"I ......" Yu Wushuang was dumbfounded. Su Yitong is right, if he shows dissatisfaction with Liuli at this juncture, it is nothing more than scaring the snake. After all, in Liuli's eyes, his relationship with Su Yitong has always been extraordinary, and few people can match it.

"So what to do? Can't let him continue to act like this? Yu Wushuang suddenly deflated, and the whole person seemed to be stunned, unable to lift the slightest spirit.

"Of course not." Su Yitong glanced at him lightly, and said unhurriedly: "But...... Before you do that, you need to put on a good show with me. ”

"What play?!" Yu Wushuang hurriedly asked.

"As the saying goes, life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills." Su Yitong looked at Yu Wushuang and Pei Ciwu, and suddenly said seriously and incomprehensibly: "So, you don't need to know what you want to play, just keep in mind that from now on, you and I will both be people in the play......"

Sending away Yu Wushuang and Pei Ciwei, Su Yitong glanced at the sky and found that it was not early, so he immediately stopped delaying, and immediately went to the Zhengqing Palace to draw up a holy decree and handed it to the palace people to go to Pei Ciwu's house to upload the decree, and ordered that three days later, the early dynasty would be restored.

As soon as the news came out, the whole city was shocked.

At that time, the ministers of the DPRK and China jointly signed a letter, each holding their own opinions on Su Yitong's appointment of Pei Ci as the left minister. Of course, not all of them are opposed, and there are always one or two smart people who choose to remain silent and neutral.

Three days later, the ceremony ended, and Su Yitong resumed the early dynasty.

Before dawn that day, there was a knock on the door outside the temple, and the burning torches illuminated the dark Jardine Hall as bright as day. Su Yitong turned over, muttered dissatisfiedly, and fell asleep again with the quilt. The palace people waiting outside the palace gate waited for a moment and didn't hear any movement from inside, so they increased their knocking on the door, and said eagerly: "Your Majesty, you can't miss the hour this morning." ”

Now that the court has been reorganized by Su Yitong, it really makes people realize what it means to live to death. However, in a short period of time, the appearance of the whole country has completely changed, and not only has the atmosphere in the DPRK and China changed from the previous corruption to a clear stream. Even the courtiers have changed from a mixture of old and young to a beautiful man.

"Got it, let me sleep a little longer." Su Yitong responded impatiently, lifted the quilt and covered his head, as if he hadn't woken up yet.

"No, Your Majesty, Prime Minister Zuo just asked someone to pass the word, saying that all the officials are waiting outside the Zhengqing Palace now, and they are waiting for you."

"Waiting outside the Zhengqing Palace so early, this Pei Ci is worried, and he won't let people live." Su Yitong sat up violently with his messy hair, looked at the dark night through the roaring firelight outside the hall, and asked in a grumpy manner, "What time is it?" ”

"Back to the emperor, it's the fifth watch." The palace people responded outside, and they didn't forget to mend the knife and said: "The hundred officials will enter the palace in the fourth watch,"

"Why didn't you say it sooner." Su Yitong scolded secretly, hurriedly got up and got off, and said angrily: "What are you still doing standing outside, why don't you come in quickly and wait for me to wash and change clothes." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The door of the hall was pushed open from the outside, and several palace people with toiletries suddenly rushed in. At that time, the sky outside was still as thick as thick ink, and as soon as the door of the palace was opened, the firelight suddenly illuminated the entire Yihe Palace.

Su Yitong was so stabbed by the firelight that she couldn't open her eyes, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to block her vision, put on a robe and walked to the screen, and asked the palace people who had just come in to serve her to wash.

After a short time, Su Yitong finished washing under the service of the palace people, changed into a bright yellow moire inlaid gold dragon robe, and wore a crown, heroic, not angry but mighty.

"Your Majesty, the sedan chair has been prepared for you, please get on the sedan chair." The palace people helped Su Yitong to walk towards the sedan chair.

"Sedan chair." Su Yitong frowned, looked at the palace man and asked with a strange expression: "Why didn't I know that I could still ride in a sedan chair in the early dynasty." ”

The palace people were stunned for a moment, and suddenly stopped looking at Su Yitong and said, "Is it that the emperor didn't give instructions to the minions before, so ......?"

"Since there isn't, forget it." Su Yitong waved his hand, and silently pulled out the already dead little Xizi in his heart and whipped him a hundred times. sat on the sedan chair and ordered: "Let's go, it is estimated that the Aiqing will be in a hurry." ”

It was still early, and at this time there was no one on the palace road, and a little bit of sky light broke through the dark night and appeared in the sky, and I saw that the torches in everyone's hands suddenly dimmed.

Instantly, the cold wind rolled up the curtain of the sedan chair, revealing a small face like jade wearing a bright yellow dragon robe behind the curtain.

"Hurry up." Su Yitong shuddered for no reason, and suddenly shouted to several royal guards carrying the sedan chair.

"Yes."

