Chapter 719

Damn it, this man should have been a dog in his last life. Otherwise, how could he bite himself when he found a chance without putting his mouth on?

Don't cherish what Yan really thought and how depressed he was. Finally, he simply adopted a policy of ignoring it.

I'm going to let the man retreat.

Unfortunately, she still overestimated Murong Yu's bottom line

"Why, my Yan Yan doesn't know how to answer me?" Murong Yu chuckled and stole a fragrance directly from Mo Xi Yan's lips with a quick thunder. Then he beat his hands fiercely, picked up the whole person and quickly placed it on the beauty couch.

"Since my Yan Yan is not good at answering this question, I'll help you answer it for free."

Words fell, his lips completely sealed Mo Xiyan's, and he didn't give her a chance to finish.

Don't cherish Yan. The only thing he can do now is to close his eyes and abandon himself.

Capital Palace

When Murong Yu ate Mo Xiyan's tofu again, Murong Leng was holding a whip and whipped a young man in a blue suit.

It is worth mentioning that while he was beating, Murong Du was asked to stand aside and enjoy the performance.

Murong looked at Murong Leng with complex eyes. He didn't understand it until now.

Why can it be called a cool Murong Leng before? How did he become a complete tyrant as soon as he ascended the throne?

You should know that in the early days of the establishment of the new dynasty, the emperor can have any style, such as moderate, Leili popular, or flattering his subordinates. Although these types of emperors are not the best for the whole court, they will not be disordered in a short time. Just as Murong carefully did before, at least before seeking merit, A stable word is the most important.

But Murong Leng is "going against the sky.".

Everyone said to stop first, but he insisted on doing it.

They advised him to do it. After this thing is done, your throne will be more stable.

It's a pity that he didn't say anything, but also hit you heavily in the face, which made you lose confidence in him every minute.

For example, Murong Du was very disappointed when Murong was cold like this.

After all, he once supported Murong Leng.

When Murong Yu asked them.

At that time, he thought Murong Leng was the emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

But that was only for Murong Leng at that time.

For the emperor who is unhappy without blood all day, he regrets it very much.

Murong Dugu is also willing to believe that Murong yu should regret it now.

Because of this, he has been quietly delivering letters to Murong, hoping that he can return to Beijing once, well persuade Murong Leng to be the emperor, and completely stabilize the turbulent Korean situation in a short time.

With the last few lashes, Murong finally came to an end after two hours of whipping in the cold.

"Hahaha, fourth brother, have you seen it? That man is Muzi, the little eunuch who betrayed me."

Murong Leng threw away the cracked whip, strode to Murong Du's side, allowed Youping to wipe his sweat, laughed and said to him, "hahaha, I just want everyone in the world to know that no one who has betrayed me can die."

At the same time, his sweat was wiped. As soon as he threw his handkerchief, he took the ginseng tea handed over by Youping and took a sip gently.

"This is the fun of being an emperor. You know, the whole world belongs to me. Why can't I kill a few people who have dealt with me, huh?"

Is this a question?

Murong sighed, took a deep breath and said, "Your Majesty, it's really human nature for you to do so. I don't object to this kind of tooth for tooth and eye for eye."

At this point, he changed his breath a little, and then said again before Murong Leng spoke, "but now is not the most suitable time. To know that a good emperor should learn to wait, just like when hunters hunt, sometimes they often have to squat at one point for a few days, and to do this, patience is undoubtedly the most important..."

"So you mean to let me learn patience. What do these two mean?"

Murong Leng interrupted directly. He was not very satisfied with what Murong Du said.

Because in his dictionary, he always only has to do, and there is not a word that he wants to do first.

This was the case before he pretended to be dead and then he became emperor.

If he is like Murong Du, he thinks about East and West, taking into account this and that.

Maybe this country is no longer his.

Well, maybe Murong Yu just sat down.

More likely, Murong Yu will do it again.

In short, whether Murong was crowned emperor or Murong was careful to be emperor, he was naturally very dissatisfied with the result.

Because now he is an emperor.

No one else will talk unless he dies.

"It can also mean that, if your Majesty must think so."

Murong was stunned. After seeing Murong Leng's gradually gloomy eyes, he sighed again, "of course, it is still you who make the final decision. After all, the minister is the minister, and you are the king, and you will always be the king."

Murong Leng likes to hear this.

Well, especially pleasant to the ear.

"OK, I understand what you mean. I'm not that kind of person who doesn't know what to do. You can rest assured."

Murong Leng's tone was soft after all.

He was in a good mood and waved his hand, "since the fourth brother wants to leave first, kneel down."

Murong was relieved when he heard the speech. "Yes, I'll leave."

He made a simple salute, then bowed and walked out slowly.

After he left completely, Murong Leng walked back to the young man who seemed to have been knocked out and kicked his ass, "OK, you can wake up."

"Master, can you kick gently next time?"

The young man jumped up and rubbed his ass. his eyes were red with pain. He looked really wronged.

"No." Murong Leng refused directly.

"Clean up and keep an eye on Murong Du. Tell me everything big and small. Do you understand?"

The young man put away the smile on his face, slightly collected his eyes, and Lengsu said, "my subordinates understand that they will not bear the trust of the master."

Then, the young man had rushed out of the Royal study from the window and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Youping, is it really right for you to say that I did this?" Murong Leng is probably the most urgent person among all people who wants everything to be quiet.

But all his previous attempts ended in failure.

It was not until he developed his own personal design of violent emperors under Youping's suggestion that those courtiers who could scold him to death converged one by one.

But now it seems that the effect is too much?