"No father, no king!

The side hall of the Qianqing Palace was in a mess, and it seemed to be trying its best to suppress the low roar, which made the few eunuchs and palace maids who were hiding far away tremble, like quails under a storm.

The master inside has always shown himself to be humble and gentle, and has never been so angry as he is today. At this moment, they only felt like the end of the world, everyone's face was a dead ash, and their eyes were full of desperate fear.

Not only were they afraid of the emperor's wrath, but they saw things they shouldn't have seen. This kind of thing is too numerous to mention in the deep palace.

The old eunuch Du Fu still stood quietly in the shadows, and his cold gaze glanced at the eunuchs and palace maids, and then lowered his eyelids again.

He is an old man in the palace, has served two generations of emperors, and deeply understands the way to protect himself. If you shouldn't see it, you never gave birth to it. At least, that's how it was with him.

A few fools like there can't figure this out, and the more they show fear, isn't it just reminding the emperor that they have remembered something? Such fools are also a waste of food when they live, and if they don't die, they will die.

It's just that he suffers from the one inside, and he can't help but sigh secretly in his heart. Recently, some people have indeed become more and more excessive.

They keep tempting, tempting, and tempting, and they go around and around saying that everything is for the sake of the community, but in fact, it is still for their interests.

They just think that with this banner, everything can be controlled. It's a pity that they ignore one point, that is, the Son of Heaven is also a human being, and he will also have seven emotions and six desires, as well as joys, angers, sorrows, and sorrows. Such a step-by-step persecution will one day completely wear out the patience of the Son of Heaven. At that time, I wonder what they will do with themselves.

Stupid! It's all stupid!" thought to the old eunuch in his heart. When he thought about it, his eyes couldn't help but glance at the kneeling person in the hall again, but a touch of sadness flashed in his eyes.

Things hurt like that.

Those who are domestic slaves have to bear the blame for those rebellious fools, and they have to bear all kinds of infamy externally. Even whenever there is a change, they are often the first to be liquidated, what kind of sadness is this?

Thinking of this, he was suddenly shocked. How did you come up with this? Your Majesty has only just been established, and he will definitely be prosperous in the spring and autumn. No, no, no, don't you think too much? It seems that you are really old, and you are all old and confused.

Du Fu thought so, but there was always an inexplicable tremor in his heart. The Son of Heaven has recently taken the pill again, although every time he uses the pill, his face will be ruddy and his spirit will be refreshed, but Du Fu just has a bad feeling, and he always feels that the state is not normal. Speaking of which, it seems to be an illusion of pulling out seedlings.

But he didn't dare to say it, not even the slightest hint of discoloration. Because he clearly knows the status of that person in the heart of the Son of Heaven. It was recommended by the benefactor of the Son of Heaven when he dived, who would dare to question it?

However, the safety of the Son of Heaven is not only related to the world, but also to his Du Fu's life. So he doesn't allow it, he will never allow the Son of Heaven to have an accident!

To control anger, we must think of ways to let the Son of Heaven control anger. Too much worry and anxiety will cause damage to the body of the Son of Heaven. He couldn't deal with the man for the time being, but he could still try his best to keep the Son of Heaven calm.

Thinking of this, he slowly raised his head, his eyes swept over the quail-like guys, and then he selected a person, quietly withdrew, and beckoned the person to come.

Whispering a few words in the man's ear, the man's eyes lit up suddenly, and he bowed to him with gratitude on his face, and turned to scatter his legs.

A flash of disdain flashed in Du Fu's eyes, glanced at the remaining few people, and then turned around and returned to the hall. At this time, only Niangniang can appease His Majesty. Compared to that person, only Niangniang can compete with him.

After all, compared with the predecessor who recommended that person, Niangniang has also been by His Majesty's side since then, sharing ups and downs. Compared to that person, the weight of the mother should be heavier.

Thinking so, he lowered his gaze and turned into a sculpture again.

In the side hall, Hongji's eyes flashed fiercely, and his thin figure burst out with overwhelming imperial might. It's just that the abnormal red on his face is a little weird when he looks closely.

All the things that happened on the Datong side have not been transmitted back to this day. Five days, five days! What is this crap doing? Why didn't you wake up to the situation?

Yu Mian's old dog actually played such a beautiful trick, it was very good, it was really good. The old guy is always from a famous family, but he doesn't know what his dead ghost Lao Tzu knows underground, and what face he has to face the first emperor.

Su Mo was indeed blocked and killed, but there was a shadow of the army among them, what were these people going to do? Could it really be a rebellion? All along, I was too merciful? Kill! This time, I must cut off a few heads to make some people sober up, this is still my Zhu family's world!

Thinking like this, his eyes were full of murderous intent and the momentum on his body also revealed a cold meaning. It's just that a sudden chest tightness floated, which suddenly made him feel slightly dizzy, and the momentum he had just lifted suddenly fell to the ground.

Mu Bin lay on the ground, his head and body soaked with sweat. With the coldness of that moment just now, he clearly sensed the killing intent of the Son of Heaven, and he couldn't help but have a heart in his throat.

"Check! Give me a look! I give you a month, I want to know what kind of ghosts are involved this time. Overhead, Emperor Hongzhi's voice was a little ethereal, faint, but full of cold as if it came from the Nine Shadows.

"Minister, obey the order. Mu Bin responded tremblingly, and the heart that hung in his throat finally let go slightly. It doesn't matter how the emperor scolds himself, as long as the emperor is willing to use himself, it means that his trust in him has not been lost. That also means that the head on the neck is safe for the time being.

