Chapter 342

Jiang zisu didn't seem to expect that he was in this form. Unexpectedly, someone dared to refute himself. He raised his eyebrows: "what do you mean by this, Shangshu? Mess with the rules? I tell you, I will be the rules of Dawei from now on."

"You!"

The minister was obviously angry. He didn't expect that Jiang zisu would become so fearless after tearing his face. He even dared to forget the rules of his ancestors.

Mu Zhihuan sat on the stage and saw clearly. The angry face of the Shangshu made mu Zhihuan sigh in his heart. These people still wanted to see Jiang zisu too much.

The fact that he dared to usurp the throne blatantly shows that he is ready to fight back. It is impossible for these pedantic ministers to rely solely on the so-called rules and grandparents to exert pressure.

Sure enough, Jiang zisu directly asked someone to catch the Shangshu who had just asked: "for your meritorious service to the former Emperor, I only let you go to the water prison for a month. If you are still alive after a month, I will allow you to return home."

Listening to Jiang zisu's words, mu Zhihuan took a breath.

The man in front of him is clearly an old man at dusk. Jiang zisu wants to lock him up in a water prison for a month. Where is he going to stay alive? Clearly trying to kill him.

Mu Zhihuan was about to say something, and Jiang Zimu, who had been very silent, opened his mouth: "Jiang zisu, the Shangshu Lord used to be a golden and iron horse, and he worked hard without credit. Would you be too much for him?"

Jiang zisu just glanced at Jiang Zimu gently: "I'm too much? My good brother, you need me to show you the evidence of how you got the throne. Who's more excessive?"

Jiang Zimu smiled and said, "when I inherited the throne, I used the imperial edict written and sealed by the former Emperor. It's different from someone's false imperial edict. If you have that kind of thing, take it out and let me have a look."

"Really? I think brother, you probably forgot that our father was a suspicious man. How could there be only one copy of the imperial edict?"

Then the people around Jiang zisu put on a yellow scroll again.

When Jiang zisu's scroll was taken out, everyone was stunned.

The yellow silk cloth used in the scroll was the favorite of the former Emperor, and it didn't look like a fake, that is to say... Did there really be two edicts at the beginning?

In the eyes of everyone later, Jiang zisu opened the imperial edict.

Then he looked at Jiang Zimu contemptuously and read the contents of the imperial edict.

"My son Su, your eldest brother, Zimu, is a gentleman with both political integrity and talent. But even the smartest person may mistakenly believe the slander of others. If Zimu takes Dawei's people off the road one day, you will take this decree and cut off his throne."

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After reading it, Jiang zisu put the imperial edict on his hand on his chest: "Jiang Zimu, may I ask you that Ning wants to make friends with our country and specially sent a princess to make peace with our country. Where is the princess now?"

Jiang Zimu seemed to be stimulated by the edict just now. He looked at Jiang zisu strangely: "your edict must be false!"

Jiang zisu shrugged: "if you don't believe it, you can come up and verify it yourself."

As soon as his big voice fell, Jiang Zimu raised his feet and was ready to walk towards the stage, but Gu Mingxuan grabbed his arm the next second: "don't move, if you go up, we will be really passive."

Jiang Zimu glanced at Jiang zisu in embarrassment, then looked at Gu Mingxuan, finally bit his teeth and stood where he was.

Jiang zisu, who was on the stage, saw this scene and hooked her lips. A sneer flashed in her eyes: "it seems that you dare not come up."

Mu Zhihuan stood aside and saw it clearly. If Jiang Zimu really came up just now, he would be controlled by Jiang zisu with that medicine again. He would be the general at that time.

At that time, Jiang Zimu can be at the mercy of Jiang zisu. Even if Gu Mingxuan has more ways, he can't beat a general who is willing to help the enemy.

Fortunately, Gu Mingxuan just stopped Jiang Zimu, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Mu Zhihuan sighed in her heart, but her eyes drifted between Gu Mingxuan and Jiang zisu.

He doesn't know what Jiang zisu will do to Gu Mingxuan if he destroys Jiang zisu's plan.

"Oh, whether I can't go up or not, at least you have a decree that is false. Jiang zisu, even if you really ascend the throne and become the emperor now, so what, what do you want to serve the public?"

The question seemed ridiculous. Jiang zisu couldn't help laughing and said, "you, Jiang Zimu, ignore my dissuasion. Once you indulge in the concubines of the harem, the princess who came to make peace has no trace, which has broken the balance between us and Ningguo."

"Later, you spoiled the demon imperial concubine in the harem. Do you know that your favorite imperial concubine and her family almost took over the rice oil business of Dawei. Now the big rice price outside is frightening, and the oil price is high. The people are living in deep water and fire. Everyone complains."

"I'm driving you out of this dragon chair now. It's the desire of the people and the hope of the people."

Mu Zhihuan listened to Jiang zisu's words. If it weren't for the wrong time, she really wanted to issue Jiang zisu a certificate that can lie best.

Mu Zhihuan wanted to applaud him for telling a lie.

She thought so, but Jiang Zimu had already done so.

Just listening to the "pa pa" sound, Jiang Zimu's voice was low and dumb: "when I said how to marry the princess to you, you promised so simply. It turned out that you were planning this?"

Then Jiang Zimu glanced at Jiang zisu gently: "do you mean that as long as I find the princess and divorce my beloved imperial concubine, I won't be a confused king?"

Jiang zisu just looked at him coldly and didn't speak.

Jiang Zimu suddenly raised his lips and smiled: "in that case, I'll agree to your request. My beloved imperial concubine's brother is right here. You say he wantonly collects and scrapes people's fat and cream, so I'll ask."

Then, Jiang Zimu turned his head to the trembling man around him: "I ask you, what our Prince Li said is true?"

The man's face was pale: "how... How... I always do things according to the emperor's requirements."

Jiang Zimu snorted coldly, "then you mean Prince Li is slandering you?"

The man obviously didn't dare to look at Jiang zisu's eyes: "just... Just..."