Professional Red Thread Cutting [Quick Transmigration]

With the sound of horses' hoofs, the torrent surged again, with overwhelming power, and in front of the torrent, the red tassel fluttering with the horse's back was their pointing direction.

The city wall is towering, and the closer you get, the more you feel that it is as tall as the sky. Countless arrow feathers are scattered from the city wall, but they are blocked one by one by the erected shield. The torrent attack continues unabated. He didn't stop the horse, but no arrow feather could fall on him. When he got close, he rode up with the strength of the horse's back. Even oil can't stop its coming.

"Get him down, get him down!!!" The general guarding the city wall was in disarray, but just as the order was issued, the thrown spear had already penetrated his chest.

At the end of the spear, the silver-armored general retracted the spear, and the man landed firmly on the city wall. The bloody spear danced, and the blood splashed out, taking the lives of several besieging soldiers.

"Survivors will not be killed." Behind the blue-faced fangs mask, came a low-pitched and powerful voice. Such a voice seemed extremely incompatible with such a killing, but it also stunned the soldiers who were planning to rush forward .

The Northwest Army is the most iron-blooded army in the entire Yong Dynasty. Although its marshal has not been weak this year, he has won countless battles. It is rumored that he cannibalize people every night and drink his blood to survive. The head of the enemy general is as simple as chopping melons and vegetables.

They are all long and fleshy. When they didn't see it, they didn't take it seriously. They just thought it was an exaggeration. When the man really stood in front of him, just a long spear and a saber were enough to make people afraid.

"The descendant will be executed!" The general who rushed over shouted loudly, but just as the soldiers were about to leave, the general's head had already rolled to the ground, his eyes were wide open, and he was dying.

With a loud creak, the city gate, which was originally the strongest in the entire Yong Dynasty, was opened from the inside, and the torrent poured in. Countless soldiers had already poured into the city. Everyone seemed to have the smell of blood on their bodies. Soldiers who rarely fought in battle were very different.

"The descendants will not be killed!" The generals of the Northwest Army who rushed to the city shouted loudly.

The soldiers who were still hesitating just now looked around, one of them put down his sword, and the others put down their weapons one after another and raised their hands.

"Marshal!" The general hurried up to Shen Chun and said, "Miyagi has been controlled by King Liang, and the crown prince is dead. Can the marshal wait?"

The Northwest Army entered the capital under the banner of the Qing emperor this time, but the two sides in the battle in the palace city were members of the royal family.

Shen Chun swung the sword, the blood splashed on it, leaving only the blade clean and clean, he put the sword back into the sheath and said: "Enter the palace."

"Yes!" The general accepted the order with hands clasped.

"Fei Yu." Shen Chun walked to the edge of the city wall and yelled, the pitch-black steed galloped past, the general on the city wall had already landed on the horse's back, and galloped towards the palace.

Even if the city gate couldn't withstand it, let alone the palace gate, it collapsed after only a few hits.

Blood flowed into rivers in the hall, and countless princes and nobles fell in the pool of blood. Wen Hedi's fingers trembled, and the written characters had long been out of shape.

"Report!" There was a long shout from outside the hall, apparently in a hurry.

Liang Wang was very angry: "What's the matter?"

"My lord, the Northwest Army has broken through the palace wall and is heading towards the main hall!!!" said the soldier who informed.

"So fast!" King Liang's breath was stagnant, and he couldn't help swallowing, "Why didn't you report when the city was broken?!"

"It didn't take a moment for the Northwest Army to break through the city!" said the soldier who reported.

The city wall is so strong, with arrow feathers in place, easy to defend and difficult to attack, even if a hundred thousand soldiers attack the city, it will take countless casualties to break through the city, but the Northwest Army didn't even take a moment.

The city wall has not been used for a moment, isn't this palace city like entering no man's land!

King Liang's fingers trembled, he took a deep breath and grabbed Emperor Wenhe's collar and said, "You're just waiting for Shen Chun, right? No matter how fast he is, do you think he can beat my brother's sword faster?"

His knife rest was on Emperor Wenhe's neck, looking at the bloodstains on it, he said, "Quickly write the imperial edict!"

