Yan Kingdom Palace.

In the imperial study room of Qianxin Palace, Emperor Pingguang of Yan State sat in front of the desk, still holding the "Historical Records" in his hand, reading carefully, sometimes frowning, sometimes laughing softly, at this time, this Ninety-Five Emperor of Yan Kingdom, like a tireless student, greedily sucked the knowledge and wisdom in the book.

Sometimes, the emperor even put down the book, picked up the pen, and wrote something on the paper.

Next to the ink is a delicate-looking little palace maid, looking a little nervous, from time to time secretly look at the emperor, a nervous face, when the emperor once again lifted the pen to dip in ink, the little palace maid is even more nervous, almost overturned the inkstone.

The emperor frowned, turned his head and glanced at the little palace maid, gray and calm, dipped in ink, picked up the pen and wrote some reading experiences on the paper, and then gently put down the brush.

"Do you know that?" The emperor picked up the paper in his hand, pointed to one of the words, and suddenly asked.

The little palace maid was stunned for a moment, and then understood that the emperor was asking her words, and for a while, her white little face turned red, and she was extremely nervous, "Slave maid...... Slaves don't dare! ”

"I ask you if you know this word...... Why don't you dare? "The Emperor's voice is soft...

The little palace maid listened to the emperor's soft voice, and her nervousness suddenly disappeared a lot, and after a glance, she finally said, "Yes...... It's the word 'waste'! ”

The emperor put down the paper in his hand and said with a faint smile: "It seems that I guessed well, you are really literate...... It doesn't seem to be you who grinded the ink the day before yesterday? ”

The little palace maid hurriedly knelt down and explained, "Slave maid...... The slave maid was just sent over yesterday to serve ...... long live! ”

The emperor sat back on a large leopard skin chair, closed his eyes, looked tired, and seemed to be thinking about something, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and did not speak for a while.

The little palace maid was panicked and knelt on the ground, not knowing what to do for a while.

"How long have you been in the palace?" After a long time, the emperor finally asked...

The little palace maid hung her head: "Slave maid...... The slave has been in the palace for two years! ”

"Before entering the palace...... Literate? The emperor's voice was still very soft, but the little palace maid didn't notice that in that soft voice, there was a strange chill hidden.

The little palace maid said in a trembling voice: "Before the slave maid enters the palace...... Literacy is not much......! ”

The emperor's eyes still hadn't opened, and he looked like he was leaning back on a chair and closing his eyes, and his voice was soft: "Where did you enter the palace?" ”

"Long live Hui, the slave maid advanced to the Jiaole Workshop, and later was sent to the Shanggong Division ......!" The little palace maid was honestly afraid.

The important ministers of the court may not care too much about the majesty of the emperor, but for the eunuchs and palace ladies in the inner courtyard of the palace, the masters in the palace are all extremely noble people, and the emperor, that is, the sacred and undesecrated son of heaven in their hearts, the majesty of the emperor is still deeply rooted in the hearts of these people.

"Teach Music Workshop...... Shonomiya ......! The emperor muttered, "With whom?" ”

Shang Gong Division is a department of the harem.,The palace maids who enter this place.,Are shrewd, capable and empathetic palace maids selected from various ministries.,Its role is to assign palace maids from here to serve the concubines and concubines in the palace.。。。

Although Yan Kingdom is not a superpower, there are still three palaces and six courts, six concubines and nine concubines, Jieyu, beauties, and talented people are distributed in various palaces in the inner court of the palace.

From a certain point of view, the imperial family of Yan Kingdom is also frugal, compared to the four or five thousand eunuchs and palace maids in the Qingguo Palace, the number of Yan Kingdom is only half of it.

Since this little palace maid said that she was assigned to the Shang Palace Division, she naturally had to be sent out to serve the concubines and nobles.

The little palace maid hesitated for a moment, and quickly replied: "Long live Hui, the slave maid was sent...... Yongchun. Palace! ”

The corner of the emperor's eyes twitched, and his lips moved, but he didn't speak, but he saw his hand slowly raised, sat upright, and put his hand on the dragon case...

