Zhu Changluo opened his mouth, unable to utter a single word as the cold wind howled outside the house.
At this moment, in Zhu Changluo's eyes, Shen Yicheng's image was undoubtedly that of a ferocious ghost with a green face.
However, this evil spirit with a green face and fangs was saying that he was protecting him. He was protecting his throne and his safety. This made Zhu Changluo feel inexplicably ironic. Was he actually dancing with a ghost?
However, the ghost's words were not without reason.
From Zhu Changluo's point of view, if the ghost was gone, the Taoists who exorcised the ghost might not let him go.
Not to mention that Xiao Ruxun did not recognize him as the emperor from the beginning. He refused to recognize the era name of the first year of Taichang and his subordinates still used the era name of the 26th year of Wanli. He did not recognize his position. If he was allowed to take power and kill Shen Yicheng, he would definitely lose the throne.
Being an emperor was actually quite good.
At least he did not have to worry about being beaten and scolded by his father. He did not have to worry about being bullied by those snobs. He did not have to worry about not having good food to eat and clothes to wear. He even had women to play with and people to beat. It did not matter even if they were beaten to death. After all, he was the emperor and the eunuchs and palace maids were his servants.
This was the joy of being an emperor.
The only bad thing was that it was very annoying to have Shen Yicheng on top of him. It made him unable to smoothly experience all the joy of being an emperor.
But there was no doubt that being an emperor now was better than living in fear before. Moreover, no one believed that he would become the emperor before. Other than Shen Yicheng, there was no other possibility. Even if he was just a puppet, it was better than before. At least his food and clothes were of the emperor's level, right?
So Zhu Changluo began to wonder. He wanted to kill Shen Yicheng and cooperate with the dukes to kill Shen Yicheng. Was it really right?
"Your Majesty, do you think that the Duke of England and the Duke of Dingguo are thinking for Your Majesty? At the end of the Han Dynasty, Lu Su once told Sun Quan that if Sun Quan were to surrender to Cao Cao when he invaded the south, his subjects would still be able to serve Cao Cao as officials and still enjoy glory and splendor while Sun Quan would not.
The best outcome for him was to be a canary in the Xuchang Imperial Palace with Emperor Xian. As for His Majesty? His Majesty doesn't have the protection of this old official. Will the Duke of England and the Dingguo Association protect His Majesty? At that time, they cooperated with me to help His Majesty ascend the throne. At that time, they will naturally cooperate with Xiao Ruxun to make His Majesty abdicate!
Only this old official will protect His Majesty. Only this old official can protect His Majesty's throne and protect His Majesty's safety. Xiao Ruxun won't, and neither will Duke Ying or Duke Ding! None of them would protect His Majesty. They only cared about themselves!
What were they thinking? They wanted to kill the old official and take His Majesty hostage as a bargaining chip to curry favor with the Emperor Emeritus and Xiao Ruxun. When the Emperor Emeritus was restored, they would still be dukes, and they would still be hereditary nobles. They would still be able to feast on the common people, and they would still be able to live extravagantly.
But what about His Majesty? Could His Majesty still be the Emperor? If His Majesty was no longer the Emperor, how would the Emperor Emeritus treat His Majesty? Could His Majesty still have such a life? Could His Majesty not understand? His Majesty is now Sun Quan, and this old official is Lu Su! "
Shen Yicheng's words actually carried a sobbing tone. He had a look of exasperation on his face, which immediately made Zhu Changluo's heart wrench.
"I … I … I …"
Zhu Changluo didn't know what he should say at all.
He got off the bed aimlessly, stood up, and looked at Shen Yicheng in front of him.
Shen Yicheng rubbed his eyes.
"Your Majesty, this old official knows that Your Majesty is very dissatisfied with this old official, but Your Majesty, ask yourself honestly, can Your Majesty deal with the current chaotic situation? Can you deal with the advance of that traitor Xiao? Can you protect your own position of power? Can you deploy troops? If Your Majesty thinks that you can, this old official will immediately return to power, and Your Majesty will be at Your Majesty's disposal. "
Zhu Changluo was stunned.
Could he?
He couldn't deceive himself. He knew that he couldn't deal with the current situation, so he placed his hopes on Zhang Weixian and Xu Wenbi to negotiate peace with Xiao Ruxun. However, he never expected that this was actually a trick to use him as a bargaining chip in exchange for their wealth and glory.
He understood it after thinking about it for a while, but he still couldn't figure it out and was still feeling complacent.
They weren't thinking for him at all, and they weren't the Allied Forces that stood on his side at all. They were simply a group of traitors!
"I … I can't do it … Grand Secretary, what should I do? What should I do? I don't want to die, I don't want to die! "
Zhu Changluo was anxious, afraid, and afraid.
Shen Yicheng looked at the fear on Zhu Changluo's face and paused for a moment.
"Your Majesty, this old official said that this old official will protect Your Majesty. This old official will always protect Your Majesty, so Your Majesty only needs to believe in this old official."
"I believe in you! I believe in you! Grand Secretary, I only believe in you. I'll believe whatever you say! "
Zhu Changluo immediately grabbed Shen Yicheng's hand.
Shen Yicheng nodded and shouted towards the outside, "Bring them in!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the door to the shop was opened. Two people with flustered expressions and gagged mouths were tied up and brought into the hall. The people escorting them were fierce-looking Embroidered Uniform Guards.
"Grand Secretary … This …"
Zhu Changluo took a few steps back in fear and hid behind Shen Yicheng.
"Your Majesty, don't be afraid. These two people are the Duke of England and the Duke of Dingguo!"
Zhu Changluo widened his eyes and took a closer look. It really was the Duke of England, Zhang Weixian, and the Duke of Dingguo, Xu Wenbi.
The two of them whimpered, their eyes filled with pleading expressions as they desperately twisted their bodies.
"This …"
Zhu Changluo couldn't understand.
"Your Majesty, this old official found out that the Duke of England, the Duke of Dingguo, and ten other nobles had joined forces to kill this old official and kidnap Your Majesty to make peace with Xiao Ruxun. Thus, this old official set up a plan to lure them to this old official's residence and capture them. Your Majesty, these treacherous traitors have been caught. How does Your Majesty think they should be punished?"
Zhu Changluo shifted his gaze to the struggling Zhang Weixian and Xu Wenbi.
"Grand Secretary, how do you think they should be punished?"
Zhu Changluo didn't have any ideas.
"Your Majesty, these people are indecisive and have no loyalty to speak of. They even wanted to use Your Majesty as a bargaining chip in exchange for their own glory and splendor. How can these unscrupulous people be worthy of Daming Your Majesty's glory? This old official earnestly requests Your Majesty to abolish the hereditary titles of the Duke of England, the Duke of Dingguo, and the other ten people. Execute them all as a warning to others! "
Shen Yicheng's eyes revealed a fierce expression as he looked at Zhang Weixian and Xu Wenbi with murderous intent.
Zhu Changluo looked at Shen Yicheng, then at Zhang Weixian and Xu Wenbi who were constantly struggling in fear.
Daming their hereditary titles, two top-notch dukes, and ten other hereditary nobles.
Just like that?
Kill them?
Can I?
Can I?
In any case, they want to harm me and use me as a bargaining chip in exchange for their glory and splendor.
They are unscrupulous and worse than pigs and dogs. If I don't kill them, what's the point of keeping them alive?
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