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The emperor sat in the palace, his face full of Y clouds. 【Fengyun Reading Network. 】

This Fujian people are already panicking, and after this time, it is even more difficult for people to gather. If you don't give a name, the local martial arts people will definitely interfere with the rule of Fujian. As the southernmost place to be defended, the emperor can't hide.

The second or first grade in this palace, the emperor himself knows best, and most of the wine bags and rice bags are the majority. Let these people go to the county guard to complete some things, it is better to kill them. After thinking about it, the emperor remembered a person.

"Someone! Pass the decree and let Chen Ziyuan return to the palace! The emperor shouted.

This matter entered Chen Ziyuan's ears one step earlier than the holy decree.

He had been guarding this border for three years, and when he suddenly heard that he was going back by himself, Chen Ziyuan's first reaction was that something had happened.

The emperor sent himself to guard the palace and keep himself away from the palace.

After three years of operation, Chen Ziyuan has already had his own power and status here. At this time, he was suddenly summoned to go back, and Chen Ziyuan had to think about it more.

"Do you know what the emperor is for?" Chen Ziyuan asked.

There was a person standing next to Chen Ziyuan, with a complex appearance but a very well-proportioned body.

Standing here, he was an ordinary man. If he wore a black night suit, it is estimated that many people would know him.

Chen Ziyuan played with walnuts in Liangwen, and the folding fan that originally did not leave his hand was also put down by Chen Ziyuan after coming here. The news brought by this person made Chen Ziyuan think about it carefully.

"My lord, the news I know now is that there is a big problem in Fujian, and the emperor wants you to go back and deal with it." The man replied.

"Oh? Isn't he afraid that I will make meritorious contributions? Chen Ziyuan smiled contemptuously.

"I guess the emperor wants you to make meritorious contributions." The man smiled softly.

The things in it speak for themselves.

Waiting for the time for the arrival of the holy decree, Chen Ziyuan explained clearly the people he left here. Now this pass is not quiet, the emperor is unwilling to send more manpower, and there are increasingly heavy tasks at the border pass. Chen Ziyuan left here, faintly uneasy.

"If you really can't do it, just withdraw, don't give me all my money." This is the last sentence of Chen Ziyuan's instructions.

The Holy Decree overcame all obstacles, and I don't know how many ups and downs I have experienced along the way. When Chen Ziyuan saw the people who came, several of them had haggard faces, and the holy decrees in their hands were a little dilapidated.

"Fengtian carries the emperor, and the edict says:"

The trembling proclamation came, and Chen Ziyuan trembled and received the edict.

"Chen Ziyuan, do you understand?"

"Minister, thank you, Lord Longen."

After going through the motions, Chen Ziyuan took the holy decree. The person who came to announce the decree looked nervous and covered up the broken parts of the decree.

"Okay, it's okay, it's okay. Prince Chen, please clean up early, this is an urgent edict. The person said.

Chen Ziyuan thanked him, took the holy decree, prepared the things that had been packed up a long time ago, and prepared to go on the road.

The emperor was waiting in the palace in a hurry, if it weren't for the fact that Chen Ziyuan would inevitably pass through the imperial city after he returned, Li Long would have the heart to let him go directly to Fujian to take office.

Chen Ziyuan sat in the carriage, thinking about the situation after he returned to the palace.

The border is urgent, everything needs to be guarded by himself, and the emperor should not have reached the situation where he has to go back by himself. No matter what big things happen in Fujian now, the emperor shouldn't think about himself.

"This is the case, there is more luck and less luck." Chen Ziyuan sighed secretly.

Gao Lin was his minion in the palace, and although Gao Lin didn't bring much use, he was his confidant. Gao Lin was sent to Fujian some time ago, and then died there. Although the official said that Gao Lin was assassinated and died, no one knows exactly why he died.

Chen Ziyuan has been away for three years, hiding his edge and secretly spreading his power in all corners. This next time, if something really happens, I don't know how many people will avenge themselves.

After thinking about it, Chen Zi left a lot of news before leaving. This time, if Chen Ziyuan can't come back, someone will notify them.

The emperor has also made a lot of preparations, and in the past three years, he has recruited a prince with a different surname to return to the palace, and Li Longke has not dared to slack off at all.

"Your Majesty, concubine, there is something unclear." Seeing that the emperor was busy coming and going, the beauty that the emperor had been pampering was a little impatient.

"Say it."

"Since the emperor wants to send someone to govern Fujian, why does he have to let this Chen Ziyuan come back?" Beauty asked.

"If this is the case, don't ask, women are not allowed to interfere in government affairs." The emperor turned around, touched the beauty's head, and said, "I'm doing this for your own good." Otherwise, the harem gang will not let you survive. “

The beauty smiled and turned away, her eyes full of fierce light.

She didn't look forward to Chen Ziyuan's arrival at all, this man had some other connections with her.

"Then the emperor, Chen Ziyuan is here, aren't you afraid of anything else?"

"Afraid of what?" The emperor's face changed.

Chen Ziyuan has been away for three years, and he has his own merits after returning. Now that I want to go to Fujian, if I crack the big case there again, I will become famous, I have military power in my hands, and I am the prince with a different surname. It's not a good thing to go on like this. The beauty replied.

"You know a lot." The emperor smiled, stepped forward and hugged the beauty, and had more opinions on this woman in his heart.

Soon, time passed. Chen Ziyuan slept all the way to the Forbidden City.

Picking up the holy decree in his hand, Chen Ziyuan shook it. At some point, the decree was broken. It is a great disrespect to the emperor to take it in this way. Chen Ziyuan's face became very ugly, and his hand holding the holy decree trembled.

"It's an eventful season, and it's an eventful time. It's hard to do it, the sky is going to kill me. "Chen Ziyuan is holding the holy decree, neither is it close, nor is it retreating.

At the gate of the Forbidden City, the emperor had already asked people to come out to receive Chen Ziyuan. Everyone lined up on both sides, and they were all a little puzzled when they saw Chen Ziyuan grinding on the carriage to meet the holy decree.

"Lord Wang, but what's the matter?" The visitor asked.

"It's nothing, let's go." As soon as Chen Ziyuan turned around, his expression had returned to normal.

Holding the holy decree in both hands, his face was serious, and his body was straight, Chen Ziyuan walked forward. There were people on both sides who came to say hello and congratulate. Chen Ziyuan could only simply return the salute, holding the holy decree in his hand, and he must not make a big move.

Step after step, Chen Ziyuan's face was impermanent, and his steps were steady. In my heart, it is seven up and eight down.

He was edicted to return to the palace with the holy decree, and when he arrived in the palace, the emperor and the civil and military ministers would wait for him. I have to read the holy decree in front of the court, and I have to hand over the holy decree to my father-in-law there, so that there is a beginning and an end. Now the decree has been broken, lest it be discovered. The dilapidated decree is disrespectful to the emperor. This thing is big when it is big, and small is small.

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