Chapter 399

On the grand ceremony, Ling Tianwang stood quietly, seemingly without any sense of existence, but no one dared to really ignore him.

For the furtive sight, Ling Tianwang didn't pay attention to it.

He just looked at the boy who was at a loss and allowed to play with him. He looked at the bright yellow clothes on his body one by one and the crown representing his identity on his head. He had many feelings in his heart.

I don't know whether all this is lucky or not for him. Ling Tianwang thought in his heart that although he has got the power that the whole world dreams of from now on, it also means that he will never have freedom again.

"Li Cheng!" Eunuch's sharp voice suddenly rang out and pulled Ling Tianwang back from his thoughts.

He quickly blinked his eyes and suppressed all the feelings in his heart.

It's his business, and it has nothing to do with him. Why do you care so much? Ling Tianwang told himself that his expression gradually became indifferent.

Although Lao Chen's eyes were filled with tears because of the ceremony in front of him, his eyes always fell on Ling Tianwang's face. Because of this, he quickly found Ling Tianwang's mood change and his absent mindedness.

With a sigh in his heart, he called the people who were waiting on him. He lowered his voice and said, "well wait on Ling Tianwang. They are smart."

These people who have been in the palace for a long time have already grown up, not to mention the advice of the old minister.

That person silently recorded this matter in the bottom of his heart, and in the next time, he focused on Ling Tianwang, striving to serve each other comfortably and not to make any big trouble.

Although the new emperor is still young, but their specifications have not been reduced, just quietly watching can feel the rhythm of history contained in each action.

Under the deterrence of Ling Tianwang, and the newly rich who didn't agree with him had no other words. They pinched their tails one by one for fear that they might accidentally get into Ling Tianwang's trouble and let him find his own trouble.

So when Ling Tianwang didn't realize it, he acted as a sea calming needle, but even if he knew it, he would never mind.

Unconsciously, the sky has gradually darkened down, the complex ceremony has finally come to the end.

Ling Tianwang looked at the quiet boy sitting on the top, looked up and drank all the wine in front of him.

He has already put him in this position, and the future outcome depends on his own efforts.

I'm always afraid that my decision will turn out to be wrong. My gray hair is almost all white, and the age that I can't see because of maintenance has doubled.

On this day, he rarely chose to indulge himself. He got drunk, and in the end, he was even half helped back.

The stars in the sky are constantly flashing, like the eyes of the world.

The second day came slowly, and the previous excitement had disappeared for half a minute.

The old minister rubbed his forehead and pressed down his dizziness, trying to keep his sense.

He went to see Ling Tianwang and said all his calculations in these days.

Some unexpected pick pick eyebrow, Ling Tianwang did not say anything more, just nodded gently.

"Since you mention it on your own initiative, let's do it," Ling Tianwang said.

The corners of his mouth did not smile, and his eyes were peaceful, but no one dared to despise him, because the bloody lessons were still there, and they thought they could not afford such punishment.

The Spring Festival has been approaching, but all people can not sleep, the street is not half of the laughter.

Because they clearly know that the war has begun, and everything will be pulled into the battlefield, whether it is active or passive.

Those people who didn't know why were wailing, hoping that the local parents or the emperor could see their helplessness and end it as soon as possible.

But their voice is the weakest, they won't be taken seriously at all.

On the court hall, people stood in panic, calculating their own interests, saying some suggestions that people couldn't listen to at all.

"Your Majesty, it's time to call general Zhou back to tide over the difficulties." The man's spittle was flying and his face was red. It seemed that only by doing so could the crisis be excluded from the capital.

"Although general Zhou is not in the capital now, he must have heard about the massive rebel forces. But up to now, he has not said a word. I don't think general Zhou can be trusted now!" Others took a different stand and scoffed at what he said.

The emperor was sitting high on the Dragon chair. What he heard was their incessant quarrels, but in any case, they never asked him for advice.The emperor's face was ugly, and he couldn't accept it in his heart. But what can he do? If he wants to stay in this position, he still needs these ministers with their own interests.

Tightly closed his eyes, the emperor pressed down the anger in his heart, and silently recorded everything in his heart.

"In that case, why don't you let your majesty make this decision?" After a long argument, someone finally took two steps forward and offered advice.

After this sentence fell, those people's bodies became stiff involuntarily, and then they each made a look of respect, their heads hanging deeply. I'm going to listen to the emperor.

Until now. The emperor slowly opened his eyes, eyes a little bit swept the crowd.

"In that case, let general Zhou come back," he said in a low voice, slightly tilted his head, and the bead in front of him blocked the look on his face.

"Your majesty Someone, with a look of disapproval, yelled.

But the emperor was tired of the long quarrel. He gave him a blank look and left.

Everyone was startled by his action, one by one, and when they came back, they were complaining.

Walking on the road that has been gone many times, listening to the drum in his ear, the emperor slowly closed his eyes.

It seems that all the time before him was in a fog. Until now, the fog that has been shrouded for so long has gradually spread.

It was only after the fog had dispersed that he found that it was not the fairyland he thought it was, on the contrary, a piece of scarring, and the blackened traces on the land were vividly visible.