And if there was a problem with a batch of weapons, they were also sent to Shanzhou, which is a major event related to the safety of Shanzhou and Datang. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When Chen Jingxuan came in the afternoon, he got the news.

Emperor Jia'an in the palace summoned Du Xuanzhen, obviously angry.

Yan chased Fu Minghua's hand: "After I send you back first, I will go to the palace." ”

Fu Minghua was a little worried, but he also knew that he couldn't help in this situation, so he could only try not to distract him from taking care of himself.

"Be careful yourself, it's cold at night, and you put that sable fur on."

She endured the worries in her heart and told him, "I'm waiting for your news in the mansion." ”

Yan Chai's gaze slowly and slowly became warm, and he squeezed Fu Minghua's hand, but in the end he just said calmly: "Don't worry." ”

He didn't say anything harsh, but this tone was obviously several times more terrible than if he said it.

Fu Minghua returned to the courtyard, and Yan chased her into the door before coldly ordering: "Go." ”

When Fu Minghua returned to the house, when he was about to reach out to untie the thick fur belt he was wearing, he found that his hands were shaking badly.

Yan Chai's momentum was too strong, even if he was actually very restrained against her.

There was a problem with a batch of weapons in the military department, and I knew that it should be Rong Tuying.

Yan Chai served as a squire in the Ministry of War, from the day he entered the Ministry of War, the Ministry of War Shangshu Luo Li did not dare to be big anymore, everything in the Ministry of War was handled by Yan Chai, even if Fu Minghua had never inquired about Yan Chai's errand on weekdays, but he also knew that this accident, Yan Chai must be inseparable.

can make Yan chase angry, I'm afraid it's not a small matter.

The Rong clan led by Concubine Rong and Rong Tuying is like a group of fierce wolves, and the counterattack came so quickly that Fu Qixian's matter will pass.

The snow fell heavily at night, and the surroundings were so quiet that even Bilan, who was sleeping on his pedal and was on duty tonight, subconsciously slowed down his breathing.

Fu Minghua pretended to have something in his heart, but forced himself to sleep.

The people in this courtyard are still pointing at her, if she panics, Mama Jiang and the others will be even more worried.

It's just that I didn't sleep well at night, and I dreamed all night, occasionally dreaming that Emperor Jia'an was furious, reprimanding Yan Chai, and dreaming that the soldiers of Shanzhou went into battle with weapons, but the weapons broke for no reason.

In the morning, Bilan got up to tuck the quilt for her, and as soon as she moved, Fu Minghua woke up.

"What time is it?"

She closed her eyes and asked, and Bilan said softly, "It's still early, it's only about six o'clock, you can sleep for a while." ”

Fu Minghua shook his head, always feeling that his heart was not very steady.

Emperor Jia'an rested in Zichen Palace last night, and he also got up early in the morning.

As the emperor who ruled the world, he was very strict with himself, and no matter how late he slept at night, he would get up at the hour of the morning.

Last night, he urgently summoned Du Xuanzhen and Shangshu Ling Dou Wenyang, the door ordered Xu Hao and the military department Shangshu Luo Li, Dali Temple Qing Duan Zhengyu and others to enter the East Pavilion to discuss matters, and it was not until the fourth watch that several adults left the palace.

Emperor Jia'an looked at the excerpt again, and only at the beginning of Yin Shi did he lie down for a while, and at this time he lay down for less than two hours, and then got up again.

Huang Yixing didn't dare to slack off, and personally served Emperor Jia'an.

The emperor's face was calm, he looked down on joy and anger, and only wore an apricot yellow bedclothes.

He held his boots, watched the waiter lift Emperor Jia'an's legs, put on shoes for Emperor Jia'an, and his movements were very skillful, and after the two feet were put on, Huang Yixing whispered: "Everyone, King Qin is here, he waited in front of the Xuanhui Hall last night, and he has been waiting for more than three hours." ”

Huang Yixing said this calmly, only to feel that his heart was beating very fast.

He has served Emperor Jia'an for many years, and he has won the trust of Emperor Jia'an on weekdays, but he never dared to guess the thoughts of this emperor.

Emperor Jia'an didn't speak for a long time, Huang Yixin was a little apprehensive, and after a while, Emperor Jia'an sneered: "Let him in." ”

He couldn't give up his son after all.

Huang Yixing breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and hurriedly said, "Hey, ambiguous." ”

Zichen Hall is the resting residence of Emperor Jia'an on weekdays, located in the inner side of Xuanhui Palace, the north is the harem of the Tang Dynasty, Emperor Jia'an easily does not summon foreign ministers to enter here on weekdays, and it is very rare to have a few occasional times.

Because entering the Zichen Palace requires passing through the upper cabinet door of the Xuanhui Palace, entering the Zichen Palace is also called entering the Pavilion, which is deeply favored by Emperor Jia'an and is very dignified for the ministers.

Yan Chai had been waiting outside the Xuanhui Hall for more than three hours, and it was cold and snowy in Luoyang in December, his face was pale when he came in, but his eyes were amazingly dark.

Emperor Jia'an was only wearing his bedclothes, and was bowing his head to drink water and rinse his mouth, ignoring him.

Yan Chai took the handkerchief handed by the palace people to wipe his hands, and then personally held the copper basin he wanted to wash his face for Emperor Jia'an, and waited quietly for him to freshen up.

The two fathers and sons didn't speak, until Emperor Jia'an finished brushing his teeth and rinsed his mouth, and took the handkerchief to wipe his face, and the palace people packed up their things and went down, Huang Yixing could see that the two fathers and sons had something to say, so they took a thick fur coat and draped it on Emperor Jia'an's body.

"You're still holding your breath."

Emperor Jia'an sneered, sat on the kang, and lifted the sliding thick fur with both hands.

He did not refuse Yan Chai's service, which proved that the anger shown by the emperor was only superficial, Yan Chai could see it, and Huang Yixing could naturally see it, so he didn't dare to disturb the two of them talking.

Yan Chai stood up straight and did not make a sound.

Emperor Jia'an looked at him for a long time, and saw that his thin lips were pursed, his eyes were gloomy, his cheek muscles were slightly relaxed, and his eyes showed satisfaction.

After the incident, he did not evade responsibility, nor was he panicked for fear of his own reprimand, what this person did behind this incident not only did not make him panic, but ignited the killing intent in his heart.

That's good.

"Du Xuanzhen has already said some things, I want to hear you say it again."

When Yan Chai entered the palace last night, he had already expected this, and as soon as Emperor Jia'an asked him to speak, he calmly spoke:

"From the beginning of the casting of these weapons, the minister asked Yuan Guang to personally manage this matter."

Half of the weapons and armor carried out every year are made by the Yin clan.

In a certain aspect, if this goes on for a long time, Datang and the Yin family will form a situation of mutual coercion.

If this goes on for a long time, a vicious circle will be formed in the general of the previous dynasty, and the Yin clan will develop and grow in such a time, and it will be parasitic for many years with the existence of the Tang Dynasty.

Emperor Jia'an did not want to be held hostage by the Yin clan and always wanted to change the status quo.

A few years ago, Emperor Jia'an received an excerpt from Taiyuan Thorn Shi Feng, saying that he had found the Ou clan, the descendant of the sword-casting master Ou Zhizi during the Warring States Period, and mastered the special method of casting weapons. (To be continued.) )