The first sentence of the Emperor Daxing’s opening made the atmosphere in the bedroom extremely serious.

Zhao Xuanji lowered his eyebrows and replied softly: "The Lord forgives his sins, the old minister must not dare."

"Don't dare?"

The Emperor of Daxing sneered, got up and came to Zhao Xuanji, and said, "What else do you dare not?"

Zhao Xuanji lowered his head, and he could see the lower body of Emperor Daxing who was so close to him.

Emperor Daxing was very weak, and his body was trembling slightly when he was standing. Obviously, just standing, Emperor Daxing needed to maintain this position with all his strength.

But even such an old man who is like a candle in the wind, as long as he opens his eyes and does not die for a day, the great Qin Dynasty will not be able to make a comeback.

"You bury your mentor Lin Zhibao in the New Year case, and then form cliques and factions, establish yourself, and then to the Crescent Pass tragedy, all kinds of conspiracies and tragedies, and each tragedy is shocking. Do you think I don't know? Now you say you don't dare?"

Emperor Daxing's words were like a knife, and they rushed into Zhao Xuanji's heart.

Zhao Xuanji suddenly looked up, looked up at the king, and said, "The Lord of the Lord naturally knows these things. The Lord of the Lord knows even more that the old minister is just a knife in the Lord's hand. Now the old minister wants to do something by himself, so what's wrong with it?"

"If the prince was not aggressive, how could the old minister bet on his own? It was the prince who did not let the old minister live alone, but the old minister didn't want to die."

The Emperor of Daxing sneered, his weak and thin face was full of indifference and ruthlessness. He said, "If the king wants his minister to die, the minister has to die. The prince is my descendant and is about to take over my throne. He wants you to die, why can't you die?"

The words "Why can't you die" show the cruelty and ruthlessness of a generation of emperors to the fullest.

Zhao Xuanji smiled bitterly and said, "Then the old minister and the old minister's subordinates deserve to be buried with the emperor?"

"The old minister has been in office for more than 40 years and has devoted himself to the court. When he arrived, he only had one ending that he could not die?"

"You can never die."

The Emperor of Daxing stared at Zhao Xuanji closely. The power of Haoran was unfolding. The body, which was exhausted and dry, burst out with an extremely powerful aura, like a vast river, trying to submerge Zhao Xuanji.

"But I will cut off your wings for the prince."

Zhao Xuanji widened his eyes, looked at Emperor Daxing, and said in a lost voice: "Master, are you trying to squeeze out the last little value of the old minister?"

"If the old minister is here, he can attract the attention of the vassal king. If the old minister and the prince are still fighting, will the vassal king take action easily?"

The Emperor of Daxing smiled, "The Chief Auxiliary understands my heart best."

Although he was laughing, the smile made Zhao Xuanji shudder.

"The emperor has used the old minister for decades, but in the end, he still refuses to let him go?"

Zhao Xuanji could hardly suppress the surging anger and hatred in his heart, "How can the emperor predict that the old minister will submit?"

"Because of you, I'm used to bowing my head."

Although the volume of Emperor Daxing was light, each word had a tremendous force like Mount Tai.

"If you are greedy for life, love power, and be able to live, you will never think about it. If you live, you will have power. The most important thing is that you have ambitions and you always feel that you can overcome the imperial power."

Emperor Daxing's eyes pierced directly into Zhao Xuanji's heart, as if he could remove his flesh and flesh at a glance and see the internal organs inside.
Chapter completed!