Squeak

The wooden window was pushed open, and the soft sunlight shone in. The maid in the palace dress was busy cleaning and tidying up the house. Zhao Ji put on a robe and tied up the two eunuchs. He turned his head and placed his vision on the woman lying on the bed, smiling gently. The woman on the couch quickly retracted her exposed white arms, wrapped in the quilt and flipped over, leaving only her pretty face outside, staring at the person wearing the royal robe.

"The official family is not going to court today, so why should we get up so early?"

Zhao Ji waved his hand and said, "I also want to spend a while with Shishi, but after all, there are many things to do. One person has to manage thousands of miles of country and millions of people, so how dare you slack off? As for Shishi, I allow you to sleep for a while."

Then, he quickly walked out of the room and turned to the corridor. An old eunuch with a round face had been waiting there for a long time. When he saw Zhao Ji coming, he quickly knelt down and said, "I have seen the official family."

"Get up."

Zhao Ji asked as he walked, "What's going on in the south? Then Fang La can hand over the prescription."

"This..." Cao Zhengchun hesitated, his face trembled slightly, and he whispered: "They... they... killed the messenger sent by the slave, and the messenger was still Cai Xiang's disciple."

"What?" Zhao Ji stopped and looked frightened and angry, "What do those people want to do? Don't you take me, the emperor, seriously?"

Zhao Ji took two more steps and stopped angrily, raised his arm and shook it, and suddenly let it go again. He seemed to think of something more important than this, and laughed anxiously: "Those bewitching sects almost destroyed my determination. Leave this matter to the people of the East Factory to do it. Be sure to take the prescription. What about the Ming Cult? The main character must be killed or suppressed by me. Don't cause trouble for me at this time."

"But, when the official family and I were in Hangzhou before, I heard a vague news and didn't know if I should tell you." Cao Zhengchun said carefully.

"Why, are you still hiding it from me?" Zhao Ji said, heading to the Imperial Study Room. Although he is not here today, he still has a lot of government affairs every day, especially when facing the Northern Expedition, he needs to reconcile, make up for the gaps, draw, and even detailed plans for military training, how to train, what generals to use, and where to start fighting.

As an emperor, although he would not go to the battlefield and do it himself, he must be clear about these things, and everyone must be clear about them.

"Ming Cult seems to be a sect supported by Moyun Cult..." Cao Zhengchun said tentatively.

Under the corridor, Zhao Ji was stunned and stopped, "You want to say that my concubine Ru is actually involved in it, right? Are you, an old slave, worried that she will be unfavorable to me?"

Cao Zhengchun knelt down quickly, "I am all concerned about the safety of the official family."

In his lowered vision, golden steps approached, shaking, and a voice came over, "I just knew that you did not punish you because of my safety. Don't mention this matter. Helian Ruxin was born in the Moyun Sect, and I have guessed that she wanted to spread the sect to the Central Plains and blew a lot of pillow wind. Do you all really think I am a fool? If she wants to kill me, I will die a long time ago. As long as the Moyun Sect does not rebel and does not tease me, I will not mention anything again."

"yes…."

Cao Zhengchun kowtowed and retreated. After hearing the door of the Imperial Study Room closed, he got up and turned back. When he arrived at Yanfu Palace, the beauty inside was wearing headdresses.

"I have met Concubine Shu."

Li Shishi gently combed a bunch of black hair in his hand and said softly: "Have you told the officials?"

"I haven't said anything about Li Yan, but the rest of the matter is said, but the official family doesn't believe it." Cao Zhengchun stood up, quickly picked up another wooden comb and waved the two palace maids to help comb their hair, and whispered: "I'm afraid even if I say it, we can't move Ru Fei until the incident happened."

"I've written by Brother Yi, there are only two words in the letter. "It's almost done" do you know what it means?"

Cao Zhengchun smiled flatteringly, and his old face squeezed out a bright smile, "I don't know, the great general manager is wise and wise, and everything is under the control of the great general manager. Of course, I don't have to know so much. However, I think I have to burn a fire for Li Yan."

As he said that, his palm gestured around his neck.

Li Shishi looked at the flattering old face reflected from the bronze mirror, full of viciousness and cruelty, and couldn't help but frown and said, "What did your righteous brother give?"

"This is what I think."

The bronze mirror was twisted away by the delicate hand and turned away. Li Shishi sighed, "You go and do it."

After the ugly man left.

Outside the open window, it is still sunny.

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However, the fire in the southeast and the sound of killing suddenly rose up in several states. A message that scared everyone was conveyed from the south to climb mountains and ridges. During this period, no one believed that a sect would do such a bold thing. But soon after, a place called Xikeng fell and the guard Cai Zun was killed.

The oath of a dark force gradually surfaced.

....

In half a month, the news that Bian Liang was conveyed was like a rock sinking into the sea, and no news came out again.

An urgent memorial was piled up on the desk.

The candle swayed and shone on the old man's face, and it was light and dark. "It really happened... I had to keep it in my mind, and a bunch of ant thieves was not worth worrying about... Is not worth worrying about it, Privy Council should step up its pace to go north, recover Yanyun, and then take the victorious army south to quell the rebellion."

Opposite the main hall, the tall figure moved, punched the table, and the teacup flew away.

Then he got up angrily and left, walked to the door, turned around and pointed back, looking at the person at the desk, "If you can't hide it, see how you end up. Don't forget that Dongchang has a lot of eyeliners."

Wang Fu walked to the stone steps outside the door, and in the sky, there was no misty air, without any stars.

Finger shaking, "whitewashing the peace"

………

In Hangzhou, heavy rain was pouring, and the sky was raining. On the top of the city, a warrior in black armor cut down with a knife, and a head rolled down, and the tip of the knife then moved to point at the kneeling second person.

"I will immediately move the person to this commander. Within three days, the number of people transferred out of Hangzhou will be transferred as much as possible."

“…After three days……The four doors are closed…”

The greased torch was clattering and igniting in the rain.

Under the fire, on a fierce face, the blue birthmark was like a ghost jumping. He turned his head and attracted several subordinates. The sound of rain accompanied his voice, "Drain the grave of the old thief Cai Jing's father."

On the city wall, Yang Zhi held the hilt of the knife and looked at the lights of thousands of houses below.

Under the rain, how many people will die and how many people will survive.
Chapter completed!