~ Date: ~09月20日~

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"Think about what?"

The Qing emperor raised some heavy eyes. In recent days, the traces of snow disasters in the south have gradually emerged. The medals of various states and counties are more than the snow flakes of the sky. They are not reaching out to the court for money, that is, The levy, or else, is to complain, and to say that the next year is to reduce the exemption.

If you reduce it, the person is right. By relying on the grain in the land, even if you scrape three feet, you can't make much silver. The silver thing depends on selling things. Anzhi earned so much money in the south of the court, and the natural court did not rush to the rice straw in the counties.

It’s just that Xue Qing sent an emergency from Hangzhou. Isn’t the snow in Jiangnan so big this year?

The emperor frowned. In the autumn of the previous year, there was a big flood. I didn’t know how many people had drowned, how many people’s homes were destroyed, and it took more than a year for the court to slow down and save. Some strength, when it was expected, suddenly came a heavy snow.

This God, I really don't give myself this face.

However, I heard that the Jiangnan city of Hangzhou seems to have anticipated the snowstorm in winter, and made a lot of preparations in advance. After all, it is a civil organization. It is better to act than the official government. Every time I mention this matter, the mother of the palace is also smiling with a brow, the old man is a compassionate person, and the most unfortunate scenes of the folks. Now what Hangzhou will say is also the people in the palace who have made up the money, the women in the palace. People feel that there is light on their faces.

The emperor couldn't help but smile. How did the morning squatting make this matter so hearty? It seems that it was broken in the palace. I was afraid that it was also broken by her sect. Worried about the matter.

He suddenly woke up, and then he thought about his own distraction, but even if he was thinking about what he was thinking about, he also had a relationship with the young man, so he smiled again and asked again.

"Think about what?"

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In the middle of the temple is the Shu University student in the middle of the book. The university student has a long age and has always respected and respected. He has always walked in the court as a minister, so the previous discussion on the investigation of the imperial assassination At that time, only the university student dared to stand up and rebut the opinions of His Majesty.

It was only the ministers who thought that their Majesty would be angry at this time, so they were a little afraid. Even the Shu University, who dared to speak out, was not just a tribute as usual, but directly squatted.

However, he did not think that sitting under the dragon chair, he did not hear what he said, it seems to be distracted!

And the emperor’s previous smile in the lips of the gods also fell in the eyes of the ministers. The ministers were guilty of guilt, thinking that they were so happy when they thought about it. Isn't his heart so shocked as the civil and military officials suspected?

Impossible, the ministers shook their heads in their hearts. Everyone knows that his Majesty is the most lovable child of Fan Xian, so in the hearts of these self-righteous and savvy ministers, this smile has a mysterious meaning. trembling.

"Please think twice, the city number is Dingzhou, but... this clue is too much..." Shu Yu thought for a while, I don't know what words to use. "Too too obvious, always feel that it should be The real traitor deliberately planted it, but also asked to think twice and take back the previous will."

The emperor smiled, and then he understood what Shu Shu was afraid of. He waved his hand and said: "Get up, people who are so old, don't move and learn to squat."

This is very mild, but the gentleness of the emperor reveals a sense of self-confidence and stability. It seems that this matter has not been taken seriously. The ministers were still worried about their control of the court. At this time, they looked at this scene. I can't help but blame myself, thinking how can I be so confused, who is this dragon chair? However, Qingguo opened the country as one of the most powerful monarchs.

"Hey, let Ye return to Beijing, of course, it is not as simple as the debriefing." The emperor smiled and gently rubbed the short beard under his jaw and said: "Since the imprisonment of the imperial concubine is implicated in him, he certainly has to explain, Ye Family Generation For the country to be stationed in the frontiers, and to be in the world, of course, there will be no doubts, but there must always be a decision on this matter. Always make it clear."

Shu Wei wiped the sweat on his forehead, climbed up from the ground with some difficulty, and fell into the column under the help of Hu University. He first listened to his knees and ordered the leaves to return to Beijing. I am prepared to directly take Ye Shengsuo into jail and seek justice for my illegitimate child. Therefore, I will be out of jealousy when I am afraid of it. At this time, listening to this is not the case, I feel safe.

Although he is a literary minister, he has been in the middle of the DPRK for a long time. Of course he understands what the military means for a country that has been established for less than a hundred years. Therefore, he is afraid of squatting because of the killing of the valley, and insulting the army, thus shaking the court. Foundation.

Shu University was bent on celebrating the country, so he was relieved, and the emperor’s words fell in the ears of other ministers but it was another taste.

"Why did you suddenly feel so gentle on Ye Family?"

