After the emperor got married, he collapsed and set up

Yang Yanqing maintained the posture nestled in the pillow, opened his arms and shook them, spread his hands, and looked up at Xiao Jinghe from bottom to top, but he didn't feel at a disadvantage in the slightest.

Xiao Jinghe bowed close to Yang Yanqing, and said in a low voice: "Sir, this appearance makes me want to recruit you even more."

"Oh?" Yang Yanqing said lightly, raised his hand to catch Xiao Jinghe's extended palm, and gently slid his fingers into the man's cuffs along the lines of the warm palm, "What do you want to do when the prince recruits me? "

Xiao Jinghe grabbed Yang Yanqing's arm with his backhand and pushed it into his arms. With the other hand, he picked up Yang Yanqing's leg and hugged him in his arms. He turned around and sat on the place where Yang Yanqing was just nestling. , in my arms."

"Also, don't look at me like that."

Yang Yanqing withdrew his hand innocently: "What do I think of the prince?"

The two looked at each other for a while, but Yang Yanqing looked away first, and said casually, "My lord is in a bad mood?"

Xiao Jinghe didn't answer this question, there was an undercurrent hidden in his narrow eyes, he held him in his arms, and said lightly: "Wang Xingguo is dead."

"Dead?" Yang Yanqing paused, but his expression didn't change much, "Where is the death?"

Xiao Jinghe carefully observed Yang Yanqing's expression at this time, and replied with interest: "The Ministry of Punishment is in Dali Temple."

Yang Yanqing raised his hand, only then noticed the bamboo tube he was still holding tightly in his hand, paused, and stuffed the bamboo tube into Xiao Jinghe's arms: "My lord, keep it for me first."

"What?" Xiao Jinghe took the bamboo tube.

Yang Yanqing raised his hand to brush away a strand of hair in front of him, and withdrew from Xiao Jinghe's arms, and sat upright on the next side, kneeling upright, and said lightly, "My life."

Xiao Jinghe originally wanted to take back the hand pinned to the waist of the bamboo tube, but he glanced at Yang Yanqing again, and put the bamboo tube into his arms.

"It seems that the shrewd and capable Elder Li Ge has already guessed what I want to do." Yang Yanqing chuckled, looking sideways as if he could see the majestic and tall city gate of the capital through the heavy carriage curtain, the flames in his eyes were extinguished Different from Xiao Jinghe's expected worry and calculation, Yang Yanqing at this time was like an oil lamp that was originally safely illuminated when the wick was suddenly fiddled with, and the flame suddenly burst into flames.

"Finally I can't help it." Yang Yanqing raised the corners of his lips slightly, his eyes were light, "That's right, this is what makes it interesting."

"It's just that a damned person died early, it doesn't matter much." The warm tea on the low table in the carriage has lost its temperature, but Yang Yanqing still slowly poured out a cup: "It can make the prince so anxious that he can't even wait for me It must not be the only thing to talk about when we go back to the palace, right?"

With a pair of dark eyes, Xiao Jinghe portrayed the snow fox who wanted to stretch out his claws to seize the initiative at this time, but seemed a little uneasy because of this closed environment, and asked: "Sir, why don't you guess?"

Yang Yanqing's eyes moved slightly, not as warm as Mrs. Tang, and his fingers were already bloodless from the cold: "I guess, someone told your majesty to join me in front of civil and military officials in the early court. According to the rules, leaving the capital by pretending to be sick and defrauding the emperor is an unforgivable crime. His Majesty was furious and sent the Imperial Forest Army to guard the gate of the city, waiting for me to return to the capital for a long time."

Xiao Jinghe was noncommittal: "Guess again?"

Yang Yanqing lowered his eyes and thought for a moment this time: "Is Wang Xingguo's death related to Jin Yiwei?"

Xiao Jinghe: "Since Mr. has already guessed the situation in Beijing, he must have already found a way to solve it."

"That's not true." Yang Yanqing shook his head calmly, "After all, I have done a lot of despising the rules, pretending to be sick and leaving the capital to deceive the king. How can I find a way to break it?"

"It's so good." Xiao Jinghe straightened up and approached Yang Yanqing. The two men's foreheads were about to separate. The man's deep voice said gentle threats, and he stretched out his hand to hold Yang Yanqing's fingers caressing the cup wall. Going to prison, this king just has one more reason to raise troops. At that time, this king will definitely build a warm cage of pure gold for my husband, so that my husband can lie on such a warm and soft cushion day and night to recuperate with peace of mind , no longer need to worry about these trifles of the court."

