The guard didn't guard against the rear, so the formation just made was scattered.

Those who came from behind quickly gathered around the prime minister with weapons in hand and sharp eyes.

Looking at their backs, the prime minister couldn't help sighing. He couldn't tell what it was like. He was moved, but he didn't agree.

"What are you trying to do? Can't you rob the execution ground? " The other side angrily opened his mouth and yelled, the bright white blade flashing in the air.

"So what!" The old servant sneered and said.

The other party didn't expect that he could say such words in public. His eyes suddenly widened, and his eyes almost fell to the ground.

"You, are you going to rebel?" He began to scold, trying to intimidate the old servant, let him give up this dangerous idea.

But he forgot, this country is not a strong time!

The capital is about to be conquered, and how long can Song Ci be in power? Under the control of this idea, no one cares about his threat.

Even some people disdained to curl their lips, shouting, "rebellion? How dare we! It's just that the country will be defeated, and I don't know when the emperor will be able to do it. I can't say that he will not be an emperor before we leave. "

This remark is very popular, but it can't be refuted.

Now most of the troops in the city have been transferred to the city wall, and the loose guards around the execution ground are the best proof. Otherwise, how could the people of the prime minister's residence easily touch the execution ground!

There were so many people around him that the prime minister could not find anyone to speak to, so he could only sigh.

The confrontation between the two sides resulted in many verbal conflicts, but because of their own calculation, they tacit understanding did not start.

After a long time, the prime minister's tiptoe moved to the front, breaking the confrontation between the two.

"It's urgent now," he said earnestly. "Instead of confronting us here, you'd better go to the wall and fight the enemy."

There is no way to really fight. It's just a waste of time for them to stay here. After understanding this, those people sighed and turned away reluctantly.

The prime minister's tense body slowly relaxed until there was only one of them left on the execution ground.

"You shouldn't have come," he said, looking back at the man standing behind him. "Although it's stormy now, it's still dangerous to rob the execution ground."

The old servant looked at him with emotion, but he turned a deaf ear to the blame in his mouth. The people behind him looked at each other, and even laughed and pretended to be deaf and dumb.

Because of their attitude, the prime minister's heart was moved, but also some uncontrollable anger, but in the end there was only emotion.

He looked to the direction of the gate, gently shook his head, and said in a low voice, "who could have thought of such a day."

"Let's go, let's go back to the house," said the prime minister with a smile, facing the old servant's worried eyes.

Although the street seems to be empty, but in the shadow corner, the spies arranged by aristocrats have never been less.

The news that the prime minister left the execution ground unharmed was passed on layer by layer to all the influential people.

It seemed to be a switch, which opened the wild hope in those people's hearts and completely destroyed their instinctive awe of Song Ci and imperial power.

When Ling Tianwang didn't know it, the capital had been unconsciously divided into several forces, and they collided with each other secretly, trying to compete with each other.

On the other hand, Song Ci is still frantically urging those once loyal ministers to point out a way for themselves.

But how could it be?

Ling Tianwang has been under the siege, all the surrounding cities are occupied! He had already fallen into the Jedi that could not turn over! There's no way!

"You can think about it slowly," Song Ci said, "with half an hour as the boundary, if no one gives any suggestions within half an hour, you can directly push out a person to die until the end."

His tone was calm, as if he didn't know what a crazy and ridiculous thing he was talking about.

People nearby could not help but took a breath of cold air. The ministers who were much weaker shook their bodies and almost fainted.

As time goes by, silence is constantly passing in the prison. Song Ci's madness seems to become a transparent wall, blocking the outside light and warmth.

"Your majesty Accompanied by the sound, Song Ci suddenly had a small figure in front of him.

He casually knocked the fingers of the table stopped, and his gloomy eyes slowly moved to the person.

There was no disturbing knocking sound, and all the people nearby were relieved. Although they were still upset, they had no impulse to die like before,

"what's the matter?" Song Ci looks at him without expression and asks."Ling Tianwang No, the rebels have sent a letter to your majesty The visitor whispered, arms flat forward, holding a small envelope.

Song biding looked at the envelope, his eyes flickering and changing, and his calm face began to twist.

"What does he want to do? Threaten me Song Ci overturned the table beside him and gasped.

The visitor had already guessed Song Ci's possible reaction, but when the heavy table wiped his arm, he was still shaking all over.

Carefully raised his eyes, he tried to secretly observe Song Ci's mood at this time, but he was too scared to breathe by the other side's ferocious face.

Now, he is only afraid that Song Ci will kill him for a moment!

"Go away!" Song Ci yelled, almost uncontrollably jumped on the small envelope and punched and kicked.

"Get out of here! You can't replace me! I am the king of the world! You are just an unorthodox rebel

"You used to crawl at the feet of your father, and now you can only kneel at my feet! Put on my shoes and take off my boots

Because Ling Tianwang's provocative meaning was too obvious, Song Ci was angry, and for a moment, he even fell into a crazy trend.

This is not a palace. If something happens in the middle of the way, it will take a long time for the imperial doctor to go all out! By that time, I'm afraid the day lily will be cold!

Because of this worry, the people who were waiting for Song Ci clenched their teeth and approached him wobbly.

Then, the swift hand, patted his neck, hit!