Tuoba Hong finished talking about this matter with simplicity and clarity when the guards finished it.
It was originally a shock like a bolt from the blue, but compared to what he had just experienced today, the huge shock was not shocked either.
He just felt tired.
Even inquiry is casual.
"All what you said is true?"
"The little minister summoned the local people to investigate, and they all said so... Dozens of people witnessed the true face of the murderer with their own eyes... Whether it is true, as long as those people see it, they will be sure..."
Tuoba Hong fell into silence, as if all this was irrelevant.
"What should I do with your Majesty...?"
They were waiting for his order.
However, he turned a deaf ear and waved his hand to let the guards go out.
"His Majesty……"
“Get out!!”
Establishing the Zheng Hall, quieting again.
It was a surprisingly dead silence, like a cloudy day before the storm, so gloomy that it was speechless. Tuoba Hong slowly stood up and walked to the window.
In the corridor outside, a man stood under the eaves with his back to his back. He also looked into the distance and the sunset all over the sky. His clothes were already tattered and tattered, with the smell of soil and flying dust...
There were even blood-stained scars, new and old scars that were festering day after day... However, this would never make him look dirty and dirty, not at all.
Even his back was still straight.
Just like the setting sun this night, this brilliant and boundless silver light belt appeared because of him.
It was as if you heard the breeze blowing through the golden wheat waves, so thin, rustling sounds, so undulating golden, just like the little prince's golden hair - no, that was Feng Feng's lonely back, so wandering and simple
The child, holding daisies in his hands, walked in the dim street lights...
Someone was laughing, giggling, crisp and pleasant: "Ye Jia, call me at four o'clock next time..."
"Why?"
"Because that, at three o'clock, I will start to feel happy..."
...
Then, a heavy sound behind him was like a very ordinary burst of lightning and thunder in summer.