Prosperous advisors

Chapter 735 Blood-stained Golden Temple, Father and Son Monarch (2)
"Does Qingyi think it's too fast? I think many Xiyue soldiers can't wait." Wei Wuji's voice came downstairs with a lazy smile.After a while, people appeared at the stairs.Even when he came from the battlefield, Mr. Wei was still graceful and dignified, without even a trace of blood on his body.Behind him were Yun Yuefeng with a stern face and Tai Shiheng with a disheveled face.Although Mr. Tai Shi is a man in the Jianghu, he has seen many bloody storms, but none of these can compare with the real battlefield.

Mu Qingyi raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Why isn't Xiuzhu here?"

Wei Wuji shrugged and said with a smile, "Let's go find his junior brother."

Wei Wuji lazily sat down opposite Rong Jin, and said with a smile, "How is it? Is His Majesty satisfied with what I have done this time?"

Rong Jin said lightly: "It's okay."

Mr. Wei couldn't help the blue veins on his forehead twitching, and snorted softly, "I don't care about you. Qingyi, what do you think?" Mu Qingyi smiled and said: "Mr. Wei is doing business, can we still worry about it?" No? If so, why would Rong Jin entrust such an important matter to you?"

Only then did Wei Wuji nodded in satisfaction, and gave Rong Jin a provocative look.Rong Jin hummed softly, turned his head and remained silent.

"Your Majesty, Prime Minister Mu." Yun Yuefeng stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

Mu Qingyi smiled in satisfaction and said, "Wuji said that this matter was all your advice, very good, thank you for your hard work."

Yun Yuefeng's expression was moved, and he said respectfully: "I don't dare to dare, it's the job of a subordinate."

Tai Shiheng had just been stimulated on the battlefield, and it was rare that he didn't want to say anything, and lay down at the table drinking tea with a disheveled expression.

"What happened to Zhao Ziyu?" Mu Qingyi asked curiously.Yun Yuefeng calmly narrated what happened in the capital in the past few days.Mu Qingyi frowned slightly and said, "Murong Ke...wouldn't it be bad for Zhao Ziyu?"

Tai Shiheng said weakly: "Don't worry, Murong Ke still wants to keep Zhao Ziyu as a bargaining chip to negotiate terms with us in case he won't kill him."

Mu Qingyi sighed and said: "Murong Ke... Time flies so fast, and people have changed a lot." In the past, when she was still Gu Yunge, she didn't have a deep impression of Murong Ke.However, after becoming Mu Qingyi, because of her cousin, she has a better impression of Murong Ke than the rest of the Murong family.It's just that I didn't expect that in just two years, Murong Ke has become completely different from the original impression.

Wei Wuji disapproved and said lightly: "Rights are the easiest thing for a person to change. Murong Ke never got it before, so he won't change. After he got it, he was never willing to let it go." Wei Wuji looked at it with a smile The two said: "By the way, what are you guys doing sitting here? Shouldn't you go to the palace to meet Emperor Hua at this time? Don't let Ge Shujun get ahead of you."

Rong Jin didn't take it seriously, and said lazily: "So what if you grab the first one? Besides... how can it be so easy to grab my first one? Qingqing, let's go."

At this time, the entire palace was silent.The sound of fighting on the battlefield could be heard faintly in the distance, and it was reflected in the complete silence of the entire palace.Emperor Hua was wearing a formal bright yellow twelve-layer gown and a crown embellished with jade beads on his head, sitting upright on the main hall with an indifferent expression.

Standing outside the hall holding Mu Qingyi's hand, Rong Jin frowned slightly, "It smells so strong of blood, the old guy must have committed suicide, right?"

Wei Wuji, who followed them, frowned and said, "How can a person use such a strong smell of blood? I'm afraid that many people died." In fact, the imperial palace had not been breached at this time, and the Western Yue and Northern Han troops were in the outer city. During the battle with Hua Guo's defenders, the inner city was still in the hands of Hua Guo, but they came all the way, but the palace was empty and there was not even a single person in sight.This situation can't help but make people frown.

Rong Jin snorted softly, flicked his sleeves and the heavy palace gate slammed open, but the situation inside the palace surprised the people outside the gate.As soon as the door was opened, a strong smell of blood came towards him, Rong Jin raised his hand to embrace Mu Qingyi in his arms, and at the same time turned her face to him, the wide sleeves covered her entire vision.

In the main hall, blood flowed into rivers and corpses littered the ground.The dark red blood hadn't even completely dried up, it flowed quietly to the door and was blocked by the threshold of the main hall.Lying on the ground were all the corpses of dignitaries and officials of the Hua Kingdom, many of whom Rong Jin had a good impression of were the most powerful officials of the Hua Kingdom.Hua Huang wore a graceful and luxurious dragon robe, and sat in the hall with a solemn expression, as if he didn't see the people outside the door at all.

Rong Jin frowned slightly, and glanced at Tai Shiheng who was behind him. Tai Shiheng nodded, and turned around with a few guards towards the inner palace.No one expected that Emperor Hua would be so ruthless that he would kill all the officials of the Manchu Dynasty. I'm afraid that the concubines and those young princesses and princes in the harem might not be kept.

"Rong Jin?" Mu Qingyi frowned slightly, although she didn't see it, Mu Qingyi vaguely understood something.Raising his hand to pull Rong Jin's hand down, Rong Jin stubbornly covered her eyes, and said softly, "Qingqing, don't look."

Mu Qingyi sighed lightly, pulled Rong Jin's hand down persistently, and said lightly, "It doesn't matter."

Although she had already prepared herself, Mu Qingyi couldn't help but take a breath because of Hua Huang's frenzy.Rong Jin said helplessly: "I told you not to read it." Mu Qingyi shook her head silently, and forced a smile: "It's okay."

"You guys are here? Come in." In the hall, Hua Huang seemed to have finally realized that they had arrived, and said calmly.

Rong Jin glanced at the corpses and blood in the hall with disgust, and said lightly, "You should come out."

Hua Huang laughed loudly, looking at the crowd with some complacency, and said: "Don't you dare to come in? Haha... I knew that this country of Hua belongs to me, and these people are my servants, my slaves! If I want them to live, they will live, if I want them to die, they will die!"

Regarding Hua Huang's pride, Rong Jin didn't bother to give any face, rolled his eyes and said indifferently: "If you don't want to live, you will die soon, when you die, I will burn this palace to bury you. Go at ease."

The expression on Hua Huang's face froze for a moment, and for a moment the originally smug smile froze funnyly on his face.He was very complacent at first, but Rong Jin's performance brought his inexplicable complacency to the bottom in an instant.It was as if, for a wonderful performance that I had thought of with so much effort, the people who took over the show didn't even bother to watch the show and just chatted underneath. This was more aggrieved than booing.

"you!"

Rong Jin rolled his eyes impatiently, and turned to leave with his arms around Mu Qingyi.The hall is full of corpses and blood, what should I do if I am so scared after watching it for a long time?
(End of this chapter)