God Level Villain

At this time, Ye Feng entered the treasury.

The things that Ye Guang took were not much for the Da Sui Treasury, only one twentieth, but the amount was quite a lot.

The money in the national treasury is close to one billion taels, and one tenth is almost 50 million taels. The contrast is small, but it is almost half a year's tax revenue.

Looking at the granary, the grain storage inside is large enough to last five years without any harvest. One warehouse after another, I can't see Bian Nephew at first glance.

"It is indeed a happy thing to have a wealthy father." Ye Feng couldn't help but sigh.

After the soldiers recovered the money brought by the eunuchs, Ye Feng checked it and walked out immediately.

"The Second Corps stayed here. Anyone who doesn't have the king's handwriting dare to step into the area of ​​ten feet here, no need to declare, directly kill!" Ye Feng instructed the Second Corps commander.

Yes!

After explaining this well, Yefeng also walked towards Fengtian Temple, where the emperors and ministers of the early dynasty of the Sui Dynasty discussed major national affairs.

Standing in front of Fengtian Temple, Ye Feng looked at the three long stairs in front of him, and finally walked up towards the middle passage.

The members of the night stab also followed, but saw Li Xunhuan take a step forward, and the flying knife was placed directly on the neck of the front Wei Yixiao.

Wei smiled puzzled, "General Li, what are you doing?"

The five scattered people surrounded Li Xunhuan in one fell swoop, and they finally got closer to Wei Yixiao.

"Do you want to die? The middle is the passage of the emperor. Now that the emperor is no longer the prince as the heir in order, it is arrogant to go here before he becomes the throne. Let's go, and we can directly convict by treason, you know?" Li Xunhuan said .

After speaking, the flying knife was also put down.

Wei Yixiao and Wusanren and the members of the night thorn behind were scared to record their faces. As people in the pure rivers and lakes, they did not know these rules of the emperor.

"Thank you, General Li for reminding." Everyone thanked them heartily.

"Then shall we go to the left or the right?" everyone asked.

"This is not too strict, but Da Sui's practice is that the generals go to the left and the civil servants to the right. Our identity should be regarded as the generals, and left."

With that said, Li Xunhuan walked up.

Everyone followed one after another.

Ye Feng didn't care about the back either, his gaze had been focused on the high, golden dragon chair in Fengtian Temple.

Step by step, step by step on the red carpet.

In fact, Ye Feng's heart was throbbing.

After tossing for so long, defeating the Ming Dynasty, raising the soldiers, accepting the Ming religion, and defeating Mongolia, it is this position after all.

Now, after all, at this point, no one can stop him.

After entering the official hall, Yefeng still walked towards the dragon chair at the previous pace.

After him, a group of subordinates also walked in, while the soldiers guarded outside the temple.

Murong Qiudi also walked in, and the women were also ready to follow, but they were stopped by Murong Qiuqiu and said, "You can't go in."

"Why?" Axiu asked puzzledly.

Zhao Min sneered, and it was time for her to show off her knowledge, "You are still civilians now, and you are already given privileges to enter the Imperial Palace. Fengtian Temple is different."

Hearing this, he was so arrogant as to invite the moon, and he didn't dare to step forward.

But when he was so close, Ye Feng could hear him, "Nothing is different. From now on, this king's rules will be Da Sui's rules. My women can come in now, with the exception of Zhao Min."

Murong Qiodi didn't dare to stop the words of Yefeng.

"Hehe." Everyone walked in happily.

Li Mochou did not forget to show Zhao Min a grimace. "You just stay outside."

Zhao Min's face was blue, and he gritted his teeth with anger.

After everyone walked in, Ye Feng finally walked to the dragon chair.

Reached out and touched on the two dragon heads on the dragon chair, his current appearance was definitely more excited than when he faced a peerless beauty.

Of course, the dragon chair is not comparable to beautiful women. There are hundreds of millions of women in the Sui Empire, and there are dozens of millions of women who can be called beautiful women.

And there is only one dragon chair, sitting in this position, Ye Feng can touch anyone, and 99% of the people will not be able to ask for it, this amount is naturally incomparable.

