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【four four eight】

Zhulang looked at his back until he disappeared.

He thought for a moment, turned back to Chenghe Palace and changed into clothes, then hurried out of the palace, dodging into the largest brothel in Yaojing, Yanyu Tower.

The misty building, the orioles sing and the dancing of the swallows, and the fragrance of women. No matter how the outside changes, only this man’s gentle home is always full of ambiguous and erosive smell of powder. Countless men are lost here, and some literati and poets leave behind their eternal masterpieces here.

At the same time, such a place of sensuality is also an excellent place to cover up secrets.

When Zhu Lang's low-key figure was in Chunhua Pavilion on the second floor of Yanyu Building, several middle-aged men with their arms around their women stood up, nodded and clasped their fists.

"See the Second Emperor."

Zhu Lang waved his hand and signaled everyone to avoid the gift. Then he walked to the table to sit down. Several brothel women shook their fans and retreated one by one.

There are only a few men left in the room.

"Everyone..." Zhu Lang glanced at everyone and said, "Long time no see."

Several people looked at each other and said, "I wonder if the Second Emperor is eager to gather me to come, what's the point?"

Zhu Lang said, "You important officials of the court followed me and Zhu Yue to fight for the throne. Unfortunately, I was defeated and took all the crimes to protect you in front of Zhu Yue..."

Zhulang's words aroused the memories of several people, and they sighed—

"The Second Emperor is kind and righteous. If it weren't for the Second Emperor, we would have been beheaded and the nine clans would be destroyed."

"It's rare that the Second Emperor still remembers us."

"Now, I have something to ask for, I wonder if you are willing to help me?"

Zhu Lang said, with an unfathomable expression on his face.

*

On the main hall, during the morning court.

Regent Zhu Yetong officially acted in the government affairs. The formerly famous demon king is now wearing a bright yellow robe and wearing a top dress. He sits upright on the left side of the dragon chaise, with a solemn face and a bit of unshakable majesty on his body.

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"Thirteenth Master, Thirteenth Master, Thousand Years!"

All the ministers bowed to his feet and shouted Thousand Years. The shouts from the hall shook the sky.

"Everyone, from today, within three years, I will be the king of the court. Today, if you have any questions, you will report to the court and leave the court without any questions."

All the ministers reported to the affairs of the court and the country. Just as the morning court was about to end, the censor Song Mingyu stood up-

"Thirteenth Master, I have important matters to report..."

"What's the matter?"

Zhu Yetong's eyes looked at him, and Song Mingyu couldn't help but be shocked by his sharpness and took two steps back.

However, when I remembered Zhulang's entrusted and remembered that I had backing and assistance, I went up to say-

"The so-called regent is to deal with court affairs on behalf of the emperor, so this right should belong to the emperor's brother. But it is said that the Thirteenth Master is not the emperor's biological son, so the empress doc believes that although the regent of the Thirteenth Master was personally granted by the emperor,

But if it weren't for the bloodline of the surname Zhu, it would be a bit unreasonable for Thirteenth Master to occupy the position of the Regent."

As soon as Song Mingyu said this, the government and the country were shocked, and all civil and military officials all showed shock.

"Mr. Song..."

Zhu Yetong stood up and walked step by step to Song Mingyu. Song Mingyu was forced by Zhu Yetong's momentum and couldn't help but tremble all over.

"Ten... Thirteenth Master, what I said is true. If you don't believe it, you can... you can summon witnesses, and you will be with the Queen Mother... and the Queen Mother..."

"How about you with the Queen Mother?"

Zhu Yetong's hand suddenly grabbed Song Mingyu's throat, and with a crack, blood flowed out of Song Mingyu's mouth.

"Stop!" Suddenly, a delicate shout came from the hall. Everyone turned around and looked over. Queen Qin, wearing a phoenix robe and a phoenix crown, walked towards the hall under the crowd.


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