Chapter 667

After repeating this for several times, those ministers completely lost the impulse to follow Song Ci and flatter him like lotus.

They were so depressed that if they were not rational, they would almost scold.

They're going to be beheaded! It's not a minor injury! Who can not panic!

Don't say anything about the afterlife, what does it have to do with them! They just want to live well in the real world! Become a man of virtue!

Looking at the constant changes on their faces, Song Ci's smile became stronger, but his eyes became more and more indifferent, almost frozen.

Oh.

The ministers were weak one by one, but in a moment they were caught by the guards and couldn't move any more.

Seeing that the distance between them and Song Ci was getting farther and farther, they could even feel the warmth of the sun. They were completely flustered.

"Your majesty! Your majesty! I have something to say Someone yelled in panic, with red eyes.

The index finger beat slightly, Song Ci said, "stop, I'd like to hear what you have to say."

The body that was moving at a high speed finally stopped. As soon as the body was soft, the whole person seemed to turn into a pool of mud and fell to the ground.

Seeing that he had a glimmer of life, other people's eyes lit up and cried out one by one.

Song Ci sneered, but after all, he waved his hand and said, "you stand by and wait for my command."

The ministers were lying on the ground in a mess. They didn't look like they were on the top in ordinary days. On the contrary, they were no different from the victims.

"Which one of you said first?" Song Ci sat up straight and asked slowly, "this is your last chance."

Although the brain is blank, those people dare not ask Song Ci to leave time to think.

Under the gaze of colleagues nearby, the first person who opened his mouth rubbed his palms wet with sweat on the ground, kneeling hard.

"Your Majesty," he cried in a low voice, "although Ling Tianwang is now under the siege, he is not orthodox after all. I think your majesty should be reprimanded."

"Orthodoxy?" Song Ci looked at him sullenly. His sunken cheeks and cracked lips highlighted the vicissitudes of his life. "Even if he is not orthodox, who dares to say anything when he is on the throne?"

With the sound of asking in front, the man's hands slipped, and the whole person fell to the ground with nosebleed.

Some disliked to see him, Song Ci did not hesitate to say, "drag him down, shut up."

We are doomed!

Looking at the past scenery infinite people like a dead dog was pulled down, all people's hearts emerge out of this word.

Regardless of their mourning, Song Ci then asked, "what can you do to solve the current siege?"

They dare not treat Song Ci as a fool like the previous one. They racked their brains to think hard and painfully, and gave out some suggestions that seemed reasonable, but were totally infeasible.

In this process, Song Ci despised them for being useless, and they also resented Song Ci's ignorance and incompetence.

At this time, they forget the monarch and his courtiers, can only see the bloody ending in front of them.

"I remember that there are old ministers in the cell. Your majesty is not as good as When you know it, you use emotion, when you move it, you use reason, and you ask for advice from them. "

Hearing this, Song Ci's eyes brightened, and his face was rarely seen with a smile.

"You have some use," he said.

The man didn't know what Song Ci meant. His face was full of flattery, but his heart was wandering in the air. There was no way to land.

"In that case," Song Ci said in silence, "I'll leave you alone, and the others will drag on."

Those people have not recovered, the mouth was blocked, can only watch the distance between Song Ci and himself more and more far.

Just at this time, a cool wind came from outside, blowing straight on everyone's face.

Song Ci's eyes were bright for a moment, and soon they were covered by scarlet.

"Go, go to the prison with me," Song Ci stood up and went straight out.

After walking for a while, Song Ci frowned and looked back.

"Why don't you move?" He asked in a cold voice.

That person a stir to work properly, want to also don't want of of climbed up from the ground, cautiously chased up.

In Song Ci's eyes, he was a little satisfied. He turned around and said, "you look at him in the back. I don't want to wait until I'm in prison, but I find that I'm the only one left."

He said a rare joke, but now, no one can laugh.

With a slight hiss, the pace of Song Ci was faster."He's just a lost dog. Where can he come from? He's shouting in front of me. When I ask for advice, he'll go back to where he came from!"

Song Ci's voice is transmitted in the air, but it can only make people nearby feel more and more desperate.

Not to mention the troops under Ling Tianwang's hand, he only said that the minister who had been locked up for a long time for no reason would really be willing to give advice for Song Ci?

No one dares to answer this question, only Song Ci has extraordinary confidence in himself, but the biggest possibility is nothing but empty joy.

In the city, the courtyard of the aristocratic family is closed. On the busy road, only night owls pass by occasionally, leaving a shrill cry.

"I don't know who is the winner."

"It's good who is the winner. I just hope the future will be better. Don't starve to death, and don't have any more disasters."

"Shut up! How can you cut in on these things? "

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Sounds like these are heard in the closed gate of the courtyard. Whether it's a high gate courtyard or a field in the suburbs, there are always people paying close attention to all this.

Outside the city, Song Ci looked at the sky and said, "I don't know how Song Ci reacted to the letter I handed over."

Seeing him in a narrow way, Zhou ruo'an couldn't help laughing and said, "it's supposed to be angry."

"He always thought that he was the only king in the world, but now he was suddenly disillusioned. Naturally, he didn't want to believe it."

"Indeed," Ling Tianwang nodded, "now I'm looking forward to him and me face-to-face. It must be satisfying."

Zhou ruo'an shook his head with a smile, and his eyes slowly became deep.

"Wait a little longer, it will be right there," Zhou ruo'an murmured softly. He didn't know whether he wanted to pacify Ling Tianwang or tell himself.