiang Fengchuan fearfully, and then cast his gaze on the relatively gentle Rong Qin. After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't dare to speak.
"Chen, minister..."
Rong Qin was a little impatient waiting, but he did not write this emotion on his face. Instead, he gave him a smile that did not need to panic: "Master Zhao has something to say, but it doesn't matter. All the ministers are sitting here, and there is always someone there." I have the same opinion as you, and I don’t think Mr. Supervisor will make things difficult for you.”
Zhao Xun wiped away cold sweat and was doubtful of Rong Qin's words, but his expression softened at least.
That's right, there are so many people here, even if Jiang Fengchuan wants to cover the sky with one hand, he still has to ask them if they agree.
He only brought a few guards with him, so he would definitely not dare to fight with him.
Zhao Xun felt confident as he thought this, and his back straightened unconsciously.
Some words were spoken hesitantly: "I thought..."
Pei Qi looked at Zhao Xun and naturally knew what he wanted to say.
As the Taishi of the current dynasty, Zhao Xun accompanied the emperor to record his daily life. If Jiang Fengchuan ascended the throne, he would always be by the tyrant's side. If he did anything inappropriate, he would be killed.
How dare he agree to Jiang Fengchuan's succession?
But……
No, I can’t say that!
Having said that, it’s all over!
Duan Qianjun, what are you waiting for? Why don't you stop it quickly!
Pei Qi cast his eyes for help on Duan Qianjun, and saw that he was holding the beauty in his arms, looking fascinated, with no intention of intervening.
Pei Qi couldn't help but curse secretly.
"I thought that the king's matter was..."
Seeing that Zhao Xun was about to veto Jiang Fengchuan, Pei Qi didn't care too much for a moment and stood up immediately: "Master Zhao, wait a minute..."
"lady."
Unexpectedly, Pei Qi's words were only halfway out of her mouth when Rong Qin, who was still some distance away from her, suddenly appeared in front of her and stopped her, interrupting her words. His deep eyes looked into her eyes with a strong warning. , pushing her back to her seat before she could stand up.
He even tapped her acupuncture points.
"The Prime Minister is discussing court affairs with the Supervisor and Mr. Zhao. As a wife, it is not appropriate to talk too much. Do you understand?"
Although Rong Qin's expression remained calm, the force of his hands squeezed Pei Qi's shoulders so much that it hurt, and he was obviously a little angry.
Pei Qi moved his lips. Although he felt a little afraid of Rong Qin's warning, it was fleeting.
She wanted to struggle again, but because of the acupuncture points, it was difficult to move, and she couldn't even make a sound.
He could only watch Rong Qin continue to act.
He turned around and raised his hand slightly: "My wife is not sensible. Please don't blame me, Mr. Zhao. You can continue."
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Zhao Xun didn't dare to blame Rong Qin. He just glanced at Pei Qi and then turned his attention to Jiang Fengchuan: "I think it is better to put aside the matter of the new monarch for some time before discussing it. , at least... first find out the ins and outs of the prince's murder of the late emperor, and give an explanation to the people."
"Prince?" Jiang Fengchuan pinched his chin thoughtfully, his smile not reaching his eyes: "Master Zhao, do you mean that you have doubts about the result of the prince poisoning the late emperor, or do you mean that in your eyes, the prince is in prison? Among them, who is more suitable to be the emperor than this palace, the supervising country?"
"In retrospect, after my father died of illness, I worked very hard to handle my father's funeral affairs. If not, the Dasheng Kingdom would have been turned upside down long ago. But I really can't understand why it has taken so long. I But you still can’t get Mr. Zhao’s approval?”
Jiang Fengchuan's voice was not loud, but he was not angry at this extremely silent banquet.
The way he looked at Zhao Xun was like looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, with disdain.
Zhao Xun had gained some courage, but at this moment he suddenly lost his temper and quickly knelt down and said, "Lord Supervisor, please calm down, I have no intention of doing so!"
"The truth is, I don't think Lord Zhao has any objections to the enthronement of the Supervisor State. I wonder if the Supervisor State can listen to what I have to say?" Rong Qin walked to Zhao Xun's side, faced Jiang Fengchuan, and held him in front of Zhao Xun like a god. A glimmer of hope.
Jiang Fengchuan was also very cooperative. He waved his hand lazily and sang along with Rong Qin, indicating for him to continue talking.
After receiving Jiang Fengchuan's permission, Rong Qin lowered his eyes, stretched out his hand to hold Zhao Xun's arm, and asked him to straighten his upper body: "I thought, what Mr. Zhao just said was just to let the prison country give the late emperor a chance as soon as possible. I explain that Mr. Zhao is the Taishi of the current dynasty, and he has been with the emperor for some years. He is worthy of the late emperor's holy grace, and it is understandable that he misses the late emperor deeply. Presumably, the supervisor of the country is also the same as the minister, and he has the same feelings for Mr. Zhao. I am very moved by my thoughtfulness.”
Hearing this, Jiang Fengchuan stood up from his seat and approached Zhao Xun from top to bottom, with a look of enlightenment on his face: "Listening to what your right minister said, I have misunderstood Mr. Zhao. You don't have to kneel down. Please get up quickly."
After hearing Jiang Fengchuan's words, Zhao Xun's heart, which was once again clenched, finally dropped again. He was really tormented by going to heaven and then to earth.
Unexpectedly, before his hanging heart fell to the ground, Jiang Fengchuan suddenly changed the subject, and his smiling eyes were instantly filled with murderous aura: "Master Zhao misses my father, and I, like the Prime Minister, are very moved. You might as well." I will grant it to Mr. Zhao, and allow you to accompany my father, the emperor, as an old man, so that you can... write him the emperor's daily life notes underground."
not good!
Pei Qi's eyes widened in an instant. As a burst of exclamation and sigh suddenly erupted in the venue, Jiang Fengchuan had an extra sword in his hand. At this time, it had penetrated Zhao Xun's heart, causing him to stand up halfway. Zhao Xun paused on the spot.
No one thought that Jiang Fengchuan would dare to do it in full view of the public, in front of the ministers...
A fatal blow.
