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    "Gu Qiushi and Pei Jing, the ministers of Zhongshu ordered them to come to the Prince of Qin's Mansion immediately to reward the calligraphy treasures of the two kings."

    After Fu Minghua finished speaking, he glanced at the sweating waiter and asked with a smile:

    "Have you remembered everything?"

    The waiter¡¯s teeth chattered, and after thinking silently in his mind, he responded:

    "I remember it."

    "Get the order from Prince Qin's palace to leave the palace. I will ask Biyun to lead two wives to follow you. If anyone dares to stop you, I will enter the palace. The prince is not in Luoyang. Could a womanly family want to reward you?"  The painting depends on the faces of the adults in Luoyang!" After Fu Minghua said this gently, he told the waiters:

    "If someone stops you, tell the person who stopped you exactly what I said."

    "I obey the order."

    Fu Minghua's voice was gentle, not as if she was anxious or worried because the current situation was not favorable to her, or that she had lost her sense of proportion.

    In such a critical situation, it greatly comforted the frightened waiter.

    The waiter responded, and Fu Minghua turned to look at Biyun, his eyes gradually becoming gentler:

    "Biyun, are you afraid?"

    There are not many people around her who can be used, especially when Rong Tuying used the death of Ling Shaoxu to make a big fuss in order to empty the Qin Palace's troops, leaving no one available for her.

    Yan Zhui is working hard outside, so she can no longer worry Yan Zhui here in Luoyang.

    ¡°At least she can¡¯t fight side by side with Yan Zhui, but she must try her best to relieve him of some worries.

    Such a moment seems dangerous, but if you get through it, it will be nothing more than that when you look back.

    But today, when Rong Tuying shows her ferocious face, the person she can trust is the girl who remained loyal to her even when the 'Fu Minghua' in her dream was in danger.  They are here!

    "I'm not afraid, my slave."

    Biyun raised his head and shook his head vigorously:

    "The slave will lead his men later and follow Wu Xu! Don't worry."

    Fu Minghua looked at her for a long time and nodded slowly.

    At this moment, Biyun's face coincided with Biyun's face in the dream, when he learned that his master was promised to Lu Changyan, and was determined to return to Jiangzhou Xie's family to bring reinforcements for her. Fu Minghua's eyes became softer.  Tell her:

    "If you encounter someone blocking the road, there is really no need to confront them head-on. Once you have finished speaking, if you are still not allowed to pass, you will immediately retreat."

    Biyun nodded silently.

    In the palace, Concubine Cui knelt in front of the Zichen Hall. When the rain poured down, she was soaked all over.

    The dark sky seemed to be crushing her kneeling body, but she stubbornly refused to admit defeat.

    Huang Yixing came out in a hurry, held an umbrella and stood beside her, stamping his feet: "My dearest lady, the emperor has received a secret report from Xijing at this time, and he really doesn't have time to see you. Please get up quickly."

    "My son wants to kill someone, so there is no need to hide his head and show his tail. I want to ask the emperor to uphold justice. I must find out the rat with evil intentions behind it!"

    Huang Yixing saw the determination on her face, and sighed in desperation, remembering the cup of tea that King Qin Yan Zhui had poured out of him in front of the Xuanhui Palace in the past, and the sip he had taken.

    "That's all." After a while, the hesitation in Huang Yixing's eyes became firm. He gritted his teeth and signaled Cheng Ji on the side to take the umbrella in his hand.  Rushing down the steps.

    He walked up the steps in three steps, and his figure gradually disappeared in front of the gate of Xuanhui Hall. Concubine Cui, who was kneeling in the rain, saw this scene and inconspicuously raised the corners of her mouth.

    "Why are you doing this?"

    Cheng Ji shook his head and wiped the rain from his face.

    The umbrella he held almost completely covered Concubine Cui¡¯s head, and his whole body was soaked by the rain.

    Concubine Cui moved her unconscious cold legs. As soon as she moved, she felt a needle-like pain in her knees.

    She had been in Luoyang for many years and was trapped by Emperor Jia'an's side. As Fu Minghua said, in the emperor's trade-off plan, the more powerful her son was in the court, the less she could stand out in the harem, and she could not interact with Concubine Rong like Concubine Rong.  The ministers in the DPRK were colluding with each other, so she had to stay safe to keep her son in power.

    " In comparison, Concubine Rong was extremely favored, and she had Rong family and Rong Tuying relying on her outside the palace. Therefore, now Yan Xin was only granted the title of King of Shu, moved to the fiefdom, and was appointed as the governor of Xiazhou.

    Now that something happened, the only thing she can ask for isIt was Emperor Jia'an, and Concubine Cui also wanted to show Emperor Jia'an that she could only rely on the emperor, and was waiting for Emperor Jia'an to give her an answer to keep herself safe.

    "Why bother? Your Majesty has received a secret letter from Xijing. Is it possible that the Prince of Zhongxin County is in trouble because of Ling Shaoxu's death?"

    Concubine Cui sneered twice and her body trembled slightly.

    The heavy rain seemed to have swept away the summer heat in Luoyang. The rainwater fell along the eaves of the tall Xuanhui Hall in front of it, onto the steps, and flowed down below.

    Jinggu looked at her with some distress, but she also knew Concubine Cui's character and didn't dare to help her up.

    These words she said were not meant for Cheng Ji, but through Cheng Ji, for the emperor who was sitting in the Xuanhui Palace at this time.

    "Ling Shaoxu was about to die, and the secret letter from Xijing was received so quickly! I have to say, this is really a coincidence." Cui Guifei's voice was mixed with the pouring rain, and she was a little trembling.

    Cheng Ji quietly held an umbrella for her without saying a word.

    "Although I dare not say that my Zhui'er is an upright husband, he will never dare to do something he is not worthy of. At this time, he was in Youzhou, but Ling Zixu died in the Zhongxin County Prince's Mansion in Luoyang. The secret letter from Xijing came so quickly  When we arrive in Luoyang, with such a coincidence, who knows if there is someone who is cooperating with the inside and outside, or if the loyal and trustworthy prince is guarding and stealing?"

    Cheng Ji didn't speak, and Concubine Cui seemed to be talking to herself.

    In the Xuanhui Hall, Emperor Jia'an held the memorial from Xijing and sat in a chair in the study, lost in thought.

    Huang Yixing stood outside the palace for a long time, with the wind blowing and drizzle falling on him. He took several deep breaths before straightening his clothes and going in.

    He poured a cup of tea himself and placed it on the desk.

    The tabletop was very neat. Emperor Jia'an looked at the memorial in his hand with a calm expression.

    In fact, the situation in Xijing was very critical at this time. Prince Zhongxin had summoned troops and horses in Xijing and other places, issued a list of papers, announced that the fourth son of the concubine, Ling Zixu, had died at the hands of King Yan Zhui of Qin, denounced Yan Zhui for eighteen crimes, and requested  Emperor Jia'an severely punished the murderer and returned justice to the Zhongxin County Prince.

    The officials personally appointed by Emperor Jia'an in Xijing have been killed and imprisoned.

    Starting from May 29th, the city gates of Xijing City have been closed tightly, and the documents were sent to Luoyang for a few days. At this time, the situation in Xijing would only be more serious than when the documents were sent, but Emperor Jia'an did not panic.  Busy, he threw the booklet casually on the table and picked up the cup of tea that Huang Yixing had just poured.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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