It's hard to see through and guess.

No one has ever really figured out the thoughts of this young emperor.

Never favoritism, never arbitrary.

But this time...

They saw from Lian Yi that there was nothing hidden, and there was a clear sense of partiality.

That should be the indifference and absolute strength hidden in the bones of the emperor.

Is this emperor's attitude towards General Qingluan really interesting?

Wish it?

After the courtship,

Everyone had different thoughts and had no intention of talking, so they hurried back to their home.

After returning to the Prime Minister's Mansion,

Su Yang ran out of the inner courtyard at the first time and couldn't wait to ask: "Dad, how about it, what does Your Majesty say?"

The Prime Minister felt bitter, but he couldn't show it on his face. He pondered for two seconds, frowned in embarrassment, and finally waved his hand and said, "Don't provoke that person in the future."

Su Yang was stunned.

Immediately afterwards, the Prime Minister sighed again, and said in a tone of disappointment: "I have warned you before not to provoke the upstart in the capital casually. You just don't listen, it's all right now."

Su Yang finally realized who the Prime Minister said was, and she said, "Dad, what do you mean?"

When the Prime Minister thought of what happened during the morning court, the Prime Minister's face became even worse.

"Don't worry, later... a calligraphy and painting is sent here, so you can keep it for me."

Su Yang is still a little puzzled now, but she soon understood the causes and consequences.

Seeing that elegant and graceful face with "kill" written on her boudoir wall was hung on the wall, it seemed out of place with everything in the hearts of the girls around her, adding a bit of murderous intent.

Outside the door,

The eunuchs and chief eunuchs who came out of the palace were still smiling and talking to the prime minister.

"This was written by General Qingluan and also a reward from His Majesty. The Prime Minister must let the daughter of the order to keep it well. If there is any loss, the slave cannot afford it!"

Isn’t this telling the Prime Minister openly and secretly that he has to flatter this calligraphy and painting as a treasure, and he cannot be damaged at all?

The Prime Minister's face gradually turned pale.

What a good guy...

"Don't worry, father-in-law." He squeezed out from his teeth one by one.

"The servants are of course at custody by a talented woman who is well-educated and proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so they are certainly relieved!"

Su Yang in the boudoir: "..."

Why did she add a bit of sarcasm when she heard these words from a eunuch?

So harsh!

After the manager's father-in-law left,

Su Yang was so angry.

But there was nothing to do with that pair of calligraphy and painting.

I could only smash things in the house.

The servants who walked past the room were all bowed and were clearly hearing the loud noises coming from the room.

"I'm so angry!"

"It's just a rough man, what's worth protecting!!"

"The handwriting looks great?!"

Su Yang's face became increasingly ugly, as gloomy as if ink could drip out.

Regarding this,

The Prime Minister just waved his hand calmly, "Let her be angry, it'll be fine if you wait."

And on the other side,

General's Mansion.

Having experienced morning court events,

Only Li Zhaojian's face does not change his color.

He thought to himself and returned home and went straight into the study.

I was thinking about what happened recently from time to time.

Then listen to his subordinates telling Su Yang a complete narration.

Li Zhaojian frowned slightly.

Qiao Bai...

The daughter of the Minister of War.

The slaughtered village.

The current General Qingluan.

Li Zhaojian felt that he had overlooked something.

Based on his age, Qiao Bai should have been just a very young child at that time. He was killed in the whole village, destroyed the whole family, and his parents were both dead. He was helpless and like duckweed. How did he survive so much? What did he experience?

This is inherently uncertain.

In addition, now he has something to do with Lian Yi again.

Originally, Li Zhaojian wanted to kill directly in secret, but now he may have to change some plans.

Faced with such a situation, he had to be cautious.

He has also fought with Lian Yi many times in recent years.

This new emperor...

It's really deep and unpredictable.

There was no sense of weakness and incompetence as the last emperor when he was alive, and the sense of decay of being arrogant, extravagant and debauchery.

I don’t know how that dead old thing has such a son?

I am really lucky for this dynasty.

Li Zhaojian was guessing in his heart what Lian Yi wanted to do?

Cultivate Qiao Bai?

Opposite him?

Separate the military power in his hands?

No matter which possibility it is, he has to take the initiative before all this happens and before Qiao Bai's wings are full.

After making up his mind, Li Zhaojian took the lead in instructing his subordinates to investigate all the news about Qiao Bai. He should not let go of all big and small since he was born.

Someone outside came in to report.

"Master, Master Wen Er wants to see you."

Li Zhaojian raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows: "Let him come in."

Facing such a son, Li Zhaojian was actually a little disappointed.

He had no inherited his ambitions and means at all.

To put it bluntly, I am just a weak scholar, and my intentions are not deep enough.

I'm afraid I won't be a great man in the future.

The autumn air is clear and the leaves of the trees have turned from emerald green to golden yellow. The autumn wind brings coolness, and the leaves are whirling and falling as the wind blows, returning to the embrace of the earth.

The autumn Jockey Club arrived as scheduled.

The fat and strong horse was eating grass leisurely on the grass, and Lian Yi led the generals to sit on the grass to rest.

While eating fruits, everyone talked about which horse has good foot strength.

The fragrance rising from the nine-turn top stove of the green crane porcelain scent is clean and pleasant, not strong, but refreshing, soothes the anxious mood, and refreshes.

A beautiful maid came to the girl in red with a plate of fruit, bent over and placed the fruit on the wooden table in front of the wild, and whispered respectfully: "This is a rare imperial fruit delivered by the knights of the Western Regions this morning. It only once a year. The general may as well try it. It tastes great."

The maid has a pretty face and a gentle temperament, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

The girl in red held Ci Bai Junmei's beautiful jaw with one hand, but didn't even look at the maid. She lowered her eyes a little lazy, and casually reached out and held a fruit to play with it. The hands in the sun were cold and white and slender.

Seeing this, the maid was not disgusted with it. She turned around and walked towards the next table with her knees respectfully.

Shuttle back and forth, serving fruit plates of wine.

After a moment, the maid came over with a plate of fruit, half bent down and saluted, put the plate on the wooden table in front of Lian Yi.

When I got up, my ankle suddenly tilted and I didn't stop. I staggered down without any precaution and threw myself on the table in front. The sachet hanging around my waist was shaking as my clothes swayed.

The incense rose, and a faint fragrance filled the air.
Chapter completed!