Chapter 37: 37
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Wen Jiu followed Wang Liang to the Imperial Study, and just as they arrived at the front of the hall, they coincidentally bumped into Wang Zhi Cheng and a few senior ministers.
A few of them frowned and said: "Xie Heng must die! If he can still live in this world after killing Changning, wouldn't we all have to tie our heads to our belts and go out? "
This world was never a peaceful one. There were righteous pillars everywhere that dominated the mountains. There were only a few military generals in the imperial court who could use them, so they could only close their eyes and allow them to be demons.
But when Xie Heng's precedent was set, those people would become even more arrogant. When that time came, those who were called dog officials by them all day would definitely be the first to suffer.
Everyone present clearly understood in their hearts that even though they were resentful towards Xie Heng, they did not mention him. They only said, "Our lives are still small matters! It has only been half a month, and the Great Jin has already been used three times, without Xie Heng's head, how could those barbarians leave it at that? "
"Chief Minister Wang."
Someone said in a low voice, "The emperor has always wanted to negotiate. This time, it won't be just because of that Xie Family brat that with a few words …"
Wang Zhi Cheng coughed, everyone looked up and saw Wang Liang bringing Wen Jiu over, all of them kept quiet, and only Chief Minister Wang kept quiet and greeted him, "Eunuch Wang."
"It's snowing heavily today, and the roads are slippery and difficult to traverse. Milords, please be careful of your feet when you leave the palace."
Wang Liang smiled as he reminded her.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, both sides brushed past each other.
Wen Jiu raised his eyes and looked at the palace in front of him. The road in Dijing City, was not just difficult on snowy days.
The imperial study was burning with ambergris, a strong scent that covered up all the smells.
Wen Jiu bowed, then said: "Greetings, Your Majesty."
Zhao Yi sat behind the imperial desk. Most of the suggestions that the ministers had made had nothing to do with him, and the majesty of an emperor was flourishing in his body. "Who do you think will deserve to die if Xie Heng doesn't die? All the officials in the Conference Hall said that Xie Heng had to die. Wen Clan, give us a reason not to kill Xie Heng. "
Wen Jiu said: "My eldest brother killed Yan Valley to ensure the safety of our citizens, and the Spirit Star Realm cavalry massacred one hundred and thirty thousand people. Such a debt of blood, shouldn't we let them use the same amount of blood to repay it?"
Zhao Yi stood up, slapping the table: "Women's perspective! If he doesn't have second thoughts, why did he kill Changning and defend himself? "
"A traitor who sold his country for glory, don't you want to keep him alive for the new year?"
Wen Jiu suddenly shouted, her eyes filled with determination, "My elder brother only did what every courageous Great Yan citizen would do, he is a hero! Anyone can die, but he has to live! "
Zhao Yi's anger reached his heart, and he suddenly coughed, his entire face turning pale white.
Wang Liang immediately rushed to support her, "Your majesty, your majesty, don't be angry! Take care of the dragon's body! "Your Majesty …"
Wen Jiu was a little astonished. She remembered that at this time, Zhao Yi was already severely ill in her previous life, and that the few princes couldn't even compete for power, so the Great Jin took advantage of this internal conflict in order to launch an attack.
But in this life, Zhao Fan had already run to the Changping County with the Imperial Jade Seal, and when the bloodbath occurs again, Zhao Yi could still sit inside the Conference Hall to discuss national affairs.
When Wen Jiu first saw him, he did not feel anything strange. Now, he realized that Zhao Yi's illness was probably being suppressed by forceful treatment.
The emperor was coughing so much that he could not speak, but his gaze was already on Wen Jiu, his expression growing darker and darker.
Wang Liang took it easy for Zhao Yi and said: "Men, get Miss Wen out!"
Just as the two internal servant s entered, Zhao Yi resisted shouting loudly, "Get out!"
At that moment, even Wang Liang's face was ashen, and he immediately ordered his men to retreat.
Zhao Yi coughed and walked over to Wen Jiu. His footsteps were unsteady and his eyes were cloudy. He looked at her for a long time and suddenly asked: "Your surname is Wen?"
The question came as a sudden one, and it puzzled everyone.
Wen Jiu forcefully suppressed the astonishment in his heart, and said indifferently: "Reporting to the Emperor, this humble woman's surname is Wen Ming."
"Your home... Is there anyone else? "
Zhao Yi stared into her eyes, as if he had to find the answer he wanted from her mouth.
