bookrandom Chapter 112 The concubine who died young in the novel "The Emperor Takes His Minister's Wi
Chapter 112 The concubine who died young in the novel "The Emperor Takes His Minister's Wi
The morning court session of the Da Ning Dynasty started at the beginning of Mao Shi (5:00 AM) and ended at the end of Mao Shi (7:00 AM). Under normal circumstances, one hour was the maximum limit, and it was only allowed to end early, not late.
But today, it's almost 8 o'clock, and the court hasn't ended yet. Leyan has been sitting at the door for three hours, and her butt is almost numb from sitting.
Her mind cleared up, and the wind dispelled all her sleepiness.
That little breeze, though not cold, was refreshing!
Li Lihou, standing to the side, frowned upon hearing this. "Yes, why hasn't the court session ended yet?"
Is some fearless individual courting death again?
Thinking of the few times he had experienced delays in concluding court since he began serving His Majesty, Li Li couldn't help but pound his palms and mutter a curse under his breath: "Those old bastards, have they forgotten what day it is today?"
Le Yan's ears twitched slightly. She heard Li Li muttering to himself, but she couldn't make out what he was saying. She turned to look at him in confusion and asked, "Li Li, what were you saying just now?"
Li Li was surprised that Le Yan could hear his low curses even though they were several steps apart, and he quickly shut up in regret.
He paused for a moment before chuckling awkwardly, "Your Majesty, this servant is just calculating the time. Don't worry, His Majesty will definitely be back soon."
As long as no one continues to seek death.
In the Hall of Supreme Harmony, the pungent smell of blood lingered in everyone's nostrils. Looking at the decapitated corpse, the entire court was filled with horror.
Only the Grand Secretary Wen Yingchen remained expressionless and calm, even wiping away the blood splattered on his face.
He coldly watched as the guards dragged away the body of the mere seventh-rank censor, then looked up at the emperor who was wiping his sword, calmly stepped forward, and began to report on important matters.
He didn't care whether his other colleagues were paying attention or not; as long as the emperor above was listening, that was enough.
Emperor Kangning liked him just the way he looked. His appreciative gaze swept over him and landed on the sixty-year-old Marquis Weiwu, his smile still retaining a hint of bloodlust.
"Lord Weiwu, what are your thoughts on the military campaign against the Northern Turks?"
The white-haired Marquis Wei Wu slowly stepped out of the ranks, and happened to step on a puddle of blood that had not yet been washed away, and his body suddenly stiffened.
Taking a deep breath, he suppressed the complex emotions in his heart and calmly said, "Your Majesty, this old minister believes that the unusual movements of the Northern Turks may be deliberately provoked by someone. As the saying goes, 'the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind,' I'm afraid someone wants to be the oriole, preying on Da Ning and the Northern Turks."
"Oh?" Emperor Kangning raised an eyebrow and asked with a smile, "Then, according to what Marquis Weiwu said—"
"Your Majesty, this old minister believes that we should send someone to Yanyuntai to negotiate with the Northern Turks before making any further plans."
Marquis Weiwu's concerns were not unfounded. Although he was also afraid of his nephew, he was still a son of the Song family with their blood, and he would always stand on his nephew's side.
He had already learned about the unusual movements of the Northern Turks from Wen Yingchen. As someone who had fought on the battlefield for decades, he could see through the conspiracy behind it at a glance.
If no one had stirred things up, given the ruthlessness with which his eldest nephew had driven the Northern Turks back to their stronghold, it would be strange if the Northern Turks had been able to make a comeback so quickly.
Emperor Kangning glanced down at him before giving Wen Yingchen a look and saying, "In that case, this matter will be handled by the two of you."
"The court session is over."
He flicked his sleeve and turned around, his gaze sweeping over the pool of blood, like a sharp blade slicing across the necks of the assembled officials, causing them to go weak in the knees one after another.
As the emperor left the palace, the officials and civil servants supported each other, their hearts filled with fear and resentment.