It is precisely because in the past two years, His Majesty is not gentle on Ye Family, so today and now, his majesty is gentle and gentle. For a time, I don’t know how many ministers can’t turn.

However, in the so-called emperor's prestige, in terms of ideological work, the courtiers must turn to bend, so they must turn to the ground, and praise the holy Ming and the generosity.

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The emperor didn't really think so much. He didn't have the same anger as the politicians imagined. As a king, he kept the necessary mystery and the calmness of the ancients to show that he was not moving. In the hands of 朕 ... not to mention the fact that Fan Xian did not die.

If Fan is killed in the valley, this is a criminal case for the Qing emperor.

Since Fan Xian has not been killed, criminal cases have become political events.

But all great or faint politicians have a common feature in dealing with political events, and that is not to worry. The former is not in a hurry because the chest is well-behaved, the latter is not in a hurry, it is difficult to know how to start.

The emperor is naturally the former, but he has one more identity, so there is still an unstoppable anger for Fan’s assassination. As a father, what he wants most is, of course, to take Fan Xian to the palace to see. How was his injury, but this time it was not the assassination of the hanging temple, he could not find any reason to put Fan to the palace.

Only later heard the reward, Fan leisure in the government did not take long to go out to the city to Chen Yuan, the emperor knew that Fan Leisure's injury did not matter, put the heart down.

Yes, please don't forget, even if the Emperor of the Daqing Dynasty is the most ruthless person in the world, then how is Wang Ba, also the father of the bastard.

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Just as Chen Pingping and Fan Xian desperately guessed and tried desperately, this Majesty has always had the confidence that the world can hardly match, and the ambition of covering the plain face for more than a decade.

For the military's stifling action, the emperor was naturally shocked, and to this day, he could not find out who is moving, but there is a vague speculation, but he is not worried.

On the contrary, he welcomes people who are beginning to challenge their authority and ingeniously find the situation in the direction he needs.

Everything in his own country has long since aroused his interest. How to stabilize the territory of the Daqing Kingdom, for his eagerness to be named in the history of Qing Dynasty, and the most intoxicating name, there is no meaning.

He waited for that day, eager to wait, and waited excitedly for the day.

"There is a warning." A father-in-law, outside the threshold of the royal study, said respectfully to the emperor wearing a big brocade on the couch: "And the court has passed, the days before Xiao Fan’s return to Beijing, The house is quiet."

"Yeah." The emperor nodded and gestured to know, "Is there any news from Chenzhou?"

The father’s **** is a little higher, and softly said: “Yan Dudu’s departure from the camp returned to Beijing, and there was no abnormality along the way.”

The emperor waved his hand and let the head of the **** retreat. The head of the **** did not dare to say more, but the hand on the ground shook a little, and thought that there was no return on the news of Dingzhou. Why didn’t he return? Is it already expected to be... or is it ready to be counted on Ye Jiatou?

"What do you think?" The emperor picked up a roll of books from the couch.

The Honggongong, who was drooping, walked out slowly, and gave a slight sigh of relief to the emperor. He slowly said: "Where can the old slave have any opinion?"

The emperor laughed and said: "Everyone has their own opinions."

Hong Gonggong gently coughed twice. After a moment of silence, he said: "The old slave thought that the Xiaofan’s valley was a bit stunned. He always felt like being arranged by someone... but he couldn’t understand it. The people who can have the strength to arrange this game are not good for Xiao Fan."

The emperor threw the book at hand and said after a while of silence: "Do not say this."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Hong Gonggong took a ritual and said softly after a moment: "The Queen Mother will ask her to go to the light temple later."

The emperor gently smiled: "Is it still useful for you?"

After a moment of hesitation, Hong Gonggong said: "There is news outside the palace that has entered the ears of the Queen Mother. The old man seems to be somewhat depressed."

The emperor brows slightly and asks: "What news?"

"The first is that the teacher named Song Shiren has not closed his mouth after returning to Beijing. He is still talking about the lawsuit of Jiangnan Mingjia." Hong Gonggong carefully looked at the emperor's face and asked: "The Queen Mother does not like it." ""

The emperor's face was a little cold, and the fingers subconsciously knocked on the wooden case. Song Shiren was the person who tried to fight the lawsuit in Jiangnan. In the Suzhou government, he argued in March that he was talking about the natural inheritance rights of the eldest son. The problem is that this teacher has a little reputation in Beijing. He wants to be a smart person. How can he publicize this after he returns to Beijing?

One thought of this, the emperor immediately understood that there must be some arrangements, and the Queen Mother must be clear in the heart, so some are not happy... After all, the Queen Mother still loves the grandson of this grandson. Close your mouth. "There was a stop, and the emperor said indifferently: "But... don't let people get rid of it. He is a fan of Fan, and he always wants to give the child some face." ”

Hong Gonggong calmed down and gave a soft voice, but did not leave immediately.

