Although Zhao Ji admired Zhao Huan's talent and learning, he was deeply disgusted by his idle behavior.
Under the fire, Zhao Ji agreed to Tong Guan's suggestion without hesitation.
"According to what the prime minister said, when the stick of incense burns out, he will be punished for both crimes. He will be deposed as a king and demoted to a marquis."
hiss……
Zhang Mao and other Hanlin Academy scholars couldn't help but gasped. They had placed a "heavy bet" on Zhao Huan, but he was so unreliable that he was defeated by Tong Guandou in the blink of an eye.
If you don't express your position now, it will be too late later.
Zhang Mao no longer hesitated and turned his back on the spot on behalf of the main war faction of the Hanlin Academy.
"Prince Ding, why don't you kneel down and salute His Majesty!"
At first, Zhang Mao thought that his defection in battle would be like stabbing Zhao Huan in the back, and Zhao Huan would be furious. However, he found that Zhao Huan just shrugged lightly.
This means that Zhao Huan did not regard him as a dish at all.
Zhang Mao's face darkened. He originally planned to use Cai Jing's influence to help Zhao Huan, but he didn't know how to appreciate it.
If that's the case, don't blame him.
Zhang Mao did not hesitate and looked directly at the courtiers of the Ministry of Rites who stood opposite, watching with cold eyes and silently.
"Does the Ministry of Rites have nothing to say?"
The Minister of Rites closed his eyes slightly, with an enigmatic attitude, as if he didn't hear Zhang Mao's question at all.
The minister of rites and other important ministers beside him also ignored matters that had nothing to do with them.
Only one person stepped out from behind the crowd, and it was Zhou Pu.
As soon as Zhou Pu showed up, both Tong Guan and Zhang Mao were filled with joy.
Zhou Pu would not show any mercy. He looked at Zhao Huan coldly and shouted: "Prince Ding, this is very inappropriate!"
"I don't care about Yizhou's gambling, I only care about the clan's etiquette. How can you act like this with any courage that a prince should have?"
"Kneel down!"
At this time, Tong Guan and his ilk, the main war faction of the Hanlin Academy, and the Ministry of Rites merged together as never before.
Their common goal is to severely punish Zhao Huan.
Faced with the siege from half the court, Zhao Huan is as stable as an old dog on the outside, but even more damn stable on the inside!
Needless to say, Tong Guan would kill him whenever he had the chance.
Zhang Mao, a wallflower, is not a good bird with Cai Jing's backing.
Among the three, only the Ministry of Rites simply upholds the patriarchal clan. As long as Zhao Huan kneels down now, the Ministry of Rites will immediately retreat and will not get entangled with Zhao Huan at all.
Unfortunately, Zhao Huan was born with hard bones and could not kneel down.
At this juncture, three beautiful figures ran out of Jiangxiao Tower. They were Zhu Lian, Zheng Qingyun and Xiaochai.
Zhu Lian was the first to come to Zhao Huan. He thought he was here to persuade Zhao Huan to take into account the overall situation and kneel down to settle the matter.
As a result, even Zhao Huan was a little surprised.
Zhu Lian raised his head and looked at Jiangxiao Tower, and responded in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "In the entire Genyue, besides King Ding, who else really cares about the future of the Song Dynasty?"
"There is such a practical prince, but you join forces to humiliate him. How can the Song Dynasty survive?"
Zhu Lian, who had always been cautious in his words and deeds, actually said such treacherous words, and the entire Genyue fell into silence.
Zhao Ji stood up directly, his face extremely cold, walked to the fence, looked down at Zhu Lian with unkind eyes.
"If I hadn't thought about the Zhu family and Prince Yun's palace, based on what you just said, I would not only have deposed you as concubine, but I could also have you executed directly."
"I thought you could urge King Ding to forge ahead, but it turns out that you are a huge disappointment to me."
These words were extremely serious, but Zhu Lian didn't care. She knew that Yizhou's gambling was a foregone conclusion, and it would be difficult for Prince Ding's palace to survive this disaster today.
In this case, she has nothing to worry about, just accompany King Ding to go crazy for once.
"How does it make sense for the civil and military officials of the entire dynasty to join forces to deal with the emperor's eldest son?"
This sentence can be regarded as a complete blow to the bottom.
What Zhao Ji is most taboo about is the legitimacy of the emperor's eldest son. He is afraid that he will be criticized for abandoning the eldest son and establishing a young son. Doesn't Zhu Lian's words imply to the world that the suffering of King Ding today was all secretly planned by Zhao Ji?
Tong Guan originally wanted to take the opportunity to deal with Zhu Lian, but he did not expect that this woman would be so stupid as to offend His Majesty.
Now Tong Guan doesn't even need to take action, His Majesty can take her life.
As expected, Zhao Ji was furious.
"Come here, escort Zhu Lian to the Yushitai!"
The Wudesi guards at the scene naturally walked closer without saying a word.
Xiaochai's face turned pale, and she quickly spread her arms to protect Zhu Lian. Although she was trembling with fear, she still cried and begged for Zhu Lian's mercy.
"Your Majesty, please be merciful and save the princess some dignity. The Yushitai is definitely not a place where the princess should go."
Before Zhao Ji could speak, Prince Yun Zhao Kai, who had been feeling aggrieved all day, took advantage of the situation and launched an attack.
He pointed at Xiaochai directly: "Kill this bitch first!"
When Zheng Qingyun saw this, his calves trembled. He had never been so frightened even when he was trapped in Jiaofangsi.
His Majesty was furious, King Yun launched an attack, half of the court teamed up to surround King Ding, and even the Ministry of Rites, the only one who could speak a fair word, withdrew from the world.
Could it be that today is the end of Prince Ding’s palace?
Zheng Qingyun wiped away his tears and looked at the Wudesi guards coming towards him. He didn't know where he got the courage and shouted.
"Let me do the surgery first. I'll wait for the prince and sister on the road to Huangquan."
Zhao Kai has now revealed his fierce appearance, and all the grievances and grudges will be settled one by one today.
Isn't Zheng Qingyun, this cheap maid, the concubine that Zhao Huan fell in love with at first glance?
In this case, it is natural to fulfill her.
"Under the Holy Spirit, you make loud noises, your body is white, and you don't know whether to live or die."
"First kill Zheng Qingyun, then kill Xiaochai, and escort Zhu Lian to the Yushitai."
After issuing a series of orders, Zhao Kai deliberately lowered his voice and smiled grimly at Zhao Huan.
"Brother Wang, you were very proud of yourself before. If you didn't know it, you would have thought that you had led the way in the court and had numerous followers."
"Now it seems that it is nothing more than a mirror in the mirror."
"If there is even the slightest resistance, the courtiers will rush to separate themselves from you. Ultimately, you are still alone."
"So what if you win the Xiaoyuan Poetry Club? What can you fight with me for?"
Zhao Kai swept away the gloom in his heart and was extremely excited. As soon as Zhao Huan collapsed, he was the legitimate eldest son of the emperor, and he must be the crown prince of the Song Dynasty.
At this moment, Zhao Huan walked up to the three women and smiled slightly.
"Why are you crying on your big day?"
"As long as I am here, no one can touch a hair on your head."
"My dear concubine, I didn't expect that you would protect me like this at a time of life and death. This makes me feel warm in my heart."
"And you, Qingyun... You are a girl who is usually soft-spoken and gentle as water, but when things really happen, you become so strong."
"Xiao Chai, I will stop praising you. I will find you a good husband later."
Zhu Lian clenched his pink fist and bit his thin lips. It had been so long, but Zhao Huan still had the time to interrupt.
At the same time, a dozen Wude Division guards had arrived.