Not to mention seeing the sky thinking about growing wings and flying outwards, with all eyes full of the little emperor's world.

A dark light flashed across Yang Yanqing's eyes: "The lord doesn't want to reverse the case for the Lin family?"

"Sir, you need to understand one thing. It's really interesting to see how your husband behaves. It's one thing for me to wait for my husband to reverse the case. I don't want to wait for too long. Sitting in that position and reading it with my own hands is just a sentence. It's no trouble." Xiao Jinghe's voice was different from the self-restraint and straightforwardness of the past, with a kind of coercion and coldness that Yang Yanqing had never experienced, and he slowly pressed down on Yang Yanqing, "After all, the late emperor is just a family member to this king. When overturning the case, you only need to put all the blame on the late emperor, and then write an edict of guilt for the late emperor——Mr. Old case?"

"As for the subjugation of the country that Mr. said... this king can build another one if he can lay down one. At that time, there will be no Daqing Dynasty, no little emperor, and no cabinet. This king will come to talk with Mr. at night by candlelight, discussing the way of governing the country and making the country safe. .”

Yang Yanqing withdrew his hand from Xiao Jinghe's hand, and only glanced over to dissipate the condensed atmosphere in the carriage at this moment. His voice was soft and slow, like fine silk wrapped around a sharp weapon, almost shattering the cold Lie's imposing manner became soft and twisted his fingers: "Of course, there is no need to say too much about the prince's ability. Since the prince has made up his mind, why bother to block this road?"

"After the chaos in the inner court, neither Mister nor His Majesty could find the soldier talisman that was lost for no reason. Mister thinks that the king has been back to Beijing for many days. How many people from the Imperial Army, Imperial Forest Army, and the Longzhou Army closest to the capital obeyed this king? Order?" Xiao Jinghe didn't approach Yang Yanqing again, and put his arms on his knees casually, "There are a lot of chess pieces on the chessboard, sir, if you want to borrow them, you can."

"Let me see what the little emperor taught by my master looks like."

Yang Yanqing's fingers holding the teacup tightened, and his fingertips became hot. When he raised his eyes, he saw Xiao Jinghe snatch the cup of cold tea from him, shake it in his hand and drank it down. He said meaningfully: "Mr. is not in good health. This tea is cold, so don't force yourself to drink it."

Although Yang Yanqing didn't know what stimulated Xiao Jinghe and made him want to raise troops again, but now whether it is to appease Xiao Jinghe or suppress the cabinet is an urgent matter for him.

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Perhaps Xiao Jinghe didn't want to raise troops, but he wanted to take this opportunity to provoke the trust between himself and the emperor, which had gradually grown apart due to the emperor's growing up, and to tear openly the conflict between the governor and the cabinet. In front of the court officials, in front of the little emperor who has not yet controlled the government.

Tell the little emperor that as long as he takes a step forward and uses this opportunity to hold the knife handed over, he can get rid of the emperor who controls the government and the cabinet with ulterior motives together.

——Just sacrifice one Yang Yanqing.

Xiao Jinghe almost used the simplest and most direct conspiracy to force Xiao Yun to punish Yang Yanqing's heart.

"Did the prince bring a dagger?"

Yang Yanqing asked.

***

Inside the palace.

Xiao Yun was reading the memorial with his head down, his brows were frowned, his face was as cold as ice, although he was not yet in charge of the crown himself, he had initially formed the momentum of an emperor.

A young eunuch hurried in with his head bowed, whispered a few words in the ear of the big eunuch, saluted and left the hall.

The expression on the chief eunuch's face was very strange. In fact, he was not the personal eunuch who served His Majesty from the very beginning. Just two years ago, the emperor personally cut down the chief eunuch who was originally serving His Majesty. Fang appointed him to be promoted to chief eunuch, and he has always been very afraid of Yang Yanqing, the emperor's teacher.

"Zhao Liang." Xiao Yun raised his eyes and looked darkly at the chief eunuch below, "Why, you are not going to say something that surprised you so that I can hear it too?"

The young emperor's voice was clear, with an unpleasant sense of oppression.

Zhao Liang suddenly broke out in cold sweat behind him, and hurriedly walked to the case and knelt down: "Your Majesty, it is the news from the Imperial Forest Army just now, saying it is... that it is..."

Speaking of this, Zhao Liang's tongue seemed to be tied up, and he didn't know whether to say it or not to say it, or how to say it.

Xiao Yun sneered: "My words don't seem to work? This makes me a little curious about who is Eunuch Zhao's master?"

As soon as these words came out, all the maids and eunuchs serving in the palace knelt in panic, not daring to make a sound.

