"Cui Butang, you are such a great official!"

Sun Dingxiang glanced coldly and said.

"You are all colleagues, this is to make decisions for the imperial court, don't hurt the peace..."Han Yi showed a kind smile like a father, and said:

"What Cui Butang just said, it's also what His Majesty meant, so let's go to Qianqing Palace with a book."

Everyone stared at each other and said nothing.

That night, Wei Zhongxian intercepted the little eunuch who came to deliver the notebook, and held the recital agreed by the cabinet in his hand. 、

He didn't have the courage to read the book first, he just picked a time period for the Emperor of the Apocalypse to finish his meal, and Gong'e was giving him a time period to clean his face, and he sent it in.

While wiping his face, Zhu Youxiao heard the sound of footsteps gradually approaching, so he turned his head to look over and found that behind Wei Zhongxian, there was actually a woman with a beautiful face.

Zhu Youxiao threw away the handkerchief of his face, walked to the imperial case, came to the woman, and examined it from head to toe, making the woman blush and smile.

I saw that this woman had to be in her thirties, but compared to the harem concubines, she was charming, and the posture of a was also a unique scene.

Zhu Youxiao looked at it, turned his head and sat back on the imperial case.

"What did you bring her for?"

Wei Zhongxian replied: "The ladies in the harem are the same, and the slaves and maids are thinking, this time on the southern tour, the emperor wants to see a lot of folk wonders, so he will find an old chick first, and let the emperor try wild vegetables." ”

Old-chicks?

Zhu Youxiao understood this meaning in a blink of an eye, and then laughed, looked at Wei Zhongxian, who looked cute with a smile, and said lightly:

"Sit down."

The words fell, and then asked the woman, and said:

"What's your name?"

"The people's girl is cheap, and her name is Ye Qing."

"How old are you?"

"Thirty-two."

"Thirty-two, it's really the only scene in the palace, Wei Zhongxian, you have a heart." Zhu Youxiao's eyes gradually became turbulent, and he read softly:

"If my mother is still alive, she should be your age..."

Wei Zhongxian had just sat down, and when he heard this, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, and he quickly got up and said in a panic:

"The old slave didn't take it into account here, the old slave is guilty..."

"Don't do your business."

Although Zhu Youxiao said this, he did not have any real attachment to the so-called biological mother in his heart, glanced at the woman called Ye Qing, and asked:

"What else would you do but warm the bed?"

"Whatever the emperor likes, the slave will do."

Zhu Youxiao raised his eyebrows, took a sword from the wall hanging behind him, gently pulled out the sheath, and asked with his eyes:

"Dancing Sword, will you?"

Ye Qing smiled, and with Wei Zhongxian's approval, he bowed down from the sword in the hands of the Emperor of the Apocalypse, and danced with Bai Hong in the Xinuan Pavilion of the Qianqing Palace.

Zhu Youxiao smiled, sat on the steps, and watched it up close with an approachable look, without the slightest defense.

After the dance, Ye Qingfu knelt on the ground, returned the sword with both hands, and suddenly asked:

"Your Majesty's sword is stained with a lot of blood, right?"

"Well, it's bloody, and you want to know whose it is?" Zhu Youxiao took the sword, gently stroked his thumb at the edge of the sword, and asked softly.

Ye Qing didn't speak, because the emperor had already answered on his own.

"It's all the blood of the enemy."

"The southwest pro-conquest, She Chongming's family, the local rebel generals, Tusi, even if they are highly respected courtiers, whoever does not obey me, I will kill whom."

As he spoke, Zhu Youxiao raised his eyes, stared at her and said:

"This sword, I give it to you now, you take it."

"Slaves don't dare..."

Ye Qing was a little incredulous, what she was holding just now was stained with so much blood, after all, she was still a woman.

"What you just danced is for people to see, what I want, what you want, you can kill."

Zhu Youxiao has been sitting on the steps, and after saying this, seeing that the woman no longer dares to raise her head, he chuckled lightly and beckoned:

"Minister, you come."

Wei Zhongxian and the Emperor of the Apocalypse had a good heart, so they were naturally not afraid that the emperor would cut themselves on the spot with a sword, but they were still nervous.

