After rebirth, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 547 His Royal Highness calm down, the minister has not finished speaking
"Since I ascended the throne under the imperial edict of the Empress Dowager, all the military and state affairs are important, and the management of the people is great, and I dare not relax until I am tired of working hard.

Prince Zhuang Nanye is the heir of the clan, and belongs to the will of heaven. I hereby abide by the first imperial edict, carry out the ceremony, and obey the public opinion. I would like to tell the world, the ancestral temple, and the community, to grant the jade seal, and pass the emperor to Prince Zhuang.

With the rule of ten thousand years, with the heart of the world. "

"Hehe." She laughed softly, "Your Highness is now on the throne, I don't know whose edict you are serving?"

"Yin Jiuqing!" Nan Rong called her name fiercely, and a word seemed to pop out from between his teeth.

Obviously extremely angry.

"Your Highness calm down, the minister hasn't finished yet."

Her eyes were dark as night, and her curly eyelashes trembled slightly, casting a shadow under her eyes.

"His Royal Highness's crimes are too numerous to list. The wanton massacre of the people of the Yanjing Dynasty is the first crime. The second crime is not respecting the late emperor's edict and ascending the throne as the emperor without permission. The third crime..."

For the last three words, she suddenly raised her voice, shaking the heart of the minister who was whispering, and immediately sat upright.

She took two steps forward slowly, looking directly at Nan Rong with her cold eyes.

"Framed loyal ministers, killed 320 members of the Bai family innocently, and used his daughter Bai Xixi as a military prostitute. Each and every one of them is enough to destroy the world. How can such a corrupt person become an emperor?"

Following Yin Jiuqing's words, the whole hall exploded again with a 'boom'.

After a long debate, someone protested.

"Lord Yin, what evidence do you keep saying that the emperor beheaded more than two thousand people in Hezhou? How did you prove that the so-called last emperor's edict in your hand is true, and what evidence shows that the emperor wronged Bai Zhan?"

"Hehe." She laughed lowly, her eyes slowly falling on the speaking minister.

Her enchanting and evil face is particularly stunning under the light of the candlelight. Her complexion is crystal clear like jade, like a crescent moon, like flowers and trees piled up with snow. When the language is delicate and tactful, it is glamorous and glamorous.

"My lords, if you don't believe me, you can come to Hezhou to check in person. Those who died under His Highness's sword are buried on the ice and snow."

As she said that, she laughed softly, "I remember that His Royal Highness gave a note that day, saying that the disaster there had been brought under control, and he returned to Beijing in glory."

Nan Rong pursed her lips and remained silent, her fingertips under the table trembled slightly, her eyes stared fiercely at Yin Jiuqing, trying to say something, but her throat tightened up and down, making it difficult to utter a word.

"That's right, the little girl is from Hezhou. We expected His Highness to lead us out of the predicament, but that night, he ordered the massacre of the city. In the whole of Hezhou, except for me, no one survived."

"It's a joke!" After Hong Feng's words fell, a courtier sneered, "According to what you said, the whole Hezhou should have no survivors. How did you survive? Hezhou is thousands of miles away from the capital. Don't you think it's a coincidence that you appear here?"

As he said that, he glanced at Yin Jiuqing, and the hint in it was particularly strong.

Yin Jiuqing smiled leisurely, but did not speak.

Hong Feng glanced at Ye Zhao apologetically, and quickly turned her gaze away the moment she met his gaze.

"On that day, it was His Highness's cronies who rescued me and brought me to the capital. Otherwise, no one would know about Hezhou's grievances, and they would be buried under the ice and snow for a long time."

Meeting Nan Rong's eyes, Ye Zhao lowered his head in embarrassment.

(End of this chapter)