Destiny Phoenix

Chapter 167 What is the picture?
"Tomorrow?" There were waves in his usually calm eyes.

"Yes." Zhan Ying was both worried and impotent, "The emperor ordered three days to be executed, and Young Master Gu's letter was sent two days ago, which means that tomorrow is the day to be executed!"

Mo Zhanhua took a deep breath, closed his eyes and pondered.

Ling Weiyuan jumped over the wall in a hurry, and wanted to drag Feng Xiang's family to support his son. Such an impulsive move, even the prince couldn't stop him.

At noon tomorrow—

Now I don't know where the woman is, if she happens to go back to the capital, she will surely rob the execution ground in a fit of anger.

Looking up again, it was calm and calm, "What's going on with the Xiliang Army?"

"Ah?" The topic changed too quickly, and Zhan Ying's always clever mind couldn't react. "My lord, Prime Minister Feng, aren't you going to help me?" He clearly saw that his lord's treatment of that young lady of the Feng family was different from others.Now that the Feng family is in great trouble, but his own prince only cares about the safety of the border, this is unreasonable!
"Save?" Mo Zhanhua stared at Zhan Ying with cold eyes: "How to save?"

How to save? !

This question stumped Zhanying.

Although my lord has a heavy army in his hands, the army cannot move casually, let alone to save the people who the emperor ordered to kill, let alone take the army with him, otherwise it would be a serious crime of rebellion.

Besides, Rongzhou is thousands of miles away from the imperial capital, if they want to save them, they have to go back!

"Then let Fengxiang's family be beheaded for public display?" If Miss Feng knew, she would be sad, right?My lord finally put some heart into a person, and if he dies, Miss Feng will not be able to explain it to her.

Mo Zhanhua wasn't as thoughtful as Zhan Ying, so he naturally put his hands back and walked away.

"Hey, my lord—" Zhan Ying wanted to stop him but didn't dare to stop him, watching him walk away like a leisurely stroll, sweating in vain.

It's true that the prince is not in a hurry, and his subordinates are anxious to death!
In fact, it's not that Mo Zhanhua doesn't care, but he knows that caring won't change anything.

"Tomorrow at noon—" murmured in a low voice, presumably Gu Changci had already made all the preparations for him.

The Lord Gu whom he was thinking of was kneeling outside the imperial study room, with the scorching sun on his head, enduring His Majesty's fury which was hotter and fiercer than the scorching sun.

"Go tell him, let him get away with me, I don't want to see him!" The emperor waved his sleeves, and the thick stack of memorials on the table was swept away, and fell to the ground in pieces .

Ruijing was careful to accompany him with a whisk in his hand, "The emperor calm down, don't hurt the dragon's body because of these trivial matters."

"A small matter?!" The emperor's eyeballs immediately stared over, "You mean a small matter? Show me your dog. My subjects, they are always obedient to me, saying that they will swear their allegiance to me to the death. But in fact? Which one of them takes me seriously? A Mo Zhanhua threatens me with resignation all day long. For him, I pushed back the prince's marriage. What else can he be dissatisfied with?"

"There's also that Ling Weiyuan, I entrusted him to guard the frontier, and he ran back without saying a word for a son who didn't live up to expectations!"

"Yes, Feng Jingyuan, and Feng Jingyuan. He is my prime minister! One person is under ten thousand people, do I trust him enough? Why is he not satisfied? How dare he compare my country with others? Make a deal. If I don't kill him, how can I get rid of the hatred in my heart?"

The more the emperor spoke, the more angry he became, and the beads on his livid face kept swaying along with his body.

"Your Majesty, maybe—" There was a misunderstanding.But before Ruijing could say it, the emperor slapped the table with a "slap".

Ruijing immediately fell silent.

The emperor got angry, and he was also afraid!

The emperor pointed at the door, his whole body trembling with anger, "There is also Gu Changci, my Dali Siqing, who is usually nobler than anyone else, but for Feng Jingyuan, he knelt at my door for three days Now, what do you think he is planning?"

(End of this chapter)