He stepped out of his seat and smirked.

When Wei Zhongxian came to him, Zhu Youxiao put the sword back into the sheath and said with a little ridicule:

"You are an old man who does not learn and has no skills, you have a market style, and you are a scoundrel, but you know my heart better than those ministers who claim to have read the books of saints."

Wei Zhongxian sighed, nodded and replied:

"Compared with those civil and military ministers who can come up with policies to govern the country, the old slave is really useless except for speculating a little bit of peace of mind and relieving His Majesty's boredom."

"That's enough..."

Zhu Youxiao got up suddenly, turned his back, and said with his hands:

"The cabinet notebook has come up, right?"

"The old slave intercepted it and sent it to the master in person."

Wei Zhongxian took out his notebook from his sleeve and stepped forward with both hands.

"I accepted this woman you sent, so I will let her stay in the Qianqing Palace as a female official on duty, and serve day and night." Zhu Youxiao took it and looked at it, and said lightly:

"This southern tour, there can be no chaos in Beijing."

"Datong General Zhang Da is useless, cut him, so as to clean up the hearts of the border soldiers, and then plan a few successors. You're good at this kind of thing, so I don't need to say more. ”

"Lin Dan Batur, he must be punished, but he can't let the Chahar Ministry and the imperial court deviate from morality, and appoint a suitable person to be the envoy of the Celestial Empire and talk to him."

"The old slave understands." Wei Zhongxian bowed and replied.

......

Soon, the news that the Emperor of the Apocalypse was going to "worship the imperial tomb and inspect the place" spread far and wide, and rumors spread among the people, saying everything.

It is said that the emperor's trip was only to have fun in the south of the Yangtze River.

It is also said that the emperor's intention to be drunk this time is not to drink, and it is fake to worship the Fengyang Emperor's mausoleum, and it is true to take the opportunity to rectify the political situation in Jiangnan.

But all of this was subsided after the factory guards were dispatched to arrest and execute a group of rumor-mongering soldiers on the street.

After that, the new issue of "Beijing Daily" was published all over the world, saying that the current emperor was touring the south, cultivating blessings for the people, going to the Fengyang Imperial Mausoleum to worship the ancestors, and praying for the ancestors and the ancestors to protect the dynasty.

All of a sudden, public opinion was reversed, and hundreds of people spontaneously built the Temple of the Emperor of the Apocalypse, praying that the Ming Dynasty could bring peace to the country and the people in the coming year.

On this day, it snowed heavily again.

In the Qianqing Palace of the Forbidden City, Zhang Yan was dressing the Emperor of the Apocalypse with his own hands and wearing a sword, and after putting it on, the two were silent for a moment, but it was the queen who gently hugged the emperor from behind.

Zhu Youxiao straightened out his wrist, pressed Zhang Yan's slender hand, and asked:

"I asked you to give the concubine, did you send it?"

Zhang Yan was still holding it, there seemed to be a faint unhappiness in her expression, and she responded: "It's all sent, the concubine misses Your Majesty's thoughts, and she will definitely pray for Your Majesty." ”

"Can't you just not go..."

Zhu Youxiao was speechless.

In recent years, although the palace has been full of Dongchang, Jinyiwei and the hidden piles of the palace, which can be called five steps and one post, ten steps and one sentry, but after all, it covers too much area to cover all aspects.

Whenever they part, there is always a touch of sadness and worry between the husband and wife.

But this time on the southern tour, Zhu Youxiao had to go, and some things had to be done by the emperor himself to understand and then solve them from the root.

After being silent for a long time, Zhu Youxiao took the lead in letting go of Zhang Yan's hand, turned around and stroked her face, and said in a tone with an unacceptable beak:

"I went to see and live in this country, and you guarded the harem for me."

Farewell to the queen, Zhu Youxiao walked out of the Qianqing Palace, couldn't bear to look back, and was about to move forward, but a stranger came and said bad news.

"The evil people of the Wenxiang Sect in Shandong heard that His Majesty was going to tour the south and rebelled in various places, and the 30,000 officers and troops under Yang Guosheng of the capital department fought a defeat in Yuncheng."

"The thieves have entered the siege of Qufu, Qufu City, and they can't keep it..."