"If you do many unrighteous actions, you will die yourself." Emperor Wenhe suddenly laughed, "So what if you killed me, you didn't make a wedding dress for others."

"Just read the imperial edict. I am the righteous emperor. Shen Chun is just a traitor. If you don't write it..." King Liang glanced across the living royal family. He put down Emperor Wenhe and walked a few steps away. Going down the steps, he pulled out the child who had been protecting him from the arms of the kneeling queen, and the knife was already on his neck, "This is your last child, Brother Huang."

"Fei Bai, Fei Bai!" The Queen panicked and wanted to fight, but was kicked in the heart by King Liang, and she lay on the ground unable to get up.

"Mother!" The child tried to struggle, but there was a bloodstain on his fair neck.

He struggled too much, Liang Wang simply gave up his sword, grabbed the child's neck and looked at Emperor Wenhe: "I heard that the emperor loves the youngest son the most. If the last heir dies, I don't know who will do more than that." Injustice..."

"Feng Maode, you must die!" Emperor Wenhe wrote the imperial edict with trembling hands. Even though he was covered in cold sweat, the handwriting was still unbroken, and his face was pale until the last stroke was written, "I finished writing!"

"There is also the imperial seal." Liang Wang looked at him, his tone could not hide his excitement.

With the imperial seal, everything is a foregone conclusion. His wife and son might not be able to live with him. Emperor Wenhe sighed, looked at the still young son and said: "I can issue the imperial seal, but you must leave Fei Bai, you can't hurt his life."

"Okay." King Liang eagerly agreed.

The sound of fighting and fighting outside has already sounded, and Emperor Wenhe looked at the young son whose face was turning purple, took out the hidden jade seal from the side of the dragon chair, pressed the red clay on it, and held it with both hands and stayed on the imperial edict. rear.

Just as the imperial seal was about to fall, King Liang's hand tightened even more. His excitement was beyond words. The child opened his mouth and couldn't breathe, but an arrow feather flew in from the window, with the feeling of piercing the sky. The force directly sank into King Liang's temple.

Before the blood flowed, King Liang's eyes had enlarged, as if he was in disbelief, but he couldn't control his body and fell down helplessly.

Everything happened in an instant, and even Emperor Wenhe, who was holding the jade seal, froze in place until the door of the palace was broken open, and the silence in the palace was broken.

Soldiers poured in, and the soldiers who were holding swords just now were like flies without their heads, unable to resist the powerful invasion.

"The descendant will not be killed!" The general shouted loudly, and the resisting soldiers abandoned their swords one after another.

It's not that I don't want to resist, but I don't know why to resist.

The door of the hall was wide open, and everything seemed to have seen the sun. The silver-armored general stepped in with a sword in his hand. He was carrying a longbow behind him. His armor was already stained with blood. His mask was blue and his fangs were like ghosts and gods. The atmosphere became tense again.

Feng Feibai landed on the ground, coughing and panting, watching the tall figure coming against the light, at that moment, he felt as if he saw the god that his father said in his mouth.

"Your Majesty, I deserve death for being late to save you." Shen Chun landed on one knee, and the sound of armor colliding seemed to indicate that everything was settled.

Emperor Wenhe looked at the kneeling general below, and his breath was relieved, he only had time to say "get up" before fainting.

"Emperor Physician, pass on the Imperial Physician." The serving father-in-law hurriedly shouted loudly.

"Your Majesty!" The queen was helped up from the ground, and rushed up helplessly.

Everything became chaotic again.

[The 521 system released tasks, task one: survive as the original owner; task two, cut off the red line between Feng Feibai and Dou Yun. 】

The palace people were let out, the corpses were carried out one by one covered with cloth, the blood was washed away by water, Emperor Wenhe lay on the bed and was treated by a group of imperial physicians, the royal and noble clothes were the same as before, only the people around the hall The shadows continued to hang over the soldiers and the strong, lingering smell of blood.

Shen Chun was not in the hall, but watched the soldiers who surrendered being imprisoned, there was always someone reporting the news, and he was also responsible for the rectification of the capital.

