Miao Zhi knew that Ning Er couldn't hide her words, and she still had a lot of things she didn't know. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info then called Xiang Yan to him and asked carefully about the conversation between the **** and the frost poem.

The matter has come to this point, and Xiang Yan can't hide it anymore, so she only told Miao Zhi the original thing, and everything is up to her.

Miao Zhi didn't expect Yuan Hongxuan's letter to arrive on the second day, the letter was written to Xiang Yan, but Miao Zhi had already guessed the content of the letter, Yuan Hongxuan would not choose to use her blood to save his life.

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On the way back to Xinjin, Shen Yuqian learned that the general Liang Wen rebelled in order to save his sister Concubine Liang, who was about to be buried with him, and led tens of thousands of elite soldiers to surround the palace tightly, but then because the soldier had already been captured by the person next to the pillow Nie Shi to steal Liang and change the pillar, he was imprisoned and beheaded at the noon gate yesterday, and Concubine Liang was also buried in the imperial tomb with the first emperor. As for the distant prince Beiyiyuan, it was because he had meritorious service in saving the driver at that time, and the merits and demerits were comparable, and now he has been sent to the fiefdom by the current saint to be an idle prince.

Zhen Yuqian did not expect that in just a few months, such an earth-shaking coup d'état took place in Beixin and Dongyuan. The fall of two generations of emperors has finally become a speck of dust in the sea.

The new emperor ascended the throne, and many calendars were promulgated by the imperial court. On the way home, Shen Yuqian didn't see much change in the lives of the people, but the new emperor seemed to have added taxes, and many people could hear complaints from many people in many places he passed.

The carriage traveled at a leisurely pace, and it was not long before they arrived at the vermilion gate of the Bachelor's Mansion from the city gate.

"Master, it's here." The coachman shouted through the curtain, and only then did Juan Yuqian get up and get out of the carriage.

The two stone lions in front of the Bachelor's Mansion are still very competent at the door, and the gilded plaque is still hanging under the eaves, but Shen Yuqian knows that there will never be such a pretty woman who rushes out to greet him happily, and no one will hold his arm and play tricks, and call him eldest brother in a crisp voice.

At this time, Shen Fengyi was still as busy as before and was not in the house at all, and Shen Yuqian looked at the familiar courtyard, but there was no longer a sense of closeness in the past, and there was only a trace of regret and nostalgia in his heart.

Imperial Palace, Xuande Palace.

"Damn, damn it, burn all these twists and turns for me, burn them." Bei Yiyao vigorously pushed all the folds on the table that were as high as a hill to the ground, and his face was fierce that could not be concealed.

"Your Majesty, these are the twists and turns of the ministers, they can't be burned!" The great eunuch Xizi said resignedly on the side, hunched over and didn't know what to do.

"I said that it was burned, you dare to resist the order?" Bei Yiyao glared at him angrily, his eyes were terrifyingly red. He couldn't get angry, and threw the book he had just picked up in his hand into the face of the great eunuch Xizi.

"Your Majesty, the minions don't dare, the minions don't dare, the emperor is angry! Rest your anger! Xizi knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, her head banging on the cold floor.

As soon as Shen Fengyi stepped in, he saw that the king of their new country was losing his temper at a eunuch.

Bei Yiyao watched him come in, although the anger on his face had decreased a lot, he was still very angry, and sat back in his seat while scolding while kicking the twists and turns at his feet.

The eunuch Xizi can be regarded as grasping a life-saving straw, and when he saw Shen Fengyi waving his hand at him, he hurriedly used both hands and feet, and stumbled out of the gate of the Xuande Palace.

"In recent days, the ministers have heard rumors from all over the world, should the emperor also restrain his temperament? In Weichen's opinion, let's change the matter of increasing taxes and paying taxes! ”

Shen Fengyi was respectful, without the slightest intention of transgressing, he just spoke to the emperor as a minister. But this move changed in Bei Yiyao's eyes, he was like a sensitive beast, after hearing the words 'change back', the anger that had been suppressed rose again.

"Change back? I am the Son of Heaven, I am a man of my word, how can I say that I will change it back, I will change it back, and I will really laugh at it. Bei Yiyao's face was pale, and every word seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth.

"Your Majesty, with all due respect, if you don't repeal this decree, I'm afraid that this Beixin Heaven will be in chaos." What he said is true, the people are full of complaints about this tax increase, and there is a tendency to intensify, and he also sent people down to observe the people's feelings, and the promulgation of the decree on increasing taxes this time has indeed made the lives of the people at the bottom who are already poor and poor even worse.

Just such a sentence immediately made Bei Yiyao a fried battle rooster, his eyes were not good, and he walked to Shen Fengyi in three steps and two steps, "I'm afraid that this Beixin Heaven is not disturbed by the people, but someone deliberately did it!" ”

He said with words, pointing the finger at the person in front of him, and even his eyes had a strong look of contempt.

Seeing that he didn't eat oil and salt, and so blatantly put all the blame on himself, the emotions that he had been trying to suppress were a little unbearable.

"What does the emperor mean by this, is he warning Weichen?" His eyes moved slightly, and he looked sideways at Bei Yiyao on the side, a sneer on his lips.

Bei Yiyao was forced back a little by the coldness on Shen Fengyi's body, but no matter how he said it, he was also the king of a country, so he just didn't answer with a straight face.

"I think the emperor, you have forgotten how this world came about! And the minister can tell the emperor clearly, if I want to get what Feng Yi wants, I don't need to use such clumsy means! After Shen Fengyi finished speaking, he shook the robe behind him fiercely, and he didn't do anything, so he turned around and walked away.

This is clearly to tell Bei Yiyao that he just doesn't want to be the emperor, and if he wants to do it, it won't be his turn.

"You're ......!" In the quiet inner sanctum, only the face was left, and it was difficult to see the extreme North Shine. His chest rose and fell in anger, and when he turned around, he pushed several antique vases to the ground and smashed them.

Okay, you judge Feng Yi, you wait for me!

All the concubines of the former emperor were buried with them, and the palace was a lot deserted all of a sudden. In previous years, when it came to summer, no matter where you went in the palace, you could meet the ladies and nobles who came out for a walk and enjoyed the scenery. Now, I'm afraid that only the Lotus Fragrance Hall where Concubine Yan lives is the most lively!

Behind the shadow of the beaded curtain gauze tent, you can vaguely see a lazy and graceful figure leaning softly on the beauty couch covered with a mat, her eyes are like silk, her lips are red like fire, and her cheeks are lightly brushed with some peach pink rouge, like the most capable hibiscus flower on the branch after the rain, trembling and stretching.

The two little maids on the side stood with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, holding two finch feather fans in their hands and fanning them rhythmically.

"What time is it?" The beauty's red lips opened lightly, and the snow-white softness slowly fell on the lip flap, and a yawn was gently exhaled.

"Mother, it's almost noon." The palace maid who had been waiting on the side answered, and stepped forward to quickly take Pan Yiqian's outstretched palm. (To be continued.) )