Rebirth As Richest Lady: Coddle Regent

Wen Jiu who was almost a snowman slowly raised his head, looked at the youth, and with difficulty opened his mouth, "Brother."

Xie Heng felt a little strange in his heart. He reached out and pulled Wen Jiu up from the pile of snow.

He took a quick glance outside the Dijing City, and was extremely stunned when he heard that Wen Jiu had arrived.

In the blink of an eye, he had actually seen her before Conference Hall.

This place always ate people without spitting out their bones. Xie Heng could not imagine what kind of heart a fifteen-year-old girl had possessed to be able to do this.

He only knew that there wouldn't be another person like this in this world.

Both of Wen Jiu's legs went numb from kneeling, and he almost fell head first into the snow. Luckily, Xie Heng was able to support him quickly, so he barely managed to stand steadily.

Xie Heng took off his outer garment and covered her with it, his voice somewhat hoarse. "Usually you look pretty smart, why are you so stupid like this?"

Even those old foxes who had been in the government for many years had to be careful as they forced their way in, completely disregarding their own lives.

"It's fine if the method is stupid, as long as it's useful."

Wen Jiu tugged on the youth's wrist, "Grandmother, Third Brother and the others are still at Changping County, waiting for Eldest Brother to return …"

As they spoke, Xie Heng suddenly held Wen Jiu's hand. Her eyes sparkled with water, reflecting his current appearance.

The warmth of the youth's palm spread onto the icy-cold Wen Jiu's body. She paused for a moment, and then held Xie Heng's hand again, the corners of her lips raised into an inconspicuous arc. "There are millions upon millions of people in the Great Yan, and one can always differentiate right from wrong. Even without them, I am here. Elder brother, you are not alone. "

Xie Heng looked at her for a long time before replying, "Okay."

An attendant standing at the highest level shouted: "Xie Heng! To meet my Emperor, why not kneel? "

The eunuchs' unique sharp voice resonated in waves in front of the hall. Xie Heng acted as if he did not hear it, but Cao Gao Lang, who was not far away, kneeled down.

At the same time, the hall was completely silent.

Xie Heng was not as noisy as before he came, now that he was here, all of them were holding onto him, no one making a sound.

"No more kneeling!"

Xie Heng's eyes were filled with pain, mixed with self-blame. He pulled Wen Jiu under the eave of the house, and behind him, there was snow flying everywhere. The youth's voice was low, "Those people don't think that you will change your mind if you kneel down right now?"

Wen Jiu nodded.

This eighteen year old youngster's understanding of the Great Yan Dynasty Hall far surpassed that of ordinary people. Wen Jiu was already unable to see any trace of the unrestrained nature of the Xie Family Elder, so gradually, it overlapped with the Dingbei King in her memories.

"How dare you, Xie Heng!"

The high-ranking servant roared, "To meet our emperor, why aren't you kneeling?!"

Before he could even finish "kneel", the attendant was sent flying with a kick by Xie Heng, who was quickly walking up the stairs. He heavily smashed into the door and fiercely spat out a mouthful of blood.

A type of Royal Guard like facing a great enemy, yet Xie Heng's expression was normal. He walked into the Conference Hall with large strides, his clothes fluttering, the officials on both sides all turned to look at him, and upon seeing how ruthless the youth was, they were all overwhelmed with shock.

The person on the dragon throne didn't say a word. Everyone couldn't figure out what the emperor meant. At that moment, everything was quiet like a cicada in winter.

Only Minister of Rites, Zhang He, stood up with a stern face and shouted, "Children of the Xie Clan! Upon seeing you, my Emperor, you shall kneel and kowtow nine times! "

Xie Heng sneered, "Three kowtows and nine kowtows will bring one hundred thirty thousand people back from the dead, or will they extinguish their Great Jin?"

Zhang He was speechless and his face instantly turned red.

In the blink of an eye, Xie Heng had passed all the ministers and arrived in front of the jade stage.

A group of Royal Guard s pulled out their swords and faced each other, the silver sword images interweaving into a net inside the Conference Hall, "Xie Heng! If you dare to take another step forward, I will kill you without mercy! "

The youth slowly raised his eyes, the corner of his mouth curving into a mocking arc. "The Emperor summoned me into the Dijing to kill me? Or is it using me to apologize to Great Jin? Continue to cut down the city and move it out of the way, in exchange for a year or two of peace on the surface? "

Before Xie Heng came, everyone had a headache for more than ten days. Even after arguing for a long time, they still could not come to a conclusion.

The Emperor did not say anything, so the ministers below could only pretend to be calm, but when Xie Heng asked, they immediately put all the questions on the table.

This matter was even more difficult.

"How dare you!"

Just as Wang Liang stood out, Zhao Yi who was on the dragon throne waved his hand, Wang Liang immediately gestured for the group of Royal Guard s to retreat, and he himself stood to the side.

Zhao Yi supported himself with the dragon throne as he stood up. He was only in his fifties, but he looked like an old man in his twilight years.

He looked down at the youth who was showing off his strength and asked in a low voice, "Why do you want to kill Changning Taiyuan?"

"He deserves to die."

Xie Heng only said two words.

Zhao Yi's expression was unclear of whether he was happy or angry. "What were you thinking about when you killed Yan Lei?"

Under the might of an emperor, Xie Heng remained calm. "Annihilate his entire nation, grind his bones and scatter his ashes."

All the ministers in the hall sucked in a breath of cold air.

Bei Feng blew wildly on the youth's white clothes, causing him to look as though he was about to fly off into the distance.

Zhao Yi sighed, and sat on the dragon throne, "Why should the common people be guilty? How can the commoners be innocent?! "

Xie Heng said: "But if he can bear with it even if we take over the homeland, what should we do next after this time?"

The entire hall was silent.

He knelt in front of the jade steps, "When all the nations follow the example of the Great Jin and send out their armies, who among the thousands of citizens of the Great Yan will be spared? The Emperor might as well grant me death now! "

"Enough!"

Zhao Yi's face turned green, "Xie Heng will temporarily imprison the justice courts, wait until we verify the facts of the case, then we can make a decision!"

When the officials heard that, they immediately panicked, "The Great Jin has only been given a month, and the time limit is almost up. If we delay any longer, I'm afraid …"

"Your Majesty! If we leave this traitor behind, it will definitely bring about even more trouble! "

"There is no law in this traitor's eyes. He can't be left alive!"

The courtiers and officials who were always competing against each other were surprisingly unanimous when it came to protecting their lives.

"My dear officials, there's no need to say anything more!"

Zhao Yi held onto his forehead with a headache, deciding resolutely, "Do as we said just now!"

After the palace attendant finished shouting "Retreat", only Chief Minister Wang and a few of his trusted officials stayed behind to continue their discussion.

This matter was indeed imminent, and it would not drag on for more than a few days. The fact that the emperor did not make a decision on the spot meant that there were still many things that needed to be considered.

This was the time for them to be subjects.

A group of imperial guards were escorting Xie Heng out of the Conference Hall, the retreating officials circled around the youth, the scene was extremely funny.

Wearing Xie Heng's large sleeves, Wen Jiu stood at the bottom of the walkway. She looked up and saw the youth getting closer and closer, with many people between them. She was staring at Xie Heng.

However, she felt a bit of heartache.

Before he even had the chance to speak, Wang Liang ran over from the other side and said softly, "Miss Wen, please come with me. The emperor wants to see you in person."