Chapter 547 Reality (4)

Feng Yunian found that he had a few white hairs, so he had to pull them out carefully, trying to make himself younger.

Today is her death day.

He took the cakes she liked during her lifetime, and some incense sticks and papers to worship.

Her mausoleum was built luxuriously, and his place was reserved.

A hundred years later, he was happy to be able to enter this place after his death.

Feng Yunian looked at the tombstone, the snow fell on his hair, as if it was gray.

He burned the ghost paper, "Weiwei, are you okay?"

Only the cold wind howled past.

He is used to it, "You never told me that your favorability has reached one hundred."

She just said ninety-nine.

Feng Yu Nian showed a peaceful smile, "But when you slaughtered the loyal veterans with your own hands and put me on the throne, I knew it was your hundred."

He still remembered that she said embarrassedly that if the favorability reached one hundred.

He won the country, so he doesn't want her.

The truth is, she gave him Jiangshan, and then she didn't want him anymore.

"There was a severe drought at the beginning of this year, and there were so many memorials on my desk that they could bury me."

With a smile on his lips, "They're all scolding me, scolding me for a man to inherit orthodoxy, it's unforgivable, even if I lighten taxes and focus on water conservancy and agriculture to make their lives easier, I'm still a monster."

Whenever there is a natural disaster, it is his fault.

She also knew that she took away the most powerful group of people.

After she died, those ministers who were killed from the sea of ​​swords and blood only obeyed her.

As soon as she died, his man became the throne.

These people have to oppose.

Even if she had cleared so many obstacles for him, he still had a hard time these years.

very bitter.

Feng Yunian spoke softly while burning the ghost paper.

It seems that this can reduce the pain in my heart.

It can also make the extremely heavy thoughts lighter.

"Weiwei, it's really boring and boring to guard the country and the country. How could I ever have the idea of ​​becoming an emperor."

When he said this, tears finally couldn't hold back and fell from his eyes.

He wiped it hastily, "It's all my fault, to see why you are always complaining, I should say something happy."

Then Feng Yunian choked up his voice and forced a smile to talk about how many good things he had done to benefit the country and the people.

He reluctantly stayed up until late at night before returning to the palace.

As soon as he returned to the palace, he saw his confidant waiter, who came to report in a hurry.

"A dozen or so ministers urged tens of thousands of people to kneel at the gate of the south palace, saying that after His Majesty ascended the throne as a man, natural disasters would come every year, and they hoped that His Majesty would abdicate."

In recent years, there have been more natural disasters than ever before.

When a man ascends the throne, his name is not justified, and all the women are crushed.

And Feng Yunian began to promote male officials.

This simply touched the cake of the interest group, and he has been fighting with this group of people for a long time.

Feng Yunian was silent for a while, and then said coldly: "I know, let them kneel down, and I will get up tomorrow morning to deal with it."

The waiter withdrew.

Then he sat on the chair alone, in a daze for a long time.

Someone turned against him again.

"Weiwei..." he called softly.

"Um."

He suddenly looked up, but saw Bai Weiwei lazily leaning against the table, her smile was still on.

Feng Yunian was pleasantly surprised, and rushed over to hug her with trembling hands.

But the next moment, only the void was in his arms.

Feng Yunian was stunned, he looked at the empty and cold room, and there was no sign of her.

Acacia into the bone, into the devil.

He laughed twice, sad and wronged.

Then he slowly walked out the door and walked to the court hall.