Jiao Shun gave a few compliments at the right time and then settled the matter.

The two exchanged glasses for a while, until they were six to seven points drunk, and then they returned to the city together.

For several days afterwards, Jiao Shun was so busy that his feet did not even touch the ground.

Originally, the ministry had already agreed with him that he would be relieved of his duties as the head of the Ministry of Industry's Affairs Department after the year. As a result of the recent commotion, the ministers and ministers were worried that cutting power at this time would make him think too much, so this matter

So I put it on hold for the time being.

As a result, everything from the year before and after was piled on Jiao Shun's desk in February.

In addition, Jiao Shun was distracted from guiding public opinion and controlling the emotions of the workers. When he was busy, he didn't even have time to go to Rongguo Mansion to show his authority, let alone take the initiative to find Feng Ziying to understand the situation.

In this way, it lasted until the ninth day of February.

That afternoon, while Jiao Shun was in the Administration Office reviewing official documents, he heard that Feng Ziying was outside asking for an audience.

Although Feng Ziying is also a child of the military, she has always been rough and subtle. Normally, she should not come directly to the Yamen. Now that she is here, there must be something important.

So Jiao Shun hurriedly ordered people to invite him in, and then backed away.

After Feng Ziying entered the door, she sat there with a pale face. It took a long time before she grabbed the tea cup and drank it all. Then she leaned forward and lowered her voice and said, "Have you heard about the incident where King Nan'an fell from his horse at noon today?"

"King Nan'an fell from his horse?"

Jiao Shun's heart moved and he quickly asked: "Is the injury serious?"

"I heard that if one is crushed, it will still be lame even if it is healed."

As Feng Ziying said this, she poured herself a cup of tea, then stared at Jiao Shun and asked, "Guess who did this?"

Are you still guessing after hearing his tone?

"Sun Shaozu?"

"It's that guy!"

Feng Ziying slapped the table and said excitedly: "Although I knew that King Zhongshun would definitely retaliate, I never thought that he would dare to attack King Nan'an now!"

"It's indeed a bit unreasonable."

Jiao Shun nodded slightly. He did not expect that King Zhongshun called Sun Shaozu to the capital just to plot against King Nan'an.

Although the two were at odds with each other at the beginning, and the King of Nan'an stole his funeral errand a while ago, isn't the most urgent thing at the moment, solving his own safety problem first?

After all this, does he still want to be the regent?

etc!

At this time, Jiao Shun suddenly thought of something and blurted out: "Since King Nan'an was injured, wouldn't the responsibility of attending the funeral of the Supreme Emperor fall to King Zhongshun again?"

Feng Ziying nodded: "That's probably the case. After all, he is the most suitable. At first, I just said that he was overworked..."

Halfway through the sentence, he showed a look of astonishment again: "Just for this?! He is the Queen Mother's nephew. If word spreads..."

"It's definitely not just for this!"

Jiao Shun had already figured out King Zhongshun's plan, and thought that this guy was not as generous as he appeared. If he was not caught, it would be a clever move to take back the power of mourning first.

But now this clever move has turned into a fatal flaw.

but……

Should we capture King Zhongshun now?

He thought for a while and said to Feng Ziying: "Lend me the following people, and then leave this matter alone for the time being."

"this……"

Feng Ziying looked hesitant.

"Listen to me."
Chapter completed!