When the empress led people to leave the Fengtian Hall completely, the kneeling courtiers inside and outside the Fengtian Hall stood up one by one, and began to talk one after another, but they didn't dare to make too much noise, especially the courtiers who were close to Wu Xukuan, those upright old ministers, all went directly with their hands, and did not pay attention to Wu Xukuan, and the other people around them did not dare to speak.

"Pavilion ......" Behind Wu Xukuan, a person stepped forward and spoke softly.

This person is over sixty years old, a few years older than Wu Xukuan, but he is the head of the household department of the Dongqian Imperial Court today, from the first rank of Qi Jingtai, he is Wu Xukuan's direct cronies, because he is in charge of the household department, in charge of the treasury of money and grain, so although it is not a positive product, but its status, under Wu Xukuan, is also ranked in the top few.

Wu Xukuan's face was expressionless, still looking at the east side door where there was no one anymore.

For a while.

Only then did he glance back at Qi Jingtai and said, "I'll go back first." ”

******

Inner Court.

The dragon chariot, which was pulled by a tall head, walked forward unhurriedly, very steadily, and a group of eunuchs and palace maids followed on foot.

Since leaving the Fengtian Palace, the empress has not said a word, full of thoughts, she does not speak, others will not speak, along the way, everyone is silent.

That kind of thing happened to the court earlier, although the crisis was finally resolved, but everyone understood that since Wu Xukuan had already launched, he would not give up, and if this plan failed, there must be a follow-up.

"Let's stop." The empress on the dragon chariot suddenly spoke, "I'm tired of sitting, I'll go back." ”

"Yes!" The old eunuch who drove the carriage immediately received the order, and pulled the reins to stop the carriage.

On the side, Kang Longji opened the bead curtain on the door of the dragon chariot and got out of the car.

The empress was full of tiredness, looking very tired, she was not tired of her spirit, but her heart! It's tired! The danger of the early dynasty today almost overturned her, if it was not finally resolved, then the consequence was likely to be that Wu Xukuan took advantage of the situation to overturn her.

There was no shortage of loyal and righteous people in the Manchu Dynasty, but they still knelt with Wu Xukuan, whether they were afraid or blindly obedient, they knelt and became accomplices to build momentum for Wu Xukuan, and the very few who did not kneel were all old ministers who were old and had no power, and they had no ability to reverse the situation, and what they could do was only to stick to their own bottom limit.

The empress's state of mind at this time was as if she had just walked out of the ghost gate.

And she knows very well that this kind of thing will happen again in the future, just in a different way.

Wu Xukuan's forced palace will never end here.

The empress got off the dragon chariot, and everyone hugged her and walked forward.

The empress suddenly stopped, and everyone followed.

She turned her head to look at her side, and looked at Zhou An, who was following her to her left, as if she wanted to say something.

Zhou An saw that he had the opportunity to talk to the empress, but he took the first step and knelt down and kowtowed: "The slave deserves death, please forgive the saint." ”

The empress was stunned for a moment.

Where is Zhou An guilty? He is not only innocent, but has made immortal achievements, this merit is so great that it is even comparable to expanding the territory for Dongqian, Zhou Baoan is not the empress alone, but the Dongqian clan, and it is also the country of Dongqian for more than 300 years!

"What are you guilty of?" The Empress asked.

"Previously, above the court, the slave told Wu Xukuan that it was the Holy Lord who allowed the slave to participate in the court's political deliberations...... At that time, the situation was critical, and the servants were also forced to falsely pass on the holy oracle and ask the saint for forgiveness. Zhou Andao.

He still remembered this stubble, but the empress forgot, or even if she thought about it, she wouldn't care, if Zhou An hadn't mentioned it again at this time, she wouldn't have held it accountable at all.

The empress looked at Zhou An, who was kneeling and kowtowing, and suddenly sadness came from her heart, her eyes were red, she actually had an urge to cry, she wanted to cry.

And yet she is the emperor, she can't.

"Xiao Anzi......" the empress spoke, her voice trembling a little.

"The minions are here." Zhou An replied.

"You say...... Just those courtiers, the Manchu Dynasty civil and military, they! How good would it be if all the officials in the capital were as brave and loyal as you? The empress suddenly became excited and pointed in the direction of the Fengtian Temple, "Them! If they are as loyal to me as you are, and are willing to work for me, how could I be forced into such a situation by that Wu Xukuan? What fear do I have of him? How could I be in such a predicament? The food of the king, the matter of loyalty to the king, where am I ashamed of them! They...... Why is it not as good as you? ”

The empress sounded like she was questioning Zhou An, but in fact, what she wanted to question was the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty just now.

It's rare for her to lose her temper like this, and this is a rare time.

"The Holy One is angry." The surrounding palace maids and eunuchs were all so frightened that they knelt down in unison.

Kang Longji didn't kneel, at his age, even if he was a commoner, he was exempt from kneeling when he saw the emperor, not to mention, as early as when the Empress of Shendu was in power, he was given the right to kneel freely.

Now, there are only two situations in which Kang Longji needs to kneel before the emperor, either to be rewarded or to be questioned.

"The Holy One is angry, don't lose his prestige." Kang Longji approached the empress and whispered a word of persuasion in the back.

He could understand what kind of inner tribulation the empress was suffering at the age of seventeen.

With red eyes, the empress suddenly stepped forward, leaned over to support Zhou An's arms, and actually helped Zhou An up with her own hands.

"The saint has tormented the minions." Zhou An was still respectful.

"You are not a minion, you are my hero, this country, and the world!" The empress said, this is the first time Zhou An has been so close to the empress, the empress first held Zhou An's arms, and then put one hand on the back of Zhou An's hand, holding it very hard.

"It's all what a minion should do." Zhou An hung his head and said again.

The empress slapped the back of Zhou An's hand twice, then let go, sniffed, put away the posture of some "little daughters", regained her majesty, and said loudly: "Spread my oracle, the eunuch Zhou An, the eunuch of the inner court, has contributed to the Jiangshan Sheji, from now on, canonized him as the Marquis of Gaoyang County, 500 households in the food town, given a colorful embroidered nine python robes, a bounty of 1,000 taels, promoted him to a second-grade eunuch, and crowned him as a regular attendant of the Qianwu Palace. ”

The empress's thinking was very clear, and she actually finished the reward in one breath.

Seriously, Zhou An was a little confused.

Not only him, but everyone around him seemed to be a little confused, even Kang Longji felt that the empress was a little too hasty with Zhou An's reward, he didn't think that Zhou An was unworthy of this reward, but he lowered such a heavy reward so hastily, it was easy to cause Zhou An's mentality to be unbalanced, as if this reward was very easy.

Of course, Zhou An didn't think that this reward was so easy.

But he was still scared.

Because he was made a marquis.