On the second day, the news that the queen mother was critically ill soon spread all over the streets and alleys of the capital, and at the same time, a meteorite was dug up in the backyard of Prime Minister Yihun's mansion for no reason, which was engraved with the words "Ming Lord Linchao". Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info All of a sudden, Prime Minister Yihun is the lord of heaven, and the rumors and nursery rhymes that reign over the world are sung on the streets of Pingcheng. The Manchu Dynasty civil and military did not see the emperor for many days, coupled with the rumors that spread for a while, they were also panicked, and some officials who saw the wind and the rudder began to cling openly and secretly, and came to visit Yihun.

But Yihun didn't buy it, but closed the door and refused to be a visitor, and took his wife out of the side door in a small sedan chair and went straight to Shangshu Zuo Cheng Jia Xiu's house. After not being able to face the saint for several days, although Jia Xiu and a major minister were generally anxious, they would not be deceived by a few nursery rhymes, and acted rashly. At present, the situation is unclear, and static braking is the best policy.

Jia Xiuzheng was about to repair a letter to his old friend who was also with the prince, asking how His Majesty was doing today, when he heard that someone was coming to report, Yi Hun personally came to visit, and he had already landed at the door of the sedan chair mansion. I couldn't help but straighten my clothes, and my expression was a little solemn, determined to meet the first minister of the moment for a while.

"Brother Jia! I haven't seen you for a long time, okay? ”

Seeing Jia Xiu, Yi Hun rarely showed a smile, and his words were much softer than in the court. The wife of the prime minister who accompanied her was also a blessing.

The corners of Jia Xiu's lips twitched slightly, this was probably asking him to help a lot, thinking that this thief was going to show his backbone. After thinking about it in his heart, he was still thoughtful and polite, and said: "The lower officials see the prime minister, I don't know what you have to do when you visit the mansion today?" ”

Seeing that Jia Xiu was not hot, and he didn't seem to have the intention of welcoming him into the hall, his heart was filled with displeasure, but he didn't attack when he thought of the purpose of coming, but laughed dryly twice, and looked sideways at the main hall, "Brother Jia, this hospitality ......"

Jia Xiu coughed lightly, "Oh! Negligence on the part of the lower officials! Prime Minister, Mrs., please inside! ”

"Brother Jia is a veteran of the three dynasties, and he must have an idea of the current court situation......" Yi Hun was not too polite, and inadvertently looked around Jia Xiu's main hall, but he paid close attention to Jia Xiu's expression, slowly took a sip of tea, and pursed his lips slightly, "Now that rumors are spreading inside and out, how does Brother Jia think this phase should stabilize the court situation?" ”

"Huh!" Jia Xiu took a sip of tea and glanced at Jia Xiu and his wife very contemptuously, and replied lightly or seriously, "The prime minister is the first assistant of a dynasty, and it should be for the sake of the country." It is rumored in the inner palace that the queen mother is critically ill, and the emperor is too remorseful, and she is also a lingering sick bed. Right now, there is another rumor in your mansion, Prime Minister, and it is a time when the situation in the court is turbulent......"

Yi Hun Yuan saw that Jia Xiu's face was not good, and he was very unhappy in his heart, but he didn't want to speak, but he showed the meaning of surrendering to him, and his expression couldn't help but be dyed with joy, and the color of uncertainty gradually disappeared, "Brother Jia's words are very true, I don't know if Brother Jia is ......."

"The prime minister should summon the ministers to meet the saint in order to ask for a holy judgment, the injustice of the book in the white hall! Calm the rumors and stabilize the people's hearts! Unexpectedly, Jia Xiu's words changed sharply, and he said with a solemn expression: "Only in this way is the prime minister's righteousness for the country!" ”

"Jia Xiu! You! ......" Yi Hun heard this, his face changed suddenly, and his eyes stared at Jia Xiu angrily.

