After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

The ministers were filled with indignation and agreed one after another.

Chu Huainan glanced at them.

In order to prevent Xiao Yi's confidants among these people, he waved his broad sleeves and said displeasedly: "The regent is so wise and powerful, how can you allow you to slander him at will? Whether I give him women or feed him horses, I am willing to do so. !”

"emperor!"

Prime Minister Song burst into tears and knelt down towards Chu Huainan in grief and indignation.

The other courtiers, with tears running down their cheeks, knelt down behind him one after another.

Chu Huainan sat on the armchair with a deep expression: "Everyone, go back."

Prime Minister Song stood up suddenly.

He suddenly pulled out the sword hanging on the wall and put it on his neck resolutely: "Treacherous ministers are in power and bring disaster to the country and the people. They deceive the superiors and deceive the subordinates and prey on the common people. If I cannot serve the country and be loyal to Your Majesty today, I am willing to die to apologize." !”

All the ministers kowtowed one after another and said loudly: "I am willing to die to apologize!"

Chu Huainan's right eye turned red.

He quickly stood up, nervously snatched the sword from Prime Minister Song's hand, and said urgently: "You are forcing me! Xiao Yi has power in the government, how can I fight with him? Prime Minister Song, Xiao Yi has abolished your daughter's post. They also sent people to assassinate her overnight. Rou'er died, and I felt very sad. However, I really can't defeat Xiao Yi!"

The Nine-Five Lord shed tears like rain and was extremely sad.

The ministers cried when they heard this, and they quickly wiped the tears from their eyes sadly.

Prime Minister Song's eyes were full of hatred: "Your Majesty, as long as I can kill Xiao Yi, I am willing to pay any price! To put it bluntly, although the old Princess Jing believes that he is the heir of Prince Jing, who knows whether her words are true or false? Wan Yi Xiao Yi is a counterfeit, and if we go south across the country, won’t we fall into the hands of thieves?!”

Chu Huainan lowered his head in silence.

In the eight-jeweled lotus golden incense burner, a stick of incense was burning.

The man walked around the study several times, and finally stood in front of the incense burner. After reaching out to flick through the white smoke, his remaining right eye was fixed on the one-foot-tall golden Buddha statue opposite the incense burner.

He seemed to have finally made up his mind and whispered: "It doesn't matter if I am humiliated, but I can't bear to let Rou'er die in vain, I can't bear to let my ancestor's century-old inheritance fall into the hands of thieves, and I can't bear to live up to the loyalty of my beloved ones."

He turned around, his gentle and jade-like face filled with solemnity: "I have decided to fight Xiao Yi to the end for the sake of my dear friends! On the eighth day of April, on the Buddha Bathing Day, the monarch and his ministers will go to Zhen'an Temple together. I also ask all my dear friends to give you a warm welcome. Bring a few top-notch secret guards to fight alongside me and kill the traitor!"

A group of courtiers, as if they had been given a shot of blood, excitedly said yes.

Chu Huainan watched them leave, lifted his robe and sat on the armchair.

The spring sun came through the rhombus window, creating bright and dark light and shadow on the bridge of his nose.

He held up the secret-color porcelain Panlong teacup in his hand.

He lowered his eyes and blew in the tea mist.

In the shadows, the man slowly raised the corners of his lips.

There were hundreds of officials on his side outside, and Jin Xiulie helped steal Xiao Dingzhao as a hostage to threaten Xiao Yi. All the eight hundred monks in Zhen'an Temple were replaced by him as his confidants.

The eighth day of April, the Buddha Bathing Festival, was the day when Chu Huainan killed Xiao Yi and took over the power!

Some images flashed through the man's mind.

The golden and luxurious dragon chair, the complicated and exquisite pictures of mountains and rivers, the little princess with colorful temples and a complexion as white as snow...

It's all his.

The corners of Chu Huainan's lips curved deeper, and he took a sip of tea calmly and gracefully.

…

The tea is fragrant and the hot mist is steaming.