After stroking, Ye Feng was about to sit on it after all, but Li Xunhuan suddenly said, "Prince!"

"What?" Ye Feng turned around.

"I haven't ascended the throne, it's better to wait, now doing so is arrogant." Li Xunhuan said.

Ye Feng wouldn't listen to this, and just sat down, "If you overrode, who can control it? Who dares to control it?"

Li Xunhuan didn't say much, it was a big deal, and if Ye Jian was still there, the problem would be serious.

It can be said that it is small and small. It is nothing more than a rule. Ye Jian is not there, Ye Feng holds a heavy soldier, and he is the current prince, the true orthodox heir, it is no big deal.

"Hahaha!"

Ye Feng finally couldn't help laughing happily. This was a smile he had never had before, and the only time, because he had never thought that this supreme feeling was so wonderful.

Throughout the Great Sui, everyone must listen to him, and what the minister said to him depends on the situation and choose to adopt or not.

Ye Feng likes the hero's way of doing things, and doesn't mind being called a tyrant by later generations, but he will not be a stunner, and the correct suggestions will be adopted.

However, even if it is a correct suggestion, the minister's tone must be good. For example, Li Shimin of China Datang, he was afraid of Wei Zheng when he became the emperor. This is really frustrating.

When he was studying the history of the Tang Dynasty, Ye Feng was thinking, if he was Li Shimin, he would have to raise horses if he didn't kill Wei Zheng. Is he a loyal or a traitor?

Everything is waiting for you to raise your horse, change your card style, and know what tone to use.

At the same time.

Hearing that Ye Feng has entered the capital, the ministers of civil and military affairs have their own thoughts, and some are worried. These are people who have followed Ye Guang long ago but have not been taken away.

But some people are relieved, these have not fallen to Ye Guang, now come to congratulate.

Soon, the soldiers guarding the official door came to report, "Prince, the ministers of all directions asked for an audience."

Ye Feng played with the armrest of the dragon chair, and said without looking back, "Xuan!"

In more than ten minutes, the ministers all arrived at the Fengtian Hall and saw the night wind sitting on the dragon chair, but they didn't say much.

They had nothing to say, but Ye Feng asked, "What's the matter with all the adults in such a hurry to enter the palace?"

"The minister is here to congratulate the prince!"

"Very good." Ye Feng only thought it was over.

But one person came out and said: "Prince, Wei Zheng has a word."

Pop!

At night, I risked to squeeze the handle of the dragon chair, and he really wanted to come. When did Wei Zheng become an official in the Sui Dynasty?

Ye Feng looked at Wei Zheng below and said, "This king doesn't know you. You should answer this king first, and then talk about your affairs. When did you become an official?"

Wei Zheng is now not only an official, but he is also a servant of the staff, a high-ranking official of the fourth rank, and Ye Feng doesn't even know, is it possible that the reign of Ye Guang got him?

This is also not right. If such talents are really cultivated by Ye Guang, they should be taken away.

Even if he didn't take it away, the minister who fell to Yeguang should not dare to come to see him.

"Back to the prince, the Weichen was originally an official of the staff department, but the previous grade was not enough to be in the court. Two months ago, the staff minister died of illness, and the emperor promoted the minister." Wei Zhengdao.

"I see." Ye Feng nodded, it was okay for the old man to promote it. "Talk about you."

"Then please forgive Weichen for offending." Wei Zheng was vaccinated first.

Hearing his words, all the officials present shook their heads, with an attitude of watching a good show.

The official secretary, Wei Zheng's current boss, shook his head helplessly.

The night wind does not return, Wei Zheng is a typical bull, and the night wind does not want to set himself up.

"The first emperor died. Although the prince is the heir in order, he has not yet ascended to the throne. He sits on the dragon chair. He is incompatible with the law and the courtesy." Wei Zheng said sternly, as if facing a criminal.

Ye Feng smiled. Wei Zheng like this is the real Wei Zheng. He dares to tell the truth, but this bad temper should really be changed.

Soon, Ye Feng stood up and smiled: "Okay, well said."

Ye Feng looked at him smiling, but all the ministers of civil and military affairs who were present could see that the smile was dangerous, and he knew that Wei Zheng was going to be inverted.