The inkstone is made of Hetian jade, delicate and precious, the emperor's left hand gently stroked the inkstone, suddenly, his hand lightning-like buckle the inkstone, shook his hand, and smashed it the forehead of the palace maid.

"Ahh

The palace maid screamed miserably, rolled to the ground, her forehead was smashed open, blood gushed out, red blood and pitch-black ink mixed together, flowing down from the palace maid's fair skin, extremely terrifying.

The palace maid rolled on the ground twice, endured severe pain, and knelt on the ground: "Long live...... Slaves deserve to die...... Slaves deserve to die...... Long live ......! ”

This poor little girl, I don't know why His Majesty the Emperor, who was still kind, at this moment, like a beastly beast, suddenly hit herself with an inkstone, she endured the pain, her thin body trembled, although her forehead had been broken, she still kept kowtowing to the ground with her broken forehead, begging for the emperor's forgiveness.

"I knew she sent you." The muscles on the emperor's face twisted with anger: "That **, it's really blatantly sent someone to spy on me...... Literate...... Do you remember all the words I have written? He kicked the palace maid to the ground again, and sneered: "Everyone in the world thinks I am a puppet, and I am an incompetent king...... You're an ant-like **, did you also come to taunt me? ”

The little palace maid was curled on the ground in pain, she wanted to kneel down again, but she was kicked by the emperor and her breathing was short, and she couldn't get up, and the blood on her forehead flowed spontaneously, and her originally beautiful face was stained with blood and ink at this time, not human. . .

The Emperor gasped and sat down, his hands clenched into fists.

All along, his heart has been full of anger and grievances, but for something, he has been patient...... But today, he suddenly felt that he couldn't stand it anymore.

Too tired!

It was too hard to endure, and he needed to vent.

“**！” The emperor's eyes looked at the bronze crane in front of him, which was still emitting misty clouds, and whispered hatefully like a curse in his mouth...

He can endure a lot of things, but such a blatant placement of a pair of eyes around him is unbearable for the emperor. The anger of the master of the palace has been burning in the emperor's chest for too long, and now, it is getting more and more vigorous.

The door to the study was gently pushed open.

can dare to push open this door without being summoned, looking at the world, there is only Yi Kongting, the chief manager.

The rickety body came in, and it didn't seem to see the little palace maid curled up on the ground, stepped forward, and said respectfully: "Shengshang, it's an excerpt from Yichun, a total of thirteen red-headed folds!" ”

The Emperor regained his composure, and his distorted face calmed down and became as kind as usual.

"The Cabinet is all in?"

"Yes!" Mr. Yi replied: "It's all in......!" ”

The emperor picked up a letter from the table, which had already been opened, "Xiu'er is always at ease when she does things...... The news she presented was several hours faster than the Cabinet got the news! ”

"Princess Xiu is very smart, and her subordinates are all elite soldiers, so she is naturally extraordinary. . . ." Manager Yi smiled: "He family...... I'm afraid it's a catastrophe this time! ”

Princess Xiu is in charge of the East Flower Hall, although she is one of the two dark leaders of the Yan Kingdom like Han Mo, but in her heart, the strength of Princess Xiu herself and the East Flower Hall is completely overwhelming Han Mo and the West Flower Hall led by Han Mo.

Although the gossip and troubled things in Yichun were only known to some officials and a few elders of the He clan, the spies in the Donghua Hall, who were good at espionage work, naturally knew the information that should be known, and quickly passed it to Princess Xiu, and from Princess Xiu's hand to the emperor's dragon case.

The Emperor threw the letter on the table and sneered, "I want to see how the cabinet will deal with this matter this time...... However, what satisfied me the most this time was Han Mo! ”

"The way of the Holy Lord's borrowing of the situation seems to have begun to bear fruit!"

