In the Pu Tian Palace, in the Wei Yang Palace.
Yuwen Luo was dressed in a red robe with a golden dragon embroidered on his back.
He wore a high-sounding robe and hung five nine-pearl golden robes, coinciding with the number of ninety-five.
He propped his head with his hands and watched the memorial.
Then, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the old man beneath the stage, who was standing with his head lowered.
"In two days, there were 37 consecutive murders in the capital. Those who died were all direct descendants of the Gu and Zhao families. Who do you think did it?"
His deep voice echoed back and forth in Wei Yang Palace.
The old man below the stage still lowered his head and respectfully replied, "I don't know."
"I don't know?" Yuwen Luo's eyes lit up. At that moment, his voice became a little deeper, "Do you really not know, or do you not know?"
"I really don't know." The old man replied.
"Zhang Xiang!" But at that time, Yuwen Luo who heard this suddenly stood up and threw the memorial in his hand in front of the old man. "Two days ago, Lin Kai brought a group of Jianghu people to the Tian Ce Mansion to cause trouble. He killed 37 of the Tian Ce Mansion 's Manor Army. Two days later, 37 direct descendants of the Gu and Zhao families died one after another. Do you think you don't know who did this?"
Facing the furious Yuwen Luo, the old man below the stage still had an indifferent expression.
"In that case, His Majesty has already found the culprit. Then please give His Majesty a decree. This old minister will bring people to capture the important criminals." The old prime minister cupped his hands and said, looking loyal and obedient.
Hearing this, Yuwen Luo was slightly stunned, and then a smile appeared on his face.
He smiled very clearly, as if from the bottom of his heart.
"Capture an important criminal? He is holding Jizhou in Xu Han's hand. There are two important towns, the Sword Dragon Pass and Big Yellow City. They strangled my Great Zhou's throat. Zhu Xian doesn't even dare to touch him. How dare I?"
"Back then, when Mu Ji led his troops into the seclusion, if His Majesty was willing to send a secret edict to ask Prince Zhao of You Zhou for help, Old General Lin would not die in battle. Big Yellow City would definitely be grateful to His Majesty, so why would it be like this?" The old man asked.
"Are you blaming me?" Yuwen Luo said in a deep voice, his eyes slowly narrowing at that time.
"Your Majesty has his own Holy Judgment. I dare not." The old man hurriedly said, his attitude still respectful.
Perhaps it was the old man's unyielding attitude that made Yuwen Luo somewhat at a loss as to how to continue speaking, At that time, he sat back on the dragon chair behind him and remained silent for a long time before he said again, "Zong Zhengyu Wencheng's memorial to the prime minister, right? Then what exactly is Xu Han's ident. I.ty? You and I know perfectly well that you are helping him deal with the Yin Clan and Gu and Zhao families. Where do you want me to be?"
"You, Ji, Qing, Chong four prefectures suffered a snowstorm. Zhu Xian took most of the treasury's funds to rebuild the Azure Dragon Army. The rest is difficult to solve the problems of the people in the four prefectures."
"Is this your reason?" Hearing this, Yuwen Luo slapped the desk on the table and angrily said, "Xu Han got the money and didn't he get enough for himself and sent it all to Jizhou. Didn't the people of the other three provinces suffer from the same hunger and cold?"
"The world is in turmoil. To be able to save a state, it is a state." The old prime minister cupped his hands in response.
"What a good one that can save a state is a state. Then where are you going to place me? Do you want Xu Han to become the emperor of the Great Zhou Empire?" Yuwen Luo's expression was cold. At that time, the candlelight in Wei Yang Palace seemed to have sensed the turbulence in the Emperor's heart. At that time, it suddenly became bright and dark.
"Your Majesty, this old official only knows about the Great Zhou Empire. Other than that, I have no other thoughts."
Seemingly shocked by the might of the heavens, the old man suddenly knelt down and shouted loudly.
Facing the old man's posture that a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, Yuwen Luo finally put away the idea of fighting with him over this matter.
The anger on his face suddenly dissipated at this moment. He said somewhat dispiritedly, "My Dragon Qi … is dissipating."
After saying that, Yuwen Luo's gaze fell on the old man below the stage.
However, the old man still knelt on the ground as if he had never heard of it before.
"Ever since Xu Han returned to Chang'an, my Dragon Qi has been dissipating. Right now, it's only a faint green color. In less than half a year, I'm afraid I can only be like King Yu."
The expression on Yuwen Luo's face became absent-minded at that time, and his gaze was deep, as if he had returned to a long time ago.
"Back then, when Father did the great rebellion, he summoned the gravekeeper, Canghai Liu, to join hands with the Headmaster to kill him."
"I am not the Son of Heaven's Will. To be able to ascend to this position is indeed a matter of urgency."
"I originally thought that killing those young sons would ensure that my throne would be safe, but I had thought that there would still be fish that escaped the net. Now that I've returned, I've used all the dragon qi I've accumulated over the years to make a wedding dress."
After saying this, Yuwen Luo suddenly looked at the old man again and said sadly, "These past few years, I have deliberately annihilated the Mu Palace, supported the Longevity Division, and dragged down Tiance Prefecture. However, I do not want to end up in such a predicament. What's wrong with me, do you think?"
Hearing this, the old man who had been crouching his head for a long time finally spoke again.
"Your Majesty, do you know what happened to the Tian Ce Mansion two days ago?"
Hearing this, Yuwen Luo was stunned. Although the old man's question did not seem to have anything to do with their previous conversation, he still replied at that time, "You mean the dead Tiance Prefecture army?"
"Two days ago in the Tian Ce Mansion 's war, someone felt that there was a demonic aura pervading the Tian Ce Mansion." The old man ignored Yuwen Luo's words and said.
"What?" The Emperor's expression changed drastically when he said those words. He muttered to himself with an incredulous expression, "You mean what father did back then was successful? Did he really create a half-demon?"
"Whether it's Da Chu or the previous emperor, I don't know why so many people in the world are addicted to this half-demon technique. I just want to tell His Majesty what His Majesty did wrong."
"What?" Yuwen Luo was stunned again, "Are you saying that I shouldn't have let that baby go back then?"
"Fei Ye…"
"It was indeed a heaven-defying move for the first emperor to create half a demon, but now it seems that he has succeeded."
At that time, the old man who had been lowering his head finally raised his head for the first time. He looked at the unpredictable Yuwen Luo on the high platform, and his gaze instantly became deep.
"Your Majesty is not the son of the heavens. Since you want to sit firmly on this throne, you must have the determination to go against the heavens."
"But what about His Majesty?"
"But I believe in the so-called Dragon Qi technique. I thought that by trapping the Dragon Qi, I would be able to sit firmly on the throne."
"But I never thought that using Dragon Qi to prove the emperor position is a rule set by the heavens."
"Using the Heaven-defying Technique, do something heaven-defying…"
"I thought you were talking nonsense, but I don't think so."
After saying that, the deep gaze in the old man's eyes disappeared once again. At that time, he became the old man who was on the verge of death.
On the high platform, Yuwen Luo's expression was dejected, and the words in his ears were endless, echoing back and forth.
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