The royal guards suddenly had words of suffering, and hurriedly quickened their pace and walked towards the Zhengqing Palace.

After a short time, the sedan chair stopped outside the Zhengqing Palace.

As soon as Su Yitong stepped out of the carriage, he clearly saw the minister in red, blue, and green official robes kneeling on the ground in front of the palace gate.

"Ministers see the emperor, long live my emperor, long live long live, long live......"

"Flat." Su Yitong waved his hand, glanced at the kneeling officials with some disapproval, and then stretched out his hand to push open the door of the Zhengqing Palace, and walked in.

The hundreds of officials got up one after another and followed Su Yitong's footsteps into the hall.

"Something to start, nothing to retreat." With no close people to serve her, Su Yitong suddenly felt that it was really difficult for her to be alone. Even such a trivial matter as passing the word still needs her to do it herself.

"Your Majesty." Fang Jing stood up from among the hundred officials, looked at Su Yitong and said, "The minister has something to do." ”

"Fang Aiqing?" Su Yitong raised his eyebrows and looked at Shen Rufeng with interest, not understanding what the two of them were trying to do. "Just say it straight, no need to beat around the bush."

Knowing that Fang Jing and Shen Rufeng were both people selected by themselves, there should be nothing wrong, but somehow, Su Yitong just didn't feel at ease.

"Yes." Fang Jing retracted his gaze and lowered his eyes: "The minister has announced the end of the talent recruitment ceremony yesterday. After speaking, he unhurriedly took out a letter from his sleeve that had already been written, raised his hands above his head, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, most of the people written on this fold are the available people selected by Weichen for you these days, and their births and families are clearly recorded on it...... Please also ask the emperor to take a look. ”

"Well, bring it." Su Yitong nodded, and just wanted to open his mouth to tell Fengyue to get the fold, but suddenly remembered that Fengyue had been taken out of the palace by Ying Yi three days ago. "You bring it to me." For the first time, she realized the importance of not having an inner servant, so Su Yitong had to casually point someone to bring the fold for her.

After taking the fold and looking at it casually, after a while, closing the fold, Su Yitong nodded with satisfaction, looked at Fang Jing and said with a smile: "Well, it's a good job, Fang Aiqing has worked hard this time." ”

Fang Jingjun's face was slightly red. "The emperor is serious, this is a matter within the responsibility of the ministers, and the ministers are not hard at all."

"Fang Aiqing doesn't have to be modest." Su Yitong waved his hand to let Fang Jing retreat, his smiling eyes suddenly swept towards the rest of the hall, suddenly, swallowed his saliva, his eyes were stunned, and he seemed to look at the courtiers who bowed their heads covetously, licked his lips, and said softly: "Aiqing don't have to be so restrained, you can raise your head in front of me...... Rest assured, I won't blame you. ”

Most of those standing in this court today are seeing the face of heaven for the first time. So, Su Yitong's voice fell, and people in the hall kept looking up at her with joy.

One, two, three...... Su Yitong counted silently in his heart, and his face suddenly blossomed. Perhaps, at this time, in the Zhengqing Palace, except for Liuli and Pei Ciwei, who can see through Su Yitong's thoughts, everyone else is afraid that they will mistakenly think that Su Yitong is a really empathetic and good emperor.

"Not bad, not bad...... nodded with satisfaction, Su Yitong's eyes lit up, as if he had forgotten the occasion, and almost subconsciously said: "Aiqing...... people"

"Cough ......" Before Su Yitong finished speaking, Liuli and Pei Ciwu suddenly coughed violently.

Su Yitong frowned slightly, as if she was very dissatisfied with the two of them rashly interrupting her words, so she said, "What's wrong with Pei Aiqing and Prime Minister?" ”

Liuli's face was slightly red, she covered her lips and glanced at Su Yitong quickly, and then said: "Xu is blowing some cold wind in the morning, and I caught a cold, so it won't get in the way." ”

"How can this work?" As if in revenge, as soon as Liuli's words came out, Su Yitong ordered the royal guards waiting outside the Zhengqing Palace to invite him out, looking at the figure that he was about to cross the threshold, and said unhurriedly: "The prime minister is not in good health, so you should pay more attention to rest, and then come to the court after you have your body well." ”

When Liuli heard this, her face suddenly sank, and she was so angry that she brushed her sleeves away.

After sending Liuli away, Su Yitong looked at Pei Ciwei with a smile and said, "Prime Minister Zuo, your illness ......"

"Back to the emperor, the minister's illness...... No...... The minister was not sick, but he just had an uncomfortable throat just now, so he coughed twice, and asked the emperor not to be surprised. Pei Ci's face was not red, and his heart was not beating.

"That's good." Su Yitong did not demolish him. But he didn't get carried away by beauty like before and did embarrassing things.

After such a small episode, Su Yitong no longer had the mind to appreciate beautiful men, so he said a few words to everyone without pain, and then ordered to retreat from the dynasty and return to the Yihe Palace.