The emperor smiled, looking very happy, and Fang Cai's anger seemed to have vanished: "Lao Yi, do you say that Han Mo is too smart, or is it ...... He Xuezhi is too stupid? How did you lose so quickly, and ...... Defeated so completely? ”

Yi Kongting groaned, and after a while, he said, "Han Mo is very smart, and He Xuezhi is too stupid!" ”

The emperor got up from the leopard skin chair, put his hands behind his back, walked out from behind the dragon case, and sighed lightly: "Han Mo didn't disappoint me, I didn't look at the wrong person!" After a pause, his face was slightly gloomy: "It's just ...... The He family's ability is too great, and they actually built such a hidden underground labyrinth...... Such a huge project, built quietly, can hide countless weapons, armor and even food inside...... When I think about it now, I still have palpitations! ”

"Fortunately, Han Mo found out ......!" Manager Yi said slowly: "This is the death hole of the He family, the He family...... Doomed..... But...... Han Mo is very capable, but the old slave really wants to know how he found out such evidence...... Although He Xuezhi is stupid, he should be a cautious person who can hide the existence of gossip trapping from being discovered so far...... So you can't fight Han Mo? ”

The emperor patted Manager Yi on the shoulder and smiled, "What we want to see is the result...... What is happening now is even better than we imagined...... As for the process, I don't really care. After a pause, he said: "Lao Yi, send someone to inquire about the results at any time, I will sit in this imperial study today, waiting for the cabinet to come up with a result......!" ”

"Yes!" Mr. Yi said respectfully: "My subordinates will arrange it!" ”

The Emperor nodded slightly, returned to his seat, continued to pick up the Records of the Historians, and continued to study with interest.

Mr. Yi looked at the little palace maid who was struggling on the ground, shook his head, sighed lightly, stepped forward, shot like electricity, and poked a finger of his left hand in the throat of the little palace maid, just so lightly, the sound of the throat bone shattering sounded, the little palace maid made a strange sound in her throat, the pair of innocent eyes were blank, the pupils turned twice, and then froze, and the person lost his breath...

"The old slave retires!" Manager Yi bowed to the emperor, and then lifted the body of the little palace maid with one hand, leaning over, but without any difficulty, opened the door, and after carrying the corpse out, he closed the door again.

The emperor put down the book in his hand, raised his head, picked up the piece of paper that had been thrown on the table earlier, and stared at the word "waste" on the paper with his eyes full of resentment.

……

In the cabinet, six cabinet members have gathered, sitting in a circle in the main room, and thirteen red heads are placed on the large table in the middle.

Xiao Taishi, Han Xuandao, Hu Xuexin, Su Guanya, He Qingzhi, Fan Yunao!

The six leaders of the Yan family, the six most powerful giants in the Yan country's political arena, sat around the round table, although everyone's expressions were different, but their eyes were all looking at the thirteen red heads on the table.

"Let's print!" Xiao Taishi, the first assistant minister of the cabinet, finally said, "Lord Hu, you are the rotating official today, you will distribute the excerpts!" ”

Although it is a well-known thing that the major families are fighting openly and secretly, not many people know that when these ** giants of Yan Country are dealing with urgent matters, they are very calm.

Xiao Taishi was the first assistant minister, and he had the highest status in the cabinet, and he was also respected in this respect, which was commensurate with his status.

Out of the yamen, everyone can continue to fight, but here, that is to handle the affairs of the Yan country, and to safeguard the interests of the entire Yan country, and the interests of the Yan country are equivalent to the interests of the major families.

Hu Xuexin got up and looked carefully at the signature on the excerpt, and when he saw that there was an excerpt signed "Han Mo" in the middle, he was actually excited.

can come up with an excerpt, at least it proves that Han Mo is not dead!

So he immediately looked at Han Xuandao and handed Han Mo's share of the fold to Han Xuandao, Han Xuandao saw the signature, the light flashed in his eyes, and he seemed to be a little excited.

Each of the six giants was given a share of the red head, and seven were still on the table.

Han Mo, Situ Jing, Zhuge Min, Ling Lei, several officials of the Ministry of Officials, and even two of them are excerpts of local officials in Yichun, this kind of large collective is a red head fold, and it really creates a new history of the cabinet, in the history of the cabinet, there has never been such a strange scene.

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