The Secret of the Seal

Wu Xiu did not answer the question of Emperor Anzhen, but asked "I heard that his Majesty will bury the cold Weidong into the Imperial Tomb?" Wu Xiu’s attitude is simply disrespectful. If you change to someone else, I am afraid that I will be pulled out.

The emperor’s heart sank, the faint feeling was not good, and the cold face was "good!"

Wu Xing's eyebrows picked one up and sighed, "It seems that this is not appropriate."

"Globe! What are you, dare to question the decision?" The Emperor Anzhen was furious and stunned.

Wu Xiu is a face of insults and insults. The tone is light and relaxed. "We are not qualified for this. We don't dare to question the decision of our Majesty. The minister is only speaking for the national master."

The emperor’s heart was called a hate, and Wan did not expect that the choice of heart was so vicious. Cold Weidong is already dead, but he still refuses to let go. This is too much!

"The national teacher has legs and mouths, but let you talk, I think he is too arrogant to choose the heart!" The royal family and the national teacher have already made such a situation, and the Anzhen princess simply does not care, and some gas reforms I must fight.

Wu Xiu’s brain reaction was also extremely fast. He sneered and said, “National Masters are supposed to come in person, but unfortunately, the National Teacher’s body was ruined by Cold Weidong’s body. Discomfort, so I can only send the minister to come."

"Hey!" Princess An Zhen snorted and hatched her head.

The Emperor Anzhen strongly suppressed the anger in his heart, and the voice of the singer was "I want to bury the cold master in the Imperial Tomb. What does the National Teacher think is wrong?"

Wu Xiu faint smile, said "National Masters believe that Leng Weidong is the body of sin, he is not worthy of the Imperial Tomb!"

"What!?" The Emperor Anzhen was furious and screamed, "What is the sin of the cold master?"

"The following commits, the mouth is out of remarks, there is a plot of misconduct!" Wu Xiu neck, sneer.

Small belly chicken intestines, real little belly chicken intestines! After listening to Wu Xiu’s charge on the head of the cold, the Emperor Anzhen’s disdain for the choice of the heart. If you don't let go of your living, you will not even let go of the dead, and it will be a realm for things to do.

"The imperial mausoleum is the mausoleum of my royal family. Who can be buried? Who can't, but it seems that there is no way to paint your heart?" Princess Anzhen took the call and said coldly.

Wu Xiu had a pretext, and there was no chaos. "The imperial tomb is a good mausoleum of the royal family, but it is also the feng shui dragon of my celestial empire. If the emperor was buried in an unclean person, wouldn't it pollute the imperial feng shui? The people who suffered from the empire were the people of the empire! Therefore, the national teacher thinks that he can’t do this!”

"There is no reason for this! The surname Wu, who do you say is unclean?" I didn't expect the cold-winged people to die, but they still have to bear such insults, how can the Princess Anzhen be able to withstand it? Zhangkou asked sharply.

Wu Xiu has a choice of support, but also unambiguous, coldly snorted, said "Cold Weidong is wearing a sin body, naturally unclean people! A sinner can be buried in the mausoleum, this is too much to play too much What?"

Wu Xiu’s remarks not only angered the Emperor Anzhen and the Princess Anzhen, but even the golden warriors who were responsible for guarding the cold Weidong Dongmu were greatly angry. A series of roaring sounds immediately, and with the roar of the roar, thousands of golden warriors rushed up and surrounded Wu Xiu with the five hundred thousand dragon guards.