Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

Chengtian Temple.

Ye Jingyu soaked in the spiritual spring and fell into a deep sleep.

The wounds on the chest have all scabbed over, leaving a pink scar.

Ye Jinglan's craftsmanship is pretty good, at least the wounds are not hideous.

Yin Qingxuan stood aside and looked at Ye Jingyu, and couldn't help but sigh again at the creator's partiality.

It seems that all the advantages are in his body. He has sharp eyebrows and phoenix eyes, a high nose and thin lips, a black hair hanging on his shoulders, a straight line under the collarbone, tight abdominal muscles, smooth lines, and an arm resting on the side of the bucket. There are bulging veins on it, giving it a strong sense of strength.

In ancient times, she could meet such a handsome guy, and he happened to like her. This was probably because the main tomb in her family was smoking.

But this handsome guy seemed to be sleeping for a while, so Yin Qingxuan couldn't help but feel a little bored, so she took out the string of small golden bells from her arms.

Dong Ziyu said that this thing must be used in the dead of night to find him. It should be fine if it shakes now.

Yin Qingxuan quite likes this ringtone, it sounds particularly crisp and sweet.

She took it to her ear and shook it vigorously, and the golden bell suddenly made a faint ringing sound.

In the barrel, Ye Jingyu suddenly opened his eyes.

Yin Qingxuan asked with a smile: "Are you awake?"

Ye Jingyu squinted his eyes and stared at the string of bells.

"Where did you get this...?"

Yin Qingxuan swayed for a moment, tilted her head and said, "It was given by a stupid boy. It sounds good."

The tinkling ring penetrated Ye Jingyu's ears, and there was a sudden pain in his head, as if something was about to wake up.

He held his forehead and groaned lowly.

Yin Qingxuan was startled, walked over and asked, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

As she moved, the bell made another ethereal sound. Ye Jingyu's headache worsened and he couldn't help but hold his head.

"do not come."

Yin Qingxuan stopped and asked in surprise: "Your Majesty...you..."

Ye Jingyu struggled to spit out three words. "That string of bells..."

Only then did Yin Qingxuan realize that the bell had affected him, and he quickly put it in his arms.

"Is it better now?"

Ye Jingyu calmed down and was surprised.

When the bell rang, he seemed to see some pictures he had never seen before, but he couldn't see clearly what was in the pictures. He only felt like there were thousands of steel needles stabbing his head, which made him unbearably painful.

He gathered himself together and breathed out slowly.

"Better, where did this thing come from?"

Yin Qingxuan told Ye Jingyu about her encounter with Dong Ziyu.

It's not that she intentionally concealed it, she just felt that Dong Ziyu and Ashlan had nothing to do with each other, and it wouldn't affect the overall situation whether she said it or not.

"Sword-cutting sect?"

Ye Jingyu repeated these three words in a low voice, but he never heard them.

All he knew were state affairs and not much about Jianghu.

Yin Qingxuan nodded and said: "This man's martial arts seems to be very strong. I accepted this string of golden bells just because I want him to help us capture Ashlan."

Ye Jingyu shook his head.

"Jianghu people have their own rules, so it's better not to let them participate in court affairs."

Yin Qingxuan disagreed.

"What are you afraid of? He won't stay in the capital for long anyway. He said he would go back after finding his uncle."

"I don't want you to have too much involvement with these people."

Ye Jingyu stood up from the bucket as he spoke, and Yin Qingxuan turned her face away with a groan.

He said angrily: "You just got up without saying anything. You are obviously acting like a hooligan."

Ye Jingyu finally stepped out of the barrel and put on his snow-white coat.

Looking at Yin Qingxuan, who was covering her head and face, she teased: "You are my first wife, even if you have seen my whole body, you are not considered a hooligan."

Yin Qingxuan spat with pink on her neck.

"Bah, it's not me who is being a hooligan, it's the Emperor."

Ye Jingyu smiled, opened his hands, and hugged her from behind.

"That's a big mistake. I'm very serious."

The sudden tightening of her arms made Yin Qingxuan panic. Just as she was about to push him away, she suddenly heard Li Defu say from outside: "Your Majesty, the Minister of the Ministry of Industry wants to see you."

Ye Jingyu frowned slightly and asked displeasedly, "What's the matter?"

Li Defu said outside the door: "Master Qin said there is something important."

Ye Jingyu had no choice but to let go.

He quickly tied up his middle coat and put on a light yellow robe.

"Let him in."

While he was talking, people had already left the inner hall.

Qin Haiqiu walked in from the door with sweat on his face and knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Your Majesty, the old minister is guilty."

"what happened?"

Ye Jingyu sat on the chair and asked quietly.

Qin Haiqiu wiped his sweat and said tremblingly: "I suspect that there is a traitor in the Ministry of Industry. It seems that one of the explosive packs that I made is missing. I don't dare to neglect it, so I went to the palace to report it."

Yin Qingxuan walked out of the inner hall and said with a faint smile: "Master, don't panic. Making gunpowder requires strict preparation to produce power. Even if they get a glimpse of the formula, it will take a certain amount of time to debug it. During this time, the gunpowder should have been If we send it to Jiangwu, even if they find out, it will be too late."

There is some truth to what Yin Qingxuan said. If gunpowder was so easy to make, it would have been created long ago.

Ye Jingyu nodded and asked, "Can you find out who the traitor is?"

Qin Haiqiu glanced at Yin Qingxuan gratefully and said respectfully: "The old minister is investigating."

Ye Jingyu asked again: "How many gunpowder bags have been made?"

Qin Haiqiu lowered his head and said: "There are about fifty, and there are still some ingredients left. We can finish it today."

Ye Jingyu pondered for a moment and said, "There's no need to wait. You go to the Minister of War immediately and pass on my instructions. The gunpowder pack will set off immediately."

Seeing that the emperor did not blame him, Qin Haiqiu breathed a sigh of relief.

"The old minister will do it now."

Qin Haiqiu bowed and left, and Ye Jingyu's eyebrows became serious again.

"Ashilan is indeed all-pervasive, and it is urgent to destroy Jiangwu."

Yin Qingxuan hummed and said: "This man has been hiding in the Yin family for a year and is already very familiar with the capital. Moreover, he is very good at deceiving people and has a lot of money and beauties at his disposal. If he is not captured as soon as possible, , there will definitely be more troubles."

"Xuan'er's words make sense. I will send the secret guard here and ask her to take this face with her and go to Ashlan."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard someone shouting outside: "Report, there is an urgent matter [-] miles away from Suihan City."

After hearing the news from Suihan City, Ye Jingyu stood up immediately.

"Come in."

A soldier ran in from outside, knelt on his knees, and raised the lacquer-sealed letter above his head.

Ye Jingyu reached out to take the letter, opened it and took a look, the darkness in his eyes became darker.

Seeing that his expression was not good, Yin Qingxuan asked anxiously: "Your Majesty, has something happened to my father?"

Ye Jingyu put the letter on the table and said with a stern expression: "No, your father left two days ago to return to the capital. It was Beimuda's general who learned that the emperor's uncle was not in Suihan City and ordered an attack on the city. See Come on, uncle Huang must go back."