From now on, the Son of Heaven does not come early

Chapter 595 There Will Be No Second One
Feng Junran doesn't care about the consequences, he is the emperor, why can't he do whatever he wants?I've seen this group of people fluctuate a little, so I take it as an elation.

The man squinted his slender eyes, and said without thinking: "I have lost my memory, I can't deal with state affairs for the time being, only the queen can handle it."

Everyone was speechless. This reason... isn't it a bit far-fetched?If you forget how to deal with political affairs, who is this person who speaks clearly and cannot be rejected? !

Seeing this, Wang Yizhi couldn't help standing up and said: "Your Majesty, since this is the case, why not continue to implement the policy of assisting the king, or..."

Before Hu could finish speaking, he was interrupted coldly by the man above him: "It's really not dead yet!"

There was a thump in Wang Yizhi's heart, and cold sweat poured out from the top of his head instantly. He silently bowed and saluted, then stood back silently.

Feng Yiran lowered her eyelids, bowed her head in thought and said nothing, Feng Yuran glanced at the fourth brother, saw that half of his face was hidden in the shadow, and couldn't tell what emotion he was in right now.

All the courtiers stopped talking, who is the emperor?No one knows better than them. After working together for so many years, everyone knows that not a single word of what the emperor said can be changed. That is a proper golden word. Even if they cry for their father and mother, it is useless. This is the emperor. The emperor of the Western Jin Dynasty, the indifferent man who ruled these tens of millions of ordinary kilometers of land, a man who people can only submit to, and have no other choice!

So the courtiers bowed and saluted, and said in unison: "Minister, obey the order!"

Only then did Feng Junran narrow his eyes, leaning lazily on the dragon seat, the bead moved lightly, and there was a crisp sound, Feng Yuyan was completely shocked, it seemed that in his impression, it was almost what the queen mother said, this The crowd sang against it, but as soon as the father came, no one dared to speak out!

Thinking about the lessons learned from the long talk last night, Roubaozi secretly grasped his claws, and decided to unswervingly march towards the cold and powerful line of his father!

Feng Yuyan learned a lot from the early court, and Wu Zhuang, who was making soy sauce, was also frightened.

Normally speaking, it would be impossible for him to come to the Xuanzheng Hall for the early court. After all, he was just a small handyman, but today he was really looking for something, so he stood in the most corner of the Xuanzheng Hall.

Wu Zhuang was trembling, he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at the man on the high platform, he could only use his peripheral vision to look at him little by little.

That appearance, that appearance, is indeed a dude!And since a few days ago, Er Niu left his yard, and he didn't even say hello when he left, and when this one left, even the bald Buddha disappeared, in short, he was very special Mysterious and unreal, he has been sleepless for the past few days, but seeing him this morning made him tremble with fright.

That tall man is definitely a dude!

Take another look, look at those cold, slender eyes, as well as that superior posture, strong attitude, and arrogant attitude of ignoring others at every turn.But Er Niu is the emperor?That is absolutely impossible!what to do?Should he write a letter to Ah Hua?Do you want to write a letter to the pavilion chief? ?

Wu Zhuang frowned, deeply troubled.

Suddenly, he felt a gloomy gaze, forcing him to raise his head, and when he met the gloomy glare of the man, Wu Zhuang shivered, his clothes were wet with cold sweat, and he immediately forgot about writing the letter .

He is the emperor, definitely not a bully!
The man in the high position snorted coldly, and continued to look coldly at the courtiers in the Xuanzheng Hall.

"Show the emperor, the abbot Fayuan of Ci'en Temple is begging to see the emperor outside the hall."

Abbot?Feng Junran's first reaction was that sanctimonious god stick who didn't give money for meals, so he frowned slightly and waved. Not long after, Abbot Fayuan came in wearing a golden cassock, holding an alms bowl in his hand. Shiny, with a friendly smile on his face.

It's really that magic stick...

Feng Junran frowned slightly, and the Buddha came forward cheerfully, and bowed in salute: "Amitabha, the poor monk was born to serve His Majesty the Emperor, and the Emperor is here, so the poor monk will naturally follow him!"

Didn't you come here to cheat for food and drink?Feng Junran thought in an unreasonable way, the facts proved that the cold-blooded emperor after amnesia was more or less bloody.

But on the face, Feng Junran still nodded, signaling him to stand aside.

The Buddha stood happily in the corner, just seeing Wu Zhuang who was about to cry without tears and looked like the leader of the disaster, the Buddha smiled, clasped his hands together and proclaimed the Buddha's name, saying: "Benefactor, we are really destined! "

Wu Zhuang hugged his head, we would rather not have this fate!
Inside the Xuanzheng Hall, Wang Yizhi looked at the situation in the corner with cold eyes, and then couldn't help but frowned slightly. Wu Zhuang's reaction was very strange, why did he seem to have seen Abbot Fayuan?
I heard that abbot Fayuan followed the emperor when he was on his own expedition, and disappeared when the emperor disappeared.
Now that the emperor is back, he is also back, is there any secret in it?

Wang Yizhi narrowed his eyes, snorted coldly, and looked away.

After the morning court, Feng Junran carried his son to Weiyang Palace. Feng Yiran stood at the entrance of the Xuanzheng Hall and looked at the back of the Great Emperor, and couldn't help frowning.

He couldn't figure out how this person came back, and...

And before this person came back, the person who grandly hugged the prince and went to Weiyang Palace should be himself!
Feng Yiran narrowed her eyes, her mood fluctuated, Feng Yuran walked out slowly, glanced at Fourth Brother, frowned, then turned and left.

Now fourth brother's every move is under his control, Xiao Liu has helped a lot.

When King Anyang left and the Xuanzheng Hall was empty, Wang Yizhi walked up to Feng Yiran and whispered.

"What, you said there is something wrong with the emperor?"

Feng Yiran looked at Wang Yizhi with bright eyes as if she had grasped the last straw.

"Yes, if the old minister's guess is correct, the emperor can find out from that Tanhua named Wu Zhuang!"

He can guarantee 100% that this Wu Zhuang must know something inside!
Feng Yiran with his hands behind his back, looking far away from the high entrance of the Xuanzheng Hall, he could see that little Tanhua next to Fa Yuan, who was obviously a literati, but he wanted to learn martial arts and was called Wu Zhuang, it was ridiculous!
"Liu Li, check!"

At this stage, Brother Dahuang is the most unstable factor, so before he recovers his memory, it's best to find out what's going on!
Thinking of the corpses scattered all over the floor in the queen mother's palace, and the scarlet blood all over the place, Feng Yiran frowned and secretly bit her back teeth.

But such a ruthless person, is there another one in the world? !

(End of this chapter)