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Chapter 1800 Leave a thread in everything

His words made everyone in the room not know how to answer for a while.

Didn’t anyone think about Zhao Yun’s proposal at the beginning?

How is that possible!

But does anyone dare to make it blatantly?

Unless you really don't plan to kill yourself.

If this is true, you can bravely stand up and take on the charge of killing your father and murdering the ministers in the court. I think your prince will be very grateful to you.

"Why, do you think this suggestion is not feasible?"

Anyway, he was destined to be unable to obtain the imperial edict and jade seal before the city gate was broken. Since this position could no longer be legitimate, why should he care about whether he had recited a slander or multiple slanderes?

He is now completely in a state of giving up.

"Your Highness, this..."

As the person with the highest status and authority besides the royal family members, Liang Wanyou, who was watched by a group of officials, looked at Zhao Yun under pressure.

But he hesitated for a while but still couldn't express what he wanted to say.

You can't just say that he supports the prince to kill the emperor and the ministers in the court, right?

He stays on the front line in everything and meets him in the future. He doesn't want to block his back directly.

Although the man in front of him is his grandson, who can even do his own father can guarantee whether he will get rid of him for the sake of profit after he ascends the throne in the future?

He doesn't want to do such stupid things that he personally gives his own handle to others.

The queen on the side sighed when she saw this, and before she could show an unhappy expression on her face, she looked at the prince and said, "I think the prince's proposal is very good, or do you have any better proposals?"

The group of people shook their heads together, bowed to Zhao Yun, bowed and bowed in a voice, and said in a consistent voice: "Your Highness, the Holy Spirit!"

Pan Zhaoqing had already brought his men to the gate of the palace, and if they had other ways, they would not continue to waste their time here.

No one wants to die if he can survive, and no one wants to live a life of wealth and prosperity.

But this method can only be spoken by the prince in person.

Zhao Yun's gaze swept across the ministers in the room. Seeing that everyone was lowering their heads, no one stood up to oppose him, his face improved a little.

"All up!"

"Prime Minister, please let me 'invite' all the adults detained in the side hall."

He deliberately emphasized the word "please" and it was impossible for Liang Wanyou to understand what he meant.

"Yes, Your Highness!"

In the side hall at this moment, you can actually vaguely hear some fighting outside here.

It was these fighting sounds that made the adults in the side hall who had not stopped all night, and finally stopped their nagging sounds, and Annuo and others who were waiting outside finally could be quiet for a while.

However, whether it was the adults in the hospital or Annuo and others who were staying outside the hospital, they knew very well that the so-called tranquility was only temporary.

The real difficulties they need to face are still ahead.

The palace gate was fighting hotly. As important chips held by the prince, the prince could not put them without using them.

If they guessed correctly, the prince would send someone to mention them soon.
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