Ji Changli ignored this stern old man and knew that he was just a wallflower, so he had no expectations for him.
He stood in the hall, but His Highness's ministers could only kneel stiffly, not daring to make the slightest move.
It is true that Ji Changli has accumulated a lot of power over the years.
He shudders when he thinks of his methods, and he has no courage to step forward.
As for the veteran of the Xia family, the reason why he was able to survive three dynasties was all because he never got ahead of anything, and he was able to reach his current status because the late emperor was blind.
When Ji Changli was conducting a major purge, he originally wanted to purge the old man out, but in order to appease the hearts of those old officials, he still kept him.
Ji Changli thought leisurely that he actually had a future, and he didn't know what kind of capital his good brother promised, the position of queen.
At this time, the noise outside the hall was getting closer and closer, a sound of footsteps slowly came, and the sound of fighting mixed with the smell of blood floated into everyone's noses.
The remaining ministers fought hard and finally couldn't hold on any longer.
They knelt down tremblingly and shouted loudly, "Your Majesty, please abdicate."
At this time, there were only a dozen people standing in the hall, and those dozen people were all promoted by Ji Changli.
At this moment, these young courtiers looked at the emperor who was ascending the throne without saying a word, with complex expressions in their eyes.
But there were also a few people who looked determined from beginning to end.
The footsteps finally reached the front of the hall, and a man wearing black Xuanguang armor walked in.
His tall figure was covered with blood stains, and a scar cut diagonally down from the corner of his forehead, straight to the corner of his mouth.
This scar across his face ruined the tall man's handsome face, but it added to his evil aura.
He knelt down on one knee, and his resolute and powerful voice echoed in the hall, "The humble ministers are here to see your majesty.
The traitors all bow their heads.
Please show your majesty."
Ji Changli stretched out his hands in vain and said majestically, "General Bai, please rise."
General Bai took advantage of the situation.
Ji Changli added, "You have made great achievements this time, and I will definitely reward you well."
General Bai clenched his fists and saluted, "I dare not accept your Majesty's commendation.
It is our duty as ministers to be loyal to Your Majesty."
Ji Changli nodded, "I see your loyalty, and I will definitely reward your family and all the soldiers well."
General Bai did not shirk this time, but said directly, "On behalf of all the officers and men, I would like to thank Your Majesty for your grace."
Following the conversation between the monarch and his ministers, a pair of soldiers slowly walked into the hall and detained the kneeling ministers.
The moment General Bai knelt down, these ministers trembled all over and fell to the ground.
Cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.
Some of them even had transparent liquid coming out from under their bodies.
A foul smell filled the hall.
Ji Changli waved his hand in disgust, and immediately soldiers came forward and dragged those people out of the hall.
Voices of begging for mercy came from the mouths of these people, "Your Majesty, have mercy, Your Majesty, have mercy."
Ji Changli ignored these people.
He looked at Old Man Xia, who had lost all his energy and energy in an instant, and said sarcastically, "Xia Qing's family, don't be anxious.
You will be loyal to the royal family at your own time."
The candlelight in Old Man Xia's eyes completely dissipated, and the turbid liquid flowed out of his eyes, flowing along the wrinkles on his face into the crimson official uniform.
He knocked hard on the ground, and the loud noise even exceeded the screams of the soldiers beside him. scolded, he choked and said, "Your Majesty, please have mercy."
The only answer he received was Ji Changli's cold sneer.
His vision was blurry.
The blood falling from the top of his head blurred his vision.
He could only vaguely see the black corner of the man and the flying dragon pattern on it.
The black floor tiles were laid on the main hall, and the complicated cloud patterns were smoothed away, leaving traces of the years, which vaguely reflected his appearance at this time.
He couldn't help but think of his beloved great-great-granddaughter.
She loved to embroider such complicated cloud patterns on her clothes, and she loved to wear goose-yellow clothes and call her his great-grandfather playfully.
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That day, under the pear tree at home, she was wearing such clothes, hanging on his arm, begging him to help the king, and he agreed softly.
Sure enough, people become confused as they get older.
General Bai left the main hall to clean up the mess.
The young officials standing in the hall went to deal with the chaos in the city at Ji Changli's signal.
The kneeling officials were pulled down by the soldiers.
A group of soldiers sealed off the main hall.
At this moment, Ji Changli was the only one left in the main hall.
He sat casually on the large chair, his black clothes hanging to the ground.
Since the founding of the country, this dynasty has favored black and black, so the emperor's court uniforms are mainly black.
In the past few days, people were distracted, and Ji Changli did not ask anyone else to serve him.
Therefore, he was dressed casually at this time, not even wearing an emperor's crown.
But even so, no one dared to challenge the majesty of the emperor.
The corners of his eyes tilted upward, outlining a meandering arc.
He looked at the empty hall in front of him, and Shi Shiran played with the jade in his hand.
He had long known about the arrangement of He Junwang and the Queen Mother, but he did not stop it.
Even in the past few years, he has added fuel to the flames to increase their power.
Firstly, he wanted to see clearly that those people had different intentions, and secondly, he wanted to complete the cleanup thoroughly and save him from having to deal with them one by one.
Over the years, he has gradually taken back some power, but the corruption of several generations of emperors is not easy to eliminate.
From the central government to the localities, from the high gates to the common people, this dynasty exudes a loose and decadent atmosphere from top to bottom.
How can you give up the rights so easily once they are in your hands?
Ji Changli's actions over the years have also annoyed some people.
It is a good deal to have the opportunity to replace this shrewd emperor and replace him with the seemingly smart but actually cowardly Prince He.
Therefore, Kyoto was besieged, but the ministers from all sides stood still and watched secretly, and even gave some support to He Junwang.
In this feudal dynasty, the greatest power did not belong to the emperor, but to the aristocratic families who were entrenched in the local area and supported their own troops.
Therefore, government orders are not smooth, officials are unclear about governance, natural disasters occur frequently, and man-made disasters continue.
All these formed a huge millstone, crushing the people belonging to the lowest level.
Even though Ji Changli came to power and made some changes, he still could not fundamentally solve the problem.
Besides the people at the bottom, who else wants the world to be stable the most?
It is the Lord of the world.
In this era of poverty and distress, what do people need most?
A powerful court and a wise emperor.
Since Ji Changli has inherited this identity and inherited this right, he will naturally do what he should do.
He looked at the position under his body that symbolized power, thinking of the silly brother not far away, with an inexplicable smile on his lips.
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