The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

  Chapter 761 Crazy Criticizing Beauty Takes Villain Script 92

  The ruthlessness of Su Qing'an's governance on the court had already begun to show at this time. The ministers of the court thought that a woman was kind and soft-hearted, and it was not enough to prove it.

   She has washed half of the court with blood, punished corrupt officials and killed corrupt officials, promoted interests and eliminated disadvantages, and pulled out all the old and corrupt dark nails. At the same time, leniency and strictness are combined, and honest officials are promoted!

  The power to dominate the government and the opposition for a while, the cruelty of the means, the cruelty of the criminal law, and the sound of the wind make people tremble with fear!

   "My father is old, my son is willing to let my father take care of him."

   "Okay, okay!" Emperor Liang laughed, "As expected of my seed!"

   He raised his finger and pointed at Su Qing'an: "Among these incompetent things, you are the one who is the most like me."

   "Father is too famous."

   Emperor Liang leaned in front of the desk and looked at the edict in front of him. In fact, he knew more or less what Su Qingan had done. She opened one eye and closed the other.

   As long as she works for the society and protects the country.

  If Emperor Liang wanted to get rid of Su Qing'an, then Daliang would surely set off a **** civil strife. By then, the people would not be able to survive, and they could kill each other. This was not the ending he wanted to see.

  The position of the ninth-five lord, he has been sitting for too long, and the height is extremely cold. The older a person is, the easier it is to recall and miss old feelings. He is tired, and the beam needs fresh blood.

   Maybe in his heart... he also wanted to see how far she could go.

   Emperor Liang swiped his brush and ink, wrote the edict of abdication, sealed it with a seal, and the dust settled.

   "Those children are your siblings."

  Su Qing'an said: "As long as they don't cause trouble, they will be rich and happy for a lifetime."

  Since this is the case, Emperor Liang was relieved: "Qing An, you were born in Daliang, which is a blessing given to me by God, and it is also the beginning of Daliang's reform. You have to complete what I have not completed."

   "Go, from now on, this is your world!"

Su Qing'an took over the seal belonging to Daliang from Emperor Liang, with ambition in his eyes, like an inexhaustible fire, with the potential to start a prairie, with a solemn tone: "Within ten years, Daliang will achieve great unification, the country will be prosperous and the people will be safe. He Suifeng!"

The news of   's abdication came out, and in the harem, the imperial concubine who was pacing anxiously sat down on the soft couch and sighed.

   "As expected... Fortunately, this palace did not offend Su Qing'an, and in the future, I will be able to lie down in the Cining Palace with beauty and longevity."

   As for her son? Forget it, just live.

   Emperor Liang summoned all the princes to the palace to meet, and asked in person who else had any objections.

  No one was dissatisfied, nodding with sincerity.

   is truly convincing.

  The fourth prince showed a smile: "Zhaoyi is talented and intelligent, and at first glance, he has a talent for governing the country!"

   Emperor Liang got angry when he saw it: "Bum! A worthless thing is not as good as a bird raised by me."

Before the fourth prince came, he had already guessed seven, seven, eight, eight, and it was not surprising. When he left the palace, he saw Su Qing'an from a distance, his eyes lit up, he ran over, and his voice was loud: "Imperial sister! Do you want to eat roast duck tonight? Fourth brother Please!"

   He had a simple and honest smile on his face, always heartless.

   He was bullied and trampled on at a young age. In the deep palace, the fourth prince was the only one who did not despise Su Qingan with others, and even gave her a roast duck when she was hungry and cold.

   What he said at that time, Su Qingan remembered for a lifetime.

   It was snowing heavily that night, the young man sat on the ground without any manners, and gave her a duck leg, full of naiveness: "Imperial sister, don't hate it, you are born in the palace, whoever is not like this will have to endure it."

   "Look at the fourth brother, I have a good life. In fact, I am trying to deceive me. You come and go, and you have different tastes. In the future, the fourth brother wants to hang around and play in the mountains and waters."

