"Emperor, you, do you really want to kill the Shalong?" the minister asked in horror.
Immediately there were others who followed up.
"Why is it so easy to kill the evil dragon of the imperial mausoleum? None of the previous Dajin emperors succeeded."
"Yes, it was not easy at first. Even if it was to be used, the terrifying weapons of the Azure Dragon Army may not be able to succeed."
"You have to go to the imperial tomb to be able to explode, right? But I'm afraid that when you enter the imperial tomb before you have time to do it, the Shalong will already be angry. This fact is too dangerous, Monarch, please think twice."
"Emperor, you can't act with anger. The curse will work for you too. If you take the liberty to blow up the evil dragon, you are afraid that the evil dragon will not be able to get rid of it, and the curse will change."
What if the curse that had to wait until the emperor was forty-five years old to die, turned into immediate death
This is too dangerous, anyway, they all feel that no matter how well this matter is discussed, they must not act rashly.
Jin Cangling sat on the dragon chair and listened to them.
"Luo Lie, Lord Luo Hen, what do you think?"
He didn't ask the old officials, he asked Luo Lie and Lord Luo Hen.
When asked this, the other veterans stared at the two people, fearing that their nonsense would really say in support of the emperor's bombing of the imperial tomb.
But these two were important officials of the great dynasty. They also knew that Jin Cangling must have trusted these two very much, and what these two said was much more useful than what they said.
All the veteran officials at this time also hope that these two can stand in their camp, and in the future they will also be in the same camp, so that they will not feel that the old ministers of the Great Jin and the new ministers are so distinct.
Lord Luo Hen and Luo Lie looked at each other.
He felt that these veterans could not explain the emperor too much.
The emperor now asked him and Luo Lie what they thought, not whether they thought they wanted to kill the Emperor Shalong, but how to kill it!
Therefore, the emperor decided to kill the Emperor's Mausoleum Shalong, it was already decided, and he would not change his mind just because of opposition from others.
What's more, the decision of the emperor must be supported by the emperor.
In the final analysis, the emperor would only care about whether the emperor and queen support it.
"Emperor, if you want to explode the Dajin imperial tombs, how many explosives you need to prepare, how many people should be arranged, and where to explode, these issues need to be discussed carefully." Luo Lie said seriously.
That's right, he also began to analyze how to explode, not whether or not to explode.
Lord Luo Hen also said: "The imperial tomb is very big. If you want to explode the entire imperial tomb, I'm afraid it will cost too much explosives. The Azure Dragon Army has just fought such a long battle, and the materials that can be used to make explosives are already It's almost consumed. If you need a lot of explosives to blow up the imperial tombs, I'm afraid it will be difficult to prepare for a while."
Yunchi had built a lot of small black bullets and artillery before, and the Qinglong Army's fortress had also been searching for explosive materials. After such a battle, the wastage was indeed a lot.
If the entire imperial tomb is exploded, a lot of explosives are needed, and it is indeed not ready now, unless you wait. Push back the time of bombing the imperial tombs.
What Luo Hen said was how to explode, not whether or not to explode.
The veterans were stunned.
"Master Luohou, General Luo, why don't you persuade the emperor?"
"Yes, bombing the imperial tomb is no trivial matter. I read all the history books, and I have never heard of bombing the imperial tomb. The imperial tomb is related to the royal family and the fortune of the country."
"This emperor has already said that this emperor has nothing to do with Da Jin. Whoever repeats that the Da Jin imperial tomb is related to this emperor, drag it out and cut it off."
Jin Cangling's tone was sober, and all the veterans were suddenly silenced by such a sentence.
Jin Cangling said to cut, it must be cut.
But they all thought that no matter whether it was the Great Jin or the Great Dynasty, they were not considered to be subjugating the country and supporting a new monarch. At most, they could only be regarded as a civil strife. This country is still surnamed Jin. Now it seems that Jin Cangling is really not the bloodline of Emperor Jin
Who is he then
The Emperor Jin spent so much thought to make the son born to that woman, isn't it him
Where did the real King of Zhenling go? Where is the kid who is really going to be a tribute
Such problems were also spread out uncontrollably.
The current emperor is not the son of Emperor Jin, and such a news soon spread throughout the world.
The people of the world are also very curious about the emperor's birthplace and his true parents.
The Jin Cangling mausoleum was even more frightening to the people during the time of the Zhenling King. People did not dare to talk about him. But now that the Zhenling King became the emperor, the people felt that he would stay in the deep palace forever and be too far away from them. He probably wouldn't have heard their comments and came out and said he would kill them, so more people guessed his life experience in the market.
Some people even made a bet, betting that Jin Cangling is a famous family, a high-ranking family, or a low status, or even shameful.
In these people's guesses, Aunt Cong Luo had already taken three drops of Xiaoguilu.
At first she didn't feel any changes, nor did she respond, but when she was about to stand up to drink some water, a sharp and sharp pain swept her in an instant.
Aunt Cong Luo screamed in pain, and she fell to the ground.
Pain, pain, this is a sharp pain that people would rather die.
She had suffered too much before, and suffered too much pain, but never once was the pain so painful that she bit her lips out of blood.
But after a while, the severe pain suddenly seemed to surge up from the body, and all the pain was concentrated on the face.
The whole face, every wound, was dug and carved on it with a sharp knife that was dipped in flames, and the pain was so painful that she could not help but reach out to scratch her face.
"Aunt Cong Luo!"
Zhu Er who was standing by gave a sudden call.
"You have to hold on! If you scratch your face, your face will get worse. In the future, do you want to go out or continue to wait for the queen mother?"
When Aunt Cong Luo heard Zhu'er's words, she held back her life.
She screamed, and slammed her hands to the floor, and her nails were about to come out.
But now this kind of pain in the fingers is really insignificant compared to the pain on the face.
"what-"
Zhu Er's heart trembled as she heard Aunt Cong Luo's scream.
It hurts to see her like this
Aunt Cong Luo should have been a particularly patient person, and couldn't help it under such severe pain, then the pain was too terrifying.
If Aunt Cong Luo can't hold on, she can only be uglier, or just die.
Do you want to call the emperor to come and see
At this moment, Shuang'er came over with a small bottle and said to Zhu'er: "The empress asked me to bring it here, saying that if Aunt Cong Luo really can't hold it on, she will take it down."
What the empress gave is naturally good.
Zhu Er quickly picked up the bottle and glanced at it, then threw it towards Aunt Cong Luo. "Aunt, please drink it quickly."