When Ming Feiqing woke up, she only remembered that she had a bad dream.

In the dream, thousands of evil spirits reached out to him from the ground, trying to pull him down. When he almost fell into hell, one hand pushed him from behind.

A white light flashed in front of his eyes, and he came to his senses. What he saw was skylight, and what he heard was the fragrance of flowers—he was still in the world.

This dream was so real, he sat under the quilt for a long time before he came to his senses. Just as he was about to get out of bed, he suddenly felt a pain in his wrist. He opened his sleeve, and a thin scratch lay across his forearm.

Not badly hurt, but extraordinarily weird.

Just when Tianqing walked into the bedroom, he saw Ming Feiqing woke up, and shouted in surprise: "My son has woken up!!"

Outside, Xichun and several young maids rushed in joyfully, among them was Qin Ran.

As soon as seeing Imperial Physician Qin present, Ming Feiqing guessed that something must have happened to him.

The people in Xinwu Palace have been ordered by the emperor to keep everything about the spell secret.

Qin Ran has already made up the words to return: "Your Highness has been tired these days, that's why he fainted suddenly. The injury on your hand was accidentally scratched when you fainted. You have to take care of it carefully these few days. OK."

"is it?"

Ming Feiqing was skeptical, he remembered what happened yesterday, and asked, "Where's Huai Ziyu?"

"..."

Tianqing and Xichun looked at Qin Ran together, Qin Ran bit the bullet and said, "Your Majesty is in the Heyang Hall approving the memorial."

"Oh."

Ming Feiqing just asked casually, not really concerned about where Huai Jin was, nor did he care that he didn't guard her sick self.

Xichun was afraid that this person was Qiqiao Linglongxin, and if she continued to dwell on this issue, she would be found out sooner or later, so she hurriedly gave her a wink and went outside the hall.

The nanny understood, and carried A Yuan, who was no longer crying, into the bedroom, and sent the child into Ming Feiqing's arms.

A Yuan was brought up white and fat in Xinwu Palace, and his appearance became more and more lovable.

He is very close to his father, except for the crying for a reason yesterday, he has always been very obedient in his father's arms.

Ming Feiqing's mind was completely transferred to the matter of teasing the child.

He didn't know that everyone in Xinwu Palace was relieved.

At night, Tian Bai suddenly entered Xinwu Palace with two large memorials.

"Can the Queen review these memorials for the King?"

Ming Feiqing: "???"

The memorial was as high as two hills, almost crushing the eunuch.

He asked Tian Bai back: "Who should approve the memorial, don't you know?"

Tian Bai lowered his head, not daring to lift it up, he took a deep breath to suppress his tears.

Huaijin was still able to handle a little state affairs this afternoon, but in the evening, he suddenly twitched in pain and vomited several mouthfuls of black blood. He fell down but couldn't pass out, even if his body had reached its limit, the vicious curse would still Hanging his consciousness, let him wake up and endure these lingering tortures.

Tian Bai has seen many killings on the battlefield, but he has never been so worried for a moment as he is today.

He didn't dare to raise his head, he was afraid that if he couldn't help crying, the queen would see something strange, and he wouldn't be able to hide it.

But he really wanted to tell the Queen that His Majesty might die, and His Majesty really wanted to ruin this life in order to save him.

Yet he can't say anything and has to be forced to lie.

"The memorial should be reviewed by His Majesty." He suppressed his tears, his thumb embedded in the soft flesh of his palm, "But...but Your Majesty caught a cold this afternoon, and was tortured by the high fever. A typo, so... so I asked the humble official to send the memorial to you, His Majesty said, you just follow his handwriting and boldly review it, don't worry too much."

Ming Feiqing closed the teacup with a cold expression on his face, he didn't intend to help this in his heart.

Tianqing said again: "The memorial involves the livelihood and safety of the people of Xiqin, so we can't delay it for a day. The queen should read a few copies for your majesty, otherwise the people will suffer." He specially took a copy and handed it up.

"..."

It's all in front of you, so let's take a look?

Ming Feiqing really just wanted to take a look, but saw that the memorial said that a certain state in the east was threatened by bandits on the mountain, and the officials of the state had no choice but to write a letter requesting the imperial court to send troops for support.

Bandits make trouble, and if it drags on for a day, it may kill a few more innocent people.

Ming Feiqing subconsciously looked for Zhu Bi, and as soon as he raised his hand, Xichun put the pen into his hand.