"Your Highness endured the pain." The palace servant bandaged Feng Feibai's neck wound.

"Yeah." Feng Feibai raised his neck, but his eyes swept over the tall figure outside the hall, and then looked at Father, who was lying on the bed, "How is Father?"

"Your Majesty will be fine." The palace man said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty."

After an unknown amount of time, an old cough sounded from the bed, and the people in the hall had already knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty."

"Let, let Shen Chun come..." Wen Hedi's voice was weak.

"Tell Marshal Shen to enter the palace!" the father-in-law shouted loudly.

"Marshal." The general outside the hall called Shen Chun, "The emperor let you in."

"Understood." Shen Chun stretched out his hand to cover the mask, took it off, put it in the hand of the general at the side, and then stepped in.

The place where the emperor lived was not allowed to wear a sword, but he went straight into it without taking off his weapon.

No one in the hall dared to speak out because of Shen Chun's power when he entered the hall just now, but some people looked at him secretly, but they were stunned.

When I first saw him with a green face and fangs, he was ferocious and terrifying, but now he is full of murder, but his features are handsome, and there is no trace of blemish. The blood on the silver armor has been wiped clean, and he looks like a god. two people.

"Your Majesty, I am here." Shen Chun knelt on one knee in front of the bed.

Emperor Wenhe had already taken off his court clothes and crown, and was leaning on the soft pillow with only his inner clothes on. Looking at Shen Chun's figure, he directly held his hand. When he saw his face, his eyes were a little surprised, but Then he took it for granted: "As expected, he is Shen Wei's child."

His hands were held extremely tightly, as if grasping a life-saving straw.

Shen Chun let him grab it and said: "Your Majesty orders."

"I have suffered a calamity today, and my descendants are almost cut off. Only one son, named Fei Bai, will be established... as the crown prince, and you... you will assist him to ascend the throne as the emperor." Every time Emperor Wenhe said a few words, he would pause to catch his breath. It takes two breaths to continue speaking.

"Your Majesty, it's not right at this time. The sixteenth prince is only eight years old now, how can he be the master of the world? Please make plans for the world." An old minister knelt down, and everyone else knelt down.

"I only have one son left! Fei Bai... come here." Emperor Wenhe called out.

Feng Feibai stood up, knelt down in front of the bed, Wen Hedi grasped his immature little hand and put it into Shen Chun's hand: "Father?"

"Think twice, Your Majesty!" an old minister shouted.

"The sixteenth prince is the eldest son of Zhonggong, and now he is the eldest son. According to the law, it is reasonable." A young voice said.

Shen Chun looked over, but saw the handsome and elegant young prime minister in court clothes.

Dou Yun.

In the original world line, there was also the matter of King Liang forcing the palace, and the matter still happened. Wen and the emperor's heirs were almost cut off, and only one son, Feng Feibai, barely stayed behind under the protection of Dou Yun.

Just because of the heirs of the illegitimate, it is definitely something that will be infamous for thousands of years.

But when King Liang ascended the throne, Feng Feibai's status as the first son would only be extremely embarrassing, and when the new emperor reacted, he would only regret not cutting the grass and roots.

All kinds of thorns and tortures, just wanting to let him die quietly, but Feng Feibai still bears it and grows up. He hides his sharpness and grows up like a fool. Ascended the throne as the emperor.

And the only one who accompanied and taught him was the right prime minister, Dou Yun.

It is a good story that the emperor, the general, and the emperor and his ministers get each other, which should last forever.

However, the relationship deteriorated, and a relationship was born out of obscurity. Since two people are in love, there is nothing wrong with being together, but Feng Feibai's love made Dou Yun go to a dead end.

The affection of an emperor is rare, but in Dou Yun who has read a lot of books and is a gentleman, the affection of an emperor should be given to women.

It is even more unfilial for the emperor not to marry a wife and have children.

The emperor invited him repeatedly, and in order to clear his name, Dou Yun hanged himself on the beam of his dormitory, just for the sake of the emperor's reputation.

The relationship between the monarch and the ministers is still the relationship between the monarch and the ministers, but when this relationship comes to an end, it ends in tragedy.