Wen Jiu's eyes reddened a little, but he did not have much of an expression on his face. "My family's younger brother and husband all died to the hands of the cavalry of Great Jin, not even their corpses remained."
Zhao Yi was slightly stunned.
However, Wen Jiu kneeled on the ground and said, "Your Majesty, this humble girl doesn't understand the world of any nation. I only know that the result of killing my own people to please the enemy will only be death itself. I am willing to die for Xie Heng, and only hope that he can live and protect my Great Yan. "
The Imperial study was silent.
Zhao Yi stood in front of Wen Jiu and was speechless for a long time.
After an unknown amount of time, Wen Jiu was kneeling on the ground and had almost lost consciousness. A pair of aged hands suddenly helped her up and instructed the internal servant outside, "Send Miss Wen out of the palace."
Wen Jiu raised his head and looked at her, "Your Majesty!"
Zhao Yi waved his hand.
Even though Wen Jiu knew that Zhao Yi was a suspicious and changeable emperor, he could not react in time. What did he mean by this?
internal servant came over and brought her out of the royal study.
Zhao Yi held onto the imperial desk and coughed for a long time. After taking a deep breath with great difficulty, he muttered: "Looks so much like her."
Wang Liang's face changed slightly.
Zhao Yi suddenly turned his head to look at Wang Liang, "Do you still remember how long she has been gone?"
Wang Liang's expression was a little stiff, and forced out a smile. "This servant is old, and my memory isn't too good either. I don't know what the emperor is talking about …"
The emperor in front of him had not mentioned that person for over ten years. All these years, the empress dowager and princes and princesses were present as well.
"You old slick."
Zhao Yi looked at Wen Jiu's disappearing figure, as though he had fallen into some kind of memory. "When she went to the West Chu and marriage ceremony, she wasn't even at Wen Jiu's age yet …
Wang Liang did not reply, but the cinnabar mole on the emperor's chest involuntarily surfaced in his mind.
The Miss Wen was indeed very similar to that person.
Wen Jiu still couldn't figure it out the entire way out of the palace.
Everyone said that it was difficult to fathom a Sovereign's Heart, but Zhao Yi was too lenient towards her this time.
If Zhao Yi was furious and wanted to punish her, this matter would be easier to settle.
If the person who struck the drum gets imprisoned, Xie Heng's matter would become even more serious, and at that time, the entire city would become chaotic, no matter how much the people in the imperial court jumped about, they would not be able to suppress the anger of the crowd.
But Wen Jiu never would have thought that Zhao Yi would let her go so easily.
What had gone wrong? Could it be that this was the new idea that the ministers had come up with for Zhao Yi?
Just as she was about to leave the palace gate, while Wen Jiu's mind was in a mess, an attendant suddenly blocked her path in front.
Wen Jiu looked up, and the attendant lowered his head and retreated to the side. A young man wearing a bright yellow four-clawed python robe walked in front of her, and said softly: "Miss wants to save Xie Heng?"
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Wen Jiu followed Wang Liang to the Imperial Study, and just as they arrived at the front of the hall, they coincidentally bumped into Wang Zhi Cheng and a few senior ministers.
A few of them frowned and said: "Xie Heng must die! If he can still live in this world after killing Changning, wouldn't we all have to tie our heads to our belts and go out? "
This world was never a peaceful one. There were righteous pillars everywhere that dominated the mountains. There were only a few military generals in the imperial court who could use them, so they could only close their eyes and allow them to be demons.
But when Xie Heng's precedent was set, those people would become even more arrogant. When that time came, those who were called dog officials by them all day would definitely be the first to suffer.
Everyone present clearly understood in their hearts that even though they were resentful towards Xie Heng, they did not mention him. They only said, "Our lives are still small matters! It has only been half a month, and the Great Jin has already been used three times, without Xie Heng's head, how could those barbarians leave it at that? "
"Chief Minister Wang."
Someone said in a low voice, "The emperor has always wanted to negotiate. This time, it won't be just because of that Xie Family brat that with a few words …"
Wang Zhi Cheng coughed, everyone looked up and saw Wang Liang bringing Wen Jiu over, all of them kept quiet, and only Chief Minister Wang kept quiet and greeted him, "Eunuch Wang."
"It's snowing heavily today, and the roads are slippery and difficult to traverse. Milords, please be careful of your feet when you leave the palace."
