Chapter 1830： Assassinate (1/2)

Leng Zhifei narrowed his eyes and stared at his back. He did a good job of imperial majesty, but unfortunately, he was a weak guy who feared pain and was too selfish. He wanted to pass on his own son, regardless of himself. Son fits not fit.

”唉 ...” He sighed sighfully.

As an emperor, there is no such good thing. I want to take care of the country and family. I am the ruthless emperor's family. Under the Jiangshan society, there is no possibility of private affairs within the imperial power. The emperor is also incapable of everything. Can only help him make a decision!

Since Leng Shouren showed a tough stance in front of Leng Zhifei, he did not go to see Leng Zhifei for three days, and did not want to see him again. As an emperor, he wanted a emperor to point and paint on his head.

He has already issued a written edict for the withdrawal of the war. The three armies were withdrawn. The government and the troops of the various countries withdrew. They no longer assembled at the border with Dazheng. They were restored as they were all along. .

In the early morning of this day, Leng Shouren came to Duanhe Temple to handle government affairs.

When Xun Yi stepped into Duan He Dian, the fragrance was bursting, and her mind was immediately clear. The dragon case was already filled with three major memorials. He estimated that it would normally take one morning to finish reading.

This is still a situation where he is a **** of heaven and energetic. When he was a prince before the **** of heaven, it would take him a day or even to go to bed in the middle of the night.

The women in the palace were light-footed, for fear of disturbing him. After he sat down, he put on the grass tea with his hands and stepped back gently.

”Bang!” Leng Shouren slammed after looking at the two books.

Confined within the palace, he tried to converge on the Tenjin Field. The maids around were ordinary people. They could not bear the Tenjin Field at all. Once they encountered the Tenjin Field, they would have their lives worried.

So this memorial was not shattered.

A pale fat old guard came forward, gently picked up the memorial, gently put it back on the table, and whispered: ”Your Majesty, it's not worth moving and hurting the dragon!”

”Ding Rui, you say you're angry!” Leng Shouren gritted his teeth. ”These people are lawless, don't you think I can't control them?”

”唉 ...” Ding Rui shook his head: ”These heavens are really too noisy, but His Majesty really can't take them, he can't always kill them by himself, and the forbidden palace guard can't help them!”

”Let the people in the Secret Mansion go!” Leng Shouren hummed.

Bian Dingrui said: ”Since the leadership of Mongolia has disappeared, the Secret Mansion is now in a mess and there is no suitable person to take over.”

”They are all incompetent!” Leng Shouren snorted.

Wu Dingrui shook his head and said, ”Zhuyu is ahead, and everyone dare not embarrass them.”

Tong Leng Shouren narrowed his eyes, and the cold light flickered: ”Ding Rui, have you collected the money from the National Government?”

自然 He could naturally hear what Zhuyu was in front of.

Since Lu Yurong took over, it has been renewed and its power has risen sharply. However, since the removal of Lu Yurong, the secret Weifu has been distracted and the work is no longer so effective.

Ji Dingrui laughed: ”Your Majesty, the old minister dare not collect money, but you can't see His Majesty so hard. His Majesty is at ease if he is under the command of Lu.”

”唉 ...” Leng Shouren looked calmly at him, and his original vigilance relaxed. He knew Ding Rui's temperament and would never collect money to help others. His words did speak to his own heart.

Talking about Lu Yurong, he always had a trace of annoyance and resentment, gritted his teeth, and Chu Li's abominable face appeared again.

”Why didn't your Majesty invite Lu to lead the mountain again?” Ding Rui said: ”Old ladies are not willing to take care of the husband and daughter.”

”It's impossible!” Leng Shouren shook his head, put away the sorrowful color, and relented again: ”I can still stand it! ... Where is Fenger?”

”The prince is hunting in the paddock, and there are many world sons and guards around him.” Ding Rui said.

Leng Shouren nodded.

He was disappointed, Feng Er was really not suitable for being an emperor, his mind was not firm enough, he had no sense of responsibility for the Leng family and Da Ji Jiang Shan, and he didn't care about everything. Considering the position.