It was as if he had colluded with Tian Bai.

Ming Feiqing shook his head and said helplessly: "Put down all the memorials."

He reluctantly imitated Huaijin's handwriting, marking the past one by one.

If there are bandits in the east, send troops to deal with them.

The merchants in the west and Xiyi Tongshang are being bullied, so send an eloquent official to argue for it.

There is a tendency of flooding in the south, so let the Ministry of Industry send people to reinforce the dam.

The six lambs from the north tour ran to the territory of Xiqin to mate with the lambs of Xiqin and gave birth to a litter of lambs. The herdsmen of the two countries quarreled over which side the litter belonged to.

Ming Feiqing: "..."

Is it necessary to write this trivial matter into the memorial? !

Bingzhu approved all night, Ming Yugong finally leveled the two memorial hills.

He threw away the vermilion pen smartly: "Let Huaijin approve it by himself tomorrow!"

Unexpectedly, on the second day, Tianbai sent two more "hills"!

"Your Majesty's wind and chill are not yet fully healed, Your Majesty..."

Ming Feiqing: "..."

Right now, the Southern Kingdom is eyeing it covetously, but there must be no chaos inside Xiqin.

For the sake of the overall situation, he endured it.

Another day of moving mountains.

The officials from the north handed over another memorial: Beiyou took a fancy to Xiqin's handsome calves, and hoped to get some of them to breed on the grasslands of Beiyou.

Ming Feiqing: "..."

He seriously criticized: "Mate freely, no need to be informed."

On the third day.

Another two mountains.

There are only three things, but this is a state matter after all, and it will not be good for Ming Feiqing if Xi Qin is in chaos.

He patiently approved several more letters, until the papers presented by the Imperial Academy unfolded in front of his eyes.

The content in the book is beating "the harem must not interfere in politics" both openly and secretly.

Ming Feiqing took a special look at the official's name.

Lin Ji.

Ming Feiqing can imitate Huai Jin's handwriting to a nine-point level, and ordinary people can't see the difference between the two.

Lin Ji was different. Not only had he been with Huaijin for three years, but he also knew Ming Feiqing very well. It was not surprising that he could see the difference in handwriting, but it was too fast.

Lin Ji must have become suspicious of the handwriting, but he didn't dare to target a country in the memorial, so he used the Queen Mother as an example in every line.

Although the Empress Dowager was not bestowed with death, her status and reputation have plummeted, to the point where the court officials dare to impeach her at will.

Besides, the Queen Mother has been half-hidden in the harem after eating vegetarian food and reciting Buddha's name. What kind of political affairs can she interfere with?

Lin Ji was clearly insinuating against Sang and scolding Huai.

Ming Feiqing sneered.

Xichun, who was waiting for the pen and ink, subconsciously thought that some important event had been reported in the memorial, but when she saw the emperor throw away the ink pen, she grabbed a few memorials from the Imperial Academy and got up angrily.

Ming Feiqing broke into the Heyang Hall with the wind of the end of winter, but the guards of the Heyang Hall did not dare to stop him, so they let him into the sleeping hall.

The door of the dormitory was tightly closed, and the national teacher had already stepped to the door to guard it when he heard the movement.

"What's going on here?" He subconsciously blocked the door of the palace with his body, in case Ming Feiqing kicked the door and broke into the inner palace in a fit of anger, so that Huaijin's terrifying appearance of being cursed could not be concealed.

Ming Feiqing is a reasonable person: "The national teacher is here, let Huai Ziyu come out to see me!"

"Your Majesty, he is ill, did Tian Bai not tell you?"

"Sick? Isn't it just a cold? I used to have thick skin and a fever in Tuzhou, and I dared to throw snowballs on my face. Why is it that I am so delicate and weak this time, and I can't get sick when I blow the wind?" Director?!"

Ming Feiqing kicked the door of the palace, not caring about the emperor's face at all, and after forgetting what kind of country he was, he only asked loudly: "Huai Ziyu! What kind of tricks are you playing?! Do you think I will fall in love with you again?" When?!"

The door of the hall was kicked with a muffled sound, Tian Bai in the hall was firmly against the door, but his eyes fell on the bed.

Huaijin is dilapidated like hay, today is the third day, the source of the curse has not been found out, if there is no turning point...

I didn't even dare to think about it.

Your Majesty has only had a good few years...