"Whose man is that Imperial Censor Guo?!"
The Minister of Revenue was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves. His official robes were perfectly fine, but because he was standing so close, they were splattered with blood. The pungent smell of blood made him feel extremely uncomfortable.
"Who knows? On the anniversary of the late emperor's death, they openly declared they would exonerate Prince Ming. Didn't they know that Prince Ming had committed a capital crime of murdering the late emperor?!"
The Minister of the Court of Judicial Review was furious. He had been ordered to investigate the poisoning of the late emperor, and when he finally discovered that it was Prince Ming who was responsible, he was already terrified.
The matter was finally resolved, but less than two years later, someone fearlessly brought up the Ming King. If you want to die, don't drag all of them down with you!
Listening to their complaints, Wen Yingchen said quietly, "This censor couldn't have come out to die on his own. There must be someone behind him, probably a henchman of the Ming King. Lord Liu, you should pay more attention to this matter."
Upon hearing Wen Yingchen's instructions, Minister Liu of the Court of Judicial Review quickly bowed and said, "Yes, and I also ask Minister Wen to help me."
Emperor Kangning paid no attention to the actions of the court officials in the Hall of Supreme Harmony; he was still furious.
He returned to Qianqing Palace in a huff, but subconsciously suppressed his anger.
Smelling the strong smell of blood on his body, Emperor Kangning frowned. "An Yi, go and prepare water."
He needed to wash up and get rid of the bloody smell before he could return to his bedchamber.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Le Yan running straight towards him from the covered bridge next to him.
"His Majesty!"
As soon as she approached, Emperor Kangning quickly took a few steps back, saying, "Stop, stop."
He reached out and blocked Leyan from falling on him.
Meeting her puzzled gaze, he slightly tugged at the corner of his lips and said, "I'm a little dirty, be careful not to get you dirty."
Upon hearing this, Le Yan tilted her head slightly and looked him up and down, where she noticed some bright red marks.
She was startled, sniffed, and indeed smelled a bloody odor.
Suddenly, she realized why today's court session had been going on for so long.
So, someone committed murder during the morning court session!
Le Yan couldn't help but blink rapidly, instinctively wanting to take a few steps back and get away from Emperor Kangning.
Although she had lived three lifetimes, she had never actually witnessed murder.
The person in front of me, to be honest, could kill people as easily as eating.
Thinking of this, Le Yan's hands, which were covered by her sleeves, trembled slightly.
She really wanted to back down, but she didn't dare.
She was afraid of angering Emperor Kangning, which would be the end of her.
Although she forced herself not to back down, the panic and fear in her eyes did not escape Emperor Kangning's notice.
The smile that had been forced slowly faded, and Emperor Kangning remained silent for a long while before closing his eyes slightly and saying in a low voice, "Are you afraid of me?"
Even though she was afraid of him, she could only stay by his side forever.
A chilling obsession flashed in his eyes, and Emperor Kangning exuded a terrifying aura.
Le Yan's danger radar went off. She rushed forward, grabbed Emperor Kangning's hand, and stammered, "I...I'm scared, but......emmm......Your Majesty, would you please change your clothes?"
Covered in blood, it must have been really hard for her not to be afraid.
If it were just blood, she wouldn't be so panicked. After all, as a woman, she dares to say that women are the ones who see the most blood.
But the fact that the blood was on Emperor Kangning made her panic.
He was a true tyrant!
The book never cleared his name as a tyrant in the end!
In other words, if anyone is accused of murder, then no life is being falsely accused.
Anyone would panic and be afraid in this situation!
Le Yan was both scared and exhausted. Emperor Kangning lowered his eyes slightly, his gaze falling on the hand she was holding.
Suddenly, she moved, and the two of them started holding hands, their fingers intertwined.
"Change it, I'll change it right away."
Holding his hand means you're willingly staying by his side.
If you dare to escape...