The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si - Chapter 804

The words behind the official book Shangshu were caught in the throat by the sudden darkness.

Then, countless horrified shouts rang.

There was darkness in the hall, the kind of darkness that couldn’t see the five fingers, and this darkness could amplify all sounds and fears in people’s hearts.

“Protect the emperor!”

The sound of exclamation, the sound of collision, and more of it is crying.

“Tengu swallowed the sun!”

I don’t know how long it took, it seemed to the people present that it took half a lifetime, and the lights finally came on.

Outside the hall, it was dark.

At this moment, the officials couldn’t care to see what each other was like, and even forgot about the safety of Emperor Jingming. They knelt and crawled to the gate of the palace, crying as they climbed.

Tengu swallows the sun, this is an ominous omen, fearing major changes.

Emperor Jing Ming was sitting on the dragon chair with a cold heart and cold body.

Tengu swallows the sun? Does this mean that he has failed in virtue and God warned him to condemn him?

The sky finally lit up at this time, and the lights in the main hall looked a little darker than the bright ones outside.

The sun was shining outside the temple, and it was hard to see that the great terror had just arrived.

After all, Emperor Jingming has been through the wind and frost, and he has seen all the bad luck in his decades-long emperor career, and he quickly eased over.

Looking around at the trembling and panic-stricken officials, he said, “Gu Shangshu, what did you just start playing?”

The officials looked up at their emperor blankly.

What is the emperor talking about?

“Gu Shangshu, I want to ask you.” Emperor Jingming increased his tone.

This group of old guys, is it possible that this is anxious to urge him to commit crimes?

What happened to him to find himself a step down first?

Gu Shangshu was named, and a Ji Ling returned to his mind: “Chen——”

I just said a word and couldn’t continue.

What was he just going to do?

By the way, he wanted to persuade the emperor to reconsider the candidate for the prince, because the new prince’s sudden diarrhea on the eve of the incorporation ceremony prevented the canonization ceremony from being held. This was a warning from God to the emperor’s hasty decision.

But the tengu swallowing sun just happened, and today was supposed to be the day for the crown prince!

This shows what?

As the mainstay of the imperial court, Gu Shangshu quickly reacted: It shows that the new prince has a profound Fukuze, and he has avoided the day of great evil!

Doesn’t this mean that the prince is the prince who is favored by the heavens, otherwise, how could he avoid physical discomfort at this time?

At this time, he persuaded him to re-establish the prince again. This is just to slap himself in the face, or the swollen one.

Emperor Jingming advocated frugality. There was no ice basin in the main hall, and the embarrassing sweat quietly covered Gu Shangshu’s back.

“Gu Shangshu?”

Gu Shangshu coughed slightly and said righteously: “The minister proposed to increase the relief efforts for droughts and floods, so that the people can enjoy the emperor’s favor…”

Qi Qi, the minister with the memorial in his sleeve, wanted to roll his eyes.

Gu Shangshu, who really deserves to be the head of the hundred officials, has the thickest skin, aside from anything else.

Emperor Jingming glanced at the officials, and slowly said, “Tengu swallows the sun. This is because God is dissatisfied with me. We should increase the relief efforts and reduce the people’s duties. This is what we should do. You Aiqing have other things to tell. Huh?”

The ministers watched their noses and noses, and none of them said anything.

Talking at this time, is it silly?

Emperor Jingming waited for a while, and when no one was speaking, his expression suddenly became cold: “You Aiqing have nothing to say, then retreat, and Chuanqin Tianjian is coming to the Imperial Study Room!”

The aggravated tone made every word that Emperor Jingming uttered turned into a cone of ice, piercing the hearts of the officials one by one, making people fearful.

For a while, the atmosphere in the hall became more solemn, and no one dared to move.

Emperor Jing Ming strode away with a sharp face.

After waiting for a while, all the officials walked out one after another. They walked out of the temple and unconsciously glanced in the direction of the Qintian Supervisor and sighed secretly.

The Qintian Supervisor may be imminent.

The Qintian Supervisor was the one who staggered and knelt in front of Emperor Jingming, and wept bitterly, “The minister is a death penalty!”

Emperor Jingming’s face was as heavy as a dark cloud, and he asked sternly: “What the **** did the Qintian Supervisor eat? Setting today as a good day and auspicious day, is this making me a fool?”

The Qintian Supervisor was trembling: “The minister is guilty, and the subordinates have made such a big mistake but can’t detect it. The minister deserves death!”

Emperor Jingming sneered: “You really deserve to die! It was the day when the crown prince was enshrined, but the tengu swallowed the sun. Imagine if the prince canonization ceremony was held on schedule, how would we face the people? How would other countries treat Great Zhou? You are asking me and the prince to become a joke recorded in the annals of history, to be laughed at by posterity!”

Emperor Jingming was trembling with anger.

He had never been so angry before, and he was afraid of fear.

Fortunately, Lao Qi suffered from diarrhea and changed the date of the ceremony, but the consequences would be disastrous.

“The minister is guilty, and the minister is guilty.” Qintian Supervisor was unable to argue with a hundred mouths, and could only kowtow.

For such a fatal mistake, no one can excuse him from his death. The only thing he can do is to die honestly and ask the emperor to reward him with a whole body, and don’t involve his family.

At this time, Pan Hai reported: “The emperor, Commander Han has arrived.”

“Let him in.”

Not long after, Jin Linwei commanded Han Ran to walk in and reported: “The emperor, Zhu Duohuan, the five-member Lingtai Lang of the Qintian Supervisor, committed suicide at home and his wife followed suit.

As soon as the Tiangu swallowing the sun happened, Jin Linwei went to the Qin Tianjian to control the officials. He heard that the man who was in charge of observing the celestial phenomenon was Lingtai Lang Zhu Duohuan, and this person was not in the yamen at that time, and went straight to his house.

A few Jinlinweis just entered Zhu Duohuan’s house and saw two bodies hanging on Liang, a man and a woman shaking slightly. It was no doubt that Zhu Duohuan and his wife were the same.

When Emperor Jingming heard this, his face changed.

None of the unlucky events that have occurred in the past two years are accidents, and they are all secretly messing up. It is hard for him to believe that Lingtai Lang Zhu Duohuan committed suicide because of his negligence!

Such a big mistake cannot be a mistake, but intentional!

Emperor Jingming held the white jade paperweight and pointed at Han Ran, and asked angrily: “Where are the others in his family?”

Han Ran stared at the paperweight and went out in cold sweat. He looked down and said: “Zhu Duohuan’s parents have passed away for many years. The couple have no children. They usually communicate with colleagues and neighbors, and almost no contact with relatives…”

A white light flew out and hit the wall heavily with a loud noise.

The white jade paperweight shattered, leaving a hole on the wall, and the commander Jin Linwei dignified Han Ran shivering.

Pan Hai standing in the corner was much calmer.

Without him, used to it.

“Tell me a thorough investigation of the Qintian Supervisor, don’t let anyone go!” After Jingming said with a dark face, he glanced at the Qintian Supervisor, and gritted his teeth. Later, he was guilty.”

Soon Qin Tian Jian Jian was dragged out with a gray face.

Emperor Jingming walked a few steps with his back hands, stepping on the shattered paperweight, his eyes deep.

First in the palace, and now outside the palace, what did God do when he made a tengu to swallow the sun and sin?

Can’t a sky thunder be thrown to kill the person who makes waves?