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"There is something wrong with a batch of weapons and they were sent to Shanzhou, which is a major matter related to the safety of Shanzhou and Datang."
When Chen Jingxuan came at noon, he got the news.
Emperor Jia'an summoned Du Xuazhen in the palace, and he was obviously angry.
Yan Zhui shook Fu Minghua's hand: "I'll take you back first, and then I'll go to the palace."
Fu Minghua was a little worried, but he also knew that he couldn't do much to help in this situation, so he could only try not to distract him from taking care of himself.
"Be careful. It's cold at night, so put on that sable fur."
She endured the worries in her heart and told him: "I will wait for news from you at my house."
Yan Zhui's eyes slowly became warmer. He squeezed Fu Minghua's hand, but in the end he just said calmly: "Don't worry."
He didn¡¯t say anything harsh, but his tone was obviously many times scarier than harsh words.
When Fu Minghua returned to the courtyard, Yan Zhui watched her enter the house, and then coldly ordered: "Let's go."
After returning to the room, Fu Minghua reached out to untie the thick fur belt on his body, only to realize that his hands were shaking badly.
Yan Zhui¡¯s aura was too strong, even though he was actually very restrained towards her.
There is something wrong with a batch of weapons from the Ministry of War, and I think it was Rong Tuying who did it behind the scenes.
Yan Zhui served as the Minister of War in the Ministry of War. From the day he entered the Ministry of War, Luo Li, the Minister of War, did not dare to be a big man anymore. All matters in the Ministry of War were handled by Yan Zhui. Even though Fu Minghua had never inquired about Yan Zhui on weekdays. He was on an errand, but he also knew that Yan Zhui was definitely involved in this accident.
If it can make Yan Zhui angry, I'm afraid it's going to be a big deal.
The Rong family, headed by Concubine Rong and Tuying Rong, were like a pack of ferocious wolves. The counterattack came so quickly that Fu Qixian's matter was over.
It snowed heavily at night, and the surroundings were extremely quiet. Even Bi Lan, who was sleeping on the footrest and was on duty tonight, subconsciously slowed down his breathing.
Fu Minghua pretended to be worried, but forced himself to sleep.
"Everyone in the courtyard is still pointing at her. If she panics, Grandma Jiang and others will be even more worried.
It¡¯s just that I didn¡¯t sleep well at night. I had a dream all night long. I occasionally dreamed that Emperor Jia¡¯an was furious and scolded Yan Zhui. I also dreamed that Shanzhou soldiers went into battle with weapons, but the weapons broke for no reason.
In the morning, Bilan got up and tucked her into bed. As soon as she moved, Fu Minghua woke up.
"What time is it?"
She asked with her eyes closed, and Bilan whispered: "It's still early, it's just six o'clock in the morning, please sleep a little longer."
Fu Minghua shook his head, feeling uneasy.
Emperor Jia'an rested in Zichen Palace last night and got up very early in the morning.
As the emperor in charge of the world, he is very strict with himself. No matter how late he goes to bed at night, he gets up when the time comes in the morning.
Last night, he urgently summoned Du Xuanzhen, Shangshu Ling Dou Wenyang, Meng Ling Xu Hao, Ministry of War Shangshu Luo Li, Dali Temple Qing Duan Zhengyu and others to enter the East Pavilion to discuss matters. It was not until the fourth watch that several adults left the palace.
Emperor Jia'an read the book again and didn't lie down for a while until the beginning of Yinshi. At this time, he lay down for less than two hours and got up again.
Huang Yixing did not dare to neglect and personally served and dressed Emperor Jia'an.
The emperor's face was calm, he looked down on happiness and anger, and he only wore apricot yellow pajamas.
He held the boots and watched the waiter lift Emperor Jia'an's legs and put on the shoes for Emperor Jia'an. The movements were very skillful. After putting on the two feet, Huang Yixing whispered: "Everyone, King Qin is here. Last night he I have been waiting in front of Xuanhui Hall for more than three hours."
Huang Yixing finished speaking seemingly calmly, but felt his heart beating very fast.
He had served Emperor Jia'an for many years and was trusted by Emperor Jia'an, but he never dared to guess the emperor's thoughts.
Emperor Jia'an didn't speak for a long time, and Huang Yixin became a little uneasy. After a while, Emperor Jia'an sneered: "Let him in."
He could not bear to part with his son after all.
Huang Yixing breathed a sigh of relief and said quickly: "Hey, warm."
Zichen Hall was the residence where Emperor Jia'an rested on weekdays. It was located inside the Xuanhui Hall and to the north was the Tang Dynasty Harem. Emperor Jia'an did not usually invite foreign ministers to enter here, but occasionally it was very rare.
Because entering the Zichen Palace requires passing through the upper pavilion gate of the Xuanhui Palace, entering the Zichen Palace is also called entering the pavilion. For ministers, it is a very honorable thing for the ministers who are deeply favored by Emperor Jia'an.
Yan Zhui is hereHe had been waiting outside Hui Hall for more than three hours. It was freezing and snowy in Luoyang in December. When he came in, his face was pale, but his eyes were astonishingly dark.
Emperor Jia'an was only wearing pajamas and was drinking water to rinse his mouth, ignoring him.
Yan Zhui took the handkerchief handed by the palace attendant to wipe his hands, and then personally held the copper basin for Emperor Jia'an to wash his face, and waited quietly for him to wash up.
The two father and son did not speak until Emperor Jia'an brushed his teeth and rinsed his mouth, then took the handkerchief and wiped his face. The palace servants packed up their things and went down. Huang Yixing could see that the two father and son had something to say, so he took a thick The thick fur was draped on Emperor Jia'an's body, and then he winked and ordered the palace people to retreat far away.
"You can still keep your composure."
Emperor Jia'an sneered, sat on the kang, and lifted the thick fur that had fallen down with both hands.
He did not refuse Yan Zhui's service, which proved that the emperor's anger was only superficial. Yan Zhui could see it, and Huang Yixing could also see it, so he didn't dare to interrupt the conversation between the two.
Yan Zhui stood up straight and said nothing.
Emperor Jia'an looked at him for a long time and saw that his thin lips were pursed tightly, his eyes were sinister, his cheek muscles relaxed slightly, and his eyes showed satisfaction.
After the incident happened, he did not evade responsibility, nor did he panic and fear his own rebuke. What the person behind the incident did not only did not make him panic, but instead ignited the murderous intention in his heart.
This is good.
"Du Xuazhen has already said some things, and I want to hear you say them again."
Yan Zhui had already expected this when he entered the palace last night. As soon as Emperor Jia'an asked him to speak, he calmly spoke:
"From the beginning of the casting of this batch of weapons, I asked Yuan Guang to personally manage this matter."
Every year, half of the weapons and armor produced are made by the Yin family.
From a certain perspective, if things continue like this, Datang and the Yin family will form a situation of mutual hostility.
If this goes on for a long time, a vicious cycle like the previous dynasty will form. If the Yin family develops and grows at such an opportunity, it will be parasitic for many years with the existence of the Tang Dynasty.
Emperor Jia'an did not want to be held hostage by the Yin family, and always wanted to change the status quo.
A few years ago, Emperor Jia'an received a tip from Feng Shuo, the governor of Taiyuan, saying that he had found the Ou clan, the descendants of Ou Zhizi, the master swordsmith in the Warring States period, who had mastered a special method of forging weapons. At that time, Emperor Jia'an had people build a sword in Taiyuan. Ordnance Factory. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com