The villain king really doesn't want to rebel

Qu Shize didn't fall asleep, after he made the syrup for the next day's stall, when Qu Xiao fell asleep, he drank alone and waited for someone to come.

Luo Hanjue walked up the stone steps step by step, and she gently climbed over the wall of the Qu family's courtyard.

"Why did you ask me to come today?"

Qu Shize swallowed his drink, and pointed to a huge black stone box on the table.

"This is something your mother fiddled with. The general always carried it with him when he was marching. I don't know what's in it, and the general never told me, but he only told me that if one day he dies in battle, let him People brought it back to the capital."

"The general and the four lieutenants are all dead except me. I must return this thing to you now."

Luo Hanjue approached, and the things on the square stone table were really conspicuous. She touched the circle with her hands. It was hard, without lines or hidden buckles at all, except for a depression on the top.

She looked up at Qu Shize, "How to open it?"

"Open it with jade, use a piece of jade that your mother carries with you, you should know which piece it is."

"Is it on you?"

Luo Hanjue nodded silently. She had already hidden jade in her cuff, but she never thought that this thing would come in handy at this time.

There is a subtle feeling.

She gently placed the object on top of the stone box.

"Click——" there was a very slight sound, but it did not deceive the ears of the two warriors present.

Luo Hanjue took a step back, looking at the stone box in front of him that started to move automatically.

After a few seconds, a letter and a flower appeared in front of the two of them.

Qu Shize glanced at him, and he got up with the jug in his hand, "I have to go to the stall tomorrow, so you can leave later."

The man's voice quickly disappeared into the night, leaving only one person, one box and the lonely moonlight in the courtyard.

Luo Hanjue picked up the letter, which was very thin and light. She opened the seal and pulled out the paper inside.

The shop is full, all of which are beautiful styles.

Luo Hanjue only read the first two words, and her calm heart became anxious. She thought, she still recognizes, this is her mother's handwriting.

The female general sat down on the stone bench, and read the "letter from home" slowly under the moonlight.

Qu Shize leaned on the bed and sighed softly.

Luo Hanjue didn't know how she got back to the yard. She saw the carriage parked by the wall, and her expression suddenly dawned on her.

"Ma'am?" Luo Hanjue called out hesitantly.

Mrs. Xu walked towards her covered in cold dew, "Han Jue, why did you come back so late?"

She glanced behind her, there was no horse or the lieutenant named Lin Xian, Mrs. Xu thought about it, and knew that it was a secret operation.

Luo Hanjue looked at her, Mrs. Xu's face was genuinely anxious, and she immediately remembered the days when she and her mother were protected by Xu Qing in the backyard of the Luo family.

At this moment, Luo Hanjue really felt a little tired.

"aunt."

It was the first time she called her that.

Looking at the face with red eye circles who could not speak in front of her, Madam Xu didn't say anything, and cooked a bowl of sweet soup for Luo Hanjue by herself, and talked with others in the room after they were finished.

Luo Hanjue's troubled thoughts were boundless, she really wanted to find someone to talk to, many things were too complicated these days, just now I read the family letter written by my mother to my father.

She felt that the truth she wanted had been pushed before her eyes long ago, just to see when she made up her mind to tear off the last bit of tulle.

Luo Hanjue looked at the familiar elder sitting beside her, and asked softly:

"Ma'am, how did you and your mother meet back then?"

Mrs. Xu said "Yes", her eyes drifted away, as if she had fallen into the vortex of reminiscence, "This is a very long story."

"Back then, your mother was an orphan brought back from outside the Great Wall by your father. At that time, people in Bianjing had seen your mother, and there were many flowers and fruits. Every time she invited me to go out together, she had to pretend to be full before she came back. "

Xu Qing seemed to be thinking of the beautiful girlhood, and a slight smile appeared on her beautiful face.

"Later, Hero Mumei, General Luo came to my father's door and asked my father to dissolve my engagement."

Mrs. Xu spoke lightly of this embarrassing history.

Luo Hanjue's expression changed, she just took Madam Xu's position, if she had returned to the imperial court and Prince An's mansion had entered another master, she would not know that one day she would pick a silver gun into the mansion after she was drunk.

Although the result of this impulse was miserable, Luo Hanjue was just a stranger to Wen Yan who had not yet recovered his memory.

A courtier who dared to challenge her status like a general who had just returned to the court would only be a favored and proud courtier in the eyes of King An.

In Wen Yan's heart, this kind of person can only be punished.

"Madam is kind-hearted. I will remember the matter of helping my mother and me for the rest of my life."

Luo Hanjue stumbled and said something, after all she also felt a little embarrassed.

Mrs. Xu just smiled slightly when she heard the hesitant tone, and continued to chat with Luo Hanjue about other things.

"An Li is very smart, virtuous and virtuous, but she has always been in poor health. I studied medicine at a young age and helped her recuperate her body at the beginning, but her illness seems to be a chronic disease from a long time ago. I have used many prescriptions. There's no improvement coming back."

Xu Qing's sigh seemed to express his sincere condolences for his friend's unfortunate fate.

Luo Hanjue talked to Mrs. Xu for a while, and she felt much better.

Xu Qing stayed in the General's Mansion for the whole night.

After the only owner of the mansion fell into a deep sleep, Xu Qing boarded the carriage and went to the prime minister's mansion.

Before the autumn rain fell, the heat that hovered over central Beijing for a long time was extremely hot. Just standing outside for a quarter of an hour felt like walking out of a hot spring.

Since ancient times, when the weather is not predictable, the people have thought a lot, and it has become mixed. Later, even the nursery rhymes made up of "natural disasters" were heard in the mouths of children.

