After the dispersal of the dynasty, Zhang Junda, the emperor of the Mu, left Zhang Zaifu behind.

Church of the Sacred Heart.

When the Qi Palace was breached by the soldiers, it had basically been ransacked. There are countless treasures in the Qi Imperial Palace, and the big-headed soldiers don't care how the officials restrain them, they secretly go into the armor bags in groups of good things. The palace of the Emperor of Qi is very large, the rare treasures in the world are dazzling, it is said that the soldiers broke into the palace of the Emperor of Qi when they were shaken by the shiny treasure and could not open their eyes, several groups of people fought together in order to grab things, many treasures of the color were reflected in the blood, and the soldiers who had not seen good things and killed the red-eyed soldiers, were full of fatal attraction.

The once glorious and magnificent Qi Imperial Palace, after a military disaster, was mostly broken and ruined, and a scorched earth.

It's always easier to destroy than to build. I don't know how Emperor Qi, who is repairing the house, will beat his chest and tears if he sees it.

What is ironic is that the Sacred Heart Hall was originally the imperial study of Emperor Qi, but unfortunately, the last Emperor Qi basically did not stay in it much, except for the tables, chairs, bookshelves, screens and something, it was empty, but it was relatively well preserved in the military disaster.

At the beginning of the country, the war was resting, and the emperor was still diligent and simple, and the imperial study of the Emperor of Qi was transformed into the Sacred Heart Palace, which was used as a place for daily office, rest, and small-scale deliberations, which has been used to this day.

As soon as Emperor Mu entered the door, he went straight to the low couch where he usually rested, took a pillow and put it under his head, half leaned under the couch, and pointed to the stool. "Zhang Qing doesn't have to be formal, just you and me, the monarch and the minister, be casual. I have something to discuss with you. ”

Zhang Zaifu sat down, and was organizing the language to think about how to tell Emperor Mu about the heirloom seal, so he listened to Emperor Mu said. "Last night I was in the Sacred Heart Temple, and the lights went out all of a sudden, and when the eunuchs re-lit the candles, I put a note on my table."

Emperor Mu handed Zhang Zaifu a small note less than two inches wide, which read, "Obedient, keep your head, disobedient, change people." ”

"I thought it was a traitor who bought off the servants, and the chief eunuch He Gonggong tortured the minions around the imperial study, but in the end no one admitted it."

"The minions are so bold that they don't dare to do such things. The emperor is angry, it is the old slave who has not done a good job, please rest assured, the old slave is still investigating, and he can't pry open the mouths of those dog slaves if he doesn't believe it. Eunuch He, who was waiting on the side, trembled and knelt down to plead guilty.

"Father-in-law He doesn't need to blame himself, you have served with all your heart since the first emperor, and I know it in my heart."

Zhang Zaifu tore off the plaster attached to his neck, pointed to the bruises and said to the emperor: "Your Majesty, please take a look", and then told the emperor what happened last night from beginning to end.

"The matter of the heirloom treasure seal, only you and I know, not even Gonggong He, I put it into the secret room with my own hands, and no third person has ever known about it for more than ten years, how can this group of people know?" Emperor Mu was puzzled, "Since the first emperor got the heirloom seal, in order to avoid disputes over the treasure seal, he arranged for the craftsman to make a fake with the same quality jade, and sent someone to send it overseas and sink to the bottom of the sea. Zhang Qing, I naturally believe in you, do the black-robed gang have the ability to see through? ”

"In the past few months, I have never had peace when I go to bed, and when I close my eyes, I will have a lot of strange dreams, dreaming of being chased and killed, or falling into the abyss, or the earth moving or fire, in short, I can't calm my nerves for a moment, and the imperial doctor also prescribed me a prescription to boil medicine, with little effect, and this spirit is getting worse and worse."

"It makes sense to say that the black-robed people and the gang already knew about the treasure seal before, but I have strictly instructed the imperial doctors to punish the nine clans if I am unwell. Those who can enter the hospital are all innocent people, and the children are also in Luoling, so they don't dare to talk nonsense outside. Where did the black-robed man get the news? ”

"It's not that I'm strict, it's really the current storm, and the prince is young, I don't dare to make mistakes, and I don't dare to let the country be in chaos."

"The emperor has good intentions, and the ministers can naturally understand it." Zhang Zaifu can really understand the emperor, the emperor is not yet forty, and he has a few gray hairs.

