Chapter 1088: The Big Reckoning

flashing past.Confident to the point of arrogance, arrogant to the verge of mania, fearless to the point of lawlessness.This is Li Chen's first impression of Yelü Shenxuan.Beneath Yelu Shenxuan's cult...Chapter 1088: The Great Reckoning

If he really comes, and if he does something to you, I can't help you.

Gong Huiyu said in a cold voice, "..." After thinking for a moment, she added, "I heard San Bao died"

Li Chen said calmly: “He devoted his entire life’s energy to sustaining his father’s life.”

Gong Huiyu was stunned for a moment, then said: "eunuchs are born incomplete. Although they can practice some unorthodox martial arts with miraculous effects, their human five elements are not perfect and will have defects. However, his talent is high enough, and the martial arts he cultivates are top-notch, so he can support him to this step, but this has a great impact on his lifespan."

"At this point, all his martial arts skills were gone. The accumulated old injuries would erupt instantly, and with his energy depleted, he naturally couldn't live."

Li Chen didn't respond to Gong Huiyu's words, he just watched the torrential rain outside.

Tonight's events were too much, with highs and lows that caused Li Chen's emotions to fluctuate constantly, making the night feel particularly long.

Gong Huiyu stood for a while, then quietly left.

He didn't even say hello, very rude.

It seems he doesn't seem to understand the rules, they are just Gu Huiyu's own rules.

This night, countless people will be destined to lose sleep.

Many officials felt that the situation in Beijing was gradually stabilizing, and they could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

At least the chaos and turmoil are over, they don't have to worry about dying suddenly anymore.

For another large portion of officials, they knew the real horror was just beginning.

Such a major event cannot end in a whimper. Accountability will come, sooner or later.

Meng Bingwen was the right minister of Rites.

The Ministry of Rites ranks in the middle among the Six Ministries, neither high nor low. As the Right Servant, he is responsible for matters such as sacrifices and diplomacy, so he is essentially a middling leader in a middling department.

But Meng Bingwen was satisfied, because even this position, he had painstakingly climbed to by relying on some distant family relationships with Zhang Biwu.

Today I went to the Taimiao Temple to force the palace, he also went. He felt that with a Grand Councilor leading the way, it was impossible to lose. The only result would be the prince abdicating or being killed, and then they would win a great victory and be rewarded.

But things change so unexpectedly, just when victory was in sight and we were about to succeed with a final push, the emperor woke up.

No one could have predicted this.

It's as if there's really a heaven-sent will at work.

Meng Bingwen's position wasn't high enough to be involved in discussions with Zhang Biwu about what to do. However, he had his own network of contacts. After discussing the situation with a few people, they reached a pessimistic conclusion.

The emperor awoke, and the entire plan was doomed to fail, because the Grand Councilors could not possibly rebel against the emperor.

As things stand, the consensus within their small circle is that the Grand Tutor and the Emperor, along with the Crown Prince, have reached some sort of tacit understanding to downplay this matter at the highest level.

Now the question is, what happens to these little guys when they face liquidation.

Meng Bingwen returned to the palace with a heavy heart full of regret. He couldn't shake his gloomy expression, even as dawn approached. Instead of sleeping, he poured himself a pot of wine and drank it while worrying about the future.

Footsteps came from behind, it was Meng Bingwen's wife walking over in her clothes.

"My husband, why haven't you rested yet" The middle-aged woman sat beside Meng Bingwen and asked with concern.

Looking at the woman who had accompanied him all the way, Meng Bingwen suddenly sighed and said, "I regret a little that I didn't listen to you back then. Staying put as an ordinary official would have been much more peaceful than this. I went through so much trouble to climb my way up to the capital and became the right minister of Rites, but life is far less comfortable than it used to be." The wounds crisscrossed its surface, and the rotten flesh revealed tangled hair. Black blood clots formed patches on it, within which numerous white maggots writhed.This scene, let alone those civil...