Chapter 91: The Mystery of the Desk

Soon, the news of the disappearance of the Sin Emperor Murong Feng and the favored concubine spread throughout the entire Xuanyang City, and at the same time, because of the disappearance of these two people, the Sin Emperor Murong Feng's favorite Xue Guifei also died of a sudden evil illness, and for a while, everyone couldn't help but sigh, what kind of fate did the invincible emperor end up with. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

However, the ministers didn't care very much about Murong Feng's fate, after all, he was really a very bad emperor, and now that the new emperor had been decided, they were still busy with the new emperor's enthronement, and they didn't have much to sigh about Murong Feng's fate, but they were just to blame.

Yes, the new emperor who is about to ascend the throne is Murong Qing, there are only a few brothers in this generation of Murong Feng, the second eldest of the queen's son, Murong Feng, who stepped down as the emperor of sin and disappeared, and Murong Feng's own brother, Murong Yue, who was the fourth in line, was turned out again and is still missing.

As mentioned earlier, the youngest King Chen has been ill for a long time, and since Murong Feng ascended the throne, he has rarely been seen, and it is rumored that he is about to die, and the oldest of them, Murong Mo, the king of Qi, has been guarding the border pass for many years and has not returned for many years, so now it seems that the best candidate to become the new emperor is Murong Qing.

"Your Majesty, take a look, this is the arrangement for the enthronement ceremony in two days, you think it is appropriate, and the ministers will arrange it immediately."

The trusted secretary of the Ministry of Rites, He Yan, is a young man, the real top of this year's scientific examination, he was topped by the second generation of officials and fell off the list, and he was originally thrown aside by Murong Feng, but Murong Qing promoted him.

"What's the matter, as the saying goes, don't use suspicious people, don't suspect people, you can arrange these things, I can trust you."

"Thank you for the emperor's support and cultivation, and I am willing to go to the soup for the emperor."

Although he has not officially ascended the throne, Murong Qing has already entered the imperial study, and there are many dragon robes and jade belts, and they have even begun to formally deal with state affairs, and he is a son of a poor family, otherwise he will not be covered by the second generation of officials, if Murong Qing does not keep him, maybe he would have committed suicide by throwing himself into the river in grief and anger, so this love of Bole, of course, is always in mind.

"Okay, this Xuanyang, I can look up to you humerus ministers to help me with all your heart."

Murong Qing smiled happily, buying people's hearts is so simple, I really don't know what Murong Feng's idiot has been doing all along, I only know that I listen to Xue Wen's treacherous rhetoric, but Xue Wen ran fast enough, and before he could send someone to dismiss him, his mansion was already empty.

"Thanks to the emperor's attention, the ministers must do their best."

I have to say that Murong Qing is indeed much stronger than Murong Feng, he has just changed the emperor, whether it is the court or the people, they must be very restless, and Murong Qing has done a good job, first killing the previous traitors who should be killed, withdrawing those who should be withdrawn, and also promoting many loyal ministers to the positions they should have, and even boldly using a group of new people, so can these people not work for him with peace of mind.

And compared with the people, Murong Qing actually exempted the people from paying taxes for a year and a half with a wave of his hand, on the contrary, he increased the taxes of the wealthy merchants, and he himself advocated thrift in the palace, so that the reputation of the people rose overwhelmingly, and the officials were also overjoyed with him, who would not like such an act?

"By the way, prepare an invitation card for me, my enthronement ceremony must be beautiful, by the way, remember to invite Boss Yue Zhimu of Jinxiufang."

Murong Qing suddenly remembered that he had invited Yan Rong and Yue Zhimu to watch the ceremony before, but at this time, he couldn't drop the chain, and there was absolutely no harm in befriending these people, so he couldn't learn from Murong Feng's stupid guy who turned his face for such a woman and the entire martial arts, and that woman was far less interesting than a woman like Yue Zhimu.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

He Yan nodded respectfully, and suddenly understood what Murong Qing meant, saying that he would definitely take this matter to heart, and then turned around and walked out.

Murong Qing raised his hand and looked at the sleeves of the dragon robe on his body, the auspicious cloud patterns on it were delicate and gorgeous, as if reminding him of the identity of the emperor all the time, although he was not favored by his father, but he must prove that he was definitely not inferior to that bastard Murong Feng.

Settle down.

An Qin's house is actually very simple, not a big or small courtyard, the front is for students to take classes, the most famous Anding Academy in the whole Xuanyang, and the back is the daily life of An Qin and An Qianyue.

For the place where he has lived for many years, An Qianyue is naturally familiar with it, because the Anding Academy in the front yard is now Chen Zhengsheng teaching instead of An Qin, so An Qianyue took Murong Yue directly into the backyard over the wall, and then tiptoed into An Qin's room.

Probably because someone cleaned it often, although An Qin's room had been idle for a long time, it was still spotless, as if An Qin had been living here.

An Qianyue walked to An Qin's desk and sat down, reaching out and stroking the pen holder and inkstone on the desk, everything here has traces of his growth, no matter which thing she sees, it can also remind her of some childhood memories, originally some happy memories, but now in her opinion, all the memories are so dazzling.

"Alas......"

A low sigh contained An Qianyue's helplessness and grievances, mixed with how much incomprehension and confusion, with these complications, An Qianyue stretched out her hand to the pen holder at the corner of the table, where there was a brush carved with exquisite patterns, but An Qianyue had never seen An Qin use it.

Moreover, An Qin never allowed An Qianyue to touch this pen, and once again An Qianyue secretly touched it, and was beaten by An Qin, which was the first and only time An Qianyue was beaten by An Qin.

"Yue'er, you have me."

Seeing An Qianyue like this, Murong Yue didn't know what to say to comfort her for a while, just stood quietly behind An Qianyue, put his hands on An Qianyue's shoulders, and patted them gently.

"Hmm."

An Qianyue nodded lightly, and then wanted to pull out the pen that had never been touched in the pen holder, people are often like this, what they can't get, what they can't see clearly, but they are obsessed with it, they must figure it out, they must get it.

'Smack'.

Just when An Qianyue pulled out the brush in the pen holder, a soft sound suddenly appeared on the desk, and then, just when An Qianyue and Murong were surprised, the desktop of the desk was also like being bracketed by a clockwork machine, constantly moving back and forth, making one after another clever embedded sounds.

'Click', another sound.

However, after this sound, the whole table returned to calm, as if it had never been moved, except that a small sandalwood box arched out from the inside of the desk, the slightly dark wood color glowing with oily black light.

"This ......"

An Qianyue and Murong Yue couldn't help but glance at each other in surprise, they really didn't expect that there was such a mystery hidden in An Qin's desk.