Wang Liang smiled as he reminded her.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, both sides brushed past each other.
Wen Jiu raised his eyes and looked at the palace in front of him. The road in Dijing City, was not just difficult on snowy days.
The imperial study was burning with ambergris, a strong scent that covered up all the smells.
Wen Jiu bowed, then said: "Greetings, Your Majesty."
Zhao Yi sat behind the imperial desk. Most of the suggestions that the ministers had made had nothing to do with him, and the majesty of an emperor was flourishing in his body. "Who do you think will deserve to die if Xie Heng doesn't die? All the officials in the Conference Hall said that Xie Heng had to die. Wen Clan, give us a reason not to kill Xie Heng. "
Wen Jiu said: "My eldest brother killed Yan Valley to ensure the safety of our citizens, and the Spirit Star Realm cavalry massacred one hundred and thirty thousand people. Such a debt of blood, shouldn't we let them use the same amount of blood to repay it?"
Zhao Yi stood up, slapping the table: "Women's perspective! If he doesn't have second thoughts, why did he kill Changning and defend himself? "
"A traitor who sold his country for glory, don't you want to keep him alive for the new year?"
Wen Jiu suddenly shouted, her eyes filled with determination, "My elder brother only did what every courageous Great Yan citizen would do, he is a hero! Anyone can die, but he has to live! "
Zhao Yi's anger reached his heart, and he suddenly coughed, his entire face turning pale white.
Wang Liang immediately rushed to support her, "Your majesty, your majesty, don't be angry! Take care of the dragon's body! "Your Majesty …"
Wen Jiu was a little astonished. She remembered that at this time, Zhao Yi was already severely ill in her previous life, and that the few princes couldn't even compete for power, so the Great Jin took advantage of this internal conflict in order to launch an attack.
But in this life, Zhao Fan had already run to the Changping County with the Imperial Jade Seal, and when the bloodbath occurs again, Zhao Yi could still sit inside the Conference Hall to discuss national affairs.
When Wen Jiu first saw him, he did not feel anything strange. Now, he realized that Zhao Yi's illness was probably being suppressed by forceful treatment.
The emperor was coughing so much that he could not speak, but his gaze was already on Wen Jiu, his expression growing darker and darker.
Wang Liang took it easy for Zhao Yi and said: "Men, get Miss Wen out!"
Just as the two internal servant s entered, Zhao Yi resisted shouting loudly, "Get out!"
At that moment, even Wang Liang's face was ashen, and he immediately ordered his men to retreat.
Zhao Yi coughed and walked over to Wen Jiu. His footsteps were unsteady and his eyes were cloudy. He looked at her for a long time and suddenly asked: "Your surname is Wen?"
The question came as a sudden one, and it puzzled everyone.
Wen Jiu forcefully suppressed the astonishment in his heart, and said indifferently: "Reporting to the Emperor, this humble woman's surname is Wen Ming."
"Your home... Is there anyone else? "
Zhao Yi stared into her eyes, as if he had to find the answer he wanted from her mouth.
Wen Jiu's eyes reddened a little, but he did not have much of an expression on his face. "My family's younger brother and husband all died to the hands of the cavalry of Great Jin, not even their corpses remained."
Zhao Yi was slightly stunned.
However, Wen Jiu kneeled on the ground and said, "Your Majesty, this humble girl doesn't understand the world of any nation. I only know that the result of killing my own people to please the enemy will only be death itself. I am willing to die for Xie Heng, and only hope that he can live and protect my Great Yan. "
The Imperial study was silent.
Zhao Yi stood in front of Wen Jiu and was speechless for a long time.
After an unknown amount of time, Wen Jiu was kneeling on the ground and had almost lost consciousness. A pair of aged hands suddenly helped her up and instructed the internal servant outside, "Send Miss Wen out of the palace."
Wen Jiu raised his head and looked at her, "Your Majesty!"
Zhao Yi waved his hand.
Even though Wen Jiu knew that Zhao Yi was a suspicious and changeable emperor, he could not react in time. What did he mean by this?
internal servant came over and brought her out of the royal study.
Zhao Yi held onto the imperial desk and coughed for a long time. After taking a deep breath with great difficulty, he muttered: "Looks so much like her."
Wang Liang's face changed slightly.
Zhao Yi suddenly turned his head to look at Wang Liang, "Do you still remember how long she has been gone?"
