Chapter 100 Emperor Teacher (40)

220 years of the Great Chu.

In the middle of winter, the death knell tolls.

The emperor died, and the whole country was slaughtered.

Along with the emperor, there was also a portrait with yellowed corners.

...

If there is an afterlife.

Wish.

Ordinary people, commoners and weak tea, share white heads, and look after each other.

...

Three days later, the new emperor ascended the throne.

Put down your clothes and rule the world, cover and take over the universe.

On the Golden Palace.

The emperor is bright yellow, the color of the emperor.

Twelve crowns hang slightly, blocking the face of the sky.

Chu Yanhuan sat high on the dragon chair, which symbolized the honor of the Nine-Five. His delicate face was expressionless, and there was a faint sense of majesty between his slightly immature brows.

The next minister, Wu Yangyang, knelt on the ground, and everyone shouted in unison: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live—"

The queen raised her hand slightly.

"All the gentlemen are flat."

The cool and slightly immature voice sounded, and this voice sounded without the slightest emotion. In this empty golden hall, there was a kind of strange and terrible.

Standing in front of the white marble steps, the eunuch Si Li sang in a high voice, "There is a book to play, and there is no book to retreat from the dynasty—"

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Shen Qingjue is not only the prime minister who dominates the court and the opposition, but also serves as the emperor's teacher, teaching Chu Yanhuan the strategies and leadership that a superior should have.

But after he got to the back, Shen Qingjue found out.

Chu Yanhuan is a born emperor.

Her terrifying rationality, strong ambition and acumen make her goals extremely clear.

This is.

The sanity and sympathy that the emperor needs.

And Chu Yanhuan's heart hides extremely fiery emotions, the kind of true feelings that will never be easily revealed to the outside world.

Great love for this splendid mountains and rivers and the people of Limin.

This is again.

The word of benevolence, which is indispensable to the emperor.

The combination of rigidity and softness, the emperor's iron blood and benevolence and righteousness are vividly displayed in her body.

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At this time, the imperial study room was filled with gunpowder smoke.

"What's going on with the Ministry of Officials, how did you deal with such a mess now?"

The cold voice of the empress came from the hall, "Small to appease, big to punish, do you still need me to teach such a simple thing? Let's see what you are doing, do you need me to come for everything? Do it yourself?"

"And this..."

"bump!"

There was a muffled sound, probably the sound of the zhezi hitting the desk.

"Who allowed you to interfere in the affairs of the Ministry of Punishment at will, and who gave you the courage to do such a thing?"

As soon as Shen Qingjue stepped into the outer hall, she heard the girl's stern words, her soft and pleasant voice, and it was a little eerie and gloomy at the moment.

The Thunder Wrath of the Young Empress.

The youth's delicate and beautiful pupils froze slightly, and the fingers in the snow clothes tightened.

It's not common for her to be so angry...

"Go down and deal with it immediately. If you can't solve it within three days, come and see you." Chu Yanhuan's clear Lingling's beautiful voice was sharp and pressing.

After hesitating for a while, Shen Qingjue pushed open the door of the imperial study and stepped in.

Everyone's eyes turned to the young man in front of the door.

Snow clothes and ink hair, beautiful scenery.

All the ministers cupped their hands one after another, "Shen Xiang."

Shen Qingjue nodded slightly, then walked in the direction of Chu Yanhuan.

Seeing Shen Qingjue coming, Chu Yanhuan pursed his lips and waved to let the others back down.

Soon, only the two of them were left in the imperial study.

Shen Qingjue spoke first, "Why is there such a big fire?"

As he spoke, he bent down slightly, picked up the memorial on the ground with his snow-white fingertips, brushed off the dust on it, and then opened it.

After seeing the above content clearly, the young man slightly hooked the corners of Ying Ying's red lips and laughed a little.