This is the case with the Emperor's sword.

"Zheng."

Emperor Taichang glanced at Zheng, who had not yet reacted from shock, and then glanced at the old Wanli beside him.

Knock.

Zheng had never felt such fear in his heart.

Her eyes subconsciously fell on Old Wanli and looked at him asking for help.

When it comes to Zheng's gaze, Old Wanli dodged his eyes. He had been beaten several times by his ancestors, but he did not dare to offend his ancestors for the sake of a Zheng family in a different time and space.

"Into the cold palace."

The four simple words of Emperor Taichang directly announced the life of Zheng's GG, which can be regarded as giving Old Wanli some face.

certainly.

Compared to these four words, Emperor Taichang's words further made Zheng feel even more heartbroken.

"The title of King Fu was deprived of the royal family, and the family wealth of the royal family was replenished into Taicang, and the dragon farm was distributed. The weight of the 100 pounds would be returned."

"Your Majesty, your Majesty must not!"

"You can treat me no matter how you treat me, don't attack King Fu! He is your real brother!"

"He weighs more than 300 pounds! How could he lose 100 pounds!"

Seeing Emperor Taichang unmoved.

"Last Emperor, late emperor, that's our flesh and blood!"

Zheng became panicked and looked at Lao Wanli tightly, hoping that Lao Wanli could say something for him.

Old Wanli thought to myself, I can’t even protect my little treasure of Fu Wang in time and space, so how can I still have time to protect you in this time and space?

"Say one more word and establish the King of Blessings."

Emperor Taichang glared at Zheng coldly.

thump.

Zheng suddenly shut up and knelt on the ground, completely without the calmness she had before, and was stunned.

She didn't dare to say another word, because she believed that what Emperor Taichang said at this moment must be the truth word and word. If she really spoke again, the death of King Fu would come.

She never thought that Emperor Taichang would be so cruel to take action.

Perhaps, before, Emperor Taichang would be afraid of Zheng's political influence in the court, but now that Wanli is present to agree, he still cares about it.

Moreover, Emperor Taichang, who had seen his own lives, and his ancestors' acquiesce, had already reached a point of freezing cold.

In the end, only Xi Li was left here.

Emperor Taichang stared at the concubine who was kneeling in front of him and was most beloved. He never expected that the woman he had pampered for decades would actually cut himself into secretly.

"You..."

Xi Li hasn't finished speaking yet.

Emperor Taichang pulled out an embroidered spring sword from the waist of the Jinyiwei next to him.

There was no hesitation in my eyes.

With a puff of sword, the embroidered spring sword directly penetrated into Xili's heart.

Xi Li suddenly widened his eyes, grabbed Emperor Taichang's hand holding the hilt of the knife in disbelief, opened his mouth and couldn't speak, and blood flowed.

"If you want to blame, you will blame me for choosing to betray me."

Draw the knife.

Emperor Taichang coldly threw the embroidered spring sword to the ground, and his breath rose and fell slightly.

Obviously, with his current physical condition, the knife just now had already consumed nearly half of his strength.

Zhu Youxiao, who was standing aside, looked at this scene with a sense of extreme pleasure in his eyes.

When his biological mother Wang Cairen was humiliated to death by Xi Li, Zhu Youxiao was already over teenage. Of course he knew the inside story and of course he remembered such hatred.

In order to save his life, he had to be a son for his mother-killing enemy. How could he not be angry?

Outside the East Warm Pavilion.

Liu Yiyin and a group of Donglin Party members did not leave here. Even if it was raining heavily in the night, they had to guard outside this warm pavilion.

"Mr. Liu, what's going on?"

Yang Lian, the director of the staff, looked at the Jinyiwei, who forced the five-party members, including Fang Congzhe, out of the warm pavilion. Looking at the stripped official uniforms of these people, his face was shocked and he couldn't help but look at Liu Yiyan in front of him.

"I don't know."

Liu Yiyan shook her head.

This sudden change was so shocking.

And at this moment, a figure came in the rain at an extremely fast speed, and no one dared to take it wherever it passed.

There are only two types of people who can pass through the Forbidden City with such qualifications.

The first type is those who hold the imperial edict.

Now, in Liu Yiyin's view, the body of the previous emperor was still lying in a few banquet halls, and the body of the previous emperor was lying in the East Nuan Pavilion. The next emperor had not even ascended the throne, so it was naturally impossible for the person who came to hold an imperial edict.

The second type is emergency military newspaper.

Taizu has the rules, and border emergency military newspapers can go directly to the front of the imperial court, and no one can stop them.

"I am Liu Yiren, the Grand Secretary of the Cabinet. What's the battle?!"

Liu Yiyin quickly stepped forward to block the sergeant whose armor had broken most of the broken soldiers.

The soldier was stunned. When he heard that it was the cabinet master, he quickly knelt down, submitted the military newspaper in his hand, and spoke quickly.

"Liaodong is in a hurry! Please report to Your Majesty quickly!"

‘Liaodong?!’

Liu Yiyi took the military newspaper and his heart suddenly stumbled.

At this time.

His eyes subconsciously glanced towards the East Warehouse Pavilion, and he looked stunned again.

Because, he saw Zheng being dragged out by the Jinyiwei like a dead dog.

Then, the pupils shrank again and again.

Because, he saw the arrogant Xi Li, his eyes rolled like a dead fish, his mouth wide open, and his body was dragged out, and Wei Zhongxian followed behind with his body bent, and this Jiu Qiansui was swaying when walking.

‘What happened in the warm pavilion?!’

‘Fang Congzhe, Zheng, Xili, these people were dragged out, so who else is in this warm pavilion? Could it be that the crown prince did all this alone?’

Too shocked!

With a nervous mood, Liu Yiyi took the military newspaper from the sergeant and walked towards the East Warehouse with a tough bullet.

After all, the Liaodong Military Newspaper is the country's top priority and cannot be delayed.

At this moment, the East Nuan Pavilion has almost been cleared, leaving only the emperors and crown princes in various time and space in the Ming Dynasty.

Ji Boying stood up and glanced at these emperors and crown princes.

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Of course, at this moment, his eyes were mainly on Zhu Changluo, Wanli and Emperor Taichang.

"You guys remember."

"Although the Donglin Party supports you, once Donglin is powerful, it will be a disaster for the country."

"The technique of balance must be grasped."

The reason why the Donglin Party was able to act arbitrarily in the later period was that the party struggles in the court were completely unbalanced, and the Donglin family dominated the entire country. Emperor Tianqi finally managed to build a balance, and was beaten up by Chongzhen with one stick.

And just then.

Outside the warm-up pavilion, there was a sound coming.

After all, Liu Yiyin didn't have the courage to knock on the door, and only dared to say hurriedly outside the warm room.

"His Majesty!"

"The 800-mile rushing military report in Liaodong, Shenyang has been captured by the Jin army! Our army's 70,000 elite troops are all defeated! Shenyang general He Shixian was killed by the Jin army formation!"

Of course, what Liu Yiying calls His Majesty here is Zhu Youxiao.

After the words are finished.

The emperors and other emperors in the warm cabinet all subconsciously frowned.

This old slave is here to make trouble again.
To be continued...