This is the end of the world line record, there is no later, but some people regret it, and it is a coincidence that it became the task of the Duanyuan group.

"What Dou Aiqing said is exactly what I think in my heart." Emperor Wenhe grasped Shen Chun's hand and said, "Shen Chun has done a great job in saving his family. I specially bestowed Shang Fang with a sword, which can behead relatives and nobles, and corrupt officials. Seal a word The side-by-side king, titled... Yi, assists the young master to ascend the throne, and can rule on his behalf before he takes power."

Standing side by side with the word king, and Xu regent, it seems that he is under one person and above ten thousand people, but he entrusts all the government affairs to him.

"Your Majesty..." A courtier wanted to speak.

Emperor Wenhe scolded directly: "My will has been decided!"

He looked at Shen Chun and said: "I don't have much time, and I have a deep relationship with the queen and his wife. Even if I go underground, I want to raise my eyebrows. If I go, the queen will come with me."

【Host? 】521 is a little confused.

【He is dispelling my doubts. 】Shen Chun laughed.

The Northwest Army controls the court, and no one dares to offend. If he wants to become emperor, he only needs to kill everyone, and then push it to King Liang, and great things will happen.

However, Wen Hedi entrusted the concubine of Zhonggong to try to control his ambition with a high position, and he was afraid that Feng Feibai's mother would make him unable to control him, and even the queen would be taken away.

Such a concession is also to keep Yong Chao's breath, lest it really fall into the hands of people with different surnames.

He seems to be confused, but in fact he is far-sighted and has great righteousness. If he is serious and dares to conspire against him, he is a traitor and traitor.

Although he has no interest in the throne, it is the hardest job in the world. It seems that the power is overwhelming, but in fact it locks up the freedom of his life, but if he dares to plot against him, he must bear the consequences of plotting.

As soon as Emperor Wenhe's words came out, the little hand on Shen Chun's hand trembled, Feng Feibai grabbed Wenhedi's arm and said in shock: "Father Emperor..."

"The concubine is willing to go with His Majesty." The queen interrupted him and directly saluted him.

"Mother's queen..." Feng Feibai's eyes glistened with tears, and the corners of his eyes were extremely red.

No matter how he planned and calculated later, he ascended to the throne of God, and now he is only an eight-year-old child.

Emperor Wenhe had a son in his old age, and he was the eldest son of the middle palace. He naturally cherished it very much, and wished he could hold the treasures of the world. Such pampering also made the child's eyes not stained with any filth in the palace. The water is as clear and translucent as no one can go.

He was doted on when he was young, but later he lost all the people who doted on him and his glory, so he could only walk alone in the dark. When he ascended the throne, even the only person who supported him chose to leave.

The emperor was high and cold, but left behind an emperor whose heart fell into endless darkness.

But Wen and Di were so involved in the case, no one dared to intercede again.

"Your Majesty, the Sixteenth Prince is still young and needs to be taken care of by his mother. Please take care of him." Shen Chun said.

He is only responsible for cutting the red thread, but he is not responsible for taking care of the child, even if the child looks very beautiful and painful.

Shen Chun opened his mouth, Feng Feibai suddenly turned to him, but the tears that he was holding back fell down, dripping down his chin, the small body was wrapped in a small court dress, but the slight smile could still be seen. trembling.

Emperor Wenhe burst out laughing suddenly, hehehe laughed twice, then heaved a long sigh and said, "Then it's as... Aiqing said."

He leaned on the soft pillow, his breathing was a little weak, but he took a deep breath, patted Feng Feibai's head and said: "Be obedient..."

"My son, please remember." Feng Feibai said with sobs.

"So... Zhen..." Emperor Wen He took a deep breath, but it seemed that even this movement made him extremely weak, his somewhat cloudy eyes slowly closed, and the hand on Feng Fei's white head dropped.

The imperial physician stepped forward to feel the pulse, knelt down and said, "The emperor has passed away."

Suddenly weeping sounded, the queen walked over on her knees, lay down beside the bed and cried bitterly, Feng Feibai took Emperor Wenhe's hand, he had seen life and death, and understood the meaning of death, and his sadness was even more difficult to conceal.

