Lonely non-good minister

Song Chun's face was gloomy. He could tolerate Emperor Hong Ming's addiction to beauty and pleasure, but he could never tolerate his addiction to witchcraft.

He walked around the partition and walked in. The sound of footsteps immediately alerted the great witch Zhiyan. When he turned around and saw Song Chun, the smile on his face became mysterious. Both of them glanced at Emperor Hong Ming, who was obviously still immersed in prayer. During this time, he did not realize that his worship of the witch god had been revealed by Song Chun.

Dawu Zhiyan flicked his cuffs, stood up carelessly, and then stretched out his sleeves rudely: "His Royal Highness."

His tone was slow and arrogant, but Emperor Hong Ming didn't respond at all, and he couldn't hear them at all. Obviously, he was trapped in the illusion created by the great witch Zhiyan.

Song Chun became more and more sure of this person's evil spirit, and his complexion became even worse: "Dawei prohibits practicing witchcraft, this is a capital crime for you."

"I have made meritorious service in pleasing the Sacred Heart. Your Highness deserves the reward." Dawu Zhiyan said with a smile on his face, "Doesn't Your Highness also hope that the emperor will stay in the palace for a long time and not care about political affairs, so that he can arbitrarily rule the court and cover the sky with one hand?"

He has the ability to read people's hearts, even if he is facing the deep-minded Song Chun, he can still guess his obscure thoughts from the entwined thoughts.

Song Chun's eyes turned cold: "How many people have you bewitched with this kind of words?"

"Not many, just a few." The great witch Zhiyan smiled warmly: "Among them, there is also a certain younger brother of His Highness."

Song Chun's heart skipped a beat: "Who?"

"It can't be said, but I have to mention that she is a variable. She should have died long ago. I didn't expect to live by accident. She also cut off the dragon veins of the former prince's family. Tsk tsk tsk. Your Highness has this brother , What a blessing." Even in the yin and yang, he is still polite.

Song Chun kept silent, he had many brothers, and even more people with ulterior motives, and someone had already contacted the big witch Zhiyan in advance, then this monster would come to Hong Mingdi's side, I'm afraid it was the other party's instruction.

Should have died long ago is a clue, but the brothers have all fought on the battlefield, who hasn't experienced the moment of life and death?When it came to cutting off the imperial life of the former prince's family, Song Chun thought of two people.

A Song Fu, after the former prince failed to force the palace, he was ordered to arrest his accomplices.

In a case of rebellion by Song Zhu, Song Shu and others, he would thoroughly investigate and kill them all.

His thoughts were completely seen through by the great Wu Zhiyan, and the great Wu Zhiyan almost laughed out loud: "It turns out that His Royal Highness is also confused sometimes, hahaha."

His laughter was clear and strange, and Song Chun's face became more and more gloomy. In the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of the great witch Zhiyan and pinched his neck. However, the great witch Zhiyan did not panic at all, and disappeared in his hand like a puff of smoke. Then he stood behind Song Chun again, still polite and not impatient.

"Your Highness has no grievances against me, so why take action? It's not worth losing His Highness' honor." The great witch Zhiyan knew Song Chun's position in Song Yuan's heart very well. She respected this eldest brother and also warned herself, So he would not go against Song Chun easily.

Song Chun stopped his hand: "You approached the emperor because you wanted to abolish the Wei law prohibiting the practice of witchcraft?"

"Your Highness is holy." Dawu Zhiyan did not dislike discussing this issue with Song Chun. Although Song Yuan, who was controlled by him as a woman disguised as a man, was more trustworthy, Song Chun was not bad either.

Compared to Song Yuan, who is sincere, Song Chun, who has desires, is better at handling things.

Song Chun did not immediately refute that he was just thinking. He glanced at Emperor Hongming again: "The Emperor is unable to achieve your goals for you." The great witch Zhiyan did not deny it. Of course he knew the strength of Emperor Hongming. A man with no prestige could only rely on his son. The emperor who worked hard to climb to the throne was actually a puppet who was held up, and his role was only to pass on the throne.

Expecting him to abolish the ban on witchcraft is just a daydream.

"If you cherish your life, you'd better stay peacefully in southern Xinjiang or in a small southern gentry country, don't be tempted by the great Wei." Song Chun walked up to him: "The great Wei is a civil strife, and there is still room for peace in the south. Xinjiang."

Dawu Zhiyan raised a smile: "Your Highness is not willing to cooperate with you?"

"Cooperation?" These two words are really sarcastic, and Song Chun's eyes became even colder: "Let Gu Yin let the witches harm the people again?"

Dawu Zhiyan smiled: "It's fine if His Highness doesn't want to, anyway, I won't block His Highness's way, Your Highness don't make things difficult for me."

After speaking, he waved his sleeves, and Hong Mingdi, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly recovered his energy with a long breath, his face was flushed, and he laughed before he opened his eyes.

"Blessed by the witch god, I have the honor to spy on Changsheng."

Big Wu Zhiyan smiled, and cast a provocative glance at Song Chun, and stood aside with his hands folded, quietly watching how the father and son would ease their embarrassment.

Emperor Hong Ming moved his arms a bit, opened his eyes and saw the shadow falling in front of him, and saw Song Chun along the way, he subconsciously dodged his eyes with a guilty conscience, and his expression became a little more embarrassed.

"Why is the prince here?" Emperor Hong Ming preemptively did not want Song Chun to ask him about praying in front of the witch god.

Song Chun's complexion was very bad: "I have something to report."

"Oh, you can discuss the political matters with the Sangong, but you don't have to tell me everything." Hong Mingdi stood up, under the slightly opened collar, the tough muscles that used to be well-defined, are now loose into a ball, with a big belly, and the whole person is no longer The heroic and majestic posture of the past.

Song Chun waited for him to sit down on the dragon chair, then moved his eyes to the great witch Zhiyan: "Can this gentleman temporarily withdraw?"

"Mr. Zhiyan is not an outsider." Emperor Hong Ming took the initiative to say: "You tell me."

He trusted the great witch Zhiyan so much, and Song Chun felt even more unhappy. Emperor Hong Ming's suspicion was no less than that of the first emperor. It was not a good thing for such a suspicious temperament to trust a monster so much.

Song Chun hesitated for a while, not intending to quarrel with Emperor Hong Ming just because of a demon, and said: "The northwest has implemented the method of replacing grain with cotton, which has solved the problem of food shortage in the northwest. This year, the court does not need to issue any more supplies to the northwest." In order to provide food aid, [-]% of the cotton has been sent to textile merchants and will be made into cotton-padded clothes for the army before the cold winter."

"Well, this is a good thing." Emperor Hongming became more and more happy: "It seems that Song Yuan did a lot of things after going to the northwest."

"The situation in the Northwest was originally not very good. Because of the raids by the Huns, the cost of transporting grain by caravans used to be extremely high, so many people were unwilling to transport grain in. It took Yuan'er a lot of effort to get the merchants willing to transport grain. After entering the Northwest, he even inspected the counties in the Northwest. He even personally discussed the matter of letting the textile merchants hand over the garment making to the common people's women. With this extra income, the common people can earn a few more before the cold winter. Money." When asking for credit for Song Yuan, he talked a little more.

Emperor Hong Ming nodded lightly: "I was worried that he would not be able to take on this responsibility, so this is not an embarrassment to me."