The dawn shines on the Tai Chi Hall, illuminating the red walls and golden tiles.

The ministers sitting cross-legged inside and outside the hall opened their eyes one after another to welcome the sun on the new day.

Yesterday, when Song Zhi asked all the ministers to wait at Taiji Hall, it was getting late. Two hours later, Song Zhi did not ask all the ministers to go to Hanyuan Hall to continue discussing matters, but instead asked them to continue waiting here on the grounds that they were still tired.

This wait took a whole night.

Although the palace provided two imperial meals during this period so that the officials would not go hungry, this kind of thing that was almost house arrested by all officials was too bad and had never happened before, which made many people feel unhappy.

As dawn comes, under the vibrant rising sun, the minds of all officials are revived again.

Most of the poor officials gathered together in groups of three or five, and were talking. A very small number of the poor officials looked worried. They looked at the direction of Hanyuan Palace and then looked at the direction of Zhao Ning, thinking about something.

In comparison, the expressions of officials from aristocratic families are generally ugly.

But there are two parts in the subdivision. Some of them are like Chen, Korean-style people, who are uneasy, while some are not capable and have never participated in the Longyou incident. They are just heavy-faced.

Chen Xun came to Zhao Ning, who was sitting cross-legged and whispered:

"Even if Your Majesty has to consider things, and the things you consider are still very difficult, you cannot leave all officials here all night. This is no different from house arrest, and you have no respect for all officials."

Zhao Ning glanced at Chen Xun: "Is the Prime Minister trying to say that Your Majesty has regarded us as slaves?"

Chen Xun did not avoid this topic and said solemnly: "It's not just me who thinks that way. Your Highness looks at the poor officials, and many of them are also worried. Obviously, they all feel this and cannot accept it."

Zhao Ning said meaningfully: "Don't worry, Prime Minister, if there really is such a day, there will never be a slave in this world. Everyone may have a difference between rich and poor, but their dignity is the same.

"Mencius said, the people are more important than the king. I dare not agree with this. It is too incompatible with the rules of the world and will never become a reality. But it is natural that the people and the king are equal in weight."

Chen Xun was overjoyed when he heard this.

He had never talked to Zhao Ning before, and didn't know what Zhao Ning thought. It was not that he didn't want it, but that Zhao Ning didn't give him a chance - the situation could not tolerate Zhao Ning having too much contact with the aristocratic family, and to prevent the secret from being leaked, Zhao Ning could not talk about secrets.

Chen Xun didn't know Zhao Ning's plan before, and he didn't care so much. After all, he just regarded Zhao Ning as his last resort in desperate situations. He still followed his own path on weekdays, and hoped that most of them would be here.

Now that Chen is in a desperate situation, the other roads are no longer available, Chen Xun can only rely on Zhao Ning. Now that he heard Zhao Ning say this, he immediately took a reassurance and could not be unhappy.

"Your Majesty hasn't summoned us for so long, I wonder how long it will take to wait?" Chen Xun's attention returned to his eyes.

Zhao Ning calculated the time and smiled slightly: "There will be a result soon."

Chen Xun seemed to understand but he asked, "What's the result?"

Zhao Ning looked up at the red sun in the east sky, and said slowly under the rays of the sky: "The general trend."

Of course he knew why Song Zhi had to hang them here all night.

The other party was waiting for Zhao Yujie to come back.

Before this, Song Zhi could neither take the risk of forcing Zhao Ning to take action, nor take action against Chen family, Korean and other aristocratic families, nor let these aristocratic families go back to the mountain. Therefore, he could only temporarily let all officials stay in the Tai Chi Hall.

But Zhao Ning knew from the beginning that the person Song Zhi had to wait would never be able to wait.

......

Hanyuan Palace is not a suitable place to rest, but Song Zhi did not leave here all night.

He didn't want to go anywhere, and he didn't even have the heart to eat and drink water, but just sat on the throne.

Facing the empty and quiet hall, he never stopped thinking about the uncontrollable mess he faced as the Emperor of the Great Qi. He kept deducing the changes in the situation and looking for the most suitable way to deal with it.

But no matter what he thought, he could not do without a prerequisite: to resolve Zhao Ning and kill the Zhao family.

"Where will the imperial concubine be? How long will it take to reach Yanping?" Song Zhi, tired and painful, couldn't help but turn his head to ask Jing Xinmo again.

Jing Xinmo glanced at the sky and bowed to answer, "Your Majesty, it should be fast. The straight-line distance from Longyou to Yanping is fixed. Even if the imperial concubine delays it, it will be time to come back."

The implicit meaning in his words was that Zhao Yujie should have arrived long ago.

On this day, he suffered wave after wave of powerful blows, faced with one critical and difficult dilemma after another, and was fooled by Zhao Ning in front of all the ministers. Finally, he found that he suddenly fell from the clouds that controlled everything into the bottomless quagmire. Song Zhi had long been exhausted and his spirit was facing collapse.

He stared at the direction of Taiji Hall fiercely: "Send the order and wait until the imperial concubine arrives, and immediately capture Zhao Ning on the charge of treason, but if there is resistance, he will kill him on the spot! Whoever dares to stop him will be killed!"

Respect Xinmo and bowed his head to say yes.

Not long after, an unconcealed King Ji Realm Qi Qi quickly approached the imperial city from the southwest. After reaching a certain range, it immediately fell into the sensing range of the masters and powerful people.

Jing Xinmo was the first to notice and was overjoyed: "Your Majesty!"

After he reminded him, Song Zhi also sensed the energy and suddenly stood up. His spirit was suddenly excited and his face was flushed: "Is the imperial concubine back?"