He raised his hand to wipe away his tears, still facing the door, when he heard Ming Jun, who was protected by His Majesty but knew nothing about it, said outside:

"Today, I have to see with my own eyes how miserable your illness is!"

Huaijin was able to lie to him about Xizheng, pretending to be sick, it's just too normal for his wife!

Ming Feiqing was convinced that he was playing tricks on herself again.

It wasn't enough to play tricks in the previous life, and he was also regarded as easy to deceive and bully.

It was the first time for the national teacher to see Ming Feiqing's irritable side. He panicked and tried to persuade: "Your Majesty is really sick. The wind and cold can't blow the wind, so you can't see people!"

Ming Feiqing glanced at Zhang Qi: "You have always been loyal to him, you cover up when he lies, and you cooperate with him in acting, do you really think I don't know what's going on behind your back?"

Zhang Qi was startled for a moment. As early as when Ming Feiqing was still a child, he and Huaijin plotted against him. These secret thoughts are really so dirty that no one can see them, but when did Ming Feiqing know about it?

In front of Ming Feiqing, he will always be short, not only because he has the fate of Ziweixing, but also because Zhang Qi feels ashamed.

For the sake of Emperor Shu and Concubine Zhang Qi can bear the world, but he can't bear Huaijin.

"Please don't be so aggressive, Your Majesty is really sick. When he recovers, he will personally explain to you."

"I'm aggressive?" Ming Feiqing picked up the memorial and smashed it on Zhang Qi's chest, "The national teacher really doesn't hurt his back when he talks while standing."

When the memorial fell into Zhang Qi's palm, it just unfolded, and Zhang Qi read all the contents of Lin Ji's notebook.

Ming Feiqing: "Since he wants to be the emperor, he should do it well. What's the point of pretending to be sick? It's fine to be lazy, but instead push these disgusting people and things to me. Why, I, Ming Feiqing, owed Huai Ziyu in my previous life." ?”

The national teacher was speechless to refute.

Ming Feiqing said: "At the beginning, seeing him put in all his efforts to climb to the throne, he thought he had some grand ambitions to display, but he turned out to be a stern, stern, stupid king!"

"Queen..." This is too harsh to say.

Zhang Qi was afraid that the emperor inside would be heartbroken and die on the spot, leading to national mourning.

Ming Feiqing: "I must see him today to see if he is really sick or not!"

Seeing that he couldn't stop it anymore, Zhang Qi looked at Lin Ji's name on the booklet, and came up with a plan to scold him bloody when Huai Jin found out:

"Your Majesty said! He said!"

Zhang Qi closed his eyes and turned his heart: "Your Majesty said that when he was sick, he only wanted to see Lord Lin Ji, and he didn't see anyone else."

Ming Feiqing's hand that pushed the door stopped suddenly.

When Tian Bai heard this sentence inside, he wanted to vomit blood for His Majesty first.

Huai Ziyu, who was tortured by the sharp pain in his heart, heard this sentence in a trance, and sat up in shock as if he was dying, wishing to gag Zhang Qi's mouth!

Ming Feiqing's voice faded.

He turned around, smiled and said to Zhang Qi, "You should have said it earlier."

The empress's smile was really flirtatious to the point of permeating people.

Zhang Qi was really afraid that the thunder would hit him.

Lin Ji is indeed a good blocking stone.

Ming Feiqing didn't worry about whether Huai Ziyu was sick or not, and finally understood why Lin Ji could see the handwriting so easily.

I'm afraid that in the memorials that Huaijin personally reviewed on weekdays, there are also many insinuations about himself.

Huai Ziyu presumably acquiesced.

No wonder, he was not in a hurry to bring Lin Ji into the palace.

It turned out to be flirting in the memorial.

It was he who spoiled the scenery.

Ming Feiqing returned to Xinwu Palace calmly.

Those few memorials were delivered to his desk again by some eunuchs who were not good-looking.

Now he is thinking about reviewing again.

He took the vermilion pen that Tianqing handed over, and the tip of the pen fell on Lin Ji's memorial.

Since he was said to be involved in politics, Ming Feiqing let Lin Ji know what real involvement in politics is.

A warm decree was sent to the prime minister's mansion along with the reviewed memorial.

"I re-examined the old volumes of Chunwei. Lin Ji misappropriated the previous emperor's political theory, cheated and plagiarized, and his words and deeds were immoral. Now he will be revoked the title of No. [-] Scholar, dismissed from his position as a scholar of the Imperial Academy, and demoted to a commoner. He will never be hired."

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