When the social beast woke up, he became a puppet king who was forced to death by powerful ministers.
Wei Song wanted to kill the loyal minister, so he collapsed on the dragon chair and picked his ears: "Old uncle, I have washed my face with all your spit."
The female censor was admonishing him, so he threw an apple and said, "Why are you crying? Eat an apple to calm down the shock."
The assassin raised his knife late at night and rubbed his eyes: "This knife is not bad. Can I cut an apple and hit it?"
All civil and military officials in the dynasty thought he was a trustworthy person.
Only he himself knows - sooner or later, I will be in charge of this house.