After the death of the emperor, even if the new emperor ascends the throne before his death, it will take 36 days of filial piety before the enthronement ceremony can be held.

All the ceremonies were done according to the old rules, but the new emperor was young, and before he ascended the throne, there were quite a few people who were tempted.

Emperor Wenhe had quite a few brothers. Apart from King Liang, there were several other princes, and they all brought enough elite soldiers when they entered Beijing.

In the huge coffin, there are countless worshipers in white clothes, but the child who bows at the head appears to be extraordinarily petite.

Eight years old, for ordinary children, is still an age of teasing cats and dogs, causing trouble everywhere, without knowing the severity, but for the emperor's family, it is necessary to be sensible.

Three days before the observance of filial piety, there was no food for water or rice, even an adult might not be able to bear it, let alone a child, but Feng Feibai knelt there, but he didn't say a word, and he never ate a grain of rice.

"Young Fei Bai, you should eat something. If you are so hungry, the emperor won't feel at ease in the ground." Duke Huai knelt beside him in sackcloth, and said, taking out the cake he brought in from his arms.

When you are very hungry, even just eating tasteless steamed buns is excellent, let alone pastries.

Feng Feibai glanced at it, then pursed his pale lips slightly: "No need, uncle Huang must not do this in front of Father Huangling."

"The emperor's brother passed away, and the emperor's uncle should also take care of Fei Bai." Duke Huai said, "Just eat one piece."

"My brother, don't break the rules." The queen said while holding Feng Feibai's young body.

"Now that the emperor's brother is about to die and the new emperor has not ascended the throne, the empress does not have to interfere with matters between relatives." Duke Huai sneered.

"That's true, the harem really can't interfere with politics." King Qi on the other side also said.

If Emperor Wenhe had no heirs, the new emperor could choose one or two of his clan relatives. Those who had lost the throne in the past also had the opportunity to obtain the throne now.

The queen hugged Feng Feibai's shoulders, feeling a little helpless for a moment, arguing with relatives and nobles would only lose face.

Although the empress is in the middle palace, although the youngest son is about to ascend the throne, the master who has no power will still be bullied by his subordinates.

Wolf's ambition is blatantly obvious.

"I don't know when the feudal lords can openly intervene in the affairs of the court." A voice with a smile came in from outside, making several feudal lords turn their heads.

The young man was also dressed in sackcloth, with a hemp rope around his waist, but he was extremely tall. Even if he didn't wear armor or a sword, his face made several vassals look hesitant.

Although Shen Chun is extremely young, how can a person's ability be judged by age?

In the northwest, the barbarians harass the frontier. They were born on horseback. They are all strong and all the people are soldiers. After burning, killing and looting, they go deep into the grassland. Even if tens of thousands of troops guard the border, it is often of no avail. place.

During Emperor Wenhe's reign, General Shen Wei was stationed at the border, which relieved him a little bit, but the barbarians were cunning, Shen Wei was injured by a hidden arrow, and the military was in emergency. His son Shen Chun was ordered in danger, but he was invincible. Dare to commit.

These are naturally not based on the appearance of Shen Chun, but the invincible record.

The tiger and wolf division of the Northwest Army is firmly in hand, and they broke through the capital in less than a moment, which is by no means easy to deal with.

But the throne is such a big piece of meat, there's no reason why you don't want to take a bite when you put it in your mouth.

"Marshal Shen was joking. Your Majesty is young, and it is difficult to be perfect in everything. As the emperor's uncle, we should naturally assist one or two." King Qi said, but his tone was not as domineering as before.

"So that's it, the princes are coming back this time, do you want to stay in the capital for a long time?" Shen Chun looked at them and said leisurely.

People in this era like to say that the king's power is bestowed by gods, but in Shen Chun's concept, the throne is for those who are capable. It is a time-consuming and energy-consuming thing to change the feudal system. Choose a foolish king and let the people suffer from displacement.

As long as there is one of these princes who can be trusted, Shen Chun will not object to his ascension to the throne, but it is a pity that there are countless things that the people in the fief have to live without. They only want to eat meat but don't want to pay. How can there be such a beautiful thing in the world .

