After Waking up Beside the Villain

    The attack on this New Year's Eve banquet was unexpected for Chu Yunsheng.

    Since he rejected the deal from the aristocratic family, he has maintained an extremely delicate and dangerous relationship with the four major families.

    The aristocratic family is afraid of his military power and prestige, but they are unwilling to let him completely out of control and dominate the government. As for the aristocratic family, Chu Yunsheng had an attitude from beginning to end.

    They are the chronic diseases in his eyes.

      In the name of salt and iron obtained from this covenant, he wanted to strip away some of the aristocratic families' control over the Great Jin.

    Needles can be heard in the Taiji Hall.

      The ears heard the new swords meet, but no one dared to make that early rafter easily.

    In the past ten years, in this court, only people dared to make fun of the little emperor for being stupid, but no one dared to look directly at the cold eyes of the regent.

    In the eyes of some discerning people, the confrontation between the family and the palace is just a matter of time. As for which side to sit on in private, it is not an overnight decision.

    In the center of the hall, the old minister Lu Yushi staggered and fell to his knees with a bang.

    It's just that the silence filled with unease didn't seem to affect the Lu Fenglou above the dragon chair. He picked up the silver chopsticks he just put down again, put two pieces of mutton into a small plate, raised his hand and pushed it to Chu Yunsheng's table, and said with a smile: "This mutton is well done, teacher try it."

      —!"

    "Lu Aiqing."

    Lu Fenglou's smile was half a point, and his tone was as casual and meaningless as before, but it just cut off what Lu Yushi could say in the future.

    He glanced at Lu Yushi, and asked as if he was idle and gossiping: "I have been recovering for a long time, and I don't have much free time to care about the internal and external affairs here. Listening to Lu Aiqing's words, these times It seems that a lot of big things have happened in the past few days. Now that you are all here, you might as well tell me what’s new inside and outside the court these few days, and where did the argument for reform and reform come from—”

    Lu Fenglou's eyes were shaken by the falling Mian, and he paused, and there was a specious smile in his voice: "After all, the teacher is the imperial minister appointed by the father, and I am the regent of the Great Jin Dynasty, and I am inferior to my reputation—something that is insignificant, so don’t use it to disturb the teacher. I am right, Lu Aiqing?”

    The beard on Lu Yushi's lips trembled slightly, and the corner of his eyes glanced at the location of the Zhao family head.

    Patriarch Zhao had sleeves in both hands, the old **** was on the ground, his eyes lowered, and he looked like he was ignoring foreign affairs. Hearing Lu Fenglou's words, his eyebrows furrowed slightly. .

    The little emperor is used to meeting and muddy.

    It's just that the slaughter's knife has been edged, how can it be stopped without seeing blood?

    Yushi Lu seemed to see something from the face of the Zhao family, and kowtowed heavily to Lu Fenglou, then took out a book from his sleeve and raised it over his head, like a sharp sword in his mouth Loudly said: "Your Majesty, the regent's domineering, piece by piece, black and white, this minister will never dare to deceive your lord!"

    Lu Fenglou raised his eyes and asked De hurriedly trot down to get a memorial.

    "In the first half of the month, when officials from all over the world came to Beijing to report their duties, the Regent King moved the Ministry of Personnel to re-draw the method of reviewing officials. A large number of Hanlin and local old officials filled in, and the official department was in chaos..."

    "The salt and iron redemption agreement in Zhou and Jin has been set, and the first batch of salt and iron grains will be sent to the Zhou territory in the spring. Traders, salt, iron and grain prices fluctuated greatly, and the people complained. The Central Plains and Jiangnan officials were also in danger and turbulent, and from time to time, orders were passed on without the council, arresting arresting, beheading and beheading…”

    "In addition, the Imperial City Army and the Dongda Camp were secretly mobilized, and the conference hall could not even ask the slightest whereabouts, and the generals of the generals could not bear the regent's domineering style of behavior, and there were generals who were suspicious. , the Regent is acting like this, ignoring the council hall and His Majesty the emperor, I am afraid that something is going to be done in this capital..."

