Help! My Delicate Object is a Madman

   Chapter 80 Being praised by the world, isn't it?

   Shen Suhe shook his head: "Nothing."

   She said, grabbed Su Ye's wrist, and whispered: "Tengu, still have to be caught."

   Royal Palace.

   Qi Rong, His Majesty of the Great Qi Empire, sat upright in the study and turned over the folds.

   At this time, the guard rushed to report: "Your Majesty! The beast Tengu has escaped!"

   Qi Rong's eyes flashed with joy when he heard it.

  Oh, yes, this beast is still a good candidate.

   He said calmly, "What are you panicking about, just run and catch it back."

   After he finished speaking, he leaned back in the chair with a leisurely look.

   This Tengu was not what he wanted to catch.

   It was the **** prime minister who insisted on arresting him.

   He ordered the three of Shen Suhe to catch the Tengu, which was intentional.

  Thinking, the three of them actually caught the Tengu.

  If the dog ran away today, it is the Prime Minister who suffers, so what is there to do with him?

  Thinking of this, Qi Rong showed a wicked smile.

   I have been pressed on my head all the year round, but now I am stymied by this kind of thing, and I always feel happy in my heart.

   He leaned on the back of the chair, pondered, raised his finger and pointed at the guard who was kneeling on the ground: "You, report the merit, reward!"

   This reward made the guards bewildered.

   Qi Rong waved his hand and leaned on the chair in a very good mood.

   At this moment, the little **** who passed the story hurried in: "Your Majesty, the Prime Minister is here."

  's voice fell, the smile on Qi Rong's face suddenly solidified, and his back stiffened involuntarily: "It's so late, what is the Prime Minister doing here?"

   The little **** lowered his head: "No, I don't know."

"pass."

"Yes"

   Feichen walked into the imperial study, with a gentle face and a bookish air all over his body.

   It is hard to believe that this person held up the sky of the Daqi Empire forty years ago.

   Feichen lowered his eyes and saluted: "See Your Majesty."

   Qi Rong is in his fifties. He has been the emperor for forty years, and he has a beard. He feels oppressed.

   On weekdays, when others knelt down and worshipped him, he was not consciously nervous.

   This time, even though he was sitting on the chair, his body tensed unconsciously.

   He leaned forward slightly, suppressed the boredom in his heart, and showed a kind smile: "It's so late, why is the prime minister here?"

   Feichen straightened his body and looked at Qi Rong.

   Two people stand one by one.

   Feichen said, "Your Majesty, Tengu escaped from the Heavenly Prison today."

   Qi Rong reacted as if he had just heard the news, and said in surprise: "Ao? Seriously? How can this be good?"

   Feichen smiled and lowered his eyes.

   Qi Rong saw Feichen's smile, and somehow, he had a bad premonition.

  Qi Rong suppressed the emotions in his heart and tried his best to relax his expression: "Relax, Prime Minister, I will decree that people will bring the Tengu back!"

   Feichen lowered his head and stroked his sleeves: "Your Majesty, is it not good to subdue the beasts of the Tiangu and let the people of the Daqi Empire live in peace?"

   Qi Rong looked puzzled: "What do you mean by the Prime Minister's words? I am the monarch of the Daqi Empire, why don't I want the Daqi Empire to be good?"

   Feichen's smile deepened: "Ao? Is that so?"

   He dropped a few words.

   Qi Rong didn't know why, his breathing became heavier and heavier, as if he was pressing down on something: "Of course! Could it be that you think I would hope for chaos in the world??"

   Feichen looked up at him.

Qi Rong suddenly seemed to be stimulated, stood up suddenly, raised his hand, and swept the memorial on the table: "Prime Minister! What are your eyes?? Are you accusing me? Don't you think Did I let the Tengu go??!"

   Qi Rong was fifty years old and suddenly became rebellious. He stared at Feichen with a gloomy face.

  This **** prime minister, for 40 years, every time he has the idea of ​​having fun and building a big project, the prime minister will stare at him with this look.

   He didn't say anything, but he felt a **** oppressive feeling, just telling himself that he had done something wrong!

  It has been forty years, such days are really enough!

   He held the table, his face twisted: "Fei Chen, what if I let the Tengu go away? Don't forget, you are just a servant, I am the emperor, I am the emperor!!"

  Qi Rong constantly emphasizes his identity, and keeps telling himself from his heart that non-official ministers are nothing!

   The guard who was about to receive the reward hadn't left yet. He knelt on the ground and didn't dare to lift his head, and he didn't dare to breathe.

   Who would have thought that he just came to announce a news and actually witnessed the scene of His Majesty and the Prime Minister arguing? ?

   The **** and maidservant on the side were also shivering, and they lowered their heads and dared not move.

   Qi Rong's resistance only lasted for a while.

   is like knowing that you have done something wrong and shouting to cover your guilty conscience.

   Feichen's voice is still gentle and gentle: "Your Majesty is the first time to deal with things related to beasts, so forget it this time."

   Qi Rong was out of breath, clenched his fists, and stared at Feichen: "What do you mean?"

   Feichen smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. Under that dusty temperament, there was a cold heart.

   heard him speak slowly: "Since this matter can't be handled properly, the minister will send a special person to take over the matter. In the future, regarding the beasts, Your Majesty will not need to intervene."

   Qi Rong twisted his face: "You!"

   Feichen stared at him, his voice unhurried: "Your Majesty has a different idea?"

  Qi Rong held the corner of the table tightly before resisting the urge to drag this man out and behead him.

   In the end, the expression on his face was distorted, and he said: "Since there is a special person to take over, I also agree, I trust the Prime Minister."

   Feichen clasped his fists and saluted: "Thank you for your trust."

   After he finished speaking, he glanced at the sky outside and said, "It's getting late at night, and it's inconvenient for me to stay here, so I'll take my leave."

When he stepped out of the study, the smile on Feichen's face disappeared, he turned his head to glance at Qi Rong, and said slowly: "Your Majesty, this minister will assist you to become the wise ruler of the Daqi Empire who created a prosperous world, and is praised by the world, okay? "

  Qi Rong gritted his teeth and stared at the non-minister.

   After a long time, he confided his heart for the first time: "Whether or not to be a Mingjun is my own choice. Being forced to be a Mingjun by a knife on the neck, the Prime Minister thinks, I will be reconciled?"

   Qi Rong believed that non-official ministers were smart and good at grasping people's psychology. Such a powerful person will definitely understand his pain, and maybe give him the right to make a free choice.

After    Feichen heard this, he had a clear expression.

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   Feichen chuckled lightly: "Your Majesty said earlier that you don't want to be Ming Jun."

  He shook his head helplessly, and added: "If I had said earlier, forty years ago, you wouldn't have to suffer like this."

  Qi Rong thought of what happened 40 years ago, his body stiffened again, and he clenched the armrest.

  Forty years ago, the relatives had the monopoly on cholera. On the day the previous emperor died, the relatives wanted to overthrow the royal family and establish themselves as kings.

  The non-minister selected him, supported him to become the new emperor, killed foreign relatives, and calmed the civil strife, which stabilized the dynasty.

   (end of this chapter)