"Could it be the king's minister on the shore of the land, how can there be a second master! The minister must not dare to have such a second heart!" Zhao Liang quickly knelt down and prostrated on the ground, his voice | wanting to cry, "Please learn from me, Your Majesty! "

Xiao Yun had seen many faces of this palace man since he was a child, and ordered coldly: "Hurry up and tell me!"

Zhao Liang didn't dare to hesitate, he lowered his head and replied: "Master Yang is returning to the capital, and he is rushing to the palace right now."

"Oh?" Xiao Yun uttered a syllable with no clear meaning, but put the pen in his hand aside.

"However, Mr. Yang was quilt..." Zhao Liang lay on the ground trembling and sweating, "His Royal Highness was holding a fast horse all the way across the street from the city gate. Blood."

"Presumptuous! Who gave you the courage to spread the word about the emperor!"

Xiao Yun stood up, picked up the paperweight at hand, and threw it at Zhao Liang.

Of course Zhao Liang didn't dare to hide, but fortunately Xiao Yun didn't intend to smash him to death on the spot.The white jade paperweight fell apart on the smooth and hard ground, and the crumbs of jade splashed all over the ground, and the bones rolled to Zhao Liang's hand close to the ground.

Xiao Yun's chest heaved violently, and his fingers were firmly clasped on the edge of the table. After a long time, he asked softly, "Why did Uncle Wang come back with Mister?"

"That's right, His Royal Highness was training in the military camp outside the city today, and met Lord Yang who was attacked and injured not far from the city gate... I don't know the details."

Xiao Yun sat down slowly, submerged in the shadow of the tall and majestic dragon seat, and after a long silence, he gave an order: "The imperial doctor is waiting outside the hall, and... the three elders of the Xuan cabinet, the Minister of punishment, Dali The Minister of the Temple discusses matters in the Imperial Study Room."

"Sir, obey the order."

Zhao Liang arched his hands and bowed his head to lead the way out of the hall. When he reached the corridor outside the hall, he realized that the inner garment on his body was soaked in sweat and stuck tightly to his body.

Seeing this, the little eunuch who was waiting at the side stepped forward to support Zhao Liang with great eyes, and said softly, "Director Zhao."

Zhao Liang restrained his weak feet, grabbed the little eunuch's arm with his backhand, and said sternly: "Everything that happened in the palace today will be blocked|locked|news|messaged, and no matter who asks, you must not reveal half of it!"

"But Mr. Li Ge once ordered—" the little eunuch hadn't finished speaking halfway before Zhao Liang stared back with murderous eyes.

To put it bluntly, the previous imperial palace is no different from a sieve, but now His Majesty’s harem has no concubines or concubines, it is very clean, and there is nothing to chew on. Under the indulgence of the eyes, I often exchange some inappropriate news for some rewards.

Zhao Liang squeezed out his voice sadly through the gaps between his teeth: "Order, from today onwards, all affairs in the palace will be blocked|locked|messaged|messaged to the cabinet and courtiers, and no word of news is allowed to be sent out. Those eyes brought in by the cabinet have been monitored by our family, and those who are restless will kill them as soon as possible! Don't hurt other people's lives for nothing!"

Zhao Liang tightened his grip on the little eunuch's arm.

After five years of peace, the palace is finally about to blow again.

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The next book will be a column for the author who is interested in the comprehensive martial arts and focuses on "The Days of Being the Mistress's Wife in Heimuya"!

Customer Ci yearns for a peaceful life, but Mr. Gu has a habit. He can only sleep in dangerous environments.

On the first day of retirement, customer Ci, the great demon king of Infinity Stream Dungeon, went to Heimuya with his hands in his hands, and offered to recommend himself to the leader of the Demon Cult, Dongfang Bubai, in order to compete with the seven-bedroom concubine for the position of the leader's wife.

Dongfang Bubai, whose golden needles are rooted into the customer's death point: "...?"

***

All the sects went to Heimuya to besiege Dongfang Bubai, and Customer Ci found out that someone was trying to kick his soft job.

Can't bear it.

Holding the sword and looking around at the fallen Jianghu masters, the customer's eyes were blushing, and he asked softly, "You said just now, whose life do you want?"

Dongfang Bubai (retracting the golden needle on his fingertips and frowning): Who let this guy out?

Sang Sanniang closed her chin and silently... took a step back.

☆CP Dongfang Hierarch, probably a story of hanging on the Hierarch and eating soft food (bushi

☆Take the wildest beauties and eat the hardest soft rice

☆Madam gives the leader thrush, and can also accompany the leader in women's clothing!Super professional (loud)!