    Lu Fenglou flipped through the book and listened to Censor Lu's cadenced voice, but there was no major disturbance in his heart.

    Looking at the piles and pieces of the booklet, Lu Fenglou felt a little illusory.

    It turns out that these days, Chu Yunsheng came and went in a hurry, keeping his mouth shut, doing these things. The reforms to get rid of the ills, shake the salt, iron and grain of the family's foundation. He seems to have nothing to fear. He does these things to hide them. He hides them in an upright manner. He clearly tells all the spies and forces—I have something to do, and I just want to hide it from all of you. Right.

    Some people say he wants to rebel, some people say he wants chaos, some people say this is to pave the way for him to ascend the throne and become the emperor, suppress the family, and exclude dissidents.

    —It is about being a tyrant.

    Lu Fenglou sneered inwardly, exhaled slowly, and closed his eyes.

      Said, "What is the Prince Regent thinking? The ministers dare not discuss it. But for the sake of the Great Jin, it is better not to stir up the chaos and turmoil in the government!"

    "Please also ask Your Majesty to call the shots, stop this so-called reform!"

    Two lines of old tears slid down the folds at the corners of Censor Lu's eyes. After he finished speaking with resentment, he bowed heavily on the marble steps.

    The hall was silent for a moment.

     Another soft cough suddenly sounded.

    With one two, there will be three four.

    I didn't see Lu Fenglou's answer, and then there was a slight sound of clothes rubbing one after another, and one after another figure stood up: "I hope your majesty, abolish the reform!"

    "The reforms in ancient times are all signs of chaos in the country! It must be abandoned!"

     "Please also decree your majesty!"

    The voices grew louder and louder, and the golden dragons on the pillars of the Taiji Hall trembled slightly.

    Patriarch Zhao stretched out his hand in his sleeve and slowly poured himself a glass of wine.

    Across the clear wine, he looked up at the subordinates who were fanning the flames, but always felt that something was missing.

    But before he could ponder, Lu Fenglou spoke again.

    Lu Fenglou closed the book, "But the teacher, these things are just a little bit of tossing and moving a little bit, how can you talk about reform?"

    A minister said coldly: "Your Majesty, the official system and the salt and iron system have been changed, and there are more than these two, whether it is a reform? The most ridiculous thing is that this reform is all made by one person. , the council will wait until the incident to find out, Your Majesty, you are the monarch of a country, and you don't even know about this..."

    The minister paused and squeezed the second half of the sentence out of his throat: "If you say that one hand covers the sky...it's better than that!"

    The last few words are heartbreaking.

    The smile on Lu Fenglou's lips slowly faded, he stared at the minister for a moment, and then looked at Chu Yunsheng beside him.

    Chu Yunsheng was still slowly eating the mutton that the little emperor had taken, and when the meat was finished, he took a sip of tea, and then looked down at the half-kneeling men and women. official.

    At a glance, he could see the identity and position of the kneeling officials, and he matched the forces behind them, and Chu Yunsheng clearly drew a line on them.

    The family and Jiangmen put on the same pair of trousers and wanted to take his sacrificial knife first.

    Whether or not Lu Fenglou appears at this New Year's Eve banquet today, this game is set. The only difference is whether to do this article about holding the emperor hostage or not to tear the waves to the face.

    Chu Yunsheng lifted his robes, stood up, and walked down the jade steps: "Your Majesty, be patient and tell them this."

    Following his steps, the sword ear of the Fengtian sword that had been hanging around his waist for many years also slowly swayed. He walked in front of Yushi Lu, and the hilt of the sword almost poked on Yushi Lu's forehead.

    A minister held his breath and stooped more carefully.

    "The late emperor entrusted this great Jin and His Majesty to the care of this king. For ten years, this king can't be said to be diligent, but he can be said to be reluctant." Chu Yunsheng's eyes were cold and his face was calm, He didn't shy away from some rebellious and outrageous remarks in his mouth, "But in the final analysis, this Da Jin's surname is Lu. Not my surname Chu Yunsheng, nor my surnamed Zhao Qian Sun Li."