"Lord Lang's affairs, I knew this morning, Lord Lang has been loyal all his life, and now he has been murdered, I, I am really distressed. Later, you and Gonggong He will work together to appease me, and don't let the orphans and widows of Lord Lang's family be wronged and cold. Lord Lang's funeral, you also help to worry more about it. Emperor Mu seemed to be extremely weak, leaning on the couch, and his hand holding the cup was a little shaky.

"The ministers obey the order, it is a matter of national ancestry, please take care of the dragon's body. The minister will arrange someone to investigate carefully, but the incident happened suddenly, and it involved the great martial artist of the Mind Realm, so I am afraid that I have no clue for a while. As for the matter of Baoxi, the minister felt that it was a temptation of these traitors, whether to wait and see for a while. ”

"Give it to them! I don't dare to bet, I don't want to see you have an accident, and I don't want to see other Aiqing have an accident, no one knows what other means they have. All of them are my right-hand men, and I will never let them put a knife on the neck of Qing and others because of a dead thing. I can still tell which is more important. ”

"The minister thinks that their purpose will never be the treasure seal, this time they see that the emperor is soft, and next time they will be even more violent. The ministers are willing to die for the emperor, and they will never let the emperor be coerced. Zhang Zaifu got up from the stool and knelt in front of the couch, old tears in his eyes.

"Let's wait and see what happens, so that the same will respond to all changes, and sooner or later the tail of the traitor will be revealed. Hit the snake and hit seven inches, now we are in the light and they are in the dark, and we need to wait for the opportunity to break it in one fell swoop. ”

When Zaisuke walked out of the palace gate, he carried a brocade box in his hand and slowly got into the carriage, feeling extremely heavy. Emperor Muhuang is a generation of virtuous monarchs, far from being close to virtuous ministers, lightly dispensing with small endowments, diligent in government and loving the people, and is a rare good monarch. If everything goes well, the peaceful and prosperous era of the world, Zhang Zaifu must be a witness and participant, and the name of the history is just around the corner. Isn't the dream of countless readers to leave a heavy mark in the history books?

"Go back to the house first, and after I change my clothes, send me to Lord Lang's house." Zai Fu instructed the coachman, closed the curtain, faced the brocade box, thought of the emperor's haggard face, closed his eyes and sighed. The carriage swayed and passed through the streets and alleys, and this rare good weather did not make Zaisuke-sama's mood better.

Outside the car, the sun is warm and the warm breeze is slightly drunk, which is a good time to go out. The streets are full of people, many fresh clothes and angry horses, and there are many people accompanying them.

Harmony strikes the wind, open-mindedness, and prosperity of all arts. Emperor Muhuang has worked hard for many years, the people live a rich life, the people of the world are good ancient style, often call friends to travel together, and like to go to the breeze outside the city and the bright moon embankment. The ladies and ladies of the elegant people enjoy the willows and the lotus, sing the laurel and sing the snow, guess the riddle order, and the stories of talented and beautiful women abound. There are also warriors who are more straightforward, after drinking and hot, they dance with swords, fight fists, occasionally those with high skills, fly around, everyone is not surprised, meet the wonderful competition, crowd together and drum it, a group of prosperous elephants.

Cloth Lane. Wind and rain building.

"Girls, pack up and dry your books."

Su Zizhong leaned against the staircase, put his hands to his mouth, and shouted upstairs.

The sound of broken footsteps on the upper floors was everywhere, and the floor slabs creaked and creaked. After a while, the four bright-eyed and slim maids each held the outing things, cleaned up properly, and stood at the staircase and stared at Su Zizhong with big eyes.

"Every time I go out, my son is the slowest, I don't comb my hair, I don't change my robe, and the sun will be very hot if I go a little later." It was the Kapok who spoke.

"That's it, Childe doesn't go to pick up yet." Green willows, blue kites, and purple pomelos also followed.

Su Zizhong looked at the four of them helplessly. "It seems that the things that the four of you have packed up can not be used by Childe. Every time we go out, we have to help you drive the car, draw water, play the piano and chant poems for you, and I will carry your things in the end. I want to ask, who is the master? ”

"Okay, okay, Childe, hurry up, you're already so good-looking, don't bother to make trouble, the sun will tan us, and Childe is not willing to make us ugly." Ziluo stepped forward and pushed Su Zizhong into the room, turned around and went to chat with the little sisters again.

"My son's life is hard." Su Zizhong hid his face and made a cry, humming a little song step by step and changing clothes.