Chapter 1238 Happy News

   "Then Chu Aiqing's injury?"

   "If you go back to the emperor, Master Chu's injury doesn't matter, it's just to confuse the people who attacked him in the food and grass team. My lord asked the emperor to carefully investigate the accident with the food and grass."

   "I believe that in a few days, the news that Beidi has received the food and grass will come back."

  Emperor Xuanming was completely happy now, but, thinking of the tricks inside, his face was full of imperial deterrence without anger.

   "Has everyone in the food and grass team been disposed of?"

   "Master Chu handed it over to his subordinates, and his subordinates have already brought him back." As a close guard, Xiao Tianhao's methods are naturally beyond the reach of ordinary people.

   "Sent to prison, you interrogate yourself."

  Xiao Tianhao led the decree to leave, but left on the front foot, and Emperor Xuanming in the imperial study on the back foot received the news that Zheng Guogong had entered the palace to meet him.

  His eyes fell on He Dequan's face.

  He Dequan's old face turned pale, and he knelt down abruptly: "Your Majesty, this old slave made a mistake. I'm sure His Majesty will give this old slave a chance to make up for his mistakes."

  The news spread so quickly, it must be someone from the servants who passed the news to Zheng Guogong.

  After Xiao Tianhao went in to face the saint, He Dequan strictly restrained the people below, especially the eunuchs who served in the imperial study room. Who knows, the news spread.

  Emperor Xuanming didn't speak, not even a voice.

  He Dequan was sweating profusely on his forehead. He knew that the emperor looked gentle, but he was indifferent in his heart. A eunuch, as an emperor, would be killed if he was killed, and there were plenty of people who could fill his position.

  Thinking of this, He Dequan hated those who intervened even more in his heart, and at the same time worried that he would lose his mind at any time.

  When he couldn't bear the pressure and was sweating profusely on his back, Emperor Xuanming's voice finally came from above: "This is not an example."

   "The old slave knelt down to thank the emperor."

  He Dequan kowtowed a few times before turning around and going out. Before going out, he went to the side hall first, cleaned up his clothes, rubbed the marks on his forehead a little red, and then left the imperial study.

   Zheng Guogong's eyes fell on his forehead, his eyes flickered slightly, "Eunuch, can the emperor summon me?"

  He Dequan no longer has a good impression of this former favorite minister, now a powerful minister, but he has done a good job of saving face. He looked sad and frowned and said: "The emperor is not in a good mood, my lord might as well wait a moment."

  Emperor Xuanming didn't let Duke Xuanzheng enter the palace, because he meant to stop him.

   Before Zheng Guogong could answer, He Dequan inadvertently raised his head again, showing his injured forehead, and said with a wry smile: "It's a big mistake for miscellaneous households to serve Tianjia. It's a big mistake to look unclean. Wait a moment, sir. Miscellaneous households have to go down and clean up first."

   Zheng Guogong saw that he said so, so naturally he couldn't stop him. He simply found out some news, and he was not in a hurry. He was just worried about whether there would be bad news from Xiao Tianhao's side.

  Emperor Xuanming didn't see Zheng Guogong until half an hour later.

  Just this point is enough to spread out of the palace, Zheng Guogong was left out in the cold, and the emperor was furious.

  When the ministers of the DPRK and China discussed the handling of the matter, the morning court was delayed three times, and no solution was obtained.

  A fast-paced battle report was sent back.

   "Report!"

   "Report to Your Majesty, the Northland has taken back Yichi."

   Today's morning court was no different from the previous few days. The noisy atmosphere was shaken by the news of the battle report.

  Huo Zhengming's eyes widened, and he looked excitedly at the young general who reported the message.

   "Happy news."

  The young general knelt in the hall, and He Dequan hurriedly delivered the happy news to Emperor Xuanming.

  (end of this chapter)