The chill of night hovered over the palace.

In Yanfu Palace, the burning oil lamp surrounds a warm atmosphere. Cao Zhenchun bowed like an old tree under the lights. The other palace maids and eunuchs dared not come out and stayed around. Concubine Shu was half lying on the couch, and her lower abdomen was bulging more and more obvious, and she was becoming more and more inconvenient to move, but at this moment her face was filled with a sense of happiness.

On her bulging belly, the man listened and rubbed his hands.

"I think that over the past period of time... maybe I did something wrong. I don't know if it's wrong."

The emperor gently pressed on the woman's lower abdomen, listening to the movement of the little life inside, but his face did not have the usual smile. Obviously, he was in a bad mood. A woman stretched out her hand and gently stroked the slight hanging hair on Zhao Ji's forehead. He told her in a tone of only his wife to her husband, "The official family is actually a human being, and it is inevitable that he will make some such mistakes in life. Fortunately, the covenant has arrived in the court, and Tong Shumi should march. Our child will have a father of the king who expands the land. Why should the official family be depressed?"

Zhao Ji shook his head, stood up, pinched the plain hand on his forehead into the palm of his hand, and stroked it. After a long time, he slowly whispered: "What I said is not the Northern Expedition. It is the West Factory and the East Factory."

When he said this, Zhao Ji must have felt a little depressed, sighed, and smiled bitterly for a moment: "The emperors of all dynasties are balancing the court and the country, and have been balancing for the rest of their lives. I am also following their steps behind, walking on thin ice, afraid that he would destroy the Zhao family's country."

"Balance... The official should not say this to me, and I should not listen, otherwise I will let the censor know that I will punish me and interfere in politics in the harem." After he said for a while, Li Shishi chuckled and joked, but his hand did not come back.

Zhao Ji also smiled at this time, pointed to her bulging belly and said, "How can I be a qualified crown prince in the future? Can those people still gossip?"

"Your Majesty is really wise, you can say anything like this." Li Shishi's smile became stronger and his eyes became much gentler.

Zhao Ji, who was sitting, seemed to be chatting and laughing with Shufei in a gentle and harmonious manner, but in fact the pain in his heart was hard to describe. As he said before, he was balancing the East Factory, and this step he would do in front of every emperor. Zhao Ji had ambitions in his early years and reached the peak at the beginning of his ascension to the throne, but at that time he did not dare to move around, and there was no chance. Now that the opportunity has come, he does not allow any problems in the rear.

The rear area naturally includes the East Factory.

The birth of the West Factory was not because he needed Wei Zhongxian more, but because he felt that it was time to need something to balance the rights of the East Factory. He felt an increasingly uneasy feeling in his heart. The little eunuch who was once in the age of fifteen or sixteen was now becoming increasingly difficult to figure out. Even whenever the other party kneeled down respectfully and called him a servant, Zhao Ji always felt a chill on his neck.

From then on, he had the intention to close the East Factory, but if the East Factory was closed, the news of the day would fall into the hands of those civil officials. However, sometimes when you think about it carefully, Xiao Ningzi was an eunuch after all, a rootless person. No matter how powerful he was, he would have no descendants and his identity was the humblest. With the wisdom of the other party, it would be impossible for him to see through the consequences of rebellion.

He let the situation go naturally.

Until now, Wei Zhongxian has come into Zhao Ji's sight. He is good at martial arts, is good at observing words and expressions, and has some methods, which are the best candidates to check and balance the East Factory.

But people are flawed after all. Zhao Ji received information today, and the West Factory built an yamen and forcibly occupied the neighboring house. He had read the drawing at the beginning, but there was no problem, but in the end, the problem arose.

Conceal the superiors and deceive the subordinates!

Zhao Ji also has news channels in his hands. How could he not know about these things? But he could not do it if he really wanted to close the West Factory immediately and punish Wei Zhongxian severely.

Because there is a problem of face.

Therefore, he was very worried and didn't know how to deal with it. He said this with Li Shishi, which was nothing more than the close relationship between the two of them. It might be possible to get some inspiration or comfort when speaking it out. The relationship between telling it to outsiders is naturally different. The emperor cannot admit that he did something wrong.

"The official is anxious and Shishi is also sad. However, Shishi feels that since some things are already a mess, it is better to leave them there. Over time, you will naturally see more clues. Good, let's continue to keep the bad ones. If the bad ones are bad, you will curb the bad ones."

A gentle woman naturally speaks gentle. Zhao Ji has no way to deal with this matter at the moment, so he can only nod and agree with Li Shishi's statement.

Perhaps, new changes will really occur soon.

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It was late at night, and the clouds were quiet, and the stars were shabby. The lights in the Dongjishi Factory were dim, but the candlelight in the White Tiger Festival Hall was reluctant to go out, as if waiting for something.

Bai Ning was wearing a regular dress, with her crown tied her hair away, and stood quietly at the desk table looking at a roll of Wuying's map to the north. The shadow of the tree cast on the window paper suddenly moved without the wind, and Hai Dafu pushed the door open and came in.

"Great blessing, haven't you been to bed yet?" Before the visitor asked for advice, he asked before he raised his head.

"The governor has not returned to the house yet, how can I go back first?" Hai Dafu came in, bowed, and closed the door cautiously. He approached Bai Ning and whispered to report some recent events.

"Master, according to the news from Liusanmen, a large-scale revenge killing occurred in Jiangnan, and a total of forty-seven gangs were wiped out. Even the Taoist priests in Lingyi Mountain were injured."

Bai Ning put down the map, leaned back on the back of the chair, picked up the teacup and took a sip, "It was done by the Sun and Moon God Sect. It has cleared the small sect that has caused trouble. The next step should be to go north."

Putting down the teacup, he stood up and stretched out his index finger to sway: "I'm going to order the six doors not to look at them and move easily. I'll send people from the Sun and Moon God Sect to come to Bianjing and tell Wei Zhongxian's eyeliner that it's time to put some smoke bombs and let the two gangs fight first."

He said this with a tough tone.

The next day, Bai Ning did not go back and was still staying in the East Factory. He wrote many plans on his desk, but in the end, it turned into a mess, and it was not very useful in the true sense. Recently, he has been busy re-adjusting the work done by Hai Dafu, and found that there were too many things in the East Factory and there were many benefits involved. It has been a long time since I wrote it.

The sky outside was already shining.

Then, the changes he made all night were put away and handed over to the people below, and walked out of the door, got on the carriage and prepared to go back. It was still early on the street and there were not many pedestrians. I didn't know when the carriage stopped, and more than ten shouts on both sides of the street were rushing towards the carriage.

"The person in the carriage is Bai Ning, the admiral of the East Factory, killed him."

"Eliminate the harm to the martial arts world!"

"We will hold the lackeys in the East Factory, and you guys rushed over and get rid of the eunuch leader."

The early morning wind carried a strong murderous intent and rolled up the curtains. A fierce battle suddenly broke out in front of the convoy. Bai Ning narrowed his eyes and sat there. At that moment, someone rushed over and slashed the wall of the car.

Someone climbed into the car and lifted the curtain and was about to kill him.

But then, a palm stretched out, grabbed the other person's face, mixed with the sound of bone shattering, the other person's entire body rushed from the carriage and fell backwards from the carriage, and blood spilled in the air.

Just out of his face, he was pinched and deformed.
Chapter completed!