Yu Zeyan's gaze moved down, and he saw the blood oozing from Gu Nian's arm.

He frowned and asked in a low voice, "How did you get your arm?" ”

Gu Nian shook his head, and when he arrived, he still didn't confess to King Xu.

She felt that the relationship between King Xu and Changning Mansion was already in jeopardy, so she didn't have to worry about it anymore.

After all, more is better than less.

Gonggong Zhu saluted at Yu Zeyan and Gu Nian: "His Royal Highness, the princess, the old slave will take the first step." ”

……

On the way to the palace, Zhang Dejing was uneasy.

It's uncomfortable to sit in this carriage, and I'm very anxious in my heart.

As a judge in the ya, he rarely has the opportunity to face the saint directly.

What's more, this majesty has a strong aura, is not angry and arrogant, and he is really scared when he sees it.

He raised his hand with difficulty to wipe his sweat and tidied up his clothes.

"Gonggong Zhu, did Your Majesty say why Xuanchen came?"

After getting out of the carriage, Zhang Dejing walked to Gonggong Zhu in small steps and asked tentatively.

Gonggong Zhu kept a smile on his face, his tone was very strict, and he didn't say much of a useful word: "Master Zhang will know in a while." ”

"Is it sunny or rainy today? I also hope that my father-in-law will give me some advice. Zhang Dejing did not give up and continued to ask.

I saw Gonggong Zhu shaking his head slightly and saying, "This... It's hard to say. ”

Seeing that he couldn't find out the news, Zhang Dejing had to comfort himself silently in his heart, and the cold sweat on his face was still crackling.

"Lord Zhang, it's not hot today, look at your sweat, you should pay attention to it in front of the saint for a while." Gonggong Zhu looked at him sweating profusely and reminded in a low voice.

"Yes, yes, thank you father-in-law for reminding me."

Zhang Dejing hurriedly took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the sweat on his face.

The group walked to the gate of the Tianting Palace, and Gonggong Zhu bent down to salute them, "Everyone, wait a moment, the old slave will go in and pass the word." ”

The three of them looked at each other and stood at the door, all waiting.

A cold wind blew, and the beasts under the mountain cried three times.

Zhang Dejing was taken aback.

He looked around the listening hall this day, the number of times he has been here is very rare, he can count it with one hand, but every time he comes, he has different feelings and moods.

Just hopefully, this time it's not a bad thing ....

King Xu's heart also went up and down.

Didn't Yu Zeyan go to beg for help?

Then Gu Hou ran his father and said a little bit to the preface.

Otherwise, why did the father call all three of them together.

The autumn wind is whining, and the cold will blow into the bones.

Yu Jingyan kept rubbing her hands, she didn't wear too thick today, and she didn't know if she was going to blow the wind on the top of this mountain...

The cool breeze dried most of the cold sweat on Zhang Dejing's body, and as he waited, his nervousness became more and more intense.

After about a stick of incense, Gonggong Zhu came late from the palace.

"Your Majesty said, first summon Master Zhang alone."

Gonggong Zhu said with a smile and made a gesture of please: "Master Zhang, please." ”

Zhang Dejing hurriedly followed, walking very fast.

When I entered the Heavenly Listening Temple, the cold wind was still blowing.

He kept his head down, not daring to raise his head for a moment.

Behind the huge white curtains, only the rustle of the scrolls could be heard, as quiet as ever.

Zhang Dejing's ears were ringing, his mind was blank, and he could only hear his own heartbeat.

"Your Majesty, Lord Zhang has arrived." Zhu Gonggong preached.

"Let him in."

The calm and powerful vigorous voice is still like this even if it is down.

Zhang Dejing didn't have many opportunities to meet with Shengshang, but he remembered the scene every time he met.

"Lord Zhang, please." Gonggong Zhu said softly and made a gesture of please.

Only then did Zhang Dejing hang his heart in his throat and go in with courage.

The main hall behind the curtain was empty, and only the saint of the Ninety-Five Venerable was half-leaning on the dragon couch, dressed normally, and even wore only a white silk gold-inlaid coat.

If it weren't for the gold thread embroidered with a dragon leaping tiger, at first glance, everyone would have thought that he was wearing a nightgown.

However, Zhang Dejing was not in the mood to see what clothes the emperor was wearing, he lowered his head stiffly, walked in quickly, and bowed down on his knees.

"The old minister Xijing Ya Nei judged Zhang Dejing and knocked to see Your Majesty."

Zhang Dejing bowed down, put his head on the ground, and his tone was still a little trembling when he spoke, which was really cautious.

"Get up." The Emperor then took his eyes off the book and stared at him carefully.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Zhang Dejing got up tremblingly, half-bowed, and didn't even dare to raise his eyes.

Hearing only the voice of Suo Suo, the emperor got up from the dragon couch, took a big stride of meteors, and inadvertently personally helped Zhang Dejing up.

The emperor said while helping: "You are an old minister, why are you so restrained?" Could it be that I'm going to eat you? ”

This majestic voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and Zhang Dejing trembled.

He hurriedly replied, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty is really tormented. ”

The emperor suddenly laughed, and this laughter made Zhang Dejing at a loss, so he had to stiffen and laugh awkwardly twice.

"How long have you been in the job?" The emperor turned around and took two steps, picked up the ice jade teacup and poured tea.

Zhang Dejing was suddenly asked, thought about it, and hurriedly replied: "Your Majesty, the minister has been for nearly thirty years. ”

"More than thirty years?" The emperor's hand froze, as if he had thought of something.

He picked up the teacup, handed it to Zhang Dejing, and said casually: "You drink." ”

Zhang Dejing's nervous mouth was dry, but where was he still in the mood to drink water now.

But the emperor asked him to drink, but he didn't dare not drink it.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

He raised his head and drank it all, the tea was bitter, and the water temperature was very hot.

The emperor couldn't lose his manners, so he simply held back.

"One light is not enough, another one?" The emperor took the teacup and poured him another one.

Somehow, the water was getting hotter and hotter, and Zhang Dejing's mouth was about to be burned.

For a while, cold sweat and hot sweat both went straight down.

The emperor gave Zhu Gonggong a look not far away, and Zhu Gonggong poured the hot water that was burning on the charcoal fire into Zhang Dejing's teacup.

"Drink, these are all the best pre-rain Longjing newly paid tribute below, Zhang Aiqing try it."

The emperor flicked his sleeves and went back to lie down on the couch by himself.

Zhang Dejing was already hot at this time, the bitter tea leaves and the freshly boiled hot water, the two-pronged approach, Zhang Dejing felt that he couldn't bear it.

He dragged the teacup in both hands and knelt down with a puff.

"Your Majesty, the minister is guilty!" Zhang Dejing shouted in mourning, and the hot water that spilled made him tremble.

"Oh? What is the sin? The emperor looked at Zhang Dejing with interest, and the smile on his face did not decrease.

"Minister... The minister is guilty. ”

Zhang Dejing replied, still considering whether to tell the matter of today's trial.

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