He stepped to the front of the hall gate and wanted to see Zhao Yujie earlier.

That was his entire hope.

The practitioner of the Wangji realm led by the Feiyu Guard to the Hanyuan Palace.

Song Zhi frowned.

That was not Zhao Yujie, but just a master under Zhao Yujie.

His heart shrank and he suddenly felt something was wrong.

The person who came was disheveled, ragged, covered in blood, and covered in bruises!

"What's going on?!" Song Zhi tried hard to suppress his beating heart, his voice as unpleasant as a duck.

The visitor knelt down under the jade steps, the horror on his face had not yet dissipated, and his grief was even more intense: "Your Majesty, the Imperial Concubine is killed!"

Hearing this bolt from the blue, Song Zhi felt like he was pierced by a sword and his breathing stopped in an instant. His black body shook in front of him, and his footsteps staggered, almost falling down from the jade steps!

Being supported by Jing Xinmo, Song Zhi barely stood firm, his eyes wide open like fish eyes, staring at the practitioner under the jade stairs: "You bastard, what nonsense are you talking nonsense!

"The Imperial Concubine is in the late stage of the King's Realm, who can do anything to her?

"The Imperial Concubine is my beloved arm and the most noble woman in the Great Qi Dynasty. Who dares to kill her?!"

The person who came was half lying on the ground, his body trembled and his voice trembled, but his words were clear: "Your Majesty, Yang has rebelled! It was Yang Jiani who led the Yang Wangji master to stop the imperial concubine in Xiaowen Mountain!

"Originally... Yang Jiani had been defeated by the Imperial Concubine, but just when the Imperial Concubine was about to kill her, Wei Wuxian brought people to catch up, and their number of masters suddenly exceeded us!

"The Imperial Concubine... The Imperial Concubine was attacked by Wei Wuxian and Yang Jiani. Although she fought to the death, she once severely injured Yang Jiani and Wei Wuxian and almost broke through successfully...

"But in the end, in the end... the Imperial Concubine exhausted her true energy. Although she had fled for more than a hundred miles, she was still shot down from mid-air and the sea of ​​energy was shattered on the spot..."

Speaking of this, the practitioner kept kowtowing and apologizing, saying that he had not fulfilled his responsibilities as a guard and was entrusted by the emperor and deserved to die, but he had to bring the news back, so he did not die on the spot.

Song Zhihai then took a step back, his face was blue and white, and his twitching facial features were twisted together, like a twisted old tree root. In his eyes full of despair, there was no longer any distracting spirit, like a dead lake with countless rotten corpses.

The true energy was exhausted, the Qi sea was broken and the cultivation was destroyed, and it fell from mid-air. Naturally, there was no life. Moreover, Wei Wuxian and Yang Jiani were still on the scene...

The practitioner does not say the word "death", but is just afraid that this word will not be acceptable to Song Zhi. He wants Song Zhi to be less painful and angry, and not completely lose his mind on the spot and slapped him to death with one palm.

But how could Song Zhi be even more angry?

How can he stay sane?

"This, these traitors dare to kill my concubine, dare to kill my arms, dare to kill my heart! I, I... I want to destroy the ten clans of the Yang family!"

After roaring like a crazy beast, Song Zhi's body stiffened and his face turned black. He could no longer help but spurted out a mouthful of blood! The strength of his body suddenly poured out, and he fell on Jing Xinmo's arm.

Once Zhao Yujie dies, his only hope will no longer exist.

He no longer has the power to kill Zhao Ning.

He can no longer do anything to Zhao Ning!

The death situation in front of him turned into a sharp net at this moment, covering him from his head to his feet.

He was the most noble and powerful man in the Great Qi Dynasty, the emperor who suppressed all the people, and he was also the weakest and saddest weak among the billions of Qi people in the Great Qi Dynasty.

Song Zhi rolled his eyes and fainted.

......

Li Zheng Hall.

Zhao Qiyue stood in front of the palace gate.

Under the morning sun, her petite figure looks thin.

Today she did not wear the queen's clothes, but just dressed in plain clothes, looking clean and clean.

This is the first time she has put down the queen's mission, responsibilities and majesty in so many years since she entered the palace, and acts completely according to her own ideas and preferences.

Even though it was far apart, even if the Hanyuan Palace was not seen here, when Song Zhi shouted the words "kill the ten clans of the Yang family", she seemed to hear them, and ripples rippled in her clear eyes.

When the national war was most difficult, she returned to Bianliang to preside over the overall situation, stabilized the hearts of the army and the people, made many military achievements, and succeeded in counterattacking Yangliu City, and also brought up an elite army. Everyone in the world admired and admired.

At that time, her brilliance shone for thousands of miles.

The glory of a person's life is limited. Many times, those glory is the meaning of life. When Song Zhi was the most glorious, she completely fell into darkness and became hopeless.

Song Zhi took away all the things she had fought for and let Zhao Yujie take her place, and was so cold and decisive that she did not give her any room for negotiation.

Song Zhi and Zhao Yujie ruined her for at least half of her life.

Now, the man and woman were played with by Zhao Ning and were deprived of all their achievements by Zhao Ning. Zhao Yujie died and Song Zhi also paid a heavy price and would continue to pay.

Zhao Ning helped her get out of this anger.

A smile appeared from the corner of Zhao Qiyue's mouth.

This smile is so warm and brilliant, purer than the first spring water, more lively than the first spring forest, and more beautiful than the ten miles of spring breeze, so that the golden morning light cannot help but melt into her two shallow dimples.
Chapter completed!