Wang Liang's expression was a little stiff, and forced out a smile. "This servant is old, and my memory isn't too good either. I don't know what the emperor is talking about …"
The emperor in front of him had not mentioned that person for over ten years. All these years, the empress dowager and princes and princesses were present as well.
"You old slick."
Zhao Yi looked at Wen Jiu's disappearing figure, as though he had fallen into some kind of memory. "When she went to the West Chu and marriage ceremony, she wasn't even at Wen Jiu's age yet …
Wang Liang did not reply, but the cinnabar mole on the emperor's chest involuntarily surfaced in his mind.
The Miss Wen was indeed very similar to that person.
Wen Jiu still couldn't figure it out the entire way out of the palace.
Everyone said that it was difficult to fathom a Sovereign's Heart, but Zhao Yi was too lenient towards her this time.
If Zhao Yi was furious and wanted to punish her, this matter would be easier to settle.
If the person who struck the drum gets imprisoned, Xie Heng's matter would become even more serious, and at that time, the entire city would become chaotic, no matter how much the people in the imperial court jumped about, they would not be able to suppress the anger of the crowd.
But Wen Jiu never would have thought that Zhao Yi would let her go so easily.
What had gone wrong? Could it be that this was the new idea that the ministers had come up with for Zhao Yi?
Just as she was about to leave the palace gate, while Wen Jiu's mind was in a mess, an attendant suddenly blocked her path in front.
Wen Jiu looked up, and the attendant lowered his head and retreated to the side. A young man wearing a bright yellow four-clawed python robe walked in front of her, and said softly: "Miss wants to save Xie Heng?"
Wen Jiu followed Wang Liang to the Imperial Study, and just as they arrived at the front of the hall, they coincidentally bumped into Wang Zhi Cheng and a few senior ministers.A few of them frowned and said: "Xie Heng must die! If he can still live in this world after killing Changning, wouldn't we all have to tie our heads to our belts and go out? "This world was never a peaceful one. There were righteous pillars everywhere that dominated the mountains. There were only a few military generals in the imperial court who could use them, so they could only close their eyes and allow them to be demons.But when Xie Heng's precedent was set, those people would become even more arrogant. When that time came, those who were called dog officials by them all day would definitely be the first to suffer.Everyone present clearly understood in their hearts that even though they were resentful towards Xie Heng, they did not mention him. They only said, "Our lives are still small matters! It has only been half a month, and the Great Jin has already been used three times, without Xie Heng's head, how could those barbarians leave it at that? ""Chief Minister Wang."Someone said in a low voice, "The emperor has always wanted to negotiate. This time, it won't be just because of that Xie Family brat that with a few words "Wang Zhi Cheng coughed, everyone looked up and saw Wang Liang bringing Wen Jiu over, all of them kept quiet, and only Chief Minister Wang kept quiet and greeted him, "Eunuch Wang.""It's snowing heavily today, and the roads are slippery and difficult to traverse. Milords, please be careful of your feet when you leave the palace."Wang Liang smiled as he reminded her.After exchanging a few pleasantries, both sides brushed past each other.Wen Jiu raised his eyes and looked at the palace in front of him. The road in Dijing City, was not just difficult on snowy days.The imperial study was burning with ambergris, a strong scent that covered up all the smells.Wen Jiu bowed, then said: "Greetings, Your Majesty."Zhao Yi sat behind the imperial desk. Most of the suggestions that the ministers had made had nothing to do with him, and the majesty of an emperor was flourishing in his body. "Who do you think will deserve to die if Xie Heng doesn't die? All the officials in the Conference Hall said that Xie Heng had to die. Wen Clan, give us a reason not to kill Xie Heng. "Wen Jiu said: "My eldest brother killed Yan Valley to ensure the safety of our citizens, and the Spirit Star Realm cavalry massacred one hundred and thirty thousand people. Such a debt of blood, shouldn't we let them use the same amount of blood to repay it?"Zhao Yi stood up, slapping the table: "Women's perspective! If he doesn't have second thoughts, why did he kill Changning and defend himself? ""A traitor who sold his country for glory, don't you want to keep him alive for the new year?"Wen Jiu suddenly shouted, her eyes filled with determination, "My elder brother only did what every courageous Great Yan citizen would do, he is a hero! Anyone can die, but he has to live! "Zhao Yi's anger reached his heart, and he suddenly coughed, his