Chu Chen unfolded the letter and looked at it silently.

The air in the hall was stagnant, and every nerve in the ministers' bodies was tense like a string on a bow, and they looked at each other nervously.

Chu Chen slowly raised his eyes, his gaze slightly raised, and looked at the ministers below.

After a moment of silence, he stood up, raised his steps and descended the steps of the hall, and distributed the secret letter and booklet in his hand to the ministers at the head.

Regent, Zhenguo Gong, Feng Weiyu, several imperial histories, King Kang......

The few people who got the booklet and the letter quickly flipped through it, and after reading it, their faces were solemn, and then they exchanged them with each other, and then handed them to their colleagues on the left and right.

The atmosphere in the hall became more and more uneasy, and the warm air gradually became cold.

Just like the cold of spring.

Feng Weiyu's expression turned pale, staring at the roster in his hand in disbelief, his eyes revealing the horror and haste that the general trend had gone.

He couldn't believe it, and he couldn't figure out why all these henchmen he had planted in various states and cities had been dug up so quickly?

Even some seemingly inconsequential small characters have not been missed......

In the process of everyone passing, Zixi didn't say a word, silently and a little lazily leaned on the dragon chair, with one hand on his cheek and elbow on the armrest, looking careless.

It wasn't until the ministers quickly read all the information shown on the evidence that Zixi said lightly: "I have nothing to say, and I believe that Zhongqing has nothing to say." Come! ”

Four guards with swords in armor entered the gate of the hall, and they knelt down on one knee with an imposing and respectful attitude: "Please show your majesty." ”

"Put Prime Minister Feng Weiyu in prison." With a light order, I can't hear the slightest affection from before, "Uncle Huang, you personally take someone to raid the Prime Minister's Mansion, and not a single mosquito is allowed to be spared." ”

Nan Mohao knelt down and received the order: "The minister obeys the order." ”

"Your Majesty!" Feng Weiyu suddenly raised her head, "The minister is wronged!" ”

When Zixi heard this, her lips hooked slightly: "Wei Yu, I won't wronged you." ”

A cold and soft voice, with an indescribable sense of ruthlessness.

Feng Weiyu was stunned and opened her mouth, but she couldn't say a word.

The forbidden army moved to take him down, but Feng Weiyu suddenly broke free from the restraint of the forbidden army, and his body swept out of the hall as quickly as a peng spread his wings, so fast that people couldn't react.

The ministers were startled, and before they could react, they saw that the figure in front of them flashed again.

The regent Nan Mohao is also nowhere to be seen.

The four forbidden soldiers were stunned for a moment before they hurriedly turned around and chased after them.

"Ladies and gentlemen, don't worry." Zixi spoke calmly, "The regent made a move, he couldn't run away." ”

The ministers looked surprised.

At the moment, it doesn't seem to be a question of whether she can run away, but Feng Weiyu actually has such good skills?

And he hid it so deeply.

This year, he is only in his twenties, but he can quietly plant so many chess pieces in the army and state officials......

This scheming, such a city government, is simply terrifying.

And more importantly, when did the regent start investigating Feng Weiyu?

They have read the secret letters and tokens of the roster just now, and the relationship between Feng Weiyu and those dark chess pieces cannot be faked, but some of the chess pieces are really inconspicuous, and Feng Weiyu is also carefully arranged, but the regent can actually find out one by one...... How did he do it?

He laid a net of heaven and earth in the Ling Kingdom?

The ministers had a chill down their spines, and they couldn't help but start worrying about whether they had done anything they shouldn't have done recently, and whether they would let Nan Mohao catch the handle one day in the future?