"What else?"

Hong Gonggong’s dryness has not changed, and he whispered: “I heard in the palace... Xiaofan’s man got a good sword in Jiangnan, which was sent by Wang Qinian, the head of the supervisor’s station in the north.”

The soft skin under the emperor's left eye couldn't help but beating twice, but he suppressed the slightest annoyance in his heart and said softly: "Know it."

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After the wet, the black and white mixed palace wall walks under the golden winter line of the cold-tolerant winter. The lake in the palace has already frozen. In autumn, the grass is not honored to accept Ruixue. It has already been cleaned up by the eunuchs. .

A ridiculous cover under the tidy road.

The emperor first walked in the wide palace with one hand, and no one around dared to be too close. The rear Yao **** led a small, holding the coat and the small stove with the small stove, followed by a small step.

After not walking for a long time, I came to a quiet small courtyard in front of the courtyard. There were buildings and small buildings in the courtyard.

It was the small building where Emperor and Fan Xian talked for the first time.

The emperor pushed in and slammed into the snow on the top of the door and went straight to the second floor.

Yao **** took the things from the small eunuchs, snorted a few times, but also entered the small courtyard, but did not dare to go upstairs, had to quietly wait downstairs, and began to cook water for tea.

The emperor stood in the wing room on the second floor. He looked at the picture on the wall and looked at the woman in the yellow shirt who stared at the river bank in the painting. She had not spoken for a long time, but she was silent.

Although his eyes were watching her, his heart was thinking about it elsewhere.

sword? Naturally, the great Wei Tianzi sword that Wang Qienian purchased from the Northern Qi Dynasty to pay homage to peace and security. Teacher? The emperor sneered, and Ann was seriously wounded and killed now, but those people still refused to be quiet. The mother’s attitude toward An Zhi was already calm. I don’t know, these things are naturally the good sister and queen who are advising .

Half a year ago, Li Yunrui arranged for people to enter the palace to tell the Queen Mother about the Dream of Red Mansions. The emperor knew what the sister had to do.

Today, the teacher and the sword... naturally want to pick the mother's anger, the royal family has more rules, and one of the courtiers secretly holds the former Wei Tianzi sword, and indeed some can't say it.

It’s just that An Zhi is still hurt, and those people can’t help but want to do something. This contrast makes the emperor have some faint anger.

After a long time, a sigh broke the silence in the small building, the emperor slowly turned around, sat down before the portrait, and gently stroked a thing on the table with his left hand.

The slender and stable palm is exactly the sword, which was bought by Wang Qiian and sent to Jiangnan’s Datianzi sword!

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The emperor’s lips had a smile, and those who wanted to come to it were unclear. On the second day of Fan’s waking, he sent the sword to the palace and sent it to his own hand. Secret letter.

There is nothing special in the letter, no complaints about the killings, but just honesty and respect, just a sigh of relief.

This silky dew is good - the dew is very candid.

As a generation of kings, the emperor, as he said when talking to Chen Pingping, the most important thing is the heart of the people around him, and frankness is one end. After the event, Fan Xian’s performance was very frank, and the rest of the sons and courtiers... was too frank!

He sat under the portrait like this, a little tired and worried. The yellow-shirt woman on the portrait was also a little tired, and there were some worries. Two people were in the painting, and one person was resting outside the painting.

After a long time, the emperor's face reappeared the usual calm and calm look of the past, stood up, and took the handle of the Tianzi sword that Fan Xian presented, and went downstairs.

Yao Gonggong carefully handed a cup of tea.

The emperor took a sip and handed the sword over and calmly said: "There is a sense of conviction, and the supervisory court is loyal to the country, and is deeply sympathetic to the heart.

Yao Gonggong quickly took over.

The emperor finally said faintly: "There are calls to the ice cloud, He Zongwei, Qin Heng... into the palace."

He said the names of more than a dozen officials. These people have one thing in common, that is... young. Yao Gonggong led the life out of the building, assigned the small eunuchs to go to the various places to pass on the people, and went out of the palace door himself. After the **** of the guards came down to Fanfu, there was no need for a fragrant case, no use of the cannon, then he entered the back circle and put the handle in his hand. The sword wrapped in a yellow towel was given to the young man.

It should be normal, but the matter is recorded in the book. I think everyone in Kyoto will know about it tomorrow.

Fan is holding the sword and starting to daze, thinking that the emperor Laozi is so polite?

And the young officials who rushed into the palace were also stunned, secretly guessing the mind of their Majesty.

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