"Chen Wan is dead, dare to ask the ....... of Dongchang" He secretly wiped a cold sweat and asked boldly. Previously, the emperor had already sent Wang Yi from Dongchang to the past, but now that he Jinyiwei wants him to intervene, it must be clarified who is the main and who is the deputy between Dongchang and Dongchang. Otherwise, when the time comes, Dongchang will throw a few stumbling blocks at will, and in just one month, he will be a god and helpless.

"Stupid! stupid!" Hearing him ask, Hongji suddenly became furious again. Stretching out his hand, he immediately swept the tea cup on the imperial case to the ground.

It is no secret that the factory and the guard have always been at odds with each other, and the two sides do not know how much dirt they have in the open. Even those civil servants use this from time to time to achieve some of their goals.

As an emperor, Hongji naturally knew it for a long time. But the emperor's mind is not afraid of the people below, but he is afraid of not fighting. As long as this kind of competition can be controlled at a certain bottom line, it will be a joy for the emperor. Even sometimes, they will deliberately guide it to provoke this kind of competition.

But if this kind of struggle turns into internal friction, it will often be unfavorable and will be exploited by others. And since Renxuan, this kind of malpractice has arisen countless times.

It is ridiculous that the purpose of setting up the factory guard in the first place was to fight against the civilian clique. This situation is truly ironic.

So Mu Bin suddenly asked this sentence, which immediately aroused Hongji's anger. Gasping for a few breaths, he pointed at Mu Bin and nodded, gritted his teeth and said: "I don't ask the reason, I just want the result! But who dares to neglect and will never be spared! You, understand?"

How dare Mu Bin say more, he only didn't even promise it, but he was sad and happy in his heart. The happy thing is that with the words of the Son of Heaven, I am not afraid that the people in Dongchang will stumble, but the sad thing is that if Dongchang comes to disobey and refuses to cooperate, this trip is really difficult.

The period of January is not short, but it is not long, and if you can't get a result at that time, I'm afraid that no one will be able to fall in the end. It seems that this time, after all, it is necessary to give up some benefits in order to obtain the cooperation between the two sides.

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a sound of footsteps outside, and then a eunuch reported: "Niangniang has arrived-"

With the words and the jingle of rings, Empress Zhang walked in with the support of the palace maid. His eyes first swept over the hall, and a flash of worry flashed in his eyes. Immediately greeted Hongji.

Hongzhi's face was slightly angry, he got up to greet him, turned his head and snorted to Mu Bin, who had just greeted Zhang: "Don't go yet!"

Mu Bin should be, got up in a hurry, and rushed out like an amnesty.

Here, Empress Zhang asked people to come in and tidy up, and personally helped Hongzhi to sit on the royal couch. beckoned a palace maid dragging a tray, took a porcelain cup on the tray, opened it and tested the temperature, then handed it to Hongji, and said with a slight annoyance: "The sky has fallen, but you have to be so angry?"

She and Hongzhi are in trouble and friendship, and the husband and wife are very affectionate, just like ordinary people. When he is not in front of others, he speaks very casually. is like this, and it comes out casually without care.

Hongji took the porcelain cup, sighed softly, shook his head but did not answer. He took off the lid and sipped it gently.

After drinking all the ginseng soup, he put down the porcelain cup, and a palace maid handed him a hand towel, Hongzhi took it and wiped it slightly, and then said gently: "Why did the queen come over? Taikang is okay today?"

The "Taikang" in his mouth is a new little princess who was born last year, but she was congenitally deficient from the beginning of her birth, and her body was sometimes good and sometimes bad, and she barely maintained it by relying on decoction and medicine.

Hongzhi and Zhang were extremely worried that this daughter would die as early as the second son, so they gave it the title of "Taikang", the meaning of which is unknown.

Hearing her husband ask about her daughter, Empress Zhang showed a look of pity and worry on her face, nodded and shook her head, and said softly: "I bought some soup before, and I have fallen asleep now." ”

Hongzhi fell silent, leaned slightly, patted Zhang's hand gently, sighed, showed a lonely look on his face, and said abruptly: "Is it because my virtue is insufficient, why do you want to treat me like this to heaven today?"

Empress Zhang's face changed, knowing that this was her husband and remembering the second son who died young, she couldn't help but feel a pain in her heart, but she hurriedly comforted: "Since Your Majesty ascended the throne, the country and the people have been safe, the officials have ruled Qingming, and the subjects have loved you. Heaven will also have mercy on my son, so don't worry, Your Majesty, take care of the dragon's body. ”

Hongji shook his head with a wry smile, got up and paced to the window, and stood with his hands in his hands. After a while, he said: "The country is safe and the people are safe, and the subjects love it?" Yes, I just need to make a tablet with this good reputation, and the subjects will love it even more. ”

A flash of anger flashed in Zhang's eyes, she was not a rural village woman who didn't understand anything, so she naturally understood what her husband meant by his words at the moment. She empathizes with the bullying of her husband by some people in the DPRK, but she is also helpless.

With a faint sigh, she forced herself to squeeze out a few smiles, suppressed the trace of resentment, and deliberately diverted the topic with a smile: "I heard that Your Majesty has recently boldly used a newcomer, that is, Su Mo, who made those strange paintings? ”

Hongji was stunned at first, and then his eyes shrank sharply. Looking into the distance, he whispered, "Su Mo......"

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