Hurry up, don't shut yourself down, Your Highness

Chapter 299 The Empress Dowager (49)

Hearing the sound, Ri Yao suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the corner.

He softly comforted: "Don't be afraid, the emperor, the queen mother and the third prince will rush back to Beijing soon to save us."

Not long after the prince left, a woman suddenly came to the door, found out his identity and fled.

Immediately afterwards, the regent surrounded the palace unexpectedly, and accurately avoided the eyeliner set by the prince earlier.

Thanks to this spiritual puppy who had a premonition, he dragged them desperately into the dark room in the bedroom, and avoided being caught.

Being pinched by Rong Hao, Baozi's big black grape-like eyes were full of lovelessness.

【Host! 】

As soon as Mu Tang heard the news from Sheng Er's Office that the Prince Regent had succeeded in forcing the palace, he heard an urgent cry in his mind.

【Host! 】

"Baby bun, what's going on with you?"

Knowing the general situation in the palace from Baozi, Mutang's eyes were slightly focused, and his expression was a little serious.

"General Wan, please lead your troops back to Beijing with me."

If it was in the past, Wan Baifei definitely didn't want to get involved with the imperial court's struggle for the throne.

But now, he was almost poisoned in Jiandian City, which made him understand that that insidious villain Rong Yu must not be allowed to succeed.

Otherwise, the people in Baichu would be in dire straits and would be in dire straits.

In addition, in this battle with Zun Yong, he was deeply impressed by the Queen Mother's strategy and state of mind.

So, after thinking for a while, Wan Baifei nodded: "I listen to the order."

A group of people began to rush towards the capital without stopping.

The next day.

As the sky was getting brighter, people were already standing on both sides of the street, just to punish the former Empress Dowager's family, the Sheng family.

Prison cars passed by one after another, and the one in the front was an old man with gray hair and a stooped waist.

He is Sheng Jin's father, Sheng Bo, and the former prime minister of Baichu Kingdom.

The members of the Sheng family were bound hand and foot, locked in a prison van and wandered on the street.

Humiliation to the extreme.

Suddenly, a rat-headed man in the crowd threw the egg out and shouted.

"Smash to death you traitors, treacherous villains!"

As soon as the words fell, the people around began to discuss in low voices.

"Prime Minister Sheng is kind-hearted, is he really that kind of person?"

"Oh, I don't believe it either. Prime Minister Sheng opened a porridge shop at the gate of the mansion a few days ago to help the poor."

Hearing the low voices of questioning from the people, the man's eyes flickered, and he cast a suggestive look not far away.

"Bah, any good intentions are fake."

"It was he Shengbo and Zunyongguo who issued an ultimatum, which made me, Baichu, almost desperate."

"Insidious traitor, damn it!"

Condemnation against the Sheng family sounded from all directions, and the rest of the people gradually wavered.

More and more people joined the team of throwing eggs and vegetable leaves.

Seeing that the task entrusted by the emperor had been completed, the man with the roe-headed rat's face involuntarily raised the corners of his lips.

These idiots are really easy to incite, and they believe whatever others say.

After such a toss, noon came gradually.

The Sheng family members were escorted to an open place.

Sitting on the main seat was a middle-aged man with a big belly, who was the official who presided over and supervised the execution.

Shang Jian looked at the embarrassed appearance of the people in front of him, his eyes were full of contempt.

Especially the old man in the middle.

The prime minister who was once extremely powerful is now kneeling in front of him.

This recognition gave him an inexplicable sense of superiority.

Shang Jian raised his jaw slightly, and the contempt in his eyes was undisguised: "Sheng Bo, are you guilty?"

"The old man has a clear conscience."

"Hmph, you're still stubborn when you're about to die."

After finishing speaking, Shang Jian pushed all the tokens on the table to the ground.

"It's noon, cut..."

　One more~ Good night, please ask for a ticket~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)