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The eight hundred and seventieth chapter Ji Zisheng commits suicide (2)

In the court, all the civil and military ministers in the court laughed, and this smile made Ji Zisheng feel nervous.

"Rareless, why are you laughing at? You are so brave, aren't you afraid of me? Beheading you?"

Ji Zisheng was furious. Are these people laughing at him? Now he is still a little slight, afraid of being allused, and immediately scolds his ministers.

"Haha, I'm afraid, all the civil and military officials in the court will be killed, and there will be no one in the court at that time. Emperor, who do you plan to blame for the stick?"

The minister who first laughed spoke.

"you"

When Ji Zisheng heard this, his face looked so ugly. What did he say? Ji Zisheng's mind was a little short-circuited.

"The king is no longer the king, and the minister is powerless, so he has to apologize for his death. The supreme will not be destroyed. That is the will of heaven. If the supreme is destroyed, it is also the fault of oneself."

The minister continued, and the laughter of the others stopped. What was he saying? Was he crazy? He was directly criticizing Ji Zisheng and was offending.

"You, come, pull me out and behead me."

Ji Zisheng was so angry that his hands were trembling.

"Emperor, Lord Hong is unintentional, so I will forgive you for your crime."

"Please be kind to the emperor"

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The other ministers pleaded for mercy, and they could beat them up, but they were prepared and were even more severely punished. At worst, they could not get out of the ground for a few days, but they were killed and died. That would not happen in a few days.

"Yeah, you all want to disobey me. If you come, you will be taken out and beat me."

Ji Zisheng was angry and screamed immediately. The guard rushed in immediately. He hesitated for a moment. After seeing Ji Zisheng's face, he could only drag all the ministers out with a bitter face.

In fact, Ji Zisheng regretted it at that time, but he thought, the emperor, wasn’t that a word? What he said was like an imperial edict, how could he take it back?

"Ji Zisheng, you are not worthy of being the emperor, you are a foolish monarch, haha... You are a foolish monarch without Taoism, the lord, the old minister will go with you

The Lord Hong was actually zhen and killed himself, so he didn't have to bother with his family using a knife.

"Reverse, reverse..."

When Ji Zisheng heard this, someone scolded him on the spot as a fool, and he was even more angry. As a result, he added 200 more, and each of the others beat three hundred court sticks.

And they were not allowed to use their true energy to protect their bodies. The three hundred court staffs came down, and they were all covered in flesh. The next day, who could come to court? He didn't even have the strength to speak. He even said that he had gotten out of bed, let alone taking leave, or so on. He asked the families of the ministers to take leave on their behalf. Do they dare?

Even their adults were beaten like this. Will they beat even worse if they go? Who dares to go?

When he went to court the next day, Ji Zisheng saw that the court was empty and his heart was empty at that time.

"I don't deserve to be the emperor, I don't deserve to be the king, I don't deserve to be the king"

"Yes, you are not worthy of the king, you are not worthy of being the emperor, let alone the king, you are just a clown who jumps..."

"ah……"

Looking at the empty court, Ji Zisheng started to laugh at himself in a daze. Unexpectedly, his mind kept flashing with self-mockery, making him look like a madman.

What’s funny is that everyone in the palace is hiding from him. When he goes there, he can’t see anyone, and this is even more disappointing.

All his life's pride was gone, and many years of hard work were eventually denied one by one. This blow made him unable to accept it at all, and he could not bear the blow in his heart.

When he reached the place where the offering was held, Ji Wushang, Ji Zisheng knelt down heavily. It seemed that at this moment, he realized that all his glory had come from his father. When his father died, he was nothing.

He is powerless, powerless, and even less talented and virtuous.

That night

"Haha, I'm not worthy of being an emperor. I'm not a good emperor. I'm just a second-generation ancestor, haha...haha"

Ji Zisheng came to the court with wine and saw the desolation of the court again. He remembered the time when his father was at that time. Although the court was silent, it was full of vitality. But now, his court was too quiet, and it was still dead silent. The gap was too big.

Ji Zi Shengdan laughed wildly. This day was too quiet, as if it had been arranged. Nothing happened to the Supreme Dynasty on this day, so naturally no one would come to report anything.

And he said it himself, he didn't want to listen, he was tired of it, and he was also taking it upon himself. In fact, if someone talked to him at this time, maybe he could calm down.

But there was no one, and his concubines were scared by him and didn't even dare to come out.

"There is a fire in the palace..."

"Come on, come..."

"Emperor, the emperor is still inside"

"How could it be, the emperor is really inside"

"I just saw the emperor in with my own eyes."

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Chapter completed!
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