The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 840
"Everyone, Changle would like to ask one thing, what is killing evil? I wonder if someone can answer Changle's questions?"

Song Xieyu stood behind the Empress Dowager Tao, her complexion was obscured by the bead curtain, and she could only hear the sharp and heavy voice, which was deafening.

King An knelt on the ground, and a look of worry flashed across his drooping face. Song Xieyu's question sounded menacing, and it didn't seem easy to deal with it.

The quiet needles falling in the hall could be heard, and the sarcasm on the corner of Song Xieyu's mouth became more and more obvious. He didn't give in anymore, and pressed him step by step: "I don't know if King Qi knows the meaning of these two words?"

Xie An was caught off guard by the roll call, and just as he was about to speak, he was pulled by his robe by King An behind him.

This is to tell him not to speak...

Xie An was dissatisfied, but he still didn't say anything.

Seeing that Xie An was still sensible, Wang An breathed a sigh of relief. Regardless of how aggressive they were today, he and his nephew Xie An might be the only ones who could hold the table.

This girl Song Xieyu has many ideas and is not easy to deal with. He and Xie An should reserve their strength, let's see.

Xie An evaded him. Although Song Xieyu was a little surprised, it was not unexpected. Instead of spending too much time on Xie An, he turned his spear to Hong Weiqin, who appeared last and was especially arrogant.

"Lord Hong, you were the first to bring up the word Sha Nie. Can I trouble you to explain to Chang Le what the word Sha Nie really means?"

Hong Weiqin's two words "you" to Song Xieyu made goosebumps arouse, Wang An didn't move, it didn't give him any warning effect, but made him especially angry, but it was just a girl , so many of them, are they still scared off by her?
Hateful!

As long as Xie Chu is brought down today, he will be the first one this time, and everyone will have to look at him highly in the future.

Being provoked in full view, coupled with the desire to stand out, Hong Weiqin suddenly stood up and put on a righteous and dignified posture: "As we all know, King Yong was born with the fate of Dasha, so the Supreme Emperor asked King Yong to go to the border , tried to suppress the evil spirit on King Yong, but King Yong went to the battlefield at the age of 12, made military achievements at the age of 14, and killed countless enemies at the age of 16. border."

Hong Wei Qinyue said that the more confident he felt, the moment he drank wine, the whole person was like a god: "May I ask, which yellow-mouthed child can see blood at the age of 12? How can there be a 14-year-old general in the Yu Dynasty? Is there any general who has the ability to make children in Beijing stop crying at the age of 16?"

Song Xieyu didn't speak, but looked at Xie Ling for the first time. The new emperor sitting on the dragon chair was staring at Hong Weiqin with empty eyes, and his hands were tightly grasping the armrest of the dragon chair. , leaning forward unconsciously.

Ah!
With a light snort, Song Xieyu looked away, her heart was already cold for the most part.

The most is the ruthless emperor's family, she thought Xie Ling was different, at least different from the late emperor and Xie Yang, or to put it another way, Xie Ling was at least young, not at the age of suspicion.

Xie Ling is now able to sit in today's position, and Xie Chu's strength can be seen as long as he has eyes. Even King An and King Qi know that if Xie Ling is to be torn from the throne, Xie Chu must be removed first. The left arm and the right arm were chopped off, just to fulfill his wish.

She didn't believe that Xie Ling couldn't see it.

But now it seems that she is too naive after all, most of the emperors have similar virtues, and it is an eternal truth that the birds are as good as their bows.

There was only disappointment in her heart, no resentment, she didn't blame Xie Ling for listening to the slander, the flood in the south was going to crush the young emperor.

Looking at Xie Chu who was standing coldly at the bottom, Song Xieyu took a deep breath and suppressed the gloom in his heart.

Her personality is not to the point where anyone can step on it!

After Hong Weiqin finished speaking, he was also afraid that Ye Changmeng would ignore Song Xieyu, so he turned his gun at Xie Chu, trying to overwhelm him in momentum, and took the lead in firing.

"His Royal Highness King Yong, from now until now, you have not said a word, dare to ask if there is any dissatisfaction?"

The few kneeling behind King An saw that Hong Weiqin was making a big splash, and they were envious for a while, and said: "King Yong, for the sake of the country and the community, you should not occupy this high position anymore!"

Seeing that someone spoke up, Hong Weiqin also started to build momentum: "King Yong, you have made great achievements and your power has reached its peak. Your Majesty has been emperor for a year. How long will you hold on to the title of Regent? Your Majesty has a lot of trust in you, but you carry weapons every day, I'm afraid it's not for the purpose of protecting the emperor, but you have other thoughts?"

Xie Chu looked at Xie Ling silently, the latter's eyes dodged, and for a moment, he understood something, lowered his eyes, stood up, and bowed to Xie Ling without kneeling.

"Your Majesty, let your Majesty decide."

During his movements, the sword he was carrying at night shook, making him look more and more chilly.

Since Dayu established his dynasty, there has never been a precedent for a courtier to match a sword, but Xie Ling gave him this example.

When Xie Ling first ascended the throne, the people around him were fluctuating. King An and King Qi were thousands of miles away, but there were indeed many spies in Beijing. When Xie Ling first ascended the throne, the palace was very lively. There was a small thorn every three days, and a big one every five days. prick.

He carried the sword with him, and originally intended to protect Xie Ling. After all, Xie Ling and him had known each other since childhood. Although they were uncles and nephews, the age difference was only ten years.

Different from other princes, Xie Ling is the most like him, and also the most sympathetic with him, but luckier than him, he has never had his fortune told at birth, and he has never had the reputation of being a demon.

After protecting Xie Ling for half a year, he got used to wearing the sword on his waist, but now, he never thought that the sword protecting Xie Ling would make Xie Ling suspicious of him.

His sword has never been out of its sheath, even if it encounters an assassin, it has never been out of its sheath, but this unsheathed knife is more fearful and frightening than a magic weapon. The sword took the head of Xiangshang.

It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous, but it really corresponds to the old saying that if you have a ghost in your heart, whatever you look at is a ghost.

This high position is not what he wants to sit on, and this sword is not the grace he asked for. Since they care so much, they just want to return it.

Xie Lingwei heaved a sigh of relief, Xie Chu's opening like this gave him a step down.

This Uncle Wang, he has always been not very concerned about rights and other things, and he has the world in his heart. If this scourge is really caused by him, then letting him let go of his power and become an idle prince will be beneficial to the world and him.

And for Xie Ling himself, he can also solve a serious problem in his heart, and get the best of all three.

After making up his mind, Xie Ling was about to speak when he heard Song Xieyu suddenly laughed again.

Qinglingling, it sounds delicate.

But when I look back and savor it carefully, I feel that it is extraordinarily weird.

(End of this chapter)