Li Shi Min was stunned.
"Fifteen minutes later, broadcast Zhu Wen's plan to sever the last strand of the Great Tang's destiny!”
Li Shi Min's eyes became sharp.
"I want to see."
"Just how did Zhu Wen sever the Great Tang's destiny!”
Cheng bite gold had been in the army for half a life.
His heart had long been trained to be as hard as iron and stone.
But even so.
Cheng Yaojin still turned his face away, not wanting Li Shimin and Wei Zheng to see the tears on his face.
Wei Zheng realized that Cheng Yaojin, who had always been carefree and unrestrained, was secretly wiping his tears.
He wanted to laugh, but the corners of his mouth opened, but he couldn't.
It had been a long time since he last smiled.
He seemed to have forgotten what it felt like to laugh.
Li Shiming saw Wei Zheng with a strange expression.
Wei Zheng signaled Cheng Yaojin with his eyes.
Li Shimin looked at Cheng Yaojin,
As expected, a burly man turned his face away.
She seemed to be secretly wiping her tears.
Such a dramatic scene.
It just so happened to disperse the sorrowful atmosphere in the hall.
Li Shi Min laughed and said,
"Zhijie, this is the first time I've seen you cry!”
Cheng Yaojin saw that he had been discovered and quickly wiped his face with his clothes. He complained loudly,
"Your Majesty, I don't think Taiji Palace is as good as Xian De Hall.”
"There's sand in the house."
"Look, I accidentally got blinded by sand!”
Li Shimin looked at Cheng Yaojin who was stubborn.
He felt more relaxed.
He had these sincere and loyal ministers to assist him.
How could this world not be governed well?
Suddenly.
Cheng Yaojin roared at Wei Zheng.
"You motherf * cker, you actually uploaded my video!”
Li Shimin opened the National Video Platform in surprise.
As expected, Wei Zheng posted a new video.
Title---Feeling the Resentment of Emperor Ai's Subjugation, the Son of Heaven and Duke Qi Tears
Li Shi Min's face darkened.
Seeing that he secretly wiped his tears and was uploaded, Cheng Yaojin looked at Wei Zheng angrily and roared,
"Old man Wei Zheng, don't be a son!"
"Hurry up and delete it. Otherwise, I'll make sure you don't get out of Taiji Palace today!”
Wei Zheng calmly looked at the exasperated Cheng Yaojin.
He walked over to Li Shiming calmly.
He analyzed with a serious expression,
"Your Majesty, I think."
"Emperor Ai isn't the true ruler of a fallen country.”
"Bullsh * t, if Emperor Ai isn't, then who is?"
Cheng Yaojin, who couldn't do anything to Wei Zheng, simply made trouble at the side.
Wei Zheng looked at Cheng Yaojin with a sharp gaze.
"Let me ask you, if the successor wasn't Li Zhu, would the Great Tang still be destroyed?”
Cheng Yaojin was speechless.
Then, she muttered softly.
"I knew I couldn't argue with you, old man!”
Li Shi Min nodded with a serious expression:
"Wei Qing is right."
"At that time, the Great Tang was already beyond cure. Even if the successor wasn't Li Zhu, the country would probably be destroyed.”
Wei Zheng nodded and said,
"Therefore, what we need to focus on now is the video of 'I Play Diao Chan' taking stock of the emperor.”
Li Shi Min nodded heavily.
"The next emperor to be counted should be Zhao Zong.”
"Whether or not the Great Tang was destroyed by Zhao Zong, we'll know when the video is released!”
……
Time to wait.
The bored citizens of the Great Tang left bullet comments on the video.
"The officials of Emperor Ai's era are really lacking in character!”
"The integrity of a scholar has been completely thrown away by them.”
"It's fine if you ignore the emperor, but you're servile to a traitor!”
"These spineless ministers must have contributed greatly to the Great Tang's demise!”
……
Fifteen minutes later.
The voice of the National Video Platform sounded on time.
The people of the Great Tang who had been waiting in front of the video all this time also smiled happily.?
Fifteen minutes was up.
Next up was an Easter egg-Zhu Wen's plan to sever the last trace of Great Tang's luck!
The video started.
A middle-aged man with a fierce and brutal appearance entered his sight.
Then, a deep and steady male voice sounded.
Zhu Wen used the soldiers and generals in his hands to gradually take control of the Great Tang Imperial Court.
Zhu Wen pushed aside the officials who were loyal to the Great Tang and placed his trusted aides in the Imperial Court. In just a few months, the Great Tang Imperial Court became Zhu Wen's one-word court.
Even though he had pushed aside the courtiers who were loyal to the Great Tang, Zhu Wen was still worried that these people would one day ally with Emperor Ai.?
Thus, Zhu Wen took Pei Shu, Du Gusun, Cui Yuan, and more than thirty other officials of the imperial court to the White Horse Posthouse by the Yellow River and killed them. Finally, they threw their corpses into the river and created the astonishing "White Horse Rebellion"!
A familiar male voice sounded.
The scene changed.
A vast river ran across the land.
By the Yellow River.
In front of the White Horse Station.
More than 30 white-haired and old ministers were dressed in white prison uniforms, but their waists were still straight.
Some ministers were only in their thirties.
But his life in prison and the mental and physical exhaustion he felt for the future of the Great Tang.
It had only been a year, but they had aged faster than ten years.
Even at this stage.
All of them stood tall and straight.
Those who were afraid of death had bent backs.
They were already kneeling on the ground, wagging their tails and begging Zhu Wen.
And those who stayed here were all unyielding.
He was about to die.
However, no one was afraid of death.
Their last concern in this world was only two.
The world was in chaos.
The dying Great Tang.
The Great Tang was about to fall.
The world was going to be in chaos.
And they hated themselves for being powerless.
"We're mediocre, and our deaths are not worth regretting!”
"But who in the world will come to save me?"
"Who in the Great Tang can save him?"
"We have let down the world and the previous emperor!”
Two lines of clear and clean tears flowed down the minister's dirty cheeks.
When the hot tears fell to the ground.
It had long become murky and cold.
God bless you for two years.
White Horse Station-
The thirty-odd ministers who carried the last hope of the Great Tang were beheaded here.
The landscape was like a painting.
The setting sun was like blood!
……
The people of the Great Tang had always complained that Emperor Ai's ministers were spineless and had no integrity.
But at this moment,
However, the video was filled with "I was wrong!" The bullet comments were almost full!
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