Chapter 1005

Yang Hu, the Minister of the Ministry of war, Lu fan, the Minister of the Ministry of household, Wang Zhishan, the Minister of the Ministry of rites, and Jiang Fu, the director of the inner government, came to the imperial study together as if they had made an appointment.

Huangfuyue is in a mess now. I don't know what happened outside.

I heard that the four of them came and rubbed their temples: "please come in."

"Emperor! Help

Four people came into the door and began to cry. They were all in a mess, like a vegetable market!

Huangfu month could not bear to lose a cup and went out: "one by one! The Ministry of war said first

"Emperor, ducao has shut down all her weapon factories, hundreds of thousands of soldiers, even the winter cotton padded clothes. What can we do?"

"Emperor, on the side of the Ministry of rites, everything has been pushed back. I really can't get it alone. I'm already in a mess."

"Emperor! Emperor, on the side of Hubu, ducao shut down the steel factory, and all his business contacts with Hubu. Even the brand of the first business in the world given by Xiandi was sent back! The loss of the Ministry of accounts is the most serious! "

"Emperor, all the cooperation of the inner government has been cut off. Now it's completely paralyzed. Even the sugar and tea in the palace next month can't be supplied!"

Four people cry, their life is really can't live.

Doodle, doodle, doodle!

Huangfuyue listened to them saying the name of ducao all the time, but she felt that her head was going to explode!

He kicked the table in front of him angrily and said, "can't we go without dung in Yong'an? Can't you six departments work without Du Cao! It's all rubbish! Is that right? "

It's no use swearing!

All the economic contacts in Yong'an are closely related to Du Cao.

Du Cao now shut down all industries, so forced out of Yong'an, do not give anyone the opportunity to respond, that is paralyzed, ah, no one can do!

Four people did not speak, so knelt there, one by one shivering.

"Where is the duckweed man now?" Huangfu Yue saw that they did not speak any more. There was another roar.

Wang Zhishan hesitated for a moment, and then said cautiously: "emperor, I'm afraid Du Cao has already left the capital, even Mo Cao Xuan has been shut down."

what? Mo Cao Xuan is gone?

This is what Huang Fu Yue didn't expect, and her face became extremely ugly: "where's the prime minister? What about my prime minister? "

the prime minister?

Lu Fan thought of Ji Lyric ink that decadent appearance, just think now or don't meet good.

Xiaoliangzi knelt on the ground: "the emperor calms down. The prime minister is seriously ill. Now I'm afraid he can't enter the palace."

ill? It's time to be sick!

Huangfuyue didn't understand. She just told the truth. Why did she make it like this now!

What on earth is duckweed angry about? She is the daughter of the Mu family. She has a deep blood feud with herself. She can not care about herself, and he can not care about any emperor. Why, instead, she is reluctant?

"Check it out! We must get the duckweed back. I have to ask myself what she is going to do! " Huangfu broke things again.

"You immediately look for new channels. I don't believe it. Without the weed, we will not be able to live in Yongan." Huang Fu Yue clenched her fist and looked ugly.

It's easy to say. Where is it so easy?

Several people look at each other, want to refute, but they are afraid that the head can't hold, can only leave obediently.

The prime minister's office.

Zhao Chumu and his seventh grandfather came to the prime minister's residence for the first time after they got the news. Looking at Ji Shumo, they were all hurt and dirty. They were speechless to each other.

Finally, seven grandfather opened his mouth first, went forward and touched Ji's head: "little ink, get up."

Ji Shumo looked up and saw seven grandfathers, but he couldn't hold back. He hugged seven grandfathers tightly and sobbed: "grandfathers, she's gone. This time she really left me. She won't come back. It's their fault. They hurt my grass. They forced my grass away. Why? Why do you do this to us? "

Listening to Ji's cry, the seventh grandfather felt Ji's head like a knife. He said in a soft voice, "it will get better. Everything will get better. Xiaocao will come back and you will get better."No, the grass will never come back.

Ji Shumo stood up and wiped his tears hard: "don't worry, I won't die, I will live well, you go, I want to be alone for a while."

With that, Ji Shumo turned into Ji's ancestral hall.

Once upon a time, in order to grow up in this ancestral hall, Ji xumo used up all his strength, and so did Du Cao.

But now kneeling here, Ji Lyric ink only feel very sad in the heart.

"Father, mother, if you were here, would you force the grass away because of these things? She is the daughter of the Mu family. I have known for a long time that the child is unfilial, Rao is so, and I love her. But now that she's gone, she'll never come back. The child's heart is like a knife, and the child is suffering. The child is so hard. It's really tired to be the young master of the Ji family! "

Ji Shumo said, sobbing again.

He's really sad. Why?

Why did they go through so much, they worked so hard, they thought they could overcome everything, but all along the way, they all helped each other in all the difficult days, they were all together, but now, everything is better, they can no longer be together, why!

Ji Shumo is clear about Du Cao's sadness and helplessness, so Ji Shumo knows that if Du Cao stays with him, he will only be more sad. Therefore, he is desperate to live, but he is willing to let go. He is not qualified to pull Du Cao to sink with him.

He was trapped, trapped by the blood and responsibility of the Ji family, and couldn't escape any more.

But there is no such thing as duckweed. Duckweed can still fly far away, and duckweed can be itself.

From this moment on, Ji Shumo died, the young man in angry clothes died, and the one who survived was the young master of Ji's family, the Prime Minister of Yong'an!

Ji doesn't know what kind of blow Du Cao's leaving is for Yong'an. Ji only knows that his heart is broken and dead.

Zhao Chumu and his seventh grandfather stood in the yard looking at each other and sighed: "after all, they have come to such a step."

"Yue'er is really not sensible." Zhao Chumu lowered his head and said, "I've been working hard for so many years, but yue'er always remembers that it's the Mu family who made him look like this. Everyone in the Mu family is damned!"