entire face turning pale white.Wang Liang immediately rushed to support her, "Your majesty, your majesty, don't be angry! Take care of the dragon's body! "Your Majesty "Wen Jiu was a little astonished. She remembered that at this time, Zhao Yi was already severely ill in her previous life, and that the few princes couldn't even compete for power, so the Great Jin took advantage of this internal conflict in order to launch an attack.But in this life, Zhao Fan had already run to the Changping County with the Imperial Jade Seal, and when the bloodbath occurs again, Zhao Yi could still sit inside the Conference Hall to discuss national affairs.When Wen Jiu first saw him, he did not feel anything strange. Now, he realized that Zhao Yi's illness was probably being suppressed by forceful treatment.The emperor was coughing so much that he could not speak, but his gaze was already on Wen Jiu, his expression growing darker and darker.Wang Liang took it easy for Zhao Yi and said: "Men, get Miss Wen out!"Just as the two internal servant s entered, Zhao Yi resisted shouting loudly, "Get out!"At that moment, even Wang Liang's face was ashen, and he immediately ordered his men to retreat.Zhao Yi coughed and walked over to Wen Jiu. His footsteps were unsteady and his eyes were cloudy. He looked at her for a long time and suddenly asked: "Your surname is Wen?"The question came as a sudden one, and it puzzled everyone.Wen Jiu forcefully suppressed the astonishment in his heart, and said indifferently: "Reporting to the Emperor, this humble woman's surname is Wen Ming.""Your home... Is there anyone else? "Zhao Yi stared into her eyes, as if he had to find the answer he wanted from her mouth.Wen Jiu's eyes reddened a little, but he did not have much of an expression on his face. "My family's younger brother and husband all died to the hands of the cavalry of Great Jin, not even their corpses remained."Zhao Yi was slightly stunned.However, Wen Jiu kneeled on the ground and said, "Your Majesty, this humble girl doesn't understand the world of any nation. I only know that the result of killing my own people to please the enemy will only be death itself. I am willing to die for Xie Heng, and only hope that he can live and protect my Great Yan. "The Imperial study was silent.Zhao Yi stood in front of Wen Jiu and was speechless for a long time.After an unknown amount of time, Wen Jiu was kneeling on the ground and had almost lost consciousness. A pair of aged hands suddenly helped her up and instructed the internal servant outside, "Send Miss Wen out of the palace."Wen Jiu raised his head and looked at her, "Your Majesty!"Zhao Yi waved his hand.Even though Wen Jiu knew that Zhao Yi was a suspicious and changeable emperor, he could not react in time. What did he mean by this?internal servant came over and brought her out of the royal study.Zhao Yi held onto the imperial desk and coughed for a long time. After taking a deep breath with great difficulty, he muttered: "Looks so much like her."Wang Liang's face changed slightly.Zhao Yi suddenly turned his head to look at Wang Liang, "Do you still remember how long she has been gone?"Wang Liang's expression was a little stiff, and forced out a smile. "This servant is old, and my memory isn't too good either. I don't know what the emperor is talking about "The emperor in front of him had not mentioned that person for over ten years. All these years, the empress dowager and princes and princesses were present as well."You old slick."Zhao Yi looked at Wen Jiu's disappearing figure, as though he had fallen into some kind of memory. "When she went to the West Chu and marriage ceremony, she wasn't even at Wen Jiu's age yet Wang Liang did not reply, but the cinnabar mole on the emperor's chest involuntarily surfaced in his mind.The Miss Wen was indeed very similar to that person.Wen Jiu still couldn't figure it out the entire way out of the palace.Everyone said that it was difficult to fathom a Sovereign's Heart, but Zhao Yi was too lenient towards her this time.If Zhao Yi was furious and wanted to punish her, this matter would be easier to settle.If the person who struck the drum gets imprisoned, Xie Heng's matter would become even more serious, and at that time, the entire city would become chaotic, no matter how much the people in the imperial court jumped about, they would not be able to suppress the anger of the crowd.But Wen Jiu never would have thought that Zhao Yi would let her go so easily.What had gone wrong? Could it be that this was the new idea that the ministers had come up with for Zhao Yi?Just as she was about to leave the palace gate, while Wen Jiu's mind was in a mess, an attendant suddenly blocked her path in front.Wen Jiu looked up, and the attendant lowered his head and retreated to the side. A young man wearing a bright yellow four-clawed python robe walked in front of her, and said softly: "Miss wants to save Xie Heng?"