   "Have you seen the sky outside the capital? It's going to be dawn. It's my dream to be more relaxed and free."

"And you?"

   her dream.

   Now realized.

   On this day when he grew up, Su Qingan looked at him and smiled: "That being the case, Qingan is waiting for the fourth brother to meet at the Princess Mansion."

  Some words, all in silence.

  East Palace.

   After Su Ziheng died, all the servants were scattered, and the huge East Palace became an empty shelf, leaving only Zhang Shuliang alone.

   Soon, this place will be vacated for others to live in.

When Zhang Shuliang heard the news from the palace, she laughed miserably, took a sum of money, dismissed the maids beside her, let them go, went out to have a good life, and then returned to her room calmly to wash up. Dress up, draw eyebrows in the mirror.

   The girl in the mirror is proud and bright.

   is also like the eldest daughter of the dignified prime minister's mansion!

   "Daddy." There was a tear in the corner of Zhang Shuliang's eyes, "My daughter is not filial, so I'm here to accompany you."

  The blood on the wrist, ticking, gathered in one place…

   Outside the window is still prosperous and the sun is shining brightly, like a girl dressed in fancy clothes that year, sitting on the swing in the backyard of the Prime Minister's mansion, with high spirits: "I will definitely marry the best man in the world in the future!"

  The prime minister pushed her from behind, swinging, and said with a smile: "The person my daughter married must be the best person."

  The hem of the clothes flutters, flashy like a dream.

  Lu House.

   "Prince of Nanning?" Father Lu was the Dali temple minister of the dynasty. He was majestic, noble, and unsmiling. Seeing Gu Feibai coming, he was stunned for a moment.

   Gu Feibai said, "I want to see Lord Lu."

  Father Lu hesitated for a moment: "Nan Xu's heart has been sullen lately, and his temperament is upright. If there is anything wrong, please forgive me."

  Gu Feibai smiled and said no, seeing that he was in the study of Lu Mansion, with a bamboo forest planted outside.

   He was practicing calligraphy, his brush strokes were strong, his posture was stern, and when he saw Gu Feibai, his attitude was calm, neither approaching nor alienating.

   "Lu Nanxu." Gu Fei looked at him for a long time, put aside his past grievances, and only said: "Daliang needs you."

  Lu Nanxu paused and said after a while, "You can rest assured, I will always be loyal to Daliang."

  After Gu Feibai left, the book boy beside Lu Nanxu asked in a low voice, "Does the son really want to assist the princess? But you have been assisting the prince for twelve years, will Princess Zhaoyi be suspicious of you because of this?"

  Lu Nanxu put down the brush and looked out the window into the distance.

   "In my life, I will only serve Mingjun."

  The wind was blowing through the hall under the eaves, and the leaves were full of shock. The autumn wind was bleak and cold. Through the window, the rice paper on the table was messed up, and on it was written the sentence of dragon flying and phoenix dance—

   The earth is full of joy, and the river Qinghai is poor!

  Nie Chengye was about to leave the capital. He went to look around. Before leaving, he said goodbye to everyone, and also saw Cen Zhou alone.

   "Did you know? In fact, I wanted to fight before, after all, that is the throne." Nie Chengye looked at Cen Zhou, "Don't you think about it? You have this ability, Cen Jinyuan."

   The other party is dressed in black, with an indifferent side face, and there is something between his eyebrows and eyes that has never changed: "You are not me."

   "Maybe that's why she chose you."

  Nie Chengye got on his horse and his voice was blurred by the wind, "Cen Jinyuan, do you believe in your previous life?"

"Do not believe."

   "It doesn't matter if you don't believe it, in short, I think you are destined to be entangled, the most ruthless family of emperors, don't ruin it on this road."

   "I wish you all a good result, there is still a long way to go."

   (end of this chapter)