The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 1100: Continue reading

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Ling Shi'an's eyes wandered around the ministers, and finally fell on Zhen Yongtang. Zhen Yongtang did not kneel with his face to the ground like other ministers, but knelt upright, with a thin and old face. His face was facing this way, too far away, and there was a rain curtain in between. Ling Shian couldn't see Zhen Yongtang's expression clearly, but he could clearly feel Zhen Yongtang's provocation and ridicule, and his heart skipped a beat. Come to think of it, this seventh day of July is an auspicious day chosen by Zhen Yongtang!

Ling Shian was furious, and he wanted to kill Zhen Yongtang, but it must be the enthronement ceremony. Eunuch Xi had already died. If there was more blood, it would be difficult to proceed with the enthronement ceremony. At that moment, Ling Shi'an had to grit his teeth and hold back. He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it. While inserting the sword back into the scabbard, he turned around, walked quickly to Zhong Mingzheng, and then said in a deep voice : "Long live the Lord! All civil and military officials have gathered, and the enthronement ceremony can begin immediately!"

Zhong Mingzheng's face was extremely dark. It seemed as if he didn't hear Ling Shian's voice. He looked straight at the pouring rain outside, his chest heaving violently, and it was obvious that he was What to endure.

"Right Prime Minister..." Seeing that Zhong Mingzheng did not respond, Ling Shian was so busy that he turned to Zhao Changrong, who was kneeling on the ground and did not dare to move, and winked at him, signaling for him to relieve the siege.

Zhao Changrong had just been shocked by the sudden heavy rain and the blood-stained scene. At this time, he had already reacted. He looked at the imperial edict that fell on the ground and was still stained with blood, and he couldn't care less whether it was reasonable or not. , was so busy that he knelt and crawled over, reached out and picked up the imperial edict, holding it with both hands, and then said loudly to the civil and military officials below: "On the seventh day of July in the thirty-fourth year of Jiasheng, the emperor's ministers dared to use Xuan Mu , tell the Emperor God and the God Houtu..."

"Long live my Lord!" Ling Shi'an watched Zhong Mingzheng walk out without saying a word, holding the sharp sword that had just been pulled out from his waist in his hand. Ling Shi'an secretly screamed, so he called in a low voice, "Long live Lord, please don't..."

Ling Shi'an didn't say any more. He knew that he couldn't persuade Zhong Mingzheng, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow Zhong Mingzheng into the downpour again.

"...we can't help each other, we can use waste to make use of good things, we have no relatives in the ultimate way, and we can help each other..." Zhao Changrong was still following the imperial edict, just thinking about it, when he saw a figure walking by. , he was startled, and looked up, only to see Zhong Mingzheng walking down step by step with a sharp sword in his hand. Zhao Changrong couldn't help but look at the sharp sword dripping with water on the ground, and then looked at Zhong Mingzheng's ax and chisel washed by the rain. With a shaved face, there was a sudden "thump" in his heart. With a shake of his hands, the imperial edict fell to the ground again with a "clack".

Zhong Mingzheng seemed to hear the movement behind him. He stopped and turned around slowly. He looked at the imperial edict that was soaked by the rain and could barely read the handwriting. He paused and moved his eyes to Zhao Changrong, trembling. , with a whitened face, he looked at Zhao Changrong and said lightly: "Continue reading."

"Yes! I obey my orders!" Zhao Changrong kowtowed hurriedly, his whole face soaked in the cold rain. Zhao Changrong felt suffocated. Thinking of the look in Zhong Mingzheng's eyes just now, he felt that his heart was filled with tears. It felt like he was about to burst out of his chest. He had been in the officialdom for most of his life. He had never seen any scenes or experienced any storms. He had never had such a frightening experience. It was obviously his His nephew, he is obviously his uncle.