As soon as Shen Chun's words came out, several princes were stunned. Changliu didn't have only one meaning, one was enthroned as emperor, and the other was...to sleep here forever.

The words came to an abrupt end, Duke Huai felt that he couldn't bear to lose face, so he said reluctantly, "What does Marshal mean?"

"The late emperor's vassal is King Yi, although it is different from other princes, but the honorary title has been determined, all princes, please be careful." Shen Chun walked up to the coffin, raised the front of his robe and knelt down, showing no trace of the warrior's rudeness in his every move. On the contrary, he looked like the noble son who grew up in the capital, but his words made several people shudder, "Isn't it good to live?"

The words were understated, and there was no murderous look in their eyes, but several people held their breaths in concentration. Duke Huai wanted to say something, but was pulled back, and he dared not speak again.

Shen Chun holds great righteousness in his hands, is powerful and dignified, and has the most powerful army in the Yong Dynasty in his hands. He also has Shang Fang's sword bestowed by the late emperor. There is only one name left, if you dare to provoke it, you are afraid that it will hurt yourself.

"Brother Huang is indeed smart." Duke Huai held back all he could say until the end.

There are indeed countless people who are not convinced when the youngest son ascends the throne, but with Shen Chun, no one dares to act rashly.

It's just that when the new emperor grows up, the powerful regent will probably bear the brunt of it.

They just waited for the day when this man would fall from the clouds.

"To receive such praise from Duke Huai, the late Emperor must have felt very comforted." Shen Chun said with a chuckle.

"It's true that King Yi is young and promising, but we still have to be on guard so as not to raise tigers." King Qi said meaningfully.

This sentence made the queen's fingers hidden under her sleeves tighten. She finally understood the late emperor's intentions for today's incident. With Shen Chun, her son would not be eaten by these wolves, but where is Shen Chun? It's easy to provoke, the first emperor's promise of righteousness can indeed make him temporarily suppress his ambitions, but there are wolves in the front and tigers in the back, and their mother and son can only live in fear in the days to come.

"Thank you, my lord, for reminding me." Shen Chun's expression was indifferent.

Several princes exchanged eye contact a few times, and they only thought that he was young and vigorous.

After three days of mourning, all the princes were helped back to the mansion to recuperate, but the child who had been kneeling fell to the ground with a pale face, and the queen was so frightened that she called for help.

"Put people down." Shen Chun said.

He does not approve of such a small child suffering this kind of punishment. Filial piety lies in the heart, and it is enough to do one's best, but there are such etiquettes in this era, and the new emperor must follow them.

The queen was at a loss, and quickly put the child in her arms on the ground. Shen Chun reached out and untied Feng Feibai's collar, turned his head to one side, put his hand on the veins, and pinched the other hand on the middle of the person. s position.

"Fei Bai, Fei Bai, wake up!" The queen was at a loss, "My lord, what happened to him?"

"Hungry and dizzy." Shen Chun pointed a few acupoints with his fingers, and when the little body suddenly relaxed, he ordered the palace servants to fetch light sugar water, "Feed him to drink."

Feng Feibai slowly opened his eyes, his body and voice were a little limp: "Mother's Queen."

"Drink some water first." The queen held the sugar water and lifted her son up to feed him.

Feng Feibai was holding the bowl, leaning weakly on the embrace of the queen, holding the small bowl and drinking seriously.

Shen Chun stood aside and watched.

Although the queen is middle-aged, she is pampered and treated well. Only her hair is white, and she can still see the beauty of the country. Although the princes want to seek power and have bad intentions, they all have good facial features. Shi is also born Fengshen Junlang.

The two close relatives are like this, and Feng Feibai has inherited all the advantages of the two, such as a small face, slightly curled eyelashes, delicate and stylish eyes, and a small nose. Although the lips are pale, they are somewhat indistinguishable. But he is like this because of his young age, his facial features are well developed, and when he grows up in the future, he will have the heroic spirit of a man.

At such a young age, he has already seen his future glory, and he looks good-looking and pleasing, so it is no wonder that Emperor Wenhe favors the youngest son.