The carved round window faces the verandah, under which a rosewood bird stand hangs, and a sea turtle stands on it with its wings folded, taking a nap.

The young regent, wearing a dark red round-collar brocade robe, sat leisurely under the round window and had tea.

After listening to the report from the Tianshu secret guard, he touched the sky-blue porcelain cup with his slender white fingertips and smiled: "Send someone to the Song Mansion to tell Song Rou exactly how she died. Prime Minister. Carefully choose your words and sentences, so you have to tell me carefully."

The secret guard immediately said yes.

Xiao Yi asked again: "How about Zhen'an Temple?"

"Chu Huainan's henchmen acted too quickly. When our people arrived, none of the eight hundred monks of Zhen'an Temple were spared. They were all buried in the sinkhole in the mountain behind the temple. Brother Shiku mobilized eight hundred monks from surrounding cities. The secret guards sneaked into Zhen'an Temple two days ago and successfully killed Chu Huainan's henchmen. Under the leadership of Brother Shiku, everyone is pretending to be monks in the temple."

Xiao Yi raised his hand.

The secret guard saluted and immediately left quietly.

Another secret guard came lightly dressed, stood in the shadow of the peach blossoms on the corridor, raised his hands and said respectfully: "Master, there are some rumors in the market, saying that you are not the legitimate son of Prince Jing, but a spy planted by Dayong in South Vietnam. They also say that you are not the legitimate son of Prince Jing, but a spy planted by Dayong in South Vietnam. He has a high position and is already planning to become a thief of the country and lead South Vietnam to surrender to Dayong."

Xiao Yi gently stroked the tea cover: "Then?"

The secret guard became more and more cautious: "I followed the direction of the rumor spread and found it at the eldest princess's house. Those rumors were spread by people sent by the eldest consort Nanjing."

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows.

"Master, do you want to find out Nanjing and put an end to the rumors?"

"No need. It's true, so how can it be considered a rumor?" Xiao Yi lazily put down the teacup and gently stroked the folds of his brocade robe, "I have been incognito for many years, and it's time to reveal my true identity to the world."

The secret guard dared to see him secretly.

My master has a handsome appearance, red lips and white teeth when he smiles. He is obviously a handsome young man, but his whole body is filled with the nobility that can only be cultivated by a prince. His every move and every look he raises are as dignified and domineering as if he were anything. It's all under his control.

The secret guard admired and worshiped him even more, and said respectfully: "My master is noble in gold and jade, much nobler than the royal family of South Vietnam. What's more, more than two hundred years ago, South Vietnam betrayed Dayong first. What my master did, how can it be called 'stealing the country'" ', it is clear that it is to bring order out of chaos, to clear the sky from the clouds, and to unite the world from all corners of the world, which is the blessing of the common people!"

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows and glanced at him one more time.

He smiled: "Go to the counting house to receive the reward."

The secret guard was overjoyed and hurriedly went to receive the reward.

Xiao Yi was about to continue drinking tea when a sudden splashing sound came from the bedroom behind him.

He was stunned, and suddenly remembered that Nan Jiaojiao went to the Royal Garden to release paper kites, and before leaving, she specially left Ah Ruo in his care. He disliked the little brat's noisy behavior, so he threw her into the house alone.

He quickly stepped into the bedroom.

Opening the bead curtain, the ground was in a mess.

Ah Ruo probably climbed along the embroidered pier to Nan Jiaojiao's dressing table and naughtily knocked all the bottles to the ground.

Maybe when he saw the bright red lipstick, he thought it was very pretty. His chubby little white hands were pounding around in the small round porcelain box, leaving red lipstick all over his face and body.

In addition, no one cared about him for half a day, and the little pocket embroidered with a tiger head was stained with saliva and looked dirty.

However, the little kid's eyes were particularly bright. He stuck out his little butt with great effort, raised his little hands, and carefully drew ghost symbols on the brass rhombus mirror.

Xiao Yi looked at the broken lipstick and bottles, and had only one thought in his mind -

He's done.

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