Jia Xiu is also a person who has been through many storms, his expression is calm, he raised his eyes and glanced at Yi Hun, took a sip of tea calmly, and said slowly: "What? Could it be that what Jia said was wrong? provoked the prime minister to be so angry?! ”

Yihun's wife stretched out her hand and pulled Yihun's shirt, looked at Jia Xiu with a smile, and said slowly: "Master Jia, why are you doing this?" The person who knows the times is Junjie, and the current situation, can't Lord Jia see it clearly? ”

Yi Hun snorted in his nostrils, and then looked at Jia Xiu, if he didn't eat it, he would come hard, "I came here today, I want Brother Jia to give you the name of a princess to Humble Jing!" This is not a difficult thing for Lord Jia, right?! ”

"Huh!" Jia Xiu sneered, swept Jia Xiu's wife with contempt, and finally his gaze fell on the invincible Yi, "How noble is the title of a princess, which is worthy of a pariah like you?!" Even if Jia dies today, he will not be ashamed of such a disobedient thing for future generations! ”

"Jia Xiu! You old slave! Yi Hun was furious, took the case, and pointed at Jia Xiu and scolded!

Jia Xiu disagreed, he knew better than anyone else that Yi Hun didn't dare to touch him, at least at the moment. After all, he is in the imperial city, and he is a veteran of the Three Dynasties, although his reputation is not as good as Lu Li, his net worth is still there, "Prime Minister, if there is nothing else, Jia will not send it!" As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves and left the table on the spot.

Yi Hun is not light! I never thought that Jia Xiu would be so strongly opposed to him, although he has military power in his hands and officials clinging to him, the wind direction of a family like Jia Xiu is still ambiguous. originally wanted to use the Huairou policy to start with Shangshu Zuo Cheng Jia Xiu, who was in charge of officials, but he didn't want to end up like this......

"Master, stop your anger!" Yihun's wife comforted softly, "He will be a big treasure in the future, see if this old man can still be so hard-mouthed?!" ”

Yi's eyes were gloomy, "The first one to die must be this old horseman!" "Say goodbye and leave!

Jia Xiu didn't know that he had completely offended Yihun today, and he knew the fate of Lu Li and Tuoba Yu, and Yihun didn't dare to move him today, which didn't mean that he wouldn't move tomorrow. What's more, Yi Hun's actions today are undoubtedly anti-hearted, and he will certainly not give up on this, and the only way to do this is to unite people with weight to strike first.

"Uncle Sanhuang, how is it?" Tuoba Zi pushed into the Taihe Palace, and Tuoba Hong stepped forward and asked.

Tuoba Zitui looked at Tuoba Hong and nodded, and then looked at Feng Luoli, who was still unconscious on the bed, "How is your mother?" ”

Tuoba Hongwei was silent, his eyes were red first, "Uncle Sanhuang, she ...... the queen mother"

"Your Majesty! You are the king of a country, you must not ......" Tuoba Zitui looked at Tuoba Hong, who was only twelve years old, and couldn't bear it, so he didn't say any more, and the hand in the sleeve of his robe moved or he raised it and patted Tuoba Hong's shoulder, "Don't worry! There's Uncle Huang! His eyes swept over Feng Luoli who was in a coma, and then he turned around and walked out of the Taihe Palace.

The night in Heijo is especially humid, and the late autumn is even cooler, and the dew drops from the eaves of the house fall on the bluestone slabs, sending out a refreshing chill. There was a light like a bean in the Taihe Palace, and the green calyx who was guarding in front of the bed carefully covered the quilt for Feng Luoli, added a little charcoal fire, got up and straightened the bed curtain, and a long figure appeared in the Taihe Palace.

Qingcao's eyes were a little stunned, and she almost wanted to exclaim in surprise, but someone waved her hand and signaled her to retreat. Qing Cao nodded obediently, bowed, and bowed out of the hall.

Feng Luoli, who was in a coma, felt that his hand was being held by a familiar hand, and his will to survive gradually woke up with the familiar words...... (To be continued.) )