The rebirth of the poisonous concubine is charming and sweet

Chapter 1547 Killing in court

The hall was quiet for two breaths, and suddenly there was a commotion.

Wei Shu has a bad temper recently, and everyone knows it.

But they don't kill people for no reason.

They are all based on scolding and mental coercion, no matter how bad it is, even if they are relegated.

It was the first time that he opened his mouth to kill someone like this!
The guards had already entered the palace, and according to Wei Shu's instructions, they dragged the censor down.

Everyone reacted after being shocked, Qi Guogong took the lead and knelt down: "Your Majesty, think twice, Your Majesty, Mr. Zhang is also thinking about Da Yue, Your Majesty must not be impulsive!"

Killing the censor is no small matter.

In particular, the censor's remarks are still tenable, and they are for the country and the people.

If he was killed in the same room like this, it would have a great impact on Wei Shu's reputation.

It is difficult to accumulate this reputation, but it is extremely easy to destroy it.

After Duke Qi, Marquis Huaiyuan also stood up with a frown: "Your Majesty, please think twice!"

He is His Majesty's father-in-law. Although he felt that the censor was talkative at this time, he was afraid that if he really killed someone, it would have a bad influence on Su Luo.

I have to show up.

Fu Wang Weiyan, Zhenbeihou and others also came out to dissuade them.

There were also people who kept giving Zhang Yushi winks to make him admit his mistake.

The scene was deadlocked, and the guards stood there, waiting for Wei Shu's response.

Zhang Yushi was also very scared when he heard that his head was going to be beheaded.

But after thinking about it, he sacrificed his life for the country and the people, and his name can be recorded in the annals of history. Why should he be afraid of death?

There are still some scholars in this world who are eager to be famous in history, even if they offer their own heads, they will not hesitate.

Su Luo couldn't understand such a person.

She feels that life is the most important thing.

Live happily, and that life is worth it.

If you are dead, so what if your name is written on paper, by then you will already be a piece of loess, and you will not be able to hear those praises.

Zhang Yushi didn't think so, he came back to his senses at this moment, and raised his voice: "Even if His Majesty wants to kill Wei Chen, Wei Chen still said that, Wei Chen is not afraid of death, Wei Chen said that these are all for the sake of the country, If the blood of this minister can make His Majesty change his mind, this minister is willing to offer the head with both hands!"

This is literally adding fuel to the fire.

Several people who interceded for Zhang Yushi wanted to nail this ignorant person to death with their eyes.

Duke Qi used to be Wei Shu's father, so he knew his temper better.

Right now Wei Shu is really angry, it's not a joke.

The Duke of Qi was afraid that Zhang Yushi would continue to talk nonsense, so he hurriedly said: "Zhang Yushi, we will know your heart, please stop saying a few words! Your Majesty, Zhang Yushi is young and energetic, don't be as knowledgeable as him, Your Majesty..."

"His Majesty……"

Before he could plead, a low laugh suddenly came from the throne.

Wei Shu's cold voice sounded: "How come there are so many people in this world who are not afraid of death?"

He stood up, lifted his foot, and stepped on the high steps.

In order to maintain the dignity of the emperor, the throne is in a high place.

Even the prime minister standing in the front could only see Wei Shu's face from a distance.

He looked down at the courtiers below like a divine mansion.

But at this moment, Shendi walked down step by step.

Wei Shu is a lazy man. When he became the emperor, he rarely stepped down from that position when he was in court.

Can sit, he will never stand.

Can lie down, he never sits.

At this moment, he stepped down step by step.

The bright yellow boots stepped on the carpeted steps, obviously making no sound, but everyone felt that they were stepping on their backs.

Let them can't help but bend their backs again and again.

There was a smile on his face, and he spoke in a leisurely manner: "It seems that some people regard tolerance as connivance!"

"What made you have the illusion that I have a good temper?"

After he finished speaking, he had already walked in front of Zhang Yushi.

With just one look, the guards who were supposed to escort people backed away.

Everyone felt that Wei Shu's mood was a bit wrong.

Even Qi Guogong didn't dare to say much at the moment, he just lowered his head and looked at Wei Shu worriedly.

Today, he is very abnormal, I don't know if there is something wrong with his body.

In the main hall, you can hear the drop of a needle, and you can't even hear the sound of breathing.

Zhang Yushi was kneeling, Wei Shu's pair of bright yellow boots stopped right in front of his eyes.

There was a powerful coercion on his body, which made Zhang Yushi's mouth dry and his pores all over his body tightly shrunk. Under such coercion, his knees seemed to drill a hole out of the floor tiles in the hall.

In absolute silence, the sweat dripped from his brow onto the marble floor.

This sound, in a quiet space, is infinitely amplified.

As if laughing at him.

Wei Shu smiled lightly.

He was obviously smiling, but his eyebrows and eyes were so cold that no one dared to look directly at him, and his voice was like a sharp blade of ice: "Zhang Yushi, are you not afraid of death?"

Zhang Yushi's Adam's apple rolled down fiercely, and said: "For your majesty, for the sake of the whole Da Yue for hundreds of generations, I am not afraid of death!"

Wei Shu seemed to have heard some joke, and snorted: "A hundred generations?"

Dynasties kept changing.

It is not easy for a dynasty to want a hundred generations.

There has never been such a thing in all dynasties.

Prosperity must decline, and what can be done well is always only the present.

But Zhang Yushi didn't understand, and he was still speaking righteously: "Your Majesty and the Queen have known each other for a long time, and these humble officials can understand that even ordinary men have three wives and four concubines. Your Majesty, as the king of a country, is not only Your right is even more your duty. Not only should the Queen not blame you, but she should also help Zhang..."

Before Zhang Luo finished speaking, he suddenly felt a tightness in his throat.

It turned out that it was Wei Shu who bent down, shot like lightning, grabbed his throat with his hand, and pressed the remaining words back into his throat.

He leaned closer to Zhang Yushi's face, the tails of those coquettish phoenix eyes were red, and the eyeballs were bloodshot.

Those deep and cruel eyes stared at Zhang Yushi's face for a moment, and slowly uttered a few words: "Are you afraid of death?"

That was absolute coercion.

That's a question from hell.

Zhang Yushi's soul had shrunk into a ball in fear, and he didn't know what it was, but he shook his head with the last ounce of courage supporting him.

His throat was clamped and he couldn't speak.

Moreover, even if he let go of him, he would not be able to say the word "not afraid" in that gaze.

His last courage could only support him shaking his head slightly.

I'm not afraid!
These words sounded like self-comfort.

"very good!"

Wei Shu laughed loudly: "Since you are not afraid, I will give you a ride!"

As he spoke, his arm suddenly exerted force, pinched Zhang Yushi like this, pulled him up from the ground, and lifted him up slowly.

Zhang Yushi's eyes widened as he felt his body being lifted higher and higher. Finally, his feet left the ground, and the hand in his throat, like the rope of death, was constantly tightening!

(End of this chapter)