Chapter 847
The original Xitang was stained with blood, the blood stained the carpet under his feet, and the smell of blood floated in the air.

Life is in the hands of others, and the other ministers are silent like cicadas, not daring to be this early bird.

Everyone came out to make money to support their wives and children, not to die blindly.

Regardless of the old emperor or the crown prince, it is the world of the Mohist anyway.

Who are they serving instead of serving?

Mo Qianling's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he looked around the hall.

Those who were swept by him lowered their heads.

Complacent, Mo Qianling gave her a wink.

So his men stood up and asked everyone to play a team game.

Those who support the old emperor's continuation of power stand in the same team.

Support the old emperor to step down and replace the crown prince with a team.

All the ministers were poisoned by Su Qingfeng, and all their hands and feet were sore.

At this time, it is only at the mercy of others.

They couldn't move, so naturally they couldn't stand in line by themselves.

So Prince Mo Qianling came up with a very humane idea.

Raise your left hand to support the old emperor, and raise your right hand to support the prince.

The guards then divided them into two sides according to the hands they raised...

When the prince said the idea of ​​raising his hand.

Those ministers, whether they were lying on their stomachs or lying down, raised their right hands one after another, like little Bai Yang...

Some ministers also felt that the prince was disloyal and filial in doing so.

But in order to save their lives, they dared not speak up, so they simply abstained.

Without raising any hands, lying there pretending to be dead...

Mo Qingcheng also slowly raised her hand.

What he raised was—the left hand.

Ye Xuanji raised her left hand after marrying a chicken.

Among the uniform right-hand party, the two of them stand out from the crowd and are different from others.

The prince Mo Qianling walked over slowly, bowed his head and looked down at Mo Qingcheng: "Lao Liu, it's in vain that I treat you so well, but now you don't support me?"

(End of this chapter)

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