    Patriarch Zhao held the wine glass in his hand for a while, and the squatty Patriarch Qian next to him opened a gap.

    "So, no matter what this king does, whether I please you or not, as long as your majesty doesn't say no, it's not up to you to come here to coerce and ask for your life."

    Chu Yunsheng looked down at Lu Yushi who was close at hand, and said coldly: "If you don't like it, you will remonstrate. The Great Jin Dynasty is the one-word hall of this king, and now that this king is sitting on the ground, what should you do?"

    "Then it really made His Majesty's order... behead this king?"

    The cold sweat on Lu Yushi's forehead suddenly covered his temples.

    Yushi Lu and Chu Yunsheng looked at each other and suddenly felt that the family's plan might have gone wrong.

    In front of him, the regent was so arrogant that he could be called mad, but his eyes were so quiet that he was panicking. In his mouth, he said that it was absurd to rely on the emperor to make the princes rebel, but there was no taste of power in his eyes.

    This Da Jin is surnamed Lu, but this New Year's Eve banquet is surnamed Zhao Qiansun Li or Chu, but it seems not so clear.

    Yushi Lu looked at Chu Yunsheng's slightly drooping hand with some horror and some doubts, unable to judge whether it was a pair of hands of a chess player, so he could only move his throat and his lips trembled He squeezed out two words: "—Reverse, thief!"

    There is a howling wind coming, and it knocks open the side window of the Taiji Hall which is not very strict.

    The sudden heavy snow rolled in coldly, and the candles in the hall suddenly became panic.

    The dazzling light and shadow swept Chu Yunsheng's cold and calm eyebrows, making his expression full of obscure confusion and treacherousness.

    He looked at Censor Lu calmly, and put his finger on the hilt of the sword: "Master Lu is not a traitor. But Master Lu killed his wife and son in a remote rural area twenty years ago, just to marry the Zhao family. The sixth miss of the side branch is the wife, but she is not a good person."

    Yushi Lu's old and yellow eyes suddenly widened.

    "In recent years, you have risen from the censor's desk step by step, and you have participated in the corrupt household servants, but you have received more money than the household servants. You have fought the local prefect who murdered his colleagues. , but it also took a few more lives than the prefect. I scolded the nobles who robbed the women of the people, but they were more cruel than the nobles playing with the women."

    Yushi Lu's straight back trembled imperceptibly.

    He can say that this is a false accusation without evidence, but with the status of a dignified regent, how can it be true that there is no evidence? After being buried for so many years, I thought that no one would know about the pickled scorpions that were pulled out one by one, how could it be possible to get rid of them with a single self-defense?

    Yushi Lu's face was like golden paper.

    At the end, I only heard the sound of a clear sword being drawn.

    The icy sword blade oozing with chills pressed heavily on the neck that could no longer be straightened, Yushi Lu's beard trembled and shouted suddenly, "Your Majesty - this minister has been wronged!"

    "Cao Cao likes to kill people in his dreams. This king is drunk and likes to dance the sword."

    Chu Yunsheng looked around the hall lightly, retracted his sword and sheathed it, and walked back up the steps.

     A splash of hot blood just splattered on the table of the Zhao family.

    His hand turned back to avoid, but the wine glass was too late to hide, and was covered with a glass of bright red blood.

    The retracted hand trembled and fell on the knee, tapping slowly.

    When the ninth hit, a terrified voice of Wende suddenly came from above: "Your Highness!"

    The ministers raised their eyes in panic, and saw that the regent who had just stepped on the highest jade step suddenly covered his mouth with his sleeves, and his tall figure was shaky.

    The surrounding palace servants rushed to help, the wide sleeves of the robe were torn open, but there was a large amount of coughed up black blood. The high-ranking Regent's face was pale and his eyes were closed tightly, and when he took a breath, it was as weak as fire in the wind.

    In an instant, the hall became chaotic, and panic sounded everywhere.

    In this chaos, Zhao Patriarch stood up and said lightly: "Your Majesty, pass on the imperial doctor."