After Feng Feibai finished drinking the sugar water, he was still leaning against the empress' arms weakly. The empress put down the bowl and thanked Shen Chun repeatedly: "Thank you, my lord, for helping me."

"I'm just doing my duty as a minister, and I can't be thanked by the empress." Shen Chun looked at the little emperor who was looking over, and smiled at the dark pupils, "Your Majesty, rest in peace, and I will leave."

He turned and left, coming and going gracefully, everyone who came and went saw him off respectfully, Feng Feibai looked after him, only felt that if he could be born into such a person in the future, he seemed to be worthy of the position of emperor.

The imperial doctor rushed over and tossed and tossed for several hours, until Feng Feibai lay down in the bedroom, only the queen was left holding his hand beside the bed and gently exhorted: "Fei Bai, you have to remember that unless it is absolutely necessary, you must hide your strength and bide your time. do you know?"

Feng Feibai looked at her and said, "Queen, will King Yi harm us?"

"The queen mother doesn't know, but as your father said, before you can resist him, you must listen to him and don't annoy him." The queen gently warned, "Only if you survive, you will have a future."

"I understand." Feng Feibai clenched her fingers and said, "I will be obedient."

He grew up in the deep palace, and he saw a lot of framing and schemes. Without the protection of his father, as a man, he had to protect his mother and himself, even though he admired that person very much in his heart.

Rescued each other twice, acted calmly, spoke gently and calmly, but made others dare not act rashly, even the emperor father had never had such an aura, but that person controlled the fate of him and the queen mother at the same time, So he has to be obedient.

On the 36th day of filial piety, the late emperor got up and was buried in the mausoleum, and all the officials in the enthronement hall were prepared, but in the past, only the emperor stepped on the extremely high position, but this time he was led out by King Yi holding hands.

Everything was ready, the sound of ritual and music sounded, Feng Feibai was standing outside the main entrance, extremely nervous, when he was pinching the hem of his clothes tightly with his fingers, he heard the voice of kneeling behind him: "Yi Wang is a thousand years old."

Feng Feibai turned around and faced that person, his pupils dilated for a moment, leaving only amazement in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, let's go." Shen Chun stretched out his hand towards the young emperor, and when he hesitated to touch the little hand, he obviously felt the sweat on it. He tightened his hand and held it in his hand.

The feeling of warmth and dryness was conveyed, Feng Feibai still remembered what his mother said to be obedient, to hide your strength and bide your time, but at this moment there was only peace of mind.

The sound of rites and music sounded, the officials bowed down, and the young man led the young emperor along, his pace seemed to slow down.

The young man is not as tall as the weak crown, but he is extremely tall and slender. He is dressed in a black and red prince's uniform. He wears a prince's hair crown. His long hair hangs down behind him, and two hair tassels fall from it, decorated with beads. He is really extremely luxurious.

In the Yong Dynasty, black was regarded as righteous and red as noble. Even the emperor's court clothes were only these two colors. An urchin in adult clothes.

"Your Majesty, please sit up." Shen Chun took his sweaty little hand up the steps, and when he stopped in front of the dragon chair, he let go of the hand that was tightly clutching his fingers.

Feng Feibai glanced at him subconsciously, gritted his teeth, picked up his robe and stepped on the last third step.

Although that look meant to beg for help, it was withdrawn in an instant. The immature emperor picked up his robe, gritted his teeth and walked up to the highest throne. The dragon chair was so high that he even sat on it. After supporting it with his hands, he sat down.

The large court clothes, the twelve-shaped flowing crown, and the extra-large dragon chair all made the child look extra petite.

[Am I being too cruel? 】Shen Chun looked at the emperor's tense body and expression and asked.

[According to the age of human beings, the little emperor is still a cub, the host can pay more attention to the healthy growth of children. 】521 suggested.

Although it is a system, it also has a period of ignorance, not knowledge ignorance, but emotional ignorance. The system also has sanity and emotion. During its ignorant period, it is also guided by an advanced system. Even if it is the first time to do a task, the host Also super dependable, it's pathetic just thinking about the little guy being alone and helpless.

