Chapter 657

After a long time, he stopped walking and looked coldly at the kneeling people in front of him.

"You say, what should I do?" He opened his mouth and asked, all the momentum in his body pressing against each other.

The minister's back was wet with sweat as soon as he was soft.

If he had any response, how could he choose to enter the palace at this time at the risk of offending Song Ci!

But in the face of Song Ci's inquiry, he could not but answer, let alone answer casually.

"Why don't you talk? Don't you always have a lot to say in court? " Song Ci sneered and slowly approached each other.

Hearing this, the kneeling minister was startled, and immediately walked away. The big sweat drops fell down his face. In a short time, a small piece of water stains appeared under his body, and the palm was also wet and slippery.

After biting his teeth, the minister trembled and said, "I think Think... "

He racked his brains and prayed in his heart that he would survive.

"What do you think?" Song Ci asked in a soft voice, tiptoe forward, carelessly slightly pick up, the minister had to look up at him.

Song resigns as emperor. He is proficient in food, clothing, housing and transportation. Even the shoes on his face are made of the softest and smoothest silk, and there are dozens of top embroiderers who carefully embroider them. This kind of cloth will not bring any rough friction when it directly touches the skin, but it is not acceptable to everyone!

The minister clearly felt the tenderness and upward power from his chin. He was surprised and angry, and his face soon became the same color as pig liver. He even forgot what he was thinking and what Song Ci was asking.

His eyes are constantly widened, even if his eyes are sore for a while, he still sticks to it.

A small reflection of Song Ci appeared in his pupils, high above, with a frivolous look at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

He didn't care about the change of the minister's expression at all. Song Ci frowned because of his silence.

"Nothing to say?" Song Ci asked in a cold voice. At the same time, he pushed his foot hard and easily kicked the minister over.

The back of the head hit the ground heavily, and the dull sound passed all the way to the ears, like spring thunder.

In his dizziness, the minister came to himself.

Fingers clench, a moment later slowly release, in this process, the minister's eyes have a moment of sharp, soon spread again.

He struggled to get on his knees again, bowed his head, and cried, "I've got an idea!"

"Your Majesty is soft hearted, but those Untouchables are a group of people who only know how to advance an inch. Weichen thinks that your majesty should let them know the power of the imperial court!"

Because of his flattery, Song Ci felt comfortable, as if his pores were open.

He nodded and said, "that's true. It's up to you."

The minister pulled the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were cold.

"Weichen also said," he made a hesitant appearance and said, "the victims are only part of the problems that need to be solved, and the source of all the troubles should not be let go."

As soon as he thought that he had to work hard because of him, Song Ci's dissatisfaction immediately surged up.

His toes kept rolling the books beside him, and he said with gnashing teeth, "you're right. Since you put forward this matter, I'll leave it to you."

"I want him to know where he is wrong, and I want him to repent all his life for what he has done!" Song Ci added that his eyes were dim, and the way he looked at the minister was very meaningful.

Instead of nodding, the minister hesitated to look at Song Ci and said, "it's just a small matter to catch that man, but The lady's side... "

It seems that he is simply worried about what will go wrong if he is caught by hand, but this is a wake-up call in Song Ci's mind.

After biting his teeth, Song Ci said, "don't worry, the people of the harem can't stretch so long! Even if someone can do it, I will cut off my long hand directly! "

He said simply, the whole person is also like a sword in general, there is no cover to reveal the edge.

This Song Ci has not been seen for a long time, and the minister was a little stunned, and also felt funny.

He didn't understand why Song Ci didn't know everything, but he acted in a certain way, pushing himself closer to the cliff every step of the way?

He didn't want to let his stupor be the reason for Song Ci's anger. Similarly, he didn't want to see Song Ci's face any more, which led to repeated insults in his mind.

The minister praised the merits and promised again, and quietly and skillfully withdrew.

The sun is hard to penetrate the thick clouds, and gently falls on the minister's body and his eyes.

Blinking quickly, he pressed down the light in his eyes and kept it properly, then strode forward without hesitation.

"You, go to the lady's home and surround the whole mansion. No one is allowed to go out!" He ordered a group of people, and said, and he is stormy to the direction of the city gate.The trained army followed behind him, with neat steps, but not much spirit in his eyes.

The people in the capital watched them move forward, one by one raising their hands to cover their faces and looking forward.

Outside the city, the victims and the guards are facing each other and glaring.

"We can't waste any more time," the leader whispered, pressing the palm of his empty belly, trying to block the transmission of hunger.

"We don't have food, and the fatigue left behind by the previous rush hasn't dissipated. The longer the delay, the worse it will be for us."

His expression was solemn, but there was no hesitation or regret.

Because of his attitude, although the victims were a little alarmed, no one intended to retreat.

"They don't seem to have many people. Let's just rush up." Someone called.

It's getting dark. The leader can't see who the speaker is or what he looks like.

"I don't want to be tough with them if I don't have to," he said with a serious frown

"We have a goal, and we should respect our own lives. They are big, with the emperor standing behind them and the spear in their mobile phone!"

"We have no choice but to retreat. What we are holding in our hands are only hoes, hammers and even wooden sticks picked up from the side! Under such circumstances, if we have a positive impact, we will lose, no doubt! "

Some people do not believe this, next to the opening way of humming, "but not long ago, we did not lose."

"Did you win?" The leader said, raising his hand to the injured nearby, "have you forgotten their injuries?"

He looked around. This time, no one spoke any more unconvinced words.