At this time, even Wang Tenghuan, who had only one ear left, heard the anger in Li Chen's peaceful words.

Taihe Temple, who was still noisy, quietly quietly, no one dared to make a voice again.

Only Wang Tenghuan, he looked up at Li Chen and said, "Mo Fei thinks that the old minister is wrong?"

"Say? What did you say?"

Li Chen's voice suddenly raised and scolded: "This palace only heard that your old man is farting!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone in the Taihe Hall was staggered with wide eyes.

The Taihe Hall was the place where the emperor and the courtiers discussed the government. Since ancient times, it has never been a place of peace.

Even the emperor was angry, or the courtier was threatened to hit the pillar, and there were countless dramas with death.

But from ancient times to the present, no one really was so rough in the Taihe Hall.

After all, everyone is a cultural person, and it is the top level of the country. Then, the liver and fire are also taken into account. No one will explode directly.

Wang Tenghuan, who was scolded, was the brunt, and an old face rose redly, and he was shaking with excitement. He said sharply: "His Royal Highness is so insulting the old ministers, but do n’t you take us the courtiers in your eyes?

When you hit the pillar with your head, you must also ask for justice! "

Most of the other officials in the Taihe Hall are to Wang Tenghuan.

Without him, the reason for the cold lips to teeth.

Everyone is a courtier. The prince's mouth is so insulting Sven, and he will end the same time.

And Wang Tenghuan also held this point, without persuasion, today it is necessary to take the opportunity to fold the limelight of the East Palace.

For the first time, when I went to the early dynasty, I said two scenes to encounter the quietly standing side of Yantai Mirror, which encountered these kinds of dried firewood fire scenes.

He didn't intend to speak, and naturally he would not express his expression.

For him, it is now a good opportunity to observe Chaotang.

He wanted to know how Li Chen faced such a situation, what would he choose to do.

Just when everyone thought that the prince was furious in the face of group feelings, and more or less conceded, Li Chen moved.

He walked down from the Royal Terrace, carried his hands, and walked to Wang Tenghuan.

Wang Tenghuan looked at Li Chen, who was expressionless, and had no heart.

He has seen Li Chen's means.

If you don't say yourself, what is Zhao Xuanji?

On the same day, he was cut off by Li Chen's knife on the Taihe Hall, so that everyone thought that the day was about to change.

Wang Tenghuan has no fear, and he is not so arrogant that he feels that he is in the minds of Li Chen's minds, which is heavier than Zhao Xuanji.

"Master Wang means that only by putting the grasshopper Jing Erlang can the great power and kindness of Daqin be displayed?"

Li Chen slowly spoke, expressionless.

Wang Tenghuan drumped in his heart, but he still had the courage to say: "Yes, that Dongye is just a small country of a projectile, all of which are the barbaric of Ru Mao drinking blood.

Li Chen laughed.

But this smile is the smiling and not laughing.

See the scalp.

If you do n’t say anything, you can kick your legs.

Wang Tenghuan's old bone shelf was directly kicked by Li Chen's kick like a rolling gourd and rolled out on the ground of the Taihe Hall, and even lost his official hat.
Chapter completed!