Seeing that the time was about to come, Hua Zirong gave an order and the banquet ended.
The ministers dispersed one after another, but Prime Minister Wen was the only one left.
When King Hao, Su Xi'er, and King of the Western Regions were about to leave, Hua Zirong's expression was indifferent.
The three of them knew what they were about to face, smiled at each other, and took their seats calmly.
Prime Minister Wen's expression was indifferent, covering up the coldness in his eyes, he had been prepared for a long time, and he was not afraid of everything he was about to face.
"Prime Minister Wen, now that the ministers have dispersed, I want to hear the reason for what you said." Hua Zirong asked calmly, a sneer across his heart quickly.
Hearing this, Prime Minister Wen's expression remained unchanged, and he was indifferent.
"Prime Minister Wen, I have discussed this matter with you a long time ago. Are you acting like this to go against my will?" Hua Zirong said with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, with a rather serious expression.
Seeing this, Prime Minister Wen coughed violently, "The old minister was suffering from a cold and died soon. I'm afraid he can't go to Meng County to work, so he came up with a compromise."
After that, his expression was indifferent, and his eyes quickly flashed across a cold.
As soon as the voice fell, Hua Zirong's mouth sneered, "Really? If it's like this, it's better to let the imperial physician treat him."
"Come here, Mr. Zhang, the capital of the Taiyuan Hospital." He looked calm, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.
Prime Minister Wen's expression hasn't changed at all, he still remains calm.
Su Xi'er watched this good show with a sneer on the corner of her mouth.
Pei Qianhao's eyes were gentle, and he kept looking at Su Xier.
There was a touch of irony in Du Ling's eyes, and it seemed that Hua Zirong had a conclusion long ago.
Not long after, Doctor Zhang followed his father-in-law to look at the people, and his eyes were clear.
"Weichen pays respects to the emperor, long live my emperor long live long live long live long live."
"No ceremony, flat body, Prime Minister Wen has a cold body, you can give me a good diagnosis and treatment." Hua Zirong said with indifferent eyes.
Hearing this, Doctor Zhang stepped forward with a respectful look, "The prime minister, the old man is rude."
As soon as he finished speaking, he opened his sleeves directly to catch his pulse.
I saw that Doctor Zhang frowned and looked thoughtful.
"If you have any words, let's just say it." Hua Zirong said lightly.
Seeing this, Prime Minister Wen flashed a sneer in his eyes, wanting to expose me, your medical skills are not qualified.
Su Xier's eyes sneered, and the corners of her mouth sneered across.
Pei Qianhao watched this farce, his eyes were even more cold.
Du Ling still kept the ironic corners of her mouth, watching this good show.
Physician Zhang stared, "The emperor, Prime Minister Wen is indeed suffering from a cold, and time is running out."
As soon as the voice fell, Prime Minister Wen's eyes lighted indifferently, "The emperor, can you confirm what the veteran said?"
Hua Zirong's eyes quickly passed with a cold expression, "If Prime Minister Wen is like this, you should go back and take a good rest. As for the sale of the Prime Minister's Mansion, let's talk about it when you die."
This can not be said to be harsh, even with a curse.
With such persecution, Prime Minister Wen still smiled faintly, "Weichen will abide by the decree."
Doctor Zhang looked at the scene in front of him, thinking carefully, and lowered his head even more. The more you know about the inventory in this palace, the faster you will die.
"Doctor Zhang, for the next few days, I will diagnose and treat Prime Minister Wen daily, go on." Hua Zirong indifferently ordered.
At this moment, Doctor Zhang would not think that the emperor said this to care about Prime Minister Wen, so he didn't dare to think about it, so he hurriedly stepped back.
Prime Minister Wen smiled faintly when he saw this scene, and he wanted to leave with Doctor Zhang.
At this moment, Hua Zirong sneered at the corner of his mouth, and moved his fingers back gently.
Prime Minister Wen immediately felt a sword wind hitting him, and the sensitivity of the martial artist told him that he would be injured if he did not retreat, and it would not be a minor injury.
But if you leave, your identity will be revealed, and everything will be in vain.
He still walked forward calmly, allowing his heart to turn, without showing the slightest trace on the surface.
Jian Feng was getting closer and closer, and just when he was about to touch him, he felt Jian Feng had left him, the dust in his heart settled, and his expression was more comfortable and he continued to walk out of the Liudian.
As soon as he left the Ludian Temple, his steps quickened, the wind was blowing on the soles of his feet, and he quickly left the place.
Hua Zirong in the Liudian sneered, "What do you think?"
Su Xi'er smiled indifferently, "Didn't the Emperor Xiliu have a final conclusion long ago?"
Pei Qianhao's eyes sneered, "How do you master chess pieces without jumping out of the chessboard."
The irony at the corner of Du Ling's mouth deepened, "As a king, your performance is too slow."
As soon as the voice fell, Hua Zirong looked helpless, "It seems that you guys are earlier than I knew."
"Emperor Xiliu, if you don't make a choice, I'm afraid the disaster for Xiliu will come." Du Ling sneered at the corner of his mouth, and said with a touch of mockery.
Su Xi'er didn't make a sound, but a sneer quickly passed over her eyes.
Pei Qianhao had anticipated the current situation a long time ago, and looked at Su Xi'er beside him with a gentle expression.
Hua Zirong knew that what they said was true, and the coldness in his heart grew deeper.
"I also know very well that the current situation in Xiliu is too chaotic, and the forces in the dark are about to move." His expression was indifferent, and the corner of his mouth smiled bitterly.
Being a monarch is sometimes a very helpless thing, not too much, not too weak, not too strong, every stage must be measured with a degree.
Hearing this, Du Ling sneered at the corner of his mouth, "In the dark? I am afraid that the forces are in the light. You don't really think that the disaster victims came to Ryukyu voluntarily, do you?"
He looked indifferent and reminded lightly.
As soon as he finished speaking, a touch of surprise flashed in Hua Zirong's eyes, "Emperor of the Western Regions, what does this mean?"
Su Xi'er smiled faintly, "Lord Xiliu, the observers are fascinated, and the bystanders are clear."
Pei Qianhao's eyes were cold and arrogant, "You are sitting in Ryukyu, blocking the news, everything is heard."
After listening to the words of the three people, Hua Zirong's eyes were clear. It seems that he still does not have enough control of the entire Xi Liu, so it is better to take this opportunity to carry out a thorough cleaning.
The decayed wood should be burned out, not let it continue to decay.
Seeing that he seemed to understand, the three smiled at each other.
"I thank the three for your reminder." Hua Zirong has a humble look. Although he is an emperor, he must remain majestic at all times.
But the three people in front of him, one is the well-known king of Bei Minhao, the other is the king of the Western Regions who masters the overall situation of the Western Regions, and the other is the princess Nanzhao who once shocked the world. Their opinions are worthy of their admiration.
Su Xier smiled indifferently, "Emperor Xiliu, it's not too late to mend the prison."
Du Ling's gaze was indifferent, and the corner of his mouth sneered, "Cut the grass and remove the roots to prevent weeds from growing."
Pei Qianhao still smiled indifferently, without speaking.