He Yougui pondered for a long time, but Wang Wenzheng seemed not in a hurry. He just sat on the high dragon throne, looking at him... smiling without saying a word...
"Your Majesty... the old minister thinks... it's too early to say whether this is a good or a bad thing now! Your Majesty might as well not rush to issue an imperial edict. The old minister wrote a letter and asked Prince Yan... before making a decision..." He Yougui racked his brains, and finally came up with a plan to delay the military. However, he had just said that a good plan, and the group of "censors" who were doing nothing all day long did not do it!
"Why did the Marquis of Wu'an say this? The Emperor issued an edict! Why should I ask my ministers first??"
"I commented on it! The emperor is the king of a country, and the king is the father of all people! How can we mess up the etiquette and law? Let me ask you!!"
"I also agree! Although the prince is of great merit, he is still your Majesty's minister after all! Everything should be decided by Your Majesty!"
"Mr. Wu'an said this is suspected of being a private friend to foreign ministers! I dare to submit a report! Your Majesty should investigate Dali Temple! If there is any..."
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He Yougui slowly turned his head and looked at the group of "mad dogs", almost laughing out loud on the spot...
Good guy...it's all biting me!?
Why didn’t I realize that you were so "loyal and loyal" when Prince was there?
Wang Wen was not disappointed by He Yougui. Without waiting for the slogan to finish his words, he slapped the dragon case and stood up and cursed: "He Aiqing is loyal to the emperor and patriotism! He worked hard for the country for half his life! Why did you frame him casually!! The person comes! Drag this person out of the hall! Thirty-year battles! Don't be beaten to death!"
have to……
Another censor who misread the "wind direction"... fell into decline...
The guards outside the hall did not say anything, and stepped forward and took off the man's black veil. The two of them forked him out from left and right. In the square outside the hall, two guards had already brought benches and staffs. They just waited for the man to be tied up tightly and immediately swung them! Waves of wailing and screaming came immediately, which scared the faces of the censors to turn away and hurriedly retreated to their respective ranks...
Thirty major battles...
What concept?
No need to ignore it...
This is clearly showing that he is going to kill him...
The two executioners were using their energy to feed themselves at this moment, just because His Majesty said it was a serious battle!!
Yes……
Even if you are playing a board, there are tricks here...
Thirty...
Thirty years of responsibility...
Thirty major battles...
The results are completely different...
If the emperor said it was thirty years... Then this slogan would not only not die, but would also be able to jump around and walk vigorously in less than half a month!
If it is said that he is thirty-year-old, he must keep his breath and let him lie on the bed for half a year, have a memory, and then drag his broken leg back to "go to work"...
But the emperor said it was a thirty-year-old battle... and added a sentence that would not be killed! That is to let the guards take their lives within thirty battles! If they can't be killed, the guards will die!
Do they dare not fight for their lives? The boards were interrupted! As expected, after 20 strokes, the screams outside the hall gradually became weaker from strong to weaker, and from weak to none. After the thirty boards were hit, the guards stepped forward to take a breath and lost their anger!
OK! You can hand in the deal!!
The body was dragged away, and clear water was poured on the ground, leaving one person to report...
"Your Majesty! After thirty battles, this man has been killed on the spot!!"
"Well... go down..." Wang Wenzheng sat upright on the dragon throne, his face gloomy, and he sighed, muttering in a low voice: "Why can't help but fight like this... It's a fate that should be the last one..." This shows that he is definitely not a tyrant!
But the group of censors below were almost scared at this moment...
Immediately, on the basis of sacrificing a colleague, I reached a unified opinion...
Anyone can join in the future... but you must never join the Marquis of Wu'an again!!
"Your Majesty calms down... Take care of the dragon's body is important..."
"Your Majesty calms down—! It's important to take care of the dragon's body—!"
After Mr. He said this, the ministers below immediately bowed in unison...
Wang Wenzheng still looked very regretful, waved his hand in "extremely painful" and said in a deep voice: "My dear friends, please calm down..."
At this moment... the whole scene was finished and the North Korean discussion was restored as before...
"I think He Aiqing's words just now are very appropriate... After all, marriage is not a trivial matter. It is better for He Aiqing to write a letter on my behalf, ask Prince Yan and make a decision..."
"My minister! Receive the order..."
He Yougui bowed and bowed, and this matter was concluded...
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Two days later...
An 800-mile urgent letter was sent from the capital to Tongshun Camp in the Port City...
When Yan Bing saw the first line of the letter, his eyebrows immediately twisted into twists...
Wang Tongyan…????
Um…………
Um……………
Who is here!??
Why does this name sound so familiar???
"Report to the head coach! The artillery of the twelve battleships has been put into the warehouse! Please check it out!"
"Oh! OK!"
Yan Bing threw the letter on the table and then strode out of the handsome tent...
When Yan Bing remembered the girl playing with paper umbrella again, she had already boarded the boat...www.Bayizw.????m
Damn it!!
I remembered it!!
That's not Wen Miao's aunt!!
"It's just a mess!!!"
Yan Bing blurted out an angry remark that scared the craftsmen and shivered... He hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Prince, do you think there is something wrong? Tell me, the younger ones correct it immediately!"
"Ah??" Yan Bing was slightly stunned, then looked up at the newly equipped artillery warehouse, then looked down at the foreman who was kneeling in groups, and quickly waved his hand and explained: "No, I just remembered an emergency military service, which has nothing to do with your fortifications... Hahaha... nothing to do..."
"Oh, Oh!"
A group of foremen then took a breath of relief and stood up one after another...
"Well... the thickness of this partition is just right... It's too thin, and it will shatter if it hits a little. It's too thick, and it will affect... Ren Keqi! You come and continue to investigate for me! I will deal with emergency military affairs first!" Yan Bing was confused at this moment and couldn't calm down at all. He simply handed over the matter, turned around and walked out of the cabin, heading straight for his handsome tent...
If I remember correctly... at the end of the first line... it seems that the word "marriage grant" is written!! Then this is a big deal!!
Not only Wen Miao is anxious! That girl Lingyue is afraid that she will tear me apart!!
Damn it!!
Who came up with this bad idea???
Is this trying to kill me!??
Yan Bing lifted the curtain and walked in quickly, spread out two pieces of letter paper and looked carefully...
It would be fine if I didn't look at it... I saw it, and it was burned with anger!!