"Prince Yi, please sit down." Feng Feibai still remembered the etiquette taught, even though he was extremely nervous, he still spoke.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Shen Chun sat on the left side of the throne.

In front of the emperor, all the courtiers stood. In the Yong Dynasty, the left side was the most respected, and it was the supreme honor to set up the honor seat on the left side.

At the beginning of the new dynasty, all the ceremonial arrangements must be announced. The little emperor was named Chenyuan. Because of his young age, there were no concubines in the palace. Yu Qingkong, the queen was named the queen mother, and all affairs were promulgated by imperial decrees, but everyone inside and outside the court knew who made such decrees.

In the third day of the new dynasty, everything was settled, and there were no mistakes or omissions. It was impossible for some stubborn veterans to raise objections.

It's just that there are still many voices of opposition to Shen Chun's regent. The reason is: there is no two suns in the sky, and there are no two masters in the country.

"There are very few people around the capital who take advantage of this to cause trouble, but there are uprisings in the fiefdoms of the princes." Liang Wendong reported, "Marshal, do you want to send someone to suppress it?"

He is Shen Chun's personal entourage, following him all the way, and all matters of great importance must go through his hands.

"Have you found the instigator?" Shen Chun asked.

"The people from Duke Huai's mansion were found, and you detained the princes in the capital. I think they are in a hurry." Liang Wendong said.

"Hurry up, send someone to arrest the instigator and replace the local general guard." Shen Chun said.

Centralization of power has the benefits of centralization, and government orders are issued without exception, and no one will object to them. This is the reason why emperors of all dynasties like to cut down their vassals.

"Yes." Liang Wendong said.

"What about the other list?" Shen Chun asked.

Liang Wendong brought up the list, his brows furrowed deeply: "The marshal ordered his ministers to conduct a thorough investigation, and the corrupt officials investigated in various places...more than two thousand people, including important officials in the court."

The Yong Dynasty was very large, and there were a lot of officials from all over the country, but once the more than [-] people were cleaned up, it would definitely be a traumatic event.

When Emperor Wenhe was young, he naturally worked hard to govern, but when he was old, he was almost incapable of governing the government and made filth abound. This is the disadvantage of centralization.

"Catch them all." Shen Chun took the jade seal, pressed the imperial seal after writing the imperial decree, and said a word softly, "Kill."

Liang Wendong shook his hand after receiving the imperial decree: "All?"

"All." Shen Chun got up and said, "If the moths are not cleaned thoroughly, they will repeatedly erode the court, kill them, and leave no one behind."

"Yes." Liang Wendong lowered his head.

On the seventh day of the new dynasty, His Majesty sent troops to suppress uprisings in various places. The instigators were shot and killed, and the people gave them comfort.

On the same day, more than [-] officials were arrested inside and outside the court, and the charges were announced, and His Majesty decreed that they be executed.

All of a sudden, the people in the court were panicked, but there was no voice of opposition from the people, but countless people praised the emperor.

"Do you have any objections to this matter?" Shen Chun asked softly.

There was no sound in the court, the emperor was angry, and the corpses were floating thousands of miles away. The regent was in power, and he looked like a natural smile, but when they thought that the things in the frontier were rumors, they showed such a decisive scene.

This son's murderous intentions are really serious.

The court hall was silent, and no matter how quiet it was, even Feng Feibai on the dragon chair clenched his fingers tightly. More than 2000 people were killed in one day, but those who disturbed the world deserved to be killed!

If he gave the order, he would do the same, but it was only up to him to do it, but it was difficult to ensure that no one was wrong.

Dou Yun on the side of the court hall suddenly took a deep breath, stepped out and knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, I have objections."

"What objection does Prime Minister Right have?" Shen Chun asked.

Dou Yun took a deep breath and said: "Our government officials have rules and regulations. If they are cleared at one time, I am afraid that there will be problems in various places. I suggest that the light ones be punished, and the serious ones be killed. The severity is different, so that both the government and the people will be convinced."

Dou Yun's words were resounding, but after the words fell, the previous silence returned again, and no one came out to second.

Dou Yun's hand holding the wat board is slightly wet. Although he became famous at a young age and ascended to a high position, he can be Wenhe