The matter seems to have been deliberately promoted by someone with intentions, and the common people believe in the term "natural disaster" more and more.It even alarmed the people of Dali Temple many times to solve the culprit of illegal gatherings and spreading rumors of "natural disasters".

After finally waiting for the people from the star observatory to come out and make a calculation, the emperor personally informed the people on the city wall.

——The matter of natural disasters is all malicious speculation by those who deceive the public. The sad weather these days is just a harbinger of rain before autumn.

Wen Zibo said something more or less soothing, and the words of the young emperor were very convincing in Bianjing.

Since then, the patrol officers who strengthened patrol among the public have never caught those crazy talkers again.

But Wen Yan's heart was still uncertain, especially after the days they promised, Liu Di did not come back.

Another week later, she received a message from the Dark Guard Intelligence Network.

After the oil lamp ran out, Wen Yan was still looking at the black ink with a few words written on it.

Qian Chun rubbed the fire to re-ignite the flame, and lit the candle again in the dark room, which also illuminated Wen Yan's ugly face.

As expected, the epidemic broke out.

The original source of the disease had been sealed off long ago. The local county magistrate was not considered stupid, and he knew how to let people who were infected with the disease go out. The dead would not be counted according to the village.

Everyone knows that among natural and man-made disasters throughout the ages, the fastest way to exploit a country's manpower is the root cause of the disease that has not been cured in time.

Just after dawn, the girl who had been sitting in the study all night made arrangements for Qianchun.

"Prepare the car, I'm going to face the saint."

The carriage of Prince An's Mansion drove straight into the emperor's bedroom, and the booklet was delivered urgently in front of him. The candles in the palace wall were ignited in succession until they entered the emperor's inner bedroom.

Standing in front of the imperial court, Wen Yan spoke heavily, and she waited until the emperor put down the booklet in his hand before she spoke.

"A secret guard of mine, Liu Di, was dispatched by me a few days ago, and now there is no news. The capital that was supposed to arrive yesterday has not returned yet."

Wen Yan's face was grim, she knew what it meant to be late.

"This is the news sent from the front tonight, Your Majesty, this epidemic is more severe than we imagined."

Before Wen Zibo could speak, Wen Yan summoned the "system" in her mind. When she called the name, she was a little stunned, as if she hadn't communicated with the system for a long time.

"Your Highness, I am here."

The familiar voice reassured Wen Yan, "In your so-called observation line, how much disaster has this epidemic caused?"

The special current sound of the system is Kaz Kaz ringing.

"Sorry, Your Highness, I cannot reveal this part to you."

Unable to disclose, Wen Yan knew it well, it seemed that this epidemic must be a catastrophe that Daliang must go through, but she was afraid that it was a man-made "natural disaster".

She first suppressed the uneasiness in her heart, looked at the emperor with an ugly face in front of her, sighed in her heart, and when she spoke again, Wen Yan's eyes were full of seriousness.

"Your Majesty, I pre-please this time to cure the epidemic and lead people to the occupied villages."

Without even thinking about it, Wen Zibo directly vetoed it with a wave of his hand. "No, the widow will order the people from the imperial hospital and the officials in charge of the epidemic to treat the epidemic. These days, the widow has ordered you to enter the palace every day. Recently, the queen mother misses you very much. You don't have to think about these things."

Wen Yan: "Your Majesty..."

Just as she was about to say something, the man patted the table. He seemed to be angry, and his chest heaved violently a few times, causing Wang Defu who was beside him to rush forward to smooth the dragon's back.

Wen Zibo held the corner of the table with his hands, coughed a few times, and spoke in a muffled voice while covering his handkerchief.

"No, there are so many outstanding people in Daliang. How can you lead someone to cure this epidemic?"

Wen Yan said in a solemn tone, "Your Majesty, the village where the epidemic first occurred is on the border with the Nanman border. Now the Nanman mission and the two princes and princesses are in our city of Bianjing to adjust the progress of the contract. Soon we will have to deal with both civil and military affairs." I tried it, my secret guards have been stationed at the front line for a long time, and I can supervise and strictly control the disease if I go there."

What's more, the flood just stopped some time ago, and the human and material resources consumed by the North Korea and China in the southern area are faintly exhausted.

At this time, if the opponent is given a reason to start a war, it will definitely not be a good thing for this country with weak internal friction.

In the final analysis, her eyelids twitched so badly, Wen Yan really didn't think that ordinary epidemics could drag Liu Di's circle of experts for a few days without any news. She intuitively told herself that if she didn't solve this matter sooner, she would go out of her way. Can't stop.

Wen Yan knew in his heart that Wen Zilan and Yu Xiang's party would definitely do something if they knew about the internal disease.

The emperor's twitching cheeks slowly calmed down.

Wen Zibo looked deeply at his younger sister, and said in a low voice full of pain and exhaustion, "Ayan, I only have you as my younger sister, and you and I are the only ones in the world who are related by blood. If I let you If I risk my life, I will have no face to see my mother."

Mother is Liu Shi, their mother who died early.

"Ayan, do you know my difficulties?"

For a long time, King An bowed his eyebrows in front of the most honorable emperor in the world, saying yes.

But many things in this world simply cannot be delayed.

In the second month of autumn, the news that the epidemic could not be controlled and spread was finally overwhelming on the desk in front of the imperial court.

Wen Zibo, who had just recovered from a serious illness, started heavy official duties again. Every day, he urged the frontline officials to hand over information every two or three days, but as he got to the back, it became a handover every five days.

The news of the epidemic also spread among the common people. The officials who were sent out were all infected with the disease. Everyone in the Tai Hospital searched the medical books but could not find a cure for this epidemic.

Finally one day, the southern barbarians came to him.